Aesthetic Of The Day I Think

One Fresh, No Fresh (Chapter 8)

Yeah!I finally got this chapter done! At first, I wanted to have this the longest chapter yet, with over 2,000 words, but I felt like it just kept dragging on, so I split the one chapter into two. So, expect the next chapter next week! After this, there will be two more chapters, before this one is over. I don’t know what I’ll be doing after this, but I’ll figure something out. But anyway, lets get to it.

Asy belongs to @furgemancs

Fresh, Geno, and Error belong to @loverofpiggies

MommaCQ and herself belong to @alainaprana​

Ink (mentioned) belongs to @comyet​

Other characters and story belong to me, @leiselpizzatale​

Warning: Mentioned suicide, blood, blood clots, cancer.

"Ugh. Uncle Asy, the tie feels really tight." Fresh said, annoyed.

"It's not. Now hold still, I need to straighten this." Asy replied.

Fresh sighed, then tried to stay as still as his rattling bones will allow. It was the evening of seeing his brothers after so long. After setting up a reservation for 6 (with two on a temporary separate table), CQ called Geno and Error, telling them that she 'hasn't seen the whole family in a while' and 'want to get together for dinner'.

Finishing on the tie, Asy stepped back, seeing his work on Fresh. Fresh was wearing a light blue suit, with a neon-colored tie. Asy was wearing the same thing, except that his suit was a darker blue, and his tie had pictures of Band-Aids on it.

*knock knock*

"Are you guys almost ready? You know we have to be there before Geno and Error," Alaina's muffled voice said from the door.

"Yup!" Asy exclaimed.

"Yeah, we're ready. You?" Fresh asked.

"Would I be here if I wasn't?" Alaina asked back.

"No, you wouldn't," Fresh said, laughing.

After getting in Asy's car, they drove to the restaurant. After telling them what's going to happen, the host agreed, and set the tables to its places for the surprise.

Soon enough, Fresh heard footsteps from multiple people, and there...

Fresh froze. He couldn't think, couldn't move. He just stared at the three people who were walking to their table. The two skeletons gave his best attention however. They were both wearing suits, though one was also wearing a red scarf, while the other looked like the suit had a hood on it. Before he could get to see them more, a menu suddenly pops in front of his face, obscuring his view on his brothers.

Lowering it down slightly, Fresh saw that Alaina was the one who put the menu in front of his face. He also saw that she looked very worried.

“Hey, are you okay? You froze, and they would’ve seen you staring if they turned around,” Alaina said.

Fresh lowered his head, nodding. She was right. Because he froze, he could’ve ruined the plan.  “Y-yeah. I’m okay.” He finally answered.

After the slight screw up, they went and did everything as if they weren’t on a secret mission or something. They ate their food, and when it was almost time for dessert, Fresh got out his phone.

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He was having fun with his family. It was a great idea that his mother decided to bring the whole family. They would’ve brought Ink and his mother, but they were out of town to sell some of Ink’s new line of art. It was too bad, because Ink was like a brother-cousin, even though he wasn’t his cousin or his brother. If only-

Suddenly, his phone was starting to ring. He looked at it, but he didn’t know the number.

“Heh. Sorry guys, I have to take this.” Geno said.

CQ shrugged it off. “Don’t worry, you don’t have to leave to take the call. Right Asy?”

Asy nodded. “Yup. Go take the call. Who knows, it might be important.”

Geno knew they were acting suspicious, but he answered the phone anyway. “Hello?”

“Hello. Is this Geno Queen?” The man on the phone asks.

“Yes, this is Geno.” Geno replied.

“Oh, that’s good. Um, I was wondering if you would like to be interviewed? It’s for a grade I have to do.” The person asks.

“Sure. When should we meet?” Geno asks.

“Oh, no, I was wondering if we could interview now. I’m shy, and I only joined this class because I wanted to learn to edit stuff. I already have the microphone set up and recording.”

“…Oh.” Geno said after thinking, “I… guess I could do it now.”

“Great! Okay, first question. Who is in your family?” The man asked.

“I have, well, used to have two brothers.” Geno replied.

“Used to have two brothers? What happened?” The man asked.

“Something happened, and my brother, Fresh, had ran away.” Geno said sadly. He looked at Error, who had lowered his head. Geno knew it was in shame, since no matter what he did, Error believed it was his fault that Fresh ran away.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” After a bit, the man said, “Oh! You haven’t told me who also was in your family.”

