#Debris!Muffet

[toky502]

UNITALE (An alternate tale) [Pixel art]

Well, since I have some free time I made pixel art of the protagonists of unitale (an alternate tale) I hope you like it! see you, greetings! TOKY! ♥️

[laura-the-yellow-cat]

MSA X DP: The Ultimate Enemy Chapter 5: Clockwork shows pictures of what happened to Danny's, Sophie's, Dan's Families and Friends of Alternate Universes to killed/Danny, Sophie, Dan is going to High Schools

**after the battle of Danny, Sophie and Dan fights Box Lunch**

Box Lunch: Prepare for... Huh?

Danny: **singing** Box Lunch, **Raising one finger, he sends a focused beam at the Nasty Packet** BEWARE!

The Nasty Sauce packet swells then explodes, kicking Danny, Sophie and Dan through the wall and blowing the top off the Nasty Burger. Outside, a crowd of people look on, Lancer and other teachers in front. He raises his briefcase to shield his face from the flying debris, and a sauce-splattered Danny falls through it, intangible, to land next to Sam, Monty, Elise and Tucker Irving stumbles through the front door. Lancer and other teachers lowers his briefcase

Lancer: Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance! Run!

Screaming, everyone but the trio runs

Tucker: Danny, who was that ghost you three were fighting?

Elise: Yeah?

Sophie: I think She's the daughter of the Box Ghost and the Lunch Lady, Box Lunch

Dan: Yeah

Elise, Tucker, Sam and Monty: Yikes

Danny: Actually, it's more of an eew. I don't know what's going on. **Looking down, he notices the CW medallion on the ground** But this medallion might give us a clue -- **He suddenly notices there is something stuck to his back, and peels it away. It's the C.A.T. answer packet** Oh my gosh, The answers to the C.A.T.s!

Sophie: Wow

Others: Oh my goodness

Clockwork: **watching the screen intently and gesturing** Now watch this. He'll make the right choice. And you'll see, you've got absolutely nothing to...

Danny: Hello, great future

Sophie: I love the great future

Dan: ???

Tucker: You're not actually thinking of peeking at the answers, are you?

Elise: or not?

Danny: Of course I am. **He reverts to human form** Aren't you?

Ghost Present: Phew...

Ghost Past: That was close

The Cloaked Hood 1 (Muffet Pepper's unknown father; ghost): If only muffet pepper was there with us

The Cloaked Hood 2 (Muffet Pepper's unknown mother; ghost): Me too

Clockwork's wide-eyed stare drops into a scowl

Observant 1: They's stolen the test answers

Observant 2: They's clearly going to cheat!

Observant 1 and Observant 2: They has your time medallion

Clockwork: You said that twice **switches to child form**

Observant 1: Destroy him now, Clockwork

The Cloaked Hood 1 and The Cloaked Hood 2 (Muffet Pepper's unknown parents; ghosts): **gasp**

Switching back to adult form, Clockwork sticks his hand in the opening of another gear

Clockwork: I know what I'm doing [The gear opening and his hand glow, and the opening resolves to a view of a robotic ghost] He put the answers to the test in his hands, and he made the wrong decision

Ghost Present: This is not right...

Ghost Past: (in her mind: Oh muffet, if only you were here)

In the viewer, we see the smoking wreck of the Nasty Burger. The viewer zooms closer, showing an exposed heating element by the Nasty Sauce tanks. The heat meter moves up to yellow. Clockwork punches a button on his staff, making the viewer go to static. It shows a still shot of Danny, Sophie and Dan fighting the robot ghost, then fighting his evil older self. It then shows his family and friends and Mr. Lancer bound and gagged with ectoenergy in the Nasty Burger, which then explodes, and Danny, Sophie and Dan shielding themselves against the blast then screaming "nooo!" Clockwork floats up in front of the viewer

Clockwork: [In old form] Their future is sealed

Ghost Present: (in his mind: Not good... they need them what they want...)

Ghost Past: Yeah... We'll see...

---COMMERCIAL BREAK---

At their schools The trio are walking down the hall

Sam: So, are you going to return the test answers or not?

Monty: Yeah?

Danny: We will! We will. I'm just...waiting for the right moment.

Sophie: Yeah, me too

Dan: Me three

Tucker: Like, maybe, after the test?

Elise: ???

Danny, Sophie and Dan frowns at Tucker

Tucker: Yeah, you're right. [As they pass by the teachers' lounge] You're not thinking about cheating on a test that you're convinced will determine your future

The door to the teacher's lounge opens, and Lancer looks after them quizzically. Shutting the door again, he goes to the sofa and sets the briefcase down on the coffee table. He pulls out a key and unlocks the briefcase, and gasps upon finding it empty,The scene goes to several Casper High, Mighty Falcon and University School girls and boys looking angry as Jazz, Arthur and Jane talks

Jazz: So, it's a choice between Harvard, Yale, and Stanford, and I can't make up my mind! [The girls and boys all turn and walk away, and Jazz's smile drops.] So...see you after school? No?

Arthur: I think that did not help

Jane: Yeah, i don't they don't like you're idea or something

Lancer: [walking up to Jazz, Arthur and Jane] Ms. Fenton, Mr Kingsmen and Ms Turner, may I speak with you three after school?

Jazz, Arthur and Jane looks alarmed

Scene shifts to FentonWorks at night. In Danny's room, the trio are sitting in a circle on the floor around Clockwork's medallion. Tucker connects a pair of wires from it to his PDA

Tucker: I can't seem to hack into it. It's really hi-tech

Elise: Yeah?

Sam: Yeah, like it's from the future or something

Monty: I agreed with Sam

Well, speaking of the future, I think it's time I started preparing for mine. [Picks up his backpack and stands]

Sophie: Or mine [Picks up her backpack and stands]

Sam: You both mean cheat

Sophie: What? No, that's insane

Danny: Yeah, We didn't say cheat

Tucker: You both didn't say "not" cheat

Elise: Yeah, u didn't say like that

Danny: [facepalming] Guys, come on. I'd love to have spent the last month studying, but We was fighting ghosts! Besides, if you four think this test is so meaningless [pulling out the answer packet and holding it up], why do you even care if I cheat? Why shouldn't I open this up and study the answers, huh?

Sophie: Yeah. right? hehehe...

Elise, Tucker, Sam and Monty look at each other

Danny: No answer? [Putting the packet on his dresser] Well that's all the answer We need [He looks down at the packet, hesitating]

Sophie: I agree with Danny [She looks down at the packet, hesitating]

Tucker: [To Sam] Aren't you going to say something?

Elise: Yeah, or not?

Sam: I'm his friend, not his mom. [Giving Danny a dirty look] If they wants to cheat, they can cheat

Danny, Sophie and Dan is still hesitating. Finally he goes for the seal and peels it up, but is interrupted by a blue light behind them. Tucker and Elise gapes and Sam and Monty gasps. The robot ghost seen earlier in Clockwork's viewscreen appears again. It's a combination of Skulker and Technus, with Skulker's head in the typical head spot and Technus's face embedded in its chest.

Sam, Monty, Elisa and Tucker: [sigh in relief] I mean... Oh no, a ghost!

Danny, Sophie and Dan goes ghost and leaps at the ghost, who easily backhands him into the wall. He slides to the floor and glares up.

Danny: Who are you supposed to be?

Sophie: Who are u?

Skulktech (Skulker): I am Skulktech 9.9, the future Ghost World's greatest hunter!

Skulktech (Technus): With its greatest technovillain as his operating system!

Danny, Sophie and Dan: Skulker and Technus together?

Tucker Is that an ew or a yikes?

Elise: or both?

Several claw-ended arms spring out of Skulktech

Danny: Definitely a yikes.

Sophie: I think yikes

Dan: Yeah, yikes

For @sfcabanasstarcgs and @mysteryideasgroup

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[viky2318]

I think I reached the 10th chapter a few chapters ago, but I'm too lazy to do anything.

It was a cloudy day. The forest was in full bloom, as everyday, and there were a few birds singing from the highest branches of the trees. The sun was high in the sky, slowly moving near to the zenith, and its rays, slightly dimmed by the clouds, gave a more mystical touch to that peaceful world. The moment Muffet appeared in that place, not a single animal bothered to run away. They knew she wasn't an evil soul. Fresh, instead, made a few squirrels and a robin feel uneasy, knowing how unpredictable he was. "Who are we searching for?" the spider asked, not fully aware of how many ears were carefully listening to her voice. The skeleton laid his back on a tree and stuffed his hands in the pockets of his jacket, then explained: "no need to worry 'bout that, kiddo. She probably will notice our presence very soon. Just think about choosing your words carefully when you'll speak to her". Muffet wasn't sure of what he meant, but his look told her that he wasn't intending to explain much else.

She sat on the base of another tree, moving her gaze to the surroundings. That majestic forest gave off such a pleasant feeling of peace, something she felt only when she was still a very young monster. It was when all the monsters of her timeline lived in the ruins, almost a century ago. She never thought much about that period of her life. It lasted just eight years for her, but they felt the best years of her life. Then, the Dreemurr family decided it was time to move, discovering the rest of the Underground. She remembered living in a small house in the middle of Home. There was a garden nearby, or maybe it was a park. In both cases, she remembered sitting next to a tree like the ones that surrounded her now, and playing simple games with her siblings and other children. Sometimes there was a bunny with a cute blue basque, sometimes a Temmie, sometimes a small group of ghosts. After some time her mother called her inside, usually to eat dinner or lunch if it was afternoon. Back then, there was no hurry. No clients to run behind, or clans to discuss with, or humans to hunt down. The world was small and simple, and she liked that.

