Aug 9, 2017
Frisk jumps about a foot in the air, but manages to catch his water glass.
Oh, no.
“Undyne!” He yells, scrambling out of his chair to his paws. Being sat down would leave him at a horrible disadvantage if she decided to attack. He remembered how she fought, and it was explosive.
Perhaps being inside Sans’ house was a bad idea, given that.
“W-well, my name is Frisk, and I’m Sans’ friend. I swear, he’s upstairs, asleep and unharmed.” Frisk stammered out. Damn. Of all the times for his bag to be upstairs, too. “I’m a boss monster, and- gah, this is complicated. I don’t suppose you’d believe me if I said I was here to break the barrier, would you?”