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kuruka1559s · 3 months ago

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PART 2

PILOT | PREVIOUS

(Yeah… enjoy)

“CAZZO VUOI!?” (THE FUCK DO YOU WANT!?)

“Barbara! Sei ancora li’ a ragionare riguardo i libri e a farti ricoverare dalla perdita della rissa?” (Barbara! Are you still there reasoning about the books and getting recovered from the lost of the fight?)

“Primo, ho vinto IO la rissa, quindi manda Velvette a fanculo!” (First, I won the fight, so tell Velvette to go and fuck herself!)

“Ok, ok, calmati! Sono venuto a dirti che stasera c’è la serata karaoke e sei invitata!” (Ok, ok, calm down! I came here to tell you that this evening there’s a karaoke party and you’re invited!)

“Va bene ho capito. senti, sali un attimo, ti devo mostrare una cosa!” (Ok understood. Hey, get up here for a sec, I have to show ya something!)

“Ok arrivo!” (Ok coming!)

He yelled back.

“What just happened?-“

“Everything is normal, a friend of mine is coming-“

“ECCOMI QUA! ATTESO OPPPURE- CAZZO È QUELLO!?” (HERE I AM! AWAITED OR- THE FUCK IS THAT!?)

“THE HELL-“

“CALM DOWN YOU TWO!”

I suddenly yell.

Blake calms down as keeps staring at Daft.

“Wha… what are you…?”

“Blake calm down-“

“I’m not calming down Barbara. Look at him! It’s a skeleton! We aren’t safe! Have you heard of the prophecy!?”

“No…?”

“When she will reveal herself to a monster things will get worse and worse, and the apocalypse that happened 500 years ago will happen again and be worse than ever!”

“Apocalypse…?”

“Now that I think about it…”

“Blake you’re going to deep in this-“

“I’m saying the truth. These books… all that these books say…”

“BLAKE!”

Daft

St Hyppolitus, Rieti

“BLAKE!”

Yells Barbara.

Blake stops talking.

“Calm down. I’ve done months of research for this but nothing wrong will happen to us…”

“What if something does happen Barbara!? What if this ‘she’ will show up and everything will get worse and worse!?”

Affirms the guy called Blake.

I’m so confused….

Wait.

This she…

“I’ve seen something today. In this weird world.”

“What is it?”

“This she…… showed up. After you won the fight, Barbara.”

“What?”

“It’s that weird Japanese girl. That girl isn’t a human. It’s not physically possible! When I looked at her… her eyes were red and she had an inhuman smile.”

“What you are saying is that… no. No way. Nononono..”

“Barbs?”

Mutters Blake after my affirmation.

“What you are saying isn’t possible. No way!- think about it! You’re saying that now that the woman of the prophecy showed up…! Everything… everyone….!”

She keeps saying incoherent nonsense, such as ‘death’ and ‘destruction’.

“Uh… is she normally like this?”

“No.. well, she laughs like she lost her mental sanity, but it’s not a problem for us…!”

“I see… well… she mustn’t be having an ICE moment.”

“…. You’re no different than her.”

I laugh a little.

Barbara exhales and inhales, trying to calm down.

“What time is it.”

“Uh… midday.”

“Lunch time, good… good… I need to calm down.”

She mutters, she clearly seemed stressed.

We get out of the cabin and get back in the kitchen.

“Blake, want to eat with us?”

“I don’t want to bother you with your theories so I’ll get back in Fiumata.”

“Ok, be safe.”

She affirms, giving him a small smile. Blake smiles back and gets out of the house, stealing some grape from her plant.

“Hey! Grape stealer!”

Barbara yells jokingly, and Blake laughs loudly.

Then… she falls on the ground.

Barbara

St Hyppolitus, Rieti.

“Hey! Grape stealer!”

I yell jokingly, making Blake laugh loudly.

Then..

All black.

And a guy.

Not… a normal guy.

A skeleton.

But… not Daft.

He was tall like me.

He wore a jacket, it’s hood was filled with fur.

He had his hood on.

He seemed disoriented.

Like me.

Something was wrote on his left eye.

‘Who are u?’

“I’m… Barbara Myers.”

‘Nice to meet u’

“My pleasure…”

‘Ajay’

“Ajay.”

