You sit in your cage your dog slowly wagging their tail side to side as G. Sans walks in.
"Oh you're okay that's good I was worried about you"
He only started at you then grabs you by your shirt slamming you against the bars of your cage you stare at him confused and scared as your dog yelps hidding behind you.
"You....you little brat"
You smell alcohol on his breath
"How dare you.... how dare you worry....you...you're in a cage eating crappy food....not bathing....no bed....how dare you show me kindness...." Golden tears came from his eyes
"Frisk....I warned you....I begged you" he fell to his knees sobbing
"...."
You reach through the bars in his pocket and pulled out the cage keys you unlock the cage and slowly stepped out watching this grown drunk skeleton sob.
"...."
You hug him
"I'm not frisk....and this...this is the most I've ever had I think of you as a friend... Even though you're mean I'm still happy...."
You hug him a bit closer his eyes widen tears over flowing then is filled with rage he slaps you
"go back to your cage...."
He muttered you sigh going back in as you wonder...who's frisk?
