video; during day 1 of the invasion

[boneafide]

[The video starts with VERY loud music, and a very dizzying, swinging view of the inside of one of the fighter ships. From the coloring of white and gold, one can assume it’s from the Zymandis. The next thing one might note is the sheer amount of fire present inside of the jet. That cockpit is not exactly big, and one can say maybe it’s about 75% fire at this point.

Eventually, a gloved hand picks up the necklace communicator, and holds it up to show himself in said cockpit of said burning fighter jet. The skeleton is smiling widely, while also off on the side frantically pressing buttons, pulling levers- basically, the things someone does when they have no idea what they are doing. ]

HELLO, FELLOW AL DENTE FRIENDS!!

[Papyrus means Audente, but...]

I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THEY’RE SAYING IN THIS SONG, BUT IT SOUNDS GREAT!! Anyway!! I have obtained one of the fighter jets from the… What were their names again?

[He pauses in his button pressing for just a moment, and then shrugs. Meanwhile, the entire plane is definitely shaking wildly, of which Papyrus really doesn’t seem too bothered.]

But don’t worry, I am not alone here! Fire is my co-pilot!!

[Fire makes a bad co-pilot it seems, because there’s another loud explosion that definitely ISN’T the music. If anyone happens to be looking at the sky during this time, you will definitely be hearing (MUFFLED DAME MAS GASOLINA) playing in the distance as Papyrus’ newly acquired fighter jet is definitely about to crash and blow up.]

You know, they really should label the “land” button on these things!! I’ll figure it out, though. How’s everyone else doing!!

[Probably better than Papyrus.]

Comments

[boneafide]

I had a friend who was made of fire at Snowdin, but that didn't mean he couldn't fly a plane!

[ofobedience]

Whilst I'll admit to having never encountered a sentient being made of fire, I'm willing to go out on a limb here and suggest it would be something very different from the fire currently raging in your cockpit.

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[boneafide]

[ He's clearly thinking about it... Actually considering this... ]

Well, I suppose Grillby did tend to talk just a little bit more...

[boneafide]

So there really is no point in landing this... I guess I should get going then!

[ Congrats, Giovanni, you convinced him. ]

[ofobedience]

[Look at him, being a good son without even meaning to. accidental success?]

Good luck with that.

[boneafide]

[ "without even trying to." Sure. Also Papyrus is totally not going to let him just ignore he helped him, right now. ]

Leaving won't be a problem! I'll just go back out the way I came in.

[ofobedience]

[what did he just get himself into? though that's something to worry about later.]

Aren't you in midair?

[boneafide]

Well, it was also midair when I got in!

[ofobedience]

[Just...sighs]

Surely there's some kind of emergency evacuation device.

[boneafide]

[ Even if there was an emergency evacuation device, it's probably malfunctioning by now. ]

Probably!

But I don't need it. Good thing I'm the only one here, otherwise there'd be a problem then!

[ofobedience]

[this wouldn't surprise him at all]

Dare I ask why you're immune to this particular problem?

[boneafide]

I have my magic! So I can probably think of a way to not get hurt when I jump out of here, and even if I do get hurt, I'll just heal myself. So, it's not a big deal!

[ofobedience]

If you say so.

[Because really, he can't argue with that. He doesn't know you well enough, and he'd be fine himself if he jumped out of a moving plane. it'd hurt, sure, but he'd heal up in a matter of seconds]

[boneafide]

I do say so! So anyway-

[ He says, as he begins to start to climb back out through the hole in the hull he had made earlier. ]

How are you?? Anything cool happening down where you are?? Like maybe disarming enemies and knocking them out??

[ofobedience]

[well, this is surreal. almost as surreal as a talking skeleton all on its own]

Oh, plenty of that. And I took a spin in one of the aricrafts, myself.

[...his didn't set on fire, though. and he didn't do the flying. he manned the guns, of course]

[boneafide]

Oh!! One of the Qorral ones, right, yes?? You shouldn't do what I'm doing, stealing other people's planes- it's very dangerous!!

[ofobedience]

It didn't so much as cross my mind.

[And it's the truth-- he really has no plans to steal enemy ships any time soon. he only wanted to play with the big guns for a while, and the Qorral ones suited his purpose just fine.]

[boneafide]

Good!! You know what is crossing my mind?

[ Is it the fact he's now climbing onto the flaming outer shell of a "literally seconds away from crashing" fighter jet? Nah. ]

Breakfast. After this is all over, we should get breakfast together!!

[ofobedience]

Really. That's what you're thinking of right now.

[...do you know what? If you're still alive after this, he might even let you take him to breakfast]

[boneafide]

Yes it is!!

Oh, hang on for a minute, I'm going to jump off the plane, I'll talk to you in a little while, okay??

[ofobedience]

[Really, it's about time.]

Off you go, then.

1/2

[boneafide]

[ And off he goes... ]

2/2

[boneafide]

[ ...And off he returns, about fifteen minutes later. ]

I'm back!! You can tell me how much you missed me now!!

[ofobedience]

[Honestly? He's marginally surprised to see you're still alive.]

Oh. Terribly.

[boneafide]

I thought so! And I only burned my clothes a little bit this time! You know, I just realized, I think we might need to put off breakfast for when we're back in Oska- since the kitchens here aren't as good as the one there.

[...STILL THINKING ABOUT BREAKFAST SOMEHOW??]