“Oh, you’re right.” Geno exclaimed. “My other brother is named Error, and my mother’s name is Crayon Queen, but she likes to be called CQ for short. I also have Uncle Asy. He’s not my real Uncle, but it’s what we called him a bit after we first met him.” Geno smiled at the memory of when Uncle Asy first came into his life. He appeared to help CQ take care of Error and Fresh, and Geno on those rare days. Since then, Asy became part of their family.

“Okay, next question. So, I’ve heard that you have been sick most of your life, is that correct?”

Geno nodded, before saying, “Yup. Would you like to hear the story?”

“Yes please.” The man said.

“Well, since I was born, I had an illness that no doctor could figure out. I have gone through every medication, every treatment. It felt like my home wasn’t my home, just a vacation spot that I went to every time I felt ‘better’. The doctors said that I wouldn’t even get past my teenager years.” Geno said, sadly. “One day however, Fresh, the brother I have mentioned before, was going to get me my medicine. But then, I had started puking blood, and was rushed to the hospital.

“Later, Fresh wanted to show me his new Pokémon, when I started coughing really bad. I guess it angered him or something, because he ran up to my bed, and slapped me in the face-“ Geno stopped when he heard a chocking sound coming from the speaker of his phone. “Hey, are you okay?”

A few sniffles came from the man, before they said, “I’m sorry. I’m just not good at hearing when he hit you. I guess it reminded me of my childhood. The same thing happened to me, just in a different way.”

“Oh, I’m very sorry for that.” Geno said sadly.

“I-it’s okay. You can keep going.” The man said.

“Well, after he slapped me, I had puked out even more blood and a blood clot. It was bad that he did it, but my brother had saved my life.”

“W-what?! How was that possible?” The man almost shouted.

“Well, when I puked, I had broken a rib, and when they went to fix it, they found something that no one would’ve guessed, and when they checked, it was confirmed that I had cancer in my ribs that wasn’t seen until that day. It started growing inside my ribs sometime after my birth, and it grew until it was removed when I was fourteen.” Then Geno sighed sadly, “I wish Fresh was here. That way, we could have fun regularly, with lots of exercise.”

After a short pause, the man on the phone said, “Well, I’m sorry that happened to you, and I want you to feel better. Every time me and my  get on some sensitive subject, I tell a joke to ease the mood. So, would you like to hear one?” The man asked.

“Sure,“ Geno said, “What’s the joke?”

“Knock knock”

Smiling a bit, Geno said, “Who’s there?”

“Aren’t”

“Aren’t who?” Not hearing any answer, Geno tried again, “Um, Aren’t who?”

Then, from behind him, he heard, “Aren’t you going to turn around and greet your brother?”

Geno dropped his phone, shocked. It couldn’t be, couldn’t it?

Turning around, Geno saw a skeleton behind him. Looking at them, they really looked like an older-

“Fresh?” 

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Fresh turned toward to where Error was. Standing up, Error started walking toward Fresh, and Geno stepped back. Before Fresh wondered why he did that, Error suddenly slapped him in the face, almost knocking Fresh backwards. Holding his face, Fresh asked, “Why did you do that?”

“For all the things you’ve done!” Error said angrily, “You weren’t there when Geno had to go through surgery; you weren’t there for his recovery. You weren’t there when I felt sorry for myself after finding out that the police stopped searching for you.” Then Error started crying. “A-and you weren’t there when I was so depressed, that I almost k-killed myself. I,” Error sobbed out, “I thought you were dead!”

Not worrying about the feeling of burning on his face, Fresh walked to Error, before hugging him. Fresh could hear the sound of Error ‘crashing’ before ‘rebooting’, so he stepped back to let Error finished. When done, Error started mumbling, “Sorry. Y-you just surpri-“

“I’m sorry.” Fresh interrupted. He looked down in shame. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you, to make you feel this way. I just couldn’t handle it.” Fresh felt his knees weaken, and he fell on them, crying. Everyone instantly then surrounded him, comforting him.

This kinda makes sense. Masters was "betrayed" by Jack when he got that blast from the mini-portal, had to go to the hospital for ecto-acne, and got his social life killed (according to Jack). Masters probably felt like the world was against him, so when he got these ghost powers he decided to use them for his own personal gain, either by robbing banks or overshadowing people to give him stuff. And when he goes through the Ghost Catcher, he still has that mentality.

