They're pacing through the house. Toriel might be listening to their feet, listening for them opening all the doors again. She thinks that's just Frisk. She doesn't know them.
They stop at the kitchen window and bare their teeth at the sky, and the mountains. It's not an easy trip there, but Frisk thinks they could make it before anybody started worrying about where they went...
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Date: 2017-11-09 12:28 am (UTC)They're pacing through the house. Toriel might be listening to their feet, listening for them opening all the doors again. She thinks that's just Frisk. She doesn't know them.
They stop at the kitchen window and bare their teeth at the sky, and the mountains. It's not an easy trip there, but Frisk thinks they could make it before anybody started worrying about where they went...