Part 1 | Segment 0.5 | There's Something About Snowdin Forest...

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A light blue, rabbit-like monster with soft fur stood before us. His nose was a bright red, and a small tuft of fur sprouted from the top of his head. He wore a yellow short-sleeved shirt with a single vertical red stripe down the center and bright red pants. He called himself "Nice Cream Guy." I didn't ask why he didn't have a real name, but when I glanced at him, he just stared back blankly, as if he was confused by the question.

Instead, I asked, "Why the long face?"

He sighed, explaining that no one had been buying his ice cream—until we showed up. His face lit up with joy at having actual customers, and to show his appreciation, he gave us a discount on the ice cream... or, as he called it, "Nice Cream." The twist? Instead of jokes, the wrappers came with a nice quote.

"Spreading kindness through Ice cream usually gets the most or at least the very valuable customers," His words not mine...

Polly: Wow, instead of 12G, he gave us this for only 4G.

Mani: Is that why you bought four of them?

Polly: Yep!

Polly: ...Do you want one?

Mani: Oh, would I?

Polly: Do you want one or not?

Mani: Ya-ya!

I handed her a Nice Cream.

Polly: Alrighty, don't drop it!

Mani: ...Mhmm! So tasty!

I squinted, noticing something in the distance.

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Polly: Wait... Is that Sans? When did he walk past us?
Mani: He didn't.
Polly: What?
Mani: Well, you already know this, but... monsters are made of magic and use it. He probably—
Polly: Used levitation so he wouldn't make any footsteps!
Mani: It's the only explanation... unless...
Polly: Hmm... It's probably best not to delve into it. We still need to focus on getting to the surface.
Mani: ...Right.
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I moved ahead, spotting a sign across the bridge that pointed to the icy floor below. In front of me was a large snowball, positioned at the start of what looked like a puzzle. The sign read: "50G if you can get this snowball to the end of the icy path. By the way, the game is called the 'Ball Ga—'" The rest of the game's name was scratched out.

I glanced at Mani with a grin before stepping up to the challenge. I gave the snowball a gentle push, and it slid across the ice, picking up speed. To keep it from hitting the edges, I dashed ahead and carefully guided it along the zig-zag path. It wasn't easy—I had to nudge it delicately to avoid losing chunks of snow as I went. After what felt like an eternity of near misses and close calls, I finally got the snowball to the end of the path. It rolled down into the hole, and almost instantly, a flag shot up, signaling my victory. Just like that, I was rewarded with the promised 50G.

Polly: Yeah! I did it! My fifty... Gold... 10, 20, 30, 40... Hey! It only gave me 45 gold!
Mani: It'll be okay, Polly! it's only 5G off it's no biggi—

I kicked the flag in anger and stormed off, Mani just laughed and told me I reminded her someone in my past.

Polly: Who? Who!?
Mani: ...

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Mani: Do you remember the name Ju-[interference]
Polly: What?
Mani: Oops, sorry I can't say that name, yet!
Polly: Damn it, Zell...
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Zell: Having fun, Polly?
Polly: YOU...
Zell: I know you are.
Polly: What do you want?
Zell: I just need to you remember your mission.
Polly: I know what my mission is! I don't need YOU to tell me!
Zell: ... There's an Item waiting for you before you reach "that" place. You will understand in due time. For now, I bid you farewell.
Polly: An Item?
Mani: ...Polly... Polly... Polly!
Polly: What, what is it? Did I lose consciousness?
Mani: You are about to fall, Polly!

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