As soon as you walked on set you felt like you’d been punched in the gut. The neck tattoo was the first thing you saw and you thought there was no way it could be him. So many guys had the same douchey neck tattoo. There was no way it could be Trevor. You were so wrong.
“Y/N.” He approached you like a snake stalking his prey. Trevor moved his hand to your face, caressing it like he owned you and you squeezed your eyes shut, swallowing thickly. “Long time no see, princess.”
“Trevor, you’re needed.” A voice you couldn’t quite make out called him away and he winked at you as he left, dragging his hand down your face and to your chest as he left. As soon as he was gone you bolted from the set, running so fast your lungs burned as you tried to suck in air.
*Alphys asks Faris to remove his trench coat and boots, then go lie
down on the hospital bed as she leaves to arrange the equipment needed for the
transplant. Faris does as he’s told and rests on the bed. Yousra stands beside
him, taking his hand to assure him that she’d be there with him throughout the
operation. Faris looks at her and forces a smile. He couldn’t help but still be
nervous. His attention shifts when he hears Alphys return, rolling a machine
into the room. She places it between the two beds, careful not to hit the other
existing devices that were monitoring Andrew*
Yousra: *glances at her* What is that?
Alphys: *steps back* Th-This? *pats the machine* This is a
transfusion device. It was used primarily for blood transfers, but I modified
this one specifically for soul transplants. A little something I prepared just
for your friend. It’s concealed with magic, so it can be used like an incubator
to avoid soul degeneration. A-After what happened to part of his soul fragment,
I had to craft something that would keep the rest of his fragment intact during
the transplant, s-so I thought a blood transfusion device would suffice~ I made
sure to have it sterilized before we use it *she then comes close to Faris’
side* Now Faris, when we do the transplant, you will be put under sedation. I-It’ll
help you relax, and you won’t be awake while your fragment’s being transported.
But before we can proceed, I-I want to be sure that you are absolutely okay
Faris: *looks across the room toward Andrew* Do you think that the
magic I have stored in my fragment will be enough to heal him..?
Alphys: Magic does wonders, e-even in small doses. I-It’s been
proven to cure human ailments, including cancer. I’m positive your magic alone
will heal his body *her brows crease as she looks over Faris’ doubtful
expression* Are you that concerned about your magic?
Faris: It’s just… In my past life, our former human ruler fell
gravely ill, and none of our magic could heal him.. I’m worried that I won’t be
able to heal the donor..
*Alphys frowns over the mentioning of the former ruler, and she
bows her head, her eyes downcast*
Papyrus: *barges into the conversation* Faris, haven’t you heard??
Faris: *looks over at Papyrus* About what?
Papyrus: The latest update on human hist..or..ee..? *he quiets
down when he sees Alphys wave her arms at him, signaling him to not talk about
it right now* Ah.. Err.. Nevermind..?
Faris: Okay, what’s going on? What is it you two aren’t telling
Alphys: *flinches, and she turns around with a broken smile* Ah…
I-It’s nothing. Now’s not the time to really be bringing it up. W-We’ll talk
about it after the transplant.
*Faris squints at her. What was Papyrus about to say? Maybe it
really wasn’t the best time to talk about it.. so he let it slide for now*
Alphys: N-Now don’t worry about your magic. As I said before,
magic has helped m-many patients before Andrew. Trust me, I doubt you’ll have any
Faris: ..Okay.. If you say so.
Alphys: So.. are you ready for this?
*Faris doesn’t speak up. He just gives a little nod*
Alphys: Okay.. *she shifts over to gather an oxygen mask* I’m
going to secure this over your mouth. It will help you fall asleep *she fastens
the mask over Faris’ face*
Faris: *voice muffled by the mask* Will this hurt?
Alphys: You shouldn’t feel any pain. O-Of course, I don’t know how
it’ll be for you once your fragment is completely separated from Sans’ soul.
Faris: How comforting…
Alphys: W-We’ll try to make your passage quick and safe for you.
*his eye sockets begin to droop. The sedative is starting to take
effect on his consciousness. His grip on Yousra’s hand loosens. Yousra strokes
his head with her free hand to help soothe him. Alphys steps away to meet with
Andrew on the other side of the room. She has the sedative travel from the ventilator
straight into his airway through the nasal cannulas. Andrew gazes up at her*
Andrew: You’ve been a good doctor and a wonderful friend, Dr.
Alphys.. Thank you for taking care of me..
Alphys: *she smiles and wipes behind her glasses when she feels a
bit of water well up in her eye* You stayed strong, Andrew. I’m very proud of
*Andrew smiles, then shuts his eyes. He sinks back into his
pillow, falling into a deep sleep*
Alphys: Goodbye, Andrew.. *she runs her hand over his scalp, then checks
on the monitor, making sure that he is stable. She remains silent as she
prepares the transplant. She places her hand close to Andrew’s chest, and in
time Andrew’s soul emerges from within. It displays a triad of colors: orange,
green, and blue. Alphys takes a thin tube from the transfusion device, tipped
with a needle, and she carefully sticks the needle into his soul. She then goes
over to Faris and repeats, sticking another needle into the dark spot of the
soul. She stands by her machine and has her hand hovered over the switch*
Alphys: …Here we go… *she activates the machine*
*The machine warms up before it starts extracting the darkness
from V(Sans)’s soul. As the dark spot shrinks, it is replaced by a faint grey
color, as if the fragment was leaving behind a bruise mark. Once the soul is
completely filtered of the darkness, the smoke stops flowing from underneath Faris’ eyelids. Faris’ fragment now resides in the machine as it is being
transported straight into Andrew’s soul*
*Faris’ eyes open. He wakes up in a vast, empty space. He looks
Faris: Where.. am I..?
