"Chara, hold on... WHERE did Error! Say CORE Frisk was?"
"Error! Said CORE Frisk was in The Mafiatale AU, lets go there while his still inside that Universe!"
"Hmm, i have a bad feeling about this. We are not yet prepared. We need to get some weapons."
"While your Real Knife is enough to kill him in one hit, i got nothing."
"What about that Gun you got from The Gungeon?"
"No, The FighteSaber is out of Ammunition and the only way to get ammo is to go inside the game again.."
"This is craptastic.. I'll need to find a Weapon Shop around the city."
"Ill rendezvous with you at around 4 PM, that's the time Error! said CORE Frisk might be arriving in Mafiatale right?"
"Yeah, so be quick."
"Alright, lock the door and wait for a while, alright?"
"Just play Dark Souls 3 while you wait..."
As i closed and locked the door to the house, i heard a noise.
The noise sounded familiar..
I looked around and nobody came..
Heh, weird.
Must have been my imagination.
I swear i heard something..
"͍H̰̯̓ͭͮ̋͘e͍̗̙ͭ̌ḧ̵́e̹͔͈̟͇͂͂ͩ̏ͦ̏́h̻̥͖̘̩́͌͗̑̐ͥè͙͓̼͉ͅh̵̥͖͚̤͓͎͉͆̈͐ͤ̀́̚e̿ͣ́.̞̓̔̋.̥̮̳̱͙̑̐͗̎"̦̖̾̋̿
Go i went to town and got me some new Guns.
I got them for free because i grabbed the guns and restarted to my latest save point, which was outside of the Gun Store.
I teleported back home and Chara nearly stabbed the computer because she died over and over and over again in Dark Souls 3.
"If you can't handle your emotions, why play a hard game?!"
"I don't know! Because i want to!"
"Pack up and get ready, Error! should be here anytime soon..."
Just as soon as i finished that sentence, Error! popped up out of nowhere.
"heeyayayaa..."
"Hey Error!, is The Gate to Mafiatale opened up yet?"
"Noeopoppe.."
"St-t-t-till wai-i-iting for uuoyou guayss.."
"Alright then, lets go to.."
As we dropped down into This Underground City, we looked around.
It definitely is a lot more different than The Undertale Underground.
There are skyscrapers as far as the eye can see, cars bustling about and..
"Is it just me or is that the sky?"
"Naah, i don't think its The Sky. I think its the ceiling painted in the colour of The Sky."
"Hmm, then why is it so bright in here?"
"Its most likely light from the paint."
"Ah, so that's how they emulate what its like to being on the surfa-"
"Wait, how the hell did you know all this?"
"I thought you we're always playing Dark Souls."
"Eh, everytime i get bored i called Error!."
"He always shows me interesting AU's which can keep me from getting bored and murder people for fun."
"Oh, wow! I should thank Error! after this."
As we strolled around The City, we managed to spot Papyrus.
He was on top of a building, sniping..
"Hey look, its MT Papyrus.."
"Wait.. Is he.."
Before i knew it, Papyrus began to shoot at us.
"Chara! Get down!"
"Nyeh! Heh! Heh! I got you now Fake Boss"
"Chara, you hear that?"
"He thinks your an Imposter!"
"Well, that is technically true.."
"Can we get him somehow?"
"I should've brought The AWP, i knew Papyrus has a Sniper Rifle."
"What do we do? His got us pinned!"
"I think i can teleport us out of this mess, hold my hand!"
"Gah! I can't!"
"Why? Oh..."
I just noticed the distance between me and Chara was 10 feet wide.
"Crap, i need to get to you or you need to get to me.."
"And risk getting shot?"
"NO CHANCE!"
"Oh wait, i'm an idiot! I can just teleport to you."
I teleported to Chara and teleported to a random location.
"NGAAH?! HOW DID THEY ESCAPE?! The boss will be so mad.. I won't be her Right-hand man.."
As we teleported to a random place in the city, i looked around.
"Crap, we went from one Mafia's Turf to another.."
