Heloooooo Internet

Cool, 3 followers and 2 favourites already? This is great considering this is my first fic and I have had zero advertisement before this. Also I will get to the reviewer-sent questions later.

For reference:

1: Asgore

2: Flowey

3: Undyne

4: Frisk

5: Sans

6: Toriel

7: Papyrus

8: Mettaton

9: Alphys

10: Napstablook

Anyway, onto the story!

Ah, the prologue, truly the calm before the storm, the time where our favourite modern family chat it out before the mayhem of the situations, truly the time when…

Papyrus: HELLO! I AM PAPYRUS! YOU MUST BE A FRIEND OF THE HUMAN!

Josho: Nah, I'm the author

Papyrus: WHAT IS AN AUTHOR?

Josho: Although I'm talking to you now, technically you are all figments of my imagination as I write you all into a word processing software on my computer, which I upload to a story sharing website where other people can judge me and my writing. tldr version: I am a God

Flowey: There can only be ONE God

Josho: Yeah, you and what army?

Flowey: Shut up

Josho: Anyway, onto the story!

Situation 4:

4 discovers a shrine that 8 made for 3, how does 8 cover this up?

Frisk: Mettaton! I had no idea!

Mettaton: This isn't what it looks like, I'm… keeping it for Alphys! Yeah, that's what it is, don't you worry darling.

Undyne: Then why does this note say, "I will never forget you" signed Mettaton?

Undyne: And… how did you get all that hair?

Mettaton: * has stopped working*

Scenario 5:

5 gets lost while hiking, how does 9 find them?

Alphys: I-I have an idea, but I don't w-wanna do it, Undyne?

Undyne: But I like Papyrus, I don't wanna do that!

Alphys: But Sans is lost!

Undyne: Grr… fine *takes a breath* PAPYRUS SUCKS!

Sans: *Megalovania plays off in the distance* *Appears in the distance riding a Gaster blaster, wielding a bone*

Sans: SOMEONES ABOUT TO HAVE A BAD TIME!

Undyne and Alphys: RUN!

Situation 6

6, 5 and 3 accidentally look up undertail, what are their reactions?

Toriel: … *the images that were on the screen made goat mom cry*

Undyne: Not bad… not bad…

Sans: *curled up in a ball* not Papyrus, anyone but my brother, please…

Frisk: *walks in* hey guys, what are you looking at?

Toriel: *Instinctively closes browser, walks over to frisk and hugs her* Nothing you need to see, my definite, adopted child that is nothing more than a daughter to me. And definitely not interested in any way in my long deceased child.

Undyne: Dammit, I just saw a good one too, pretty good 'inspiration' too *looks at Alphys, whose face is now in her shirt*

*Not wanting to know what Undyne was thinking fills you with DETERMINATION*

And that is my first second chapter, ever. Was this one any good? Also, don't forget to send in your own situations, another note, try not to be specific with the numbers, think of two or three different numbers and put them in, I want it to be random.

Anyway, Joshothegod out.