I Have Fallen Into Undertale

Drama King

Meterton has put me through hell! Like god, bombs, tried to chain saw me to death and attack me! Well, he's a murderous robot... Dumbass. As I walked, I noticed a resort, and it was called 'MTT resort'. Bro really made a resort about himself. I kept walking until Sans bumped into me, "Oh hey, kiddo! Want to come inside the resort?" He asked with his skeleton smile. I haven't seen or talked to Sans in quite a while. He was a really nice guy, but god damn he was fucking short!

"Sure! Thanks, Sans!" I thanked him. He grabbed my hand and led me left of this bright ass motel telling me that he knew a shortcut.

Sooner or later, I'm at a table sitting across him as he has a hand under his chin. "So you're getting closer to King Asgore, huh?" He asked as I looked to the ground. I didn't want the adventure to end. Neither my cheese... I needed to buy supplies.

I sighed as I looked at him, determined to ask him something that was bugging me. "Sans how the flying fuck did we go into a alleyway and get inside the glowing ass resort or the time we went right towards waterfall and somehow we got to Grillbys?" I asked he looked away as he sweated. He wiped his head and avoided the question entirely.

"Well, can I tell you a story? About a door I found in Snowdin?" He asked as I nodded. He puts his hand under his chin down and begins to speak. "A while back, I found this purple door when I was patrolling around for some humans. I decided to practice my knock knock jokes. So I knock on the door and say, 'knock knock'. Suddenly, I hear a woman's voice from the other side, 'Who is there?'. So, naturally, I respond, 'dishes'. 'Dishes who?'. 'Dishes a very bad joke.'. Then she just howls with laughter, like it's the best joke she's heard in a hundred years." He told me a bit of his story. I snickered at the dishes' joke as it was funny to me. No wonder why Papyrus hates his fucking jokes.

"No wonder why she would laugh... you're a charmer... and comedian!" He chuckled a bit. He cleared his voice and did a goofy wink at me as I snicker some more.

He continues on with his story. "So I keep 'em coming, and she keeps laughing. She's the best audience I've ever had. Then, after a dozen of them, SHE knocks on the door and says... 'Knock knock!'. I say, 'Who's there?'. 'Old lady!'. 'Old lady who?'. 'Oh! I did not know you could yodel!'. Wow. Needless to say, this woman was extremely good. We kept telling each other jokes for hours. Eventually, I had to leave, Papyrus gets kind of cranky without his bedtime story, but she told me to come by again, and so I did. Then I did again, and again. It's a thing now. Telling bad jokes through the door, it rules." He explained more, and it started to sound like he was talking about the goat lady... Toriel! So he does know about the goat in the purple gown! This lying bitch!

"So you do know her!" I exclaimed while I sat up but not too loudly, though. His eyes widened as he turned away and glared at me. It was a cold glare that looked ruthless. I sat back down and stared softly in his eyes. "Sorry... continue with your story." I apologize as he waved the apology off like he wasn't mad at me.

"No worries... Well, one day, though, I noticed she wasn't laughing very much. I asked her what was up. Then she told me something strange. 'If a human ever come through this door... could you please please promise something? Watch over them, and protect them, will you not?' Now, I hate making promises, and this woman, I don't even know her name, but someone who sincerely likes bad jokes has an integrity you can't say 'no' to." He takes a pause as he turns away from me. He had that stone cold stare, but he didn't glare at me... he stared at the floor before he turned back to me and continued on. "Do you get what I'm saying? That promise I made her. You know what would have happened if she hadn't said anything?" He asked me with black sockets. He gave a hard cold stare at me as both hands were under his chin.