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Battat grabs Tenna's loose left arm, as he starts fixing it up.
"Oh geez... How did this even happen?"
"🎷🎷🎷🎷🎷🎷🎷🎷🎷🎷🎷.."
(I knew that damn knight would cause trouble..)
Pluey responds.
"Ya. Never should've trusted that guy."
Jongler replies.
"You know... I've heard Tenna talking about someone."
Battat says, trying to make conversation to avoid the stress of the current situation.
"Some old 'business partner'."
Battat works on Tenna's arms, while pluey cleans up the excess oil that has been spilt from the wounds.
"Heard he was a big shot, had the secret to making Tenna a star."
"The little freak apparently ripped him off, though."
Battat mentions.
"🎷🎷? 🎷🎷🎷."
(Really? Tell me more.)
Pluey says, curiously.
"That's all I got. Never asked Tenna about it, seems like a wound that hasn't healed. No pun intended."
Battat rubbed his thumb over the steel, though being hard metal, it was soft to the touch.
"Hm. What, getting sentimental over this old hunk of junk?"
Jongler asked, trying to brush over their own uneasy feelings.
"Honestly, who couldn't? His damn arms got chopped off, you can't help but feel bad."
Battat responds.
While the Mike crew works on Tenna, the fun gang are having a hell of a time trying to defeat the roaring knight.
"*Huff* goddamn... *Huff* knight.."
Susie mumbles under her breath.
Kris looks over their shoulder, still in disbelief about tenna.
Suddenly.. the deal maker came out of their inventory?!
Kris jumps up in shock, half at the surprise of the sudden action, and half at the surprise of the little man not being petrified already.
Spamton quickly runs over to tenna, not realizing the other company he has.
Kris is still distracted in shock, not realizing that the knight is about to swing directly at them.
"KRIS LOOK OUT-!!"
Ralsei shouts, but the moment the knight's sword swung..
swoon.
Susie is down.
Susie jumped in front of Kris, a last moment stand to protect them.
As stupid as it was, it sure wouldn't be the worst thing to happen.
Spamton starts scurrying to tenna, fueled with pure fear.
"[Trash heap]!!!"
He yelled, as he wiped away tears.
"Woah woah woah, who the hell are you??"
Battat quickly backed up, clearly scared of the little man.
Spamton is shaking with pure rage and fear and confusion and- he honestly didn't know how he truly felt.
Pluey, as shocked as he was remained calm.
"🎷🎷🎷, 🎷🎷🎷."
(Calm down battat, he might just be a friend of tenna.)
Battat sighed as he tried to calm himself down from all the pressure happening at the moment.
"Sorry.."
Battat glanced at Spamton.
"Um... What's your name?"
"Sp-[[Spamton g. Spamton, #1 salesman 1997!]]
Spamton replied, clearly uncomfortable about the forced sound clip, almost as if it's a memory he'd rather forget.
Battat tries to ignore the little man's voice quirk, maybe that's just how he speaks? Who is he to be questioning it? Battat responds,
"I'm Mi-.... Battat. My name is Battat."
"Okay, good [talk with singles 50+!], now there isn't any [[time for you to get a watch!]] To waste, we need to fix [[Anything you see on TV!]]. Before it's too late..."
Spamton follows up, clearly gaining some clarity at the last sentence.
"O-okay... Pluey, search the area for people willing to help Ant. Me and jongler will fix him up."
Battat replies uneasily.
Pluey goes on the lookout for help.
Susie falls to the ground as she gets hit by the knight's pitch black sword. She began to see stars as she lays, useless.
Ralsei's chest tightened as Susie collapsed,
Kris felt their heart strike with guilt. If they weren't so distracted, would Susie still be up and standing?
It didn't matter now. She didn't matter.
...
Was it even them thinking that?
...
Whatever.
Whatever the soul was doing to them didn't matter.
Does anything even matter anymore?
...
Kris started to wonder.
Did the soul feel guilt?
Did the soul feel love?
Did the soul feel hate?
...
Did the soul even feel?
...
Were they just making this "soul" up?
Was it even real???
Were they doing this to themselves???
...
Now is not the time to get lost in thought.
They need to get this fight over with.
They have their sword at the ready.
And right as they're about to attack...
Swoon.
Ralsei turned into a pile of fluff before kris's eyes.
Kris's pupils shrink in terror as their last companion falls to the knight's blade.
They're next.
They can feel their heart pounding.
Why shouldn't they just surrender to the knight's blade?
What's the point of not giving up?
No. They need to put up a fight for their downed allies.
Kris points their sword at the knight, hands shaking.
Spamton starts getting lost in thought while impatiently waiting for Tenna to reboot... Hopefully.
He wonders... Will tenna recognize him? He didn't before, so there's no saying he will now.
He has a tinge of hope that maybe if tenna gets a better look at him, he'll remember his old partner...
...
He hates me now.. doesn't he?
Kris draws their blade and shakily points it at the knight, tears welling up as they are ready to take their final breath. They violently slash at the knight, and stands ready as the knight charges up their attack.
They dodge one knife, then two, then three...
But they fail to miss the fourth.
They see the blade that seems like it's made of shadows coming straight ahead, as they draw their final breath.
Swoon.
Their soul shatters as the black sword hits them directly.
They feel as if someone was meant to save them right there, at that moment.
As they lay there, kneeling unconsciously, it feels that they're given the option to restart, try again if you will. Is it really them getting offered the option?
But nothing happens.
They kneel, as the knight starts to suck up toriel.
Susie uses all of her energy to grab the knights shadowy leg.
"No.. you can't..."
Suddenly, a distant voice can be heard, and spears are shot at the knight.
"Hey!! Stop!! Police!!"
Silence.
"You've got some explaining to do, punk!!"
Undyne shouts.
As Tenna's arms are finally put back in place, and his reboot switch is pressed, Spamton is nervously fidgeting.
"Hey. Little guy."
Battat says to Spamton.
"I... Don't really know who you are.. but whatever type of relationship you have with tenna..."
Battat looks away.
"I just-... I bet he really cares about you. Okay?"
Battat is embarrassed about his attempt to be sincere.. embarrassed about himself.
He doesn't understand that those words meant the world to Spamton, he's too busy nitpicking everything about himself that he's blinded from the heart he just touched.
"... Thank you, [[green as grass!]]"
Spamton replies.
Battat chuckles to himself about the nickname.
Pluey comes back with a group of Pippins and shadow guys.
"🎷🎷🎷🎷🎷🎷🎷" (Okay, I've gotten everyone I could. Your move, battat.)
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