Post-True-Pacifist FRISK headcanon for Clover. I do not own the pfp.

Been a wild day, you know? Lots of stress at work, and all that. You were living around the main city square, trying to have a good day. Since you were off-duty, you decided to go out for a vacation.

The desert! More preferably, a 1:1 copy of the Dune Biome of the Underground, cowboys.. saloons.. everything is here!

As you made your way to the Dunes, you tripped over a rock and landed face-first on god knows where, yikes.. what a far jump. As you look up, you saw a Human, with a revolver, pointing the revolver at your head.

"Hey you! Who are you!?" They look like they aren't joking around.