AN: This is the last story-driven chapter of Friskara-Tale. The rest will be little, silly strips that hopefully will be prevalent in the fandom.


PANEL 1: Low angle of Friskara wearing a look of self-surprise/expectant-of-a-bad-time
FRISKARA (CHARA): ". . ."

PANEL 2: Friskara returns to normal

PANEL 3: Friskara sits down, her back straight

PANEL 4: Friskara takes a sip of her Golden Flower tea

PANEL 5: Friskara's eyes dart around, her back still straight

PANEL 6: Friskara darts up
FRISKARA: "Well, this has been nice. Thanks, dad, for the tea."

PANEL 7: Friskara briskly walks away toward the Judgement Hall

PANEL 8: Sans teleports in front of her
sans: "* where ya off to in such a hurry, kiddo?"
FRISKARA: *With a surprised look on her face* "AH! What the-"

PANEL 9:
FRISKARA: "I was leaving the party."
sans: *winking with his left eye* "* ya mean the one that you set up?"

PANEL 10:
FRISKARA: *Looking guilty* "...
"Yeah..."

PANEL 11:
sans: "* whelp, don't let me stop ya."
FRISKARA: *Surprised* "Wait, what?"

PANEL 12:
sans: "* don't forget, kid,
"* i'm rooting for ya."

PANEL 13: Friskara is contemplating the correct response for this kind of situation
FRISKARA: ". . ."

PANEL 14:
FRISKARA: ""Okay, thanks. I really needed that."

PANEL 15:
sans: "* now, howzabout we get back to that party?"