After moving to Hotland her world got bigger, and while her sibling found it exciting… She found it scary. It was all new, and inside of the new city they went living in she knew no one but her family. Her old home was small and beautiful, why did they change it? The eight year old Muffet didn't find a good reason for that. Back then, she didn't know that thing called "need of freedom". She always remained next to her mother, the only thing that remained the same, behind the counter of the newly opened bakery. She lost contact with her friends and her siblings went their own ways. She ended up slowly slipping into the adults' world, and in a pretty short time she learned a lot about economy and politics while baking muffins and croissants. She became first her mother's assistant and then, when she became older, the head of her clan. She was always doing something, and her "free time" was time she spent with her head filled with thoughts. "I later have to do this", "tomorrow there is a meeting with them", "I need to go and discuss that". After a few years she got used to that rhythm of life and stopped feeling uneasy with everything. She even had been able to get a pet.

And then, her mother died.

It happened suddenly, almost thirty years after they moved. That day an unexpected earthquake hit the whole Underground. A royal guard brought her a letter that said that her mother's dust had been found under some debris in the bridge between Hotland and Waterfall. Muffet remembered that day as the worst day of her life. If it hadn't been for her siblings, she would have probably fell down. She remembered closing herself in her room and not getting out for days. Her mother had been her only safe spot, her reality, since she was born. Losing her made her feel completely lost. It took her almost three months for her to recover, and after that she completely changed her way to approach life. Having this feeling of instability, of constant mutations around her even when the world wasn't moving, made her develop a more distant personality, with lots of boundaries and cold stares. She felt as if the moment she would get attached to something or someone, she would have lost it. With the time that distance got sweetened, mostly thanks to the frequent reunions between clans and the customers that didn't like to buy stuff from a walking statue. The routine that she learned to live with in the past felt more stressing than before, and she coped with that stress through poisonous irony that became part of her personality. She focused completely on her work to avoid having moments to think about her past. And finally, somehow, her life again found some sort of stability. A stability that lasted more than fifty years. But of course, nothing lasts forever. So one day, while working in the bakery, she literally blinked her eyes and found herself in a white, immense void.

Muffet leaned her head on her knees while looking at a curious mouse walking nearby. That day she remembered being so tense, she couldn't afford annoying people. Like Maddy back then. Man, the random threat she told her was so stupid and violent... and she never apologized! Sure, Maddy was about to call her bad stuff, but now that she knew the cat, she could tell she were trying to cope with her slight sort of anxiety. Yeah, after all that mess she would have apologized.

A new noise, or better say a new silence, snapped her back to the present. That place made her think so much... She noticed how every creature around them was now silent, as if to show respect to someone. Fresh (Muffet almost forgot he was there) smiled widely and got up. "There she is. Remember: don't say dumb things. She knows when you're lying" he said to the spider. She got up as well and finally, the mysterious person appeared. She was a tall goat lady, slightly taller than the original Toriel and with bigger horns. She wore the traditional long violet dress that the character usually wears, but the upper triangle of the Delta Rune was substituted by a Determination soul and the circle by a monster soul. On her hands there were a Kindness and a Perseverance soul, on her shoulders the Bravery and the Integrity ones. On her two long ears there were the Patience and the Justice souls. The black marks on her cheeks and the vertical line on her forehead were a classic sign of a monster (mainly a Dreemurr) who absorbed all the seven human souls. Knowing the character's attitude, she probably got forced or did it in a life-or-death situation. Toriel would have never absorbed the human souls. The goat gave off a feeling of something ancient, with a great wisdom. She walked close to the other two monsters, making her way through the trees, greeted them with a patient smile, turned to Muffet and asked: "Good afternoon young soul. How was your traveling? I hope that Fresh here didn't drag you around the worlds". The skeleton raised a brow as his glasses switched to "C'MON!". "Aw, seriously? Ya know I would never do that!" he said when the lady gave him a look of ironical disapproval. She then turned again to Muffet and said: "I am Raehel, caretaker of this forest. Please, dear, follow me. We'll talk at my house". The lady then guided her and Fresh through the deep forest. She seemed to already know why the two of them were there, and treated the spider like a welcomed guest. Fresh, by the other hand, seemed almost quiet. Was it respect, fear or simple lack of topics to talk about?

In a short while, the three monsters reached a small, cozy house. Raehel's house was exactly identical to the house Toriel has in Undertale, with the only difference being the stairs that usually brought the human to the rest of the Underground that were missing, and the frame on top of the fireplace in the living room which had a photo of seven human children smiling with a grumpy flower, apparently pretending to be pissed off. That same flower, now inside of a big pot near the bookshelf of the living room, huffed annoyedly the moment he saw the two guests coming in. "Oh for God's sake, you really brought HIM here? Out of every iCE CREAM CONE in this cursed world, that fUNKING weirdo?" he exclaimed. The goat lady gave him a stern look and declared: "Asriel Dreemurr, I never taught you to speak in such a rude way. Moderate your language if you don't want to end up grounded". The flower rolled his eyes and took a book from the bookshelf, then started reading it while mumbling something about not being a baby anymore. Raehel turned again to the two other monsters and apologized for Asriel's rudeness, then suggested they sit down. Fresh immediately took a seat and started: “sooo… my buddy here needed a hand finding a guy, and I'm having hard times finding them myself. Can ya help her?”. The goat lady sat next to Muffet, her quiet smile slightly fading. “As I thought. You never bring people here without a reason. Who’s the person you’re searching for, young one?”. For some unknown reason, the spider felt a bit intimidated by her. Maybe it was her calmness combined with her strong power. The few powerful but calm creatures she met were also uncontrollable beasts once they lost their cool… “uh, they’re a human. A gray adult human called Sam. they’re kind of a chilled guy, with short hair and small eyes, sometimes they have some sort of floating keyboard, and… Sorry, I seriously don’t have much else to say. They don't have many recognizable traits…” she explained.

Despite what Muffet thought, Raehel seemed to have a clear idea of who this person was, as her expression got more and more serious. She looked at the skeleton for a moment, then turned to the spider once again. “My dear… and why do you want to meet them?” the goat lady asked, her tone of voice being more dry. Muffet finally understood what Fresh meant when he said to be careful with words. The lady clearly knew Sam, and didn’t have a good opinion on them. This didn’t discourage her though. She knew what she wanted. “I know they might not be a wonderful person, but I need to speak with them. I have to clear out a few things, and I want to make sure they won’t bother my friends anymore” Muffet explained. It wasn't the full truth, but it wasn't a lie either. Raehel observed her with that careful look of hers, the one of someone who saw millions of faces and can read all of them like mere books. The spider felt her gaze on her in the same way she would feel a dagger in her chest. After what seemed an eternity, the old lady closed her eyes and huffed, while some sort of dreadful feeling climbed on the spider's shoulders. "You spoke with their father figure, didn't you?" she started. She opened her eyes again as a small wrinkle of worry appeared on her forehead. Her gaze now fell on Asriel, who clearly wasn't reading the book he was holding in front of his eyes. "Yes, it is obvious. You got used by that horrible being as a tool for destruction, and the old man is again trying to do something. But the Void twisted his mind, and shattered it. Part of him wants to save the human from their own destiny, and part wants to see them dead. You met only his good side, and that one is sadly the one that sees the least". Raehel then looked at Muffet again with a mix of severity and concern. "You got sent to a suicidal mission by a person who's blinded by his own feelings and by himself. You left your friends alone to pursue a cause that isn't even yours, and that you embraced only because of your kind heart and tired mind. It is not my duty to stop you, but… please, young soul, reflect. Reflect on your actions and on what makes you do this".

Muffet was… confused. Aside from the fact that this lady apparently understood everything that led the spider there by simply looking at her in the eyes. A few minutes before she was sure of what she was doing. Now she noticed how much impulsively she acted. She was searching for a solution, the Smiling Man put an idea in front of her, and she held onto it as hard as she could. Why the hell did she act like that? It wasn't like her. She would have thought more and made a wiser decision.This didn't mean she was about to turn around and go home. She still wanted to speak with Sam, at least to make sure they wouldn't bother anyone anymore, but there wasn't anymore that feeling that made her go ahead, that will to finish what she started no matter what. And if it was there, it was nothing confronted to what was before.

A voice from behind her spoke. It was the flower. "Sounds like you lost your confidence, huh? Do you need a new good reason to go ahead?" he said. Muffet looked at him and understood he wanted something. You could read on his face the superiority he felt, as if he had something no one else had and that everyone was craving for. "Speak up then, Asriel. What are you suggesting?" the spider questioned him. He glared at her and huffed. "first thing: I'm Flowey. only mom can call me that. and my siblings. no one else. second: you bring me with you to that mothe- I mean, that annoying human" he corrected himself when he met Raehel's severe stare. Muffet remained a bit perplexed by his words, so she asked: "why would you want to come?". Flowey broke eye contact and furrowed his nonexistent brows. "I got my reasons, duh! I wanna kick them in the face. make this be enough for you!" he exclaimed. She turned to the goat lady once again, trying to understand something from her look. The woman was still concerned, but now it was also for the flower. Something must have happened between this family and Sam, and it surely wasn't something positive... Raehel and Flowey looked at each other for a few seconds, their looks talking more than words. Then, the old lady closed her eyes and sighed. "Alright, you can go. But only if our guest is ok with it" she finally declared. She then laid her gaze on Muffet, waiting for an opinion. The spider looked at the flower, then at Fresh (who was still there listening to everything), then again at Raehel. "I don't think it's a problem as long as it's just him" she confirmed. Flowey smiled widely with some sort of firm light in his eyes, almost challenging the spider to say otherwise, and in this Muffet saw a bit of Maddy in him. The old lady stood up and stated: "it is then decided: you will keep going with your task, and you'll bring Asriel with you". She clearly wasn't enthusiastic about all this, as she said those last words with a surrendered, slightly fake smile. Finally, Fresh spoke again. "Yanno, maybe it's better if you rest a bit before going on your trip. I can see some huge bags under your eyes" he said. Truth to be told, Muffet didn't feel tired nor did she have such terrible dark circles on her eyes, but decided to accept his suggestion. The spider then understood he did it only to calm down Raehel, as she clearly heard the goat lady sighing in relief. She guided Muffet to a guest room (the one where usually Frisk slept in the original universe) and told them that she was always in time to change her mind. Muffet thanked her and Raehel closed the door, leaving her to her own thoughts.

