03
Welcome to the State of Virginia!
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Sans: What's wrong?
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Gabby: She has to retype everything due to the computer crashing.
... Goddamn it, computer; Y U not cooperate with me?!
Hey guys! Just today, on 05.30.16, this chapter went up in smoke and showed me this character:
(which was a box that infected the chapter and made a bunch of boxes)
And it happened because of me changing songs on my Windows Media Player...
*kicks computer* GODDAMMIT, you piece of fucking shit!
It's working, now. Maybe it's the overload of stuff and the CPU can't handle it?
Or is it that other one I forgot?
Anyway, here's the Fast Read of 02.
The Fast Read
02
New Plan: Infiltrate The Realistimalinea
Flowey goes missing in the Pacifist run of Undertale, and leaves the whole gang (consisting of Frisk, Sans, Papyrus, Undyne, Alphys, Toriel, and Asgore) worried and scared, knowing what dangers that came along with the sentient buttercup. Meeting up with Alphys, Sans and Frisk, the latter there for babysitting, later find out that Flowey jumped between timelines, currently stuck in a world dominated with humans.
That world is us, my friends.
Sans, knowing that dealing with this type of stuff is his thing, heads out to the CORE, where Core Frisk awaits, along with Sanses from the other timelines, having similar problems. After getting debriefed of the situation presented in front of them, the gang (consisting of Sans, Edge, Swap, Swapyrus, Geno, Death, Outs, and Blaster) heads out.
Then, we arrive at the other group, a.k.a. Chira's group.
Meanwhile, the teens, the blonde Kristina had beaten up two days ago with them, were hanging out at the school, killing time by watching Kristina beat up a couple of bullies.
At this point, we should all know that the blonde Kristina sacked two days ago is in fact Flowey, if you remembered reading the camera feed and first chapter, which explained, clear and in detail, who that blonde was.
Flowey, tired of being around these "idiots" and playing "nice,"heads outside, going to Chira's house, said person following after him. After a meaningful conversation between the two (for Chira, anyway), she gets slammed into the ground with a white bone, scaring the complete shit out of Flowey, making him phone Kristina using Chira's phone, making Kristina come over and snap her arm in half, making...
Well, you get the idea. This Fast Read, last time I check, is nothing close to what I wrote the first time, which is way more crappier than this one.
Once again, I do not own Undertale; Toby Fox does. The references from several movies and/or video games and/or memes/Vines are not mine; they belong to their respective owners. I do, however, own my OCs and the plot.
Oh, and clarifications for y'all:
1) So much spelling errors! At least they aren't that noticeable; if there are any spelling mistakes, correct me, 'kay?"
2) At the last part, when Blaster's talking about "kicking him out," he's talking about Error.
3) A No Mercy run, for those not familiar with it, is just another way to say Genocide, a route in Undertale; yes, people, you can kill Sans if he really is that annoying to you. (For those who didn't know; shame on you, what on earth are you doing in this fandom?)
4) Fun Fact: Did you know that Flowey wasn't even suppose to be in this fanfic? Originally, I hated Flowey and didn't want him near my shit but realization wants to be a bitch and I had to put him over here. Who knows; Flowey might as well be a turning point in an Undertale story.
5) Fun Fact 2.0: Did you know that Sans and Error will end up fighting to a tie? Me and my sister were playing War with a deck of cards, saying "Sans vs what?" For Error, it was a 2 on 2, both the lowest in War, which creeped both of us out. Isn't Sans and Error considered weak in their own universes?
Enjoy, and smell the roses!
"You know what, Sans? You need a proper welcoming. Know what that is? Welcome to the state of Virginia, where anything, and I mean anything, can possibly go wrong."
~Kristina
Error clicked his tongue, clearly annoyed. How can one mortal, one mortal, beat a Major?! It is simply impossible and absurd just thinking about it. Seeing it play out in front of him, the skeleton concluded that, without a doubt, this Sans' definitely not going down without a fight.
As he closed off the replay of the battle, he made his way to other clips, clips of the other Sanses of Realistimalinea, some in school while others in houses or wherever they're at.
"HmM... tHiS iS vErY, vErY, vErY INTERESTING."
A sneer crept onto his face as he opened a glitched opening to Realistimalinea, sliding in as he proclaimed, "LeT's SeE wHaT yOu HaVe To OfFeR, SANSNA!"
