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I just want to thank you guys so much, as this story nearly has 500 reads! As a thank you, when we get the 9 more reads this story gets to make the 500, I will make a new book. You guys can vote what kind of book it is, as I want to get you involved as much as possible. This book will not be discontinued when the new book is out, just updates will be slightly slower. If you have suggestions for the new book, or an idea for the next chapter, message me. I will try to reply as soon as possible, and you will get mentioned in the chapter you suggested. If the last 2 chapters make you wonder if I made Blueberry and Dust fall because I ship DustBerry, you would be wrong. I do ship it, but those two were suggested by a friend.
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Y/N's P.o.v
After the whole eating a glue and glitter covered taco thing was done with, I told the others I'd be in the gaming room, and walked over there. I decided to play the original Pokemon I owned (Pokemon Red) on my gameboy. My last save was just before Lavender Town. I opened the save file, and headed straight there.
I had heard of a creepypasta, where over one hundred children and teens committed suicide after listening to the town's theme. I love creepypastas (sorry if you hate them), but this one wasn't as... developed as others, they just commit suicide after listening... Or at least from I had read from the odd creeppasta site, for some reason, very few actually had the Lavender Town Syndrome creepypasta. I was in Lavender Town now, and nothing was happening to me, nothing made me think of suicide.
I liked to test out creepypastas, to try and see if they are true or not. I knew they weren't true, it was just fun. Well... I say they all aren't true, but I don't think that's the case. The BEN Drowned creepypasta actually had a mini YouTube series, where the creator of said creepypasta played on BEN's profile.
~~~TIME SKIP~~~
Y/N's P.o.v
I had played and messed around in Lavender Town for a few hours, and I needed sleep, so I teleported upstairs and put a F/A (favourite animal) onesie on, before going to bed.
When I woke up again, I felt like having a lazy day, the Sanses that didn't have fully decorated rooms could wait another day, surely. I fell out of bed, but instead of getting changed, I kept my onesie on. Pulling myself to my feet, I eventually made it to the bedroom door. I teleported downstairs, as I didn't want to risk killing myself by falling down them... stairs are always UP to something. (I'm sorry) I dragged myself to the kitchen and took out ten boxes of Poptarts, before then realising everyone would finish eating at different times. Oh well. After recording my voice, I played the recording through my house speaker. The recording just told everyone to come down to eat. Nothing too fancy.
I plugged in my toaster and took the chocolate poptarts out of their individual packets... CURSE YOU INDIVIDUAL WRAPPING! By now, everyone was at the table, sitting in the same places as last night. After around thirty minutes of waiting, I had to re-heat all of the poptarts, as they had gone cold. When then were heated up, I walked around the table, giving everyone 4 poptarts each, now, before you say, "But you grabbed 10 boxes!", I know I did. One box of heaven, also known as a box of Poptarts, has four poptarts in it. There are currently eight Sanses: Classic, Outer, Fell, Cross, Nightmare, Dream, Dust and Blueberry. They had four each, using up eight boxes. I made myself eight poptarts, therefore, using the other two boxes. I say I did myself eight, but ended up having six, as I gave half a poptart to my brothers and half a poptart to Blueberry.
(If you have no idea what a Poptart is, I have two things to say. First, how have you not heard of a Poptart? And, secondly, here's a picture of the kind of Poptart you toasted, I know on the box it says there are 8 pastries, but I can only find boxes of 4 where I live, so deal with it. I've not had a Poptart in years... I need to go buy some...)
~~~~~~~TIME SKIP TO TEA TIME, BECAUSE I'M LAZY AF~~~~~~~
3rd Person P.o.v(?)
You had loads of Pot Noodles in your cupboards, so you made them. Nobody complained, not even Dream. After that, you played video-games until 6am, you then fell asleep on Nightmare, your head on his lap. Your brothers just went "Aww" at this, Nightmare just stroked your hair, making a purr-like sound leave your mouth.
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IM SORRY! I KNOW THE CHAPTER ONLY HAD ONE POINT OF VIEW, BUT I WANTED TO UPDATE ASAP! THIS CHAPTER IS WHAT I NEED, POPTARTS, POT NOODLES, VIDEO-GAMES AND SLEE- Oh... I hit caps lock... Oh well, I can't be bothered changing it. This is also the shortest actual chapter, at only 911 words.
Question: Do you like Poptarts? It's random, I know.
My Answer: Yes, Poptarts are the best breakfast ever. If you gave me some, you'd instantly become my friend.
Your Answer: (Comment your answer!)
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Two halves make a whole ( Au Sans x Female! Hybrid! Abused! reader) DISCONTINUED
Fanfiction{Cover art made by me on Ibis Paint. I know it's bad.} (DISCONTINUED) You're a skeleton-human hybrid and were abused by your parents. Until tons of skeletons begin to show up at your house.