"Joe?" "Do you know where your sister is?" "Wardrobe." He yelled back from the living room. "Ok, thanks." "Joe!" Kassie yelled indignantly, jumping out of the wardrobe and running down the stairs. "How could you!" She turned to her mom. "Mommy, I don't wanna go to bed. It's the summer holidays! I wanna stay up all night!" Her mom laughed. "Of course you do sweetie. But, you are only seven." She studied her daughter. Bright blue eyes, and long blond hair, she looked just like her mother did when she was her age. Anne walked into the hallway. "Come on Kassie, bed." Anne had emerald green eyes, and red hair. "Fine.." She pouted and followed her sister up the stairs.
So what's wrong with taking the back streets?
So much to do, so much to see
But the meteor men beg to differ
So what's wrong with taking the back streets?
In the shape of an "L" on her forehead
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
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"Your face says it all, it's really obvious right now?" He said tittering once again.
Which item do you wish to fuse?
" Gosh! You are so beautiful " He grabbed my face and kissed me, " I love you. I can't wait to tell everyone "
Their name was Frisk. Frisk chose to take the path of the first fallen human. The genocide route. They realised now, that it probably wasn't the best choice. Welp, too late now.