10 if its available - I would like my main OC used in this

Frisk: ...now that you put it that way... I would want to leave either...

Frisk: woah. I actually never knew you liked it down here...

Mettaton: GOOD ENOUGH.

Alphys: ...hm? Oh hey... I just came here to go for a little walk...hey... how do you guys feel that your about to meet asgore?

Frisk: Oh, the king? Already? Hm. I can finally go home...

Mettaton: OOH!! WHY SU- NOBODY PASSES THIS DOOR!!

Frisk: sorry but we have to. *grabs KK's hand throws him under Mettaton's legs* Bye Mettaton! Amazing show. 5 stars. Bye! *slides under Mettaton's legs*

Mettaton: OOOH! IM NOT HERE TO HURT YOU! JUST TO PUT ON A LITTLE SHOWW!!! YESSS!!

Frisk: *claps* wOoO!

Burgerpants: mhm... thanks...

Frisk: hey look! Another dark room... wonderful...

Mettaton: HELLO!!! WELCOME TO YOUR... PRIVATE SHOW!!!

Frisk: yay...? Wait WHAT IS THAT- *points north so Mettaton turns around*

Mettaton: HM??

*Click!*
Mettaton: OOH! YOU WANTED THE SHOW TO START EARLY, HM?? WELL LETS SHOW YOU... MY FINAL FORM!

Frisk: :0

BurgerPants: mettaton forced me to make this and sell it. Or else he will bring me out to his car and he will play a playlist of songs about how bad I am at my job.

Frisk: *holding in a laugh* pffft-

Frisk: Alright, let's go.

/we take a long walk...\

Frisk: hey look, a restaurant. Want anything? I'm getting a few starfaints- what. WHY DO YOU HAVE STAKE IN THE SHAPE OF METTATON'S FACE?!

BurgerPants: we said don't ask.

Frisk: ok. I'll take it. Here, KK, I got you a starfaint.

Frisk: you do that. I'm just gonna be chatting with the royal guards. So. You like jazz?

RG1: not really, no.

Frisk: ...never talk to me again

RG1: ...*RG1's ATK and DEF raised greatly!* (💧-o-)

Glad you like it (°v• )

10/10 :D

Alphys: 👍

Frisk: I think we are going to be okay continuing the way that we are. *the pair of two continue for a while...UNTIL*

RG1: Yo. bro. I don't want to alarm you but there is a person around in a striped shirt with a friend around that we need to deal with.

RG2: yeah, so we kinda need to go back now. *the four of us start walking back for about 5 seconds*

RG1: wait... bro... look at their shirt. Oh uh, change of plans, we kind of need to like, kill you.

Frisk: C'mon guys. I know you don't want to fight us.

RG1: ...

Frisk: here uh, your armor is a little messy. Let me just polish it for you...

Coolio. "123 123 apple banana orange yesnt yesnt i feel so 🆒️ because I said yesn't-"

Maybe tomorrow. Since its new years eve, its monopoly night B)

I'm beating my dad so bad rn

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Swag. I'm gonna go out on my front deck with my dad and play auld lang syne as loud as we can on the clarinet.

No I didn't mean to put that there. It said 'Lol i wasted 3 hours of my life to memorize Wingdings'

yey