Undertale Sweater Frisk Novels & Stories

Freya hands me a pair of purple leggings, sneakers and an oversize Christmas sweater that had a Lama on the front wearing a Santa hat and sunglasses. I scowl at the sweater, “What is with all the ugly sweaters?” I look around and even the kids are wearing questionable items. Nothing inappropriate, just… funny, weird and ugly. “Oh, Rocco is the one who provides the clothes, and he thinks they are funny.” She shrugs as she pops a grape into her mouth. “Who?” I don’t remember anyone named Rocco from my memories of the lab. I slip into the leggings and sweater instantly feeling much warmer from the long simple t-shirt I was wearing previously.

Janet wondered whether she was becoming insane, if she was possessed, or if she was simply losing her mind. "Here." Finn dug into his backpack and pulled out a second sweater. "I figured you’d want another layer, unless your coat is one of those fancy jobs with really thin insulation." "It isn't," she said, slipping out of her leather and taking the sweater from him. It was black in color, thick and lightweight, almost airy, with a faint roughness that suggested some dreamy version of wool. "Okay, so you carry a sword, but you know about Thinsulate," she added, needing to say something with more than two syllables to soften the oddity of wearing his garments. What's the story here? "

"Forgive my lowly tongue, Master Franklin... but Master Cedron commanded your body to wear these exact garments for the Warlord's night hunt. And there is a high-frenzy pheromone vision-disc hidden inside the lining. You will comprehend the carnal instructions the moment your hands play the feed before the alpha." "Get your boots out of my chamber before my claws shred your throat," I snarl, my silver eyes flashing with absolute fury as the servant scurries out, locking the heavy iron bolts behind his heels. Left entirely alone inside the dim, torch-lit master quarters, my fingers rip open the heavy sack. My jaw drops in pure, unadulterated shock as I haul the garments into the firelight. It