🍫 (🍭)Once Upon a Time... | DreamDragon84's Short Story Book

Passion Pasta

((Author's Note [A/N]: Headcanon voices were done by jacksepticeye. Watch his videos on the series to get the idea. Also, you're Frisk. This was my original plan for a 75 follower special but I decided it would be hard to make an entire fanfiction about my little idea so I created a hodgepodge book and put it here.))

"WELCOME, BEAUTIES AND GENTLEBEAUTIES!" the robotic voice of Mettaton said, "To our afternoon cooking show!" The metal box paused as the studio audience clapped, and looking at a TV monitor set up in the house you could see the title of the show, "Cooking with a Killer Robot" appear on the screen.

"IT IS A SPECIAL DAY ON OUR SHOW, AND OUR 12 WONDERFUL VIEWERS WILL GET TO SEE OUR SPECIAL GUEST, ONE WHO IS AS GOOD AS I AM AT COOKING (EVEN THOUGH, SHE IS A BIT MORE VIOLENT. BUT, I'LL JUST CHALK THAT UP TO PASSION). SO YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO SEE ME COOK, BUT LET'S GIVE IT UP ANYWAY..." he paused dramatically as you took a deep breath, "FOR UNDYNE!"

"Thanks I guess Mettaton," she muttered before the camera light switched to green,  showing that you were on air. "Hi guys! I'm here today to cook spaghetti, with another guest, Frisk the human!"

The studio audience clapped again, and both of you awkwardly accepted it without any gestures.

"I have been teaching Papyrus how to cook spaghetti, and nothing has brought us closer than cooking!" the blue fish-like monster exclaimed as she threw her head back. "So I decided to teach Frisk how to cook, so they can become closer to me than anyone can ever imagine!" With this she turned to you and smiled a toothy grin, and you couldn't help but send a small smile back. "And since Mettaton gave me an opportunity, I'm going to share it with all of you wonderful monsters." She threw her head back again,  "Though I'll probably talk to Frisk more, I'm not used to this television stuff!". She looked at the camera again. "So let's get started!"

Undyne stomped, rage in her eyes, which caused the ingredients to fall onto the counters, except for the pot, which fell into its correct place on the stove. You didn't look at what was happening, but could tell through the splats and clangs echoing throughout her house. It was interesting how the monsters were able to make such fast and clear cuts on live television, but they captured the action in a wonderful manner.

You didn't even look surprised (and you weren't, it was rehearsed a few times the day before) as she grabbed you by the head, turned you on her side, leaped a heroic leap and landed near the vegetables, and plopped you down in front of the counter near them (caught by a strategic camera on the side of the house, a few feet away from a piano). You still found it amazing how awesome Undyne was, and wasn't really paying attention to the first few words she said.

"...vegetables as your greatest enemy! Pound them into a pulp!" she cried. At this point a smaller camera, positioned by the vegetables, was broadcasting, so the 9 wonderful viewers could still see your faces.

Luckily you remembered what part of the show it was pretty quickly by looking at what was in front of you. Vegetables. You pet the vegetables in an affectionate manner for a few seconds, then balled your hand into a fist and tried to smash a tomato. It didn't work however, and instead there was a minor "plop" sound as it showed minor signs of internal squishing and bruising, but the tomato is not pulp-worthy.

It wasn't expected, but Undyne was quick to correct your lacking strength with a "I'll show 'em how it's really done!" and promptly smashed the sauce into the proper form. The bits splashed all over the counter, some coming dangerously close to the camera.

"Now we scrape that into a bowl! she said, grabbing a ceramic piece of tupperware and using her hands to get the "sauce" into it.

You start walking towards the stove as the monster next to you announces, "Time to cook the noodles!" Picking up a box, she continues speaking, "The noodles make the meal! Now for all of you dedicated chefs, make homemade noodles, since they're absolutely delicious!" She tilted her head back again as you waited for the "punchline", "BUT I JUST BUY STORE BRAND! IT'S CHEAPER!". She held up a rectangular blue box, making sure to not show the brand. Then she opened the box and poured the thin yellow cylinders into the pot with a ton of clinks.