Bad Luck and Bad Bones

Undertale (Video Game)
F/F
F/M
M/M
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Bad Luck and Bad Bones
Summary
You lived a nice life in the city calm and collected, until a bag of walking sex and bones entered your life and decided to fuck both you and your life up. Slowly becoming friends and maybe even more than that you decided to stick it out for the heck of it not knowing what your getting into.
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The Day of Regretted Nights (Part 1)

Shitty banter

 

“so you won't eat fried fish”

 

“yes”

 

“but you would eat a whole deep fried snake?”

 

“yeperoooni”

 

“you realize that makes no sense right”

 

“doesn't have to”

 

“your so weird”

 

“yeah you love it though, aanndd we are here”



We pulled up to a house party, and not the very civilised kind. The type you see in movies about colleges, with all the frat boys and red drinking cups. You weren't one to shy away from a party, but this place looked a little sketchy.

 

“hey Dave I think…”

 

“oh shit look it's Tyler, the king of beer pong”

 

He went up to greet the dread headed man, who smelled of pure sex and alcohol. He looked you over with what seemed like a predatory gaze *nothing like sans* ugh shut it brain, all in all he and this place made you sick.

 

“man this is my girlfriend ___”

 

so this is the girl you been tellin me about, you caught a nice one man. Yo if you ever get tired with Dave the dull call me”

 

“wow thanks”

 

You said sarcastically, not going anywhere near the hand he held out.

 

“nice man real charming, anyways is Derrick here?”

 

“Yeah he's in the basement you got to see the ass on his sister”

 

“dude that's gross, but I will go see him the old idiot needs a dose of dave. Oh you don't mind if I see’em right babe?”

 

“actually I wou…”

 

“woah”

 

Then you were left there David was being dragged of to who knows where, by his who knows how drunk friend while you stood there at a party you didn't want to be at. It had been forty five minutes with you just standing alone, with every guy in the house trying to hit on you like one after the other. You wanted to go home you had had enough, but you sadly needed a ride which was David. So time to find him and curse him out, then leave got it.

 

Another hour of searching for his sorry ass and you were about to walk home *Pap wouldn't be up at this time, and no way in hell were you going to call Sans*. One more look in the basement then you're out of this hell hole, as your heels clicked down the steps you really wish you wouldn’t have, don't think you were prepared to see what was down there. You should have just left.

 

You should have left.

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