‘Ye’

“Yeah..”

‘Where are we’

“I don’t know. Do you?”

‘I literally asked you if you knew.’

“Yeah, right, sorry.”

‘Np’

“Np?”

‘No problem.’

“Yeah, right..”

AWKWARD AS HELL OH MY GOD.

Ajay looks around.

“Maybe…”

I mutter, he looks at me.

‘?’

“Maybe we just have to… wake up.”

‘Wake up?’

“Yes. I passed out, and I got here.”

‘Same.’

“Maybe we should wake up… and then everything will be over.”

‘Yeah’

He nods.

We both close our eyes and then open them again.

It didn’t work.

“FUCK!”

‘WOAH WOAH! LANGUAGE!’

“You never cursed in your entire life!?”

‘No i didn’t!’

“Wait.”

‘Hm?”

“How old are you?”

‘I’m 20 yrs old’

“And you NEVER cursed.”

‘Never.’

“I don’t believe you.”

‘I- ugh.’

I start laughing, the sound echoing in the void.

Ajay blushes a little from the embarrassment, and looks away.

“What? Embarrassed just from me laughing?”

‘Shush!’

I try to calm down but it’s very hard, his face was all red from the embarrassment, just for me laughing!

“Ok, uff.. wow… ok I got it.”

‘Good.’

“How much time has passed in your opinion?”

‘5-10 min?’

“Yeah that’s probably correct.”

Suddenly, a laugh echoes in the air.

‘What is happening?!’

“This voice is familiar..”

I step a little bit away from him so at least he could still hear straight and not become deaf, I’m a champion at yelling.

“VELVETTE IS THAT YOU!?”

‘HOLY-‘

“VELVETTE! I CAN HEAR YOU LAUGHING!”

no answer.

I keep calling out her name but I get no answer, suddenly Ajay grabs my arm and puts his hand on my mouth, shushing me up.

‘Idiot! There’s no one in here!’

I take off his hand from my mouth and answer him.

“There is!”

‘There isn’t, idiot!’

“Brat!”

‘Stupid!’

“Dipshit!”

‘Dumb!’

“We‘re so close right now that if we’ll keep getting closer we’ll kiss!-”

‘Wh-‘

He disappears.

I woke up.

That wasn’t a good timing for sure….

“BARBARA!”

“OH MY GOD-“

“You finally woke up! I’ve been trying to wake you up for hours!”

“What happened…?”

“You passed out, and you’ve muttered random sentences while you were unconscious.”

“Like?”

“Like ‘there is’ and ‘What embarrassed from me laughing’ or something like that…”

“Oh god.”

“Well, you should also be worried about your face. It’s all red.”

“What?”

“Your face is red.”

I sit up, and I start feeling dizzy.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaack……..”

I lie back down on the couch.

“doing good?”

“No…”

“Want to eat something?”

“Yes..”

“Ok, I got you.”

“Something sweet…”

“There’s only donuts.”

“Black frosting?”

“Yeah.”

“Gimme.”

Daft gets back in the living room and hands me the donut.

“Nom.”

I start eating it, as Daft snickers.

“You don’t eat donuts, you devour them.”

“Not my fault if I love donuts.”

“Yeah I know..”

“Time?”

“A quarter to two pm.”

Answers Daft.

I groan loudly and then try to sit up again, succeeding.

“Finally…”

“Yeah… you wanna stay here for a while?”

“No, I have to check what happened to my face and then take care of the homework…”

“Oh.. ok.”

“When my brother comes don’t be scared if he yells, mkay?”

“What does that mean?!”

“He always wanted to meet one of the Sanses.”

“Ooooookaaaaay…”

“So… watch out for him.”

timeskip to the party cuz this chapter is being too long- lmao

Barbara

Fiumata, Rieti.

Evening.

Party.

FUCKING KARAOKE.

God, I don’t know why they just keep asking me to go to parties but I still love to go there, because…

I love the reactions of the other peasants.

When I wear my special clothes.

I look at the clock.

5 pm.

My brother isn’t back, is he?

“Daft! Hey!”

I exclaim while going downstairs.

“Yeah…?”

“Is my brother back?”

“No…”

“You were sleeping, were you?”

“… yeah.”

“I knew it!”

“Now, I’m tired okay!”

