So, here's the first fic of level three in the c/p Challenges by the Dozen xP Enjoy! /headcanon that Bob is the only sane one in Temmietown xD
Cover credit to my wonderful twin "The sleepless ghostly being" (:
Temmie vibrated violently. Tem couldn't believe Tem's eyes. The customer wasn't sending Tem to college. Customer was sponsoring Tem to make Tem's own Tem College!1!1!1!1!1!
At once, the dog-cat-thing spontaneously exploded, either from the vibrating or the allergy to other Tem. One or the other.
But Tem was alright.
Most likely.
"Hoi, and welcome to Tem College!1!1!1!" shouted Professor Tem, looking around a massive crowd of Temmies and one Bob, and vibrating intensely.
There was a loud vibrating cheer from the Temmies and Bob. Tem could finally go to college! Lots of customers were not cute and forced Tem to give up money for cool stuff but now Tem go to college!1!1!1!
Once the vibrating died down slightly, Professor Temmie cleared Tem's throat. "The course syllabus! Tem classes include: How To Cook Temmie Flakes, Controlling Vibrating Habits 101, How To Be Bob, Leg Therapy, and Curing Allergies to Tem."
The classes were narrowed down from a list of perfect classes for Tems until Professor Tem had chosen only the finest for Temmies and one Bob.
All of a sudden, there was a scream from the back of Temmie Hall. A small Tem had fallen over in excitement from the college experience. Everybody began vibrating even more out of worry.
"Doctor Tem! Doctor Tem! Get Tem some Temmie Flakes stat!" Professor Tem screeched out over the crowd, hoping there actually was a Doctor Temmie.
A random Tem, presumably Doctor Tem, scuttled out of the hall quickly to presumably gather some emergency Temmie Flakes. Everybody waited nervously for Doctor Tem, but now it was two days later. The doctor was still out gathering emergency Tem Flakes, and the poor Tem's condition wasn't getting any better over time.
Finally, one dog-cat-thing faced his fears and stood up in the crowd. The crowd grew silent, except for the twitching Temmie and a low-key vibration buzz. This one was not a Tem. He was Bob!
"Hi, I'm Bob. The poor Temmie is really suffering so I am going to go help that Temmie," Bob said calmly and sanely, smiling. Then, he zoomed over to where the Temmie had fallen. Quickly, Bob used his amazing muscles to finally lift the Tem back up onto Tem's feet.
However, there was no celebratory hero-chant for Bob. There was, for once, silence, until there was a unison scandalous gasp.
"Muscles r... NOT CUTE!1!11!1!"
A few Temmies were now weeping. "Bob! I thought we were friends!" several of them cried out dramatically, in total distress over this new discovery.
In fact, the only happy one was a lurking Aaron, who in response to Bob's muscles, flexed so hard to show off that he flexed out of the room.
But Bob didn't stop. He flexed his muscles again, and every Temmie in the room promptly exploded.
