[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.

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[spaghettimonster]

Home videos, and an overwhelming amount of friendship energy! And also a concert.

[Wismuth was a weird time all around.]

[dorkypantsuit]

Home... Videos?

[He asks, smiling weakly despite his confusion.]

[spaghettimonster]

Yeah... Yuzu and Gongenzaka cornered me, and reminded me Sans wasn't really dead... and then subjected me to memories of happier times. When I was already so emotional!

[Papyrus looks back on these memories, fond smile on his face. For all that they make only so much sense without the context... and there's only so much detail that he can give on that context, the thread in question isn't complete.]

[dorkypantsuit]

[His eyes widen, as he looks back up to Papyrus.]

Sans died.

[it's nearly a question, but it isn't at the same time. He's already sure he's found the answer he was looking for.]


...That's why he's got extra arms now.

[He wants to ask how, but he doesn't want to open any old wounds]

[spaghettimonster]

...That's right. He... He'd set things up with the Ringmaster, for an egg, fortunately!

[It's probably hard for anybody but another skeleton to tell where exactly Papyrus is looking, with neither eyes nor muscles to hint at it. But he turns away a bit, so he's not facing Psi directly.]

And then he went after me. But, alone, it wasn't enough to... pull me out of it.

[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!