A/N
I'm going to gradually rewrite this book now that my grammar is improved. Therefore, I sincerely apologize to everyone who has suffered from my poor grammar.
Now to the book, which will contain the following:
- This is not a happy book (at all!)...
Obs!! For those that dosent know who swapfell gold sans is so is this picture form google him. It is good to know him because he will be coming up many thimes!
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I've been refusing to eat for about five days now. The others don't have the same level of tolerance for hunger that I have, but I don't believe they have ever truly been hungry. Everything in this place is dead, so I hardly ever speak and don't bother eating.
Because I don't think the boss is dead—he just cannot be— I want him to start cooking. I want to eat his cooking. I was sitting on the couch, fixated on the television, but I winced when the abrupt silence was broken by someone banging on the door, drawing everyone's attention to the noise. With my ax poised to chop someone in two, I approached the door, but Swapfell G. stopped it. When realizing who it was, an intense frown formed and I was ready to dismember this betrayer. * Others sans au peeked behind Swapfell G. Starting at the conflict. The gang saw this and became even angrier* Everyone in the group had the same sentiment and was prepared to execute these traitors one by one. As I was ready to slice his hand off but got slapped by a highly concentrated negative aura coming from Fresh.
“Heya Brosky don’t do that!” Fresh said while placing a hand over Swap fells G.’s shoulder. Losing his 90s accent made his words even more menacing.
“I have good information that you surely are very interested in but if you don't cooperate I won't be giving it. To be honest, I am only doing this for Classic so I don't care if you guys despite us.” Swapfell G. said with a cold expression clearly showing that he didn't like the bad sanses and that he didn't want to be there.
*What Swapfell G. Said caught the whole gang's attention and the non-existing ears grew bigger.**Horror gestures for them to enter, with his body language and they gathered around the living room.*
“So what is the information about Swapfell G.” Error said while rolling his eyes showing the same emotion as Swapfell G.
“ Well for starters, we haven't betrayed your boss, since we weren't even fighting. If you try to remember in those brains of yours * Eros gets ticked off, showing veins popping out*. We were instructed to get a machine that classic build since it was important.” Swapfell G. said clearly showing disgust as he looked at the mess the bad sanses were in.
“ Classic isn’t a smart monster so how did he make a machine?” Cross said in an unbothered tone receiving death glares from Swapfell G., that it looked like he was the one offended.
“ Well of course your tiny brain would forget Classics background, if you knew I had a brain you would know he was one of the smartest scientists...and was working along with Gaster the genius. I must be hard on you!” Swapfell G.: said making Killer snicker because even he knew Classic was smart.
