Grillby's point of view

I slowly regained conciousness and soon began waking up.

A throbbing headache then started to come to place, and the light of the day that peeked into the place through the windows wasn't helping at all.

Groaning, I sat up and took a glimpse of the place I was in.

Where am I, I asked myself.

I decided it would be best for me to get up on my feet, and look for any clues as to where I was at the moment.

As soon as I got up, I instantly regretted it.

A huge wave of nausea hit me.

The world seemed to be spinning around him.

"Sir, you're gonna have to get out of here, you know. My boss is gonna arrive here in an hour for lunch." An orange furred cat monster spoke up, proceeding to take in a deep inhale of his cigarette afterwards.

I grabbed on to the wall and looked at him.

I remembered him.

He worked at the MTT burger thing or something like that back in the Underground.

What was his name though...

Ah, right, Burgerpants!

"Burgerpants?" I said, my usual quiet voice sounding more slurred than ever before.

"Ugh... I thought that stupid nickname was gone..." Burgerpants mumbled under his breath, sounding quite annoyed at it.

"Where... Where are we?" I asked aloud, getting BP's attention.

"We're at a gas station, Grillby was it?" He answered.

A gas station!?

How did I get here!?

Why can't a remember anything!?

Oh... Oh... This is bad.
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Sans' point of view

Opening my eye sockets very slowly due to the piercing light of the sun peeking in through the window and the horrible migraine I had, I began looking around.

"where am i?" I whispered, looking right at the floor ahead of me in a thoughtful way.

Wait.

Floor ahead of me!?

This is wrong!

Gravity doesn't work like this in planets or any other celestial objects!

I quickly began looking around.

As soon as I tried to move, it was all in vain.

Why can't I move? I personally asked myself as I soon started to panic.

Looking down, I realized why.

Oh very funny...

I apparently was duct taped on to the roof.

After heaving a long, relaxing sigh, I sat there immobile for at least a few minutes asking myself many questions.

For example, why can't I remember anything from last night?

Why am I duct taped to the roof?

Where am I?!

A sound of approaching footsteps soon snapped me out of it.

"Sans? What the fuck..."
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Undyne's point of view

"Sans? What the fuck..." I mumbled, still very drowsy from just waking up.

Ever since I woke up at my kitchen, everything has been awful weird to my opinion, and trust me, when I say it's weird, it is weird.

I literally couldn't remember anything from last night!

I quietly stood there in place, processing my thoughts and completely ignoring Sans, who was asking me to help him get rid of the tape desperately.

The last thing I remembered was drinking that cup that... that cat gave us!!!

Burning rage began overflowing through my body.

That cat gave us something!!!

Did he drug us!?

"uhhh... undyyyyyyyyne!" Sans said, attempting to get my attention.

Without saying a word, I fiercely threw a spear at him as a way to liberate my madness that ripped the tape into pieces, making him shriek like the wimp that he is.

"u-uh... undyne... you're krilling me with your 'fintastic' plan" Sans said before falling face flat to the tiled floor with a loud bam after the tape ripped completely in half.

"ow... ow......" he whined, recoiling in pain.

"Stop whining you shirtless wimp. I already have a headache I think you wouldn't want to worsen."

"how do you think i feel!? falling face flat on the floor, with a headache! my ribs and face now hurt! o-ow" he exclaimed.

"Psht. Get over it" I grumbled.
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Alphys' point of view

After a loud bam echoed throughout the house, I instantaneously woke up to the loud sound of it and sat up.

"O-ow" I said, putting my hand over my head.

Migraine...

Slowly standing up, I began making my way out of my room that also belonged to Undyne, aka, my lovely girlfriend I love to death.

I wondered how had I even got into my room, I couldn't remember anything at all.

What was happening?

What time was it?

Before I even opened my door, I managed to hear some muffled voices coming from the hall right out of my room.

It was... Undyne! And Sans!

"how do you think i feel!? falling face flat on the floor, with a headache! my ribs and face now hurt! o-ow"

"Psht. Get over it"

They argued.

Opening the door, I greeted them with a small 'hi'.

