"AH, SO THIS IS SUPER SMASH BROTHERS? I WASN'T EXPECTING IT TO LOOK SO WEIRD..."
"Hey, Papyrus, I don't think this is Smash…" Sans the Skeleton was bewildered by his circumstances. He closely stared at his surroundings trying to make out any recognizable faces that could help. Soon enough, it was evident to Sans that Dr. Alphys' machine had failed to transfer them over into the Smash Bros. universe. "Any ideas on getting back to the Underground and retrying?"
"Hands up! Both of you!" commanded John Wick.
"'SCUSE ME, HUMAN. WILL YOU BE WILLING TO HELP US? WE AREN'T THAT ACCUSTOMED TO THIS UNIVERSE-TRAVELLING THING!" Papyrus seemed oblivious to the fact that he was being held at gunpoint but Sans was cautious not to say anything to anger the man.
"Ahahaha… Why if you weren't lookin' so wack, I'd have mistaken you for a default! Only a real noob would fall for that trick y'all just tried." John Wick kept his aim straight at Papyrus. His eyes warned both of them.
"Trick? You can trust us, we're defenseless", said Sans. John Wick slightly lowered his gun. "Just help us out this once and we can find some way to reward you for it. How about it?" he persuaded.
"Hehe. Depending on your loot, I guess I could see what I can do." John Wick was interrupted by a bullet cutting through the air. "Sniper! HEY, GET DOWN!" Sans and Papyrus quickly dove down. "We got to get a higher ground. Both of you. Follow me!"
The three of them went inside the nearest building and took cover. John Wick headed straight for the stairs.
"You coming' or not?" John Wick yelled in urgency.
Papyrus quickly followed after. Sans remained in the first floor as if he had the time to take in his surroundings. Papyrus didn't notice Sans wasn't following them until the third floor.
"SANS! DON'T BE SUCH A LAZY BONES AT A TIME LIKE THIS!" Papyrus yelled.
"Sorry, bro. I feel like my lungs are about to explode! Oh, wait…" Sans said in mockery.
"YOU DON'T EVEN LOOK TIRED! DON'T JOKE AROUND WHEN WE'RE ABOUT TO DIE, SANS!" Papyrus yelled without looking where he was going.
"Hey!" John Wick alerts Papyrus. Papyrus stops merely an inch away from some surprise spikes. "Either focus on your surroundings while talking or don't talk at all." He warns.
"Where did that trap come from? We didn't even go into battle." Sans asked.
"We're always in battle", John Wick said in an epic voice, "One mistake and you'll lose your victory royal."
"Victory Royal? Just call it life, dude."
"That's not what it means. You don't die here, you get shot and your body gets teleported back to base. A Victory Royal is-" John Wick was interrupted for the fiftieth time.
"OwO WHAT'S THIS?" Papyrus held out a gun with a purple aura.
"That would be a Minigun", John Wick says snobbily, "As I was saying…"
"WHO'S IS IT?"
"Nobody's"
"CAN I HAVE IT?"
"Well…" John Wick didn't like the idea of Sans and Papyrus getting too comfortable in this place. He'll just help them get some directions and -Wait- What was he doing? When did he agree to help these two? "If you can use it, it's yours," he responded.
John Wick stayed in front of the group making sure there weren't anymore traps. Along the way, John Wick was able to fill them in on the details of how they would retaliate. If he was going to help them, they might as well assist him with his kills.