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It's a rather quiet day, the first in many months. Not many things have been happening recently. Debates for monsters have slowed down, though, but hate groups and support groups have been growing in size, along with those who just treat us like anyone else; with ignorance. Personally, I don't really care about either group, as long as they don't mess with monsters. Which the hate group, calling themselves the HSP, Or the Human Support Parasizeres, are doing in spades. Countless amounts of hate attacks are being throw down, and it's personally annoying. Over the last 6 months, they have been growing bigger, and they have been really annoying to deal with. Someone even tried to hurt Frisk. Needless to say, Undyne took care of the situation. Now, all we are waiting for is the protection from the law, and we are set.
Anyways, I sit on my new hot dot stand location waiting for costumers, grin still on my face, debating whether or not to sleep till someone arrives. People have been coming more often to buy hotdogs, since monsters are becoming more accepted in the world today, making sales a bit more common. A few of them do the "30 hot dog challenge!" thing, which just earns all the money, and they get them all free if they do it as well, and if they fail, well, they now got 30 hotdogs to eat. Win-win, either way. My company seems to be loving the idea, also being pro monsters. And because of that, my face is being plastered everywhere about this. I'm now a company mascot. Fantastic. I'm now Sans the hotdog. What's next? Do I need to wear a hotdog suit?
Someone tapping on the desk shook me awake, to find a rather timid girl standing there, green eyes looking right at me. It's a mite unnerving how she's staring seemingly right into his soul, but he shrugs it off. She's just a girl right?
"hey miss. welcome to a hot dog stand. how may i help you?"
"Uhh....2 Hotdogs, please! ...Sans, right?"
"that's what i was named presumably, yeah." The girl smiled; this one's a keeper, for sure.
"W-well....here's the 4 dollars, and here you go!" She hands him 4 crisp American curr- Dollars. Man, why does every region around this place have different currency? He never understood it.
"your two hotdogs will be out in a moment. sit tight, you don't wan't to stand for bad hotdogs, do you?" This makes the girl snort. I like this girl, she seems to be very smart for her age, which meant she liked jokes and hotdogs. She's a match made in heaven, honestly. I hand her her hotdogs, and wave at her. "here you go, have a fansaaaaastic day!~"
She flicks away her golden blonde hair out of her hair, and smiles. "No, thank you! I've always liked monsters....even if I'm afraid of a few of you...but i've been trying! There's no way I should be afraid of monsters! I will succeed!" ...Something about her attitude seems familiar, but I can't place it. Maybe it's a fluke. Either way, she walks away, and just in time too, since my shift ends. I take off the work uniform, and start walking to the workplace, where I deposit the money, get my actual clothes back on, and start walking to where Frisk and Papyrus where; city hall.
On the way, people where looking me down. some had amazement of their faces, some had curiosity and fear, other had disgust. I just walk past em, in my pink slippers. If they wanted to talk to me and badmouth me, my slipper should be a good replacement. I walk past them, and walk into the city hall here, where Papyrus and Frisk where standing, Papyrus talking about the stock market, and rushed over to me when Pap saw me, giving me a big old hug!
"BRO! YOUR LATE, YOU LAZYBONES!"
"sorry, got a bit bunned out working today" This got Papyrus to put me down, and yell really loudly, though Frisk giggled at this.
"SANS! YOUR GROUNDED! NO MORE PUNS FOR THE DAY!"
"bro, i'm already grounded. look at me." This gets Pap to stomp his foot down rather hard, mulitple times, and Frisk laughs at this. It seems the slugger's always had a soft spot for puns. Usually.
"SANS! YOU ARE NOW AIRDED!" He picks me up, and lugs me over his sholder, and I shrug. Might as well enjoy a free ride, right? Frisk shakes their head, and walks with us, and walks off, obviously laughing at our antics. Papyrus lugs me around, and I deside to ask them what they did.
"so, mind giving me insight on what you guys where doing? stocks? okay then." Weird, why would stocks even be needed by an ambassator? Well....mettaton brand and other things like it have been appearing out of nowhere. Mettaton's been basking in glory right now. He's a monster brand, but everyone seems to adore him, even monster hate groups. Heh, hone of them know that's he's a monster. And He's smart enough to know not to show that to anyone, if he's smart enough. I doubt it honestly. He's a bit to attention crazed. He's gonna lose tons of followers once people learn that truth.
"-AND THAT'S WHY YOU DON'T MAKE PUNS AT CITY HALL!" Wait, Pap's was talking? Hmmm....guess I was thinking too hard on Mettaton of all people, so let me get back to conversation.
"got it bro."
"OKAY THEN. YOU ARE OFF YOUR AIRDEDMENT!" Papyrus put me on the ground of they allyway, a good half mile from city hall. Wow. He moves fast. I slowly start keeping pace, making the area me seem like it's just a area to remember. Ah, whatever.
Soon enough, we are almost in the Monster village, on the outskirts of the city, when something catches my attention; a giant claw mark on the side of a building. The building was red, brick, and looked fine. Only thing was, the claw mark seemed really big, not to mention it left a good to inch insision in the wall. Was it a stray bear? Or something else? Frisk also looks at it with confusion, and So does Papyrus, once he notices we are looking at this mark on the wall.
"THIS IS A REALLY BIG MARK. IT LOOKS QUITE DEEP AS WELL. I WONDER WHAT KIND OF THING DID THIS? MAYBIE IT WAS ONE OF THE FABLED BEARS I HEARD OF!"
"this looks really deep i think. 2 inches. now....can a bear break this?" This timeline's going off rather interestingly; this is also the longest he's had...well, before he wakes up in his bed again. this one's completely different. hmmm.....Interesting. Very, very interesting
"WELL, MAYBIE WE SHOULD GO MEET THE OWNER OF THESE CLAW MARKS! THEY SEEM REALLY HAPPY, SO THEY GIVE THE WALL A HIGH FIVE!" Ah, bro....naw. I think it's best he doesn't know about that. Might as well go for it though, it could be a danger.
"hey frisk, you want to go look for this friend? yeah? okay then. let's go, bro" I have no clue what I'm getting into but it can't be that bad, right?
"YEAH! THIS IS REALLY GOING TO BE A GREAT PERSON WE ARE GOING TO MEET. MAYBE WE CAN-"
A roar cut Papyrus off, followed by screams of people. Something was attacking downtown.