Sapphire Judge (Undertale x BNHA Crossover)

Chapter Thirty-Three: Gotta Go Fast (Part 1)

((Authors Note: |-| 4 |-| 4, Depression Go brr.))

Sandra looks over to Sosei, her one eye starting to flash an intense Blue-Green as he made sure to keep her distance, as well as the other Sans-Variants. "Whatever do you mean? Isn't it a lovely night to just come out up, and go on a stroll? It is cool out tonight- not a bird is cooing and a the flowers are all sleeping. On nights like this, it is nice to enjoy the open air."

Sosei advances closer to the group of girls, several of the guards or employees she had following close behind. "A stroll now, are you? Didn't you know you should check in with your elders before doing so? After all, you all are in a new city. You don't know what dangers lurk here, now do you?" The woman asked to them, keeping a calm demeanor.

"You are one to lecture us on safety, and danger, Ma'am." Nightmare deadpanned before pointing to the nearby mailbox. "After all, you did just destroy public property, and you can't use the excuse that you thought villains were nearby." The dark haired girl felt part of her eyelid twitch in general annoyance.

"Alright, new plan." Sandra sighs, before turning to the group. "Someone, please go to a different phone and call Aizawa Sensei. The rest of us just need to hold these goons off." The classic version of the Sans variant cracks her knuckles before looking to the rest of the AU's "Then again, we don't really have a choice do we?"

As Sandra continued to lightly taunt the enemy, clearly getting on Sosei's nerves, Dust turns to Nightmare, whispering to the taller girl. After a couple moments, a black tentacle comes from her back, and she scrapes some of the slime-like substance off the limb and clasps her hands together around it.

After a couple seconds of waiting, the peeled off slime forms into a black ball-shaped jewel.

"Thanks Nightmare. I needed to fix my choker. It looks kind of boring." Dust stated, nodding to the dark-clad female. She put the orb on the choker, before securing the strap back around her neck.

Horror and Killer were watching, as well as looking around for any other possible attackers. Horror had decided to be the one who would be running to that phone. After all, she got chased around by angry followers of 'Queen Undyne' in her own AU all the time. This was practically nothing, in her opinion.

Quickly running up behind Classic, she got in front of the original version of herself and put her hands behind her back as she smirks to Sosei and the men that had followed her. "Heya, toots, your attitude is REALLLY starting to piss me off. Maybe you should go and get some beauty sleep. Throwing a tantrum after not getting cupcakes for dinner is a lot of hard work and you are starting to get some stress lines!" Horror chortled at the joke, seeing Sosei visibly become more agitated.

Classic took the time to slip Horror the coin for the payphone while they were being distracted before walking back to the front. "Come on, Horror. Don't give her THAT much credit. Beauty sleep won't fix that THING over there." Classic pointed right at Sosei, before sticking out her tongue. "Look at it long enough, your eyes will start to bleed, don't hurt yourself too much! Maybe this is why there was such a small amount of mirrors in that place!"

Fresh walks forward, laughing a bit. "Ayo, yo-yo-yo-yoooo! Come on, ya' guys-r hoardin' all th-fun! Give someodda peeps a chance ta' get their say in too, broski's!" Fresh pulls down her glasses, the words switching from 'Yolo' to 'You're Dead'.

"You children are all getting on my nerves. Choosing you for this internship was a mistake." The woman glared to all of them, before gesturing her head over to her men, letting them know to go forward and attack. Several of them stood there, not knowing if what they were doing is what they wanted to do. One of the recognizable apprehensive workers was the one that given Epic the ice so she could pass over the

"Come on bruh- does like- no one want to just sit down and have a nice chat? Come on, I even brought my Fre sha voca do to the party!" Epic laughs, pulling several avocados from her pocket in her jacket. She passes one over to Cross , who catches it.

"It's an avocado! Thanks :D" Cross quickly turns around and throws it at one of the oncoming men's faces, laughing when he was surprised long enough to stop (most likely in confusion. The vegetable didn't seem to do anything though, just sitting there on the ground. Just as he was looking up, though, Cross appears in front of him, her eyes glowing as a creepy smile spreads over her face. "Hello again, buster."

Cross soon went into a 1 on 1 battle with the person she surprised, after tripping him and smashing his head into the ground, of course. She jumps back just in time for a long arm covered in spikes to come swinging at her. 'Bro, calm down- you're gonna get rough and bumpy skin from stress!"

As soon as more fighting started off, Horror quickly made her way up behind Classic, grabbing the coin they needed for the payphone that she needed to track down.

"Come on now, where are ya?" Horror still felt uncomfortable without her ax with her. Her as was practically her metal baby. However, he knew hand on hand combat with no melee too, so it wasn't so bad. She shouldn't rely on her quirk too much seeing as she has not used it all too much.

For being a little more bulky than the other girls, she was still good at running fast, and silently on top of that. She didn't have the luxury of rapid teleportation, rifting, hopping in and out of a void, riding on top of a stable gaster-blasters head (because gaster blasters usually reflect the user, her Gaster-Blasters also have holes in their head. That means that riding on top of them would cause immense balance issues. They would have enough balance issues as it is. They are still good a firing off their beams at intended targets, though.

"Come on, where is that fucker..." Horror grunted before turning around the corner and skidding as she sees one "Oh thank the Surface." She went running toward the phone, thinking back to the piece of paper that Sandra had with the teacher number on it. Horror, being the rough-worlder that she was, had a photographic memory (only if she really tried).

When living in a hostile world where everyone is a target, you needed to develop a variety of skills that would be necessary to survive in such an environment.

Typing in the number and closing the booth, Horror pulls her hood up, in a means to attempt looking inconspicuous. However, we already know that she would likely be easy for someone to spot. She, like many of the other girls, wore a blue jacket and black shorts. It would not be all that hard.

The phone rung for a number of times before someone picked up the line.

"Hello, welcome to the Hero Agency Hotline- where we assess your situation and send you pro-heroes to help you out- stat! What can I do for you today?" A woman asks from the other side of the line.

"Hello, can you get someone named Aizawa on the line, please? It is an emergency, and he told us to call him if something happened." Just then, there was a loud bang on the outside of the telephone booth. She turns around, looking to see two of the men that Sosei had standing there.

She shushes them, putting her finger up to her lips before closing the privacy curtains the booth had. Both of the men stood there dumbfounded before starting to kick and push on the booth again.

"Hello, may I ask who this is?" a tired voice came in over the line. "It is late, so it better be good."

"I mean, I am getting attacked right now, so yeah. Anyways, teach, it is me, Sandra's ... cousin. Can you- like- you know- send someone to help us?" Horror stiffened when the glass to the phone booth was broken "Aww fuck."

Aizawa knew that it was serious when he heard the glass breaking. He sighs, before phoning into the nearest hero-based organizations in the area the girls would be. He soon found out that there were none. Sosei was the only one that was there, and judging by the sounds of it, they were the source of their problems.

"Hold tight. I will find a way to get there as soon as I can." The gruff teacher stated, still somewhat sounding alarmed. Horror sighs, before she turns around, punching the men that were trying to reach into the booth before summoning her Gaster Blasters behind them, and letting the attacks go off.

"Gotcha teach. Just please- hurry up." She went to say something else but the line was cut. "Fuck it all." She grumbled, before looking to the side. "Fine, do you wanna dance? Let's go then."

(To Be continued)