(Yep)

Luna looked around shyly. *I think nearby. Not exactly sure the neighborhood.*

Warren glanced out the window briefly. "...We're in the woods."

*point made. i dont know the woods. but i do think i live near here.* she said, looking around.

Frisk smiled. *so, who are you? quick rundown.*

*ok, so im Luna. i live with my parents nearby. theyre... not the best. i get bullied a lot and i feel petty lonely. it sucks. plus, i... well... i might be getting kicked out at the end of the month.*

(mind if i take over the plot for the moment? i got an idea. lets just say Warren gets his wish, and then some. also, start playing Hopes and Dreams. its gonna be epic.)

(*Epic violin rift begins*
Ahem. Go for it, heh.)

Warren offered a small smile. "Well, you know where I live now!! You could hang out with me and Finn!" He suggested.

Luna smiled. *that would be nice.* she said softly.

(Epic piano joins it)

Suddenly, a clod of dirt slammed into Lunas back, knocking her down. Some teenagers walked over, chortling and smirking. The leader, who was a lot buffer and had some tattoos and a mean sneer, said, *oh, look. The Sleeping Beauty found a prince, and she gets to share him! Whats your names, Your Majesty?* then his followers laughed, smirking.

Frisk grit her teeth, feeling like she was having an argument with Flowey during a Pacifist run. *im Frisk. Hes Warren. And you all are morons and jerks.*

The teeth picked Frisk up by her collar. *what did you say?* he spat into her face.

Frisk coughed. *you all are stupid, dumb, moronic apes who have nothing better to do than fill your nonexistent egos that no one freaking cares about.*

The teen punched her in the face and gave her a bloody nose before tossing her onto the grass like a rag doll, Frisk knocked out.

(Also, Im curious. I noticed that, while some people like the Chibi people in Brilliant Diamond and Shining Pearl [which is a mouthful so it is now BDSP], some dont. Do you have an opinion on that?)

(The overworld sprites have been chibi the entire time. The only difference now is that its high definition.)

Warren took a step back, put up his fists, then let out a sharp whistle to call his Malamute over. "Hey, this ain't your property!" He snapped at the teens, bright green eyes narrowed in agitation. "Go pick on somebody your own size, you jerks!"

(Yep.)

The bullies laughed, and the leader whistles, and a Bloodhound ran over, frothing at the mouth. The bully smirked. *still thinking your so tough?*

Frisk groaned as her pack rustled furiously, making the bullies followers confused and nervous.

Beowulf barred his fangs, fur bristling as he barked and snarled at the intruders. "Gr-r-r-r-WUFF WUFF!!"
"As a matter of fact," Warren huffed, "I do! Tougher than you bullies anyway, picking on a couple of girls!"

The bullies laughed before the leader walked over and punched Warren in the face, giving him a bloody nose and knocking him down.

(Fun fact about Malamutes, they have retractable claws and are responsible for about 7 deaths per 100,000 dogs! :D)

Beowulf about howled in response, the normally gentle mountain of fluff throwing all ninety-five pounds of his weight up against the leader who'd dared mess with his pack, blunt claws digging into the bully's shirt.

Warren pulled himself into a sitting position, wiping his nose on his sleeve. "Tch." He braced his hand against his knee and hopped back to his feet.