I have died and come back to life! Sorry! Originally it was for school, but then my area began to flood and we had to pack up all our things just in case our house got messy. It was pretty bad, but I managed to get the entire week off from school because of the flood. Guess it wasn't all bad then! I just wish I could devote more time to these projects.

Anyways, this is what I like to call a Canon Joke Chapter! CJC for short. Have fun!

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N - Wuuuuut, but I explainshed it fam! It's aight tho. And I'm glad you're loving this OC's character! I sincerely hope you love this CJC too.

"Gersoooon, slow down! I can't run that fast..." I whine.

"Look, either you pick up the pace or get left behind," he replies, "This is serious business here! If you're going after the King, there's no time for waffling!"

Waffling? Must be a Gerson thing.

You know, there are a lot of ways my day could've continued. I could've been attacked by more monsters, created a stronger bond with Nappy and the others, or just gone on another journey.

Being taken to Gerson's boot camp wasn't exactly something I was thinking about.

It all happened so fast. I stepped out of Napstablook's place and I'm instantly yanked by the arm by Papyrus, and I'm out on this strange pursuit of a turtle who was somehow blessed with the speed of Mercury himself. What I mean to say is, HOW IN GOD'S NAME IS GERSON FASTER THAN ME!? He's a turtle!...Turtle monster...Tortoise monster? Is he a tortoise? I'm pretty sure he's aquatic so that makes him a turtle...EITHER WAY, THEY'RE SLOOOW! And yet there I was getting my behind handed to me by one. The marsh I was sent through was full of twists and turns, and the entire time I was forced to stare at the back of Gerson's shell. I could just hear Sans mocking me when I had to stop running for the fifth time. I'll show him!...I proceed to trip over my own feet and fall face-first into a pile of dirt. Great...Sans walks up to me and helps me up.

"having fun, kid?" he asks.

"No," I answer flatly.

"lighten up!"

"I don't see you running at mach five,"

"hey, i'm being supportive though!"

"Are...are you sure?" I ask with a slightly annoyed look, "You sure?"

Sans shrugs with a grin.

This cheeky little-

Gerson distracts me with a command. "Over here!"

I quickly run over to him, stopping as he places the bottom of his warhammer on the ground, resting his hands atop it. Once again, HOW IS HE SO FAST? That thing must weigh a ton, and he carries it like it's nothing. Not only does he carry it, he can shake it around like a toddler does a balloon. With seemingly no effort. No effort! No fatigue! Honestly, nothing could possibly upset me more than thi-

"We're going to have you fight Grillby,"

I am officially triggered.

"Hey calm down now! WAH-HA-HEY!" Gerson waves his left hand around in a dismissing manner.

He's laughing at me too...

I guess I should relax, but would you be able to whenever every failure you make is being laughed at? I mean, I guess I should think on the bright side here, but it's realllllllllly hard too. Or maybe I'm just not trying. IN MY DEFENSE, I didn't want to do this...Is this what people in boot camp feel? MAN SAVE THEM FROM THIS! I feel like rolling over on the ground and sitting there for a few more hours...I think I might do that. I attempt to flop on my back, but blue magic keeps me suspended in the air.

"Son of a fruitcake," I groan.

"nah, just your friendly neighborhood skeleton," Sans chuckles.

"Please let me go,"

I am dropped rather roughly onto the ground. I pull my face up to give another annoyed look to Sans. He shrugs again.

I don't like you.

That thought was empty though. I didn't really mean that. Grillby walks over, folding his arms and looking down at me. He looks over to Grillby.

"You sure I have to fight the human?" he asks, "It's not much of a fight if they're making it easy for me,"

He looks down at me.

"You know, being on the ground and all,"

I hop up and point at the fire monster. "I'll give you a fight! A really good one!"

Convenient Perspective Change Initiate!

(Grillby's POV)

This girl is pretty hot under the collar. One moment she was fine, and the next she's exhausted and tired. Believe me when I say she has work to do. Gerson was correct though, she's not going to be able to show mercy forever. Asgore is a ruthless being that ensures his enemies don't live. He's become notorious for executing people guilty of treason. Yes, we have had those cases before. What? Do you think every monster was on board with Asgore's plan? No, of course not. But those few were forced to adapt or be turned to dust. Suppose I should initiate the battle here...Anna was it? It was Anna. Anna seems ready to fight...WAIT HOLD ON SHE STARTED THE FIGH-

- BATTLE START -

Anna challenges you!

Grillby LV 16 HP 80/80

FIGHT MAGIC *ACT ITEM MERCY

Check *Question life for a small moment Talk Taunt

How. How did she do that? She never does that. It appears I've been given the short end of a really long stick here. I don't like this. I'm supposed to be the enemy! Why am I not the enemy!? I DON'T LIKE THIS! HELP. ME.

Anna sits idly.

Grillby LV 16 HP: 80/80

FIGHT MAGIC ACT ITEM MERCY

Spare *Flee

Can't do that

What.

Spare *Flee

Narration says no.

NARRATION CAN GO KICK A PEBBLE!

Anna is getting impatient with you.

Grillby LV 16 HP: 80/80

FIGHT *MAGIC ACT ITEM MERCY

Fireball *Super Overpowered Obliteration Beam

Fuck no.

WHY NOT!?

Dude you can't kill the protagonist in only the fifteenth chapter.

BULLSHIT.

Fireball *Super Overpowered Obliteration Beam

Dude you're going to seriously hurt somebody with that.

Isn't that the point of a battle? To hurt things?

No, you don't get it, we have to make this chapter look like Anna's going to learn something important when in reality this is completely pointless and nobody should be reading it.

Well what about meeeeee?

Go kick a pebble, Grillbz.

Convenient Perspective Change Initiate!

(Papyrus)

Yep, we're going to be stuck here for a while...