(feeling)

*You and Shyren stand at the edge of a massive stage. The temmies sit on their tem-flake chairs. Shyren hides behind you, and because she's TALLER than you (Not fat) it doesn't quite work out.

*...You'll probably need to be the one to begin this duet.

Frisk: 'Right.'

*You start tap-dancing with your ballet shoes.

Frisk: "Yeah, I'm the best, every test I ace and outpace all my foes that give chase,"

*Your tap-dancing speeds up.

Frisk: "So I'm quick and slippery with a bunch of trickery so it's obvious my victory is guaranteed! Now say it with me Temmies-"

*Your tap-dancing is nothing but a blur even to your own eyes.

Frisk: "Yeah, I'm the best, every test I ace and?"

Temmies: "outpuce all ur foes thut guve chuse!"

Frisk: "So I'm quick and slippery with a bunch of?"

Temmies: "truckery!"

Frisk: "So it's obvious my victory is guaranteed! Now less of me and more of she-"

*You point at Shyren

Frisk: "Shyren pick up the beat!"

*Shyren's shaking as if she was in the middle of a world-splitting earthquake.

Shyren: "Si re...si re si m-i si mi"

Frisk: 'Oh no.'

*She's not a rapper.

Shyren: "S-si Fa... s-s-Si Fa So Fa So... Mi R-re Re"

*The Temmies' interest in Shyren's portion is rapidly fading. You can tell because Bob is licking the floors.

Frisk: 'It's...not that bad.'

*It's a tone slap. You were rapping about victory and she's singing a soft melody. Because of what You did the audience's expectations are completely betrayed by Shyren's act. Not good.

Frisk: 'Oh, so this is all my fault?!'

*We don't have the time to point fingers at each other. We just need to find a way to regain the audience's attention.

Shyren: "Re...R-re...."

*Shyren's voice turns to nothing but a whisper as the audience ignores her.

*...? A faint hum can be heard from you, one that matches Shyren's soft tone. Your falsetto intertwines with her soprano to create a melody that climbs ever higher.

Frisk: "Ooooooh Shyren look into my eyes, and you'll see what I see. That your voice can soar high, far past the skies! So...Sing with me, so we can achieve the wings that we need to be free!"

Shyren: "...M-MI So Mi Si Faaaa, So Mi Rei, Ooooooohhh"

Frisk: "Oooooh."

Temmie 1: "Woah, Hooman and Shyren sing vury pretty!"

Temmie 2: "I knew rught? So cuuuteee-"

Bob: "I finished licking the floor...oh and this is pretty cool also."

*The Temmies throw gold at both of you.

Frisk: 'It's not nearly enough! We need to sing higher!'

Frisk: "Come on Shyren, soar with me! Oooooooh"

Shyren: "Oooooh-"

*The Temmies vibrate in excitement! They throw more gold!

*Yet...at the same time you can feel your throat straining to go any higher. Your cheeks are burning red from a lack of air. Your pride crumbling at all the cute remarks from the Temmies! You can't last much longer!

???: "Looks like you're in quite a mess! But don't worry, the clean-up crew has arrived!"

Frisk: "Woshua?"

Woshaa: "And Woshaa! Girl Whosua, y-you can tell from the swan ducky. D-do you like the swan ducky or is it-"

Woshua: "No time to talk about your lovely Swan honey! Because it's clean-up time!"

*Woshua and Woshaa pull out a hot spring! The Temmies happily jump inside!

Woshaa/Woshua: "YAAAH!"

*Unsheathing their green and pink toothbrushes Woshaa and Woshua move so fast that they teleport to the other side. They sheath their toothbrushes.

Woshua/Woshaa: "Too easy."

Temmie 3: "Waah! I'm su Cleeean!"

Temmie 4: "Temmie's face SHINE!"

Bob: "My tongue doesn't have dirt in it? Woah, they're that good?!"

*More Gold is flung at you, The College-Driven Temmie starts picking it up with an oversized hat.

