𝙎𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙤𝙥/𝙈𝙤𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙤𝙥 Oɴᴇsʜᴏᴛs

Night Three..?

Small explanation here:
This is split into two parts, designed so that I can go to sleep but not fret over not having lore out. Enjoy I guess?

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You reclined in the chair, waiting.

Who cares if you die now, you were tired. You shut the doors, eyes slipping shut.

Falling.

Air rushed past your face.

Huh?

You collapsed on something.. soft. Opening your eyes as you push yourself up, you see it was a bed of golden flowers.
(oh, you've got to be fucking kidding me.)
"Creator, mind explaining?" You ask as you stand, dusting yourself off.
(Listen, uh. I think we're.. glitching through all the other worlds I've made?)
"Really?" You mumble, and the creator hums.
(Listen, I'm going to give myself a physical form but I'll land next to you, so-)
With that, the creator goes silent.

Then- "fuck!" Looking behind you, you see- "holy shit, that's what you look like?!"

As the creator stands, you blink in confusion. "I know, I look weird. Hold on-" the creator hovers above the ground, looking more like a ghost now. "For future reference, call me 'J', and no, it doesn't stand for 'joker'." You snicker, and nod.

"So where are we?" You ask. You begin to walk down the dark and shadowy corridor. "You're About to see." J comments from behind you. As you stand in the room, a golden flower with-
<Holy shit it's undertale?!>
"Yep. Also, no one but you can see or hear me so ha I can speak you can't." J floats behind flowey, flicking his hand over him. Flowey seems to tire, falling asleep. "Got that from ralsei." J says, and gestures for you to push on, which you do.

"This is weird." You comment. J just nods. "Oh, by the way, completion of this world is going to need you to talk to Papyrus more than sans. Papyrus is my favourite so I gave him more use, sans is just the same old shit." J says, shrugging.

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Your eye twitches, sat in your room at Toriel's. "Can we have a break?" You mutter. J, sat on the other bed, nods, and freezes time. You sigh, flopping backward. J is suddenly in front of you, pie on a plate. "Take this. Rest, then we will leave." You nod, eating the pie before placing the plate on the floor. J turns out the lights and floats to the other bed, falling asleep rather quickly.

You yawn, eyes closing.

The closet door creaks open, and a fox with a broken snout pokes out. It opens the door more, it's going to lunge-

"Wakey wakey sunshine-" you get slapped across the face, j standing over you. "We have to leave bright and early if we're going to sneak past Toriel." You nod, and J snaps their fingers, your clothes changing to whatever you wanted to wear instantly. "Let's get going." You say, and sneak out, down the steps.

Once in the long stretch of corridor, adrenaline pumps through your veins. You begin to run, dashing around the corner and out of the door, past flowey, into the snow.

You shivered, but J just sighed. "Let's keep moving."

You nod, and are thankful when J supplies you with the same outfit but more appropriate for winter, warming you up slightly. They say nothing and float ahead as you smile, before looking ahead. You could do this!

You are filled with.. DETERMINATION.

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Part 1/2 is complete.

Thank you for reading, hope you have a fabulous day/ night wherever you are!

-Author