Marble Hornets x UnderTale

Entry #53

[I looked around town for the past couple of days to try and hunt down Burgerpants. I found him again.]

The camera shakes as it's faced down to the ground, Sans' feet walking down the street. A shadow of someone else comes into view from in front of him. The entire time, Sans does not lift the camera. He's holding it down for a purpose.

"Heya Burgerpants, been awhile!" Sans said.

"Yeah, it has," Burgerpants' voice said, him coughing. "How have you been? Mettaton still breathing down your neck?"

"In a way, yeah," Sans said, "But how have you been since we ended production of the film? Holding up okay?"

"Yeah, alright I guess," Burgerpants said, "I actually have a somewhat decent job. Haven't made any new friends, though."

"That sucks, but at least you don't have Mettaton yelling at you every five seconds. I should probably warn you he's been acting weirder than normal, so if you see him, might wanna stay away."

Burgerpants laughed. "I already tend to do that, but thanks for the warning. Speaking of the production though, I actually still have some old tapes of it somewhere in my house I think."

"Really?" Sans sounded surprised.

"Yeah, can't remember where I put them." He coughed again. "Forgot about them, it feels like ages since I even talked about them. If you want, you can have them. I'll have to hunt them down or whatever, but I don't really need them or use them. Horrible memories with them anyway, that movie seriously put a damper on my health."

"Can't blame you," Sans said, "But that'd actually be pretty cool. I could use those tapes, since I'm collecting all of them. I can give you my new phone number, so you can call me when you find them."

"Sure, little buddy," Burgerpants said.

The video turns black.

[I didn't want to tell him directly about Mettaton or Papyrus, or anything that's happened. He seems unaware of it, and I'm not sure if those memories would trigger him to become like his masked persona or not.]