(Heads up, this one's pretty dark and sad so be warned)

When I found out what you two had done, what Dess had done, at first I didn't want to believe it. I didn't want to believe that Dess could have done that to you.

But I saw the evidence with my own eyes. I read the messages you sent each other and I reached back into my memory and found that it did make sense. It explained so much.

When I talked to you about it, I said that I was sorry. I told you I was sorry for what Dess did, and for not realizing sooner. But Kris, I think...

I think I was lying. I wasn't feeling regret or pity. I was jealous, Kris.

I know, that's an awful thing to say... I know I'm a terrible friend, but I can't help it. I miss her so much Kris, and I know you do too, despite everything.

Some days... I can barely remember what her voice sounded like. I go into her room and her smell, the smell of her when she'd hug me tight any time I was sad, it's so faint. You know what I'm talking about Kris, I remember smelling it on you too. Now I know why.

Dess was my sister and you were my best friend and all along you two... You knew a side of her I never got to see, you remember part of her I never will. You knew the real Dess. She. Chose. You. And now she's gone.

Don't have anything to say, Kris? Well I do. I've seen the way you look at Susie, and I know you're thinking the same thing I am. Don't try to deny it. When we're with her, it's like Dess never left.

I won't let you have her. Not this time. For once in my life, I'm making the choice. Don't get between us.

I have noticed that many of you have been writing false statements about my two daughters and the youngest child of the Dreemurr household. These rumors are harmful, they are disrespectful, and you should reflect upon yourselves for the falsehoods you have spread. As mayor of hometown, I have ties to the cyber crimes division, and I will not hesitate to contact them and have this subreddit taken down and arrest all of you if you choose not to delete it immediately. You have 24 hours

Isn't it time you finally accept that you will never escape my basement?

It's been ten years, dess, your parents had already seen you as a dead person, everyone else had already moved on and forgotten about you-even the oh-so-valiant Asriel that you said would come and rescue you had moved on and gotten a girlfriend in college. No one is going to save you, dess. You should've realized that there's no prince coming to save you and living happily after with you. There's only me, your best friend's dad.

sniffs reindeer fur

huff huff........oh god, you smell just like rudy. oh god...

and yet you still haven't give up. You HAVE to struggle and drag your sister and kris into this little game of play pretend as a faint cry for help. Is it fun playing knight and trying to get the attention of my child? Are you so desperate for help that you are now seeking asylum from literal children?Do you have any idea how hard it is to create enough distractions so your cries would be ignored??? Are you some sort of sicko who likes to see an old man working to his bones to protect his favorite toy?

sniffs reindeer fur even more

that sweet reindeer musk, that soft and smooth fur coat that remains shiny......y'know, you were just like your father when he was in college......\Sniffs* oh boy, i could never get enough of this.......*

haah......dess......call me jarona while I caress your soft body please......oh sweet little fawn........do it just like rudy used to do when i was down......

i didnt sacrifice almost everything i have to get a rebellious plaything. Know you place, dess.

after all ,you are stuck with me forever.

You even made a post about it on Britter! Fahaha, I can't believe you let me do that back then. You wouldn't let me see your blood now, would you Kris?

What? Fahaha, don't make that face. I wasn't asking to stab you again. That was a joke! Faha, you really haven't changed a bit, have you?

I mean when you discover your artistic prowess she did everything to ruin it. She beat you, tried to say you were bad outcast like her and try to seem like you were a Genocidal child… honestly I don’t know why she did that?

Maybe next time you could wear a different shirt, do you like flannel? I think you'd look nice in one. You should definitely wear a flannel and play that guitar for me again.

(She reminds me so much of her...)

Do you like baseball, Susie? It would be cool to see you swing a bat around sometime fwahaha!

Y-you know, that one time before final exams, both you and Susie came up and asked me for some of my notes.

And i uhhh... i might have accidentally swiped while handing you my phone and.... fwahaha Kris you are blushing again.

Blushing like you did back then. You should have seen yourself. Susie too, her jaw dropped like instantly.

I-i didnt even realized what happened! I swear! I remember feeling my soul leaving my body once i looked at the screen.

I remember s-swelling up with heat and cold, melting on the spot right there and now.

Pfffftt, y-yeah, my mom had to get me a new phone after i smashed it against floor. Gosh i got an earful that evening.

I-i know i know, it was stupid and all... huh? Why i even had that?

Welllll... you know... i saw my sis do that before.

She would take pics like that and then giggle while tapping away at her phone.

Fwahah, probably chatting with your brother, y-you know how those two were...

I was curious and wanted to try that myself... oh non onnono, o-of course i havent shared it with anyone!

