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angeladoeswhat · 5 years

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My Thoughts on “Be More Chill” OBCR

So, I have a lot to say: Overall, i love it. It’s just going to take some time to get used to. But you know what also took some time to grow on me? The Two River Recording so yeah. I’ll start with my favwite things: Here we go

I love Tiffany Mann so much, her vocals were amazing and just everything about her makes me smile.

Britton’s parts, all of them, are just perfect, like ths actually gave Jake depth unlike the Two River version, I appreciate that.

‘Do You Wanna Hang?’ actually grew on me? At first it made me a bit uncomfortable but now, with the added dialogue, i find it more of exposing Chloe’s insecurities, and Katlyn did this perfectly, balancing the angry, drunk and comedic tone.

The additions to ‘Upgrade’ made me love this song and boost it super high up on my favorites list, these changes were smart. Jake & Christine’s dynamic is interesting too, a good type of interesting. I just wish there was still somehow the “C-C-C-Come on! Jeremy can’t you see?....” part. It was catchy.

‘Sync Up’ is a good song both with the music and the exposure of the cast’s personalities & insecurities. It makes one relate to the character or understand a character more.

I swear Michael was high during ‘The Play’. And if he is, I love it. It makes his whole “Michael makes an entrance!’ so much more understandable.

Jer Bear is a fucking canon nickname, yes.

As much as adults may think the use of slang is too cringy or a failed attempt at “being hip,” it’s actually really accurate to how high schoolers (for me anyway) talk. I’m not joking. It’s nice to see that Joe & the crew are correctly showing the mindsets of actual teens.

Everything about Lauren Marcus’ parts were great, with Brooke’s use of French in order to impress Jeremy, since she’s under the impression that he likes French girls due to Madeline. And the connection between Brooke & Jeremy about being sick of being “Player 2″ was nice.

‘Smartphone Hour’ is still one of my favorites, it’s super catchy, the vocals are great and it’s just so funny, especially with the context of the costumes.

Jason Tam is just so awesome. At first the surfer voice annoyed me but now I kind of understand it better and have grown to accept it. And Jason’s vocals... I love him so much. That’s all there is to it.

George. George Saladbar Salazar. His obvious love for the character, the show and the rest of the cast & crew is shown even just by hearing his voice. It’s incredible how he’s chosen to stay with the show, smiling and being so grateful & humble. He, as an overall person, is simply astonishing.

I’m in love with the new ‘Voices In My Head’ because the intro sounds like a video game about to load a file and it’s the final few cut scenes. And Christine’s “You ready?” is the best.

Jason SweetTooth Williams is probably my preferred Mr. Heere. His voice has a certain element that just screams paternity. (Maybe because he IS a father, I’m not very sure about Paul Whitty, I don’t keep up with him unfortunately.) And the lyric change breaks my heart but in the vest way because it shows how Mr. Heere finally takes a step back to realize how Jeremy feels.

‘A Guy I’d Kinda Be Into’ still remains to be my favorite song. The now calmer, soft acoustic guitar gives the song a more “teenage vibe”. Like it’s just a crush to others but to Christine, she’s never felt this way before, she’s curious yet cautious.

The band. They all outdid themselves. ‘Jeremy’s Theme’ is now super haunting yet mesmerizing. Every song is just so well done and my respect for them has only grown.

Okay now we come to my least favorite things, but the pros definitely outweigh the cons. These are just minor things that just stood out to me.

The biggest urk for me was the rhythm change for the chorus of ‘I Love Play Rehearsal’. In the the “Be More Chillegal” videos, the actress for Christine did the same thing and I was not a fan of it. For some reason it just rubbed me the wrong way so to hear it in the Broadway recording was a bit of a turn off, but at the same time, it somehow represents Christine’s frantic & random energy sparks.

Throughout the entire recording there were some moments where a beat of silence would’ve done wonders and other times where they weren’t exactly needed. The best example is during ‘Michael in the Bathroom’ after the whole “Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock!” part where Michael says “But I can’t hear knocking anymore.” It may be just because I’m used to the beat of silence in the Two River production but I just feel like it would’ve added a nice element of build-up to the song.

While we’re on the topic of ‘Michael in the Bathroom’, it definitely will take some time to get used to it. Similar to my thing with ‘I Love Play Rehearsal’, the note difference in the line, “Michael flyin’ solo!” didn’t sit right with me. I can’t exactly pinpoint what it is. But overall I think George was able to have MITB 3.0 on par with the original which is difficult to do with anything.