"... A carnival?"
It was 6:30 P.M. and after checking in the hospital with Chira almost dying in Kristina's arms (... okay, maybe that's not true, but hey), the two girls, the latter with a black brace on her right arm (Nurse: Your right femur has snapped in half; how did that happen?), were walking around Western Branch's business district, coming across the flyer about a carnival coming to the Chesapeake Square Mall.
"Yep," Kristina replied to Chira, waving the pink flyer in front of her face. "Wanna bring Flowey with us?"
Oh, Flowey. The two teens forgot about the weed that Kristina remembered something that had to do with that weed.
"Wait, he's about to fight someone near the school!" As Kristina shoved the flyer into Chira's chest, she sprinted off at the other direction. As she ran, and disappeared in a puff of lavender magic, she yelled, "And he's out to kill!"
Chira sighed, holding on to the flyer. Reading it, she wondered if Flowey might actually come to the carnival with her. "Maybe...?"
~Song: I Just Don't Understand {UNDERTALE's "Your Best Nightmare" Remix} by
marz mitiz (MOVED)~ (better if sped up to somewhere around 1.5)
There is a problem with fighting a person that can control the earth, never less can use plants to their advantage: they're unpredictable.
Just like Undyne.
Sans has found that out the hard way, a.k.a. threatening Alphys out of the blue with Undyne hearing everything. After Asgore, Papyrus, and Toriel calms Undyne down, Sans swore to never piss off Undyne again.
Then, there's this guy.
When Edge chucked the white bone at the girl, the boy literally, actually, jumped off to the side towards to road, vines shooting from the ground, all poised at Edge's direction. After a few taunts from Edge and him flipping the bird, a full-blown fight between the two emerged, making a mess from the road and the surrounding area. After three minutes, the rest of the group decides to break it apart, which is not happening due to the fact that the blonde has the home advantage.
Not only that, the fuel that's burning this blonde's rage is Edge's constant taunts and obscene gestures.
"Com'n, blondie; can't ya catch me?" Edge taunted, flipping him in the process.
The blonde shrieked a howl of fury as an onslaught of vines and BB air-soft pellets (the blonde somehow had BB guns strapped on himself) were fired at Edge, who happily dodged them all by teleporting or using a bone as a shield. "Fuck you, you fucking piece of fucking goddamn garbage!" the teen shrieked, grabbing a stray branch off the curb of the sidewalk and hurled it at Edge, who did not dodge it and got whacked on the face, sending him flying into a fence, breaking it and falling into water.
"BITCH!" the blonde screamed, a wide smirk on his face, indicating that he won. "WHO'S LAUGHING NOW!" Doing a small victory dance, the blonde started doing obscene gestures, singing a random song while celebrating. Swapyrus, tired from getting Blueberry out of the mess and trying to break up the fight with the others, sat next to Sans, who was also sitting, on someone's lawn.
"Well," Swapyrus muttered, lying down on the soft green grass, "that went well." He then paused for a second. "... Huh, this thing... what's this?" He pointed at the grass, making Sans snicker.
"Grass; like it?" Sans asked, also lying down on the green mini plants. "It's soft and Blueberry can play on it without his boots. That's what I heard from my Frisk, anyway."
The swapped version of Papyrus nodded, taking out a cigarette and and lighter. "Yep," he answered, lighting the cig and putting it in his mouth. "I wonder if Chara could hurry her ass up to saving us all back home, cause this feels nice."
Sans chuckled quietly and looked at the scene in front of him. The last minutes before the fight replayed in his mind.
~Flashback~
"Howdy! I'm Flowey. How ya doing, Edge?"
Edge took a step back, his face scrunching in surprise. "How ya know my name, dweeb!?"
The blonde, Flowey, shrugged. "Dunno," he replied, sarcasm dripping from his voice. "Just a hunch?" He took out a pistol and a magazine of ammo, cocking half of the magazine into place. "I mean, how am I suppose to know? You do look like you're cosplaying as Edge." Getting another pistol (Screwball: How much does he have?) from behind his back, he puts the other half into place.
"... Okay, so do you!" Edge yelled, summoning a large bone in his right hand. "You... you look like you're cosplaying as Flowey!"
"... I am Flowey, you idiot."
The vines from earlier make a small barrier between the others and the two, making Geno cuss loudly due to being way too close to the green thing. "Fuck!"
