You went through the motions, that was it. It wasn't really living, but you had your SD Nani and that was enough for you. At least it was, until a giant cinnamon bun and a skele-demon appear in your life and almost kill you with blue spaghetti. (Warning, I suck at puns therefore Sans well don't expect to much.) This is my first story so be warned. I am adding tags as they become relevant. Right now it's rate M but it might got up in the future depending on how smutty the smut gets, or how violent any violence gets if I add that. Just noticed my formatting didn't transfer over, I fixed chapter one and I'll fix the other two later.