Last thing, it’s Michael & Jeremy’s voices. Specifically for Michael, how it’s now higher, it makes him seem more innocent which is nice. But it also makes Michael more susceptible to certain fans just throwing him under the “Soft Boi” label, not acknowledging his struggles and growth. With Jeremy, I think Will R. is a great Jeremy because of how relatable he’s able to have Jeremy be. How obviously nervous and frantic he is, but also trying not to offend anyone or make mistakes. It’s very similar to how I, personally, am when I’m anxious or on the verge of a panic attack. My issue is how whiny Jeremy can sound at times. Not characteristically, just how he either talks or sings. There’s nothing to do about it, it’s how Will sings and it doesn’t make me love him any less, it’s just my one nit pick about Jeremy. Nobody’s perfect, fiction or not.

I still love the album but I just listened to it today so it will obviously take a couple of listens to get used to it. I hope that I didn’t offend anyone in any shape or form, that’s not my intention at all. I do not intend to bash on the album either, I love it but like anything, there are flaws. Thanks for taking the time to read my sort of professional review and have a good day/night!

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jheaton416 · 5 years

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Ace and Sep’s Greatest Hits

With Sad Hands and heavy hearts we bid farewell to Ace and Sep's Buffy recaps...

"I get it now. The Slayer thing really isn't about the violence. It's about the power. And there's no one in the world who has the power to stop me now." Just then the Hubris Police step in in the form of Rupert Giles and throw a bolt of green energy at Willow, knocking her clear across the room. "I'd like to test that theory," says Giles, all tall and authoritative. Oh, Giles! Hi! I missed you so much this season! We have so much catching up to do! Let's see. I just finished my finals, and I think I did rather well. And I met a very nice boy who just happens to live in England, so when I'm over there this summer, if you wanna hang out or something just let me know. I gotta hand this over to Ace now, but... call me!

Sep, "Two to Go"

Sep: So there I was. At Trader Joe's, and boom. No Booty to be had. And you know my dedication to all things snack. Ace: I feel your pain. The other night I was at TJ's and they had all these different kinds of Booty from Fruit Booty to Vegetable Booty, but not the Booty that I wanted. Sep: Yargh. That blows. Ace: Snerk. So anyway. Ash asked me if I wanted to get one of the other varieties, but I just felt that if I couldn't have the Booty that I wanted, it was better to have no Booty at all. Sep: Dude. That's deep. And also would have saved me much pain and humiliation in my early twenties.

There are tiny colonies of single-celled life at the bottom of deep fissures in the sea using their cilia to tell each other, "Buffy used Spike." Can we please move on?

Sep, "Never Leave Me"

Ecch, I hear a noise like forty cats being squeezed too hard around their middles. Turns out it's Cordelia singing "The Greatest Love of All."

- Ace, "The Puppet Show"

i dont have time to read all theze post but did u hear what happens in the finale? every vamp and demon that buffy has ever kiled is rezrected and they all sing at spike and angles WEDDING!!!! OMG!!! laterz Sep (Go on. Ban me. I dare you.)

Sep, in the forums

Aw, Willow is wearing shorts and showing more Willow-leg than I believe we've ever seen. What a cutie. ... Giles finally pipes up that he's sorry he missed the encounter, but he actually sounds like he's sorry these damn kids won't leave him alone so he can pour himself a nice single-malt Scotch and watch that Letty The Lusty Librarian tape he has hidden in his nightstand. ... Dracula wears a sweater vest? Well, I guess that answers the age-old question: "What does Dracula wear under his cape?" Or was that Scotsmen? Who does he think he is anyway, Chandler Bing? ... I would like to point out that Spacky is wearing more eye makeup than the entire female cast combined.

Ace, "Buffy vs. Dracula"

Credits. Who does James Marsters have to sleep with to be billed before Michelle Trachtenberg and Emma Caulfield? Ooh! Please let it be me. C'mon, if y'all give me James I won't ask for anything else for my birthday or Christmas. What? It worked when I was ten. ... Look! Xander is using a skill! Effectively! As he's building shelves for Giles, I notice that he's attired in jeans and a plain long-sleeved shirt. It looks like after his other half fell into the Gap, he managed to climb out with a basic grasp on the matching theory.

Sep, "Out of My Mind"

I know this is an unpopular opinion, but I love the 'Bot; I really, really do. She's so cute and happy and chirpy and I just know reanimated Buffy is going to be an angst-y pained ball of angst just like she was all last season, and sometimes I wish we could just replace her with the robot permanently. Especially if she keeps making jokes about marzipan.

Ace, "Bargaining I"

Damn, Marc Blucas makes James Marsters look like a tiny, tiny man. After last week's showcase it's sad, but also amusing, to see Spike reduced to an elfin laundry-stalker.

Sep, "Shadow"

WARNING: Contents may have shifted during shipping. Oops, that's the wrong warning. The warning is this: This recap contains opinions.