“Yeah you deserve a nap. I’m going out, the party in the plaza is starting.”

“Oh, uh… skeletons allowed?”

“Skeletons are allowed.”

“Ok, then I’m coming..”

He affirms.

I wait for him at the entry door, as he gets up from my couch.

We start walking to the karaoke party.

“Are you really sure that my brother hasn’t came home?”

“Totally sure.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“You swear on your lazy bones?”

“I swear on- HEY!”

He yells at me, while I start laughing.

We then reached eventually the plaza, of course it was filled with people and there was a big stage with the karaoke settled.

I like karaoke, but not when I have to sing in front of the entire village.

Daft was kinda shocked from the quantity of people in the plaza, even if it’s not as much when it’s summer.

“OH MY GOD!”

Yells one of the peasants.

“THERE’S A KID! HE’S FALLING!”

Keeps yelling, while pointing at the small cliff In front of the houses at the side of the stage.

There was a kid holding on the edge of the cliff.

Wait a second..

“BROTHER!”

I suddenly yell, sprinting through the crowd, when suddenly, one other kid steps on his hand, making him fall.

No…

No…!

NO!

While running to the spot, someone catches him, it was Blake, he was one of the hosts of the party, so he had to be close to the stage.

I stop running, in tears.

“I got you.”

He says, while holding him bridal-style, sitting on the ground.

My brother was embarrassed, he didn’t want to be held like this, stared by everyone.

I get close to both of them, while Elliot hugs Blake.

“I was so scared…!”

“It’s okay kid, you’re safe and on the ground.”

“Yeah…”

He mutters, hugging him tightly.

“Brother…!”

“Sis!”

He yelps, looking at me in tears as he gets up, and hugs me.

“I was so scared…!”

“Me too P…”

I mutter while hugging him, burying my face in his long hair.

We kept crying for a while, I was so scared of losing him.

He’s everything I got left, after all.

Daft eventually reached us, and of course, scaring the hell out of everyone there.

Why?

He’s a skeleton.

We’re humans.

“Is he okay?”

“Yes… he is..”

“That’s a relief.”

“Yeah…”

Daft

St Hyppolitus, Rieti

“Is he okay?”

“Yes… he is..”

“That’s a relief.”

“Yeah…”

She mutters, her voice shaking from the fear.

Well… would you look at that.

A party like this got ruined.

I look back at Barbara’s brother.

He was small, I must say.

Incredibly small.

“Who was the kid that pushed you?”

“It… wasn’t a kid.”

“No?”

“No… it was… a skeleton… he had an empty socket and orange fur, from what I remember… a kid accidentally stepped on my hand, he tried to catch me afterwards..”

“So that means I’m not the only skeleton in the timeline.”

I affirm.

The kid nods.

“What’s your name?”

“Elliot..”

“You were brave, Elliot.”

“Was I?”

“Yeah. Normally kids would yell for their mom and be in tears and start whining, which of course is okay, but you weren’t.”

“I almost shat my pants though..”

He mutters, and Barbara looks at him, while I start laughing.

“P!”

“WHAT!? IT’S TRUE!”

“DON’T SAY IT OUT LOUD!”

“OK!”

He yells back.

My poor non-existent ears….

“What are you guys gonna do next?”

“I dunno.”

“BACK TO THE PARTY!”

“YOU ALMOST DIED, ELLIOT!”

“I DON’T CARE!”

Yells Elliot.

… he almost died and he still wants to party?

The humans here are kinda crazy…

“Well… I guess…?”

“Barbara could you PLEASE not act like a child!?”

“It’s still a party!”

“But-“

“Come oooon!”

“Fine.”

I affirm after the constant incitement.

“YES!”

Yell the two brothers.

“WHO’S THE SLOWEST IS THE DUMBEST!”

Yells Elliot while he starts running.

WAIT A SECOND-

I Immediately turn around to look at the kid.

“HEY NO FAIR!”

Yells Barbara, as he goes after him, leaving me alone.

“HEY!”

I yell and teleport in the plaza.

Elliot and Barbara were already there.

“HA! MISTER SKELETON CAME LAST!”

“NO FAIR!”

I yell back at him.

Wait.

Why mister skeleton…?

“I have a name, haven’t I told you?”

