Mistakes.

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For once, ever since you fallen into the underground, you had hope. Sure, thoughts of going back up to the surface always plagued your mind from time to time. But for now you had a solid chance of survival.

You knew Toriels little favor of the place you stayed in now would only go so far. So the thought of an actual place .. you were practically dying to find one.

You thought you could meet up with Muffet and ask her for some help on the matter. As you knew money would be a big issue. Especially when Grillby doesn't pay as much as needed.

So once you got that business card from Elijah .. things really started looking up for you.

You were also glad that there was another human other than Frisk. And he seemed nice towards you enough to give you the opportunity. Yet, working in Hotland was rather scary for you.

You didn't know how different it would be than Snowdin. So when you thought about it, it was difficult to make a decision.

But once that small thought appeared into your head .. the part where Snowdin was run by specifically the skeleton brothers .. it was your chance to get away from that. Start over even.

You didn't know who ran Hotland, and it should bother you. Yet it wasn't your top priority at the moment. At the moment, you had a call to make.

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Now inside your little apartment complex, you called up the number on the card. Hearing it ring a few times before a voice soon came after.

"Hi, this is Y/N. The girl you met in Snowdin?" You perked up as you spoke. Almost anticipating his words.

"Yes, yes! The lovely woman I met. I remember. I'm guessing you're calling because you thought it over?" He complimented. A small smile crept onto your face.

"I have. And I think it'd be a good idea .." You started to say. "I just need more details about the job though."

Elijah hummed. "Of course. Well, like I told you before, your boss with be Mettaton themselves — Do you know them at all? They're rather famous you know."

"Im sorry I don't .." You nervously said. Hoping this wouldn't ruin any chances.

"Ah, that's alright. It'll be a first timer then. Trust me they are very enthusiastic. But anyways, once you get a meeting with Mettaton, they will decide your position. As well as pay." He ended.

"When can I start a meeting with them?" You ask.

"I'll help you out with that one. I'll make sure to put a good word for you. Make sure you stay near a phone for when I call." He says, almost hearing him smile through the phone.

"Thank you, I appreciate it." And with that you hung up.

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"FUCK!"

A loud voice boomed from in their room. Broken items now heard as glass vases now shattered.

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