She sat on the bed, which was bigger than how it looked, and stretched her multiple pairs of arms. only now she noticed how rigid she was... She thought again at the conversation she just had, and at what she would have done once she found that goddamn human. The idea of 'converting them' wasn't anymore a realistic idea, but she could still try to limitate them. She remembered how Grillby told her practically the same thing Raehel did, but for some reason she didn't listen to him. why was she noticing only now how much dumb she acted in the past?! In her head, the fight she had with the flame man came back. She insulted him, and shouted at him, and got mad at him, and the only thing he was guilty of was being too worried about everything to actually do something. She really acted like a jerk. and then, in that last second where she was at Sam's house, when she saw Maddy almost jumping in the room... The spider had her terrified eyes of them impressed in her brain. She always saw Maddy as the tough one in the group, the one who fixed problems by throwing a few punches here and there. the one who made sure Grillby didn't lose himself in thought in the middle of a mission, trying to elaborate the best plan. the one who first acted and then asked. Already seeing her terrified of herself after the Underswap mission killed Muffet inside, but that concerned expression she had in that moment, that despair... It really destroyed her. How stupid of her! Why did she act like that? Why did she mistreat her friends like that? The spider laid her back against the soft mattress of the bed, annoyed by herself. That timeline was making her think so much... Without even noticing it, Muffet slid into a deep slumber. For once, she dreamt nothing.

... that damn skeleton. he did it on purpose, didn't he?

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[toky502]

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Some old collabs with @toky502 ! She did the sketch and color while I did the lineart and shading. <3

[achirding]

Wiptober 5: Awe-Struck!

Summary: When Slim invited him to hang out, somehow, Stretch wasn’t really anticipating a bar fight! Not his idea of a cool dude hangout, even if there’s nachos. And he is running out of nachos. :C Contains: MapleHoney! (Fellswap!Papyrus (Slim) x Stretch (Underswap Papyrus)

Note: This is actually like 99.9% done. I just gotta proofread it and format it! Also 100% my dumb sense of humor but I think it’s fun and I hope y’all do too ahaha.

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This wasn’t how Stretch thought this night was going to go, that’s for sure. Granted, when Slim had asked him to hang out, he wasn’t sure /what/ he expected. (And wasn’t that a surprise! Shy and quiet Slim approaching him to hangout, one on one!)

Sneaking snacks into a movie didn’t really feel like it was Fell speed, and nobody from Underswap was too keen on participating in a demolition derby. Fellswap’s bar seemed like the perfect compromise- they’d have the junk food and casual atmosphere Stretch wanted, and would still be edgy and exciting enough to keep Slim’s attention.

 And well! That’s where Stretch is right now! Huddled under a grimy table, glass shards and other debris littering the floor like dangerous confetti as he watches the bar get torn up. For some reason, he has the nachos clutched against his chest like a teddy bear, fingers shaking as he crams chip after chip into his mouth.

‘What am I doing?’ Stretch thinks to himself, watching incredulously as he uses a chip to scoop up the cheese and salsa he spilled on his hoodie. A Loox just crashed into the table over there hard enough to break it in half, and he’s trying to soothe the nervous knots in his nonexistent stomach with an appetizer! It’s delicious. Just /what/ are his priorities?!

Stretch tenses as angry, determined footsteps pass right next to him, drawing further into his hoodie and chewing more quickly. It’s not like the colorful fabric is going to defend him, and it’s counterproductive to chew loudly while trying to hide, but he’s not exactly his best self right now. That margarita had been the size of his head, and even though he split it with Slim, it had been more like 80-20 than 50-50, and-

He jumps as a bunny monster falls like a rock with the imprint of three hands on her swollen cheek. A snowdrake and ice cap join her a few moments later in the same condition, out cold.

Yikes, Fellswap’s Muffet packs a mean punch. (Slap? He doesn’t dare check.)

Stretch peels off an olive and flicks it to the side, hunching further down as a magical attack whizzes close enough to slice the discarded olive in half. This is getting way rowdier than he expected, and while he can hold his own when pressed, he doesn’t like his odds. Free for all’s mean he’s free to sit out- but this does not feel like a very safe hiding place anymore. And he’s down to his last 5 nachos, so double bummer.

What now?

[r0b0-writes]

Mallet Mania AU!

Everything is the exact same, except Sweet has a mallet and an insatiable urge to smash, break, and destroy.

[Huge thanks to @charliedzilla for helping me w/ the colors and pallette]

Lots of info below!

If you have any questions, feel free to send me an ask!Since this AU is based on the game I haven't given SCC a relationship for this AU, but feel free to do whatever you want. (This also goes for making fan content of them, do whatever. The guy's unhinged.)(as long as it's not gross, ya know)

Feel free to make your own designs/color palettes for MM!Sweet!

AU: In general, it's all the same. He literally just has a mallet and can't stop breaking stuff. If he doesn't break stuff for a while he enters Mallet Mania, where he's uncontrollable.

Sweet doesn't like entering Mallet Mania because he can't control himself. If he does enter it he usually tries to fight back against the urge, but always fails. (It's not painful, it's just a little scary for him to know he can't stop himself. He sorta blacks out and can't remember everything).

When coming down from Mallet Mania, Sweet has a terrible headache and loud noise really hurts.

To avoid his boss battle all u have to do is get hit enough in the piano tile game for him to feel satisfied that he's ‘smashed’ the enemies enough. (Regular gameplay continues).

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Timeline:

Cap’n sees Noelle get kidnapped -> Tells Cakes & Sweet -> Sweet still follows you around, throwing spikes (they eject from the mallet) each time you beat him (little to no-hit) he stomps on the turntable and it gets visibly broken each turn -> Cap’n and Cakes tell you to let him hit you -> Sweet gets mad and when you beat him (right before battle) he slams his mallet on his turntable & it breaks

Cks & Cpn: “Sweet, remember your breathing exercises!”

Sweet: “I- I can't! I need-- I need to SMASH THEM!”

(there's a color change, his outfit changes color to something bright and wild)

-> Battle Start -> Immediately upon entering battle Cap’n and Cakes leave the battle box

Cap’n: “We told you to let him hit you a few times”

Cakes: “We’ll be cheering you guys on!”

-> Battle officially starts

_______ Battle: MalletMania (MM!Sweet) is the only one who fights you. K_K and Cap'n just sit and watch/give you tips on how to tire him out.

K_K: Have you tried dodging? Cap'n: His attacks are on beat! Get with the rhythm!

If MM!Sweet's about to beat you he just trips over the weight of the mallet and stays on the ground for a few seconds until you see little "Z Z Z" coming up.

K_K: Awe~ He fell asleep! Cap'n: Thanks! Now we don't have to go out again today!

If you tire him out before he can beat you he'll say something like, "I can't stop now! I need to... I gotta..." and then he'll just fall over.

______ Attacks: Let’s Dance!-- The music sheet lines spin-off of the mallet and into the battle box. You have to avoid incoming music notes by jumping from line to line (like in Muffet's battle in Undertale) Tantrum!-- Slams the mallet around in a circle on the ground many times. This causes debris to fall into the battle box and must be dodged. A Real Hit!-- The mallet appears in the center of the battle box starts spinning in the middle. The spikes shoot out and follow the SOUL around the box, trying to hit it Bass Drop!-- The mallet grows to be comically large as Sweet goes to smash the battle box. But he loses balance and falls over (if this move could actually be done, it's a one-hit kill) / rare chance of him backward and just getting slingshotted into the wall (battle ends when he does this attack) + regular in-game attacks

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Dialogue Examples:

Cakes: He's harmless! Capn: Yeah! As long as he causes harm!

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Capn: They're a menace to society Cakes: But they're OUR menace to society

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Capn: You should let him hit you Cakes: It’d really make their day! |

Cakes: You should... let him get at least one hit in Cap'n: They'll get really off-beat if you don't

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(In battle)

Sweet: We’re rebels! And rebels break stuff! Susie: YEAH! I LIKE THIS GUY! Ralsei: If you're all rebels why aren't they breaking stuff? Cap’n: Hey! We break stuff! I break hearts! Cakes: I breakdance!

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Sweet: Just one teeny, tiny little hit? Please, please?

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Cakes: We believe in you! Cap'n: Who are we cheering for again? Cakes: I thought you knew?

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Sweet: A hit! A hit! I got a hit!

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Sweet: It’s no fun if you just stand there!

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Sweet: Just let me hit you! You're a terrible audience!

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Sweet: You really wanna see my moves so bad? Fine! Here comes round two!

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Cakes: Avoid the spikes! Cap'n: I think they know that

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Sweet: Why are you helping them?!

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(after the battle, in the shop)

About Sweet:

Sweet: Hey! Don't talk about me like I'm not here! Cap’n: He found this mallet thing and ever since he can't stop smashing stuff Cakes: We have to get a new alarm clock every morning!

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Sweet: Sorry about trying to smash your bodies into little, tiny pieces. No hard feelings, right?

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Sweet: You ever get that urge to just break stuff? Like, if you don't you'll just explode?! Like you wanna bite and gnaw and maybe commit arson or- or topple a building with your own hands?! No -> Swt: Oh... Yes/I Changed my Mind (if you answer 'no' first) -> Swt: You get it! You get it! Here, have a special limited edition weapon!

[Acquires 'Majesty Mallet' (applies extra damage when fighting Queen)]

[septic-skele]

Febuwhump #25: Car Accident

@febuwhump

Muffet had wanted to walk. She had pulled on her date’s arm, begging nicely, but Grillby’s practicality about the distance had won out in the end. They were the only foreigners on the bus, the humans clearly uncomfortable with their presence. Disdainfully Muffet had bared her fangs at them, daring them to say a word.

