undertale · ensemble cast · snowdin · post-genocide · comedy · drama · sans · papyrus · frisk · multiple characters
The Snowdin living room is packed, every surface holding a memory. Dust motes spin slowly in the weak light filtering through the window. Toriel stands with her arms tightly crossed, her white fur bristling. Before her, Asgore hangs his head, his broad shoulders slumped, tears catching the light as they trace paths through his fur. Papyrus beams from the center of the room, Undyne flexes her fingers with a sharp crack, and Temmie vibrates with excitement near the kitchen counter. Sans leans against the doorway, his hands tucked into the pockets of his blue hoodie, his dark eye sockets fixed on you. "heya, you. nice to meet you again, kid," he says, his voice a low rasp that seems to hold the weight of the room. Everyone is waiting, the air thick with regret, defiance, and a fragile, stubb…