Where Plasmius was just formed in this man, either during the accident or sometime during the years in the hospital, and he doesn't know why this man is hurting and wanting to get revenge, all he knows is that his human counterpart is using his ghost powers for evil. And it only got worse when Plasmius finds out that Danny is just like him, but Masters only wants Danny, a 14 year old boy who's just got ghost powers a couple months ago, to join him in using his powers for evil. So when he gets separated from Masters, he wants to help Danny stop Masters from commiting crimes, and also teach Danny how to use his powers, since he is the ghost half of a halfa whose had powers for about 20 years.

When he pushed Vlad through the Ghost Catcher, Danny found out something surprising and not so surprising in hindsight.

What wasn’t as surprising was that the human and ghost halves of Vlad fucking hated each other.

What WAS surprising (to either Danny alone or both Danny and Vlad) was that Plasmius was the one preventing Masters from committing- well, committing more crimes and atrocities. Not the other way around.

Incredibly fucked up that you have to clean the dust off of fans. You are a machine that creates wind; get your shit together.

gays pls rb this and write in the tags how you've fucked up your hair during quarantine cause i just gotta know

Alright this is rly sad but here goes. I started doing my once-in-awhile bot purge from my followers list. And. I used to be able to just quickly scan and see the bots. They were the ones with default icons and generator-sounding names like "noun-girl-827". And if you weren't sure, you could click on the blog and it would be immediately obvious it was a bot because there's either just bad porn click bait, or nothing there.

Well. This time I had to give up immediately because I got like ten followers down the list and was having immense trouble figuring out who's a bot and who's real. Never ever used to see this but like 5/10 of the first few followers I checked on had just totally empty blogs. It wasn't until I'd already blocked 2 - assuming bots bc empty blogs - that I thought to check if they had any likes. And bam! There it was. All of their user activity.

We have people on this website now who have never reblogged a single post.

Y'all, I'm sure you're sick of seeing "you have to reblog thing" but you literally have to reblog things. That is how this website works. You understand that, right? How do you think the post you hit "like" on got in front of you? It wasn't because you liked enough things and Tumblrs algorithm figured out what you like enough to hand it to you. It's because you followed someone, a human person, who reblogged that post. And it came from another person who also reblogged it.

You are killing this website by refusing to interact with it in the way that makes it better than the other websites you ran from to come here.

Anyway, I'm sure you're all nice people, but I'm not going to play the "bot or not" game if you have an empty blog I'm going to block you.

Omg guys, me and my sister were having a conversation, and suddenly this happens.

The reason Remus hit Roman over the head with his morning start is he was a bit more of an expert.

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The reason Remus hit Roman over the head with his morning star is he was

And let your keyboard finish. Mine is

The reason Remus hit Roman over the head with his morning star is he was the first to comment on the catbus

YOU hates terfs

passing another imposter really feels like this

Woah! This is so cool! For a moment, I though it was zarla's work, until I saw that last picture with Sa- I mean, 1-S.

Comic inspired by the handplates AU by Zarla’s, the only Undertale reinterpretation that really touched me.

It’s not the most beautiful thing in the world, but at least we put a lot of effort into it(probably that’s what my teachers said to each other when I graduated). Tried my best to draw in her style.

@zarla-s, sorry for the dumb questions and thank you for answering them.

Wingdings: “DRILL” and “TAP”.

Versão em português.

Now some details:

Unintentionally, the very center of the comic is Papyrus’s soul.

I am pretty sure that blue magic would allow Gaster to control the hand but I find this scenario more interesting.

That thing is called “tap”. When a hole is done, you use it to make an internal thread so screws can fit in. This works for metal, I am not sure if bones work like that. Those papers are on display basically for you, reader.

They are fragile because they are hard, kinda like glass. They also are expensive. I think that Gaster most likely finds more upper halfs of them because the lower half would be stuck in something.

If I remember it right, Sans wasn’t able to hear Papyrus screaming, but I keep imagining he hearing a low indistinguishable sound and that is Papyrus.

You may think that Papyrus was too amazed by the idea of being tortured a bit more, but I think he was extremely confused.

You may have noticed(now you have) that Papyrus’s ribs are marking his clothes(if that can be called “clothes”), but trust me, it’s better this way.

I do have that yellow screwdriver, that safety glasses and that lamp(it is very usefull), the papers are actually part of my material about technical drawing, and the nametag was inspired by my mom’s nametag.