Talk
.65/.65 HP. Not impressive. But… better? Is it even worth telling someone when it's a .05 improvement? Not even a whole number? Some monsters are out there getting fives of tens of HoPe per day or week or whatever. And here you are, ‘happy’ about your .65 HP.
Papyrus seemed so happy when you told him about gaining the small piece of HoPe back, and this amount is even smaller than last time.
Should you wait? Wait until it's increased by a higher amount to tell someone? Because you'll have to show someone your HP eventually, and it's kind of selfish to make a big deal about .05 HP. Even though it is a big deal for you. Even though it shouldn't be.
“Sans, are you alright? You have been very quiet this morning.” Toriel asks.
Right. You're at breakfast, and supposed to be making conversation.
“nah, i'm fine, just… uh… thinkin of a good pun to make. i feel like i need to dish out some new material every once in a while.” You point at the plate in front of you for emphasis, earning Toriel’s laugh and a distraction from her first question.
“Well don't work yourself too hard coming up with these,” Toriel starts, an obvious prep for a joke, “you already have enough on your plate.”
You burst out laughing. Damn. Stupid puns and jokes always seem to get you. “that was a good one tori.”
You look around the table, everyone else looking extremely tired (except Papyrus, he's up and cooking breakfast), and not without reason. Everyone had to get up early today. Something like ‘we have to go on a group shopping trip, because I don't know everyone's preferences and the store opens early, and we should go there before a big crowd comes, and I also don't know how long it will take’ to put it in Papyrus’ really long words. However, looking at the kid, Frisk, you notice they're looking more tired than they should be, even for getting up early. You're reminded of seeing them in what looked like a nightmare last night, reminding you of your dream as well, but you push it to the back of your mind.
“hey kid.”
They look at you.
“how'd you sleep last night.”
You feel guilty for not comforting them, but that probably wouldn't have ended well for either of you.
‘I should be asking you. I heard you get up in the middle of the night.’
Doubt it. Frisk was sound asleep, in a nightmare, but definitely not getting up anytime soon. Now, you know who probably was the one who actually saw you, but there's other people here right now, and you don't feel like getting into that discussion.
“i have no idea what you're talking about,” You lie.
‘Then I slept fine. Thanks.’ They reply curtly.
They're acting like you, aren't they?
“Uhh…” Undyne begins, noticing the obvious tension between you and Frisk, but she's interrupted by Papyrus.
“BREAKFAST!”
You shoot Frisk a look saying ‘we’all talk about this later’.
By the time later comes around, you're getting kind of nervous with the kid just staring at you like that. You're at one end of the smaller couch, and they're at the other. They looked ticked off at you and… mad?
“so… uh… how did you sleep? i thought you might have been having a nightmare.”
‘How would you know that unless you were up in the middle of the night?’
You sigh, “got me there kid.”
Their expression softens, but they still have a look on their face that you can't read. ‘Sans, you can't keep lying.'
Well. How are you supposed to respond to that? “...sorry?”
You know it's bad when a kid has to lecture you. However, you try and change the subject. “so, um, you did have a nightmare? care to share?”
‘If you tell me what you were doing up wandering through everyone's rooms. Chara said it didn't look like you were looking for something to… never mind. I’m assuming you had a nightmare too?’ They sign.
“sure. deal.”
‘Well…’ They stop for a second before thinking how to phrase this. ‘It was about you. Your fight. I was reminded of some… pretty bad things I did.’ They suddenly look much older than they are. ‘Sorry i've been on edge with you today a little. I know I usually don't act this… rude. Sorry.’
You did notice their curtness with you, but it's not their fault so you don't really blame them for it.
“it's k. i, uh, don't really mind.” Kind of deserve it, it was your fault they were acting like that. “soo… i guess you want to hear about my fun nighttime experiences last night, huh? welp.” You look for a way to explain your nightmare, not that you really wanted to to begin with but you really can't back out of it now, that won't make them feel guilty. “i was… also reminded of things. from back underground. except those things were carried out on the surface. and all at once.” You shudder, “it just felt… real. so i, uh, checked on everyone. to make sure they were okay.”
You both sit in silence after you finish, no one knowing what to say. It's nice though, these talks. Get your feelings out, but not have to worry about someone fawning over you. Frisk and you both understand each other's struggles better than even your brother could, or anyone else for that matter.
“we should probably get ready for going to the store.” You say suddenly, breaking the silence. “otherwise everyone's gonna get mad at us for not being ready.”
They give you a look.
“i mean me. i know you'll get ready in no time, kid. You wink at them and they smile back.