AFTER THE PACIFIST ROUTE, THE MONSTERS WERE ABLE TO BREAK THE MAGICAL BARRIER
AND RISE TO THE SURFACE. FRISK AND THEIR FRIENDS HAVE BEEN ON PLANET EARTH FOR QUITE
SOME TIME NOW. . .
SOMETHING ABOUT THIS SUMMER VACATION. . .
FILLS YOU WITH DETERMINATION
As time goes by, the seasons change. Flowers start to bloom, the bugs start to flutter, and the sun gets HOTTER. So hot, that the only thing you would want to do is go swimming out in the ocean. The reason the sun felt so hot? The monsters were in California. California has one of the highest U.S.A. populations and is crawling with fans... EVERYWHERE.
Now, Frisk, don't be terrified. These people know how to maturely act in front of their favorite characters (HOPEFULLY). Just hope that they don't have heart attacks, or have sinful fanart, bad shippings, dank memes, and yeah you know...stuff that a mature person shouldn't be doing...yeah they're not mature, Frisk. Just please watch your back. . . . .
Meanwhile, in Toriel's house, all of the windows are closed and all of the fans (air fans, duh) were turned on full blast. Frisk (you I guess) was in their room reading a book, they stopped reading to fan themselves with their book. Meanwhile, Chara was in the same room as Frisk, torturing a blank, stuffed voodoo doll with needles. She then started to fan herself with the voodoo doll, even though it was a bit ineffective compared to a large, "Harry Potter"-sized book.
"My child," Toriel called. "Can you come down here please? We need to talk about something."
"Yes, Mom," Frisk responded as they walk down the stairs. Chara followed them.
As they walked down a set of stairs that had about seven steps, they walked to the kitchen to find food on the dinning table. The goat mother was already sitting at the dinning table, at the very end. Flowey was beside her and looked like he was wilting because of the intense heat. She seemed a bit concerned about staying here in California for a bit too long.
"Frisk, we need to discuss something... Since it's so hot out here, I'm not sure if we're able to stay in this city, anymore. And wherever we go, there are going to be these...creeps. So why not you, me, Asriel, and everyone else go out somewhere to cool off? Then, we'll go back to our real home?"
**Act Stay/Go You chose to go to the summer trip
"What a wonderful choice! I'll go and pack my bags, while you go pack yours! That means you too, Flowey!" Toriel brightens her smile.
"But I have no hands. . ." Flowey debated.
Frisk, Chara, and Toriel walk upstairs to pack their things, leaving poor Flowey downstairs in the kitchen.
"I HAVE NO LEGS, EITHER, YOU KNOW!"