Sorry that I'm not using
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TRADITIONAL WRITING METHODS SORRY GRAMMARLY AND MY ENGLISH TEACHER
But uh I'll try but I uh suck so uh don't judge me ok
(DoN'T aSk wHy iT gOeS iNtO pAsT aNd pReSeNt pROGrEsSiOn)
KRIS POV
God, it's so cold out here...it seems to have afflicted me and Chara. The wind is howling in the distance.
"Trust me, Chara, take the jacket." Frisk insists.
"No, Friisk, I told you, I'm fine!"
"Like last time where you got frostbite and had to stand near Grillby for half an hour while drinking hot cocoa?"
"...Fine, I'll take it."
I only realize now that I'm shivering in the cold snow.
"Kris, are you okay? Do you want my scarf?" Ralsei asks.
"Th-thanks..."
Ralsei gently wraps his scarf around my neck and pecks my cheek.
"Stay warm, ok?"
"Jeez, if Lancer were here...we coulda talked about you toothpaste boys for hours." Susie scoffed.
"Okay."
"Wait what-"
I take out the Jack of Spades from my pocket.
"Ho ho ho! What's up, purple person whose name I know!" Lancer hollers.
"Hey! Lancer!"
Chara and Frisk stand there looking confused.
"Chara, sweetie, did this happen last timeline. Or any timelines or am I on drugs."
"If you have drugs, give me some. And a clove."
"WAIT GUYS LOOK AT THAT" Susie exclaims.
Susie walked over to the ground to look at a big branch.
"HOLY CRAP IT'S A BIG ASS STICK"
Ralsei and I laugh at Susie.
"Woah, purple lady! May I eat the stick?"
"Nah, it doesn't taste good."
"But I would still like to try i*cough* it *cough*"
"Woah, uh, Lancer, are you okay? You're looking a little...pale..."
Ralsei instantly recognizes what's going on.
"Lancer, go back into Kris's pocket!"
"If you say so, toothpaste boy..."
"H u m a n."
"Uhh, Kris, who was that?" Susie asks.
"D o n 't y o u k n o w h o w t o g r e e t a n e w p a l?"
"One more step and you're dead."
Frisk runs over to stop Susie.
"Woah woah woah Susie that's just sans."
"Wait...Frisk? Chara? Why are you all so...small?"
"Long story. Anyway, can you get us-"
"Hey, uh, Susie, isn't that the grocery store guy?" I ask.
"I ain't owning no grocery store. Gro, sir ree!" *RIMSHOT*
"Can you stop making puns and, uh, find a way to get us out of here?"
"Well, uh, you guys gotta look out for my bro-"
Chara seems annoyed.
"Yeah, boneface, we get it. Frisk'll have a date with him."
"Jeez, kid, you gotta work on your manners."
"So, uh, got a place to stay? A handwarmer? A CIGARETTE EVEN?"
"Hey, Kris, I gottchu-"
"CHARA, YOU CAN'T GIVE CIGARETTES TO CHILDREN!"
"Well, uh, you guys can go to the Snowdin Inn. There's only a few left...I think three or somethin'. Red eyes, go with Frisk. And stay, er, apart, will ya? You guys are louder than Mettaton's 1 hour tv show of children screaming on repeat."
"Hey, not my fault that they, er, make...noises..."
"OKAY THAT'S COOL BUT WHAT ABOUT ALL THE OTHER ROOMS COME ON I'M FREEZING TO DEATH" Susie yells.
"Jeez, come down, bucko. You four'll need to share two rooms."
"..."
"..."
"I can go with Ral-"
"I guess I'll stay with Noe-"
Writer: Hehe ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
"Okay, kids, have fun! Don't break your neck while I'm away!"
"I will!"
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512 words
Recommendations open until 1/7/24, I will take action on the first comment or two
A new Chapter will be released on 1/11/24, if I don't then
A. I'm dead
B. Writer's Block
C. My dad unplugged my internet