"We are in The Dreemur Family turf"
"Crap, i think we'll need to get out of this AU and get more prep."
"We can't handle these guys, their professional mobsters!"
"Quickly call Error! so we can get the hell out of here!"
"ͬ͏͇̰̭͕̙̦I͜'̥̘̯̫̊͑͑̓̍̈m͔̦̻̮͙̍ ̫̟̥͈̹͓͎̊͆̉̚ȃ̯͟fr̹̫̳̠͍̪͍̆͒a̹͓̹̣̞ͪ́́ͨ̀̀i͑̔̓̏ͫͧ͋d̶͓ͤ̓ͫ ̼ͭͫͣ́t͓͈̀̈̽͌̓͆̚͝h̦̟̬͉ͯ͑aͦ͂͛̄̂̑̌t̹̰̝̗͈̅̿'̮̯̮̠̉ͫs̫̰͜ ̶̻̹̗͔̟̫̭̍̀̐̃ͨ́n̍ͩ̑͌o̹̳͖͕̦͈̅͌̓̎͂̉͐t̤̭̞̄̈͋ ̤͙̮͉̹̗̼ͪ̾a̺̹̫̞̰̠̕n̟̓ͪͧ ͖̻̼̭͖ò͍͇̗̲̠̩ͧ͗ͥ͂͆ͫpͥ͂ͯ͌̉͢t̘̮̰͙̺͑̒ͦ̄̒ͪi̜͉͖͉̦̽ͧ̈́̽̑ͪ͐͜o̤̗͚̚͞ń̳̣̭̐́̓̚ͅ.̧̻͇̮̇ͭͯ.̿̄́̅ͨͨ̀"̠̻͇̹̹̔
"C-Core FRISK?!"
"Finally! Let me smother him to death!"
As Chara leaped for CORE Frisk, she was deflected and was injured.
"Gah.. What the..?"
"͔͇͕͍̣̯̩͢Y̮͙̜̙o͓̥̼̩̹̗̠ͫͭͯ̚͠u̇̇͂ ̰̻͓̫̊u̪̦̯͈͊͒ͭͮ͜n͚̰̬̫͝d̹̳̲̉͝ê̳͕͎̲͎ŕ̻̈͟ë̌͏͚̜͍͙s͉͕̙̤͕̯ͬ̉ͥ̔t̬͛i̬̪͖̩̘ͮ̃̈́́ͣ́ͅm̭̱̜̣̂̎̽ͮͤ̾̚a͈͙͙̻̣̅̆͑t̶̠̆e̖͇͡ m̲̦͈͌e͉̩͔̘̭, ̤̤̙̞̱̤͆ͦͅC̰̲̜̟͈̗̪͜ẖ̵͚̱͂͆â̬͌̃̑ͨ͘rͬͤ̃̓͑̏͋a͎̤ͦ̏̃̋͝.̺͎͗͒̋ͦ͊̿̈͜.̞̬͉ͫ̋̐̈́"̙̗̾͗ͭ͌̅͞
