Short Story

“OH LOOKIE!!!! A TOWN!!!” Papyrus said happily, noticing Metro city. Frisk giggled at hearing town. “By the was Frisk just acted bro, it's way much bigger then a town.” Sans hummed as he looked at the others. Sans looked behind to see some more monsters were behind them in the cave. Frisk soon noticed this too and turn to look at them.

She dared not look up at him, she was too conscious of the heavy key pressing against her breasts. She swept to the floor in a low curtsey and the Duke crossed the room to open the door for her.

They traveled at a steady, yet quick pace as they rode on towards the Kingswood. They had been riding for a couple hours now and they could just barely make out the tops of trees on the horizon. The air was lighter and more breathable here than the foul muck they endured in the capital.

She is motionless. So am I. I am sure she is dead, her body is flattened. I peer closer and see her small body gasping for air. She strains to raise her head and slowly crawls on.

Samuel sat on the front steps of his home. He had a sack of sugar next to him which he would take handfuls from to rub into his calloused hands. He sat there, patiently trying to remove the evidence of strenuous labor. Gently, he would rub the sandy texture in circles, his hands making a motion as if he was plotting something evil. When he was satisfied, he tiredly got up to run his hands under the garden hose. Every step he took, he could feel his back pulsing. Years of the same hard work really take a toll on the body. It’s not like Sam had a choice. It's all he knew how to do. He had to work to support his family so that his children wouldn’t have to go through what he did. As he walked through the chipped wood door frame of his home,

BREAKING NEWS: “A man was seen being knocked unconscious and dragged into Ripple Lake by what appeared to be a humanoid fish as of last Friday. We have just learned this. Is this just another hoax or could it be true-“*Click* David tossed the T.V. remote onto the couch in the living room as he walked toward his own bedroom where his wife laid in bed. “Did you just hear that ridiculousness on there Janet?” Said David. “Yeah hunny there is no way that can be true.” Said Janet. “That’s for sure, pff fishmen, ha that’s something”. Said David

“And stay out!” the penetrating voice thundered from the lighted entrance of the tavern. Alexis dropped down to the ground and sobbed openly. She had just lost her job bartending at the tavern. She had worked there for sixteen years, how could they fire her for breaking a crystal goblet that already had a chip in it, she thought in anguish. “How can I pay for food, when I don’t have any money?” she whimpered aloud.

The trek was arduous and cold despite the layers and layers of clothing Sage wore. She wasn't even sure if Gu Mi knew where she was going. They had been walking for hours in quiet and there was nothing but snow white wasteland for miles. Her boots, meant for such cold weather, didn't keep her toes from feeling numb. She was certain her nose and cheeks were a bright shade of red. Sage never thought she'd visit Siberia. She knew now that she didn't want to, either.

Doctor Ruslana waited for the hand on the office clock to move. The little, black arm crept along its circuit in painful, agonizing slowness. The work day would never end. Her appointment with Detective Thibault was in five minutes, followed by four other sessions back to back after his. If she gave each client her undivided and Empathic attentions, it would be entirely too many emotions to process; her already overtaxed Enhancement would surely suffer. Marta understood this, but it couldn’t be helped, not if she wished to take Wednesday and Thursday off in addition to her normally scheduled days off on Friday, Saturday and Sunday. It was critically necessary for Marta to have five days without distraction and without the pressures of

nurturing of her second son birth. The light on her face showed the glow on her. Her eyes felt

But the breathtaking landscape below strips away any guilt. A rushing kaleidoscope of color and life, the vivid greens of the trees, the blue swirls of the lakes, and the turbulent whites of the river rapids balance and contrast to paint the perfect picture. The crisp mountain air madly whistling past welcomes me in its breezy embrace. The scents and sounds rising from the unspoiled forest seduces and tempts. I wish that I had come sooner. She was right: this could be the most beautiful place on Earth.

I've come to know these words well, as it's my favorite fight song. Ironwood has asked for me to do his dirty work. I guess his “specialists” aren't special enough. I'm about decline, of course, when Ironwood starts filling me in. Atlas was under threat of a Yeti Grim, as tall as a mountain, and everyone they sent in failed to take it down, so naturally, it was my turn. That’s my job. I’m a consulting specialist. As the only one with the title, it's sure is a pain for them if I turn down a job. I’m a wild card. A freelance that travels the world looking for the best fights and most interesting adventures. One thing I try to never get mixed up in is the world's troubles. I don't care about “making peace” or “stopping evil”. I can leave that

On a Friday night, Billy and I decided to go out to what was becoming our new favorite bar, Paradise. They had karaoke almost every night of the week, since the owners ran a mobile karaoke show as well, and both had amazing voices. It was a small corner bar, barely big enough for a pool table, but the crowd was fun, the karaoke was good, and the owners knew how to run a bar well.

Angelos stood on the same chair that Eric stood on, and announced, “People, we need to focus. We will attack, soon. We need more action than conversation. Focus people, focus… Please, text your friends and family on the pier and tell them. We will get our supplies together and attack them. Each store should protect itself at this moment.”

The Lieutenant Colonel ordered the main viewer on also distance to the planet main viewer came on. Nothing but empty space the operations officer stated, "We are now one Kilo-parsec from the planet at starlight speed."