Plans Of Action
*Frisk's POV*
After we had gotten some food from Leah who had gathered old cans off the shelves in the isles, G sat on the toilet paper rolls with one leg up to act as an arm rest, and his eyes on me.
"While you were asleep goodie-goodie," He said, laying back against the wall while he spoke, "Leah and I tried to figure out how we're going to deal with this."
Leah was listening in, and I watched her stand next to the toilet paper, leaning against the wall and looking at me while G explained.
"Ya see, there ain't no way we can convince Asriel to let this plan go. Not after you agreed," G continued, glaring at me on the last sentence.
I shuffled my feet uncomfortably, a bit annoyed that he chose to bring up my foolish mistake.
One that gave me so much regret.
"He won't ever stop trying to find you, or me."
Nodding in agreement, I let my eyes stay on G instead of Leah who was still watching me with a strange glint in her eyes.
I tried to ignore it, though it was quite hard to why she was staring at me so intently, yet so calmly.
She seemed to know something I didn't, and it bothered me not to know.
Once again, I tried to ignore it and kept my thoughts on G.
"So here's the plan," G said, sitting straight and putting his legs down while he touched his finger tips together, "We need to let the world see what Asriel truly is."
Still staring at G, the statement made perfect sense.
Though I waited for him to continue, or elaborate, yet he didn't and he just stared back at me with a straight expression that almost seemed humorous.
"... And?" I asked, getting tired of waiting for our amazing escape plan.
"That's it," He concluded, shrugging for a moment before going back to his normal position, his face still straight forward with a little smile.
"That's it?!" I repeated, furious with the fact they had all that time to think of something, and it took them that long to think up common sense, "No, no perfect idea? No plan that you already thought of on the top of your head? You have... nothing?!"
Leah let out a small sigh and pulled her lean body off the brick wall as she looked at me and said, "We have the idea of the plan, we just don't know how to get there."
"Get where?" I asked quickly, desperate to know what they were planning to do, desperate to know how I could get away from the Prince's sickly plan, "How do we 'let the world see what Asriel truly is'?"
G thought for only two seconds, staring at the ground, before he blurted out, "T.v tower."
Both Leah and I froze, and our heads turned to face him.
With his straight and calmed face, I felt a bit angry at him for not taking the situation more seriously.
Here we were, being hunted down by a horny goat and all he can do is stare and talk in vague terms.
Saying what I was thinking, Leah asked, "... What?"
"I said a T.v tower," G continued, laying back against the wall as he pulled out a cigarette, "That's how we'll do it."
The sight of the cigarette made my heart excited for the smell, making my lips twitch a smile and my stomach fill with bubbles.
Though it was distracting me from what was going on, and I realized it was distracting G too, which is probably the reason he was using it in the first place.
Growling slightly under my breath, I began to wonder why I still wasn't rid of him.
Would my love eventually vanish after he was gone from my life for a long time?
Everything did, right?
Going back on Bella, I realized I always had those moments of remembering her.
And Grillby.
Though perhaps love was different, and it would fade away.
Why would I want to love someone like him in the first place?
Thinking about it wasn't helping me, and I shook my head slightly to clear my thoughts and make room for what G was saying.
Leah noticed, and her eyes flicked to me quickly.
She was really starting to weird me out, though I knew better than to say something.
"We need to go to the top of this building, the T.v broadcasting area, and then we convince the producer about Asriel, and next thing ya know he's in jail," G explained, making small and lazy hand motions with everything he said.
"Okay," Leah said skeptically, "It's a good base plan, but we need to go into more detail on what we're going to do."
Grumbling, G sat back and listened, though I could tell how much he truly wanted to speak.
"We can go to the T.v broadcasting, except it's on the top floor and we'll need to find some way up."
"Elevators will be fine," G said, making me glare at him.
"Yeah, except what if someone catches us going on the elevators?" Leah said, once again saying what I was thinking.
I decided to finish the thought, and I quickly said, "If we want to get up using anything, we have to avoid the Prince and the Crew. Chances of that are very slim."
G smirked and looked at me as he cooed, "Ya scared dollface~?"
Being as honest as possible, and keeping my head high I confessed, "Yes, actually, I am scared. Because if we're caught by Asriel then I'll be impregnated and you both will die. So yeah G, I'm a little frightened."
There was silence, and only one pair of eyes were on me.
Leah's eyes were staring at the cement floor, a cold as the stone they are looking at.
I felt a bit embarrassed for speaking like that, though I kept it to myself and ignored the red that was spreading to my cheeks.
