User blog:GalacticAttorney/Undertale Fic Part 3: Alone at Last

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>Talk



Taking WeissMaus’s advice, the human child spoke to the dummy timidly. The stuffed figure said nothing in response… Mostly because it had no way to say anything back.



“. . .”



Weiss grinned at you happily, clapping her hands together. “Excellent job, young one!” she exclaimed.




 * YOU WON!

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">The encounter ended, and Weiss pulled the child along behind her. The next room had the human walking down a long hallway by themselves. Weiss made quite a big deal out of it, but it was nothing much in practice.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Weiss handed them a cell phone. “I have to go pick up some groceries before we get to my place,” she explained as the small child picked the phone from her hands. They pressed the buttons on the front of it, the screen displaying several functions. “Use that to call me if you become lonely, okay? Stay here; I won’t be long.”  And with that brief farewell, Weiss was gone.

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">The human sat in the room for a bit before pulling out the phone they had been provided with. The only number was Weiss’s, and the human dialed the number. As they held the receiver to the side of their face, they wondered what to converse about.

<span style="font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">CHOICE:

What will you do? Say Hello Talk About Her Call Her "Mom" Flirt