Ace, "Tabula Rasa"

Evil Dead eh? I'm just going to take that as a shout-out to me and my Evil Dead t-shirt that I ordered out of the Fangoria (shut up) catalog twelve years ago and have been wearing consistently ever since. David Fury must have seen me in it or something. ... Buffy notices Ben sitting somewhere else and goes over to talk to him. Oh GREAT. You know how, whenever there's an outbreak of some sort of nasty infectious disease, during the news reports they often retrace the path of the virus on a map? Well, that's what my mind is doing with Ben right about now. First I only had to live in fear during the hospital scenes. But then he leached into the hospital parking lot. And now that he's just showing up at the Bronze all willy-nilly, he could just ooze on down the road anywhere his little slime trail will take him. Curses. Greasy Intern Ben is spreading. I wonder what his vector of infection is?

Sep, "Crush"

Tough Love - Or, "The Unedited Buffy You Never Wanted To See." Buffy routes paperwork. Buffy repairs an appliance. Buffy folds laundry. Buffy goes to a parent-teacher conference. Dawn does homework. Dawn does homework some more. Glory practices personal hygiene. The recapper props her eyelids open with spork tines. To spice things up a little, Giles goes all Ripper, Tara goes all Forrest Gump, and Willow goes all Fairuza Balk. The recapper falls asleep and drools on her cat.

Ace, "Tough Love" recaplet

Spike stumbles, bloody, bruised, and wild-eyed, down the hall to the elevator, and if I weren't a fan of this show and were just flipping by I might think it was a clip from a Behind the Music on Billy Idol.

Sep, "Intervention"

...Marci needs to find "the key." ...Darcy or Shannon or whatever her name is ...Sheila or Lisa or whoever

Sep describing Glory before her name was revealed, "Family"

...the guy, who I've decided to call Gee Dub McChoad for no reason whatsoever...

Sep describing Tara's brother, "Family"

Willow screams, 'Noooooooo,' and a rippling force shoots out of her mouth and zaps Osiris, who vanishes. Oh, the heartbreak of halitosis!

Ace, "Villains"

My roommate brought home a big pile of Marshmallow Peeps from a post-Easter sale. I took one look at them and screeched, "Peeps show!" before grabbing one, winging it into the microwave, and making "Bamp-chicka-bow-wow" noises while watching the Peep swell and undulate in the microwave. Try it. It's fun. Also, I have in my notes from the first airing of this episode, "Dawn no like monkey-brain marshmallows." I think I'll just leave that in. You'll either find it as amusing as I do or marvel at my illiteracy.

Sep, "Conversations With Dead People"

Willow incants more at the effigy (who looks like she's ready for a doctor to check her tonsils) and then sends green energy blobs shooting out of her breasts towards Santa's Phallus. It's a lesbian thing -- you wouldn't understand.

Ace, "Grave"

Cut to Xander chaining Spike up in the basement of Casa Summers. Dawn, Buffy, Wood, Giles, Willow, the UN Security council, three random passersby, and a small hedgehog are all in attendance. Okay, not really, but seriously. The number of people present for this is way unnecessary. Giles, Willow and Buffy will perform the spell. Xander, Dawn and Wood will distribute small snacks and throw Jujubes at Spike's head. ... Spike's mum tells him that he "needs a woman in [his] life." He replies that he does have a woman in his life. She is momentarily taken in, but then realizes that William has some really serious Oedipal issues. Victorian etiquette dictates that it would be in poor taste to mention this, so she pretends to be flattered. He promises to always look after her, but she has a coughing fit, hoping to die and escape her creepy son. Knowing that Spike's women-paragon obsession thing in which he defines himself and his moral center by the dominant female figure in his life started back when Spike was human, and has continued until the present day, really makes me realize how pathetic a creature he truly is. You'd think that after the first hundred years he might have self-actualized or something.

Sep, "Lies My Parents Told Me"

Let me amend that. It's a long, thick, snake-like demon with a head shaped just like a penis, that squeals at Buffy and then sprays liquid out of its mouth and onto her. Just think about that for a minute.

Ace, "Doublemeat Palace"

At the Pub the Chuckleheads are sitting around a table strewn with empty beer pitchers, randomly slapping and picking nits off of each other. One of them is trying to remove his shirt but gets his head stuck in it. I can sympathize with him. I've done that -- sober.

Sep, "Beer Bad"

Rack is creepy. Then about ten more anvils crash into my room, followed by a minor deluge of cow pies as we launch into a trippy-druggy sequence the likes of which has not been seen since The Trip and Psych-Out.

Ace, "Wrecked"

Willow is wearing what Ace called a poncho, but I think looks more like a tube with no armholes. If anyone remembers the commercial for the plastic device that enabled you to turn a crank and produce miles upon miles of useful and fashionable yarn tubing, well, it looks like that. Either that, or Willow took up knitting but hasn't figured out the secret to sleeves yet. Patrolling against vampires and other night-haunting demons with your arms bound to your sides by an acrylic strait-jacket doesn't seem like a wise move, but what do I know about fashion? Oh, that's right -- a lot more than Willow, obviously.