ͬ̀̓ͩ̊ͫ͏̼̠͖̙͖̻
̦͎̦̞̬͎ͤ͗ͥ̾̀"̤̗̆ͫ́͋̾̎ͩẎ͉͙̼̘̰͉̲̀͂̀ͪ̕o͉͉ͭ͋̃͊̍ͭͨu̩̭͍̳͖̯r̨ͮ ̳̗͇̦̳̙͕̾͌̍̓͒͒̑a̗̱̖̖̪͔̿ḷ̇l̘̞͊͋̈́ͯ̿͋ͯ ̗͂ͨͧ͂̀͒̍t͔͖͌͒͒ͥ͝o̗̽̀o̘͓̖̠̬̰͙̓ ̝͙̌ͫ̿ẉ̴̬̣̘̩̤̙̓̐͒͌ͥ̍e̒͑͌͝á̗̼̩̹̹̩̮̋ͦ͠ǩ̷͈̹̖̳̬̳ ̥̋͒̃̾͒t̮̮͓̏̇͆̈́̍ͭͅo̗͖ ̘̻̺̬͔̫̔ͪ̇r͂eͫa ͇̹l ̳̥̹̮̹͎ïͤ̌̿̅ͫ͒͘s̞̫̫̗͔̻̳̐ͯ̓ͨͤ̉e̺͖̰͖̅̆̊͞ ̭̙̻͓̬̖̊̀ͅỷ͙̻͔͚̜ͭͯ̐͝o͕̱̙̯̲u͈͈͎̹͆rͣͧ̔̃͂ ͉͓̻̘͎p͖͕̩̪̭̻ͥ͆̈͗ͦ̚ō̻͎̙w̯̣̰͓̝͕̜͗͊̉̽͐ͮ̀e̋̉̋͐̈́r̘̯̟̰s̫̦̮ͧ̓ͫ͂͜ ̢̤̣̀͑a̘̳͑̾ͤͭ̎͒r̡̟͎̦e͍͖̗̮̥̅̾͛̆ ̦͙̪̤͈̩ͦͮͬ́́u̮̠͕͇̬̓̋̈̒ͅṣ̼̯̜̓̃̒ͯͅe̴̱̬͉̝̔̉̈́͛ͅͅl͚̹̮̺͔̥̑̆̕e̫̳̙͓͚̗̪̽s̖͙̀͛̽̿̿s͖͙͇͔̟̈́ ̭̥̪̭̈́̂̊̔̌̓ͣǎ̼̖̝̩̘̍̀̀g̦̲̲͍̭̬͉a͚ͪ͗ī̷͚̩̫̩ͥ͆ͯn̚s̼̩͎̜̏͂t̳̽͐ ͔̯͉̝ͥͨ̏̍͌͠m̤ͯ͌̎̊͑̓́̀e͉̗͕͚̣̮͖ͭ̿͒̓̒͋.̭̖̙̼̲ͧ̉̈̆̌͢"̖ͭ͛̏̚͢
̤̟͋͑̄
͖̺̓ͣ̈
̞̲̪͂̽̓̐̑̐"̑̌̒̃B͇͒̃̾́̏̈͋ú̳͇̖̖̓̈́ͅţ̗̙̝̈͂̒͒ͨ̃.̢͉͎̬ͪͅ.͔͙̫̱ ̻̖̖̠̗̹̘̕I̤͖̙̭̿̽ͪ̽ͧ͢l̗̇ͣ̌ͯͧ̉̓l̟͇̹ͨͤ͆̎ ͕̻̼͇͕̫̄̒͒̇̌͗͂͝k̛͕̭̠̉̋̚ḙ̲̳̙̰̱ͨͨͩͭ͐̾e͇͌ͮ̑ͯ͜p͖͇̼̦͜ ͔̮̰͇͉̻ͨͬ̑y̘͖̳͙o̯̓̊ͮͬ̏͠ų̥̪ ͍̒̍͜a̩͛͌l̥̤̐̀̈̿ͤ̊̚͞iͭ͆͛̚͏̠͙͈̭v̰̦̠̟̣̭ͭ͐̌̚e̞̰̫̜̱̥ͪ̉̾̄.͎͔̘̉́.̛̖̯͕͔͍̀̈̏ͤ̆ͅ