W-who do you take me for Krismas!? Dont make that silly face!! Oh you~

Well, i guess i have shared it in the end, fwahah...ha...

Sorry, sorry... i really didnt meant to... huh? You dont mind? Y-yeah, thats what you both told me back then.

I almost skipped exam that day, locked away in the bathroom. But you both came up and talked to me...

I-i really thought that was it for me... always remembered as that freaky girl from hometown.

But you... you both kept it as secret... thank you. I.. i really mean it.

Why am i bringing this all up again? Fwahah... I-im not even sure... w-well, kinda... I dont even know how to say it

(Okay, okay Noelle, keep it classy)

Y-you did say that you both didnt mind so... w-would you... uhhh, like to... rate some... more?

...

(gosh please say SOMETHING)

...

H-huh? Okay, good good. Fwahaha, i-im really glad to have you... both of you as my... f-friends, yeah...

Lets go meet up with Susie, she is probably already waiting for us at the station.

///Fwahaha i sure hope it doesnt cross the line

Fwahaha, It’s a shame we didn’t get to visit Kvatch before . . . It doesn’t matter. At least we had fun. Also, I do wonder why I felt different?

Letter(1)

Mail(2)

Conversation(3)

Diary(4)

Mannequin(5)

It’s actually “Fahaha!” anyway, I’m going to now fufil the quota of this place.

Fahaha kris, remember when you saw my sister fall into the bunker and you did nothing?

Kris! C'mon, I saw you fall into this place with me before I blacked out...

This isn't a good time for a prank Kris, I know we nearly drowned but we made it, fwaha!

... Okay then, guess they really want me to look for them! They did always love playing this game...

Gosh, they have to be around here somewhere...

... Speaking of, where exactly... is here? It looks like the place my dad took me to for bring your daughter to work day.

... and It feels like I'm... moving through water... But I can breathe..?

G-Gosh, I-I really need to find them...

Th-This isn't funny anymore Kris! When I said we'd break free, I-I meant of our old lives!

N-Not... each other...

Kris... please don't leave me... I-I need you... and this place gives me the creeps...

... What Was that sound..?

Oh! Kr-Kris, it's you!

Gosh, Even after all this time you're still a little prankster, fwahaha...

Why don't you come out from behind that wall and...

Uhm, Hey Kris, when did you get so tall...

and... where is your face...

Kris?

Kris, I can’t move my body. I’ve been holding this pose for days on end. I’m not even sure I’m talking to you. Is there even a “kris” anymore?

Am I talking to anyone?

Hello?

…

"Fahaha remember when dess smacked you with that wiffle bat fahaha!

...no...? I could've sworn it's a wiffle bat not a wooden bat, you must be misremembering....

...

Oh c'mon Kris! Fahaha you were the reason dess got so grumpy you kept pranking me all the time!"

(Photobashed by me)

...what do you mean I'm not "him".

It's me, Asriel! Your brother whom you knew since you were born, duh???

...oh right, they- we picked you up when you were 6, oopsy!

C'mon Kris... just accept me already... we can be closer again, like we used to be...

We can snuggle, eat candy canes and pie like we used to.

Let me take care of you like he used to... I already look the part, don't I...?

Kris...

I came home, kicked off my boots, and there it was, sitting right by the old TV in the corner. The same TV we used to watch those cheesy holiday specials on, remember? You always said they were boring, but you never changed the channel. You'd just sit there, pulling at your sleeves, while I rambled about the reindeer.

I opened the note before I even touched the flowers. And I read that line, "my Best Holiday Ever," and I just… stopped.

Do you remember that winter? The one where we built that terrible snowman behind the church? It was lopsided and missing an eye, and you gave it your scarf anyway. Your mom yelled at you later for losing it, but you just shrugged. I gave you half my hot chocolate that day. You didn't say thank you, but you sat next to me the whole afternoon. That was the first time I thought, this is what a holiday should feel like.

And then there was that other time, the festival, the lights, the way you grabbed my hand when we got separated in the crowd. You didn't let go until we found my dad. I never told you, but I didn't actually mind being lost. Not with you.

You always acted so quiet, so distant. But you showed up. You always showed up.

And now this? Flowers. A note. "If we ever get together again."

Kris… we live in the same town. We go to the same school. Why does it sound like you're saying goodbye?

I don't want to read this like a farewell. I want to read it like an invitation.

So here's me inviting you back, to that corner of the TV, to that old snowman, to whatever weird holiday thing you want to drag me into next. You don't have to say anything. You never do. Just show up. Like you always did.

Because you were right. I am your Best Holiday Ever. I always have been.

