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Skelebro(s?) coming to collect Frisk from interdimensional adventures – Anon Guest
“Look, this kid belongs to somebody, Wander. We’ve been through this.”
Wander was doing his puppy-eyes again. “I know, Sylvia… but just look at hir. Ze’s so cute…”
Frisk signed, I knew I shouldn’t have worn the tutu today, but ze signed it to beings who did not understand hir. Once again, actions spoke louder than sign language.
[AN: This puts the gap count down to ONE. Also, I’m assuming you mean the Mystery Skulls of MSA]
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Frisk signed, You’re new. Hello.
The formally-dressed Skeleton in front of hir glared down at the child. He was apparently nodding to a beat that Frisk couldn’t hear. He didn’t speak, and that could be because he didn’t have a lower jaw.
Frisk tried offering him some monster food. A candy that ze had saved from the bowl in the Underground.