̗̞̼̗͓͛͑ͤ͑͑̿̓͡ͅT̳̖̘͊͟h̰̭̳͗ͭ͂͐ͨͣe̼͓̒̔̎̂ͤ ̢͔͇̮̣͔͎̖͆̎D̩̐r̵̠͓͚̽͐e͙ę̝̝̇̄͐m̖͓u͍̗̹̖̅̈̚͠r̟̥ͣ̓͗͂ͮ̅ ̙͍͝Fͣ҉̩a̽͛̽̃ͭ̚҉̳m͎͈̦͚̘̠̌͒͌̆ͬ̾̐ḯ͔̱l̼̼͜ͅy̅ͫ̉ ̺̞̯͎̞͊ͧ͒́w̝͈̱͇̤ͮ͗͌i̳̗͛̅̆ͦ̿l̯͉̦̜̪̺̊l͓̳̥ͣ ̠̩̣̫̝̈͛́̋̉͆̌ṱ͕͑ͦ̍̀̓́a̛̩̜̺̪̾̉̓͒̾ke̶͔͍̮͔ ̀̌ͫͪͭc̢͕͓͚̳̻͈a̤̥̖̯͙̽̈́ͤͥͩ̏̍͢rͪ͗͒̏҉͇e̫̜͇̤̊̊̈́̀ ̔͗̆ö̟̩̪̦̝̈́ͥͧ̃͂f̱̩̓̎͆͂ ͖̥͖y̠̰̼̩̓ơ͔̰̺̥̰u͍͆.̮̲̥.̪͉̙̏̀̑ͥ
̈̽҉͍͉̙̖̘̬͈H̦̗̠̜̭͆e̖̥̼̯̙̊ͫ͊ͮͬ̃͊h̿̽̾͌̃ͮ̉͏̙͍̼̗̳͇e̡h̜͓͇̪͈͖͚ͧ̌ͩ̽̐ẻ̳h̻̜͎̤̔͊̄͆ẹ̣̳̱ͤ͛͌ͧ͋̉hͩͥ҉̲͔e̶͓͇̰̩̞̓ͪͣ.̼͍̠̠̼.̨ͯ̑"͕̄ͦ͆͐̏ͧ
"CORE FRISK! You despicable bastard!"
"Ill end you! Stop destroying The Multi-verse!"
"̛͐ͤͩ͒ͭͧͨH͔̜͈̥̺ͣ́́̿a̳̮ͯ̿h̻̜̙͈͂̎́̎ͅ!̳̪̬̓ ̤̫̺͆ͫ̈́ͬ̈Ï͏f̮͚̑ͪ̈̏ͫ ̮̯̹̭̝͙͂̒͛̽̉ͭ̚y o̫̮͍͙̗̎u͇̳ͬͅ ̗̼̗̠̼ͫ̄͒̏̃ͅt̵̖ͪͤ̾ͫ͐̋̚h͔͖̮̼̪̄͒͊͊̐͠i ͇̘͓̩n̖̜͓ͭ̍̓͊ͩ͒̾k̘ͭ̑͂̊͛̋͋ ̩̂̈͑ͤ́̃I͑̃̽̑́ͤ͘'̭̗̞̉̓M̧ ̢̯̠͂͗ͭͤ̉ͪṰ͈͎̍ͮ̈́̈ͮH̤̦̥͐ͨȄ̢̙̝̟̝͉ͮ̍̒ ̗͖ͩͭͣO͖͚̟̝̦̙͘N̛͇̗͔͙͇̹̓͛E̢ ̙̪̬̯͇͇ͭȐͬ̏͗ͤ̄҉͍̣͔E̶̱̭̦̼̯͗ͬ̿͌̀͛̈Ś̢͔̲̭̲̼̣̓P̮ͫO ͇N̩̼͕̝̹̍ͨ́͊S̟̥̼̓͂I̧͔̙̰̘B̢͔̥̭̭L͇͓̯̭͓͍̲ͤͣͩE͍̓̀̂̏͌ͩ ͍̼͙̦̲͕͐̅f̷̂̂̋ͦͣǫ͑ͤ̄̓r̰ ̖́Ṭ̴̮͋h̲̏̇͝ͅe̵͔̦̿ ̰̩̕Ųͦ̊n͓̪̣̔ͮ̉̓̍̾̉̀ͅb̬͈̠͓̗͕ͭ̇ͥ͊a̷͈̟̣͚ͅl͙̑͗ͤ͞a̛̭͎͕̋̓̂̅n̻͇̬̞̥̊̂͒͝c̩̜̈͒̿͊ͅe̩͈̔̄͜ͅ ̖̥̥̿̆̃̏̐ó̟͆̒͋ͫ̽f̨̖̳͔̲̻̽̏̏̋̍̍͊ ̜̻͍̥̳̾̇T͉͍̪̲̖̾ͮͩ͌͐͡h̦̰͋̃ͥ̂̐ͮe̜̥͛̏ͤ̓͆̈́ͧ ͇̩̦̖̗M̲̥̠̜u̶̞̻̬̯̥͓̭͊l͚̲̞̩͖̹̲̍̀ͭt͋i̗̖̪͇̹ͯ̓̂̄̃̇̚ͅ-̯̣́̆͊͂͜v̮̠͍̤͔̻̰ͥ̚͡e͎̣̫ͬ̔ͮͤ́r̥̫̠͇̙̝ͦ̽̊̾̓̿͠s̩͉̼̼̾ͮ͠ẽ̼̳̩̘̗̖̮͋͂̂́̚̚.͇͍̬̜͚̐ͧ̊̓̆͘.̦̻̖̜
̠̗̔̄̑͊͟T̶̺͕̔͗ͬ̔̈́ͯͥh͖̑̉͂̆e̫͔͉̱̹ṋ̴̺͕͙̅ͬ̄ͨ ̛̠͕̓̍ͥ͆̈́ͯ̏ÿ͍̩̘́ͯ̈̍̄͞ȍ̪͖͈̀u ̣͔'̰̠͆͛̽͂͌̓̾r̬̖̣̙̜̦͗͒͊ͦͬͅê͓̱ͪ͌̓̌ͩ͠ ̪͍͇̠h͔̤̼̜̯̫̔ͣ̈͑̑o͇͚̠̹̮̦͂ͩͯ̎͗̉ͨ͡ř͚̗͙̰͙r̥̰̰̝̙͈͗̿̎͐̓ͫ͋ͅí̮͍̮͖̪͉ͩ̆ͣ͌̑̚ͅb̠̳͔̪͎̣͊l̇̊̊͛̀ͫ͆ê̡͎̭̮̘ͨ̓ͣ ̨̪͎̭̠̤ͣ̀̄̃́͌ͅw͙̞ͥ̄͢r͕̬͎͕̥̮ͧ͊ͨ͟o̻̰̭̝͕͒͛͒̉̄̚n͖̭͍ͭ̾̉̄͌͂ͩ͟ģ͈̯͎̜̜̦ͭ̔̋̓.͕͂̍ͅ"̨̟͎͍̹̼̝͚ͧ̌̽̑͊͑
͔̦̼̣ͪͬͣͤ͒ͫ̀͡
̎̓͏̠̗̱̘
̴̥̰̰̦̰̠̑͆̚ͅ"̞̻͎̰̗͈ͨͣ͋̃̽̾̐Ĩ̤̣͉̯̯͖̔̌̀̾̓̕ ̢̗͉̫͚̅ͥ̇h͚͇͓̹͍ͦͪ͑͂ͬ͘o̫̦̻ͩͧ̀p̣̉ͦ̀e ̟̻͍͖̾͆̄y͚̻͉̤ͭ̌̅͐̋̏o͗ͮ̇͆͏̖̤̹͈̤͇ͅū͇͓ͧ̅̈͂ ͌c͔̙͍̭͈̪̽̌̃ǎ͇͍͖̩̰̱ͫͅn͊ͧ̂ͥ҉̭͕̠̻ ̲̜̻̬ͧ͒ͨ́s̙̳̬̀͛̊͛̇́̍u̴̼̗̮͙r̤̰͚͆ͭͯ͌ṿ͓͎͍̪̟̌ͯ͊ͪͤị̞̭̫̤̽͌̒v̬͓̲͎ͤ͒e ͚̭̝̘̮͍̣̚M͍̰͉̣͡ͅa f̗i at͖̜̪͉͖̱̂͑ͥͨ͐̈́a l e̩̮̩̞̥͜,̢̯̺̜̱̻̙ͅ ͪ́̔̚͏̘̭̘b̢̳͆̋ͦ̽ͫ̀e͊̋̆͌ͦc̘ͪͨ͑̕a̐̀̓ͩ͞ǔ̪̟̳̠̞́ͦ͋̔͡s͙̓ͬͬ͞e̹͙ͯͥͮͭͯ̎͜ ͖̠̮͚ͬy͎̖̥͚̰ȍ̙͚̯͍̤̀ͪ͛̋̚͘u̢̅ ̻̹̝̋͌̋̅͊̐̃w̞ͅi̦͉̲̱ͅļ͕͎̭̪͉͖ͭͩ̂̔̽̇l̮͖̭̺̮̩͎͊ ̛͙̝͎̂ͧͣ̐ͧͥ̏b̆̕ę̲̗̼͚́̈́ ̼̖̠̞̪̗̤͂͂͛̌s̙ͮ̑̊̇ͨͯ͋t̶ͤͮuͯ̀̉̚cͫͦ̈ͫ̌ͫͭ́kͮ ̦̤̦̫͔̹̍̔͐͛̃̾͑ͅḧ͎́̓̓̏e̘͚͕͆̂̇ͬͣͅr̙̪̝͚͈e̫̳͖̹͌ ̟̭̤̭̗̻̓͑̚f͉͙̘͖̊ͅo̱̠͈͚̞ͩ̽̾ͯr͇͕͖̲̀ͫͧͭ͛̀ ̧͇̰̲̹͉̥͆̑̍ͨ͐a̧̱ ̘̼̟̕ͅw̯̼̼͒̅̐͛͝h̦͐͂ͭ͗ͩ̌͘i̜͓̻̘̾̎ͣ̏͗̔͡lͯͤͮe͔͉̻͙̤̹̓̉ͥ̓ͣ͒̇.̱ͣ̂̈̃̄͐͂͟.͎̘͊̍͐́
̝̜̦̟̺̺̊H̵͎͚̙̳̼ͩ̓̅a͖͔̬̳͌ͨ̇̿̃̐̓h̬̟̻̫̭̝ͯ͛̎̈ͤ̈́ȁ̷̰̮͇h̡̝͓͔͙̲̭̐̅̋̄̂a̛̞͓̺̹̪̟ͬh̯̦͔͉͕̖a͏̞͉͈̰̘̪͉!̨͍̼͔͉ͨ͗̄̈́͗"̰"̗̭ͬͫͨ̐͊ͪ͐
"Jokes on you CORE Frisk! Error! got us covered!"
"̤̈́̿̓P̺̜̘ͨ̉͜f͎͚̦ͪ͠f̻̩͌͋̑t̶̘͍̮͓̻̝ͫͪ̓!̺̙͉̪̝̓̂ͅ
̗͎͍̘̌ͬ͆̇I̦̘̫̽͆̿ͯ̏ ͎̘͍͍̖̳̙ͪ́̽͛l̪͙͙̳͍̓̈̂ȯ͕̤͎͔̳̱̙c k͇͖̱͇̺͐̓̈̾͑ͬͣe͙̯̯̻̼͖͡d̓̐̑͡ ̙̻̑ͯ̿͢ȁ͍̃̑ͧͮl̠̗l̻̙̰͕͔͈̊ͦͩ ̹̉̂̅̌͛̃a̓͒̑̌ͫ̉c̻̠͇̮̞ͪ̿͋̀̍̎͢c̦̣̗͕͋̈́͌̎ͫͬe̔̑̎s̜̭̘̭̹̹̻ṡ̬̩̱͚̣̎ͥͮͨ͊ ̧̋t̛͈͚̀͆̔o͛̄̈ͬ ̷̥͕̭̿̇͆ͩ̇̚t̞̦̱̝͈̯̥̓̎͗ͩ͂h͔̹̥̩̻͆ͤ͛ͩͯ̚̚i̷̹̗̝͎̺̲ͧ̐ṣ̵͔̳ͩ̑ ̯͚̦̘͖̱̝͘A l̮̱͈̖̃ͨ͗̽͐̿t͙̼̤͙̗̃ͤ̾͗e͙͇̟ͧ͂ͤ̌ͫͪ͂͟r̡̖̺̻̲̓ͨ͗ͨ̓͒̅n̺̫͚͔̙̻̅̂ͤ͂a̔̓̀͂̔̃͘t̛̠͚̼̩͎̋̐e̳͕͕̪̺ͪͣ ̹͓̯̪̺͙͔ͧ̂ͬ̊ͤ̀̀U̵͈͚̙̰͕̒͆͑ͅń̜̹̦͚͎̾ͨ͝î̵͙̙̮̺̏̌͆ͨv̧̙̤̭̾͐̀̎̍̍e͕̱̙̠̣̰͙ͥ̊́r̗͌̍š̫͎̪̊͒̈́̊ͬē͒͗̒͐̅҉̪͉,̖͔̲̼̣͛̐ ̫͚͔̞͎̮̠͆̅̾ͦ̈͛͛͞s̡͂͊̒ͯ̾ȏ̫̜͇̠̺͛ ̬̩̟͍̹̥̒̾ͫͣ̐̈̒̀u͓̜̱̫̰͕̘͑͞n̢̟͎̭͓͊̾l̿e͙͙̼ͬͧͥ́̚s s ̡͈̩͖̥̩͌ͣͅE͙̲͚ͪ̐̇r̡̽ͥ̾̔ŕ̗̥͔͓̦̮̅̋͆́̋̐o͡r̯̪͇̥̅ͣ̓͋̀!̹̱̣̯͎͍̤͘ ̧̬̱͓̖̪͉̋͑̃ͣ̒ͥį̤̼̗̲̃ͣ̇̋ͤ̍s͔̲̙̣̫̤̘̓͢ ̛̥̊̔͆ͅã̢̍́b̭̼̣̥̣̪͑̌ͥl͇̀ͣͮͩ̿e͏͇͉̼ͅ ̊͏̯̣ẗ̤̯́̏̔o̪̼̬̥͎̒̑̄͗̓ ̤͈ͪͮ̍̃̋b͍̼͙̩̬̓͑ͦ̍ͮ̀r̶̹e̺͋ͥ̆̅ͯa̬̬̭̹̺̬̽͋ķ͉̥͖̘̻̝̝ť͉̱̈͛ͥ̽h̔̈̄̚҉̠̣͕̳̠̟̻r͈̜̣̞͑ò̰̰̣̞̙̖u̧̜͇̠̣̥̼ͮ͌͊ͤ̓g̣̥̬̿̽h̭̦̱͇̦̪̓ ̻̙͔̭̮͊͋̅̚t̽̽̓҉͓̠͉h̬̗͙̙̼̆͠ȩ͇̠͈̙ͬ́́̌ ̬̪̬̗̝̠͖̃͐̽͒͘c̘̰̎ͣ̑ͣő͎̟ͥͥ̌ͫ͊͐d͚̲̼̈́͑͐́̊ͫͣe̱̫̙͇͍ ̤̳̱̯̪̠ͩ̓̃̿̅ͅo̳͚̖̠ͣ̐͌̔͛f͛̋̒̐ ̗̜̪̰͗T̨̔̌̏ͬ̾h̖̘͙̻ͣ̋͛e̻̫̪̞̲̲̅͆ ͈̭̲̼̗̪̗́ͧ̐Uͯͦn̝̱̤̼̲͚͟ͅi̖͇̹̅ͪ̅̑̍ͧͤv͙̱̱̲̫̫̒̆ė͔̻̯̦̑̀r̻͔̺͓̦ͭ̐̋͢s̈̏͐ͧ̋̋ͨe̱̖͔̜ͤ́.̡͓̫̹̩̱̲̀̽ͦ
͔̖͓̘̘̑̃͋̆̒̉̓͝Y̪̦̦͎̬͔o͕̟͓͡u̒͒̄̄̈̂҉͖̯ř̹̲͎ ̋̉̐ͥ̒́ä́l͓̰ͧ̈́̅͗͊̉̽l͙̯͍͙̱̭̋͜ ̴̺̹̿ͭͦ̆̉̿̑s͍̗͚̈͠t̡̞͉͓̫̠̋ͯ̄̈͂̒u̗ͪͤc͚ͨͩ͡k̟̫̼͊ͤͯͣ͗ͪ ͈̺̗͙i̥̼̜̠̩ͫͪn̛ ̧͈̰ͬ̐hͯ̊̍͆ͤͩ̚҉ḙ̛̹̒̅ͪ̓̍̌r̤̘͎͎̗̱͟ͅḙ̛ͦ̈͗̇̽͆͊ͅ.͆ͫ̐͏͚͔.͉̻͖̥̒̓͒ͪͥ"̛̣
"What?!"