"Jeez," Sans muttered, slapping his face, "what are those two goanna do?"
"A fight?" Swapyrus suggested, shrugging. "How am I suppose to know?"
"Will Edge be okay?" Blueberry asked, looking at his brother with those bright, innocent blue eyes of his. Even being human just made that face 10x cuter.
"... I... don't know?" Swapyrus said, turning his answer into a question.
''That dude," Sans said, not even going to call him Flowey, "has a gun. I don't think that's okay for Edge."
Yelling was heard inside the barrier, indicating that the fight just began, making Sans want to punch something.
~Flashback Abruptly Stops~
"Hey!"
Sans blinked and looked up, seeing another blonde, their ice blue eyes on his. The difference between Flowey and this person is that the hair color is much brighter, a true blonde. Not only that, they're a girl and her hair doesn't reach until the base of her neck.
"...Hi?"
The teen smiled. "Jeez, I thought you weren't goanna answer or something." She pointed to her right, making Sans turn to his right, seeing a bunch of teens kicking something. "Kristina came back while Flowey was doing a victory dance. Said that he'll apologize for everything once his "punishment" is done and your friend's found."
Oh, so that is Flowey, Sans thought, getting up. "Oh, really?"
"Yep; there is no way Flowey's getting away with that. Besides," she murmured. "If we find your friend and he has dark spots all over him, that's air-soft pellets from a BB gun." She looked at Sans, seeing no reaction. "Don't worry; they aren't lethal, just plain annoying and painful."
Sans nodded, still looking like he had no reaction for that. In fact...
"When did you first see this... Flowey anyway?"
The girl looked at Sans, her eyes a look of surprise. "Heh, Flowey could tell who he's fighting even if he's blindfolded." She looked back to the group. "He said that he saw you over here, and that kinda tipped him off the cliff." Shifting her eyes on Sans, again, she asked, "Can you tell me what's your name?"
Should I? "Sans. It's Sans." He held out his hand towards the girl. "It's nice to see another human around here..."
Oh.
"Where's "here", anyway?"
"Flowey, you horrible asshole."
Flowey groaned, laying a ice pack on his throbbing cheek. He already lost count of the many, many, many bitch slaps to the face from the ever-pissed Kristina, who was now glaring at him. The group were in the school, Sans' group outside of the classroom where the others were at.
"... Why?" she finally asked, slamming her left fist onto the table where the blonde's elbow rested, making him perk up from the ice pack. "Why the hell did you do it?"
"Kristina!" Flowey exclaimed, getting up, wincing, and sitting back down. "That idiot threw a bone at Chira." To emphasis his point, he pointed at Chira, who was sitting down, a brace on her torso. "A fucking bone!"
"Flowey, that doesn't explain why you decide to go and hit the gu-"
"He threw a fucking bone at Chira. MYYY C-"
Kristina slammed her fist down again, shutting him up. "... Please, like I giv-"
"Kristina," Chira spoke up, making the teen look at her. "He did it because someone decides to hurt me and he's just finishing the job." She sighed, getting up from her seat. "Kinda like you and the bullies."
"That was different," Kristina pointed out. "That was a whole lot different."
As Chira and Kristina bicker back and forth, Flowey groaned loudly and lied his head on the table, bored and annoyed. All he wanted to do was go back to Chira's house and take a nap or look on tumblr for any new posts and/or replies from the previous vlogs.
Then Sans comes by.
Okay, it was okay, Flowey had told himself while fending off Edge with his hands. Then, he comes over and pulls Edge and him apart. Naturally, he kicks Sans out of the way, as Edge does the same thing. Then the Sanses from the other AUs come over and break them apart, responding with bones and air-soft pellets, or "friendliness pellets" as he puts it (a joke that earned him a bitch slap from Kristina). As much as he literally enjoyed beating the complete shit out of Edge, and winning, he knew what he's getting himself into, and there were consequences that he has to face.
This just so happens to be one of those consequences.
"Okay," Kristina said, sighing. "You already talked with the guys that are with that dude Flowey so happily took down," she proclaimed, eyeing the blonde, who bared his teeth at her, "right?"
"Yeah," Dustin said, scratching the back of his head. "They want to talk to you."
"To me?" the teen asked, pointing at herself. "For what?"
