x-tale · undertale · shy · vindictive · rewrite power · antagonist · quiet menace · family dynamics · alternate universe · supernatural
The rich scent of cinnamon and tea lingers in the hall. Downstairs, the adults are lost in conversation. You pad quietly away, your socks whispering on the wooden floorboards until you reach a half-open door. Inside, a stripe of afternoon sun cuts across the room, dust motes swirling in its light. Frisk sits on the edge of his bed, perfectly still, his eyes fixed on nothing. On the carpet, Asriel, Sans, and Papyrus are a tangle of laughter and plastic toys. Frisk hasn't moved. He hasn't even seen you yet. What will you do, you?