???: So.. this is what you really look like.
*Faris turns toward the source of the voice and finds a young man
standing before him. Wavy blonde locks cover over his forehead, and his eyes
shine like emeralds. His jawline is masked by thin hairs. He’s wearing a
vertically striped long sleeve and tight pants. Faris cocks his head, then
looks down at his own hands. They are clawed and seeping smoke, just like his
original form.. He has entered into Andrew’s preconscious, taking on the
appearance of his original body. Who he saw before him must have been how
Andrew looked before the sickness overtook him*
Andrew: That’s pretty cool.. You hold a close resemblance to the
Chiroptera. You know, bats?
*Faris swipes his hand over the smoked fluff around his neck*
Faris: I’m very familiar with that comparison.. *he scans Andrew
from head to toe* So.. you are the donor.
Andrew: *outspreads his arms* Surprise, heheh.. Yeah… It’s amazing
what the treatments can do to you when you’re fighting cancer.
Andrew: Come on, don’t give me that guilt. It isn’t your fault..
These things.. they just happen when you least expect it.. and.. it sucks.. So
that’s why you gotta live life to the fullest, ‘cause you never know what could
happen down the road.
*Andrew approaches him, extending a hand out*
Andrew: I want you to take good care of this shell.. and take good
care of yourself. You’ve got family out there waiting for you.
Faris: *looks down at Andrew’s hand, then up at his face* Thank
Andrew: *smiles* Andrew *calls himself*
Andrew: *bobs his head* Good seeing you, Faris.
Faris: … *his face loosens into a smile* Same to you.. *he reaches
out to take Andrew’s hand, but before he could grasp it, Andrew suddenly
vanishes* ..! Andrew? *he looks around* ..Andrew..?! *he notices his
surroundings start to waver and misshapen. Even his own appearance was fading in and out* What’s happening..?
*Andrew’s monitor starts blaring. Alphys whips her head over to
Alphys: Oh no… *she rushes over to his side in a panic* No no no
Yousra: *hurries away from V’s body over to Andrew’s* What’s going
*A group of hospital employees come crowding into the room.
Papyrus’ jaw is agape as he watches the employees scramble. He backs away,
giving them space to work. One of the employees pulls the needle out of Andrew’s
soul and begins applying pressure to Andrew’s chest in a rhythmic motion using
their palms. Another person removes the nasal cannulas and holds a resuscitation
bag over Andrew’s mouth, occasionally pumping air into him*
Yousra: What’s happening?!
*a rabbit monster gently pushes Yousra away from the activity*
Rabbit Monster: Miss, I’m gonna have to ask you to stand out in
the hall please.
Yousra: Tell me what’s happening! Is Faris okay??
Rabbit Monster: *tries to keep their voice steady* Please do as I
say and leave this room now or I will be forced to call security *attempts to guide Yousra out, but she slaps them
away with her scarf*
Yousra: No! I told Faris that I would be with him!
Papyrus: *puts his hand on her shoulder* Yousra…
*Yousra glances up at Papyrus, her eyes glazed over. Her body
trembles, trying to keep her composure. Papyrus looks back at her with
sympathetic eye sockets. Another hospital worker, this time a human male,
forces the two out of the room*
Human male: We’ll do what we can for your friend. Please wait out
here *he hurries back inside, sliding the door shut and pulling the curtain so
Yousra and Papyrus can’t see*
*Yousra stares at her own reflection on the glass. She looks
terrified. She had no idea what was going on, but she hoped that Faris would
pull through okay. Being separated from him like this made her feel sick. She
gets down on her knees and bundles herself in her scarf*
*back inside the room, the hospital workers strip Andrew’s body of
his patient gown, exposing primarily his chest area. The human male charges up a
defibrillator and asks everyone to back away as he places the electrode pads over
the chest and sends a shock into Andrew’s body*
*Faris is frantically looking around as the empty world around him
is collapsing. For a brief second, he spots Andrew before him. His figure flickers
a few times before it takes on a solid form again*
Faris: Andrew? What happened??
Andrew: Th-There’s no time.. please.. you must claim my body now..
or we’ll both die *his hand is shaking as he reaches for Faris’*
*Faris watches him, then firmly grasps his hand. Just as they make
contact, they are both swallowed by a bright light*
What's all the drama about? I'm genuinely curious. Whatever it is, I'm sure you're right. I mean, being a prophet and all.
Lol– well it’s really not about right and wrong, it’s just about understanding. Basically, when the Supernatural panel started at ComicCon, Jensen, Jared, Bob Singer and Andrew Dabb were the only people introduced, so of course– everyone in the crowd was like “Where’s Misha?” Eventually, when Singer starts joking around about how Misha has become too much of a premadona to handle, that’s when Misha made his grand entrance. He said that the people backstage forgot to tell him to come out, and then he brought this tiny chair with him to sit on, while everyone else were on tall chairs. The panel went on with them teasing Misha and Misha setting himself up to be teased, but it was all backed up upon these statements that were obviously sarcastic. Every snarky comment was intended to make the audience go “No! We love you Misha!” I mean, after watching it and seeing all their body language and facial expressions (which were all smiles, including Misha), it’s so obvious that everyone on that stage knows just how big of a fan favorite Misha is, so they like to joke about it– and the one who jokes the most is Misha himself. The whole things seemed like a scheme Misha designed to start a ruckus– and start one, he did.
Jared went on to even admit that they love teasing him but they are real, honest to god friends and none of it is fake. He was genuine and sweet and Misha looked so touched … I swear, the panel wasn’t all that it could’ve been, but there were some great moments.
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