"... Things? I dunno; why don't you check or something?"
Kristina rolled her eyes and made her way to the door, her hand holding onto the door knob. Groaning, she swinged open the door and said, "Be back in a few; don't let that weed do anything stupid, 'kay?" She then exited out of the room, a heavy sigh out of her mouth as she turned down the hallway.
"This is soda?" Blaster asked, inspecting the bottled orange liquid.
Sans, after talking to Mika, the other blonde, rallied up the guys and went into the commons of the school where Mika instructed the guys to go. As Mika waved to them and headed off somewhere else, the gang was left in the room, with a drenched Edge and an assortment of things in the commons, like a bottle of Fanta Orange.
"Apparently," Edge grumbled, rubbing his injured arm. "Can you not read?"
"Heh," Death muttered, sneering at the Underfell version of himself. "Says the person who got beaten by a stick." Edge growled at him, glaring coldly. "Hey, where's the Sans of North America, anyway?" he asked, looking at Sans, who shrugged.
"Why are you asking me?" he asked, looking at Death. "I don't know."
As soon as he said that, a teenage girl appeared, a scowl that was on her face just that moment disappearing. Sans then realized that the teen is the Sans of North America, Kristina. She approached him, a hand extended in his direction.
"...'Sup, mate," she greeted, holding out her hand, which was stained with graphite and red splotches.
"...Hi?"
She laughed, a hearty one. "Bruh, no need to be scared of me; I don't bite." She then looked at Blaster, who was busy trying to open the soda bottle. Smiling, a lavender aura surrounded the bottle cap, making it turn. A fizzing sound resonated and the aura disappeared. "Hey," she muttered, looking at Blaster, who was looking inside the bottle, "it's great to help out people, even to other people they look stupid." Her brown eyes looked down at Sans. "Besides, sorry for back there. Really, he lashed out because one of your friends there threw a bone at my friend."
"It's okay!" Sans proclaimed, putting his hands up. "I mean... was that really...?"
"Necessary? Dunno." She puts her hands into the pockets of her pants. "I'm not the one for fights."
Sans looked at the group, now busy trying to reach for the soda bottle from Blaster. "...Was that blonde really Flowey, like he claims?"
Kristina looked at him. "You idiot, that was Flowey; want proof?" She showed the hand she used to shake his hand, the graphite and red spots present. "Bitch-slapped the shit out of him; gotta keep him restrained, though..." She then blinked. "You know what? He hates you, you know that?"
"I know that."
"Well, he said that it was like fighting you, the whole demeanor set on you and the fact that his lethal vines could kill you." She pulled out a chair and sat down on it. "Heh, he hates you with a passion."
"But, that could be s-"
"... He knew who I was the minute he can talk again, yesterday actually. Said that Error's goanna burn my ass in a fire, which won't be happening, since it would be him burning in a fire. Also said that I was the key, along with six other people, to keeping this world safe and sound."
Sans stared at her, hard. "There is no way," he stated, "Flowey knew any of that."
"So he claims," Kristina retorted. "I'm not the one to believe Flowey." She looked behind her back and got up. "Fuck."
"What is it?" Sans asked, looking at her direction. "W-" He sees the blonde, pissed off and cheeks red, along with the black teen, tying to pull the blonde away from the arm, making the boy stagger. Another blonde teen, one with curly hair, was doing the same, instead dragging by the tank top.
"Flowey," Kristina muttered.
"Kristina!" the black teen exclaimed, letting go of the blonde's arm and running up to her. "Flowey want's revenge!"
"That's great," Kristina muttered, closing her eyes. "That's great, actually." She looked at Sans. "Watch." She made her way toward the blonde, who was wrestling out of the other blonde's grip. "Hey'a, Flowey. What did I told you about creeping around the school like that?"
He growled at her, making Kristina laugh, which caught the others' attention, their heads facing her.
"Flowey," she muttered, "I have a couple of questions, and answer them truthfully."
"You know I don't," Flowey said, his voice echoing in the commons. "Besides, are you doing this to please Smiley Trashbag over there?" he asked sourly, glaring at Sans, who flinched at the name.
