I sit on my couch shaking with Red by my side. I have a towel wrapped around me and even after showering I am covered in hot pink paint. I had woke up to red screaming. Their was a strange man in our room so I tried to hit him with my bones and he splashed paint on me. Great.
"Well, I see you two have met so you must know of the multiverse, correct?" The Sans named Ink asks.
"Yes, his frisk informed us of it." Red says. He seems to be handling it better then me. Maybe because he didn't get splashed with HOT PINK PAINT.
"That's wonderful! Frisks always are quick learners. Anyway I'll get down to it. I am here hunting down two other Sans. They were wounded greatly in a battle of the multiverse and fell into a portal. I believe they have landed here." Ink states in a business like tone.
"Was one of their names Otter Pop by any chance?" I ask.
"Why yes! How did you know?" Me and Red exchanged glances. "Is he here?"
"He, uh, He..." Red starts choking on sobs.
"He's dead." I say blankly.
"What?"
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Kustard
FanfictionWhen Classic is asked who he is by red sans he starts wondering who he is and who he wants to be. Classic Sans and Red Sans are very different and yet so alike. They feel the need to protect each other and be with each other at all times. Perhaps th...
