Frisk walked around the big house, without much of a care in the world. They came across a storage closet and looked through it, finding various supplies Muffet sold at her bakery. They found a box of purple cigarettes, made of spiders and webbing just like Muffet's cigars. Muffet sold these at her bakery, as she preferred to keep her cigars for herself.
Frisk took a cigarette out and put it into their mouth, putting the box back. They weren't quite sure why, but this was something they'd like to do now and then. Muffet didn't seem to mind, since Frisk didn't light it. Though, given what they knew of Muffet, she probably wouldn't mind even if they did light it, since it was made of spiders and webs anyway.
"Frisk, dear, could you help me with something outside?" asked Muffet.
Frisk then walked outside to see Muffet, titanic cigar dangling from her mouth like always, cleaning an ornate purple cannon, similar to the type you would see in the circus. Frisk smiled as they saw the sight. They had been fired out of that same cannon quite a few times before, and they had always enjoyed it, even if it was kind of scary at first. It was usually reserved for speacial occasions, such as birthdays, holidays, talent shows, festivals, parties, things along those lines. Muffet was also wearing a headset.
Frisk walked up to Muffet and asked what the occasion was.
"Well, dear." said Muffet, cigar bobbing up and down in her mouth as she talked. "This is for a very special occasion. You see that?"
Muffet took her cigar from her mouth to point it at the full moon in the night sky.
Frisk nodded, curious to see where this was going.
"Well." said Muffet, smiling brightly. "I was thinking we could try to see if this cannon would be powerful enough to blast us all the way to it. Sure, it's in outer space, but this cannon is pretty strong. Why, it blasted Mr. Tuffet clear over the horizon on more than one occasion. Think of it, Frisk. You'd be the first child to land on the moon, and I'd be the first monster. All that fame would get our bakery a lot of revenue. In fact,"
Frisk wasn't sure if the idea would work, but they sure were excited about the idea. They smiled up at Muffet.
"Now, then." said Muffet. She held her cigar up to the cigarette in Frisk's mouth, lighting it. "Would you like to volunteer to test it out?"
Frisk was somewhat surprised by Muffet lighting their cigarette, but continued smiling. The cigarette tasted pretty much like how Muffet's cigar smelled, sort of like a smokey bakery filled with cakes and donuts. They agreed to test it out.
Muffet put her cigar back into her mouth and said "That's the spirit." Picking up Frisk with four of her arms, she carried them over the cannon and placed them inside. Adjusting the cannon's aim, Muffet pointed it up to the full moon in the sky.
She then placed a pair of headphones onto Frisk's head. "So we can communicate while you're on the moon." she explained, tapping her own headset.
Muffet picked up the fuse. "Are you ready, Frisk?"
Frisk nodded and gave a thumbs up.
Muffet smiled. She held the fuse up to both Frisk's cigarette and her own cigar, sparking it up and igniting it. As the fuse burned down, Muffet stepped back as she began counting down.
"Five...four...three...two...one..."
Frisk smiled as Muffet yelled "FIRE!"
The cannon indeed fire, blasting Frisk far off into the sky. Muffet stood next to the cannon, smiling with pride even as she was covered in soot from standing so close to the blast. She watched as Frisk cheered with excitement as they flew through the sky, leaving behind a trail of purple smoke from their cigarette. Soon, they disappeared into the night sky with a twinkle in the direction of the moon.