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I take a look at myself...Huh. This actually felt refreshing for once! Geez, my attire is different as well. No more skirts, but rather, white shorts along with an unzipped white jacket over a blue long-sleeved shirt. My red hair was still there, although it was still short. I look down to see that my monotone-checkered shoes were still there. My scarf...? Yep! All there! Geez, I was worried. Was my face the same?
Hm...Nah, that doesn't matter right now.
What happened? Did writing something wrong about myself in the journal change me to reflect what I'm supposed to look like? This is just strange all-around. I suppose it's only fitting though. I didn't feel normal being how I used to. I look around to see Papyrus with a still-bandaged eyesocket. He seems slightly relieved at the sight of me. Grillby gives a lazy sort of wave and folds his arms, looking to the turtle that stood in front of me. Gerson. Oh my god it's Gerson.
Anna get your head together, you've already freaked out over him being here!...OH MY GOD IT'S GERSON!
I tried to calm down, but seeing him just made me unusually happy. In fact, everyone that I'd befriended in this timeline were here! Papyrus, Grillby, Aaron-
Oh my god Aaron's fine!...Of course he's fine, what am I talking about? He's always been okay!
I felt great right now...And a bit too hyperactive...
Wow, I need to sit down.
There was a chair in the corner of the room, I choose to sit there to scope out everyone that sat here in the room with me. Papyrus. Papyrus looked...alive. That was good. He and Grillby seemed to be okay after what I surely thought might've been the end of them. It seems they've gotten away from that terrible onslaught Undyne surely gave the two of them. I'd have to remember to ask them later. Grillby. The purple flame monster seems bored with everything around him. He must want his pub back. Too bad it burned down. I'll help him rebuild it if I ever get the chance to! Aaron. Aaron still looked pretty fidgety and shy...is...is he reading? Yep, that's definitely a book he's reading. The Philosopher's Stone I believe. I love that novel! Sans waves when my gaze lands on him. I wave back, smiling widely. Sans seems to have been talking to his brother. The two look a lot more friendly around each other. Any person who would've just met them like this would probably say they're fighting. But I like to call it...brotherly love. Yeah, the kind that makes you rough-house with your siblings. That kind.
And Gerson...geez, I can't say his name without being excited. Gerson was the reason I'm in this timeline. He died in my original one because of a gang that hated monsters. Recently, they've all been caught, and the person that orchestrated the entire mess turned out to be a very well-spoken person once he mellowed out and we got to know him a bit better. The years I've spent with my friends in my home timeline made all of us...forgiving. Gerson gave off a different aura than the others. Instead of outright hostility, he looked like a person who was threatening, but inviting at the same time. It seems that he wasn't completely affected by the attitude and aggressiveness that all of the other monsters have in this timeline. He looks...wiser, just like his counterpart. Wiser, firm, maybe not one-hundred percent polite, but definitely smoother with words. He reminds me of my father...in a way. I'm sure you could see it too if you looked at him for a bit. Gerson didn't look too different from his counterpart besides the scar on his left eye.
All my friends were here...Thank god...Where am I? This house was pretty cozy. There was a window that led to the outside...er...Underground world. Still in Waterfall. Whose home was this...?
"Great...She's awake...? Good...Now, get out of my house..."
Napstablook? Now that I think about it, all of the music in here seems to fit his psyche. I look over to the owner of the voice...Wow he looks different. I suppose it's no surprise anymore, considering everyone else is either completely different or has had minor tweaks to their appearance or personality. Napstablook looked completely black with red outlining his mouth and eyes. He had headphones on, probably listening to some music either he or Mettaton went and made. Sans looks over to Napstablook, the latter seemed unfazed by the slight glare he was being given. It was as if life itself bored him. Well, considering Napstablook was basically melancholy, it doesn't seem too far off the mark for me. What a shame that would be though, Naps really is one of my favorite people to be around. And I enjoyed making him smile whenever I got the chance to. What a shame...
"Seriously, are you guys going to go...? We agreed 'UNTIL THE HUMAN WAKES UP',"
That was a strikingly good Papyrus impression. Everyone flinches at the sudden raise of tone. They grumble and begin to leave, Grillby taking out an umbrella, probably fireproof. Gerson looks to me.
"Talk him down, will ya? I hear you're the sort of 'friendly-type'," he says,"Hopefully better than those other humans we got! WAH-HA-HEY!"
Though his laugh is different, it sure is nostalgic in a way. I nod and turn to Napstablook as the door to his home closes. He stares back at me.
Okay Anna, you've done this sort of thing before. Just...play it safe.
"...Ugh, I don't feel like dealing with you right now..." The ghost groans.
"You okay?" I ask.
