#pizzaland

Me: I really need to spend more time working on my book. Brain: More like you need to spend time playing Undertale. Me: No. I've played enough Undertale-- Brain: Blasphemy! Me: --and now I'd like to get some actual work done. Brain: Are you telling me that going up against Megaton-- Me: Mettaton. Brain: --Mettaton isn't hard work? Me: Well, I'd like to have a creative accomplishment that I might be able to profit from. Brain: Fair enough. So what's your book about, pizza robots? Me: It's about a Showbiz Pizza Place in a city that already has sentient robots. Brain: So, like, Five Nights at Freddy's? Me: ... well, at its core, yes, they're both about pizza robots that come to life, but that's where the similarities end. Brain: Oh, you know what game you should make your book like? Undertale. Me: No, Brain. Brain: Undertale is so good! It's complex themes about the nature of choice, the tragic backstory, the intense final battle and the bittersweet-- Me: Except for the style of humor, nothing about Undertale is compatible with my pizza robots. Brain: Well, then, you should write a book that's more like Undertale. Ooh, how about one about the civilization in the subway system you cut out of CyberSaber7? They're due for a comback. Me: I'm writing THIS book, Brain. I'm already tens of thousands of words in. I just need to get through it. Brain: More like you just need to get through another pacifist run of Undertale to see all the cool stuff you missed the first time. Me: If I play Undertale, will you leave me alone about it? Brain: In all honesty, it'll probably just encourage me. Me: Okay. So, they're at the pizza joint and the ticket counting machine is broken-- Brain: Maybe the pizza robots could be playing Undertale? Me: Undertale is not an arcade game nor does does it exist in this universe. Brain: But it could. Me: But it doesn't. Brain: Did you realize you're playing Undertale right now? Me: What? No I'm not, I'm writing in an Open Office document-- DAMMIT, BRAIN, WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN? Brain: I'm the brain. I control you. Now solve the puzzles. Me: You solve them, you're the brain. Brain: Solve them or I'll start listing all the ways you can die and give you a panic attack. Me: Yes, sir. ~*~ Epilogue Three days later the same thing happened with King's Quest.