Chaos had a secret that she kept from the Meme Squad, there was a strange mirror in her room and when she sat with her back to it, she could talk with someone that sounded just like her.

Turning around and trying to see them would break the spell, it seemed that they were only allowed to talk.

"And then, I started to use the frying pan, the pancakes that I was trying to make were already ruined so they ended up all over this guy's skull."

"Hahahahahaha! Nobody expects the frying pan!"

"Yep."

Their talks would last for hours, they would just sit there and chat about anything and anyone.

"My Sans had been acting weirdly lately. He's been carrying around an Axe and he vanished into the woods a few days ago and he hasn't come back."

"I know a Sans myself and that's not the usual Sans behaviour, well, for the Sans that I know but there is a chance that something must be wrong, be careful, okay?"

"Hey, don't worry, I'll be fine, Miss Mother Hen."

"But you do know that I can't protect you, we can't even see each other."

"There is more than one way to protect somebody, sometimes, it's by giving them a new name for them to live under or just being there for them when they need someone to talk to."

Chaos was silent, was that true? Could something as simple as a new name really protect someone?

"Well, in that case, if you need to, you can use my name."

"Really?"

Something told her to turn around and she did, her eyes meeting a face that matched hers.

"Thank you."

The friend with her face smiled.

"For everything."

The mirror then scattered and Chaos gasped, covering her face with her arms to cover it from the glass fragments and when she brought them down, she saw a scattered mirror in an empty frame.

She reached out and she carefully placed a hand on the frame of the mirror that once held her best friend.

"Goodbye _________."