What I was listening to no mercy while writing this XDDD
And then named the chapter with the song
Wrote this as quick as possible, my dad and my grandma are napping and my mom rarely comes upstairs so~
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Geno's POV
I gasp, shooting straight up into a sitting position. Goth looks at me, then tackles me to the floor. "MOM! Thank Asgore, you're awake! I thought you were..." Her sentence ends abruptly. She doesn't need to continue. I feel my head, and yup, the cracks are there. 'Not a dream' I sigh. "How's Daddy?"
"Well, um... He-"
Again, her sentence was cut off, this time by the sound of a rampaging god. Reaper's a tiny speck in the SAVE screen, yet I can hear his ruckus from here. Looks like he's destroying... something. I don't want to know what. I hear screams coming from that side. Goth flinched away from the noise.
"Well, he's sure as hell not giving any mercy to the poor soul"
"Yeah, mom, that's Frisk..."
"WAIT WHAT?!!!!"
I immediately teleport to Reaper, only to see him, well, torture Frisk in some gruesome manners, blood all over his clothes, dripping off his scythe, taking advantage of the fact that you couldn't die in the SAVE screen.
"Honey? Why are you doing this to Frisk?"
I put my hands on his shoulders to refrain him from hitting her again.
"She tried to kill you, and I'll never forgive her for that. She should be burning in hell," he growled lowly.
"Well, technically, she tried to kill Classic, not me, and I blocked the hit..."
"But-"
"No buts."
He whined like a little puppy.
"Fiiinneeeee. I've got to go anyway. Life called me over for some reason, I don't know why."
"Alright then, see you soon."
After Reaper teleports away, I sigh, hoping that he didn't plan on cheating on me.
Reaper's POV
Why did Life want to see me? I visited her yesterday to give her news about Chaos...
I reached her garden. Life had a very scary expression on her facr, making me want to nope out of there. I gulp, and look at her in the eyes. Her foot (or paw?) was tapping the floor impatiently.
"So, why did you call me over?"
"ყơų. ƙıƖƖɛɖ. ɱყ. GEᖇᗩᑎIᑌᗰᔕ!"
"Uhhhhhh that was an acciden-"
"ᑎO E᙭ᑕᑌᔕEᔕ! ŋơῳ, ཞɛ℘Ɩąŋɬ ɬɧɛɱ"
"But you know I can't do that since everything I touch dies-"
"℘Ɩąŋɬ ɬɧɛɱ ơཞ ɛƖʂɛ"
"Ok, ok! I'll replant them. *mutters* geez..."
And off I went, planting geraniums that died at my touch...
Genius idea, Life
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There goes Reaper XD
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