Sep, "Something Blue"

Suddenly, my TV screen fills up with a bunch of monkeys, all dressed up in platform sandals, cunning frocks, feather boas, and mascara. They form a menacing circle around Dawn. I think they're all guy monkeys, but y'know, it's a little hard to tell with the simians.

Ace, "Potential"

It's Cruella D'Will. Heh. That's why she flayed Warren last week. She's making a coat out of him. Man, how much cooler would this episode be if Willow pranced around singing, 'See my vest! See my vest! It was once Warren's chest!' ... This is a test of the Emergency Snorecast System. Everything operational.

Sep, "Two to Go"

Sunny Valley, Arizona Ace, a beautiful, brainy, and brilliant recapper for TWoP, that world-famous website and recipient of three Nobel Prizes for Internet Criticism, piloted her pink bubble-shaped hovercraft to the landing strip on the roof of her lux penthouse apartment. Slim and clad entirely in her everyday garb of form-fitting leather, she headed quickly to her Operations Control room, stopping only to scratch the chin of her almost-sentient leopard, Francesca. "Follow me, little one," Ace purred to her feline companion, "for tonight we view a new Buffy!" In Operations Control, Ace flung her shapely form onto the low designer sofa and thumbed the remote to her wall-sized liquid television. As the episode progressed, Francesca began to pace the room in agitation, for she had never before seen her merry human companion in such distress. Ace's perfectly manicured nails caressed her flawless face as she murmured, "How will I recap an episode so sorely lacking in plot? An episode that consists mostly of Andrew's fantasies and stolen videotaped vignettes of the Scooby gang? Without a narrative structure to follow, at what point should I mention the disturbing basement sex of the un-reunited Xander and Anya, or the empty and unsatisfying riot occurring at Sunnydale High?" Finally, Ace knelt, and attractively wept into the silken tawny fur of Francesca, "I face my greatest challenge ever! Just as the tears of repentant Andrew closed the Seal of Danzig in the school basement forever, so do my hot tears of rage seal my unrepentant loathing of this season!" Los Angeles, CA The evil genius Jane Espenson cackled evilly as she polished her six-inch chrome stilettos and flipped her shiny titian hair. Whirling menacingly in her secret headquarters beneath Reseda, she flipped open her tiny red Mobicom and hit speed-dial. Upon hearing a voice on the other end of the line, Jane leered and snapped out, "Hello, Joss? I think we've broken Ace already. The tears are the beginning of the end. That'll teach her to complain about Andrew's poor grasp on reality!"

Ace, "Storyteller" recaplet

The Knights are gonna get the Key, toniiiight! The Scoobies drive a big RV, toniiiight! This year, the minutes seemed like hours The arc progressed so slowly And still no end in siiiight!

Sep, "Spiral" recaplet

Xander gets snide about what a "simple" decision this must be for Buffy and then leaps up, snarling, "You know, if there's a mass-murdering demon that you're, oh, say, boning, then it's all gray area." Hee -- go Xander! I'm not really taking sides in this argument because I think both Buffy and Xander are both right and wrong here, but I really think it needed to be said that Buffy totally put aside all her Slayer standards in order ride Spike's man-pole, and she's never really admitted that to or faced it as far as I can tell. She's mumbled about how it was bad for her, but never seemed to realize what a betrayal of her calling it was. Buffy wins The Lame Comeback Of The Century Award when her only reply is that Spike is "harmless." Harmless except for the whole part where he could and did harm you, Buffy. Nice self-preservation instincts there, honey. Let's kill Anya because she could hurt men. Let's not kill Spike because he can only hurt Buffy. Uh, where was I?

Ace, "Selfless"

This whole Spike with Buffy thing? My fault. When Angel was on the show, I hated every second of him and his dazed "you can tell I have a soul because I look like I just walked into a tree" method of acting. (Angelus was a different story. A cooler story that didn't spend so much time whining and moping.) Then, when he left, it was like light pouring in through the heavens. I was excited. Happy. I had a new lease on life. I thought, "No matter what, Buffy's next boyfriend won't be so bad." Enter Riley. Riley with his potato nose, thinly-veiled chauvinism, and women issues. And so it was, until it came to pass that Riley endeth. And lo! Happiness reigned far and wide across the land (defined as my apartment), there was much rejoicing, and it was good. Again, I foolishly allowed myself to be confident that this had been the worst. Surely Buffy's next boyfriend...