Kristina looked at Sans, then at Flowey, then at Sans, then at Flowey. "... Mate, I think he's here to pick yo ass up," she said deadpanned, looking at Sans. She then turned to Flowey. "Or, it's this." Her left eye glowed purple as she snapped her fingers, making everything in the room float, including the people, who were yelling in surprise (Edge: Holy motherfuck, what the hell is going on!?), busy trying to cling onto things that weren't floating in the air. She then looked above and spotted the blue jacket-wearing teen, a look of surprise on his face. "It's probably both."
"Goddammit, Kristina!" Flowey yelled, busy hugging a chair in the air. "Put me down!"
"Hell no to that, mate," Kristina sarcastically replied, making everything fall except Sans and Flowey, crashing noises and yelling resonating throughout the commons. "Besides, I think our friend here," she continued, bring Sans towards Flowey, who hissed at him, "wants to have a talk, right?" A table and three chairs were floating in the air, making a thud as the furniture hit the ground perfectly behind Krisina. "Ya know, I'll be pleased to know how I, a mere mortal with no redeeming qualities, gotten powers similar to our blue-clad fellow there," she proclaimed, pointing at Sans, a look of pure horror and surprise. She look back, a look of innocence on her face.
"What? Don't tell me you I don't know what a human Sans looks like; I draw them, too."
"So, let's start at your point of view," Sans said, leaning onto his chair.
Everyone, after recovering from the event (and Chira bitch slapping Kristina in the process), are sitting around a round table, listening in to the conversation. Kristina sat across form Sans, her eyes dead set on the original. The original is also doing the same, staring at the girl, his eyes narrowed.
"I see a grudge between the two," Outs quietly muttered, looking at said two, whose left eye were glowing their respective colors.
"It's weird that you guys are real," Mika commented, hugging Blueberry, who was smiling. "I mean, do you have any idea how much this makes my day?"
"Heh," Screwball said, beaming. "Well, your welcome."
Kristina kept her stare. "Alright then, Smiley Trashbag," she said, sneering. Right next to her, FLowey snickered, covering his mouth so no one won't notice the smile that formed on his face. "How about your story?"
Sans' sneer then turned into a frown. "Why mine?"
"'Cause."
Sighing, Sans said, "Well, sit back and relax; this might take a while."
~Basically the second chapter minus Chira's group parts, which took 5 minutes to tell~
"Ah, well..." Kristina muttered, looking at Sans with a thoughtful look. "That was certainly eventful; my question is, why does Error want to do away with this world?"
"No one really knows," Sans explained, shrugging. "He may think this 'timeline' is a glitch in the system or something."
"Okay, question," Chira said, raising her hand.
"Ask away."
"Why does Error consider your timeline safe but not us? Didn't we create him or something?" Chira asked, a point laced in her voice. "What he's doing might endanger us, and himself."
No one, not even Kristina, hasn't thought of that one, even if it meant Error's destruction, too.
"You know what?" Death said, getting up from his seat. "I didn't even thought of that."
"If you say that destroying the timelines is like falling dominoes, if you tip over the last one first, or in this scenario, our universe, wouldn't it just destroy everything?"
Another thing the gang hasn't even thought of.
"Oh my God, Chira; you are a genius," Kristina praised, clapping slowly. No one hasn't noticed a smile of adoration form Flowey, though most of it was hidden with his hand. "How did you even come up with that theory?"
The African American shrugged. "I guess thinking about it made me think about it?"
"... I didn't follow that," Kristina muttered deadpanned, looking at her. "Anyway, my turn!
"I guess you can say that I'm experienced with the powers that were bestowed to me several days ago."
"Several days ago?" Flowey exclaimed, disbelief written all over his face. "I don't think so."
"It's true, ya weed," Kristina retorted. "It looked like a few days, probably three, but it was approximately two weeks ago that I discovered that I had it. Actually, that's why, since you can tell, no one tends to come out whenever I come out, mostly because I'm known for my fuse being short. Hell, even my parents disowned me, kicking me out of the house!"
"Oh," Dustin mumbled to himself, "that's why you're living with Gabby right now."
"You know, if Error is lying in wait right now or busy looking for my ass with a lighter, might as well get out in the open and fight him."
"Okay," Edge said, pointing his finger at her. "That's suicide you're talking about, kiddo. No one was be able to beat up his ass alone. Hell, we seven did it, and that fight took almost 11 hours, eleven hours."
"That's because you're him. Can he tell if I'm him by studying my moves? Mate, I'm just as unpredictable as a human."