"... Wow dove," G finally said, easing the silence a bit, "Ya made the room go dark for a second there."
With my eyes glancing away, I stayed silent and waited for Leah to speak or G to continue.
Speaking seemed like an invitation to regret, so I kept my words inside me unless honestly needed.
"Though," Leah said, still staring at the ground with her eyes zoned out, "If we manage to make it past them, we can easily get to the broadcasting area and our plan will be sound."
Ignoring the rule I had made for myself only two seconds ago, I spoke out again and said, "But how are we supposed to get passed them if we have no idea where they are in the first place? We don't know where their looking, or what they planned on doing. We don't know enough to make any plan at all!"
"Then what do you suppose we should do?" G asked with a smirk, raising his eyebrow and taking a large inhale of his cigarette.
After he let out the smoke, I fought the urge to inhale the satisfying sent that begged it's way into my nose.
Taking a deep breath, (pretending it was to speak), I said, "The vents."
"Vents?"
"Yes, vents."
"How do you expect vents to work goodie-to-shoe-slut?"
Growling at the nickname, I clenched my fist to my side and glared as I continued, "The vents have to be large to let air get through the entire building. They should be big enough for us to fit through. We crawl through the vents until we get to the broadcasting area."
Leah shook her head and looked at me with thoughtful eyes as she explained, "Except we can't go up the vents, we can only go at our level. Getting to T.v Broadcasting would be hopeless."
"Then we wont have to go to T.v Broadcasting," I continued, ideas swarming in my head and filling me with terrifying excitement, "We just need to get to the stairs or elevator, and head up from there. It's perfect!"
"Hold on their dollface," G interrupted, taking in another mainstream of smoke then letting it out slowly as he looked at me, "A vent doesn't lead out to the elevators. Only to the stairs. And the stairs are an easy access to many people, even Crew members. Anyone who's using the stairs and sees us, will get us caught and killed."
This stumped me, but I didn't give up and let my words flow from my mouth fairly.
"The chances of them getting us caught is very very low, considering the fact that you could take them out in one punch."
Mentioning G's strength made him smirk, and I knew it was the right call all though I had to advert my eyes away from his face when he did, trying not to let my heart get away with my emotions.
Interrupting the small moment, Leah concluded, "So we go through the vents, to the stairs, go up the stairs to the top floor, to T.v Broadcasting, and then what?"
G's eyes stayed on me as he continued his smirk, and I blushed suddenly.
He said, "Then the rest I've gotten figured out. Just leave it up to me."
That's when he winked at me, and my face burned red.
Why was he doing that?
Why was he messing with my head?
I realized suddenly, that he was taking advantage of my confession, and was teasing me with it.
How selfish that was!
Taking advantage of my feelings?!
It made me feel sick and I decided to just turn away from him and his smirk.
"Right..." I said, trying to avoid any possible silence or chance for G to say something embarrassing, "Sounds good."
And it did.
The whole plan had come together, and I felt a spark of hope inside my heart along with the regret and interest in G.
The plan seemed perfect, and I could imagine myself free of Asriel, free of the Peace Plan, and perhaps, free of G.
Perhaps, I would finally be happy and have this stupid regret out of my life!
That's all G was, right?
Just an image to remind me of my regret, and my pathetic heart.
"Whatcha thinking about dollface?" G mused, his eyes lowered slightly as he watched me, teasing me with his sickly manner.
"N-Nothing important," I mumbled, suddenly wishing I could shove the words back in my mouth.
"Ain't ya excited for our third date?"
Jolting at his words, my head whipped around to face him, my heart fluttering with shock and bewilderment at what he had just said.
"... What?" I asked, my voice too quiet to satisfy me.
With a wider smirk, G explained plainly, "Ya know, this can be like our third date dollface. Just like the other two? Except our second one was long, I don't think I've ever been on a date that long before."
His words were making my heart beat faster, but I shot back, "I don't think you've ever been on a date period."
That's when he laughed, and my face burned more as my eyes quickly flicked away.
"Keep telling yourself that goodie-goodie," He chuckled, standing up and walking over to me, his smoke filling my senses with a dizzy satisfaction.
Standing before me, G smirked slowly and let his eyes lower as he stared into mine, making me blush more then I already was.
Why was I blushing?
Why was I letting my emotions run away with me?!
Then, he said very softly, "I don't care what you say... I'm calling this our third date sweetcheeks."
I swallowed the lump in my throat, and before I could say a single word, Leah blurted from by the vent, "And I'll be the third wheel!"
She popped open the metal vent while still looking at us, and smiled wide as she began to crawl in.
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