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This is such a cute moment when i was vodwatching <3
context: YD interpretedïżŒ what Hugo mistranslation was to be a confession of love and said she had a husband and Hugo said no no i actually have a girlfriend so now YD is asking how did they meet
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YD: "How did you get in a relationship with your girlfriend?" (or "where did you meet your girlfriend")
Hugo: umm uhh- We know each other from school
(YD squeals and Hugo laughs at her reaction)
Hugo: where did you meet your husband?
YD: A friend of mine was friends with a friend of my husband, they are best friends so they cupid the two of us, they connected us
Hugo: Do you have a child?
YD: No, I don't have children but I have two puppies
Hugo with a higher pitched voice: Oh doggy!!
YD in english and high pitched voice: Very very cutie! My dog very very cutie!
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UNDERTALE FANFIC/NOVEL/THING
Adventurer by Name, Adventurer by Nature - Chapter 1
A/N: So this is basically an interpretation of the True Pacifist Route of Undertale, based on @therealjacksepticeye âs playthrough of the game. The protagonist is my own character, not Frisk (no offence to them, I love the smol bean) but it follows the events of Jackâs playthrough and the dialogue is a word for word transcript from Jackâs videos. I started writing this about a year ago, if not longer, and I think itâs finally time to share it. If people like it, Iâll continue to upload it as I write it. This is just chapter 1, ending just before you enter the ruins, after your encounter with Flowey. In my word document, the charactersâ dialogue is actually in the Undertale font but it doesnât translate over to Tumblr so youâll just have to imagine itâs in that awesome font.Â
SPOILERS FOR THE WHOLE OF THE TRUE PACIFIST ROUTE OF THE GAME âUNDERTALEâ BY TOBY FOX. I DONâT OWN THE PLOT OR THE DIALOGUE IN BOLD OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS EXCEPT THE PROTAGONIST, KIT. I AM NOT MAKING ANY PROFIT FROM THIS.
They zipped up their jacket, laced their shoes and donned their backpack before grabbing the rope and harness.
Approaching the cliff edge, Kit Ross stared down into the deep, dark depths of Mount Ebott.
Legend has it that, hundreds of years ago, the village had been inhabited by a coven of witches and warlocks who had taken a drastic step in the monster vs human war, banishing the monsters underneath the mountain with a magic spell.
It was rarely taught in history classes, though, so itâs more like a myth. Either way, Kit was going to find out soon enough: theyâd gotten bored and decided to go camping in the caves for a few nights.
They secured the rope around a boulder and clipped their harness to it. After a double check, they turned on their headlamp and climbed down into the abyss.
Wait, wasnât it supposed to be getting darker the further they descendedâŠ? Yet, the cavern was strangely light at the bottom. Kit turned their head round to try and get a better look at whatever was emitting the mysterious glow: big mistake. In taking their eyes off the rock face before them, they failed to notice a particularly sharp, jagged rock that jutted out from the wall. It snagged on their rope and, before they knew it, snapped the rope and sent them plummeting to the rocky floor below.
Heart in their mouth, Kit squeezed their eyes shut and braced themselves for the painful impact of their body on the ground. Luckily for them, the rope had snapped just short of a dozen or so feet from the floor, meaning they landed with a heavy thud and a bump to the head, but otherwise relatively unscathed.
Sitting up and brushing off the dust from their clothes, Kit noticed that they had landed in a luminous bed of golden flowers. Odd; there was no one down here to tend for them.
Gingerly rubbing their head, they removed their abseiling gear and packed it into their bag. Walking for a bit, they inspected the nearby area (just rocks and darkness, nothing of interest) before stopping to pull out a water bottle from their bag. Just as they unzipped the rucksack, they heard a voice:
âHowdy!â
Instincts fuelled Kit and they turned, quickly withdrawing their pocket knife. Then it registered- they were stood in front of a yellow-petaled flowerâŠwith a face. That apparently just talked.
ââŠwhat the fu-â
âIâm Flowey! Flowey the Flower!â exclaimed the plant in a disgustingly sweet voice.
âI⊠I can see youâre a flowerâŠâ
âHow hard did I bang my head?â they thought, holding the knife tightly.
âHmm, youâre new to the underground, arenât ya? Golly, you must be so confused!â cried the shrill voice with a shit-eating grin.
âYeah, no kiddingâŠâ Kit mumbled. They kept the knife raised as they inched closer.
âSomeone ought to tell you how things work around here!â Kit rolled their eyes, already sensing the craziness of the situation.
âI guess little old me will have to do! Ready?â Kit nodded hesitantly. âHere we go!â
Suddenly, the room went dark and two spotlights fell upon Kit and âFloweyâ.
âSee that heart?â asked the flower. Kit felt a heavy weight on their chest and looked down to see a red, heart-shaped pendant hanging from their neck on a gold chain. âThatâs your soul; the very culmination of your being!â
Yeah, Kit was calling bullshit on this so hard. Nevertheless, they politely signalled for the yellow flower to continue.
âYour soul starts off weak, but can grow strong if you gain a lot of LV!â
Kit glanced down and noticed the pendant was surrounded by a mere layer of glass. They frowned.
âLV?â
âWhatâs LV stand for? Why, LOVE, of course!â the flower cried.
Kit resisted the urge to cringe.
âYou want some love, donât you?â
âUhhâŠâ Kit didnât think so, anyway.