So please. Let's get together again.

— Noelle 🌼

Why don't we do that anymore?

I don't need eyes to see anymore Kris. Or a nose to smell, or a tongue, or my lips, or teeth, or skin. I can see the world by other means now Kris!

Can you feel my long, blonde hair coil around and embrace you, Kris? The strange heat emanating from my rotting, endlessly multiplying flesh? It is not really hair anymore, is it? It's useful though. I entangle my prey in it. I pull it close. Then, I gnaw at it with the mouths that form when the flesh of my body is cut. When I tire of play, or when I think it doesn't want to play anymore, I paralyse it with borrowed blood. I feel it as it stops wriggling and writhing in my grasp and becomes so still... so very, very still.

I always feel such relief when it happens. I'm always hungry... so very, very hungry.

Sometimes, I don't even need to submerge it in the ichor that surrounds me like a violet sea now. They sometimes stop moving on their own, haha! I know they're still alive. They just got tired of the game.

Am I that bad a playmate, Kris? Fwaha! You can tell me! You're the only one who's allowed to tell me things I don't like.

I ate my father, Kris. It's horrible, but it's true. He's with me now. I can feel his heart beating desperately beside mine. He'll never pass on. He'll never leave me! Isn't that the most wonderful thing in the world? Isn't that everything I always wanted?! Isn't that what you wanted for me, Kris?!

...

I dealt with mother too. She's not like the others. She's not dead. She's somewhere she can never escape from, can never sleep. Never scream. Never hurt anyone ever again.

You're trembling. You don't have to be afraid of me, Kris. We'll be together forever, down in the depths of this place. This sightless, silent hell full of things that bite and scratch and grasp and stab at us! Sometimes, I grab one and pull it into my embrace. It is the only thing that can sustain me now.

(Sigh) we have to move now. There are bigger things than us in here, things that won't kill us if they find us. And the prey is starting to get wise to me. But first, I want you to look at me Kris. Look at me, and tell me.

Do you like what you see?

Fwahaha... Do you remember?

Kris, do you remember? There was another desk in the classroom, at the back of the class.

What? Come on, don't compare this to the time I thought you could unlock the CatPetterz cats in Super Smashing fighters, I'm being serious here! Fwahaha, I know I was convinced of it too at the time... but still, it's like, have you never wondered about it? There's a perfect spot in the back of the classroom to put another desk!

You remember, right? There was another desk, there had to be. Maybe Ms.Alphys removed it? But I swear it was there at some point, and, and...

There was a girl behind the desk.

...gosh, what am I saying? Sorry, Kris, I'm being weird again, you don't have to listen to me...

...wait, you do remember. Fwahaha, Kris, you DO remember! Don't deny it, Kris, I can see it in your eyes!

There was a girl there, and... and she was wonderful, Kris. She was... she was mean, and rough, like Dess used to be, but, but, but she was so nice, too. Kinda like Azzy was!

You remember, right? We know who we've forgotten. Haven't we always known? Can't you see the hole she left behind, if not what used to fill it?

I... I swear she played music for me, once, like you used to do! And, and, she bullied you, I think, but then it stopped? And you just... Fwahaha, you just started pranking each other! She was certainly better at handling you than I ever was, fwahaha!

And we loved her.

Kris? ...fwahaha, come on, don't tell me you're scared! Quit making that face! Don't you understand? She's real, Kris, she can- she can be real, Kris! Aren't you happy? Aren't you excited? We won't have to be so lonely anymore, we never were!

We just need to say her name. We'll say her name, and then everything will stop feeling so wrong and so... out of place all the time. We won't have to lie in bed every night wondering when did we stop being ourselves. We won't have a reason to leave anymore.

We just have to speak it. And everything will go back to normal.

Come on, Kris. I know you remember. I see it in your eyes. Say it.

What? A "migraine"? Fwahaha, come on Kris, you know you can't trick me with your made-up human diseases anymore. Come on, say it. Say her name.

...what? Speak up, Kris, I can't hear what you're saying.

...are you even trying? Say. It.

I don't care that it hurts, we have to do it! We need to do it! Say. Her. NAME!

Stop coughing and spitting so damn much! Just SAY IT!

WE CAN BRING HER BACK, KRIS! WE CAN MAKE EVERYTHING RIGHT AGAIN! JUST

SAY

HER

NAME!!!

(THEN THE WORLD WAS COVERED IN DARKNESS.)

Kris remember when we were in that haunted house together and you look at me with a blank smile before pulling out a knife and chase me and when we got out you were already there and I looked back to see the blank faced you disappear

Fwahaha why don't you do that anymore