Chapter 9: More-door
Sans stepped into the nether portal with Tyrone. His vision went purple, but then, when his vision returned, Sans was awestruck. The portal had taken them to a mountain of doors. Sans peered out over the mountain. Doors were on the ground, the sides of the mountains, and even the mountain's peak!
"Hol' up." Tyrone said, looking down at his pants.
"My cock ain't a door now, right?" He said.
Sans chuckled, his bones rattling. They looked out over the distance, and there it was. Mount More-door. It was covered with molten doors (big surprise) from top to bottom. Sans and Tyrone trekked through the valleys of More-door until they reached the base of the mountain.
"Uh-oh. Tyrone? We have a problem."
"Yeah? What is it, Sans?"
Tyrone looked ready to help Sans with whatever his problem was.
"Um… well…" Sans started, trailing off, "I...I have to take a fat piss."
"Damn daniel! Me too!" Tyrone responded.
It was decided. They would first find a place to take a fat piss (and maybe a thick dump too) before they continued on their journey. So, they each took a piss, but Sans got some piss on him because they crossed streams by accident.
"Yo, Sans! You just pissed on me!" Tyrone yelped.
"S-Sorry! My mom always told me I had bad aim!" Sans replied.
They shrugged it off, and they continued on their way. As they walked away from where they did the do, the ground began to rumble.
"Huh?" Sans exclaimed
"Are my stomach problems back from when I was on The Backyardigans?" Tyrone worryingly said.
Behind them, A giant Iron Door popped out of the ground!
"HOW DARE YOU DO THE DO ON MY LAND!" The Iron Door bellowed. "OH AND HOW FAT IT WAS!"
"Yeah it was a fat piss…" Tyrone said, "C'mon man, we were just doing the do!"
Sans quickly crafted a button using the wooden planks in his inventory. He dashed up to the Iron Door, and placed the button next to it.
"NOOO!" Screamed the Iron Door.
"Sayonara, Door!"
Sans pressed the wooden button, and the Iron Door opened, as his door insides fell out of his shingles, falling on the floor, squishing like a slime youtuber at 3:00 AM. After the insides of the Iron Door fell out, the border patrol came out of the door.
"Bones up!" They said to Sans.
"Ah damn, they found my crack!" Tyrone shrieked.
The border patrol looked at Sans, before asking a question.
"You're not allowed to be here you boney lad! You need a green card!"
Sans whipped the green card out of his pants, and showed it to the border patrol. They studied it for a moment before giving it back to him. They seemed to be satisfied.
"Alright, you're off the hook. This here door just makes sure that no illegal immigrants pass through More-door. Be on your way!"
Sans and Tyrone continued on their journey to the peak of Mount Doom. Before they knew it, they had reached the cusp of the peak of the mountain.