The New Judge...?

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PAPYRUS:
POLICE! PUT YOUR HANDS UP!

Classic? Classic?

Why aren't you at school?

Whoa, whoa, whoa. It's okay. It's okay.

BROTHER? WHAT'S WRONG?

[♪♪♪]

[SIGHS]

Is it the earthquake?

Can I sleep here tonight?

Classic. It's a weeknight.

You made a commitment to that school.

HE'S UPSET.

[SIGHS] Of course you can stay.

Dad? Yeah.

Do you really hate The Judge?

~~~

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

Yeah. I mean, with a vigilante, there is...

Father, please.

What? He asked me.

Pap, you know how I feel about The Judge. Come on.

You know that he loves you very much.


That's why he's tough on you. You know that, right?

Pap, do you ever think about moving out of Snowdin?

Our family doesn't run from things, Classic.

Yeah, I know.

GASTER:
What's that about?

PAPYRUS:
He's having a hard time, Father.

GASTER:
When it gets hard, that's when he's gotta stick it out.

[PAPYRUS SHUSHES]

[SIGHS]

[TV NEWS THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

METTATON:
We interrupt this broadcast for a special report.

Sad news tonight.

The hero known as The Judge has died after injuries related to another powerful earthquake in Snowdin. Multiple sources are confirming that Geno, a 26-year-old Skeleton operated as The Judge for at least a decade.

♪ I'm not runnin' Runnin', runnin' ♪

♪ No, I'm not afraid Of the fall ♪

♪ I'm not scared... ♪ METTATON: He is survived by his husband, Reaper, and his child, Goth.

Our hero, The Judge, is gone.

♪ I'm not scared... ♪ REAPER: My husband, Geno, was an ordinary person.

He always said it could've been anyone with the power.

He was just the kid who happened to get hit.

I'm going to miss him.

Yeah.

We were friends, you know.

Can I return it if it doesn't fit?

It always fits eventually.

(Miss you Stan Lee, you were a legend T-T)

REAPER:
He didn't ask for his powers,

but he chose to be The Judge.

My favorite thing about Geno is that he made us each feel powerful.

We all have powers of one kind or another.

♪ Of the dark... ♪ But in our own way.

We are all The Judge.

And we're all counting on you.

They're counting on me.

Probably not you specifically. I think it's a metaphor.

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