âDonât worry, Iâll share some with you!â the flower winked and fiveâŠblobs appeared around it. Kitâs eyes widened in shock as they started to question life and their sanity.
They were dreaming, right? This couldnât be realâŠthey pinched themselves just to make sure, but nothing happened.
âDown here, love is shared through little white âfriendliness pelletsâ.â
Okay, that definitely sounded fake; âfriendliness pelletsâ? For a split second, Kit could have sworn that the flowerâs face switched into a malicious grin, if only for a mere moment, but it couldâve just been a trick of the light. When they blinked, it was smiling, just as before.
âAre you ready? Move around! Get as many as you can!â Suddenly, the white âfriendliness pelletsâ were moving towards Kit.
Now, Kit didnât make a deliberate move to grab them, but curiosity got the better of them and they didnât move away from one headed for their arm.
They didnât know what they expected to happen, but searing hot pain and an open, bleeding wound certainly wasnât it.
They cried out and grabbed their arm before noticing the flowerâs face: a terrifying evil grin.
âYou idiot,â came the distorted voice. âIn this world, itâs kill or BE killed.â
Kit sneered at the two-faced dick of a plant before them.
âWhy would ANYONE pass up an opportunity like this?!â The face turned into a smug smile as the five orbs multiplied into hundreds and encircled Kit, leaving no gap for escape, exceptâŠ
âDIE,â screeched the monster-plant, and the trap started to close in on Kit slowly. Unfortunately for âFloweyâ, it wasnât a very well thought out trap; the orbs hovered at Kitâs waist level, which just happened to be about 3 feet above the ground.
They brandished their knife and, in a very Indiana Jones style move, rolled forward under the bullets. They stabbed the blade through an exposed leaf, pinning it to the floor. The plant released a high-pitched shriek as the trap faded into nothingness.
âI donât know what the fuck just happened or what the hell you are, but you leave me alone yâhear?!â Kit demanded angrily. âFloweyâ nodded (if plants can nodâŠ) and tried to retreat underground again but was hindered by Kitâs knife.
They removed it mercifully, letting the flower go: they never were the one for killing. It quickly disappeared back into the soft earth with a squawk of fear, leaving the cave silent.
Kit sat back, staring at the bleeding wound on their arm. They put the pen-knife back in their bag and went to stand up when they came face to face with a purple fabric and a white insignia, surrounded by white fur. Shocked, they fell back and landed on their arm, inhaling sharply in shock and pain.
âWhat a terrible creature, torturing such a poor, innocent youthâŠâ came a soft, warm voice from above them.
Kit scrambled back, getting to their feet and pulling their knife out again. They were certainly more scared now; there was no adrenaline, no fear or pain fuelling them now. This was aâŠa creature at least 3 times larger than Kit, not just some stupid plant. God knew the damage that could be done to them in this moment.
âD-Donât come too close, Iâm not afraid to use this!â they stammered unconvincingly, pen-knife trembling in their hand. ThisâŠbeingâŠwas at least 6 foot tall, if not taller, and resembled some sort of bull or goat. It had small horns on its head and wore a purpleâŠdress? Soft white fur encompassed its whole body, and although it didnât appear threatening, Kit was extremely on edge.
âAh, do not be afraid, my child,â said the being, kneeling down to match Kitâs height more, smiling a sincere smile. âI am Toriel, caretaker of the Ruins.â It gestured to the surrounding cave that was a lot less scary in the presence of thisâŠwoman? It appeared female, but who was Kit to judge someoneâs genderâŠdo animal-monsters even have genders? Either way, this being was no more threatening than a bumble bee bumping into a window on a hot, summerâs day.
âI pass through this place every day to see if anyone has fallen down,â she continued, standing up again. She had to be nearly 7 foot in height, towering over Kitâs tiny 5â6â frame.
âI came here to camp,â they explained, realising how dumb that sounded compared to the fact that the monsters from the legends actually exist. âI was abseiling down when my rope snapped and then I ran into thatâŠthing,â they said, pointing at where the plant had appeared. âI didnâtâŠexpect anyone to be down here,â they admitted, looking back up at the goat-woman-being.
âYou are the first human to come here in a long time.â
âMakes sense,â nodded Kit. âNo one believes in the myths and legends: they just think this is a normal mountain. When that kid fell down here and was never seen again, people started to avoid it like the plague. Now itâŠsort of makes sense.â Kit put the knife away in their pocket for easy access and hissed as their burnt arm flexed. As they looked down, they saw something odd â the heart pendant had a small crack in it and was glowing a little less brightly than it had been before. âHuhâŠguess that weed was right,â they mumbled, fingering it curiously. ButâŠhow could a simple necklace actually represent their soul? Kit hadnât even been aware that souls existed until now.
Toriel gasped when she saw the wound, putting a gentle hand-thing on Kitâs uninjured shoulder. âCome! I will guide you through the catacombs,â she said, leading Kit to a purple archway that they hadnât spotted before. It appeared to be made of marble, consisting of two huge pillars and a curved segment joining them at the top. Within the curved arch was a strange symbol that sort of looked like wings, in Kitâs eyes.
âThis way.â
Kit grabbed their bag and shouldered it, Toriel leading the way further and further into the mountainâŠ
#Undertale#Toby Fox#Undertale fanfic#undertale fanfiction#fanfic#fanfiction#toriel#flowey#Undertale AU#AU#OC#Undertale OC#jacksepticeye#therealjacksepticeye#jse#jack
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