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Sans Undertale was Sans Salvage all along? It sounds like a brilliant idea! After all, who could resist that alliteration? I was excited to see kintsugi at work in this post. Would she be able to crack the code? Would she reveal the story's deepest secrets at last? It looked like she was...

"Sure, no problem." Nate said. "Good luck with, um. You know. The thing." Oh, yeah. Great job with that. Super fucking comforting. "See you later, I guess." He couldn't get out of there fast enough. Hell, he couldn't get out of this shitty guild fast enough. He could probably ask at the front...

"Yeah, sure. No big deal." There was definitely no way Nate wanted to end up in the middle of whatever the fuck that was about. "And if you still wanted one of those stones, ah..." The one he'd given her was definitely lying on the floor of the lounge. "I can leave one in your room or something...

Well, here they were in the infirmary. Nate was torn over whether he should leave the zweilous to sort things out for herself, or hang around a bit. He didn't think they usually let randos hang out with people when they were getting evaluated for shit, but then the latias (which, as a side note...

Fortunately the infirmary was neither hugely far away nor difficult to find. Ordinarily the cutesy starry-hearty shit on the walls would have sent Nate off in the opposite direction, but no time to focus on that shit now. He could lament how everything in this stupid guild was terrible after...

Nate tried not to stare while the zweilous picked up her comatose head and settled it on her back. Not that it would have mattered if he stared because, you know, blind. Fuck. That really wasn't what he needed to be focusing on right now. That really-- "Uh!" He started when the zweilous spoke...

"Oh, shit, yeah, hydreigon are fucking awesome," Nate said wistfully. "Wish I could have seen one in person sometime, but obviously you don't get none in Kanto very--" He was interrupted by the thud of the shade-stone when it fell from the deino's mouth. She was glowing. And growing. Fucking...

"Holy shit, a psychic? Like, a real psychic, can move stuff with your mind and shit? Like Sabrina?" Sabrina... was fucking creepy. So he very much hoped not. "Well, I guess if you're used to sharing brains, you're all ready to evolve into zweilous, right? That's gotta be pretty badass." Well...

Right. Blind. Jesus, he was an asshole. "Uh, yeah," Nate said. "I dunno about ghosts, but the shades seem to like them pretty well. But you've gotta watch out, they set up some kind of psychic link to you, and once they do you can't get rid of them. Not a good idea if you're going to be weirded...

Familiars? Nate thought the deino'd been asking him if he had fucking cancer or some shit. "Familiar" didn't ring any fucking bells, either. But maybe she meant shades? They were kind of like that. Psychic bond and all. Wait, yeah, he had picked up some extra shade-stones, hadn't he? Nate...

Kwee-what? Now that he'd had a moment to calm down a bit, Nate thought he recognized her, at least. Deino, yeah. He'd seen her around now and again. Pretty quiet one. And if she was as lucky as some of their other teammates, she'd probably be evolving soon. Being blind had to suck, but if you...

Nate jumped and slammed the refrigerator shut. Goddammit, this is what he got for not cutting out when he had the chance. Guess people were coming back from the party already. "Who the fuck wants to know?" he asked. Hopefully not the rightful owner of the pizza he'd been eating.

After leaving Silver to his books, Nate had every intention of getting the hell out of the guild before things started, well, poppin' around here again. (Fucking hell, the place was even starting to turn him stupid.) Hustling down the large, quiet corridors, though, he started to reconsider...