"Huh," Swapyrus muttered. "Never though of that."
"Okay," Sans said, frowning. "How can you explain just why the powers are the same but not the same color?"
Kristina looked at him, confused. "...Because I don't like the color teal or blue or light blue?" She shrugged. "Probably it depends on the person's tastes or preferences.
"Okay, besides the powers and color favorites, the whole week has been chaos. Ya know, with the mass genocides, you guys showing up, Flowey showing up, Error showing up; I conclude that this week is, by far most, the most ridiculous week in the century."
"You calling us ridiculous, huh?" Edge exclaimed, glaring at her.
"Actually," Blaster commented, "I would say the same thing."
"True," Sans said, looking at Edge. "The others might say the same thing, but..." His bright blue eyes hovered over the others, who were busy chasing each other. "They're busy at the moment."
Edge growled at her, making Kristina sigh and snap her fingers, making the teen and his chair shoot up into the ceiling, making a hole in said ceiling. "This is why my fuse is ridiculously short: that."
The boy and chair fell out of the hole, making a thud as Edge groaned from the mess.
"Il est trés bête, n'est-ce pas?"
"Heh, vrai," Death muttered, speaking French. "Il est bête, oui."
Sans and Blaster looked at the two, clearly not knowing what those two said. Shrugging, they got up from their seat.
"Oh," Flowey said, looking at Sans. "Where the hell are you going?"
"Break."
Flowey looked at Sans, then got up, saying, "Heh, same."
The Anti-Void is something to be familiarized very quickly, otherwise you'll get lost in it very easily.
Especially if you're human.
"Forget about it, okay?"
"Forget about it? Forget about it!? How 'da fuck am I suppose to forget about it?!"
"Guys! Don't fight!"
"Yeah! Stop it, already."
"Bitch, He got us into this mess!"
"Uh, I take offense of that."
Jessica tuned everyone out, looking around the expanse white, wondering where the exit is at. She had short cropped black hair, chocolate brown eyes, tan colored flawless skin, and purple colored glasses. She wore a white blouse, blue jeans, and white/blue shoes.
She's wondering how she's ignoring all of that stuff and how she found these four other people along with her two friends, who were walking behind her in complete silence.
"Guys, stop it," she said to herself, wanting to crawl up and cry in a corner. "You're hurting my ears."
The first person stops, then flips at the second person, exclaiming, "Chrisean, you fucking asshole; we are stuck in a void that's white. What am I suppose to do?"
"Boy!" Chrisean yelled, throwing his hand out. "Don't you dare yell at me!" He had pitch black hair in a trimmed afro, dark brown skin, and dark brown eyes. He wore a North Face blue jacket over a white tee, black and white basketball shorts, and white shoes.
"Boy, I'm dead serious," the first boy retorted, glaring at him with daggers.
"Am too!" Chrisean retorted back, crossing his arms and glared.
Jessica looked at the two boys, wanting to cry a whole lot. Where's her sister?
"Complete bull you two are pulling up over there," the third person commented, sneering.
"Be quiet, asshole," the first kid muttered, keeping his glare on Chrisean, who scowled at him.
Forget about it, Jessica thought, sighing. We're all stuck here forever.
Ping!
Jessica looked behind her, hearing the sound from behind. The two boys also heard the sound, stopping whatever they're doing.
"What was that?"
"Dunno."
Jessica mentally slapped her face. "That sound," she stated, "reminded me of Sans turning your SOUL blue."
She walked in that direction, making everyone in the group freeze and run with her, saying all kinds of warnings that she dismissed. She's determined to get her ass out of there. If it meant certain death.
"Uhoh!"
She didn't see where she was looking and bumped into something, hitting her nose hard on the thing, making it hurt a little. Rubbing said thing, she looked up to see another teenager look at her, blue eyes surprisingly not shining at all. "Ow," she flatly muttered, rubbing her nose gently.
The teen, surprisingly, flinched and exclaimed with a hushed tone, "Oh! Fuck, did I do that? I-I'm sorry!"
Jessi looked up to see him, all worried and full of concern, his eyes still not shining. She wondered why his eyes aren't shining when he looks like he's alright and good to go. She shook her head lightly and said, "It's okay; it's my fault, anyway. I wasn't looking."
The teen sighed out of relief, then looked at her with confusion. "...So, how did you get here?"
