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me: Sans, Chara, Alphys, Asriel

Kat: Frisk, Papyrus, Undyne, Mettaton

Sans, Frisk, Chara, and Papyrus, are the first to arrive

"Wow it's really here. It's huge, I almost thought we wouldn't find it. It's kind of intimidating actually." Chara said, as she examined the, large mansion that, loomed over the four of them.

"Nyeh! Not to worry, Chara. You have the protection of the great Papyrus!" the taller skeleton piped enthusiastically, clapping a glove-clad bony hand on the young human's shoulder. Frisk looked to her sister and Papyrus before turning back to look up at the imposing manor, unable to keep a light frown from her face.

Chara blushed madly at her crush's comment, before turning her head and muttering, "Whatever." As she tried to hide a small smile.

Sans looked to see Frisk's face as she gazed up at the manor, before placing a comforting hand on her shoulder, and giving a sad smile, and whispering so only she could hear, "This time will be different. This time we will, win."

Frisk blinked at the touch to her shoulder, looking to the other. After a moment, she managed a light smile in return, giving a firm nod in agreement before turning back to face the ominous building. "What are we standing around for? We're supposed to meet the others inside, right? Let's get moving," Papyrus chided, marching right up to the large front doors.

"Yeah let's go." Chara said as she followed the tall skeleton.

Sans grabbed hold of Frisk's hand to comfort her as they walked forward, into this evil place.
 

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Without further hesitation, the taller of the two skeletons flung the large wooden doors open, glancing back to Chara with a grin before stepping inside.

Frisk kept her eyes forward, acknowledging the much appreciated comfort by squeezing the bony hand lightly as they followed their respective siblings inside the ominous building. She'd thought she'd lived through hell as a child when she and Chara lived through abuse, but the horror she suffered at the hands of that awful man seemed almost small compared to what lay ahead.
 
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Chara blushed slightly when Papyrus smiled at her, before silently walking inside. Sans followed, holding Frisk's hand tight, and hoping, beyond hope, that what he told Frisk was true. Sans hated the, RESETS, he just wanted to get out with his friends. He didn't blame Frisk for this, it may have been her idea to investigate, but she had no way of knowing what lied in this place, but even so he worried that Frisk might blame herself for it. Sans hated to see Frisk this upset, and he's amazed at, how easily she can hide it.
 
Papyrus looked around the large entrance foyer of the home, impressed by the size and abandoned grandure, pushing the odd sense of unease asside. "Huh. This place is kinda nice. Great idea, Frisk. I wonder if we'll be able to find some neat treasures to take home," he said, looking back to the younger two.

Frisk managed another light smile in response to Papyrus' praise, though she grimaced inwardly at the reminder that this had been her idea originally, something she would likely regret for the rest of her life. She squeezed San's hand lightly before reluctantly letting go and steping forward to gently tug on Chara's sleeve, pointing down the hallway to the right in a suggestive manner. Of course, she knew the kitchen was that way, and the library too. At least they could usually find tools in the kitchen and...it was rarely there to begin with.
 
Chara looked to her sister and smiled. "So you want to go that way, alright, come on guys let's go that way." Character called to get everyone's attention. Before heading in the direction Frisk had pointed.

Sans smiled slightly, 'Frisk was leading us to the kitchen, Good idea we could get something to defend ourselves with, even if no one decides to take anything now I'll grab enough for all of them. They'll need them afterall.' Sans' smile grew sad, at that thought. He then followed the others, while keeping a lookout for that damn plant.
 
Frisk nodded happily at her sister's compliance, playfully looping their arms together as they started walking. The gesture certainly seemed innocent and playful, but it was also a precaution against separation. That seemed to be the enemy's main tactic lately, separating them as soon as possible. And it didn't help that they had no real way to pinpoint when the others would arrive, and all efforts to arrive together always fell through somehow.

Papyrus followed after the sisters at Sans' side, looking around the hall as they moved. Since they'd entered the taller skeleton hadn't been able to shake a vague uneasy feeling of deja vu, but he wasn't about to voice it and bring everyone's mood down.
 
Chara felt like Frisk wasn't her happy self after all the time the abuse they went through with their birth father, Chara could sense when Frisk was pretending to be fine, but she won't call her out on it, that would just upset her. Chara remembered how close Frisk and Sans were lately, although she didn't trust Sans, he was Frisk's best friend, and Chara couldn't shake the feeling he knew something. Chara looked back towards Sans, and glared at him, even though he wasn't looking. Something was going on here and she was going to find out what, even if she had to confront Sans about it.

Sans wasn't looking but he could feel Chara's glare. Chara was suspicious, no surprise there she confronts him about this every RESET, but usual he can figure out a way around it. For now thought his priority was watching for danger. He looked to Frisk she was a good actress, the only ones who can tell somethings wrong is him and Chara. 'She really is amazing, so brave, and determined. I would never be able to do this without her. She shouldn't have to go through this.' Sans thought as he looked at Frisk.
 
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