Dress (1)

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I chose the first dress, simple enough, yet elegant and seemed easy to slip on. As in put it on, not fall on. I put the others away and walked in to the bathroom, which was just off the side. It was a large bathroom, with a rain shower and a bath. I chose (shower/bath) because I thought it would be a better experience. I turned on the water and stripped to my undies, waiting for it to (heat/fill) up. Once it was ready I removed the rest of my clothing and stepped in. It felt nice, the hot water rinsing away the sweat. I soaped up my body and hair. Then I rinsed that away and (drained/turned off) the water. I grabbed a towel and dried myself off, drying my hair. Once I was done I put on the dress and gussied up, just a bit. Then walked out to the courtroom and stood before the King, Asgore. He smiled and stood up, walking down the stairs. But something happened. I fell, no... Passed out. I woke up in the forest, I had a brown cloak on, but that was the only noticeable difference. I was still in the dress and the (white/black) flats. I stood up, the blood rushing to my head. I wobbled a bit and caught myself with a tree. I looked up to see I was in the forest of Snowdin. 'Did the king do this??' I thought while walking to the all familiar house. "Bro, did you have any luck finding her?" "No brother I'm afraid no- ....." I could tell who they were. One of them was looking straight at me. "Sans...." "What, bro?" "Turn around...." Sans then swiftly spun himself around and stood stock still. He knew I was there. His face had that of pure worry, relief, and confusion. I waved awkwardly, "hello?" He ran towards me full force, but when we made contact, he had hugged me, and went somewhat limp. "S-sans? Are you al-", "where have you been...." He had whispered out. It was almost impossible to hear him, but I did. "The king- Asgore... He put me in a dungeon thinking I was you.... But he let me out- a-and look!" I got out of his grasp and spun the dress. Sans just stood there blushing. "I- I see...." He then grabbed my hand, "c-come on... Let's get you insi-" "NOT SO FAST!" The two smelly guards who locked me up appeared and walked over to us. "Sans the skeleton, you are under arrest for thievery of Royal property. I let go of sans' hand, and looked at him in shock. "Why?" Was all I could say before they took him away. Little did I know that the cages were magic proof.... There was no way for him to escape.

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