As soon as CORE Frisk said that, i tried called Error!
"Error! Error! ERROR!"
But Nobody Came...
"CORE Frisk! You really are despicable!"
"Del! I can hear one of The Royal Guards approaching! We need to run and hide!"
"̳ͣ͜H͇̼͖̻̭ͥ̾̅́A͚̗̣H͚̪̥̮͍̻͎̎̃̃̚͘A͗͊̈́ͭͫ͆̈́H̩̹̜̯͂̔ͪ̔͆̾́À̱̓̊͊̑H̿͐̌̚̕A͈ͧ̃̌̃ͩ̿̀!̰̩̣͓̺̾̆͗ͨ̓
̝͕͇̣͐ͩͪͯ͋̊ͭ͡I̹͍̼͕̋ͩͫl̠̭̩̤̊̌̔ͨͭ̃̋l̵͈̯̀̉̌ ̗͓̹̳̂͊͐̑͐̆s̴̖̮̝̲̜͌̈̔̅̌̾e̠̫ͬͩͮ̌ͣ͜eͪ̄̈́̋ͨ̾ ͪy͈ͭͦ̈͑o̴̱̹͎̝̺͑u̷̬̦̫ͭͮ̏̾̃ͧ ̱͙̬͔͌͆̀̋ͮ̏͒ï̽ḍ̵̜̰͈ͭͤ͗̓̓̇ͫí̵͊ͦo̴̖̺̭̥̱͆̆̂̈̅ͦ̚ͅt̘̞̣̜̭̰̫́̀ͬ͗ͪ͜s̬̟̘ͧ̍̑ͮ̈́̕ ̣̰͖̙̞ͩ͂ͣͫ̂̒͞ͅl̪̫̱͔͙̕a te̥̘͙̰̓ͣ͆͂r̢̜̙̜͂̑.̡̪̠̞́.̖͇̪͉ͦ"̳̩̜̱ͭ́̿͛ͭ̌̚͠
"Crap, i think that's Undyne!"
"We better run!"
As we ran away from The Dreemur Family's Royal Guards, we we're stopped by a car.
"Nyeh! Heh! GET IN HERE!"
"do what he says or else we'll blow your brains."
It was Papyrus & Sans!
Crap.. We had no choice!
Either Killed by The Dreemur Family Royal Guard or Killed by MT Sans & Papyrus.
"Alright! Just.. Please! Don't kill us!"
"Psst! Del! Can't you teleport us out of here?"
"I'm out of juice.."
"Wh-?... How..?!"
"Teleporting to a random place takes a lot of Magic Energy..."
"get in, or die." said Sans in a threathening voice.
As we got in the car, we noticed two more Individuals..
Frisk and Gaster.
"So, your Chara huh?" said Frisk
"Y-yes.."
"My Chara is not pleased that there is another Chara out there."
"But i want to make a deal, if you work for us.."
"We won't kill you."
"But, if you refuse.."
"Lets say that Papyrus won't be happy.."
"Nyeeeh... Boss.."
"What is it Papyrus?"
"I want to know, why are we helping these guys.."
"I thought you told me to kill them.."
"Oh, that was before i knew they had powers that would be beneficial to our cause.."
"So, is it a deal?"
"Hmm, alright.. Frisk.."
"If you can supply us with Weapons, we'll work for you."
"Deal."
So our journey inside Mafiatale begins.
Ill need to find a way to get us out of here, but i guess that won't be easy.
Frisk didn't tell us what to do for her.
Guess we'll know sooner or later.
I'm worried about Error!..
What happened to him?
Heh, like our Job for Frisk.
I guess we'll find out sooner or later..
To be continued...