Sep, "Two to Go"

ASH is really giving a killer performance here. I wonder how many takes it took for him to stop laughing. His singing sounds very soulful and I'm convinced it's his own voice, just very badly synched. Maybe the sound crew had to work overtime on all the Buffy/Riley moaning and ran out of time for the important things. Bad prioritization, guys. For a whole week following this episode, my poor cat is tortured by me following her around the house and bellowing, "No ooooone knows what it's liiiiike/Toooooo be the baaaad cat/Tooooo be the saaaad cat/Behind blue eeeeeyeees." I swear, one of these days she's going to lose her patience, pack her little kitty suitcase and leave. Well, at least I don't make her watch The Others with me anymore.

Ace, "Where the Wild Things Are"

Luke is chanting, "The Sleeper will wake and the world will bleed. Amen!" Because vampires are such religious creatures. Don't you remember that one heartwarming episode they had when they showed them all going to church? Sure, they wanted to eat the rest of the congregation, but as long as they're worshipping in Glen Oak with the Camdens I really don't have a problem with that.

Sep, "Welcome to the Hellmouth"

D'Hoffryn introduced himself, and Aud replies, "I am Aud." Hee. That's a funny pun. You know that saying that goes, "Puns are the lowest form of humor"? That always confused me. I mean, I wondered who decided that, and what the highest form of humor was, and why the phrase always seemed to be uttered only by the very humorless, who wouldn't seem qualified to judge. Anyway, this is 2002, and the saying is obviously obsolete. It comes from an older era. An era before the fart joke. Fart jokes are quite clearly the lowest form of humor, and I suggest that we petition the correct powers that be to have the saying updated for modern times. ["The lowest, and yet consistently the most reliable. Hee. Farts." -- Sars]

Ace, "Selfless"

Willow and Buffy walk up the steps to school, and Xander catches up with them. I'm sorry that I can't recap their conversation, but I'm sure you'll understand once I tell you about Xander's red and moldy green-gray sweater paired with brown and yellow plaid pants. As if that combination wasn't horrific enough on its own, Willow is wearing an orange and yellow striped fleece shirt. It's at times like this that I wish I were blind -- just like the wardrobe people.

Sep, "Passion"

Ace: "I don't know why Buffy was all surprised when Spike tried to kiss her. That's what you do at the end of a date and drinking, dinner, and pool all add up to a date." Sep: "It totally was a date. My last date ended exactly the same way. Someone threw a wad of cash at someone else, the words, 'You're beneath me' were uttered, and one of us was left crying alone in an alley." Ace: "You've got to be kidding me." Sep: "Actually I am. My last date ended with me threatening my beau with a spork."

Ace and Sep, "Fool for Love"

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the-odd-one-in-space · 7 years

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AnotherFell Pt1

“I'm about to die. Again Great....f&$king great.”

That's what I thought my last thought was gonna be.

Creepy enough of a start for ya? No, well f6&k you.

Name’s Mas, well to who or what is reading right now, it may be “Fell” Mas. If you don't know what I mean, don't worry about it. Anyway, I got asked by Some dumba$$ white hair freak guy that looks like me to write this down. Says it's for a good reason, and I'm not busy so why not?

So my background. It's worse than White head me, that's for sure. First off my Head came off when I died so that's one thing, got super messed by my world's Gaster, than my Chara was murdered, then Asgore fried off my left arm, leaving me with just bones.(Which works for a reason I don’t get at all) Oh, and after struggling to stay alive for about 10 years and not go COMPLETELY crazy, I ended up killing some human with a gun who shot me in the stomach….. by mistake.

My powers are more unstable than White head. Mine can easily kill someone if they're dumb enough to try me. That's probably why when I killed that human Asgore demanded me to be put into the “Royal guards” as a weapon, not as a person. Not that I am one at this point. Anyway, the tragic backstory is done.

Now for the b&tch Bird girl.

I had just been in a pretty bad fight with my “brother” papyrus, who's a skeleton(don't ask), he got pissed at me for talking to him about who should be in charge of the royal guard. He started the fight and would've ended it too, if not for that prick Gaster giving me the power to teleport short distances. I pushed it a little too much and fell to my knees in the snow as it started to turn red with my already cold blood pouring from my stomach.

That's when I got the “I'm about to die” thought. My vision started to get blurry and I fell to the ground with my head half covered in snow. I tried to look up one last time to the ceiling, hoping dumbly to see a light from the surface. Instead, I saw a small ball of light to my left as a female voice I'd never heard before said, “what the hell are doing in my garden?!”, And before I got try for a clever insult, I blacked out.

