Gooooood evening, everybody! This is The Author, coming to you late for the first year anniversary of Undertale! How are you all doing tonight?
So, am I late to the party? *Checks calender.* EeeeYeah. Will any of you care? Maybe, I don't know. Let me know with a review.
So, I haven't exactly been updating constantly like I did last school year, but then again, I haven't exactly had a lot of free time like back then, too. (Curse you, three AP classes in one semester!)
Today, though, I decided to make myself write. I say that a lot, don't I? I wonder what that says about me. Hmm...
Well, enough about that, let's get to the anniversary already!
First Year Anniversary Take Two!
Frisk was usually a very stoic child. They could sit still for hours at a time without much fidgeting, no matter the circumstances. Today, however, was different.
"Frisk, sit still. Fidgeting is very unbecoming, especially for you." Linda snapped her fingers angrily in their direction. What that was to accomplish, Frisk didn't know.
"What do you mean, especially for Frisk?" Sans asked, raising his head from his crossed arms on the table.
"I mean what I said. Someone of their… nature is bound to be judged extra hard for what they do."
"You mean like by old bags like you?"
"Why, I never-!"
"'Sides, can you blame them? It's been a whole year since they freed monster kind from the barrier, and there's going to be a whole party for it. Even I'm practically…" Sans crumpled the paper in front of him into a ball. "… bouncing in my seat."
"That doesn't make any sense!" Linda yelled.
Sans flattened out the paper ball to reveal a flyer for the Ebott Elementary canned food drive. "How about you just can it, Linda?"
"You little—!"
BEEP BEEP BEEeeooop….
"Dang it!" Flowey shouted angrily. "My wagon horn died!"
"Maybe you'll get a new one for Christmas," Gloria said gently.
"In four months! Ah, whatever, listen up people!" Flowey drove around the table of the meeting room. "The food drive is as good as done, and we need to hurry up a pick the prize for the class with most cans."
"I wonder why we didn't do this sooner," Helen said aloud.
"Because this chapter needed a plot! And we're also holding the meeting in the middle of the school day because plot! And Frisk is here because reasons! Are we all caught up now?"
Several parents droned in agreement.
"Good. Now, who has an idea?"
Frisk waved their hand excitedly.
"You can't participate, Frisk, you're not a parent or a teacher," Linda scolded.
"Yes, Frisk, what is it?" Flowey asked. Linda glared at him.
"We could have Muffet come in and give out spider donuts and cider!" They signed. "She was going to give out refreshments at the party later, so she might have some extra!"
"That's a good idea Frisk, though I don't know if Muffet would be so willing to hand things out for free," Sans said. "Maybe we could ask her to cater a little party for the school later this week to celebrate the anniversary instead?"
"No, no, definetley not," Linda said, shaking her head.
"And why is that?" Sans asked through half lidded eye sockets.
"You said it yourself. Why should we pay for a reward that the kids won't even appreciate? We should get them something cheap, like some bouncy balls you'd get in the sale aisle."
"I could make them my lemon squares!" Helen offered.
"Besides," Linda nodded in Helen's direction, "the children won't care about some anniversary, so why should we make a big deal about it? It's not like anything good happened..."
Meanwhile, near the door, a pale red head with a pink "#2 Sister" shirt swept her broom aimlessly. "Oh, you'd be surprised," she said under her breath with something that could resemble a smile.
Sans stood up. "The Author is right!"
"Oh, snap, I've been caught!" The Author scurried into a corner.
"Don't start the whole 'monsters are evil' shtick now of all times, Linda." Sans unzipped his jacket and flapped the sides in a "come at me" way. "It's been a year, Linda, get over it: Monsters. Are. Staying. And there's nothing you can say or do that will change that."
Suddenly, Muffet and her spider friends tap danced into the room. "Did someone mention my name, dearies?" She giggled.
"Uh, I mean I guess. Like, a minute ago." Flowey brushed some spiders that had gotten too close to his wagon. Helen shrieked about her lemon squares.
Frisk bounded out of their seat and waved at Muffet. "We wanted to ask if you would give some of your pastries to the class that donated the most food for the food drive! And maybe you would cater a party for the school later this week! Please?"
"Ahuhuhu~" Muffet giggled again, "I'd be happy to, dearie~ for just an eensy, weensy fee..."
"Just put it on my tab," Sans called.
"You don't have a tab, Sans, get out of my bakery."
"But we're not in your bakery."
Linda shrieked as Muffet's pet came to inspect her curiously. The Author tried to gently goad it away with her broom.
"Well, I'm taking this as a unanimous decision," Flowey said, proceeding to bang his gavel against Helen's lemon squares. "We'll get the money from the treasurer."
"I'm the treasurer," said Muffet.
"Happy Anniversary, everyone!" The Author cheered.
Head canon I don't actually think #19: The day Undertale came out equals the day Frisk saved the underground, alternate timelines notwithstanding.
Were the parties a success? Heck yeah! Who doesn't want a party with cake and stuff? Cake and stuff is good. You should get cake and stuff. If you can, I mean.
So, who liked the cameo? I figured that it was a special occasion, so I dropped in on the meeting to spy on the goings on. Do you guys like that sort of stuff? I did a story or two with self inserts for other series, and I'd like to recommend them to you. Sadly, I didn't get a lot of reviews for them, so I have no idea if they're that great, though, given that someone (not saying who) said that the last chapter was kind of boring, they might just be more action packed to suit your tastes. Read them and find out!
So, I've got some kind of cold/allergy thing today, and I don't want to be awake doing homework stuff right now. I mean, it's not due until next week, so maybe I could save it for tomorrow... yeah, I'm bad, sue me. (Please do not.)
So, was this up to par? Was it a satisfying way to celebrate the anniversary? Tell me what you thought in a review, and I'll see you again, eventually!
