Bullseye (Dadsgore Short Story)

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Long story short, this was a gift I made for someone in a Secret Santa.

Enjoy the story!

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Grunts and groans of frustration echoed through the halls as the young monster trained diligently. Sweat poured from Undyne's blue scales as she continuously threw her spears at various targets. To her upmost dismay, she missed every single one.

"UGH!!! STUPID SPEARS!!!" Undyne roared in anger, forcefully snapping one of her spears in half.

Just as she was about to give up, a large, soft, white paw gently rested upon her shoulder.

"You've gotten better, young one. At this rate, you'll be able to... what do the kids say nowadays..? 'Thrash' me in battle," the fluffy goat king encouraged.

Undyne grunted and forcefully threw her spear to the ground in exasperation. Small tears welled up in her eyes and she couldn't bear to look up at her mentor. Undyne felt Asgore's paw lift off her shoulder, and she half expected him to leave. However, Undyne squealed as Asgore picked her up off of the ground and began to spin her around.

"You need to shake out those negative feelings, young one! Come on! Keep trying!" he encourged with glee.

Upon reaching the ground, Undyne stumbled for a bit, having gotten dizzy. At last, she grabbed ahold of her spear again. Asgore gently guided Undyne to where she should aim. Undyne took a very deep breath, and threw her spear.

BAM.

Undyne hit the target square in the center. She grinned so wide and hugged Asgore ever so tightly.

"Thank you, Dadsgore..." Undyne whispered.