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Bad Endings #1 [Beware the Nice Cream Guy]

May 19th, 2016
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  1. [nice cream guy fucking murdering frisk]
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  3. "L-love yourself! I love you!"
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  5. Monster Kid giggled and jumped around the mouse monster clad in an almost comically oversized scarf. The cheerful and kind messages printed on the wrappers never ceased to bring a smile to faces far and wide, especially children such as these two. While Snowdin had absolutely no shortage of ice, the cold treats carried unique flavors not even fresh snowflakes could ever hope to rival. The wandering shopkeeper allowed himself a chuckle, while adjusting the umbrella standing upright on his cart.
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  7. "Don't forget, that's not just a suggestion." he said, easing up on his posture just enough to rest his elbows on the cart.
  8.  
  9. The two monsters picked their head up again, wondering what he meant. Monster Kid by now had their mouth full of Nice Cream, with only the wood sticking out. Mouse was just about to bite the tip, but paused briefly with a soft squeak.
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  11. "It's an order!" Nice Cream Guy chuckled at their confused faces. "Whenever you feel down, you must look at it and feel better about yourself. You're both very good kids."
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  13. Almost on cue, both little ones started blushing from the compliment. The rising heat in their cheeks actually helped melt the Nice Cream faster, and a less-kind soul would have suggested that's how the rabbit monster made bank on his ware, but it had nothing to do with it. He really was just looking out for the children.
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  15. It helped that the plan did work though. It hardly took them a minute or two and both Nice Creams were a thing of the past, melted into colorful, tasty flavors. The flavor variations of the Nice Creams were just about legendary, and every time someone tried one, they couldn't help but appreciate how true those fables were.
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  17. "Did you get a new flavor? These are even better than the usual!" Monster Kid hopped in place with pure glee, the sugary treat making them even more jittery and excitable than normally. "Can we have another one?"
  18.  
  19. "Pretty please?" their mouse monster friend asked, their voice much more reserved, but laden with just as much anticipation.
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  21. "I'm not so sure, you kids shouldn't be spoiling your lunch." the Nice Cream Guy mused, rubbing his cheek as if he needed to think about it. "Well, I guess if you don't tell-"
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  23. His answer was rudely interrupted by a loud bang coming from inside the cart. All three monsters froze up, Nice Cream Guy slowly standing up right again. There didn't seem to be anything profoundly wrong with the cart and yet another bang quickly followed the first, just as loudly as before.
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  25. "Yo... is this okay?" Monster Kid asked, shifting from one foot to another. It wasn't just gluttony speaking; they genuinely hoped there wasn't anything wrong. The rabbit monster was always so kind to all of the kids in Snowdin, so they didn't even want to imagine anything bad happening to him.
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  27. For a brief moment, Mouse thought the Nice Cream Guy scowled at the noise, but by the time they blinked, the familiar warm smile was back in place. Their best bet was that they had just imagined the frowning face. After all, it was hard to find a more cheerful fellow in the entire Underground, than the beloved salesman.
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  29. "Relax, everything's alright." he chuckled, brushing their worry aside like a weightless cloud. "I guess the motor's just having some trouble with all the cold around us. She's a cranky old lady sometimes."
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  31. He gave the cart a light kick for good measure and while the refrigeration inside did give a noticeable hiccup-like sound, it continued to buzz with energy as intended.
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  33. "I might need to roll over to Waterfall a bit though, just to make sure everything's alright." he added, earning a pair of sad 'aww' whines from the children. He started rubbing his cheek again in thought, only for the smile to return twice as strong. "Tell you what."
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  35. He leaned down, as if he was about to pass on a secret to them.
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  37. "Let's make a deal. Both of you go home and eat lunch like good little children." he proposed. "And if you promise to do that and come back in the afternoon, the first Nice Cream will be on the house. Or should I say, on the cart?"
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  39. The monster children cheered at the idea, eagerly accepting the terms and conditions without a second thought. They quickly said their goodbyes and ran off back to the town, eager to be prim, proper and eat their food as promised. Cheating was off the table, as they both knew adult monsters had this weird ability to always tell if children were lying.
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  41. The rabbit monster waved after them with a wide grin, which never faded even as the loud banging started up once again. Instead, he patiently exhaled, steadying his unexpectedly shaky hands. Once he shuffled around a couple lungfuls of air, he opened up the cart refrigeration unit, shielding his eyes from the flash of red coming from inside.
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  43. "Now, now... you're being a very naughty child today." he said, the earlier kindness in his voice mixing with a surprising shade of malice.
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  45. The glowing continued to pulse from inside the cart, quickly followed by a string of incoherent whimpers. The monster tilted his head and chuckled, fingers combing through his lone tuft of light-blue hair.
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  47. "I swear, I honestly thought you couldn't even speak. What a pleasant surprise!"
  48.  
  49. Frisk's teeth were chattering loudly from the cold, their torn-up sweater creaking with even the slightest movement from how frozen it was. Their skin seemed like it had entered a rivalry with the Nice Cream Guy, over which could be more blue. Even with his natural advantage, Frisk was quickly gaining on him. Their hands were frozen near-stiff and even their beautiful SOUL seemed like a thick layer of frost have grown over it.
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  51. The human whimpered something again, audible to no one, but the Nice Cream Guy.
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  53. "Food?" he asked back, only to break into a laughter far more prolonged and hysterical, than a normal person would have allowed themselves. "You really think I'll give you any decent food, after your little stunt just now? Do you?!"
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  55. He gave the cart a nasty rattle, letting the child slam into both sides of the already small refrigeration unit. Their soul remained bright nonetheless, taking minimal amounts of additional damage, besides everything it has suffered until now. The child quickly wiped the fresh tears off their face, for letting them freeze would have been even worse.
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  57. "If you promise to behave, maybe I'll let you have something for dinner." he stated, a strange flame glinting in his eyes. "But only if you don't cause another scene and cultivate my Nice Creams a little more. That SOUL-glow does wonders for the flavor!" he chuckled.
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  59. The wind brought the faint sounds of a conversation, getting closer with every second. Nice Cream Guy straightened his posture again, only to notice a couple residents from Snowdin Town heading towards his cart. Frisk whimpered again, fresh frost forming on their faded hair once again, after the painful shake. The monster merely put a finger before his mouth, loudly shushing the human.
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  61. He took a Nice Cream of out the unit, and pulled on the lid to close it up again. For a moment, his features softened just a little as the human's barely even functioning stuck their hand out ever-so-slightly, begging him for mercy. He offered shelter when Undyne was chasing them through Waterfall and although his kindness turned out to be a facade, there was no one else to turn to; no one else they could appeal to.
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  63. "Aww, poor thing." he sighed. The apologetic smile quickly twisted into nightmarish smirk though, reaching almost from one floppy ear to the other. "But don't you worry, feel free to have a sample. Who knows, you might learn what your SOUL tastes like." he chuckled, pulling the lid shut. Frisk barely had time to pull their hand back and the metal still nicked it, making them cry out in pain as they were once again locked in the tiny, frozen abyss.
  64.  
  65. The salesman pulled the wrapper off the Nice Cream, intent on having a treat while waiting for his incoming customers. He unfolded the paper, smiling at the lovely message he knew by heart:
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  67. 'Have a wonderful day!'
  68.  
  69. The Nice Cream Guy nodded to himself with a smile, gleefully savoring the brand new 'SOUL-infused' flavor.
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