ENTRY #4
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Hello Magnificent journal/diary!

I, The Magnificent Sans, had forgotten to ask Flame for advice about my sick brother (who's still sick!!!). My worry is still here and refuses to go away!

So before I left to talk to Flame, I made sure to give Papyrus some soup! The lazybones was still asleep in his room, so I left the soup on his dresser, along with a note, wishing him better,

I arrived at Papyrus' sentry station, to see that Flame had beaten me there, and it looked as if she were staring off into space.

I was about to sneak up in her, but as the thought crossed my mind, she noticed my presence and shyly waved at me.

"Hey Sans! Good to see you again!" She greeted warmly.

I tried to smile back at her, but my mouth struggled to listen.

Flame seemed to notice right away and she dropped her hand to her side. She stood up and suddenly, I felt her warm hands cup my cheekbones.

"Is everything alright Sans?" She asked, concern coating her voice.

"I-I AM... I AM... I'M.." I struggled to tell her that I was alright, I felt my eye sockets begin to water. She seemed to understand my trouble and kindly smiled.

"Do you want to talk about it? I'm sure then we can decide if you're okay." She suggested, letting her hands drop from my face and to her sides.

I nodded in response and wiped my eye sockets with my gloved hand. We both sat on the sentry station and she looked at me intently.

"So, what seems to be the problemo, my friend?" She asked.

I looked at my feet that almost touch the snow and were hanging off the station. "IT... IT'S MY BROTHER, PAPYRUS... HE'S GOTTEN REALLY SICK AND I'M AFRAID THAT IF HE DOESN'T GET BETTER, HE'LL... HE'LL-" I couldn't bring myself to blurt out my worst fear for the moment.

Flame put her hand on my own and looked and me in an understanding way.

"It won't come to that, I know Sans, trust me. You aren't to blame for any of this!" She exclaimed calmly.

"HOW'D... how'd you know that I felt that way?" I asked, for once, I lowered my voice.

Flame smiled, "Let's say that you aren't the only one who went through this." She replied.

I looked at her in shock and confusion, I didn't think that something like this could happen to someone Flame knew.

"Trust me on this Sans, Papyrus will get better, and I'm no doctor, but I think that it's just a simple cold." Flame reassured.

"THANK YOU FLAME!" I thanked her, feeling better and assured of my situation.

Even though I heard almost the same things from others, it was different coming from Flame. The mysterious girl that I had met only days ago.

Suddenly, I saw a pair of green eyes on Flame's face, and more of her face.

"FLAME, I CAN SEE MORE OF YOUR FACE!" I told her.

Flame just smiled, "I guess that you trust quickly." She muttered, noticing my confused expression, she began to explain. "It's magic, I used it on my hood so that those who trust me can see my face. For others they can't see it, it comes in handy sometimes. Cameras don't affect it."

I nodded my head furiously, "THAT IS SO COOL AND MYSTERIOUS!!!!" I exclaimed, amazed. "I DIDN'T KNOW THAT MONSTERS COULD DO THAT!! IS IT COMMON IN HOTLAND?" I asked, wanting to know more.

Flame looked troubled, I noticed and my expression turned into a concerned one.

"IS EVERYTHING ALRIGHT FLAME?" I questioned.

She nodded her head and lightly bit her lip, "Y-yeah, I'm not really from Hotland, somewhere you probably don't know." She muttered.

"OH." Was all I said.

I didn't know if she was lying or not, but something seemed to be bothering Flame.

Flame seemed to have seen me think and told me not to focus on it, there were more important things in life to dwell on anyways.

Well whatever that means..

                              -The Magnificent Sans