Oct began walking again, thinking about what he did. As he passed a Lake, he saw Skelebro playing leap frog with Dat Boi.

"I am the best at this" Dat Boi said.

"Well, duh! You're an actual Frog!" Skelebro said, he then noticed Octavio and walked up to him. "Hello, Oct. Is something on your mind?" Skelebro said. Oct looked at Him and said,

"Nothing..."

"I can see you're lying" Octavio adjusted his scarf.

"Well... There's this new guy i met... He's pretty cool..."

"You must be talking about Fresh, i know him. He sucks at board games." Oct smiled a bit, but the smile didn't last long at all.

"Yeah, him. Well... UT dared me to kiss him... And i did." Oct tried hiding his face but failed miserably.

"I see. You have a serious medical condition that can't be cured, It's love." Skelebro told him.

"Come on skeleton. I don't have all day." Dat Boi told him. Skelebro ignored.

"Yeah... That's it, i thi-" Octavio was interrupted by a loud BANG! off the distance. He looked into the direction of the sound, and he saw Hola and Pootis shooting birds.

"I must go now. Memes don't usually have patience. Good luck, Oct." Skelebro said, trotting back to Dat Boi. Oct sighed and decided to greet Hola and Pootis. He had nothing better to do anyways. He put his hands back in his coat pockets and walked slowly over, looking at the ground. As he looked down, he saw dozens of dead birds, Canaries, parrots, pigeons, owls, even an eagle.

"Hey." Hola looked at oct and waved.

"Yo. Do you want a sandwich?" Pootis said, handing a sandwich over to Oct.

"What's it made of?" Oct asked, just out of curiosity, He'd eat any type of sandwich.

"Sandwich is made of sandwich" Pootis told him, revealing a sandwich inside of the sandwich.

"Thanks" Oct shrugged, and took a bite. He then asked, "Hola, how do you bond with Mean wolf so easily?"

"Well, it's not very complicated. We just love each other the same amount. Also, we have A LOT in common." Hola said, taking out a cigar. Oct thought for a bit. Maybe he could compare their similarities! But that might not turn out well, since Fresh is dank as fuck and Oct is a selfish son of a bitch. He could at least give it a try.

"Thanks, Hola!" Oct said, running off. Hola gave him a 'see ya' type of wave. Pootis shot another bird. Oct began walking again, realizing he wasn't going anywhere in a hurry. As he walked, he began to think of similarities between him and Fresh, even though he had only met him for 4 minutes. So far, he knew he enjoyed humor, and fucking around... And the fact tha- Okay, Octavio doesn't like any of those character traits. He began thinking of what HE likes. Oct likes to call Sans a cheating Bish... He knew Fresh wouldn't do that to Sans. He was at the point of giving up until he felt something soft hit his head. As he snapped out of his thinking, he looked down, seeing a paper airplane.

"Hey, Oct!" He heard a slightly familiar voice. It was Blueyez. She walked over to Oct.

"Blueyez? I thought you weren't going to be in this story!" Oct looked at Blueyez, picking up the paper airplane and putting it in his coat pocket, in case he was bored and wanted to throw it.

"You, Numbnuts! You know how much Sans likes to lie!" Blueyez reminded him. Oct suddenly felt a ping of recognition. He remembered how much of a liar Sans is.

"Oh yeah. I forgot about that. How could i forget?" Octavio felt a bit dumb not remembering how Sans is, even though he knows Sans very well.

"UT told me about you and Fresh. What's the matter, ya liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike him?" She asked in an annoying voice. Oct hid his face in his jacket saying,

"Maybe..."

"Well, let me give you some obvious advice. Never, EVER, be at a point of giving up."

"But what if-"

"NEVER!" Blueyez gelled at Oct to a point of scaring him a little.

"O-okay..." Oct said, his pupils still filled with shock.

"Good! Bye bye, now!" Loveheart said, skipping away from the still petrified skeleton.