** Mission Log Three **

March 30 / 2:22 PM

This was our third meet up today, we walked over to the sketchy alleyway leading to the cafe'a location. This time, I was carrying a small paper bag of miniature weapons of different kinds inside it. At this point, I already know what she is up to and it's really exciting.

We entered the cafe, seeing her in her usual spot on meet ups. She then lead us down farther into the caverns of the cafe, two more levels deeper underground. I don't even know why this cafe has like 10 levels of  underground booths, it's pretty cool if you ask me.

We walked into our usual spot, it just right under neath our previous one but two more levels lower. “So, you guys know very well why you're here.” She shot us both a grin, I grinned back at her, knowing very well what she is talking about.

“Let's get on with it shall we?”

We spent more than 30 minutes playing with the toy guns. Honestly, they were so cute.

“Okay, okay! On a serious note, we're wasting time here, so we should really get ok with it.” I stated and they both agreed.

“Okay, we mapped out the places that we could take the first and second blows here.” She pointed at the two balconies which at the front of the HQ. “This place is where we could take our third and fourth blow.” She pointed at a what seems like a parkour + gymnasium + courtyard + training station.

“This is where I was always at whenever we get attacked. My trainers would always push me back into a bunker underneath the courtyard just to keep me safe because no one knew about my Father's weapon to use against them one day.” She explains, pointing to different places and a picture of a bunker underneath the courtyard as just as she says.

“My trainers would steep up the spider's level a little more higher for a large amounts of time before they realize that they couldn't detect my presence any more. I didn't know what would happen, so I would sneak out of the bunker quietly then watch everything from afar.” She pointed at spot near a grove of man-made acacia wood trees.

“Hey, maybe we could hide there before we could attack?”

“Yeah, sure, no one ever really goes there. People would even assume that ghosts live there.”

“Well I say a its great idea.”

We continued on the weapons.

“So, the HQ has been rebuilt over and over again due to these attacks over the years. Sometimes it would change interior decoration and furniture, sometimes both.”  we grabbed a gun, a shot gun. My favorite.

"Okay, this is one the most used weapons to kill our staff and my spiders, now take note, I don't want my spiders or staff to die so I asked them to keep fake dying act as much as possible when the attack would start.” We tried to keep our laughter down just from imagining everyone fake dying. It would hilarious to see them still breathing lying on floor.

“Oh, that would be hilarious.” Sans wipes off an Imaginary tear of his eye sockets.

I agree. Now we should really continue with the plan.

“So, no one should use canons or fire balls for any of that matter, I don't wanna keep rebuilding the dng building over and over again, only to get destroyed once more.” She rambles again, I agree with building something but getting destroyed once more is super obnoxious.

“Just use hand grenades that are enough to break the balcony doors, or maybe the door frames around it if you could get more farther than that. Also, use mini hand guns that are disguised as bigger guns because I don't want to endanger my staff. Don't use any thing that could kill my staff, don't use bug spray at all. As long as it's not something that would kill my staff, then it's fine.” She crosses her arms as she finishes.

“Soo, what do we do with the toy guns that we brought?” I asked, she thought for a moment before shooting us both looks.

“Well, from the looks of it, I barely know what most of these guns that you've brought. I'm pretty sure that they're designed to be ‘Muffet Proof’ because I don't know how to use it.” She has a good point, but I don't know what these are either, and what does these have to do with Muffet.

“Well, since you pointed the obvious. These guns were actually used to kill you but they aren't tested yet, so case and point, I didn't care.” Sans shrugs. Well that made sense, now I know why they look so hideous.

“They look awful, I don't know if the design is made to intimidate me or if the machinery is so complicated that needs to be rigged in odd places.” Muffet examines a branch-like gun, it even looks like a branch from a tree. “It's either to intimidate you, or that it's complicated. Case and point, it's both.” He explains, me and Muffet nodded, how strangely odd.

“Well, now that we got some stuff out of the way. Remember the plans, and remember what to do and what not to do.”

And with that, we said our farewells and headed home.

This is mission log 3,  y/n

3 / / 75% diminished

Status     near    completion

Static, transaction complete