Chapter 15: Genocidal Girl with Hacks

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[2 Weeks Later]

Hank: Wow, I haven't seen Snow since....how long has it been since snowed appeared in Nevada?

Tricky: I don't think it has

Hank: Yeah you're right, why the hell are we here again?

GF: I want to go see this town called Snowdin but first we have to go through this snowy forest.

Hank: And why did you decide to go at Night?

BF: Well apparently the lights are amazing at night

GF: I want to seem them so badly! Snowdin is also really peaceful!

She hurried the three of us as she wanted to get there quickly. 10 minutes into our walk I got a bad feeling, later on I hear branch snap so I immediately grab my hand cannon and turn around, firing a shot at where I heard the sound.

GF: Hank it's okay, it could just be an animal

Hank: And if it is a bear?

GF: I-I'm sure it won't attack us

Tricky: Oooh I want a pet bear!

BF: Why?

Tricky: Hehehehehe

I put my handcannon away as we continued to walk towards Snowdin. However we begun to hear footsteps behind us so I placed my hand on my handcannon again while the clown was also ready to kill, grabbing his stop sign.

BF: [Grabs Tricky's Stop Sign] Wait Tricky! Don't!

GF: [Holds Hank's hand] Please Hank can you stop? We might accidentally kill a person

Hank:.....Fine but if they try some shit and they're going to be lit......with bullets

Both me and Tricky stop and continued to walk while still being on guard for anything this mystery person tried to do. Then all of a sudden they were behind the kid and called him.

???: Human, don't you know it is rude to greet someone? Shake my hand

BF: O-Okay

He turns around grabs the persons hand and what came out was a.....is that whoopee cushion? Who the fuck is this guy? Is he a skeleton?

Skeleton: [Laughs] The old Whoopee cushion never gets old! You should've seen your faces!

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Skeleton: [Laughs] The old Whoopee cushion never gets old! You should've seen your faces!

Hank:......Who the hell are you?

Sans: My name is Sans! I'm a skeleton! I know a lot of jokes! A skele-ton!

GF: E-Eh?

Tricky: I like the vibe of him already!

BF: Wait was that you before?

Sans: It was, my soul shook many times when the Ninja over here shot towards me. You have got great reaction time!

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