Get Dunked On! Update · 8:59pm Apr 14th, 2017
Greetings Gotham, Joker here! Just thought I'd drop in and give you all a little update on what's going down in Chapter 2 of...
So far, I'm at the part where the Rainbooms sing "Better Than Ever," a video of which I'm gonna insert into the chapter for the FIMfiction version, and the lyrics of which I'll be copy-pasting for the fanfiction.net version, since you can't add videos there. And yes, the Rainbooms can still "Pony Up." Reason: they'd already tapped into the crown's magic before Sans got invloved. Now then, here's a sneak peek at what I have planned for just before The Dazzlings turn the musical showcase into the battle of the bands. Remember, this Sans is from the Genocide timeline, meaning that he never made it to the surface:
As Sans made his way through the lunch line, he couldn't help but feel more than a little awkward at the sight of the food on his tray, which consisted of some kind of meat inserted between what seemed to be a large chip shaped into some kind of bun with some kind of shredded green something, a shredded yellow and white something, and a diced red something, which was apparently called a "taco." Also on his tray was a red fruit of some kind. Before long he had reached a cooler containing what appeared to be a variety of small cartons. Sans picked the blue variety, punched in his lunch code, and made his way to the condiment table and grabbed two fistfuls of ketchup packets, before making his way to a solitary table to sit by himself. He opened the carton and peered inside. It held what seemed to be a white drink of some kind. Sans took a cautious sip of the drink and smacked his lips.
Not bad, thought Sans before he took a full-on drink and looked at the label, which read Kemp's 2% milk.
Huh. So this is what humans drink, thought Sans before he took another swig. Setting the milk down, Sans picked up the taco and sniffed it carefully, before taking a bite.
Wow, this is good! Better than Paps' spaghetti... sorry, Paps, thought Sans as he took another, larger bite. And now for the real headliner, thought Sans as he took one of his ketchup packets, opened it, and took a long slurp from it, causing those around him to cast weird looks at him. Taking note of this, Sans merely shrugged and continued eating.
Thoughts?
...good characterization of Sans.
Well, you certainly made Sans being unfamiliar with what acting "human" is like quite believable.
Ketchup. Yes.
Ketchup all the way.
Ketchup is life.