I wasn't dreaming, which didn't help the idea that I thought I was dead. Normally I have some dramatic nightmare that ends up waking me up. They're AMAZING. At some point, I felt a warm feeling of heat go over my chest, right over where Papyrus stuck a red bone spike. “... Is my wound getting cauterized? Am I getting treatment?”, that idea went through my head for a while but I just couldn't believe it. It didn't make sense to me that someone would be trying to help me, not killing me. I decided, not my broken body, to stay asleep for a while longer.

After a while, I felt my energy return to me as I opened my eyes. Someone took my glasses which pissed me off at first, then I got to even madder as I saw my greasy hair was white again, which it did sometimes. I normally keep my hair dyed with black like how it was before my dumba&$ jumped down that hole. Chara’s face tried to fill my head as memories from the surface tired to follow and I grabbed for my flask, but then a new problem took my attention. I didn't have any pants on, or a shirt.

I saw my legs had also been cleaned up and wrapped up and bandaged. I then looked around and saw my clothes more bloody than usual on a chair next to me. I also saw that I was in a bedroom.

Next to me on I saw a photo of a girl, a human girl, with a red jacket, black pants, and a belt around their chest. Their right eye was a dark green and the left was deep red and had a scar over it. She wasn't smiling but the monster behind her was. It was our great and mighty king A&$gore, who was looking as goat-like as normal So I guess whoever this girl was in the same boat I was in. Forced to work for Asgore's guard so he wouldn't kill us.

Still didn't get why the hell she'd help me. Was it because she wanted to use my soul? If that's the case tough luck for her, my soul is a piece of ripped up trash. I was about to get up, get dressed, and get the hell outta there before I heard the wooden floors begin to creak slowly. I laid back down and pretended to be asleep, closing my eyes and making my body go limp.

The door opened slowly and footsteps from what sounded like boots slowly creaked against the floor getting closer and closer to me. I almost considered trying to just teleport away again but I didn't want to risk getting put just outside or somewhere worse. The floor steps stopped just next to the bed and I felt whoever was standing next to me pick up something under the bed. I heard the sound of sloshing water and was wondering what the hell she was doing. Then I got a bucket of water straight on the face. I couldn't tell if it was cold or hot but it was enough to scare the crap outta me and get me to sit up straight. “Wha-what!? Why?!”, I said turning to my left yelling. My heart stopped for a second as I had to admit to myself that she looked… decent. The stopped thinking that when she responded.

“ you've been asleep for the past two hours. I'd like my bed back already”, she said not having a hint of sarcasm or anything other than annoyance. I honestly didn't know what I was expecting. I rolled my eyes.

“You didn't have to put me on a bed dumba$&, a couch or floor would've worked”, I said not looking at her, my voice filled with nothing but an annoyance for her using THAT as an excuse.

“Oh well excuse me for trying to be nice, ya prick”, she said crossing her arms.

“Since when has being nice been a priority in the underground? Geez, woman, I don't know how long you've been down here but I would've thought you known that.” I grabbed my clothes and began to get dressed under the blankets.

“Says the guy who's done so many good things himself.” I froze.

“What are you talking abo-”

“I know about how you were caught trying to help the kids that fell down. Asgore told me-”

“I don't get why you'd believe a word from that crazy goat.” I got the rest of my clothes on and threw the blankets off me. The girl snickered. “You may wanna check your shirt”

I looked and saw I had somehow put my grey t-shirt on backward and inside out. “Sorry, it's not exactly like I could see what I'm doing,” I said taking off my shirt to fix it.

“What the hell happened to you?”, She was looking at all the scars and stitches covering my body. I sighed and looked away before putting my shirt back on right. “Like I said. It's not a priority in the underground to help others” I put on my blood covered flannel and looked around for my glasses.

“So you're Mas, right? I'm sc-”

“Couldn't care less, where are my glasses?” , I said as I was getting frustrated trying to look under the bed.

“Oh, I'm so sorry they broke. May or may not had stepped on them carrying you in-” She stopped her sarcasm once she saw my face.

“WHAT?!” I got back up and walked up to the lady.

“Do you know how long I've had those?! God d+$nit!” , I walked away, placing my hands my face as I started tapping my foot. I had kept those glasses safe for years and years. They were basically the only things I had left from when I was alive. So needless to say I was pissed off as hell.

“...Geez, they're just glasses. And they were cracked, scratched, and broken away.”

I took a deep breath and I wanted to yell that that didn't matter but I was still too tired. She had a point, I didn't need to have them mostly because my vision was actually really good. It's just that… those were a part of my life. “Yeah, whatever. Thanks for helping me I guess.” I said not looking at her. I felt stupid saying thank you to someone I didn't even know but I didn't care. I started walking out of the room before stopping. I began screaming to myself in my head,“Don't you dare. Don't you dare. Don't you da-”

“Do you want to get a drink?” I looked back at her. She seemed surprised, she walked up to me staring at my face with a skeptic look on hers. “What was it you said? Since when has being nice in the underground been important?”