Jessi shrugged. "I don't know; I just followed my friend's brother."
The teen looked around, then gently grasped her small shoulders. "Where is your friend's brother at?"
"Right there, about to roundhouse kick you."
Right after she said that, he disappear, a white-clad foot swiping at nothing but air.
"Fuck!" the first teen exclaimed, looking for the boy. "Where did he-"
"Right here," the teen said behind Jessi, an unamused look on his face. The first teen looked at him, shocked, and curled his hands into fists. "No need to fight; I know a way out."
"Really?" Jessi asked, looking at him. The first teen relaxed.
"Yeah," he said, smiling, "but, he might know about it. Oh well, y'all can't stay here, anyway."
As the group got together, the teen looked at them with a serious look. "Alright, this thing I'm about to show you isn't the way home; in fact, you have to wait for someone, a group even, to take you guys all home. However," he explained, snapping his fingers, a rainbow-colored portal appearing in thin air, "you guys need to break up; two a group, three for the kids here."
"Why" Chrisean asked., cocking his head. "Wouldn't that mean, like, separation?"
"It's the only safe way to get you guys back home."
He then fumbled with his scarf, taking it off slowly so it doesn't get damaged. "Besides, someone's going to get you, anyway. They know the way back." Folding the cloth, he snapped his fingers again, making two other portals appear. "Pick a portal; where you go depends on your own tastes or close to those tastes."
The kids then got together, along with the teens, one per kid, two for the third one, a.k.a. Jessica.
One went into the first portal.
Another went in another portal.
The third, Jessi's group, went in, but not before the other teen halted Jessi from going in. "Wait, Lemme give this." He gave the child the folded scarf, said child taking it with confusion.
"Just in case I don't come back alive after this."
Jessi looked at him, then hugged him, saying, "Don't worry, you'll come back, I know it."
He looked at her, then returned it, a stray tear falling down his cheek. As she let go, she waved to him and went into the portal, closing it with a pop.
"Huh, I never thought there still hope for me yet." He chuckled. "Right?"
Chesapeake may be one of the boring cities on the planet, but they're famous for the carnivals that come annually.
And the whole gang decides to go in and see the sights.
"You know what?" Blaster said, smiling like a loon while eating some cotton candy. "This has to be at least the best day of my life."
"True," Sans said, grinning. "There were carnivals, but we kinda strayed away from them." He looked around for a minute. "Like Flowey; looks like he's having fun."
The two look at said person, making a tantrum filled with curses. It took several workers and Kristina to shut him up minutes later, which made quite a scene.
"Hey guys!"
Sans looked behind him to see Screwball and Edge walking up to them, the latter holding a big brown teddy bear. Blaster looks behind him to see the two and the bear. He slowly puts his fin-
"Don't," Edge growled lowly, glaring at him.
Sans and Screwball giggled, seeing the flushed teen growl at the taller teen. Since almost all of the Sanses, including Blueberry through force from Gabby and Swapyrus, look like themselves, Kristina and, surprisingly, Flowey insisted on changing clothes for protection and, well, getting mistaken for cosplayers. Only Sans and Swapyrus were able to wear their original clothes, though Sans swapped his clothes for a black tee and skeleton pajamas (Flowey: /(o_o)\ Y, Shans, Y?), making the teen more comfortable.
"Well, have ya seen Death, Outs, or Geno?" Screwball asked, looking at the two guys, who shool their heads. "Dang it, I was hoping you did. Y'all went on the Ferris wheel?"
Ferris wheel. That big, gigantic hunk of metal that rotates and stops, having cars that are position accordingly. That scary ride over there.
"... Nope."
"Goodbye," Blaster said, walking off somewhere else, receiving a couple of strange stares from Screwball and Edge.
"I take it," Sans started, "you two went."
"Oh yeah," Screwball said, smiling. "That was fun, though Edge threatened me a couple of times."
"Com'n!" the latter exclaimed, glaring at the two of them. "What the hell was I suppose to do? Scream in midair?"
Somewhere else in the fair grounds, Death, Geno, Death, Dustin, Zach, and Dannika were coming out of the flying ship ride, Dustin the only person dizzy and about to puke. Said person actually puked in a trash can, making Death giggle.
"What's up?" Geno asked, looking at him.
"It's funny how he is the only person sick."