"I'd rather be left alone, okay?" He turns around,"Now get out,"
Okay, rejection. Been there, done that. I know what to do. Persue! HA! INCIDENTAL RHYMING! Gotta love that.
I didn't need to keep bothering him though, how he acted really told me he needed help. The guy just turned around and sulked, angling his head to the floor. Now, this sounds a LOT like his counterpart, which I don't blame you for thinking that, really...Wait, who am I even talking to? Must be just some strange voice in my head. But talking to myself feels nice. I've been doing it a lot lately, as if someone else was there listening to what I'm saying. Onlookers on the other side of a screen...But that's silly. You're silly, Anna. Anyways, the thing that told me he needed help was the fact that I heard very quiet crying. I get up from the chair I was sitting in and walk over to him.
"...Are you crying?" I ask, sitting next to him. He turns away.
"I don't cry," he retorts,"Get lost,"
Okay, being uncooperative. Lemme fix that.
I take off his headphones. He flinches and instantly turns to me, scowling.
"Give me those back!"
"Not until you stop crying, Naps,"
"I DON'T CRY! SHUT UP!"
"No,"
"AUGH!"
Black music notes with a red aura surrounds him. He wants to battle in here? Well, okay, I mean, I've been in stranger places. Undyne nearly impaled me in her own house...however strange that sounds. That was a date too...Man it seems ALL of the dates I have are strange as heck! Can we really call them dates? I can't believe I'm dwelling on this again. It's like...that one drama on television. You know which one I mean.
You've angered Napstablook!
ANNA LV 1 HP: 20/20
FIGHT *ACT ITEM MERCY
*Talk Cry
"Don't you think you're being a bit rash? All I did was take these things here," I hold up his headphones,"Listen, I want to help you, and if taking your headphones is the key to that, then I'll take your headphones!"
"I don't want your help!"
His attacks involved keeping the beat to the tune of the sounds playing from his msuic notes. Instead of sending them at me, he sends orange and blue soundwaves. This was like a sort of dance, and I enjoyed this type of combat! It was unique in a way. It reminds me of Asgore's fight. The black music notes would all light up in orange or blue one by one, and I'd have to dodge the respective soundwaves they sent at me.
...Orange blue blue orange...
Move stop stop move...
Napstablook is making a rude gesture...Without hands!
ANNA LV 1 HP: 20/20
FIGHT *ACT ITEM MERCY
Talk *Cry
What...? I refuse to do such a thing! And besides, it probably won't even solve the situation...Or maybe it will...Huh...
I put on my best sad-looking face and turn away from Napstablook. It wasn't the heavy sort of weeping. No, of course not. That would be obnoxious and easy to figure out. I just sat there and covered my face, making crying sounds. I never dropped any tears though.
"...Wha..H-Hey, listen, I didn't-"
Crying.
"Wait wait wait! I-"
C'mon Nappy do something! I'm running out of depressing material here!
It took a bit more fake-crying, but I managed to get him to slowly float near my side.
"...I'm sorry, okay?"
I pretend to dry my "tears" and look to him.
"I forgive you."
Napstablook looks baffled. And sort of frustrated. Did I make this worse for myself? Oh dear.
"Are you stupid? I'm a jerk!"
Oh- no, I'm fine! It's just going to take some speeching. That's not a word, Anna. What the heck. Get your head in the game!
"But hey, you did apologize to me...And I forgive you!"
"...But why? That's what I don't understand. Why even bother?"
"Because that let me know that you can change who you are now and become better!...How'd you become so sour, Napstablook?"
He looks to the floor. "It's my cousin,"
"Mettaton?"
"You know him?"
"Who doesn't?"
"True," I'm sure the ghost would shrug at that word if he could,"I...he and I hit a rough spot. We used to make all sorts of music together! And...then he left me for fame. Because apparently family isn't as important as being popular...He isn't even any good! People only watch him because of the stupid shit he does! They're all wondering when he's going to off himself,"
"...I know how it feels to lose family," I respond,"Maybe not in the same way you're thinking, but I do know that not having that member there leaves a sort of hole that just...eats away at you."
"YEAH! And, and...and I miss him. A lot, actually. Being alone gives you time to think..." Napstablook sighs,"I want us to be a duo again. Him and I! Us! You know, a team!"
"Yeah, I understand..." I smile,"Say, you mind showing me some of your songs?"
I hand Napstablook his headphones back.
"Not at all! Hey, I want to show you one I just made!" He looks excited, and goes to search some of his CDs.
(Gerson's POV)
Those two have been inside for a while now. That girl looks unfamiliar in every way. I had questions to ask, and I got answers. She's a special something, in more ways than one apparently. I opened that there door to Napstablook's house and saw these two laughing over music...
"Now there's a kid with potential...I think I can teach her a few things. Because, as sad as it is, mercy isn't going to be an option sooner or later,"