"How rude, not even gonna ask for a name??" He teased. "Why are you here?" You glowered, raising the whisk. The skeleton scoffed: "Well, glad you asked sweetums! Name's Sans, Sans the skeleton." - Y/N, a ritzy waitress at Grillby's is plucked from her world of pancakes and Orange juice into the gun-slinging, smoke-bre...
What if Amon caught up to Korra after she escaped Tarrlok and plunged down the mountainside in the snow? When Korra makes the startling decision to save the life of her ultimate enemy, both find themselves trapped in a hostile wilderness. Despite their frustrations, they must rely on each other in order to survive. Wa...
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