“Nope.”

“I’m Daft.”

“Ooooook! Then you came last, Daft!”

“Ok but STILL! I’m NOT dumb.”

“Your name means silly or stupid! So you are!”

Affirms Elliot, while Barbara was laughing her ass off.

“Stop it.”

I tell her annoyed.

OF COURSE SHE DOESN’T STOP.

WHY WOULD SHE!?

I groan loudly.

“So, enough with the chit chat! It’s time to PARTY BABYYYY!!!!!”

Yells Elliot after suddenly sprinting in front of the stage, joining teenagers who were already dancing.

Of course, everything was in Italian.

“Don’t worry, this lame group dances will soon end. At least if someone decides to sing something…”

“Will you?”

“I dunno. Maybe I will, maybe I won’t.”

She teases.

(DOING IT AGAIN.)

(PART 3 HERE.)

#Smiletale #Barbara Myers #Ori Smith #Blake Dawson #Elliot Myers #Ellie Dawson #Velvette Torayama #undertale au #sans au

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emzsimulation · 5 months ago

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Blake Dawson. Born into more money than he knows what to do with. Constantly finding new ways to bewilder his already disapproving parents. They only hope that he will find ‘something’ in life and finally move out of their house settle down?

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celestialmuses · 4 months ago

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"Of course of course." Leia giggled, shaking her head in amusement. "Oh I'm sure they have a nice rose, you'll be in heaven. Like I said, it's the least I could do. Everyone was gushing to me about how nice everything was and Lavzy really felt so special on his big day. I mean I feel like I've never heard of a birthday/contract signing party, but you pulled it off."

"...you got the family and friends discount..." she says matter-of-factly, but can't hide the glint in her eyes as she says it to save her life, looking ahead to admire her handy work. at leia's offer it takes the latina second to pretend to think it over before they lightly knock their hip to her's. "i'll order the finest wine they have...i hope it's pink..."

#kalcidescope #leia threads #blake dawson #lavzy is a college friend who plays in the nhl

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not-xpr-art · 1 month ago

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Curled tight as a question mark...

(01/2025)

Ok so I've been super obsessed with the AMAZING Trolley Problem AU fics by @silverview & @unreesonable (where Drew is the 22 year old Blake abuses instead of Ellie) for literally ages so it was only a matter of time before I'd end up doing some art based on it pfft...

Links to the fics below btw (also gonna ramble about this piece a bit since, as usual, I put way too much thought into it pfft)!!!

a better son / daughter

special arrangements

and all I'll do is kiss him (btw title of this piece actually taken from a line in this one which I really loved!!!)

spaces between

Highly recommend all of them btw, they're so GOOD!!!!!

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Ok, so I immediately wanted to do a sorta twisted version of Klimt's 'The Kiss' but the concept kinda got away from me as I was painting it... Plus I couldn't get the vibrant gold colour to work with the general colouring of the figures so the background became like vaguely vaginal curtains that I could probably spin some kinda symbolic link to Drew's mother if I wanted to lol...

(think I made a joke on bsky that I'm in my Georgia O'Keeffe era and NO one laughed smhsmh...)

I've also been wanting to do something based on the iconic The Fallen Angel painting by Alexandre Cabanel but never really had a particular subject in mind... until NOW! (ofc the emotion is different but idk I think the reference still works... Drew's tears are more desperate, hopeless, resigned, and perhaps less angry than Lucifer's?)

I wanted the piece to feel like Drew is trapped. Trapped by his turbulent relationship with his mother and father, trapped by his status and position in life, trapped by his sexuality, trapped by the drugs... And ultimately trapped by Blake, who was supposed to offer him a paternal embrace, a comforting hand on his shoulder, to properly help guide him out of the hole he's stuck in but all he did was take advantage of his vulnerability and drag him further into that pit...

Also, kinda funny story, but I tried doing a cute romantic in9 art before I started this but my brain and hand were having none of it lol... NO adorable yaoi for you manipulative toxic yaoi ONLY !!!!!!!

