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My POV:
I woke up to a faint smell of smoke, a thin blanket covering me, and an aching back.
What happened? Why does my back hurt so much? I remember I fell asleep by that river but how did I get here?
I rose from the coach I was on and glanced around, various objects littered my view but what hit my eyes was a plate with strange tacos on top of it.
Tacos..? As in, Blue's tacos? The tacos that world destroyers fear? The tacos that even people with no taste buds could cry from?
I looked to them with suspicion. I'm definitely not eating those.
I now acknowledged the smokey smell in my noses. It seemed to overpower the room with the cloudy stench.
I looked for the source only to find a kitchen archway. Smoke billowed out in floods, the color was an opaque gray.
I left the couch to explore the source, the couch creaking slightly at my movement.
I moved slowly and looked into the smoke. In the mist of darkness, I spotted a blue and white figure moving in a rush. I hurried into the room that was probably the kitchen to see the stove on fire with a pan of strange black char on top.
I created water to splash over the fire. (Because they're the multiverse they can create stuff like Ink. It's just hard to control bcuz they don't understand it.)
"What were you doing?!" I cried out, my hands couldn't seem to stop shaking as the water sizzled, cooling the stove and fire down enough to see the form of a taco that was once just a black mess.
I'm in control.
"Good morning human! I was just making tacos." Blue looked to the pan awkwardly, "they look a little soggy now, but should still be fine to eat!" He smiled.
Is he serious?
...
No thanks.
" Human, why were you sleeping nearby a waterfall? I thought you might have been injured. Nothing to worry about, for I, the Magnificent Blue, brought you home and dressed your wounds." He looked briefly saddened before continuing to smile, although a bit forced.
"Ah, Thank you?" Wait... wouldn't he call himself Sans? He only goes by Blue after he learns about the multiverse. Did he already learn? Aw, I wanted to see how he reacted. Who did he learn from? Ink? Maybe, wait.. Why can't I just subtly ask?
"So.."
Fudge, I have no clue how to ask this, it's not like you just ask someone, "Hey do you know about the inter-dimensional space that exists outside of your world where there are other versions of you but not and that your technically a copycat of yourself from a different world?"
"Yeah..? I do. I figured you were as well, as I don't remember you here. What Au are you from?"
Wait, did I say that out loud?? I looked to Blue in surprise, but he only looked slightly confused.
What Au? How do I reply? It's not like I have an Au, I'm the multiverse?? Do I just like, say something? Dusttale? No, no no no. Then..
"Multitale. I'm from Multitale. It's nice to meet you."
(Woooh! I finally updated! I've just been crashing for awhile. I took a bit from Wattpad to focus on me and everything. I have been updating on Ao3 tho, >-> Ether way, I'll try and update a bit. :) )
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Becoming A Undertale Multiverse
Fanfiction??? was a fan of undertale heavily but when she suddenly got hit with a truck (because everyone dies from trucks when they get isekaied.)she was expecting to be dead so she was surprised to find out she had actually been reincarnated into Undertale...
