[PUBLIC] Day 42

[dorkypantsuit]

I'll assume no one made my obligatory bring a buddy announcement while I wasn't here, so this is that warning.


Didya miss me?

[LABOR CHANNEL]

Mandatory check-in, whether I know you or not.

If anybody's been slacking tell me and I'll work out a proper punishment.

Comments

[dorkypantsuit]

He went after you after hatching?

[spaghettimonster]

Huh??

[Papyrus starts and stares at Psi, gears almost visibly turning in his skull.]

No, he hatched because of me! He... He hatched later. After I was better.

[dorkypantsuit]

[He pauses, thinking for a moment as he tries to get the timeline straight in his head.]

He went after you, and then died.

[Meaning that, Papyrus... No. It doesn't matter who did it. Papyrus was better now and so was Sans, hopefully. He sighs shaking his head.]

The dimensional planes really seem to have it out for some people.

[spaghettimonster]

Plenty of cause for people to be a little less fine than usual...

[It seems like Psi connected the dots, which means they can go unsaid. Everybody is happier that way.]

But it's okay! Nobody here is brainwashed or murdery, or dead, now. And the Ringmaster is looking for ways to help keep us safer from that sort of thing.

[dorkypantsuit]

It's the way she wants to keep us safer that has me worried.

[The Psionic answers, before shrugging, and going back to work hanging more toys in the back of the game booth.]

But at least we don't have to worry about trapping people in contracts anymore.

[spaghettimonster]

New people who want to be here... Fewer children skipping school for a year...

[It's a lot of upsides.]

It's just a shame for the trappers! What will the reflections and cindersprites do, with all their untapped mischief?

[dorkypantsuit]

[He laughs a bit at Papyrus' thinking.]

Don't worry about the cindersprites. I'm sure Rini will find something for them to occupy there time with.

[spaghettimonster]

'Rini'...?

[Papyrus steps around the booth, testing the wobble of the game booth now that Psi's started rearranging its contents.]

[dorkypantsuit]

[Psi smiles, the booth shaking a bit, but not as much with the rearranged weight of the stuffed animals. It's still enough to wake Grubbin and he growls, clutching onto his teddy bear even harder than before.]

The Ringmaster, that's just what I call her sometimes.

[spaghettimonster]

Ohh, a nickname. Yes, I'm sure you're right.

[He's not sure sure, and his confident demeanor still has some cracks showing after everything. But Papyrus doesn't pursue the matter, and leans over the booth, casting a shadow on Grubbin as he waves down at him.]

Nobody is taking your bear, tiny bug friend!