College Driven Temmie: "Hoi! Evun the guuld is Clean!"

Frisk: 'But still...it's not enough! I...-'

*Suddenly! The ground shakes with confident wiggling!

Frisk: "Moldgynormous!"

*Moldgynormous shoots a sonic boom into the Temmies ceiling, dust falls upon the stage like snowflakes as the room's lights go off. A spotlight beams down right behind, you turn and-

Frisk: "Moldsmal!"

*Moldsmal thanks you for teaching it that not all wiggly things are mold. With this knowledge its vision of who it could and could not love widened. And the true love that it had been missing was found! Moldsmal wiggles to the side, revealing its true love!

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Frisk: "A bed lump!?"

*Bed Lump and Modsmal wiggle and jiggle romantically!

Temmie 5: "Suu rumanticc!!"

*The stage is showered with roses and gold!

???: "Don't forget us!"

*From up above Dummy missiles and actual Robot missiles fly around each other! A beautiful dance that eventually stops to spell out

"For Hire, Mad Dummies, and Robot Dummies!"

Frisk: "T-that means-"

Mad Dummy: "DON'T GET IT TWISTED! I DIDN'T WANT TO HELP YOU! I JUST...FELT BAD FOR THE DUMMIES! NOW FINISH THIS STUPID SHOW SO I CAN GO HOME ALREADY!"

*More Gold is thrown your way as the spotlight returns to you! Shyren readies a melody to accompany your Acappella! Moldsmal and Bedlump wiggle out a nice beat. Moldgynormous leans down so you can hop on top of its head to stand out from the crowd. The Dummies and Robo Dummies don't hit you with their magic bullets! Woshua and Woshaa throw you a giant toothbrush mike!

*You hop onto Moldgynormous's head. You rise so high that you can nearly touch the Not Stars in the sky! Everyone's hopes and dreams are so close. And despite all the awful things you've done. Your friends have shown you that there's no need to be awful. Even if-

Frisk: 'Alright, I get it. Friendship is cool. Now let's do it Chara!'

*Let's?

Frisk: 'I said we're doing a duet, not a solo! Let's just hope for the Temmies sake that you can keep up with me.'

*Heh, I can do a lot more than keep up!

Chara: "Oooh welcome one and aaaalllll, to our show!"

Frisk: "Weeee guarantee good times-"

Chara: "aaaand good laughs!"

Frisk: "So no more stalling! Let's get partying!"

*The Temmie's dance as the beat picks up!

Frisk: "We all have troubles that make us stumble-"

Chara: "But despite it all-"

Frisk/Chara: "You can do what's right! So stay determined and you might just find-"

*We point at Modsmal and Bed Lump

Frisk/Chara: "Your true love! Or-"

*We slide down Moldgynormous

Frisk/Chara: "A use for all your pain, Or-"

*Woshua and Woshaa leap up together, crossing their toothbrushes for us to jump off of!

Frisk/Chara: "A cleaner and greener world maaay await!"

*We do a bunch of sick flips as we rise higher into the sky. As we begin to fall Dummy Missiles and Robot Missiles work as one to give us a platform we can fly on! Going low we extend a hand to the Temmies. High-fiving each and every one of them as we make our way back to the Stage!

Frisk/Chara" "Or job prospects galore!"

*Landing on the stage we begin to do many anime-like poses!

Frisk/Chara: "Who knows what's in store!? So goooo aheaaad, live merrily, live happily knowing you're doing the best that you can! So come ooooonnn-"

*You offer a hand to Shyren, and she gladly takes it with her fin

Frisk/Chara: "Sing with-"

Frisk/Chara/Shyren: "Miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!"

*We huff and puff as the song finally concludes. You look at the Temmie's-

Frisk: "...You can throw your money now."

*A hail of gold pushes you to the floor as an endless supply of cutesy cheers erupts from the Temmies!

Temmie 1: "Supper cutie aweSume coolz Play. 5 Tem star Out 5!"

