Nate sighed, rocking in his purple and black gamers chair. He was bored, with his two series finished and Brett on vacation, he really didn't have anything to record. Well, for music, he had his Undertale album coming out that day and the ones he was working on were done.

"What to do?" He mumbled. Morgan was out too, shopping for some clothes and other things she needed. Nate then got up as he needed some water.

He walked out his recording room and to the bathroom, since it was closer and downstairs was too far for him right now. Nate turned the faucet on and scooped some water up, drinking it from his hands.

He then looked up, and cocked his head. Nate's reflection wasn't the same as it should be. His hair was messy and long, his eyes were blood red with black shadows lining his eyes. He also have these odd tear streaks down his face. Looking closer, he saw he was also taller and more muscular.

"Natemare." Nate said.

"Hello Nathan. Seems you like my new body. It's much better than yours." Natemare snarled, chuckling. "But I can help you, for a price of course."

Nate thought for a moment. Did he really want this? Morgan always said he looked great, but was she telling the truth? He was short and skinny, not tall and muscular.

Nate then nodded. "What price?"

"I am in need of your friend, Matthew. He holds something I need. Nothing like taking over the world, but he's too close to knowing something he shouldn't." Natemare asked. He smiled and pulled himself out of the mirror.

"Now, do we have a deal?" Natemare stuck his hand out.

Nate grinned. "One MatPat, coming up." He shook Natemare's hand.

<Later>
The doorbell rang. Mat was here.

'Too easy.' Nate thought. 'Just him for all that power?'

Nate got up from their leather couch and walked towards the wooden door. He heard the bell again, and walked faster. "Coming!" He called.

He opened the door and saw the theorist himself there. Mat was smiling, oblivious to the situation he was about to be in.

"Welcome Mat! We're recording upstairs! It's the second door to the left, and I'll be up there in a minute. Gotta grab somethings down here!" Nate smiled falsely.

Mat nodded and grinned. "Well, I'll meet you up there then!" He walked inside and upstairs, to "meet" Natemare.

Nate chuckled darkly and walked into the bathroom on the first floor. Natemare was waiting for him there, grinning like a madman.

"It's done Natemare, now you fill your end." Nate stated.

"Gladly. Now, if you need help, call me. Time for some fun." Natemare nodded and vanished. He heard a scuffle upstairs and the same sound of teleporting. Mat was gone.

"Now how will he-ah, I see." Nate looked on the counter. A large bottle of pills was on the marble, with a note next to it. It was instructions for taking the pill.

"Take one with water and wait for results. Take one at the time to avoid mutations and other side affects." Nate read aloud. He grabbed a pill and filled a glass with water.

"Let's try this." Nate then moved his head back and took the pill. Nothing happened. "The liar. It didn't work.
Maybe more than one....nah. I'll wait."

Nate hid the bottle in the top of the cabinets, behind rows of toilet paper and tissues. Cocking his head, he reached back and poured some of the pills in a bag for later.

As he sat on his bed and put the bag down, he felt a burning feeling in his chest. Nate squeezed his eyes shut, waiting for something to happen. But he passed out before he could see anything happen to himself.

<Later>
Nate woke up, with all of his limbs aching and tender. He groaned and sat up, reaching for his bed. As he reached for the bed, he noticed his hand and arm were longer and bigger, as well as muscular and toned.

He smiled to himself.

"The shows about to start."