Fells exes- fanfic,undervese au

Chapter: Morning Chaos

Fell sat on the couch, facepalming as he re-read the chaos that had unfolded in the Underfell group chat. He could already hear the others stirring, probably still laughing at the video Horror had sent. Trying to keep his cool, he typed out a message to hopefully put an end to the madness... for now.

Fell: "Horror, why... just why? I love you but stop with the crazy nonsense in the morning. I will throw my shoe at you, stop. You know I'm not a morning person, so stop. I haven't even gotten my coffee yet."

Almost immediately, the responses started pouring in, and Fell braced himself for the storm.

Edge: "YOU REALLY THINK YOU CAN STOP HIM WITH A SHOE?"

Undyne: "I WANNA SEE THIS. DO IT, FELL. THROW THE SHOE!"

Toriel: "Oh dear, that doesn't sound healthy at all. Fell, please... you need to communicate better."

Alphys: "W-why the shoe? A-a coffee would probably be more effective..."

Mettaton: "DARLING, I'D PAY TO SEE YOU TRY TO THROW A SHOE AT HIM. WILL IT BE A SLIPPER OR A HIGH HEEL?!"

Asgore: "Are shoes really the answer, Fell? I thought you were a bit more... refined."

Flowey: "WELL, THIS IS ONE WAY TO START THE MORNING. I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE HOW THIS PLAYS OUT."

Asriel: "Seriously, what is going on in this chat...?"

Fell exhaled deeply, rubbing his eyes. He wasn't prepared for the circus that this chat was becoming. He quickly typed another message, trying to clear the air.

Fell: "It's too early for all of this. I'm just trying to have a peaceful morning and NOT throw shoes. Can everyone chill?"

Dust: "Hahahaha, you know what you're dealing with, right? His chaos has no clock."

Cross: "Good luck getting him to stop now, Red. You're fighting a losing battle."

Fell groaned, dropping his phone on the couch. "Why does it feel like I'm the only sane one here?"

Horror smirked, lounging on the armchair. "You are the least sane person here, Red. You literally just threatened to throw a shoe at me."

"I wasn't serious!" Fell shot back, but the smile tugging at his lips betrayed his annoyance.

As the conversation continued to spiral, the underfell crew kept commenting with their usual brand of chaos. Fell gave up on trying to make sense of it, instead opting to bury his head in his hands.

"At least let me have my coffee first," he muttered under his breath.

Edge: "Coffee?! TRYING TO BE NORMAL IN THE MIDDLE OF THIS MADNESS?!"

Undyne: "Shoe or no shoe, I'm still waiting to see this chaos unfold."

Toriel: "Fell, perhaps it's best to avoid escalating things..."

Asgore: "Indeed. A shoe might not be the best solution."

Fell finally typed one last message before closing his phone.

Fell: "Fine, fine. I'll try to survive the madness. But next time, I'm throwing a coffee cup instead."

Flowey: "I CAN'T WAIT FOR THAT."