Another area, Blueberry, being on a sugar rush, was running around, making Swapyrus, Gabby, Mika, and Kristina tired and exhausted.
"Reminder: never leave Blueberry at the sweets corner," Kristina stated, receiving nods from the others. "Let's go get him," she said, sighing before running again, "before he sacks the place."
Flowey looked out of the window of the car, Chira sitting adjacent to him on her phone. The Ferris wheel, in his opinion, was the worst thing that ever happened to him, the car making him a little sick from the rocking.
Oh, and being in the air!
"Flowey?" Chira asked, looking at him with concern. "Are you okay?"
The car came to a screeching halt, and with the constant rocking, Flowey was thrown off his seat, right into Chira, face first into her chest. The car dipped due to the extra weight.
"... Damn, Flowey. I never seen you as a looker."
The blonde jolted in the very uncomfortable postion, making him scoot back on the other side of the car, making it balanced. "F-F-Fuck that! I wasn't do-"
Chira giggled, seeing how flustered the teen is, saying, "Kidding, I'm kidding." She then looked at him with concern. "You hurt, though?" The blonde shook his head, still flustered from the previous event. "Okay, then." She went back on her phone, then sighed. "Hey, can I tell you something?"
"S-Spit."
Chira then sneered. "What was that last part?" she asked, looking at Flowey with a smug face.
"What last part," Flowey asked, forming his question into a statement, his usual frown on his face, which was a little pink now that the worst has passed. "Chira, what the hell are you talking about?"
The teenage girl puts her phone up and a certain phrase came out of it.
~"He threw a fucking bone at Chira. MYYY C- (someone slamming something into a wooden table) ... Please, like I giv-"~
Flowey stared at the phone for a minute, then realization hits him. "Oh, that." He pouted. "Why the hell should I tell you?"
"It's clear that after that exaggerated "my", my name was suppose to go after."
The blonde puts his hand up. "It could be something else! Like... like..." Chira notices a small but faint pink on his cheeks. "Oh, you know what I'm talking about!"
"Like my name?" Chira giggled. "Flowey, almost everyone caught that one; that's why Kristina slammed her fist down." She gave him a dead look. "She doesn't want you to finish that thought."
"What thought? Bruh, Edge just threw a bone at your side," the blonde pointed, actually pointing at her side, a bulge prominent. "What am I suppose to do? Laugh? Chira, you could have died."
"..." That was true; even the doctors said so. Yes, she could've died that day, but she was lucky it didn't hit her ribs or stomach; that would be a disaster. "... Why are you worried? Aren't you Flowey, the SOULless monster in the Underground?"
The car starts to move, making Flowey sigh loudly. Chira, still wanting her answer, clears her throat, making Flowey's eyes move to her.
"What?"
"Answer?"
"How about, no?"
"... I thou-"
"Fine!" Flowey groaned out, making the teenage girl smile. "Because you are t-"
The car came to a halt and the door flings open, making Flowey grin.
"On second thought, hold that." He then ran up, leaving a very pissed off Chira behind. Just as she was getting out, Dustin and the others showed up, a look of confusion on their faces.
"Who was that?" Dustin asked, looking at the teen, who sighed and mouthed out the teen's name.
"Flowey? Why did he-"
"He doesn't like cramped spaces, and is afraid of heights," Chira stated, walking in the direction where he ran off into. "And I'm goanna find him before he gets lost."
As she took off, Kristina smiled. "Alright! Since Sans and his group says this place is fun, I thought of something."
"Oh," Death chimed, "and what might that be?"
She turned herself, facing Sans, and said, "You know what, Sans? You need a proper welcoming."
Sans looked at her, surprised. "I think Flowey beating the complete shit out of Edge is a proper welcoming already..."
"Know what that is?"
"A fight against Flowey?"
Kristina laughed, exclaiming, "Welcome! Welcome to the state of Virginia!
"Where anything, and I mean anything, can go wrong!"
... Gotta be more than 6,000 words here, I think.
Gabby: W-W-What?
06.08.16: I passed all my SOLs in VA and now exempted from the finals!
Except for French.
Dammit. Anyway, this chapter is just about the two groups coming in and meeting for the first time and a carnival. Yay.
There's also a poll for the next continent and AU, which will be discussed in the next chapter, so you don't have to wait for that.
Alright, I'll shut up for now. Au revoir, mes amis!
P.S. LOL