Frisk:**texts:UnderFell where u left me**

Frisk:why do u care?

Frisk:**texts my sans:come get me pls!**

Frisk:**turns and faces them eyes glowing red** dont touch me..

**spsens knife and cuts csge ooen and jumps out and strerches**

Frisk:hmph

Frisk:tsk

Frisk:**hiding in 1000 bo tles of mustard**

Frisk:h-h-he was warm a-and..

Idk

Frisk:NO I DON'T! He's just nicer than u

Frisk:**stops crying**

Frisk:*still crying*

Frisk:!!..*cries*

Frisk:**bits Fell Papys hand**

Frisk:exactly **the smell of mustsrd reaches Fell Sans**

Nooo ;>

-\\\-

Frisk:**has 1000 bottles of mustard** allll mine

Frisk:**sighs** i habe mustard sans!!