Stylistically I wanted to try and make this look sorta traditionally painted, which involved me using a combo of my regular program alongside ms paint since I like the texture of some of the brushes on there tbh (plus those brushes are really great for painting body hair which I had so much fun drawing a lot of here lol)! Overlaid with a vaguely canvas-y texture lol

Oh, and also I put the diamond pattern of the jumper Drew wears in the episode on his underwear here both because it was going to get covered if I put it on his t-shirt and because it's sorta a fun way to reflect how this is an AU lol

Also have some close ups since tumblr has completely destroyed the quality of this lol:

(final close up is actually of a version of the painting without the texture overlay btw which is why the colours are slightly different, but I thought it might be interesting to share so u can see the brushwork texture a little better??)

uh anyway... that's all folks lol!

#artists on tumblr #inside no 9 #in9 fanart #inside no 9 fanart #the trolley problem #drew dawson #blake chambers #art based on fanfiction #digital painting #digital art #au #this is an even more self indulgent art than usual and i regret nothing pfft

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userlaylivia · 5 months ago

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tagged by the absolute amazing beautiful @laylakeating ily!!! 💞💞💞💞

rules: make a poll of your favorite tv female characters (no limit as many or as little as you want) and see which your followers like the most.

tagging: @nikkiruncks, @makeyouminemp3, @graciehart, @danystargaryens, @saw-x

there's so many more I love and adore but yeah lol

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echos-muses · 2 years ago

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i will literally never be over how peter mills is the one who went to hold matt after he got the news that hallie died. not even gabby could do it, but peter did it without hesitation. even though he felt some type of way towards casey, he went to comfort him when someone he loved and almost married died. everyone else was so shocked and didn’t know what to do, but peter? peter mills’s gut instinct was to put his personal feelings aside and comfort someone who he thought was making his life at work hell on purpose because he was with gabby. peter mills who instantly took in a puppy because it would’ve been drowned otherwise. peter mills who always tried to get people to smile. peter mills who lovingly cooked for everyone. i will never ever ever not love peter mills so much. he was such a great addition to the show. he was empathetic, kind, hard-working, ambitious, caring, determined. i love chicago fire so fucking bad, this show has genuinely made me sob so many times, so many ways, for so many different reasons.

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sildawfanpage · 7 months ago

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" 📸 @zebdaemen "

david via instagram.

#josh silver #smudgecotton #dead happy #finneas blake #happyhead #seb and finn #sebastian seaton #finn and seb #books and reading #lgbtqia #mrdrdawson #david dawson and josh silver #david dawson fan account #dystopian #david dawson #book series #josh silver and david dawson #silveranddawsonfanpage #josh silver fan account

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wintersoulwitch · 2 months ago

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#frightened rabbit #frabbit #i wish i was sober #moodboard #blake and drew #song lyrics #web weaving #web weave #Spotify #sad songs #lyric quotes #lyric edit #my drew dawson playlist

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radiofreeskaro · 2 days ago

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Radio Free Skaro #1004 - Recoloury 7

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kuruka1559s · 3 months ago

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I decided to write the dialogues in English because I’m too lazy to write the translation, you know? Some of them will be in Italian, Mkay?

Barbara, Ellie, Elliot, Ori and Velvette belong to me!

Daft belongs to @fuzart !

Stripe belongs to @iknkeli

Quill belongs to @bokzbandeet

Ajay belongs to @lazy-skullz

SMILETALE

Chapter 1

Barbara

Rieti, St Hyppolitus

My birthday.

It’s… my birthday.

I never liked birthdays.

Especially because… my dad died, during my birthday.

It’s odd how we can lose our loved ones in a second.

Just a second.

That’s what happened to me, and my brother.

That’s why we’re orphans.

I sit up from my bed, and my brother slams the door with a plate in his hands, a small cake in it.

“HAAAAPPY BIIIIRTHDAY TOOOO YOUUU”

“Brother please-“

“HAPPY BIRTHDAYYY TOOO YOUUUU”

“P-“

“HAPPY BIIIRTHDAYYY TOO BARBARAAAAAAAA”

“Elliot…”

“HAAAAPPYYYY BIIIIIIRTHDAYYYY TOOOO YOUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!”

Beams Elliot, while Ellie was clapping her hands.

I sigh and smile warmly.

Elliot gets inside and hands the plate to me, I grab it.

“Come on! Blow it!”

He beams eagerly, jumping from the happiness.

I blow the candles and the kids clap their hands.

“Made a wish?”

