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video/action (forward-dated to 4/20); while collecting the stars, i connected the dots
[The video wobbles a minute before it steadies, locking onto a grinning skull. It's your friendly neighborhood skeleton, Sans, looking undeniably pleased with himself as he comments to someone just off screen:]
'S lookin' great so far.
[There's a fumbling tapping as the feed gets jostled, and Sans is forced to set the thing onto the ground, face-down. At least the audio filters through, unimpeded if a bit muffled.]
All right. We ready?
[There's a distant sound of affirmation - two, actually, though one sounds a mite more stammered than the first. Kate, it seems, hadn't much wanted to take part in the announcement itself. So when the feed swings up again, there's two distinctively non-human shapes in the periphery - a yellow, lizardlike creature and a small black hedgehog that sharp-eyed cave-dwellers might recognize as Alphys and Shadow, respectively. The video jerks again, blurring the twin blazes of color into smeared linear streaks, and the cave gets a lovely shot of Sans's pink fuzzy slippers in preparation for the finale.
There's a click of fleshless fingers snapping; hundreds of tiny, glowing objects being displaced and then replaced, buried into the rock of the ceiling. Takes a lot out of a skeleton and leaves him a bit stooped from the effort, but it's worth it.
The camera swings up again to pan across the ceiling, now lit with a vast array of blue sparkling stones.]
It ain't Tranquility's illusions, but... [One last whip-pan back to Sans's face, and he winks at the camera, lookin' just a tiny bit more on the edge of exhaustion than usual. Just a hair.] You can consider it a good constellation prize.
[Enjoy the night sky, Hadriel. It'll last for quite a while. Sans, for his part, plans to be stargazing all night. Feel free to find him at the lake, if you're real interested.]
'S lookin' great so far.
[There's a fumbling tapping as the feed gets jostled, and Sans is forced to set the thing onto the ground, face-down. At least the audio filters through, unimpeded if a bit muffled.]
All right. We ready?
[There's a distant sound of affirmation - two, actually, though one sounds a mite more stammered than the first. Kate, it seems, hadn't much wanted to take part in the announcement itself. So when the feed swings up again, there's two distinctively non-human shapes in the periphery - a yellow, lizardlike creature and a small black hedgehog that sharp-eyed cave-dwellers might recognize as Alphys and Shadow, respectively. The video jerks again, blurring the twin blazes of color into smeared linear streaks, and the cave gets a lovely shot of Sans's pink fuzzy slippers in preparation for the finale.
There's a click of fleshless fingers snapping; hundreds of tiny, glowing objects being displaced and then replaced, buried into the rock of the ceiling. Takes a lot out of a skeleton and leaves him a bit stooped from the effort, but it's worth it.
The camera swings up again to pan across the ceiling, now lit with a vast array of blue sparkling stones.]
It ain't Tranquility's illusions, but... [One last whip-pan back to Sans's face, and he winks at the camera, lookin' just a tiny bit more on the edge of exhaustion than usual. Just a hair.] You can consider it a good constellation prize.
[Enjoy the night sky, Hadriel. It'll last for quite a while. Sans, for his part, plans to be stargazing all night. Feel free to find him at the lake, if you're real interested.]
[Lake]
It brings him to the lake where, upon dropping his head, he sees a familiar silhouette.
Lee stops a few paces away content to not say anything for a long moment. Though eventually he settles himself down on the ground, legs crossed and face turned upwards once again and after a while he says loudly enough for Sans to hear]
These are the kinds of prizes that really matter.
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Wow. It's beautiful.
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There's a few things Frisk could have done to make this easier on themself. They could have called him, for one, or texted. Asked him where he was going to be, instead of running over half the city, instead of relying on vague, half-directions from a few people they come across.
Their thermos still feels warm when they find him, at least. Cozy enough to leave their palms sweaty. There's a blanket about their shoulders that they almost regret bringing, at this point- but picnics are supposed to have blankets, right?
Not that this is a picnic. It's more like... a miniature one. A hint of a picnic, heralded in by the scuff of their shoes against the ground, and the quiet slosh of liquid as Frisk holds the cylinder out for him to see.]
It's hot chocolate.
[He can't turn away hot chocolate.
Right?]
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and then everyone watched the stars with snas again. so much sin, so little time
if you start this fucking shit again i swear to god
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It's wonderful. We are all of us in a hole in the ground, but now we're looking at the stars. Thank you. Thank you so much.
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Only not, that's amazin'.
[Amos has missed the stars and this, along with his familiarity with magic, has prompted him to commit, despite his unease with the undead.]
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[SHE IS VIBRATING, SANS. Do you know how much she's missed an open sky to look up to? It was practically all she had inside the wall.]
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hes such a good trash dad
dont say that hes terrible
he passes all of her low standards
THAT IS NOT SAYING MUCH,
SHHHHHHHH
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[lake]
It is just like home. [Not Home, or New Home; the Underground.]
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Thank you. To all of you involved in this... Thank you.
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[lake]
The ghost turned human makes their way to the lake, wanting to get a closer look. Or at least, pretend they're home for a little while.
They're looking a lot healthier than they have been lately.]
um.... hi...
i hope i'm not interrupting...
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