“Do you want to go or not? I’ll pay, but only because I owe you.”

“Hmph… Fine. Guess I could use a drink after lugging your fatass around.”

I just stayed quiet and opened the door to the bedroom and let the girl go out in front of me to lead me through her old looking wooden house to the front door. We walked out into the deep woods covered in snow. I noticed the trees around this woman’s place had a lot of burn marks and deep scratches. We walked in silence through the woods. I had no clue where we were which was odd to me as I had mostly seen almost every part of the underground when I was on the run. I guessed this woman really likes her privacy.

After about half an hour later we arrived at snowdin and I was set upon by everyone with wicked glares and people acting as though they were about to go and jump me. Me and the girl walked up slowly from the broken welcome sign of snowdin to the run-down building with the word “Girllby's” made with flickering purple lights.

I sighed and opened the door and was about to walk in but I saw the girl was standing still, staring at the lights. “You coming?”

“Yeah…”, she looked back at me and followed inside.

The room went quiet as we both stepped inside. I hear whispers of things like “there's two of them?” Or “what are THEY doing here?” as we went to the front booth by the bar, sitting opposite to each other. The place was your normal bar scene, just with more drunk pricks and broken floorboards.

“...so… guess neither of us are liked very much around here.” I heard the front door slam open and a familiar and annoying voice shocked me.

“Where is he?! Where's Mas!?” It was Papyrus. Guess someone told him I was back in town. I looked to the seeing if she'd rat me out, but she had a smirk on her face. “Speak for yourself.” She stood up in the booth and waved at Papyrus. “Hey, pap! How's it going?!” She Yelled turning back and sitting on top of the chair like a child. I was expecting a red bone to go through the girl and I could be free of the need to buy her a drink, but at the same time I had a hint of worry in my chest for… some reason. I was about to tell her to get down but I heard papyrus slowly walk up to our booth. He seemed to have not noticed me but was looking at Scar.

He then … bowed. “I am doing well my lady. It is a pleasure to see you.” I stared at Papyrus in awe. I didn't get it, if she was part of the guard I thought papyrus would hate her. He hates all other guardsmen as he fears one will try to overtake him and his title of head guard, but he was acting like a complete gentleman to this girl. He then looked at me and I saw his eyes twist with anger he was about to stand, but the woman raised her hand and he stayed still. “Sorry, pap. But this one owes me a drink right now. So could ya leave him alone… for now? For me?”

“Of course your grace.” , He then stood up and began walking out. The woman also yelled out to him “Oh and say hi to sansy for me?” and then sat down giggling. Papyrus walked up the door slamming it. “It seems YOU'RE the one no one likes.”

“... Who the hell are you? I've NEVER seen papyrus act like that…” she then smiled wickedly.

“The name’s Scar. Daughter of the great king Asgore. Now about that drink, I'd like one by now.”

I froze. I looked at her like she just said she was doing to fly. It made sense but I still didn't want to believe that. I shook my head and regained my cool. “Yeah sure. Hey, grill face!” , Grillby poked his head out the back with a scowl on his face. “Two vodka's large.”, I turned to Scar, “what do you want?”

“I just take what you're having.”, I nodded and looked back at Grillby, he was already in the back room again.

“So… you're Asgore's 'kid’?”, I looked back at her, crossing my arms. She still held up that smirk on her face and nodded. “I jumped in after getting chased out by some other humans. Got found by Tori before she went crazy and for a while, I lived with them in secret. Till Tori did go crazy and left. I moved out to snowdin because I was tired of Asgore being a bossy prick.”

“Yeah, I can agree with that.” I then pulled out with my left arm my flask to take a sip. Scar seem interested in it. “So… Asgore burned off that arm. All the way to the bone, but how i-”

“I have no clue what so ever. I don't complain as it makes for a pretty good weapon when I remember to sharpen it.” I put my flask away in my pants pocket. I heard the back door open and Grillby lays out our drinks and left without saying a word. He used the extra large cups he normally just uses for the guards, not including myself, guess he wanted to get on Scar’s good side.

“So… Scar. What's with you? Last I checked humans can't use fire magic. Or have three fingers on one hand” She was about to drink from her glass but stopped once I asked my question. She seemed to take a minute to think before looking at me. “I was one of the kids forced into the monster-human war when I was ten. I was actually pretty good as a Soldier till that bird-phoenix thing got my eye with its claw. Long story short after I killed it, it left me with a curse. The years after were nothing but people abusing and tormenting me. They thought I was too dangerous to have around. They were right. One day I fought back and because I burned one guy's face a little... I was cased off and… I've already said the rest.” She started drinking as though she hadn't said anything. She places her glass back on the table, leaving it half empty. “Now, what's your deal? The scars, your eyes, the white hair. You're even less human then I am. Why is that?”