Now, pinned like a bug under the groaning debris, she had screamed futilely for those same humans’ aid. Those who had survived the crash had already scrambled to safety, abandoning the dead and the monsters. Tears of fury and fear staining her gashed cheeks, Muffet strained against the twisted metal frame.

“Grillby,” she coughed frantically, mouth laced with dust and thick smoke he churned into the cabin. He was sprawled just out of her reach, unmoving. “Wake up! Y-You’ll ignite the engine! Get up, please! Help me!”

[hoodie-lover]

My Multiverse Part 59

Five years later…

Dream walked down the Doodlesphere with Blue and Error by his side. Nightmare said he would meet them at the AU. 

“You sure this is going to be easy?” Blue asked, his voice glitching a bit more than it normally does, a sign of worry they soon learned. 

“Nope! But this job has never been easy!” Dream said and Error smiled as they approached the AU and entered. 

“Wow. They really did a number on this place.” Blue said when he saw the AU. 

The AU was dark and musty. Dread and fear was built into the AU. The snow falling down in front of the ruins door, colored a faded pink, was icey and sent shivers down their spines. 

“You know what we have to do. Help the innocent, remove corruption, and offer them a place in the multiverse along with therapy.” Dream said and the two nodded as they explored the AU. 

The forest was devoid of traps, not a good sign. Snowdin was empty, another bad sign. 

“So, what are we looking for?” Error asked, running his hands over the snow.

“A person. From what I could hear, within the snickers and laughter of the creators, this AU’s Flowey rules the AU with an iron fist, or vine.” Dream said and the two shuddered as they were picked up and pinned. 

“Let us go!” Dream screamed and a deep and sickening laugh caught Dream off guard. 

“Alright.” Nightmare said and he let them down against the snow and laughed as he saw Dream’s angry face. 

“Not funny!” Dream said, shaking from either the cold or shock, probably both. 

“Sure.” Nightmare said, rolling his eye with a smug grin on his face. 

“Um, guys? We need to get moving!” Error said as he held up a pile of snow, which was mostly, dust. 

“Yeah. We sure do. What did you find out Nightmare?” Blue asked as the team sped off. 

“Flowey rules the world and people are hunted for fun, though this world’s Sans and Papyrus are his special toys that he tortures.” Nightmare said, and he pulled out some black cloaks for everyone to wear, and they donned them quickly.

“Blue, can you and Error go search for people hiding?” Dream asked and the two nodded as they sped off. 

“So, what do you expect from this AU?” He asked, and Nightmare shuddered. 

“Probably something along the lines of those angst AUs.” Nightmare said as they got off the ground and began to move among the stalgatities hanging from the ceiling, besto to avoid Flowey’s roots. 

When the two got to New Home, it was a jungle. Plants and debris were everywhere, and every single piece of flora was an enemy. It wasn’t the most dangerous mission they had been on, but it was far from the easiest. 

Dream grabbed one of Nightmare’s tentacles and was launched across the city, landing on the roof of the throne room. His brother followed and they slowly lowered themselves into the throne room. It was pretty much a green bowl made of vines with a dirt circle in the center. 

“Alright. We need to get to the best place to work as a dungeon.” Dream said. “No one’s here.” He said as Dream was lifted up. 

“I’ll go over to the lab. We passed it on our way here, you stay here and watch out for the weed.” Dream said and Nightmare gave him a suspicious look. 

“If I find the Sans and Papyrus they will panic, I can calm them down and I can take care of myself. But if you patrol and find Flowey, fight him. Keep him busy.” Dream whispered and Dream went off.

When he got to the lab, it took some maneuvering to avoid stepping on the vines, but he was able to get down into the lab and quickly explored the barren and dusty lab. 

“Hello? Is anyone there?” Dream whispered, when he heard no response he continued down the hallway and saw two makeshift cells. With the Sans and Papyrus of the universe inside of them. 

“Who are you?” Sans asked, and upon closer inspection he was the only one without his jaw broken. 

“A friend. I’m here to rescue you.” Dream said and Sans’ eyes lit up with joy.  

“Thank you!” Sans exclaimed as he gripped the plant-like bars of his cell.

“Don’t thank me. It’s my job.” Dream said and he used an arrow to slice the bars and set the two free. 

They stumbled and tripped, and overall had a hard time walking. Dream was patient, from their physical condition, broken bones, bruises, and dents in the skull, and clear scars where possibly deadly fractures were, Dream was understanding. 

“Well, well, well, it seems I have multiple intruders on my hand!” Flowey said as he popped from the ground in front of them. 

“Let us leave Flowey.” Dream said, summoning his bow.

“Nope!” Flowey said giggling as the Sans and Papyrus cowered behind Dream. 

“Please let me have my toys back, you don’t end up like your other intruder do you?” He asked, giving an innocent frown as he cackled. 

“Let us leave.” Dream said, unphased by Flowey's threat.

“Aww~. Did you not hear me?” Flowey said and Dream laughed as his eyes gleamed with confidence. 

“Look behind you.” Dream said, and Nightmare smiled, followed by Error and Blue. 

“Oh sh-” Flowey said and was dead before the swear left his mouth. 

Dream led the Sans and Papyrus to a portal set up to the omega timeline, Core Frisk was berated for not interfering but they barely managed to get out of it by stating they knew what would happen before it did. So they saw no need to interfere, though it was not with a light heart they stayed out of the situation. 

“The people there will explain everything to you.” Dream said as he led the people out of there and Error was ready to destroy the AU. Taking the already isolated Frisk soul with him. It was a miracle they were able to give the souls physical bodies and give them a proper home in the omega timeline, or their own if it was inhabitable. 

Classic had woken up and yawned, he hadn’t been woken up. It was weird, Papyrus usually woke him up. Though Classic suddenly remembered the last run, a genocide run. He got up and ran to Papyrus’ room, and there was his brother, sitting on his bed and curled up. 

“Heya bro. You ok?” Sans asked as he sat next him, only to be caught in a large hug. 

“I don’t think I will ever get used to getting killed.” Papyrus said and Sans sighed as he hugged him back. 

“I haven’t either.” Sans said and he called Undyne.

“Hey Sans. You ok?” Undyne said and Sans gave a stumbling ‘yeah.’

“Paps is having a hard time. How are you doing?” Sans asked and Papyrus began to listen in as he put Undyne on speaker. “You’re on speaker and Paps is here.” Sans said.

“I-I still have no idea how you deal with that Sans.” Undyne said, her voice lacked the passion and life she was known for. 

“I gave up trying a long time ago. But you guys, have people to confide in. Don’t give up trying. Please, don’t do what I did.” Sans said, and Undyne gave a resounding ‘Hell yeah!’ and Papyrus promised he would never give up, that he’d always keep trying. It made Sans feel happy, and he felt safe. Truly safe, safe like he had never been before. 

Later that day, he and everyone, even Toriel and Flowey, came together and talked about what happened, a group therapy session of sorts. 

“So, Asgore, Flowey, how far did they get, I know they killed me, but what about you?” Sans asked, and they sighed. 

“They spared me.” Flowey said, Asgore hanging his head. 

“I was killed by Flowey.” he said, glaring at the flower. 

“Either that or they get unleashed upon humanity, your choice.” Flowey shrugged, “And I doubt you want to share a headspare with that murderous brat.” He said, sneering and shuddering at the memory.

 “So, Chara isn’t a problem, yet. Or maybe they like teasing us, and will one day just pop up with the demon.” Sans said, but he quickly regretted his words when he realized who he was talking about and in front of who. 

“I’m sorry. But, you have to understand, they’re, not going to...” Sans tried to say but Toriel stopped him. 

“It’s ok Sans.” Toriel said, and Asgore kept silent. 

They talked about the timeline and what they did, and Sans explained all the routes once again, though he left a few details out. Sans didn’t want to give anyone the crisis of morality he had a long time ago. 

In the creator realm, everyone was bustling around and talking. The place was alive with papers scattered on the floor, pencils everywhere, and creators eager to show off what they made. 

“This place is busier than ever. What happened?” Maxie asked when she sat next to Zack and Beatrice at the newly built food court. 

“Someone made an occult, HorrorTale, Sansisk AU and from what I’ve seen, you should check it out.” Zack said, sipping a coffee. 

“Sounds interesting. Is the Sans sympathetic or a maniac?” Beatrice asked, she was eating a donut based on Muffet’s spider pastries. 

“A puppy people like to kick when it’s already down.” Zack said and Maxie gasped. 

“Well I hope the Star Sanses get to save him. You know I don’t like too much torture, when you’ve seen one you’ve seen them all.” Maxie said as she looked at the rack of candy next to her. 

“Me too. But you know the rules: Based on the contents and complexity of the universe, a time limit is placed on how long the Star Sanses will wait until they are allowed to rescue the inhabitants of the AU. It was the first agreement we ever made and it works well so far. And we can always go back to what it once was, just no more updates.” Zack said, and Jana came walking over. 

“Hey. So, Underoccult sounding good? You guys really should check it out.” Jana said and Zack sighed. 

“Sure. I was just recommending it.” Zack said, taking a long sip of coffee as he glared at her. 

“Oh please. I’m enjoying this just as much as you are. Honestly, you need to lighten up.” Beatrice said, resting her elbows on the back of Zack’s chair. 

“Yeah.” Zack, groaning when Jack came over. 

“Can we stop talking about Underoccult? I found an angsty AU with Papyrus and Frisk as the main couple.” Jack said, and Maxie was intrigued. 

“Rare pair. I like it.” Maxie said, smiling as she grabbed a bag of gummy bears and paid for them and dove into the delicious candy goodness. 

“Anyway, how is your AU going?” Maxie asked, looking at Beatrice and Jana. 

“Decent. The time limit is almost up, but I’m excited to see how they interact with the rest of the multiverse.” Jana said and Beatrice nodded as she stuffed her mouth with sugary donut goodness. 

