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•.°○𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘂𝗲○°.•

°○ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇɢɪɴɴɪɴɢ○°

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You watched in silence as Frisk stood at the counter of the barbecue stand waiting for the red head to acknowledge their presence as they were slowly dying on the inside from the spice (which was the weakest mind you) as some of his classmates were either equally dying from from spice or drinking milk to cool their mouths.

"Ah you again, here to complain about the spice levels? Like every other peasant with weak taste buds hhhm?" The red haired demon said after taking notice of Frisk who was on her tippy toes to even (barely) see above the counter.

"One-, One khuh- more pl- cough -ease." Frisk said handing money onto the counter as tears of pain swelled up in their eyes as some of his classmates in the background started cheering them on.
"Th- huh second spice lev-vel pleaase."

You just face palmed at this.

"Frisk- you're hardly breathing after that first one. How are you going to handle-" You paused looking at the menu spice levels raising a brow questioning it but continuing anyway.
"Boiling lava." You questioned looking at her from the side.

They however did not listen, paying for it anyway their second and most likely final meal.

The demon raised a brow in skepticism but shrugged and took the money giving their order to the cook.
"Good to know not everyone is a lost cause to good culinary street food." He boasted proudly grinning down at Frisk.

Was good culinary Street food even a thing? You wondered but shrugged, it wasn't like you were any master chef.

After a little bit of waiting their food, it finally came, the demon handing it to them before moving away, turning around to talk with the cook.

The other kids cheered them on to eat it and you just groaned and their brave stupidity (mainly stupidity) that they were going to regreeet...
Frisk huffed tugging at his shirt collar from the spice of the meat whilst her friends winced or cheered them on.

Yeah, as you said they're definitely going to regret that idea.

You sighed looking around noticing the other customers who'd bought here were either crying and trying to cool down their mouths or were literally on fire..
Atleast Frisk was handling it better?

"Fu-achachacha I can-t huuuuh- feel my hhuh- mouth!"

... nevermind.

As If the chaos of Frisk dying from the heat of the food wasn't enough a metallic spider leg crashed straight into the food cart she'd bought from causing everyone to pause and look at it.

"Huh, that can't be good." You blatantly said as you, Frisk and everyone watched in shock.

Before the panic kicked in and everyone started to panic, running around and screaming in terror, Frisk through out all the ruckus got tossed to the side the food flying out of their hand and onto the pavement.
You floated besides them eyeing them for any sort of injury before looking around for where to run-

"FRISK LOOK OUT!" A web suddenly shot out grabbing Frisk before they could react to your warning, trapping them as he attempted to unsuccessful pry himself out of it.

Unfortunately for her that was not going to happen so they were now trapped getting yanked into the large spider machine landing roughly on the floor as you got dragged with them alongside a large bull demon, oh wait is that dbk?