Shootout

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( 11:28 p.m~)

We came in money in hand, Muffet our favorite eight legged bootlegger took all four bags from us and put it in our vault. I smiled as Pap held me close as Sans smirked, "Good job you two....Heh making an excellent sister (y/n)". I rolled my eyes at Sans as Lulu came in with a frown. "We got company from the Hotland district..." Lulu said as we all got our guns out.

I held my gun as I and everyone got ready for a fight, that said a Rival gang came in. Probably Mettaton's fans since he still thinks I stole his man away, I groan and began shooting at the stupid idiots. They kept coming trying to cry out for Mettaton who was ironically not their but he did send a telegram how nice... I pulled off the bloody telegram from a bloody riddle filled corpse that Grillby made.

Papyrus came towards me and wrapped his arms around my waist as I read the telegram aloud. "Dear slut....I better see you dead and my Papy in my arms.....So you either give him up or die... Your choice Darling" I read as Sans and Papyrus scoffed in anger. I sighed and looked at them as Lulu and Grillby started cleaning up the parlor, I soon looked at my family and sighed. "Looks like we're going to war with a drag queen" I said as I looked outside the dark and now snowy night outside.....

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I do hope you like this sequel now your more bad to the bone and everything :3 maybe you can see Lulu's perspective more!

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