Frisk, now inside Toriels house, was astonished. Crammed inside a house were at least 20 other people. A small, armless monster kid, a small white dog, and even a talking vegetable. Each one wearing somewhat formal clothing, looked like a group. Frisk went up to one.
"Hi," she said, looking up at the vegetable. "I'm frisk"
"Put on some real clothing," he mumbled "you look like an ass" Frisk was angered, but refused to show any emotion. Suddenly, out of no where, Toriel shouted.
"Everyone quite! We have someone from Asgores gang, an he wants to see the girl."
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Mafiatale
FanfictionIn the dark streets of the underground, a plague of crime is taking over. Toriel recruits sans to her gang and fight Asgore.
