thank you for all the kind words. (͠♥ ͜ʖ͠♥) as a present i have written another story to show how much i appreciate your retinas

Story: The Final Blast

frisk: (roaming around snowdin)

sans: (spots frisk) you. you're a pain in the ass, you know.

frisk: (shrugs)

sans: always showing up unannounced...always getting into fights, messing with the timeline....you should be grateful there even is a timeline for you to ruin in the first place.

frisk: (turns around and shakes their booty cheeks)

sans: what the fu- (covers his eyes)

frisk: (rotates their hips with demonic rhythm, cheeks clapping with a wet, echoing slap slap slap)

papyrus: PLEASE STOP, HUMAN!! I BEG OF YOU!! YOU ARE FIVE. FIVE YEARS OLD. YOU SHOULDN'T BE DOING THAT

frisk: (takes their pants off)

papyrus: OH MY GOD!! MAKE IT STOP!!

sans: no worries papyrus, i will rescue you from mental torment (uses his magic to put frisk's pants back on them)

papyrus: BLESS YOU BROTHER, BUT MY EYES ARE STILL SCREAMING

frisk: you call that a rescue? i can just take my pants back off

sans: bro please..no. no more of whatever this is. i can still hear the slap echoes in my skull.

frisk: (unexpectedly shits their pants and diarrhea drips onto the ground)

sans: man what the hell

papyrus:

NO NO NO

PLEASE

I'M BEGGING YOU

NO MORE OF THIS...CHAOS

(jumps into sans's arms out of fear)

sans: that's it, kid. i'm done watching. (summons gaster blaster) don't come any closer if you know what's good for you.

frisk: (pulls down their pants again and turns around)

your gaster blaster is no match for my ass blaster

(frisk shoots a diarrhea beam outta their ass at 999 MPH. sans tries to dodge the attack while carrying papyrus in his arms, and trips on a pinecone like a mf.)

papyrus: BROTHER...NOOOOOOO—

(papyrus is flung through the air straight into the blast zone. the diarrhea beam engulfs him. the sheer pressure launches him 100 feet away, and he lands into a snowbank. the sentient gaster blaster gets traumatized by this sight and floats away into the distance, never to be seen again.)

(papyrus is covered from head to toe in shit. the shit seeps into papyrus’s eye sockets)

papyrus: DARKNESS!! I CAN ONLY SEE DARKNESS!!

I CAN’T… I CAN’T SEE…

THERE’S… FECAL MATTER IN MY SKULL!!

sans: (rushes to papyrus's side)

PAPYRUS NO

IT'S NOT LOOKING GOOD BRO

papyrus:

(gagging at the stench, foaming at the mouth)

MY HP… IT’S DROPPING… NEGATIVE 666…

sans: bro are you going to make it?

papyrus: I DON'T KNOW...

AT LEAST…

I CAN DIE..

WITH YOU BY MY SIDE..

sans: (hugs papyrus very tightly, as his HP drains. the shit squishes between them like two grilled cheese sandwiches under pressure)

please don't talk like that papyrus... you're gonna be okay...

(in a moment of bromance, sans leans in and presses his skull gently against papyrus’s)

sans:

OH GOD.

IT’S IN MY MOUTH AND I DIDN’T EVEN OPEN IT—

(sans vomits into papyrus's mouth. papyrus spewed the puke back into his brother's mouth, now flavored with the tang of spaghetti and shit. sans coughed and hurled it right back. papyrus followed up instantly, blasting it back again with a loud BLEURGH. back and forth they went, like a brotherly seesaw of puke.)

frisk: (cracks their knuckles) round two, brotherfuckers

(frisk blasts another shit beam while the brothers are distracted)

sans: no…this can’t be the end

(feeling hopeless and defeated, sans does the only thing he can. he throws himself in front of papyrus, shielding him with his own body)

(the shit beam hits sans and papyrus. a shockwave of brown erupts across snowdin. the force is too strong—flowers disintegrate, trees bend, birds scream and explode mid-flight.)

(the skelebros both fall into piles of bones and dust. all that remains... is papyrus’s scarf — now soaked in diarrhea, draped sadly over a pile of bones like a flag of defeat.)

the end.

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