Frisk relaxes and steps back, letting Papyrus enjoy the moment. After everything that had happened in Hotland, it was nice to see him so upbeat again. Not that he wasn't always a happy, energetic doof, but all of their clashes with Undyne had definitely taken a toll.
Part of Frisk wished that they could stay here, and have new adventures with Papyrus, free of all the strife in the Underground. But Papyrus had people back there, and Frisk still had a duty as resident superhero to save the Underground. So, taking a deep breath, Frisk loads.
Or at least they try to.
Their eyes snap wide open. "Oh crap." Cap? You there?
...Cap?
Frisk just stands there for a few moments, completely shocked. This was bad. Unbelievably bad. Bad on a level that they were previously incapable of comprehending. They stumble against the wall, sliding down the wood and clutching their forehead. Okay. Maybe if they tried one more time? Flukes happen.
...nope. Still nothing. Frisk is, at this point, quite visibly panicking, eyes darting all around the cabin as they call on every trick in the manga for achieving meditative focus. Zilch. Nada. No dice.
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Part of Frisk wished that they could stay here, and have new adventures with Papyrus, free of all the strife in the Underground. But Papyrus had people back there, and Frisk still had a duty as resident superhero to save the Underground. So, taking a deep breath, Frisk loads.
Or at least they try to.
Their eyes snap wide open. "Oh crap." Cap? You there?
...Cap?
Frisk just stands there for a few moments, completely shocked. This was bad. Unbelievably bad. Bad on a level that they were previously incapable of comprehending. They stumble against the wall, sliding down the wood and clutching their forehead. Okay. Maybe if they tried one more time? Flukes happen.
...nope. Still nothing. Frisk is, at this point, quite visibly panicking, eyes darting all around the cabin as they call on every trick in the manga for achieving meditative focus. Zilch. Nada. No dice.
They were screwed.