*You move onward and find a piece of paper abandoned on the ground.

*You move to it.

*It's a word search. Seems like this was the next puzzle.

Frisk: 'Couldn't I just move around it though?'

*You get the distinct impression that your prior actions resulted in such confusion.

Frisk: 'Oh yeah consequences, never liked them.'

*You leave the word search to be buried by the snow.

*You move onward.

Frisk: 'Ok I've heard that line like over a dozen times. Can't you say something else when I'm moving around?'

*Your deformed leg drags you across th-

Frisk: 'I told you it's a condition! Stop being ableist!'

*...I never said it was a bad thing.

Frisk: 'Well... deformed implies a level of negativity. And I don't need to be reminded about how hard it is to walk with this leg.'

*I see, my apologies. I'll stop making fun of you once you stop killing innocents.

Frisk: 'Oh, so just because I'm a murder I don't deserve respect?'

*...Yes, of course not! Why would I want a murderer to feel good while their murdering?

Frisk: 'Chara, when I get back to the surface and find a good signal of wifi the first thing I'm gonna do is cancel you on twatter.'

*...What's twatter?

Frisk: 'W-what time period did you live in?

*201X

Frisk: 'That's not a date! And twatter was around by 201X!

Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on Royal Road.

*Oh, I remember. I used bookface since twatter is the place where angry fat deformed-leg kids go.

Frisk: 'You didn't forget crap! You just wanted to make that joke!'

*Yup.

Frisk: 'Just you wait, I'm finding your twatter account and-wait what's that smell?"

*Seems like...spaghetti.

Frisk: 'Why is spaghetti here...why is there a table in the middle of nowhere. Why-"

*You realize that there's a note next to the table.

*DEAR HUMAN! AS A APOLOGY FOR NOT MEETING YOUR IMPRESSIVELY HIGH STANDARDS, I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, HAVE MADE YOU A PLATE OF SPAGHETTI!! FEEL FREE TO EAT AWAY!!! NYEHEHEHEHEHEHEH!

BTW SANS KEEPS BEING WRONG ABOUT CROSSWORDS BEING HARDER THAN JUNIOR JUMBLES. COULD YOU SETTLE THIS DEBATE ONCE AND FOR ALL AND PROVE THAT I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AM RIGHT?

*JUNIOR JUMBLES (SHH, CHOICE THIS ONE!) *crosswords. (thing)

*You rip the paper into tiny pieces.

Frisk: 'Honestly I prefer deciphering metube comments'

*What?

Frisk: 'Have you seen their spelling? It's practically a murder trail with grammar as the victim!'

*...Murder trial.

Frisk: '...Fudge!'

Frisk: 'Whatever, I'm...yeah I'm stealing this spaghetti! I'm sure there's something I can use it for.'

*You obtain the gifted spaghetti.

Frisk: 'No, I stole the gifted spaghetti.'

*...You move onward.

*Before you is a road blocked off by sharp spikes that'll require searching and puz-

*Vine clicking noise

*...The sharp spikes go down.

Frisk: 'Guess that Flower is useful for something at least.'

*You move onward.

*You mo-

???: "What's that smell?"

???: "(Where's that smell?)"

???: "If you're a sme-"

Frisk: 'Let's not waste time, y'know what to do.'

*You charge at the hooded dogs and-

*Fight

*Act

*Item

*Mercy

*...

*In our way.

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