Y/n l/n, a monster that can copy the ability of any magic used nearby, is great friends with the one who freed him and all of his relatives from the underground.
shenanigans insue
Y/n L/n, also known as copycat was currently looking at frisk, the human who had saved the entire underground, with a raised eyebrow.
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Y/n:... Care to ask that again?
Frisk sighs as he places his head on the counter.
Frisk: Can I stay in here to hide away from my Caretakers?
Y/n: Kid, I-I can't do that. If they find out, they might think I kidnapped you. And they are kinda hit first and ask questions later.
Y/n rubs a hand through the back of his head. But when he notices the sad look on Frisk's face, he sighs loudly.
Y/n: I guess I won't say anything if you were to just appear in the back of my shop in my office.
Frisk gasps and runs past the double doors giggling.
Frisk: Thanks Copy!
Y/n sighs as he rubs his temples.
Y/n: That kids gonna be the death of me.
Y/n picks up a glass and a rag and wipes it down.
The sound of the door to his shop ringing brings y/n's attention away from the glass as he looks at a short skeleton monster wearing black clunky armor.
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Sans: Hey copy, have you seen frisk run by recently?
Y/n sweatdrops as he looks at the shorter skeleton.
Y/n:(They we're really on his tail if they got here so fast) Na. Are you sure he came through here? Not a lot of anyone around to serve.
Y/n gestures to the empty bar with his hands.
Y/n:... So I probably would have noticed something like the Savior of all monsters running past.
Y/n says as he looks back down at the cup he's cleaning.
Y/n: While you're here, want some ketchup or something?
