The year is 18XX
You are Lady (L/N) , tutor to a young girl named Frisk. What happens when you're on a ship with the young lass and a storm hits? Only time will tell....
"Please... don't let me win."
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CONTAINS GENOCIDE SPOILERS
NO LEMONS (ew that disgusting trash)
SWEARING
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This is my first fanfiction based on Undertale so please don't judge me. :3
Plus...
Frisk = 16 Years Old
Sans = 18 Years Old
So no hating and telling me that it's wrong. Who cares?
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*can't think of a description so yeah, enjoy I guess*
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2017: omfg this was so cringy why