Temmie 2: "Cleun, Noice, and FUNZZ!"

Temmie 3: "I loke The sung! Sorru, I muen I lovke the sung!"

Temmie 4: "Thunk u for plAy!"

Temmie 5: "Allorgie and loneliness cure! Temmie raudy to becume father of Egg! Tank u!"

Bob: "I'm going to need to file for bankruptcy. Worth it though! Also, I'm the mom of Egg. And we are happy parents...that need to find work."

College-Driven Temmie: "Hoi, that's suuuu much monez! Umh...huw much exuclty?"

*You look at the large pile of Gold...

Frisk: "...A lot."

College-Driven Temmie: "Dumbass I already know that. I mean-Hoi, how we cuunt uall it!???"

Frisk: "One by one?"

College-Driven Temmie: "Colleg gunna be ove buy than!"

Frisk: "Come on, this will take like...half a day at best to cou-"

College-Driven Temmie: "Colleg over by then!"

Frisk: "...Well that's bullshit. How are we going...Oh, wait."

*What?

Frisk: "Every time we needed help someone just appeared from thin air! And there's only one person left, so obviously Aaron is going to appear in 1...2....3!"

*...Nothing happens.

Frisk: "...Huh I really thought-"

???: "It's more than JUST A AARON!"

???: "IT'S-"

???: "THE-"

???: "AARON-"

*Three Aarons teleport behind you, all of them flexing their bulging muscles!

"SQUAD!"

*The Temmies scoot away from the Stage to avoid Aaron's muscles. The Aaron Squad ignores them and puts on lab coats and nerdy glasses.

Aaron 1: "You see, to obtain the value of this pile we must know the 3-dimensional space these coins occupy, and how densely they're put together. Then it's a simple matter of calculating the required coinage to create such a pile."

Aaron 2: "Of course to find how densely they're put together we must also consider their positioning, how spread out they are, how the floor may or may be hiding a few extra coins via holes. Changing the possible total amount."

Aaron 3: "For any untrained brain this would be nigh-impossible. But for the-

Aaron 1/ Aaron 2/ Aaron 3: "AARON SQUAD! This is nothing to the power of flexing and bulging brains!"

*The Aarons flex their brains. Purple auras shoot out from their heads as their IQs jump into the quadruple digits!

*The Aarons stop their flexing. Lowering their glasses in deep sadness

Aaron 1: "There is not enough money in this pile-"

*Dramatic Hois fill the room and-

*You plop all your money into the stack, killing the tension.

Frisk: "What about now?"

*The Aarons do their thing.

Aaron 1: "Nope, the pile does not have 9999 coins."

*More Dramatic Hois!

Frisk: "Wait really?"

*Our efforts...are friends help...are hopes and dreams! Crushed by the unwavering might of late-stage capitalism. Oh, the inhumanity-

*Aaron takes out a coin from the pile. He flicks the coin to you, and you catch it.

Aaron 1: "NOW the pile has 9999 coins."

*Happy Hois fill the room!"

College-Driven Temmie: "Oooh my guudness! Tem cun go to Colleg! COLLEG!"

Frisk: "Awesome! You...do that I guess..."

*You look around. Despite all you've done you feel like something is missing...

*You snap your fingers as you remember what it is.

Frisk: "Oh right, every Good Feel Good Musical ends with the cast jumping up into the air for a freeze frame as the credits roll!"

Mad Dummy: "That's true! I would know. My cousin WAS IN A MUSICAL. HIGH SCHOOL METTATON TO BE EXACT! AND HE WAS THE LEAD ROLE...and the love interest...and the antagonist...and bush number 3."

Frisk: "Come on, Bring it in guys!"

*Everyone surrounds you."

Frisk: "Alright on 3! 1, 2, 3!"

*We all jump with happy smiles on our faces as we freeze in the air.

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*Wait, aren't we still only halfway out of the underground?

Frisk: 'Oh right.'

*Everyone's faces flop onto the ground.

Frisk: '...Ow.'

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