Dream was calling the Star Sanses to a meeting to tell them about how his mission went, and to learn how their own missions went. When everyone came to the Doodlesphere, the atmosphere was still lighter and brighter than when Ink had run this place, even five years later. 

“So, I assume we had success across the board?” Dream said and was met with several resounding cheers. “So, how did it go?” Dream asked and they went in order, some people and the Dark Sanses compared it to a sharing circle thing from kindergarten but it was fun and everyone liked it.  

“There was a guy who thought he could chain me up, he’s dust now.” Red said, and Black laughed.

“I encountered a whore, and she tried to grab my spine,” Black gestured to his exposed lower spine, “and it turned out she was the target. It was fun to watch her blood spill from her chest wound.” He said and only Red laughed, everyone was quiet and looking at Dream. 

“Thanks. Anyone else have any ideas what the creators might be up to in terms of what you’ve encountered during your missions?” Dream said, looking around. 

“There’s been more, Sans and Frisk shipping, along with more angst.” Geno said, and murmurs of agreement filled the room. 

Dream managed to get notes on everyone’s missions and the trends they’re seeing. It would be useful information for Nightmare, but for now, he could relax. The meeting then became a meme fest and when Blue dropped in a box of beer, Dream decided to leave, he had the worst tolerance and everyone knew it, it was only a matter of time before they poured it down his throat. 

Dream opened a portal and dropped off his notes on Nightmare’s desk, his brother drowning in papers. 

“You need help?” Dream asked and Nightmare glared at him, as if he had just insulted him in every way imaginable.  

“Fine, fine. You struggle with your Everest of papers while I hide from the rest of the Star Sanses.” Dream said but was caught with a tentacle. 

“Why?” Nightmare asked, grinning evilly. 

“Blue brought beer.” Dream said and Nightmare laughed. 

“You are going there and I will request a video of your stupid drunk ass.” Nightmare said and threw Dream in a portal.

“Traitor!” Drea screamed and everyone looked at Nightmare, ready for a fight. 

“Get me a video of him drunk. I need one. Sibling code.” Nightmare said as the portal closed, and Blue grabbed Dream’s shoulders and chuckled as his left eye glowed brightly. 

“B-Blue, we’re friends right? You wouldn’t hand over my dignity to-” Dream said and had a bottle of beer slammed against his mouth. 

  It was only there for a few moments and when Blue ripped it free, Dream fell onto his back and was motionless for a few moments. 

“Just wait a while. He’ll be running around like a toddler on a pound of pixie sticks in a while.” Blue said and he kissed Red on the cheek. 

“Devilish cutie.” Red whispered and returned the kiss. 

“Be quiet. I don’t want them to know!” Blue said as he was picked up and taken across the room as Black put some loud music on. 

Blue met Red’s arrogant gaze with his own as Red danced with Blue on the meeting table, taking a swig of the booze Blue brought while he was at it. 

“May I have this dance?” Alt asked Sci and the flustered skeleton hesitantly agreed and was thrown on the table as Alt led the dance and never slowed down. 

“So, how’s everything on your side?” Sci asked as everyone began to drink and dance to the music. 

“Decent. No one’s going on rampages anymore. And Error’s been calmer than he usually is.” Alt said as he dipped Sci and kissed him. 

“How come you can dip me when you’re two feet shorter than me?” Sci asked and Alt had a simple reply. 

“Creativity.” Alt said and Sci laughed. 

The Dark Sanses were hanging out like usual, playing video games and cooking when Nightmare came down. 

“So, how’s Dream?” Killer asked and Nightmare chuckled. 

“Blue brought booze.” Nightmare said and every howled. 

“Well, it seems we’ve got some entertainment tonight!” Dust said as he beat Fresh in their video game. 

“Yeah. What do you want for lunch?” Horror asked and everyone gave their answers. Meat for himself, something exotic for Killer, Dust wanted something mild, Fresh wanted a mix of flavors, Error was content with chocolate, Cross wanted chocolate as well, and Nightmare would scavenge off whatever was prepared. 

“Alright!” Horror said as he rummaged through the fridge. 

Error was standing outside the castle and looking out at the AU. He took in a deep breath and looked at his family, they were laughing, playing, and were able to seek professional help for what they went through, along with Dream who was a big help, and the world was at peace. 

He was free to do as he pleased, within reason, and could interact with people aside from his family without being beaten or ran away from in terror. It was a good feeling, something he hadn’t felt in a long time. 

“Hey Error.” Nightmare said as he stood next to him. 

“Hey Dad.” Error said and Nightmare wrapped his arm around Error. 

“Any plans for the day?” Nightmare asked and Error shrugged. 

“Nope. You?” Error asked and Nightmare gave him a confident smirk. 

“I have some ideas, but there was something I did find.” Nightmare said as he handed Error a piece of paper. 

“What’s this?” Error asked as he opened it up and gasped. 

“You, how?” He asked when he saw what it was. A crappy investigation of who Error could have been, done by Ink. 

“I found it when he ransacked his cottage soon after his defeat. I’ve been looking into it for so long, and I finally managed to get a lead. Something we can follow.” Nightmare said, smiling. 

“You’ve narrowed it down to an alternate timeline?” Error said, about to cry. 

“Yeah. Ink suspected Geno, but he couldn’t find anything after that and gave up. But when he looked at Blue’s code, only the non-glitched parts pointed to himself. So what do you say, wanna solve this mystery once and for all?” nightmare said and Error hugged him as he screamed at the top of his hypothetical lungs. 

“YES!” Error said as Horror called them in for lunch, it wasn’t done, but the chocolate was ready and Cross was getting antsy. 

“We’ll be there soon.” Nightmare said and Error cried tears of joy. 

“Wanna tell them?” Error asked and Nightmare shrugged. 

“If you want to.” Nightmare said as the two walked back into the castle. 

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[aurora-the-kunoichi]

Here is the updated ending for Chapter Ten. 

Chance Meeting

Chapter Ten

Turtles and Reader

The tight grip of Luca’s hands on your waist as she hid behind you strengthened your resolve. You had to protect her; you were the only hope you both had. The shuffle of boxes behind you signaled the movement from the behemoth that was Hun.

“Can’t I catch a fucking break here?” You mumbled under your breath turning to try and get Hun in your peripheral.  

“You’re fuckin dead bitch.” Hun’s voice dripped with venom staggering out of the pile of boxes towards you. You let out a quick chuckle seeing blood dripping from his nose. Serves him right asshole, come any closer and you would cut the offending thing off along with his prized appendage.

The odds were still not in your favor, there were at least 12 Purple Dragons to your left and Hun with a handful of stragglers to your right. You were tired, sore and you were almost positive your left eye socket was fractured. You still couldn’t comprehend how you were still alive, with the odds stacked against you and the sheer numbers of the Purple Dragons that had occupied this hideout you should have been raped and dead an hour ago. Thank god for training and if you got out of here alive you would give that old rat the biggest hug you could muster.

Then it all happened and the unexpected commotion seemed to move in slow motion. The ear piercing shatter of glass tore your eyes from the ever present threat of the Purple Dragons and seemed to grab their attention as well.

“What the hell?” Hun hissed moving his gaze to the cascade of glass shards that rained down from the ceiling.

All at once hell broke loose as you shielded your eyes from the spray of glass and debris. Turning you and Luca you pushed her away from the confusion trying to keep the hysterical woman calm as possible. You could hear the remaining Purple Dragons screaming at something and the shrill sounds they made indicated they were scared. Then you heard four heavy thuds as the old wood floor of the canned factory groaned in protest at the sudden added weight.

You could have sworn your ears were deceiving you when your name was called, frantic and angry behind you. Keeping Luca between you and the chaos, you turn around and a wave of relief rushed through you when your eyes landed on four mutant turtles trained in on you.  

They were the most beautiful thing you had ever seen and when you saw the worry in Leo’s gaze the trauma of the day came thundering back. You knew how you felt, the throbbing ache in your face kept you painfully aware, but you had yet to see your physical appearance and from Leo’s expression you looked horrible. Your gaze fanned over to Raph, Donnie and Mikey and their faces showed a much different expression, they were seething mad, and their weapons were poised and ready for the fight. The threat of violence weighed heavy in the air and the way the turtles looked you would hate to be a Purple Dragon right now.

But there was no time as the Purple Dragons regained their composer and with Hun’s roaring orders from behind you they attacked. Everything was a blur and you could barely keep up with their dizzying movements.

Deadly, was one word to describe the way the four green blurs moved and precision was an understatement. Fueled by your worrisome appearance and the unsure outcome from your ripped clothes they fought with such ferocity even you were a bit unnerved. You were so enthralled you forgot about the woman behind you unaware the large four mutants were there to help. Luca’s high pitched scream rung like a gong in your eardrums making you winch in pain. Her hands wrapped around your arms and pulled you back away from them, away from the fight.

“Luca, it’s alright…..it’s ok, they’re friends!” You winched at the sudden strength in her fingertips. Prying from her grasp you turned to the petrified woman trying to reassure her that the four turtles were there to help not to harm them.

“They’re your friends?!” Her high pitched yelp came out in a quick snap behind her teeth.

“Yes, they saved me in the alleyway. They…” before you could finish a large arm clamped around your waist and right arm pulling you away from Luca with neck breaking speed. The sudden force made you drop your weapon sending it tumbling to the wood floor. An overwhelming urge to throw up rolled up your throat at the horrifying realization that you were pressed back against Hun making you yelp in terror unintentionally.

“So you know these freaks?” he growled in your ear wrapping his thick hand around the base of your throat. “Let’s see how much they appreciate you in one piece you little cunt. Scream for me beautiful?” His fingers tightened around your throat painfully gaining a strangled cry from you.

“Freaks!” he shouted gripping tighter effectively closing off your precious air supply.

