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Chapter 7 Part 2: ITS JUST A BUNCH OF PANTS

(The title has nothing to do with this chapter)

3rd Person View

(G/N) ended that portal's whole career as she opened the portal with her bare hands.

"How do you even pull apart the fabric of the universe with your bare hands?" Chara asked.

"I. Don't. Know." (G/N) replied to her.

Frisk was getting impatient. "Come on! Let's get in the portal!"

The 3 of them went into the portal and saw that ITS JUST A BUNCH OF PANTS

Take 2

The 3 of them went into the portal and saw a house. Not just any house though...

"MY HOUSE!" (G/N) was overjoyed to be "home". "Wait a second... this was the same house that was in the portal in the Pikmin universe!" (I'm too lazy to make a flashback scene. If you read the first book, you know what's going on.)

Frisk whispered to Chara. "Do you have any idea what she's babbling on about?"

"Not a clue..."

"Ok, Frisk, Chara. There's probably some evil space monster thingy ma-bobber in there, so when I count to three, charge in."

"Um... (G/N), since I'm... you know, A GHOST! What can little ol me do!?" Chara complained.

Frisk tried to come up with a solution. "Moral... support...?"

"3!" (G/N) shouted!

The three of them barged in to the house with there best battle cries, and the monster thing that was in the house was...

"EVERYONE IS HERE!?" The three of them said simaltainiously. [Smash Ultimate theme plays]

Papyrus has gotten spaghetti everywhere in the house, Undyne was trying to spar with the Roomba, Asgore was growing plants IN THE WALLS, Alphys was trying to dismantle the high tech and expensive toilet (let's just say that one plumber wouldn't suffice the mess that was made with the flooding), Toriel was trying to cook pie in the DVD player, which caused pie to be flung everywhere, and Sans was somehow sleeping ON THE CEILING.

"EVERYBODY STAAAAHP!!!" (G/N) shouted at the top of her lungs.

And everyone stopped in the exact place they were.

Papyrus was shouting every word he said, as usual. "UH, I SEEM TO BE STUCK. IF I COULD MOVE, YOU'D BET THE GREAT PAPYRUS COULD CLEAN UP ALL THIS MESS!"

(G/N) looked at her hands. "I didn't know I could do that with my telekinesis!"

"That's because you didn't do it with your telekinesis." Someone said.

"Wha-who's there...?" Frisk replied back.

The speaker of the ominous voice showed their true form. It was not a person they were not familiar with, but instead it was (Y/N) as a ghost!

"Ok ok, yeah, unexpected, but I have tested out this... pocket dimension! Haven't come up with a name for it though. This was the same portal as in the last book- I MEAN the Pikmin dimension! In this place it gives powers to the creators of the place, which, because of our presence in the Pikmin world, were me and you, (G/N)!" (Y/N) continued.

But then Alphys proposed a question. "Wait, w-weren't you two in, s-separate dimension a-at the time, so wouldn't y-you have created separate pocket dimensions?"

"Yeah, we did, but since we were together in this singular dimension, they fused together into one big ol' mess!" (Y/N) replied.

"Wait," (G/N) started "Why did you say 'book'?"

(Y/N) then suddenly stopped time for everyone except him and (G/N).

"NYEH! STOP FORGETTING ME AUTHOR!" Papyrus raged.

"Look, these powers made me omnipresent and self-aware, so I know I'm in a Wattpad story and I'm not real. Just a figment of imagination. Also Papyrus knows it too." (Y/N) explained.

(G/N) said "OOOOOOOOOOH."

(Y/N) granted (G/N) omnipresence.

Since we're omnipresent, we're not going to use quotations.

Oh, ok. But what now? This story means nothing to us now!

It's time to move on. I think I'm going to write a book on Wattpad.

Well good luck with that (Y/N).

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So yeah. I'm also (Y/N)! (A/N) and (Y/N) are the same being. So does that mean you're writing the story...? You can't because you're reading it right now, but... but... AWW FORGET IT! Sorry for the lazy ending, but I'm going to create a new book that is not connected to these past 2 books in any way, shape, or form.