In this book you will be a girl neko. It just makes our lives easier. You are a white cat neko named (Y/N). You love to draw and color.
The monsters have been free from the underground for about 1 1/2 years now. Lets just say that... the monsters an...
OK, today is the day I go to that fancy dinner with Sans... should I consider this a date?... nah. I'm in the Conference Room with the gang (I got a gang) and Frisk is explaining something... IDK. I stopped listening after Frisk said,"Hello everyone, take your seats."
I was SOOOOO BORED! I fell asleep after the first 2 minutes! I wake up due someone pounding on the table. I look up to see a very mad Frisk.
"Do you know what you're gonna do?" Frisk practically yelled at me.
"Um... Wing it?"
Frisk face-palmed and sighed a heavy sigh. A sigh that said,"I'm not going to re-explain or else we're going to be here all day."
I look at her and shrug. She got SOOOOO mad at my nonchalantness, it was more funny than scary. Then she went on and on about how I should take my job seriously and stop slacking off.
"OK, why are you talking to me like I'm Sans and you're Papyrus?" I say interrupting her," OK, I know I need to be serious, that's a given. But in my case, it's not a necessity. I got 4 people out of the state safely because I didn't go by any plan. Trying to boss me around and put me on a leash might as well put you on the same level as those scientists." I state to her, still with respect, but also a small bit of "I know me better than she does"
This quiets frisk down. I'm glad that tantrums over. There is still one question that's on my mind.
"Frisk, when's the fancy dinner thing start?" I ask. Frisk looks down at her watch.
"We have half an hour."
"Should we start getting ready?"
Frisk nods her head and everyone leaves the Conference Room and heads back to their rooms to prepare. OK, what to wear... what to wear. I think as I go threw my dresser. Eventually, I find a (F/C) T-shirt and a blue pair of genes. Add in a cute hat and... Done! I head to Sans to show and...As predicted, he freaked out.
"what? no! you can't- are you gonna do this every time?" Sans said a little angry.
"What? I don't have any nice clothes and besides, I don't do dresses."
Sans took my hand dragged me to Mettaton's door. After he knocked, the charismatic robot swung the door open and grabbed me. Like this was planned. Again he makes me try on dress after dress. After the 243rd, did he say it was perfect for a dinner party.
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( Pls excuse tribe lighting. I also drew this BE PROUD. The tale on the dress is any color you want)
"Okay! Thanks Metta!" I say over my shoulder to said robot. Mettaton smiled and clapped his hands. I walk out of the room and over to Sans.