All at once the fighting stopped and all eyes were on Hun and you. You felt useless dangling precariously in his oversized mitts watching your friends look on helplessly. Your only free hand slide around his wrist, trying with all your remaining strength to pry it from your throat but it was no use. The reality of the situation was he was 100 times stronger than you and you were now at his mercy, leaving the turtles vulnerable to his whim. Hun could demand anything and you were pretty sure they would do it, and that wasn’t going to be alright with you.

“Alright you fucking green freaks drop the weapons or little miss muffet loses her tuffet.”

Despite the lack of air and the crushing pressure on your larynx you roll your eyes at the large mans ridiculous threat, was he fucking serious? You couldn’t help but look at your friends gasping for much needed oxygen. Fury mixed with horror bore down on you from the turtles making your struggle even more futile.  A sudden change in Leo’s stance made you turn your attention back to the leader in blue. You found his stare almost pleading behind the blue pools like he was trying to get you to understand him. The clatter of their weapons on the ground hit you like a dagger to the heart. They were now defenseless but you watched Leo’s hands hover over his belt and your suddenly realized what he wanted. He wanted you to trust him and you did with every fiber of your being. Nodding softly you let your hand drop to your side and remained perfectly still.

His hand moved with a blur of green and metal and the next thing you knew a roar of pain ripped from Hun’s throat. The crushing pressure on you abruptly lifted and you dropped to your feet. Reacting to your freedom you rolled forward away from the leader of the Purple Dragons landing just beside Luca again. Snatching up your lost weapon a smile spread over your lips seeing a shuriken embedded neatly halfway into the hand of the overgrown homicidal gym rat. Leo’s skill set with any kind of blade was awe inspiring which only added to his irresistible appeal.

“FUCK! KILL THEM ALL!”

Unwilling to be another pawn in Hun’s plan you grabbed Luca’s hand pulling her away from the fray and to the protective enclosure of four mutant turtles.

Weapon’s back in their hands the turtles wasted no time jumping back into the fight. From behind the protective barrier of the four giant mutants you could see Hun in the distance holding his hand screaming at his failing men. Even from this distance you could see the veins in his neck popping in anger and the foam forming in his gaping mouth. You had never seen someone so uncontrollably irate, the color in his face rolled from a white to a rosy pink as his temper escalated. Then his eyes found yours and if looks could kill you and Luca would both be dead on your feet.

Even though the four of them had been outnumbered the four brothers laid waste to the pitiful attempt of resistance and Hun quickly realized this wasn’t a fight he was going to win. Calling for a hasty retreat the remaining Purple Dragon’s and their hulk of a leader ran for the exits.

“Are we just gonna let them leave?!” Raphael growled about to run after the scared gang members still ready to smash some skulls.

“Yes we are, the cops should be out there by now to grab them, besides we have more important things to attend too.” Leo snapped at his impatient brother pointing aggressively at your wavering frame and the still terrified woman huddling behind you.  

Raph let out a frustrated howl and shifted his weight to look past his older brother following his outstretched fingers direction. The seething mad turtle instantly softened being reminded of your current state and relaxed his volatile stance returning his sai to their holsters.

Your knuckles were white from your unwavering grip on your blade and you couldn’t stop the shaking of your legs as you willed yourself to stay standing. You didn’t want to look weak and you couldn’t pass out without explaining a few necessary things to the panic-stricken woman behind you. The fight was over but your body was still running on pure adrenaline and you were afraid once you started to come down you’d be on the floor in a puddle.

“Hey, it’s ok they’re gone. Are-are you ok?” Donnie was the first to talk putting his Bo away stepping towards you and Luca. His hands were out in front of him like he was making sure you knew he wasn’t going to hurt you. Why would you think they would hurt you but then you remembered the bloody machete in your death grip. Blood dripped from its tip the evidence of the violence you had demonstrated today, and you dropped it as if it was burning your skin.

Things you had done today, the things that were almost done to you. Your mind raced with images of blood and Hun on top of you and you suddenly felt dizzy. Reaching for your spinning skull you swayed as the room began to turn.

Seeing you stumble forward, Leo darted forward catching you before your legs gave out hitting the floor.

“Hey, hey its ok, I got you.” His hands were on you touching and searching for serious injuries and his large green hands shook hovering over the tattered remains of your pants. “Did he? Did they?” his once confident voice was timid and terrified asking the question they all were wondering. Did Hun take advantage of you?

“N-no he only touched; I was able to fight him off before he was able to get too far. But he almost….” You couldn’t finish, you didn’t want to think about that horrid man on top of you ever again. Turning to face Luca you smiled using Leo’s immense chest to hold your unsteady legs upright, the adrenaline was starting to wear off. Your fingers reached out resting on her arms pulling her a little closer to you and the four mutants.

“It’s ok Luca, these are my friends. They’re not going to hurt you. They are the ones who actually saved us back in the alleyway. If it wasn’t for them god knows what would have happened to us.”

The dazed look in Luca’s face intensified and she nodded giving an unsure smile before staggering back fainting into Mikey’s quick arms.

“At least she didn’t’ scream again.” Mikey mused gently picking up the motionless woman bridal style.

Leo looked down at you, his stomach churning at your current state. He hadn’t been here to protect you, to save you. He should have found you sooner and now that man had touched you in places he wasn’t supposed too. Your clothes were torn to shreds covered in blood, but you survived it. You had protected yourself and the other woman from a small gang for god knows how long.

“I’m sorry…” Leo started, his intense gaze locked in on you being careful not to touch your wounds.

You tilted your head on confusion, “Why would you be sorry Leo?”

“I should have found you sooner, should have realized something was wrong before Chief Vincent called us. I knew something was wrong but I thought…..”

“Whoa whoa whoa there Leo.” You held your hand up stopping the leader in blue before he went further down that ridiculous road. “You couldn’t have known or stopped what happened to me. You can’t protect me from everything that happens to me and it’s because of you four and Master Splinter that nothing more serious happened. I was able to defend myself enough until you somehow found where I was.” Your hands slide up his chest grazing over his wide neck before settling under his cheeks. Leaning up you pressed your lips to his stealing a kiss from their leader.

Leo’s arms tightened around you deepening the gesture further noting the coppery taste of your blood on his tongue from your busted lip. It felt good to have you in his arms, safe and out of danger but you needed medical attention.

As if on cue, the bay doors of the old cannery swung open allowing a hoard of police officers into the main floor. From the lack of surprise from the officers it was apparent that they had already laid eyes on the four mutants. Turning from Leo’s firm embrace you allowed the EMTs to usher you towards the ambulances just outside the building.

Mikey gently laid Luca down on the gurney provided and the four turtles followed you out into the night.

As the chill of the night air hit your sore exposed body your mood quickly brightened seeing Hun and his cronies struggle as the policemen shoved them into squad cars. With a firm hand from a policeman on top of his giant head Hun saw you and the turtles exit the building and the hulk of a man roared in frustration.

“This isn’t over yet you freaks! And you, you little bitch I ain’t threw with you yet! Not by a long shot!” The large man pushed forward trying to free himself before he was pushed into the tactical van. But with a single shot from the tazer he groaned in pain and rolled backwards into the van vanishing from view.

Raphael let out a low grunt of laughter and assisted you onto the gurney. “Serves him right the monster.”

The four turtles hovered around you while two EMTs tended to your wounds. They quickly brushed off the offers of medical attention to treat their own injuries from a few female EMTs who were done tending to Luca. You smiled watching the turtles blush at the attention, it was sweet. They deserved the positive glances and interest from humans. But you kept your eye on the ones that fawned over the leader in blue. Thankfully he was courteous and kept out of reach of wandering hands.

The jostling of your gurney brought your attention back to the EMTs and they were now loading you into the back of the ambulance. Leo moved around his brothers and growing cluster of female admirers and took your hand.

“I’ll see you when you’re released.”    

Chapter Nine

@blossom-skies

[nolen-b]

Translate by: @hydrochloricat

Post-Apocalyptic World

   One casual day in 20XX, unanticipated disasters descended upon the Earth.

   Volcano eruptions, earthquakes, tornados, tsunamis, even plagues occurred incessantly. After experiencing a transient period of prosperity, humans, this seemingly powerful but feeble race headed to their final demise. The only remanence of their existence was the pathetic debris of their fallen civilization.

   On the contrary, the monsters remained isolated, unaware of the outside world at the bottom of Mt. Ebott. The barrier that was meant to restrain their freedom became their best protection.

   Asgore was the first to realize the abnormal turbulences and cracks of the barrier, but the old king failed to understand why. Although he always sensed an ominous feeling of something yet to come. Therefore, he assembled and informed all the monsters and urged them to stay alert and be prepared for a possible evacuation. Many monsters naively thought that the barrier lost its function as time went by, hence they ignored the old king’s warning but immersed themselves with the joy and anticipation of returning to the surface. While they were doing that, the underground began to tremble and collapse, the barrier was in ruin, and the Mountain too faced the faith of destruction. With the aid of the six human souls, Asgore managed to evacuate his citizens just in time…

   However, they were astonished by the desolate view when they emerged to the surface: gigantic sun hanging from the grayish glooming sky, casting its dim light on the abandoned buildings; the land that once flourished was now haunted by the shadow of death, not a single trace of human existence can be detected. Desperation spread among the perplexed monsters; however, they soon got back on their feet knowing that they had to move on with their lives no matter how much the world had changed. Relying on the power of the six human souls, Asgore led the monsters to search for a safe shelter while escaping multiple disasters along the way.

   Then the run began…

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   The thing about those disasters was that they were unpredictable and uncontrollable. Their appearances often defied the natural laws and common sense; blizzards, earthquakes, thunderstorms and even volcano eruptions might take place at the same time. This degraded the qualities of monsters' lives, they fled from continuous disasters, lacked nutritions and sleep, unable to find shelters, devastation crashed the monsters' wary souls.

   Yet, the flames of hope had not extinguished.

