Don's P.O.V.
Chara frees me from the cage.
Me: Why did you do that?
Cara: I need your help controlling your powers.
Me: Okay.
I grab the controls and control my arms and legs and grab a cigarette and lighter.
Chara: Really?
Me: What?
Chara: You're going to give yourself lung cancer.
Me: I do have lots of organs except lungs.
Chara: So how do you breath?
Me: Same way Sans and Papyrus do.
Chara: Whatever. Just kill the writer.
Me: What?
Writer: What?
To make sure he doesn't run I grab him.
Chara: A Writer's E.X.P. is as great as all the monsters in the Ruins.
Me: Okay. (To the Writer) Sorry.
Writer: It's okay. Goodbye Don my first ever child.
Me: Goodbye father.
I summon my flail and kill him and cry a bit before starting to laugh. First quietly then louder.
Me: What is this feeling?
Chara: The feeling of your first kill.
Me: Let's kill more people.
Chara: This is the beginning.
Our L.V. was increased to 5.