BONUS MARK THIS IS BONUS! BONUS DUDE THIS IS FRICKIN BONUS! MAUKUS!
Hello and as you can tell from the title this entire chapter is FRICKING BONUS, MAUKUS WHY ARE WE DOING THE BONUS!
Ah sorry about that outburst, that's just what happens when BONUS appears, and it's a reference. If you know, you know. So this is just an extra chapter with some stuff that I made for the story, but will not use. There's 2 freebies for you to read, and I'll tell you the gist of each one as they come up.
So this first sequence is the original concept/idea/scene/ending that I made up one day sometime after playing deltarune that made me come up with this entire story in the first place. I decided to write it all out, enjoy.
On a side note this first ending is very much part of Berdly's Epic Gamer Moment(BEGM for short), but this version isn't canon to the main timeline. Although a small variation of this sequence is what will happen on the next day for my boy Berdly in the actual BEGM story.
For now, I consider this story finished.
Original Concept/Ending that created Berdly's Epic Gamer Moment:
Today is a new day, and a new day means a chance to expand my horizons!
"Let's get this straight, buddy. You want to work at my store?"
Today, I'm applying for a real job! Sure I have that gig with Ms. Boom, but that's more like volunteer work instead of an actual job. I want to experience an actual minimum-wage job on my own terms, not when life says I need one!
And I want to save up money to buy the next-gen consoles. My parents recently bought me a Switch and the newest dragon blazers game I really wanted. They won't be buying me any more "gamer products" anytime soon.
Although, it will be tough to get through this lazy shopkeeper. He's the newest member of town. The short skeleton who's always smiling:
Sans.
Insert song: sans
By Toby Fox
I'm sure I can persuade him! It's all about confidence!
"Yes, that's exactly what I want!" I state proudly.
"I like the enthusiasm, kid, but to be honest do you think I can afford to hire someone on a janitor's salary?"
Sans' asks me with a humorous look in his eye sockets as he digs through groceries in a box to stock up the grocery tree.
Even though there's no school today, I woke up first thing in the morning with the sunrise and headed straight to the skeleton's shop unimaginatively named "Sans's". I had to wait 20 minutes before Sans finally left his house(which is RIGHT NEXT TO HIS STORE!) and opened his convenience store, but not before he greeted me with a bird pun. Despite his short time here everyone in town knows that Sans loves making bad jokes. I've only heard the one pun and now that joke about him being the 'janitor', but my first impressions are that my classmates are over-exaggerating how bad they are.
They're better than Snowy's 'jokes' by miles.
"Hah! Very funny Mr. Sans but hiring a new employee as astute as I am will be a smart business move. Plus, your janitor's salary isn't the same as a normal janitor. You are covering for the absent cashier, and you're the owner."
There we go, invalidating his excuses should put him on the ropes!
"First off, no need to call me 'mister'. Just call me Sans. Next, you've got it all wrong, smartypants. I'm not getting paid for covering that lazybones of a cashier, and as the owner I can't afford to waste money."
Crap, that 'janitor' alibi really is foolproof! Sans hangs a bunch of bananas on the tree, but he really has to stretch to get up there thanks to his short stature. He stops what he's doing and adopts a thoughtful expression.
Well, as thoughtful as you can get when you're smiling all the time.
"Although you do raise a good point. It might be a smart move to hire someone qualified… it would lower my workload, but I'm not interested in hiring anyone right now. I'm doing just fine by myself."
Hmph, time for plan B!
"Okay Sans. I can demonstrate my skills. Maybe then you will see that I'm qualified for your… convenience store."
Why would Sans want someone qualified? Being a convenience store employee practically requires zero skill! Gah, I need to be patient with this guy. He's probably looking for someone he can trust.
"Here, let me help you with the grocery tree."
Asserting myself, I grab a random product from the box… Huh, a can of beans with a little hook on it. I hang the item on the tree with ease. I turn back to the skeleton. Hmm, I can't really see anything behind his smiling visage.
"Do you mind if I hang up the rest of the stuff in this box?" I ask.
"Go ahead, buddy. I'll get to restocking the eggs."