   One day, Queen Toriel went into a sudden coma, unconscious an unresponsive. This news horrified Asgore and other monsters, they didn’t know the cause of the coma nor did they had any clues of when Toriel might wake up. Even the most respected and knowledgeable loyal scientist, Gaster hadn’t comprehended the cause of such event. Luckily, Toriel came out of the coma by herself through a relatively short time, and something within her had changed: her soul had mutated, so was her appearance. Aside of those, the rest of her body remained completely normal.

   The most wonderful and bedazzling thing was that, after the mysterious transformation of Toriel’s soul, she gained the power of predicting the tempests. Under her leadership, the monster escaped almost all tempests on their ways. On one accidental occasion, Toriel even found out that she had the ability to control and manipulate storms, including its location and time on a small scale. At the time, the monsters thought it was god’s gift.

   Soon, other monsters developed similar abilities as Toriel, and they had the same symptoms, they went into a sudden coma and woke up with mutated souls that can control the disasters.

   The monsters said that this was the proof that their souls were resonating with the world; although the scientists preferred to call it atavism.

   Knowing that most of the disasters can be predicted, and the small disasters can be controlled by the resonators, monsters’ lives began to thrive. Inevitably, some monsters thought that this apocalypse was destined to create a better living space for the monsters, and assist the monsters to become the masters of the new world. However, Asgore thought otherwise, he knew that there must be something behind this sudden transformation.

   The monsters decided to settle down near an inactive volcano, the terrain around the volcano was fertile and easy to dwell upon. What? You ask what happens if the volcano erupts? Nah don’t worry, Gaster and Sans's abilities can get the volcano under control easily.

   Everything went smoothly, until one day…

   Gaster rushed to Alphas while carrying both Sans and Papyrus, who were attacked and injured. Gaster lost his usual tranquil vibe and his speech stuttered. According to Sans, he and Papyrus were attacked by creatures covered in black. Those creatures didn’t have physical forms and were transmitting auras of destruction; they lacked intelligence, acted only based on their primitive instincts, craving for monsters’ souls. Papyrus was deeply traumatized, every time he thought about it, it gave him chills down to the bones.

   Ever since the first attack, the dark creatures started to proliferate; the monster called those creature as “ghouls.” The Royal Guard was finally put to task. Thanks to Undyne and her almost invincible strength, no ghoul had ever succeeded in entering the monster’s territory.

   The monsters’ high adaptation soon allowed them to get used to this “normal��� life. However, was there really some kind of creature can survive in this cruel world?

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Monsters and their corresponding disasters

Sans - Volcano

Papyrus - Earthquake

Gaster - Unknown

Toriel - Tempest

Asgore - Unknown

Undyne -Tsunami

Alphys - Tornado

Mettaton - Thunderstorm

Grillby - Blizzard

Muffet - Pest

Napstablook - Fog

Dummy - Sandstorm

Temmie - Mudslides

[toky502]

UNITALE (An alternate tale) - New year 2023! ✨

I know it's a little late to post this now, but hey! you always have to have a festive side to celebrate!! 🥂✨ see you, greetings! TOKY! ♥️

[stardians-blog]

"i got you . i got you ."

MOTHERFU-

               he’s  hurt  .  how  badly  ,  he  can’t  tell  ,  but  he  spits  blood  when  he  laughs  .    the numbing of his fingertips should be a red flag, but all he can think of is trapping them in his ship’s door when he was around eleven. he’d screamed bloody murder, caused a ruckus so severe yondu had blasted down a whole wall to get to the bottom of it. maybe the old bastard had always cared more than he’d let on. 

               there’s  a  spreading  cold  in  the  centre  of  his  chest  .    he’s  fourteen, on the battlefield, winded by a stray piece of debris. the stars he’d named himself after dance in front of his eyes in such a way that makes him smile. he’d been concussed for a week after that incident, but he’d never forgotten the spinning of the cosmos. this time, there are no stars. only sky.

               he  reaches  for  parker’s  shoulder  with  a  trembling  hand  .    his grip is too loose to be reassuring, but his smile is as mischievous as ever. there’s a dying light in his eyes, but the presence he exudes has yet to be extinguished.     ❛     you better got me, little miss muffet. i can’t die here.     ❜     the word hangs heavy in the air, but quill seems to wave it away with a shake of his head. this makes him nauseous, and he murmurs in displeasure.    ❛     it’d be lame. what kind of war anthems are they gonna write about this?     ❜    

               it’s  hard  to  acknowledge,  but  the  world  is  going  dark  .    with a sense of urgency, the lord of the stars glances upward one last time, into the face of his younger brother.     ❛     you’re the best thing about that planet, parks. or, you will be, in about five minutes.     ❜     if this is it, he wants to go out smiling.     ❛     do me a favour. i want a ravager’s funeral. make the old man proud.     ❜     

[canadian-buckbeaver]

@silverwolf715 (why won't it let me tag you????)

Bucky was in the bathroom, looking at herself, pulling the dust and twigs out of her fur. Muffet had found her on her day off. The stupid cupcake monster could run fast when Muffet wanted it to. Luckily Bucky had lost it in the forest, escaping with a few minor scratches and nips, but not before it stepped on her tail. She sighed, pulling it to her and examining it. Luckily no puncture marks but it felt bruised and bent out of shape. Though she'll probably need to see Undyne about it, just to be sure. She didn't use her tail very often, she still wasn't used to having one...

Looking in the mirror again, she could feel her eyes tearing up. On the Surface she was stronger than this. She'd figure out something to do about Muffet. It was just rough that nobody, except Nikki, believed her. And Nikki, Pupy and Red were busy, she couldn't involved them in her little drama. Stretch didn't believe her when she had mentioned it the first time, had brushed it off as a joke, and Berry believed the best was in everyone.

Muffet obviously wanted Stretch back with a passion, and Bucky out of his life. No matter the cost. Was the relationship even worth it? She still caught Stretch flirting with other monsters.... it was his nature to be flirty after all but, seriously. Quickly taking off her clothing she looked once more in the mirror. All she was was a stupid beaver. No characteristics she could be proud of other than her eyes, and how chocolate her fur looked. Her fur shed everywhere, she was litertally covered from head to toe with it, she was too short, too weak to do anything. Not the hint of female characterstics unless someone was to look carefully enough. What would have drawn Stretch to her? It had to be how Muffet said. That she was just something new... or, in her own opinion she was one that kept the resets away. Perhaps Stretch only dated her so he could have some peace? You keep that person happy, and they would stick around after all...

Bucky was getting a headache, she was thinking too hard on this. Quickly she turned on the shower, waiting outside the tub for it to heat up a bit. There was a knock on the door, and a creak when it opened.

Stretch.

"Hey Bucky. When I was in the market I came across a gel you might like. Chocolate and cream...." Bucky looked at him, hurt in her eyes and still covered with forest debris. "Are you ok?" He asked.

Bucky turned away from him. "What do you think, Stretch?" She asked, stepping in the shower. The water ran pink off of her body.

*

Muffet watched carefully as Bucky left the house. She had gotten away from her pet by shortcutting in the forest. Papyrus must have been teaching her some tricks to keep up the illusion of the relationship. However today....

Well, Muffet was tired of watching Bucky leave the house like she owned it. That was her place after all. The little bed warmer should have been gone by now. Today, today was the day. She was prepared.

Today, Bucky would be broken.

She was alone, taking her usual walk towards Grillby's. To add further salt to her wounds, Papyrus was fucking one of the competition's workers! But she would forgive him. They were meant for each other after all.

Muffet quickly intercepted Bucky on the path. The beaver monster didn't even seemed surprised to see her anymore. "Can you reschedule this?" She asked. "I'm going to be late for my shift."

"You should have thought of that before you got involved with my mate." Muffet said.

Bucky just sighed and rolled her eyes. "Listen Muffet. I'm sorry. But you're going to need to understand something here. Stretch, no matter the relationship that you guys once had, is not with you. He is very unaware that you consider him your mate. Perhaps this is something that you should take up with him?" Bucky eyed her. She was never one to show weakness to her, or when she was hurt. Nikki must have rubbed off on her. "After all, usually it is the home wrecker's that are unaware of the other's lies." She moved to get around her.

Muffet's and grabbed her by the sweater and pulled her off of the ground. "Now you listen here, and listen close. It seems like no matter what I tell you either goes over your head or doesn't absorb into that thick skull of yours." She flicked Bucky's temple, noting the small flinch she did. "So here's what's going to go down. You're going to break up with Papyrus, move to the next set of mountains, and forget all about us. Or I'll be sure to set up a few play dates for you with my pet like before. And he doesn't play nice." There was a tiny glimpse of fear in Bucky's eyes. Muffet chuckled and opened her mouth again.

"You did what?" A familiar voice asked.

Bucky and Muffet turned. There, an orange sweater came out of the forest, a lollipop in his teeth. Muffet dropped Bucky as if burned. "Papyrus!" She squeaked. "Bucky fell in the snow and I was just helping her up."

"This far away from the nest?" He asked her, a dangerous spark in his eyes. "Don't bother Muffet, your 'mate' heard everything." He grabbed Bucky and held her close. "I owe an apology Buck for not believing you." He said softly, before turning back to Muffet.

"Papyrus..." she said.

"Shut up. Now. You're gonna listen to me, loud and clear. If I ever, ever see you near Bucky again, I'll kill you. She's ten times the monster you are." He snarled. "I don't know what sort of relationship you thought we had, but it's over now Muffet. Forever this time. I'm never going back, no more drunken tumbles. I'm done. I don't need anyone else. I have all could want in my hands," he said gesturing to Bucky, "and my brother. Good bye Muffet. Remember what I said. Cause that's a promise."

He walked off, still holding Bucky close to him. "You were following me...." Muffet heard her whisper to the skeleton.

"Yes. I was. And I'm only sorry for not doing it sooner."

[ask-echo-and-marissa]

“Alarma! Alarma! Structural integrity failing. Seismic activity has reached unsafe levels. All non essential personnel please evacBZZZZZT........”

