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Dragonsrcool54
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Posted: 11/10/2019 at 2:16 PM
Post #571
Frisk grinned and smiled, taking the stick happily.
Awkwardmollusk
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Posted: 11/10/2019 at 2:21 PM
Post #572
The dog playfully headbutted Frisk, tail waving. Then he paused and looked away, ears perking up.
Dragonsrcool54
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Posted: 11/10/2019 at 2:21 PM
Post #573
Frisk looked up. *what is it?*
Awkwardmollusk
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Posted: 11/10/2019 at 2:24 PM
Post #574
Sans looked up. "he probably smells somethin'... uh... that's probably my que to make myself scarce."
Dragonsrcool54
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Posted: 11/10/2019 at 2:27 PM
Post #575
*or all of us.*
Awkwardmollusk
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Posted: 11/10/2019 at 2:30 PM
Post #576
"maybe." Sans replied before slipping into the shadows.
Edited By Awkwardmollusk on 11/10/2019 at 2:30 PM.
Dragonsrcool54
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Posted: 11/10/2019 at 3:22 PM
Post #577
Frisk looked around, now worried. *Sans?*
Awkwardmollusk
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Posted: 11/10/2019 at 3:28 PM
Post #578
Sans snapped a twig, just to let Frisk know he hadn't ditched her.
Edited By Awkwardmollusk on 11/10/2019 at 4:17 PM.
Dragonsrcool54
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Posted: 11/10/2019 at 3:41 PM
Post #579
Frisk called, *Sans, take us back! Please!* she seemed scared now, and nervous.
Awkwardmollusk
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Posted: 11/10/2019 at 4:05 PM
Post #580
Sans slipped out from behind the foliage, took off his hood, and stooped down to Frisk's eye level. "okay, hang on, just calm down, okay? it's probably just a squirrel or something." He tried to reassure her. The dog nuzzled up against Frisk.
Edited By Awkwardmollusk on 11/10/2019 at 4:20 PM.
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