Sans leaves the box and moves to the basket of eggs where he brings out an egg carton hanging out of his jacket pocket and begins filling the basket. I shrug and get to emptying my box of miscellaneous groceries.
"Shouldn't kids like you be sleeping in? There's no school today last I checked. I can't imagine waking up early for anything that isn't… well… this."
Sans gestures to the carton of eggs in his hands. Normally I would partake in the lazy man's activity of sleeping in, but this was an integral part of my plan! Also…
"I guess I should be sleeping, but I naturally wake up early."
"Ah, I get ya. The early bird gets the worm, heh."
Damn it. This time I do groan in annoyance, but less because of the pun but because of the fact I was gonna say it myself. He beat me to it. I hang the last item on the tree and I prepare to tell him the perks that come with hiring me.
"And that's good for you, Sans! I can be here for the morning hours, and as you can see, I can help you by doing the menial tasks."
I look at the height of the now fully stocked grocery tree. That's another reason!
"And, no offense, I'll be able to do the things that require a taller person. You really had to stretch yourself to put those bananas up there."
Heh, I'm doing great so far. Sans puts the last egg in the basket and he looks at my work.
"Yeah I can see that. Nice job by the way, although these beans go over… here."
Sans grabs the can of beans and hangs it above the other basket of random fruits.
"I thought of this yesterday. Put a can of beans over this basket to let people know this one has more than just fruit."
Sans tells me like that makes sense. That basket only has fruit! I put my hand in to see what Sans's talking about.
Woah!
The basket is deeper than it looks, it has all sorts of things in here! Sans chuckles at my shocked expression.
"Awesome idea, I know, right? Anyway, let's get back to your suggestions. I get that you can help with the manual labor… but the other one about you taking the morning shift? The only upside I see to that idea is that I'm able to get some more sleep."
As Sans says that he becomes analytical and he looks me in the eyes. Yikes he's really staring me down. What's he looking for?
"Hmm… more sleep or waking up early? Tempting offer, birdy, but I'm gonna need to know more about you. Follow me real quick, and grab that box while you're at it."
I follow the skeleton's orders and he brings me to the cashier's counter.
"Alright we're at my office. Go ahead and chuck that box behind the counter with the others."
I do as he says and let the empty box reconnect with its brethren.
"What are we doing, Sans?" I ask him.
"It's time for your interview. Buckle up, tweety bird, time to answer my questions."
Oh snap! I thought we were already interviewing! I got to keep my cool!
"First things first, what's your name, kid?"
"Oh, Berdly, sir."
"Really? That's comedic. Guess your parents aren't that good with names, huh."
"Sadly, that is the case. You don't want to know what name they would've chosen if I had a sibling."
"Oh that just makes me want to know more, but I'll spare ya the embarrassment for today. Let's see… How good are you with numbers?"
"I'm the top of my class at school! I'm well acquainted with math if I do say so myself."
"Good, you'll need it to keep track of all this junk, but how about I review your math skills real quick."
"Oh, sure! I'll pass with flying colors!"
"Heh, you're pretty confident in yourself. Let's see how well you do. Okay, what's 9 plus 10?"
"19."
I really had to stomp down the urge to follow through with the stupid meme.
"Self-control, nice."
Oh heavens, this skeleton has meme knowledge!?
"Next one, 2.5 times 4?"
"Uhh… 10."
"Okay… what is 0 factorial?"
HUH?!
"… 0?"
"Wrong, 0 factorial is 1… the same as 1 factorial. Congrats you passed the test, the last one was to see how nerdy you were. If you got that right the next question would've been an integral."
How is 0 factorial 1, and an integral!? I never studied those with Noelle!
Sans laughs it off.
"I may not look like it, but I'm a pretty smart guy myself."
No kidding. Sans is just full of surprises, it seems. Thank goodness he just wanted to test my basic math skills. I would've failed the advanced math without a doubt. Sans clears his throat.
"I do have another question for you: How organized are you, as a person?"
Ah organization. That's self-explanatory for a job like this. Well I'm no Tasque Manager but I am neat!
"I am a clean bird with standards!"
I proudly proclaim. Sans's smile grows a bit wider.
"You're starting to sound like my brother. And by that I mean squawking like he does."