‘From the hole in the ceiling crawled out another of Group 268’s many abominations. Though these were a more refined and completed monster, their appearance was on the verge of nightmare fuel. It was one of Muffet’s spider cupcake pets, though only vaguely similar to the original. These were mixed with changeling DNA’s as were many of the freaks here. It had too many eyes to be useful, same with its sharp legs which hung out of it head and side shriveled from the lack of use. It’s main legs wrapped around it’s body from its back over its head, while a centipede looking body carried its weight.’

“SCRAAAAAAAEEEEEEEGH.”

‘Without its handler, the beast ran free, digging its way through the facility without care. It’s eyes focused on Skully, before narrowing in a vicious scowl. It’s maw now open let loose a terrifying scream as it moved to attack Skully. Just before it could consume the wounded skeleton, a bolt of blue magic caught its side as it paused to take a bite out of the downed skeleton.’

“This area is how a combat zone. All non participates are to stand cle.......fuck it. And fuck you.”

‘Another blast struck the creature as it turned tail and slithered back into its hole, squeezing into the ruined ceiling like a cockroach squeezes under a closed door. A metal hand began to remove the debri trapping skully as alarms continued to screech and break down as the facility was more and more ruined.’

“Stay alive. Order has been restored to this area. Help has arrived.......”

Continued from here

‘The three soldiers from the palace guard legion hisses their response back at the skeleton. None of them were happy to be dealing with a skeleton, but the job was simple enough. Contain the threat here, or kill it. With that in mind, the three soldiers collectively decided to skip the contain part and move directly to the killing.’

“If you will not submit to the ball and chain, then you will succumb to the blade and bullet, skeleton mongrel.”

“Attackers, advance! Push him back and secure the corridors behind him. Let none escape justice.”

‘Two crouched low and began to charge up a volley of magic attacks, while the third stood behind them and leveled his machine gun to bare down on Skully. The three soldiers began to advance on Skully, firing wildly in his direction as the closed the gap between them.’

“Suppressing fire. Keep him pinned and advance!”

@necroskullia

[runerrandrun]

Clean Lights in Your Home Yard Like A Pro

Our customers sometimes fail to do simple landscape lighting repairs. In terms of architectural enhancements to homes as well as the secure, inviting light they cast, outdoor light fixtures are often overlooked. On the other hand, cleaning the outside lights is one of the simplest things you can do.

Cleaning light fixtures can increase their appearance as well as the brightness of the light they cast. It’s easy to do and doesn’t necessitate any special equipment.To stop letting water into electrical outlets, all you’ll need is some free time and a lot of care.

Cleaning your home’s exterior brass or copper finish, as well as decorative metal light fixtures, on a regular basis would provide the finest outdoor lighting and improve the curb appeal of your home. If you have artisan, authentic brass, or copper fixtures, you’ll need to clean them differently. Step-by-step instructions are shown below.

Essential Supplies For Cleaning

Here are a few cleaning materials essential supplies you might require for cleaning fixtures with lacquer-coated brass, zinc, or metal.

A stairwell

Gloves for security

A small, old paintbrush (for dusting)

Screwdriver

A useable towel

Two buckets for various purposes

Not so hot water

Dishwashing soap (liquid preferably)

Microfiber (soft cloth for cleaning)

Polishing paste with no abrasives or melted wax provides extra protection. However, it is an option.

Cleaner for glass wind.

Step By Step Guide

To clean the light and ensure that it doesn’t have any trace of dust or debris, follow the steps mentioned below.

Step 1: Perform a safety scan by turning off all outside lighting circuit breakers. Make sure that all interior light switches that lead to exterior lights are also switched off.

Step 2: Place a step ladder next to the light fixture on a straight, flat surface.

Step 3: Put on a pair of gloves to cover your hands.

Step 4: To make cleaning the inside faster, remove the light bulbs first.

Step 5: Remove all spider webs, insect debris, and dust with an old domestic paintbrush.

Step 6: Using a screwdriver, remove all reflective globes, grills, and shields. Place the pieces on a soft surface. A folded towel would suffice.

Step 7: Fill two service buckets halfway with hot water. Pour liquid dish soap into one bucket and stir to make suds. Note: Always test any cleaner on a small, inconspicuous area before using it on a larger area.

Step 8: In a bucket filled with soapy water, place the globe, shield, and other extracted pieces.

Step 9: Soak a cloth or sponge in soapy water for a few minutes. Wipe the non-removable pieces of the fixtures that are now stuck to the wall with a damp cloth. Water should not be allowed to get into the electrical sockets. (If you can access the sockets, use masking tape to protect them briefly before cleaning.) Rinse well with water.

Step 10: Drain the soapy water from the globe, shield, and other pieces. To scrub, dunk these in the second bucket of clear water, and using a towel, dry the area.

Step 11: Coat all metal surfaces with a non-abrasive liquid paint or paste wax to add shine. Car wax is effective.

Step 12: Clean and polish all glass panes, colors, or objects with a commercial glass cleaner.

Step 13: Using a wet rag, wipe the light bulbs that have been replaced. Reassemble the fixture and replace the fixtures. Switch the circuit breaker back on after the fixture has dried completely.

Spider webs will easily collect in and around light fixtures. To keep spiders out, spray Miss Muffet’s Revenge spider protection around the perimeter after washing your outdoor lighting fixtures.

Must Avoid These Don’ts

To ensure proper security and ideal cleaning, follow these must avoid don’ts of cleaning:

To secure the protective lacquer coating on metal outdoor lighting, follow these steps:

Do not use chemical-based all-purpose cleaners.

Any cleaning items that contain ammonia or alcohol should be avoided.

Avoid using abrasive cleaners or washing clothes with a rough feel.

A lantern hung from the ceiling.

Additional Tips For Cleaning Artisan Copper Outdoor Lighting

Outdoor (unlacquered) lighting made of real brass or copper will tarnish or develop an unsightly patina over time. From common kitchen ingredients, you can make your own fresh, natural brass and copper cleaners. Follow steps 1 through 6 above to clean brass or copper fixtures, then see below for instructions on how to clean unlacquered brass or copper surfaces.

Salt and lemon

Rub the cut side of lemon on the surface of brass or copper to remove tiny tarnish stains. To make a more powerful cleaner, make a paste of equal parts table salt, lemon juice, and non-iodized cornstarch. With a smooth, clean rag, rub the paste onto the paper. Combine a bucket of warm water and a small amount of moderate, vegetable-based soap. (Castile soap is a good choice.) Rub the surface with soapy water, then rinse and dry.

Baking Soda

Baking soda is a concentrated mineral that is often used in the kitchen. It’s an excellent, environmentally conscious substitute for harsh industrial copper and brass cleaners. To make a paste, combine two teaspoons of baking soda with a bit of lemon juice. Apply the paste to a smooth cloth and use it to polish the paint. Sprinkle baking soda on a wet cloth, then brush over the tarnished area for harder stains. Alternatively, you should apply baking soda onto the cut surface of a lemon. Remove the paste with a gentle, vegetable-based soap and water mixture. Rinse it well and pat the excess to dry with a clean towel.

Cleaning patio light can be a lot riskier than you can perceive. So, to ensure you don’t endanger your body or the furniture lights, book the services of a professional with Run Errand Run. They are professionals who know how to clean what is dirty and fix what’s broken. All you need is to visit the official website and book your appointment today.

Source: https://www.runerrandrun.com/clean-lights-in-your-home-yard-like-a-pro/

[toky502]

UNITALE (An alternate tale) Papyrus Jr.

Papyrus Jr. is a happy and carefree skeleton monster kid most of the time, he is very considerate of those around him and a little reckless on many occasions as he often finds himself in quite dangerous situations due to his simple curiosity. Since he is still young, he does not know how to control his emotions completely, but that does not limit him. He has the best coordination and senses ever! Papyrus loves playing with paint and puzzles, he likes to have a lot of fun. In his free time, Papyrus likes to explore new places and go on adventures, although in the latter he tends to get lost very frequently since he does not have a good sense of direction.

CURIOSITIES

* Papyrus Jr. can only say "Nye!" To express himself, he cannot speak normally due to a curse placed on him by a monster witch.

* Papyrus Jr. has the ability to turn into a holy sword called "Excalibur".

* To Papyrus Jr. He likes bad jokes.

* Papyrus Jr. stopped aging, due to his own curse, in other words he is still the same age before he was cursed.

* Papyrus Jr. Can't be near a spear, he gets scared and it makes him remember that day...

* Papyrus Jr. and the Excalibur sword are one, they cannot be separated because if they try to separate their existences Papyrus Jr. You can die.

* Papyrus Jr. wants to find his older brother E!Sans.

* Papyrus Jr.'s name is not his real name, but a nickname given to him by B!Papyrus.

* Papyrus Jr. doesn't remember his real name.

* When Papyrus Jr. is afraid he tends to involuntarily turn into in sword.

* Papyrus Jr.'s favorite food is spaghetti.

* Papyrus Jr.'s birthday is May 22.

* Papyrus Jr. when asleep also transforms into in sword involuntarily.

* Papyrus Jr. was kidnapped many times by Hit!Sans.

* Papyrus Jr. likes to help others.

* The sacred sword excalibur can only be wielded by someone of pure and worthy heart.

* The sword Excalibur is a sacred relic of humans in EXCALIBURTALE.

* Papyrus Jr. is very innocent and too prone to being manipulated by someone bad.

* Papyrus jr. He hates Debris!muffet's special casserole, it's something he never wants to eat again in his life.

* Papyrus Jr. is too magically strong.

* Papyrus Jr. hates the mimes.

* Papyrus Jr. although he cannot speak, he can communicate by writing and drawing on sheets of paper.

* Papyrus Jr. can fly and float.

* Papyrus Jr.'s mentality is still that of a child.

* Papyrus Jr. does not have a soul, but something else replaces it.

* The shape of the sword Excalibur changed when it fused with Papyrus Jr.