"Alphys! My pretty love!"

"alphys save mee"

The two replied in unison.

Undyne rapidly ran towards my direction and embraced me with her hot, muscular arms.

A instantly felt my face heating up.

I my gosh, I'm blushing, I realized.

Letting go of me, sadly to my opinion, Undyne asked me if I felt ok.

I only answered with a small nod.

"W-what happened to Sans?" I asked curiously looking over to Undyne's side at Sans, who was still lying on the ground.

"Let's just say he fell from the roof" Undyne simply responded.

"A-A f-fall from that height is d-dangerous!" I shouted, rushing over to Sans' side to begin pouring some healing magic into his open ribs.

"thanks alph" he thanked me, pushing my hand to the side gently and stopping my magic flowing into him.

"But y-you are still n-not completely healed" I argued.

"m'fine, really." He assured me.

That's when I noticed.

"Gah! Y-You're still sh-shirtless!" I exclaimed, covering my flustered face instinctively from him.

"oh f-fuck" he whispered, putting his arms over his ribs in a way to cover himself.

"Hey, um. Do any of y'all remember what happened last night?" Undyne chimed in.

I took my hands off my face and thought for a short minute.

"No..." I realized.

Undyne and I looked at Sans, hopeful for a yes for an answer.

"sorry ladies but no. i remember nothing..." He said.

None of us remembered last night.
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Mettaton's point of view

I opened my beautiful eyes, waking up from whatever night I had had.

I sat up and stretched my back, taking a glimpse of the light piercing through.

In full honesty, I'm glad I'm a robot.

Why?

Well you see, I don't get hangovers, and that means no headaches due to them.

The only reason something would hurt is if one part of my body is damaged.

I sat there in place for a long minute, relaxed from all my thoughts telling me to get up.

But that didn't last.

"Gah!" I shrieked at the sight of a whole bunch of hungover people sleeping closely next to me as if they were lovers to me or something.

Carefully in order not to wake anyone up, I quickly crawled out of the group.

Phew

I looked around, I was still at the bar I discovered... along with a small handful of people sleeping inside, scattered across the floor.

The karaoke machine was still on, just at a barely audible volume you'd have to concentrate on to hear.

"What happened last night?..." I asked myself softly.

Once getting up, I soon noticed something that really bothered me.

One of my pink, high-heeled, expensive, one of a kind boots was missing.

Looking around in search for it, I ended up spotting something much more valuable to me.

"Papyrus!" I whispered happily as I made my way to him as fast as I could to the other side of the counter.

I tried to shake him awake for at least 2 minutes before I actually got a response from him.
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Papyrus' point of view

"METTATON?" I mumbled at the sight of the celebrity attempting to wake me up.

"Yes Papy, it's me. How do you feel?" Mettaton gingerly asked, caressing my shoulder in a loving way.

Who would have guessed Mettaton had a soft side like this.

"HNNNGG MY HEAD HURTS" I whimpered.

Honestly, I had never felt I headache this bad, nor had I ever been hungover.

So this is how it feels, huh.

"Do you... Do you remember anything from last night?" Mettaton spoke up.

I hummed in a thoughtful way as I processed memories through.

Everything after we drank the nice cat's monster drink he had made for us, was gone.

"NO...." I finally answered.

Mettaton and I sat there next to each other quietly for a long minute.

Heaving a long sigh, Mettaton pulled his phone out of his pocket and went to all his histories.

"Oh my god" he gasped, getting all of my attention in just a blink of an eye.

"WHAT! WHAT IS IT METTATON!" I asked impatiently.

Then I saw it.

I was speechless.
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Well that's all my friends. >:)
Hope you enjoyed the chapter. Honestly, this has been my favorite chapter I've written. It was fun alternating points of views.

By the way, this has been the longest chapter so far! More than 1,500 words! Whew! •<•

Well, that's all finally. I'm listening to some good panic!atthedisco songs. I'm actually having a marathon of their songs. Almost done with all of them. I've been listening non-stop ever since I woke up. Lol. It's today's addiction.