Sans winks as he delivers the pun. Ugh, birds don't squawk! We sing with our very refined vocal cords!
Obviously, this time I do groan in pain at his pun which gets the skeleton to chuckle.
"You actually groaned at my joke that time. You were doing pretty good compared to the other people who hear my jokes. I almost thought you were a fellow pun connoisseur like me, but I guess you're not a fan." Sans remarks.
Wow, he was able to discern which of my groans were an actual reaction to how bad the joke was! Talk about having a good read on people, Sans is on another level!
"I can appreciate corny jokes like yours, but there's a fine line where certain types of puns stop being funny."
My views on punny humor are obviously not as high as Sans thinks them to be.
"Yeah, I bet bird puns get insulting after a while, I'll be sure to come up with some better ones. Welp, I've seen enough. Not bad for an on-the-fly interview."
That was another pun, wasn't it? Jeez, this guy's good at this. Moving on to the important stuff.
"Really, that's it?"
I am surprised at the brevity of the supposedly 'real' interview. Sans gives me another wink.
"Yep, that's it. No more questions. I can tell that you're a good kid. A bit of an annoying guy who thinks he's smart, but still a good kid."
At least blunt honesty is kind of reassuring in a way… but ouch that stung. The skeleton keeps on speaking.
"I have to admit, you got me thinking about hiring a certain someone, but I'm gonna need some time to think about it."
That tone of voice… hmph. He thinks he's being sneaky! He's playing the 'I'll think about it but in reality I already made up my mind' act, and I won't fall for it!
"If you are trying to say no then you can just say it." I bluntly state.
Sans gives me a 'what made you think that?' head tilt(I should mention that he's still smiling), but then he closes his eyes and shakes his head in understanding.
"Nah nah nah. Look, buddy, I'm not rejecting you. I was serious when I said I'll think about it. I just need some time to mull it over. Make sure I'm not rushing anything." Sans says assuringly.
Oh! My assumptions were misplaced it seems. That's a relief!
"Oh, I'm sorry for assuming! Thank you, Sans! Uh, when will you make your decision?"
"I'm not sure, but feel free to fly by sometime this afternoon. By then I should have made up my mind… hopefully."
At the last word he raises his hands to his sides and shrugs.
… I'll take that…
Wait, 'fly by' was another pun. I almost missed that… ugh actually I wish I missed it. That one is pretty bad AND it's a repeat of the last pun.
I think my business here is done. I'll just come by later.
"Well, thank you for taking some time to listen to my job application, Sans. I'll be sure to visit you later today. Goodbye!"
I politely said to the bony shopkeeper.
"No problem, kid. I'm sure you have better things to do than talk with a random stranger. See ya."
Sans says goodbye with a smile that looks just a bit warmer than his usual smile. I start walking out of the store wondering what video game I should boot up when I get home.
"Hey, Berdly, wait a sec."
Huh… he did remember my name.
I turned around pleasantly surprised that he called me by my name. I had the impression he was the type of monster who just didn't use people's names because they couldn't remember any.
Glad to see I'm wrong though. I guess this is another one of Sans's many surprises.
"Yeah, Sans."
"Could you do me a huge favor?"
As Sans asks me that he pulls out another carton of eggs from his pocket. The pockets on those shorts must be deep. I didn't even notice them!
"You know Toriel right?" Sans asks.
"Of course I do. She's a teacher at the school." I answer.
"You see, yesterday she asked me if I could deliver an extra carton of eggs to her house this morning. She said it was for a 'secret surprise' or something like that. She already paid for them, but her house is pretty far from here. The problem is I'll get tuckered out before I even make it halfway, and I don't want to let her down. It would help me out a ton if you could deliver these for me."
A delivery to Toriel's house? … But that's also Kris's house! It would be very weird if I went inside and Kris was the only one home. Well, it's just a delivery, no need to go inside. Plus, it'll increase my chances of getting hired. Ultimately, I decided to do Sans's favor.
"Sure thing, Sans. A simple delivery is no match for my caliber!"
Sans laughs at my bravado, and then gives me the eggs.
"Thanks, pal. You're saving me from a skele-ton of unneeded exercise." Sans thanks me with a wink.
Ha! I like that joke!