Asks Ellie, I nod.

My wish was to be a rock star, in the future.

Even if I know it won’t come true.

My brother hands me a big wrapped gift, I grab it.

“Maybe this will help you to achieve it! Come on, open it!”

Beams Elliot.

I open the gift.

It was an electric guitar, with cables and case included.

What the…

“Bro how did you-“

“AWESOME RIGHT!? I even have the cables and everything that you need to make the guitar work! See?”

Beams Elliot, interrupting me.

He shows me the cables, while I’m grabbing my new guitar.

Its colour was blue electric.

My favourite colour.

“AAAAND! FROM ELLIE….”

Yelps suddenly Elliot, grabbing another gift, but smaller.

He hands it to me, and I open it.

“A NECKLACE! Inside you can put a picture of your lovey dovey bf!”

Beams Ellie.

Weeell…

Yesterday we did something, that they don’t want to know.

…

We f-cked.

WHATEVER! THOSE ARE DETAILS! SILLY LITTLE DETAILS!

I grab the necklace and smile, it was heart-shaped, and it was yellow.

“It’s beautiful, Ellie.”

I mutter, Ellie smiles happily.

I sigh softly and get up.

“Today I have to go to School, BUT WE’LL BE BACK SOON!”

“K.”

“BYEEEEEEEE”

Screams Elliot, before running downstairs with Ellie.

They left.

Then, after some minutes, someone knocks at the door.

“Uh… excuse me? Someone here?”

“Yeah. I’m coming!”

I affirm, going downstairs.

I look at the guy.

Daft

Rieti, St Hyppolitus

I look at the girl.

She was… weird.

She had extremely long cyan hair, an eye without pupil and the left eye red, she was wearing an orange hoodie.

“Hi.”

I said.

“Hello.”

She says back.

“I… I’m Daft, it’s nice to meet ya.”

“I’m Barbara.”

She affirms, as I offer my hand for a handshake.

She shakes my hand, and of course I had to use that trick.

The cushion in my hand makes a so-called fart, and then she start laughing.

I smile a bit.

“Oh my god! The cushion in the hand trick?!”

“It’s always funny.”

“Ice one.”

“Thanks, kid.”

I state, after letting out a small chuckle at her pun.

“Let me guess, Daft, your real name is Sans?”

“… yeah, how do you know?”

“Heh. Well, It’s uhhhhhh… hard to explain. May I know how you managed to get here?”

“I wanted to use a shortcut to get home, but instead, I got here.”

“Oh… well… maybe if you do the same thing here, you can get back in your timeline!”

“Timeline?”

“A way to say your universe, ya know?”

“Oh..”

“Can you do that thing of getting a ‘shortcut’ again, right?”

“Weeell…”

“DAFT.”

“Nope.”

“ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?”

She screams in anger, after sitting down on a chair and sighing, trying to calm herself down.

She has anger issues.

Yep.

Totally.

“Sorry for that outburst.”

“No problem.”

“Can you explain to me why you can’t?”

“I can use one shortcut per day.”

“So tomorrow you can?”

“Yeah.”

“Good..”

She mutters.

I look around the place, it was a small entry who lent to the kitchen, it was pretty clean, and organised.

“Ya like it?”

She asks, I nod in approval.

“Glad to know. Sooooo…”

She mutters as she fidgets with a part of her hoodie.

“I could introduce you to the guys of the village or… nothing.”

“Meeting the others sounds good to me.”

“Yeah! Then… let’s go, I guess. My brother is coming back at home at 2 pm… meh, we have time. Come with me!”

She affirms, after we got out of her home.

We walk through her small garden, with grapes hanging on some bars.

“Soooo… up or down?”

“You choose.”

“Up, then.”

She affirms, after we start walking up a small hill, who reaches a small square, there were girls talking onto some stairs and guys playing soccer.

“Well this place is oddly… nice.”

“Yeah! This small village is called Saint Hyppolitus, it’s a small village but our lives here are nice!”

“I see… well, what do you usually do?”

“I take a walk, chat with my friends, start a fight…”

“I see- WAIT A SECOND START A FIGHT!?”

“DON’T YELL!”

“UH- right- sorry. Start a fight?!?”

“I’m not the classic girl to take a BONE with.”

“HA! good one.”

