01-16-2017, 03:53 PM
Frisk took the boat. Vision rode along but took every chance to fly along the way. The young one did not notice the suddenly change in powers. Focusing still ahead, she called out to her android teammate.
“So what is this store called?”
“My records state that it is titled ‘Dolly’s Datacatessen.’”
That pun is so good, Frisk was shocked she never seen it used before back in her world.
Not long, the beautiful island city came into view upon the horizon.
Not long, the pair was walking along the urban streets of downtown Costa del Sol. It was just as packed as it was when frisk had been there the day before. The sights and smells were kind of over stimulating, especially when that voluptuous croc lady got too close and filled her nostrils with the worst smelling perfume imaginable. She envied her partner’s robot nose.
Eventually, they reached a clearing the crowd where the kid finally got a breath of fresh air.
“Oh god, is poop perfume just in this year?” Exclaimed Frisk as she gasps for air.
“Yes actually.” Said Vision after a quick scan of the internet.
“Wait really?”
“Vanilluxe Excrement by Pokeflowers Inc.” He began, literally reading the wiki article in his head. “It is manufactured by the dropping of and ice cream pokemon. It is popular because the vanilla aroma is present but not enough to be overbearing. Mostly worn by reptiles, particularly the cold blooded sort.”
The look of disgust only rivaled the one she would have given the cannibal lady if she wasn’t trying to be diplomatic at the time.
Trying to find anything to distract herself, she focused her vision on the other side of the road. In one of the alleys, obscured in the shadows, was some teenager using a spray can on the side of the building. She remembered back home, Grillby’s would often fall victim to human teens, painting up the walls with whatever vulgar crap that would come to mind. Flaring with righteous anger, did a 90 degree turn and marched street towards the alley, surprising Vision.
“Where are you going Frisk?” He asked. When she didn’t respond, he followed.
“What’s the big idea?!” Yelled Frisk as soon as she was earshot of the teen. He quickly stopped what he was doing to look at the little one. “Do you know how hard it is to clean that stuff up? You’re causing so much trouble for the local businesses! That’s not your property so stop being a jerk!”
The teen stepped out from his place by the wall and made his way towards the child, and with each step it became clear he was no normal teen. His skin was bright red, his eyes a golden yellow, small horns adorned his head. His glare almost gave Frisk shivers. He waited until he was in sunlight before he finally spoke.
“Maybe you’d like to say that again?” He said, chuckling, a smile of sharp teach spreading across his face.
“I said stop being a jerk!” Frisk yelled. She was intimidated, but she didn’t survive the underground without knowing how to stand her ground.
“Ooh, feisty. Maybe you need to learn a lesson.” He said as he pulled out a dagger from his pocket.
“So what is this store called?”
“My records state that it is titled ‘Dolly’s Datacatessen.’”
That pun is so good, Frisk was shocked she never seen it used before back in her world.
Not long, the beautiful island city came into view upon the horizon.
Not long, the pair was walking along the urban streets of downtown Costa del Sol. It was just as packed as it was when frisk had been there the day before. The sights and smells were kind of over stimulating, especially when that voluptuous croc lady got too close and filled her nostrils with the worst smelling perfume imaginable. She envied her partner’s robot nose.
Eventually, they reached a clearing the crowd where the kid finally got a breath of fresh air.
“Oh god, is poop perfume just in this year?” Exclaimed Frisk as she gasps for air.
“Yes actually.” Said Vision after a quick scan of the internet.
“Wait really?”
“Vanilluxe Excrement by Pokeflowers Inc.” He began, literally reading the wiki article in his head. “It is manufactured by the dropping of and ice cream pokemon. It is popular because the vanilla aroma is present but not enough to be overbearing. Mostly worn by reptiles, particularly the cold blooded sort.”
The look of disgust only rivaled the one she would have given the cannibal lady if she wasn’t trying to be diplomatic at the time.
Trying to find anything to distract herself, she focused her vision on the other side of the road. In one of the alleys, obscured in the shadows, was some teenager using a spray can on the side of the building. She remembered back home, Grillby’s would often fall victim to human teens, painting up the walls with whatever vulgar crap that would come to mind. Flaring with righteous anger, did a 90 degree turn and marched street towards the alley, surprising Vision.
“Where are you going Frisk?” He asked. When she didn’t respond, he followed.
“What’s the big idea?!” Yelled Frisk as soon as she was earshot of the teen. He quickly stopped what he was doing to look at the little one. “Do you know how hard it is to clean that stuff up? You’re causing so much trouble for the local businesses! That’s not your property so stop being a jerk!”
The teen stepped out from his place by the wall and made his way towards the child, and with each step it became clear he was no normal teen. His skin was bright red, his eyes a golden yellow, small horns adorned his head. His glare almost gave Frisk shivers. He waited until he was in sunlight before he finally spoke.
“Maybe you’d like to say that again?” He said, chuckling, a smile of sharp teach spreading across his face.
“I said stop being a jerk!” Frisk yelled. She was intimidated, but she didn’t survive the underground without knowing how to stand her ground.
“Ooh, feisty. Maybe you need to learn a lesson.” He said as he pulled out a dagger from his pocket.
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