*insert cool battle music here*

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Duck! Slide left! Jump! Step right! Backstep! Fall down!

Wow, great start to a chapter me. Anyway, on with the show!


Asgore POV:

I felt tingling at my feet, I looked down and saw bones rising upwards! I hopped out of the way just as they shot up from the ground! *thew thew thew thew thew!* I turned and saw five bones heading for me! I stepped left for one, ducked down to avoid the next, spread my legs as one passed through the arch my legs made.

I turned back and saw one heading straight for my head! I threw my head backwards, narrowly missing the bone. I looked for the last one but didn't see it.

Asgore looked left and right for the bone but found nothing. *thunk* He felt a sharp pain in his upper body as he found a bone laying on the ground behind him, a bruise where it had landed.

"heh, ha, ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" sans exclaimed. "oh man, im sorry bro..." sans chuckled.

"Sans!" Asgore shouted. "WTF?!"

sans coughed. "its been a long time since i ever fought anyone. ill go easy dont worry."

Toriel ran foward. "sans! Don't hurt Asgore! And Asgore! Stop being a butt!" she shouted.

sans turned toward Toriel and shrugged. "hey, he started it!" he said pointing toward Asgore.

"And I'm the one who'll end it!" Asgore shouted charging at sans.

sans just yawned and stood in place. As soon as Asgore swung, sans stepped right. Asgore stumbled foward and stared at sans in awe.

"heh" sans chuckled. "you think im just gonna stand there and take it?"

*weeeeeeeeeeee...* Asgore spin around to see the skull of a dragon opening its mouth, a white ball of energy inside. He quickly rolled to the side, just as the beam of light shot at the spot where he was standing, leaving a smoking hole.

"asgore, i really dont wanna hurt you. please just give up." sans said, raising his arm. As he did so, an arsenal of bone appeared from out of nowhere.

"Toriel is mine, bonebag!" Asgore shouted, taking a swing at sans! sans stepped to the left and asgore missed.

"ever thought about toriels feelings towards this? how she might feel about you tryin' to kill me?" sans said, snapping his fingers, with more dragon skulls powering up.

"Quit with the dead dragon heads, ugly!" Asgore shouted, throwing his pitchfork at one, while sliding under the other one.

sans growled. "theyre called 'gaster blasters' fuzzbrain!" he tapped his foot, and three more appeared in front of Asgore.

"Quit being such a @&$€ Sans!" Asgore shouted, sticking his trident into the ground in front of him, creating a red barrier in front of him.

Toriel gasped! "Asgore, language!" She shouted as the Gaster Blasters penetrated Asgore's shield. Thankfully for Asgore, his shield held as long as it needed to.

sans flicked his hand, creating a wall of bones between him and Asgore. Asgore clenched his weapon. As he did, it glowed red, and he swung it at the wall, shattering it.

sans raised an eyebrow. "gonna kill me now?" he asked. Asgore ran towards him, shoved him to the ground, and held his pitchfork to sans' neck.

"One more chance skeleton. Tori is mine, and you're free to go." sans managed a smile, even under the pressure of Asgore's foot.

"go, to, hell." sans muttered. Asgore grinned evilly.

"Hard way it is then." Asgore smirked.

"you got that right." sans smiled. Bones shot out from beside his body, blasting Asgore into the sky.

sans got up and brushed himself off. And raised his left hand to his left eye. He slid it downwards, revealing an eye enveloped in blue flame. "hope youre ready for desert, fluffybuns!" sans shouted.

sans' next moves, were surprisingly graceful. He lifted his right hand and another arsenal of blue bones appeared. He spun his finger around, and created a basketball hoop with the bones.

sans then clenched his left fist and created 15 Gaster Blasters, all aimed at Asgore. He spread his fingers out, commanding the blasters to fire, which left Asgore dazed, withe 10 HP.

sans teleported in front of Asgore and grabbed his leg. "gggeeeeeeeettttttttt..." he started. He slammed Asgore throught the hoop, taking 9 HP from him. "...dunked on!" sans finished.


(Alright, I tried. Vote if you thought it was good. Thank you!)

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