I chuckle.

A girl stands up and reaches us.

“Oh my god!”

“What?”

“Is that… a skeleton!?”

She gasps, pointing at me.

what have I done wrong now? I thought monsters were into this village.

“Ignore her, she’s stupid. The only thing that saves her is her looks.”

“Well Barbie, looks are everything for a woman.”

“Oh my satan…. Velvette, it isn’t, didn’t you hear the thousandth time someone saying that looks aren’t everything or are you just too dumb to understand that!?”

She affirms, a tone of annoyance in her voice.

So, the girl called Velvette was blonde with green eyes, she was short but for sure she totally knew how to make a stupid man fall head over heels.

“So… who’s this guy you brought with you Barbie?”

“Her name is Barbara, and I’m Daft, nice to meet you. Even if I don’t like you.”

I muttered the last part so that only Barbs could hear me.

Hm.

Barbs suits her.

Ok.

“Daft?”

“Velvette…”

“何！？Daftは愚かな名前です！マイクはもっとフィットしていたでしょう!” (What!? Daft is a stupid name! Mike would have fitted more!)

“What did she just say? And why has she even started talking Japanese?”

“You don’t wanna know, plus, sometimes she just starts talking Japanese randomly because she can’t talk in English.”

She sighs and then starts talking Japanese.

The heck?

“ベルベット、これについて話さないでもいいですか？それは愚かで奇妙です。さらに、私は別の戦いが起こってほしくない.” (Velvette, can we not talk about this? It’s stupid and weird. Plus, I don’t want another fight to take place.)

“あなたがこのように話し続けるなら、私はあなたのお尻を叩くでしょう、そして私にそのような話をしなければよかったのに！” (If you keep talking like this I’ll beat your ass and make you wish to have never spoke to me like that!)

“ベルベット、やめてくれませんか-気にしないで。” (Velvette can you please stop it- nevermind.)

She suddenly starts to crump the knuckles of her hands.

“What is happening?”

“Our little Velvette right here wants to put up a fight.”

“And you will stop it right?”

“…”

“Right Barbara?”

I ask again.

Oh for hell’s sake…

“There’s only one way to make her REEEEEEEEEEEEASOOOONNN!-“

She suddenly dodges a punch and blocks her fist.

I take a step back, as a guy walks towards me.

“Daft right?”

“Yeah?”

“Nice to meet ya, I’m Ori.”

“Ok Ori?”

“Who do you think will win?”

“I think Barbara?”

“Yeah me too.”

He affirms skeptically.

“Come on babe! Kick her ass!”

He yells.

She kicks Velvette, as she thumbs up at Ori, with a smile, though, Velvette strikes a punch right at her nose, making it bleed.

“Shit-“

She mutters.

She takes off her hood, and she stays in her black tank top.

(Creator note: come on simps, let yourself be heard.)

Ori catches the jacket.

“戦いに集中しろ、バカ!” (FOCUS ON THE FIGHT IDIOT!)

Yells Velvette.

Barbara wipes with her hand the blood coming out from her nose as Velvette strikes another punch right at her jaw, she dodges it and contrattacks.

We kept watching, and after a while, Barbara strikes a punch that goes right on the side of her face and knocks her out, a bruise on Velvette’s cheek.

“That was easy…. Weirdly easy. Hm, well enough.”

“Awesome as always baby!”

Says Ori as he kisses Barbara’s cheek.

Ooooooooh.

They’re a couple.

I’m so stupid sometimes.

Heh.

I shrug and go close to the couple.

“That was an extremely short fight Barbara.”

“It was.”

“Good job by the way.”

“Thanks.”

Ori chuckles.

As the lovebirds kept talking I look down at Velvette.

She was keeping her eyes on me, not blinking.

…

Her eyes were red.

She had a big smile on her face, almost unnatural.

She didn’t look like a human at all, saliva came out from her mouth as she kept smiling.

What the…

I look at Barbara and I turn to look again at Velvette.

She had blue eyes and she wasn’t smiling, she wasn’t drooling at all and she wasn’t looking at me.

She isn’t human.

“Daft, you good?”

“Huh?- oh, yeah, I’m…. Good.”

I affirm.

Ori’s phone starts vibrating.

