You get the picture.
Grillby comes out with a gun
"OK THAT WAS GOOD BUT PAY YOUR TAB NOW!"
that's better. I was gonna kick your damn ass if you didn't fix this story.
Pushed over the edge? How about pushed over the table while Sans f ucked you senseless —
Just wow. you ruin we are on the edge of our seats. you gotta be kidding me.
I just hope the whole restaurant doesn't blow up and burn down.
And this is the exact moment I knew that this fanfiction would LIGHT up my life and bring WARMTH for the rest of my days.