LEMME JUST GET STRAIGHT TO THE POINT.
I BROKE A SLAB ROLLER.
I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW!!!
OK I DO!!!
BUT STILL!!!
I WAS ROLLING MY SHEET OF CLAY FOR MY MASK I WAS MAKING, AND IT WASN'T ROLLING OVER MY CLAY FAST ENOUGH APPARENTLY.
I DON'T EVEN FUCKING KNOW WHAT WAS GOING ON IN MY HEAD AT THE TIME EITHER!
LIKE,
"GEE! I ONLY HAVE AN HOUR LEFT OF CLASS, BETTER GET THIS SHIT DONE QUICKLY!"
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMM
CRASH
BANG
I TURN THE WHEEL AS HARD AS I COULD AND BEFORE I COULD STOP IT, THE FUCKING ROLLER BANGS AGAINST THE EDGE AND FUCKING BREAKS.
EVERYONE LOOKS AT ME AND I GO RED.
"SORRY."
WAS ALL I SAID BEFORE TAKING MY CLAY AND LEAVING.
NOT EVEN TEN MINUTES LATER THE TEACHER WALKS OVER TO THE SLAB ROLLER AND YELLS,
"WHO BROKE MY SLAB ROLLER?"
AND I FREEZE.
LIKE WHAT THE HELL?
DID YOU NOT HEAR ME BEFORE?
WELL APPARENTLY SHE IS REALLY PISSED AT MY CLASS CAUSE WE'RE ALREADY A BAD CLASS TO BEGIN WITH!
LIKE SERIOUSLY
CLAY ON THE CEILING EVERYDAY.
So that is the story of when I broke a slab roller.
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Northern Downpour (Underfell Sans x Reader)
Fanfiction(Y/n) goes to Mt. Ebbot in search of her brother Frisk. But what she finds instead amazes her.