“Whoops!- uh… phone call from work- hah! Uhhhh…”

“You can go babe.”

“Thank you-“

Replies quickly Ori, he kisses Barbara’s cheek again and gives her the hoodie, after he leaves.

Barbara’s nose restarts bleeding.

“Your nose.”

“Hm?”

“It’s still bleeding.”

“Oh-“

She mutters as she wipes it with the back of her hand.

It… didn’t work.

I sigh and she shrugs.

“It’s NOT a big deal! It’s just some blood!”

“Aha… look down at your clothes.”

She looks down.

“It has some blood on it. So what?”

“I- oh my gosh, do you have something, I have nothing in my pockets.”

“I have bandages at home.”

“Let’s go.”

I sigh, and Barbara, follows me.

“There’s no need, you know?”

“I know. BUT!”

“But?”

“You can’t let the blood keep streaming down, or you’ll pass out.”

“NAAAAAH! I’m fine!-“

She exclaims before tripping and falling on the ground.

Dammit-

I help her to get up and I make her arm wrap up around my neck, she groans.

“La testaaaaaaa… porca puttana…!”

“What?”

“Hm? What…?”

“What did you say?”

“My head. I’m feeling dizzy.”

“From nosebleed?”

“Yep…”

She mutters as we kept walking back home.

Once we got in, I made her sit down on the couch and grabbed a tissue, I handed it to her, she grabs it and puts it on her bleeding nose.

I sit right next to her.

“Thank you..”

“You’re welcome.”

I reply, and we stay silent for a while.

“I have a question, Barbara.”

“Hm?”

“How do you know about this thing of… timelines?”

“Well, in my studio there’s a book. An… odd book.”

“Odd book?”

“Yes. On it there’s wrote: “Undertale”. It talks about a human fallen in the underground, and that meets monsters. People say that it’s just an urban story, but I believe that this is real. So, I kept researching for info, I wanted to know more. And I found out about this… timelines. Odd, hm? Underfell, the edgy version of the original one, Underswap, the characters, but with swapped roles… all of the timelines have their own book about it. And I searched in my studio and I found out that I had them all. Thousands of books, all with their own name. And I founded an odd one.

Smiletale.

That book was empty.”

“Nothing was wrote in it?”

“Nothing. All blank.”

“Well that’s weird.”

“Yeah… there’s also one called Undercrime. I’ve ridden it. There was a character with your name: Daft Sans.”

“My name!?-“

“Your name, yeah.”

She chuckles.

“It says you have also a friend, Stripe. He’s not the only one… there’s also Quill, no?”

“How does it know!?”

“I dunno. It just says it like it was normal.”

Barbara

St. Hyppolitus, Rieti

He groans.

“Could you bring me in the studio?”

“Yeah sure, the nosebleed stopped after all.. I’m doing better now…!”

I affirm as I get up from the couch, Daft doing the same.

We get out of the dining room, and go upstairs, where there are the bedrooms, at the left of my room there was the door who brought to a small place outside and there was a small cabin.

My studio.

“In here.”

I open the door and show it to him, it’s a minimal room, with a desk with the computer, a big bookshelf filled with books.

“Undertale, Underfell, Underswap, X-tale…. There are thousands of them..”

“Yes.”

“Caretale, Underink, Undercrime- Undercrime!”

He goes up to the bookshelf and grabs the book of Undercrime.

“This book was made by a girl named Fuzart…?”

“Maybe that is her art-name..?”

“Art what?”

“Whatever- weeeeeell… read it, hm?”

I tell him.

He opens the book.

“This is insane…!”

“It actually is. I’ve been trying to figure out why and how did this happen. Why did these… writers create these timelines with such tragic stories. And why is the Smiletale empty?”

“Maybe it’s because… the player hasn’t ended the route.”

“What?”

“The route. At the end of the book there are the possible routes.”

“And?”

“In the book of the Smiletale there aren’t the possible routes. Maybe it’s because they didn’t still end it.”

“Then what is the player waiting for?”

“I don’t know.”

“I just want everything to be fine for my brother’s sake and of the other villagers, I just have to-“

A familiar voice interrupts me, before I could finish talking.

It was Blake.

WHAT NOW!?

(Ok guys, the first chapter is VERY LONG. So I’m framing it in more parts.)