((This takes place in the underground AKA undertale))
"Mother will be so pleased when she finds out!" He giggles. Somehow, he had found a way to revive mother. "Cicero is sorry mother, but we have no choice but to... jump!" Once again, he giggles. Something about his laughter makes you feel uneasy and unsafe. "Ooohhh! Cicero has an ideaaa!" Cicero leaves mother. He comes back hours later with rope. "Mother, Cicero MUST tie you with this rope in order to lower you down! Cicero must!" Of course, cicero wasnt 'the listener' so he couldnt hear mothers response. He ties the rope around the metal coffin, making sure it was as secure as it can be. He wraps the extra rope around a tree stump nearby. "I shall say this again, Cicero is deeply sorry! Mother forgive me!" He slowly lowers down the metal coffin. He loses his grip on the rope, the rope all trails down into the underground. Moments after, cicero hears a loud thud. "Mother! Oh sweet, sweet mother! Cicero is very sorry!" In the heat of the moment, he jumps down. "WWWEEEEEEEEE!!!!" He passes out the moment he touches the ground. He wakes up hours later, when toriel is asleep. He fixes his jester hat. "Cicero believes we arent in Tamriel anymore!" He giggles again. He sighs when he realises he has to carry the large heavy coffin that contains mother. He wraps the rope around both his wrists to get better grip. Hours and hours of heavy pushing and pulling, he is finally in snowdin. "Cicero was correct! We ARENT in Tamriel! Heheheheheee~!"
He saw sans. Time to act.... Hahahaaa!
He thought.
((End))
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Poor Cicero,
General Fiction((To start off, Cicero belongs to Bethesta Studios, The picture isnt mine either)) "Cicero thanks you! hehehee!"