With eggs in hand, I leave Sans's store and begin to walk to the Dreemurr household.
Eject sans: Song end
A walk through town later and now I'm on the driveway to Ms. Toriel's(and by extension Kris's) house. As I walk up to the front door I notice that her car is parked next to the house, so she's home… hold on!
I looked at Toriel's car again to make sure I saw that right.
Are her tires… slashed?!
Yikes! That's horrible, who would do that! I better let her know! I knock on the door to— What in the world!? The front door was cracked open, and my knocking opened the door to see into the… uh, living room…?
Why is it so dark inside? I can't see anything past the door frame. What's going on…? I poke my head inside to try and see something, but I can't. As I attempt to look inside the dark room I start feeling this feeling.
A feeling of familiarity. The good kind of familiar too. I feel the urge to jump inside, like this empty blackness is calling to me. As the urge to jump grows I realize why this black void feels familiar.
It's because this is like a dream, but not just any dream.
Yesterday's dream. I haven't thought about it much but I still remember the whole thing. Cyber World, Queen, her mansion, her servants, the city, Kris's odd behavior and Noelle's… incident. The important thing is…
This is ALL real!
If this is really happening, then that "dream" was more than just a surreal experience.
I feel a smirk creep up my beak.
Ms. Toriel and Kris… they're in there. In the new Dark World, and someone is gonna have to save them.
…
I know exactly what I'm going to do.
I place the eggs I'm holding next to the door and then I grip the edges of the door frame.
Then I push myself into the void.
I fall into the black void and as I fall I transform before my very eyes. A shower of sparks turns my shirt into a set of well worn glow-in-the-dark armor complete with an orange cape, and a familiar orange scouter appears over my left eye. At this point my smirk has turned into a wide smile as excitement runs through my body. Still falling, I hold up my hand and summon my trusty hal-'bird' of green magic energy.
DING
It fits naturally into my hand like it's the pen I use for school.
Then I land on the carpeted ground without a hitch.
Heh, it's my time to shine… I take a step forward in this new world with heroic thoughts filling my head.
Kris and Toriel, here I come!
END
This next bonus thingy is an unused sequence I made for chapter 3. Supposed to be a sequence exploring the dynamic between Kris and my iteration of the SOUL. This didn't fit in the main story because of it's different perspective from the 1st person Berdly style, but I kept their conflicts and fight for control as mostly comedic little hints in the actual chapter 3 as to what their dynamic was. Enjoy.
Kris called for Ralsei… but nobody came.
"Hey Kris. I know what we have to do. Only SHE can kill Spamton NEO with his defense so high."
"No."
Kris called for Susie… but nobody came.
"Kris! You know who to call! She'll come and she'll save us."
"Shut up! We are not doing anything to Noelle! You are done controlling her! Ralsei and Susie will come… they have to."
"I already told you that I'm done with all the manipulation stuff! I am sorry for what I made you do! I got carried away."
"You call forcing me and Noelle to kill everything just to get a ring so you can try and kill Berdly out of curiosity 'carried away'! I heard all of your thoughts, you psycho. I thought I could trust you!"
"I can't take back what I did, but I promise that it won't happen again. But you heard Spamton NEO Kris. Nobody's going to come save us. Nobody except Noelle, say her name and she will obey, but you already knew that… at least I think you knew."
"Did you?"
"I said SHUT UP!"
"S-someone else will come. I just have to keep him busy."
"Don't delude yourself. Kris, please, it's our only option."
"Stop it with the 'our' and the 'us', you are not ME!"
"… Please. Someone, a-anyone! Anyone else but Noelle."
Kris called for Berdly… but nobody came.
"… Now you're getting desperate. Berdly may know about me, but he still can't hear your cries for help, just like the others. PLEASE JUST SAY HER NAME, KRIS!"
"Never."
…
"Sorry, man."
You take control of Kris's voice, Kris tightens their throat to stop you, but you manage to get out a whisper.
You whispered Noelle's name.
END
"Because this chapter is BONUS that means that the cassette player is still broken contrary to the working music suggestions. I just found a BONUS cassette player. The main one is still broken, and the quality on this one SUCKS BALLS" - The Homie Maldron