(Were this someone besides Chara, Eddie might have thought they were pulling his leg. He also knew a little about Sans world, and enough to register that monsters were very much a thing there.
That feeling rises up in his stomach. That nervous, itching anxiety that wasn't so dissimilar to the feeling he'd gotten when Mr. Keene had begun to tell him that he wasn't sick. Not quite though. Chara didn't horrify him like Mr. Keene had, wasn't threatening him with those dry eyes and smile that said Yeah, Eddie, you're a fucking nutcase. You got it, buddy.
But it was that trepidation of the truth that Eddie wasn't so sure he was ready for, or that he even wanted. Truths, at times, could be much worse than any lie. The truth of It, the truth that Bill had shared with them that day at the Barrens when he first decided to confide about Georgie's picture.
It made Eddie's stomach churn just thinking about it all. And that feeling was here right now. (Stop talking, please, you don't have to tell me this.)
The worst part is that Eddie doesn't fully distrust the story. His closeness to Sans is genuine, but the disadvantage is that of the Adult.
Adults were notorious for breaking promises. They were good at failing children, even when they had all the power in the world to stop. Like that man who had been too scared of Henry Bowers to do a damn thing but stand there and watch while Henry pounded gravel in Eddie's face.)
What is it about growing up that makes people ignore the things that they could do? Adults have all this power but they never
Why do they never use it?
(He doesn't expect Chara to answer, not really, but Eddie felt stressed, felt upset. Adults were so, so cruel.)
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That feeling rises up in his stomach. That nervous, itching anxiety that wasn't so dissimilar to the feeling he'd gotten when Mr. Keene had begun to tell him that he wasn't sick. Not quite though. Chara didn't horrify him like Mr. Keene had, wasn't threatening him with those dry eyes and smile that said Yeah, Eddie, you're a fucking nutcase. You got it, buddy.
But it was that trepidation of the truth that Eddie wasn't so sure he was ready for, or that he even wanted. Truths, at times, could be much worse than any lie. The truth of It, the truth that Bill had shared with them that day at the Barrens when he first decided to confide about Georgie's picture.
It made Eddie's stomach churn just thinking about it all. And that feeling was here right now. (Stop talking, please, you don't have to tell me this.)
The worst part is that Eddie doesn't fully distrust the story. His closeness to Sans is genuine, but the disadvantage is that of the Adult.
Adults were notorious for breaking promises. They were good at failing children, even when they had all the power in the world to stop. Like that man who had been too scared of Henry Bowers to do a damn thing but stand there and watch while Henry pounded gravel in Eddie's face.)
What is it about growing up that makes people ignore the things that they could do? Adults have all this power but they never
Why do they never use it?
(He doesn't expect Chara to answer, not really, but Eddie felt stressed, felt upset. Adults were so, so cruel.)