Fells exes- fanfic,undervese au

Chapter: The Fallout in the Group Chat

The Underfell group chat was chaos incarnate, as expected. Fell had fired off his snarky retorts, and now, his phone was lighting up with an endless barrage of reactions.

Fell leaned back in his chair, casually sipping a drink, while Dust, Killer, Cross, Horror, and Nightmare all sat around, waiting for updates.

Killer leaned forward. "So? What's the verdict? Did your one-liners break them yet?"

Fell smirked. "Oh, they're losing it. Listen to this." He scrolled to the first message.

Toriel: "LOWER?! HOW COULD YOU POSSIBLY GO LOWER? ARE YOU GOING TO DATE A ROCK NEXT?!"

Killer burst out laughing. "She's not wrong. A rock might actually be safer."

Undyne: "THIS IS WHY I CAN'T STAND YOU! WHO EVEN SAYS SOMETHING LIKE THAT?!"

Dust snickered. "You've officially broken her. Congrats."

Asgore: "Fell, that's not exactly the most inspiring thing to say about yourself..."

Fell rolled his eyes. "Yeah, thanks, Dad."

Flowey: "HAHAHAHAHA! OH MY GOD, THIS IS AMAZING. YOU'RE MY NEW FAVORITE PERSON. KEEP GOING!"

Horror tilted his head. "At least someone's on your side."

Mettaton: "Darling, you're ICONIC. But honestly, are you trying to actively cause drama? Because it's working beautifully."

Fell smirked. "Mettaton gets it."

Alphys: "Wait, hold on—this just gave me a GREAT idea for a fanfic. Can I use that line for a character?!"

Cross groaned. "Why is she like this?"

Asriel: "I don't know what's happening, but... I hope you're okay?"

Fell sighed. "Poor kid's trying his best."

Edge: "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! DEAL WITH IT?! THIS IS YOUR RESPONSE? DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW INFURIATING YOU ARE?!"

Fell smirked. "There it is. The highlight of the day."

Toriel (again): "NO. WE WILL NOT 'DEAL WITH IT,' YOU LITTLE GREMLIN. YOU ARE IMPOSSIBLE."

Dust doubled over in laughter, clutching his sides. "She called you a gremlin. That's perfect."

Undyne (again): "DON'T THINK THIS IS OVER. I'M GOING TO DRAG YOU BACK HERE AND MAKE YOU APOLOGIZE TO EVERYONE. YOU CAN'T JUST DATE A HUMAN-EATING PSYCHO AND SAY 'DEAL WITH IT!' "

Horror smirked at that. "At least they're consistent."

Fell sat back, scrolling through more of the endless tirade. "And then there's this..." He pointed to Edge's latest messages.

Edge (again): "I GIVE UP. I OFFICIALLY GIVE UP. YOU WIN, FELL. I HOPE YOU AND HORROR LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER. ENJOY BEING A MENACE TO SOCIETY TOGETHER."

Killer whistled. "Ouch. That's dramatic, even for Edge."

Dust leaned back, crossing his arms. "So, how are you planning to respond this time?"

Fell smirked, typing quickly. "Already did."

Dust raised an eyebrow. "What'd you say?"

Fell turned his phone around, revealing his response:

Fell: "I am a gremlin. Deal with it."

The room erupted into laughter. Even Nightmare cracked a small, rare smirk.

Fell chuckled. "Let's see how long it takes them to recover from that one."

And with that, Fell leaned back, fully prepared to keep the chaos going, while his Underfell "family" struggled to process just how utterly unbothered he truly was.