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Frisk pushed through the barrage of snow, unable to see much through the blinding white cloud of cold. They'd given their soul to Chara to bring the world back.... but... they still had their soul...? They didn't know how that had happened, but nevertheless, they had a job to do. This time, they were going to free the monsters from the underground, and make sure that everyone lived a good and happy life.
Frisk froze as Papyrus' stalk-y figure peeked through the blinding sheet of snow and ice, their heart aching as their mind flashed back to the skeleton's dust coating their hands. They'd managed to complete the Genocide route.... but what had been the point? Sure, they wanted to try something new, and exciting- but all it had ended in was terror and sorrow. They hated the empty feeling they'd experienced after killing Sans.... as though they had become a monster. They wanted to fix that, and they were going to. Even if most of the monsters didn't know it.
" HUMAN. ALLOW ME TO TELL YOU ABOUT SOME COMPLEX FEELINGS." He began. "FEELINGS LIKE.... THE JOY OF FINDING ANOTHER PASTA LOVER. THE ADMIRATION FOR ANOTHER'S PUZZLE SOLVING SKILLS. THE DESIRE TO HAVE A COOL, SMART PERSON, THINK YOU ARE COOL. THESE FEELINGS-"
Papyrus wasn't able to finish his sentence. Frisk bolted forwards, causing the skeleton to step back in alarm. Frisk practically tackled Papyrus into a hug, causing him to kneel just so Frisk's feet could touch the ground. He frowned, confused and concerned.
" UHM- HUMAN? WHY ARE WE.... HUGGING?" He asked, clearly oblivious. Frisk held tight, not wanting to let go.
" I'm sorry." They choked, trying not to sob and make it even more weird for the skeleton. Papyrus frowned.
" FOR WHAT? WHAT IS IT THAT YOU HAVE DONE WRONG?" He questioned, bewildered at Frisk's sudden show of emotion. They sniffled.
" I'm so so sorry..." They murmured again, gripping tighter. Papyrus reluctantly hugged them back, realizing that they meant nothing by it.
" WELL.... I FORGIVE YOU. FOR.... WHATEVER IT IS YOU'RE SORRY FOR."

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So- yeah! I wanted to do this, cause why not. Sorry it's so small- it took me forever to figure out the poses I couldn't really draw anything more. and I still think I made Frisk a bit too small- but here! Enjoy another emotional piece from yours truly.

P.S Oh yeah! I added somewhat of a background this time.

Description
Frisk pushed through the barrage of snow, unable to see much through the blinding white cloud of cold. They'd given their soul to Chara to bring the world back.... but... they still had their soul...? They didn't know how that had happened, but nevertheless, they had a job to do. This time, they were going to free the monsters from the underground, and make sure that everyone lived a good and happy life.
Frisk froze as Papyrus' stalk-y figure peeked through the blinding sheet of snow and ice, their heart aching as their mind flashed back to the skeleton's dust coating their hands. They'd managed to complete the Genocide route.... but what had been the point? Sure, they wanted to try something new, and exciting- but all it had ended in was terror and sorrow. They hated the empty feeling they'd experienced after killing Sans.... as though they had become a monster. They wanted to fix that, and they were going to. Even if most of the monsters didn't know it.
" HUMAN. ALLOW ME TO TELL YOU ABOUT SOME COMPLEX FEELINGS." He began. "FEELINGS LIKE.... THE JOY OF FINDING ANOTHER PASTA LOVER. THE ADMIRATION FOR ANOTHER'S PUZZLE SOLVING SKILLS. THE DESIRE TO HAVE A COOL, SMART PERSON, THINK YOU ARE COOL. THESE FEELINGS-"
Papyrus wasn't able to finish his sentence. Frisk bolted forwards, causing the skeleton to step back in alarm. Frisk practically tackled Papyrus into a hug, causing him to kneel just so Frisk's feet could touch the ground. He frowned, confused and concerned.
" UHM- HUMAN? WHY ARE WE.... HUGGING?" He asked, clearly oblivious. Frisk held tight, not wanting to let go.
" I'm sorry." They choked, trying not to sob and make it even more weird for the skeleton. Papyrus frowned.
" FOR WHAT? WHAT IS IT THAT YOU HAVE DONE WRONG?" He questioned, bewildered at Frisk's sudden show of emotion. They sniffled.
" I'm so so sorry..." They murmured again, gripping tighter. Papyrus reluctantly hugged them back, realizing that they meant nothing by it.
" WELL.... I FORGIVE YOU. FOR.... WHATEVER IT IS YOU'RE SORRY FOR."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

So- yeah! I wanted to do this, cause why not. Sorry it's so small- it took me forever to figure out the poses I couldn't really draw anything more. and I still think I made Frisk a bit too small- but here! Enjoy another emotional piece from yours truly.

P.S Oh yeah! I added somewhat of a background this time.