I shrugged. “Made a dumb choice, fell down here, got experimented on by some skeleton prick who's dead now, and after Asgore started trying to kill me I stayed low. Ended up showing my face again when some Brat with a gun shot me in the stomach and I killed him. Asgore then said I had to join the guard and now… I just walk around the underground. Doing whatever I can to stay alive. Not much to me.” I followed in Scar’s lead and drank half my glass.

Scar nodded and stayed quiet. After about a minute she raised her glass, smiling. “Here's to bad up pasts.”

I looked at her for a bit, raised my glass and hit hers with mine. We then both finished our drinks. Scar laughed a bit and said. “Let's order another round.”

So I did. Then another, and another, and another and ANOTHER, and Etc.

I just remembered us getting completely lost in our drinks and getting completely stupid. The time could've been hours but it was lost completely.

Until I woke up again in the bedroom. I rubbed my eyes, feeling tired and a bit hungover. I heard breathing next to me, and I felt my eyes bulge out my head as I saw scar laying down next to me in some … “revealing garments”.

I slowly got up out of the bed, put my shirt and flannel on, and started walking to the door. I just had to-

“Hmm? What happened?”, Scar asked, I turned back and the felt heat on my face as I blushed. Scar looked down at herself and understood what I was speechless about. She pulled the blankets over her and threw a clock at me, screaming at me to leave.

I rush out the door, slamming it behind me and doing the same to get outside. I wanted to stay by the door for a second but after hearing Scar yelling and cursing from the inside of the house I figured it would be in the best interest of my health to get as far away as possible. I ran through the woods till I could see the small town. I ran for a familiar two-story house and used the key to the front door I stole off sans a while ago and made my way inside. I looked around and saw no one in the living room and heard no noise from upstairs. I sat down on the couch and took a few deep breaths. It took me a few minutes to calm down and quietly ask myself,

“What the hell happened last night…?”

“Hmm… yes, I wonder what happened.”, I looked up and saw sans the prick skeleton. He saw standing on the upstairs balcony looking down at me with a huge smirk on his face. He had a yellow mustard bottle in his hand and his one left red eye was staring down at me, almost staring into my soul.

“W-what did you see last night?”, I cursed myself for letting my fear sink through my voice. Sans wasn’t just another monster in the underground, he was the kind of guy who seemed like a lazy bum but not too many others knew just how much of threat he could be if he wanted to. It from his own laziness that he hadn’t just killed me for walking into his house.

“Oh, nothing, just you and the king’s Daughter making googling eyes at each other all night at Gilby's. At some point, I think I even saw you two hugging, and maybe … kiss.”, He then laughed as though he told one of his “famous” puns.

, on the other hand, felt like my stomach was about to collapse inside of itself. Why the hell would I be flirting and making out with the king's daughter? “Was I that outta of it last night?” , I asked not looking at sans.

“Yep, grillby had to call me and boss to bring you two back to her house. You two were hugging each other when we left… something happened, didn't it?”

I blushed again and looked down at my shoes, taking an interest in them.

“..... Oh. My. God. You did-”

“I DON'T NEED A REMINDER SANS! IM AWARE OF WHAT HAPPENED!” , I yelled up at him, my eyes giving off a slight red glow coming from my eyes that didn't even compare to the blush on my face, all the while Sans was crackling and pounding his fist on the railing of the stairs.

I placed my hands on my head, looking at my feet once more. I began thinking of the many ways Asgore was going to beat the hell outta me. Burn every part of my body till I was a skeleton? Maybe he'll chop me into bits with his huge cleaver? Or maybe he'll throw me into a dark cell surrounded by lava!

I got up and started pacing back and forth in front of the couch. Sans stopped laughing and looked down at me. “Aw is someone scared that the king will have your hand on his wall because of this-” I cut him off with, “ I didn't even think of that one yet!”

I sat down on the floor and began to have trouble breathing. I had no idea what he'd do to me this time. “I've already lost an arm, what else do I have to lose?”

I asked to no one in particular, I was just venting while hyperventilating while also letting out a small laugh. I really going crazy with how scared I was.

Sans seemed to lose his smug look and actually seemed somewhat concerned when I looked up at him.

“Will you calmed down, god. You act like you're gonna die or something. You've been through worse so, cool it. Knowing the king he might not even care, if he did he’ll make a big deal about her to everyone wouldn’t he” He took a drink of his mustered bottle.

Although to most people that would be seen as nothing but sarcasm and mockery, that was actually sans seeming to care. So I took a second to breathe, and once my breathing return to normal and stood up sans said one last thing to jinx it.

“I mean come on, maybe she'll completely forget this happened. You’ll probably never see her again.”

I did.

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