A Reveal Tainted by Terror
Muffet and Grillby, two food venders known in most AUs for their hospitality, were usually rather chill for being a fire-man and kind for a creature so many feared. This AU was an exception, a very, very annoying exception.
As Error started to get up from where he had fallen, he listened to the screams of those around him and saw that many were running towards the gate. What a pain, Error thought to himself as he stood, brushing himself off. Another fireball roared towards where he stood from the Grillby of this au, and Error dove through the shop window behind him, totally shattering the already cracked glass and falling through into the shop.
Error stayed where he had fallen for a bit longer before a small monster wearing a purple mask and a hood cautiously walked over to him. The small monster showed him a notepad with the words “Are you alright?” written on it in wingdings. “Y3ah, I’m f-f-f-fine kId,” Error responded in a deadpan. There is no way in hell this kid can’t see my face, even if my hoods up, he’s staring right at me!
The kid flipped the pad around again and wrote something else on it. “Are you sure? Your throat sounds irritated,” the pad said when the kid showed Error what they had written. Error paused, momentarily stunned that the kid hadn’t reacted at all to his face. “It’s f-f-fInE kid,” Error repeated, reaching up to adjust his hood. My hood! Error realized, it is still covering my face. Error smiled to himself, happy that he hadn’t yet blown his cover. “Law enforcement has already arrived and driven off Muffet and Grillby, but the lines to get outta here are gonna be real long if ya don’t leave now,” the cashier of the shop stated. Error startled at the voice and gave a glance to both the winged gaster variant at the counter, and the seemingly annoyed cashier.
“Do you need any help sir?” the winged Gaster variant asked, before offering a hand up from where Error sat. Error ignored the hand and pushed himself up on his own before looking up at the (rather tall) skeleton. The skeleton froze as Error realized that any luck that he had must have run out. Error's hood had slipped down and now his visage was in the open for anyone to see. “WeLl CrAp—”