[Live like runaways. The exciting, romantic idea of runaways, not the reality where you loiter in a Denny's or huddle behind a dumpster or under a bridge trying to pretend a package of Twinkies is enough to make you feel full. The kind where you ride trains and have adventures and live in a forest sometimes.]
No such thing as custody or law, or... or fate. Just us. We could go anywhere. Everywhere. Eat what we want, sleep when we want. We could be like Chihiro, only we never have to go back to the real world.
Bet Sans'd be super jealous if he heard we were gonna go live in space, huh?
[They know they're being fake. That's not how it works in the real world, kiddo. Life's harsher than that. But it's... it's a comforting fantasy. The kind of fantasy that they wove when they hid under the bed trying to bury themselves in a book. The feeling of not belonging anywhere, and therefore being utterly free. Escaping so utterly from the things that trap you that they can never sink their claws into you again.]
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[Live like runaways. The exciting, romantic idea of runaways, not the reality where you loiter in a Denny's or huddle behind a dumpster or under a bridge trying to pretend a package of Twinkies is enough to make you feel full. The kind where you ride trains and have adventures and live in a forest sometimes.]
No such thing as custody or law, or... or fate. Just us. We could go anywhere. Everywhere. Eat what we want, sleep when we want. We could be like Chihiro, only we never have to go back to the real world.
Bet Sans'd be super jealous if he heard we were gonna go live in space, huh?
[They know they're being fake. That's not how it works in the real world, kiddo. Life's harsher than that. But it's... it's a comforting fantasy. The kind of fantasy that they wove when they hid under the bed trying to bury themselves in a book. The feeling of not belonging anywhere, and therefore being utterly free. Escaping so utterly from the things that trap you that they can never sink their claws into you again.]