Upon entering the restaurant, they also noticed that there was some web on the ground, which reminded them of when they entered Muffet's first place. Frisk knew that the female spider was familiar with them and that they had settled their differences, so they didn't know why a similar sticky trap had been set for them again. They decided to hold those questions for later, as they were sure that they would get answers soon.
As they walked past globs of the web on the ground, they heard a voice echo throughout the almost empty dining establishment that they immediately recognized as Muffet's.
"So nice to see you again, child," Muffet murmured, their voice coming from high above Frisk's head. "I know you're curious about why you're here, so rest assured..." Muffet's voice then stopped, leaving Frisk in silence for a moment.
They were so caught up in listening to Muffet speak that they failed to pay attention to the unavoidable lacework that they had stepped into, but once they realized it, they did not bother to struggle; they had been caught in one of Muffet's webs before, and it didn't scare them as much as it used to. Still, Frisk was beginning to feel a bit apprehensive now that they were in this trap.
Muffet quickly descended from the ceiling and gracefully landed on her feet before continuing, "...this is going to be worth your time!" She winked to Frisk and smiled sweetly and made them smile a little as well from how sincere she seemed. "Now, you have donated a lot of your own money to help me and my spiders make a living, right?"
Frisk nodded in response with a bright smile on their face, feeling proud of helping Muffet so much.
She nodded as well before she continued. "Well, I think I have earned enough money through my restaurant to pay you back," Muffet revealed before sticking out her tongue playfully.
This news surprised and excited Frisk enough to make them raise their hands and whoop with delight, and they would've jumped too if they weren't a bit stuck. "That's really nice of you to do," Frisk cheered before asking in a questioning tone, "Why did you to trap me in webs, though?"
"So, I need a way to relieve myself of it without bothering the cuties I need for my job... and that's where you'd come in."
They stood stuck in the webs for a minute in silence, processing the information they had been delivered; finally, Frisk confusedly guessed, "Y-you want to fart on me?"
"You're so smart, child," Muffet chirped, and when she saw the confusion in Frisk's face, she assured them, "I know you might not like the idea, but it would really help me and my little spiders if you did."
It wasn't the easiest decision for Frisk to make; while they didn't particularly enjoy the smell of flatulence, they would do anything to help someone out. After thinking it through, Frisk looked up at Muffet with a smile and told her, "I'll do it, then!"
Muffet was delighted to hear that, so she stepped over to Frisk and gave them a hug with all of her arms.
Soon, a multitude of spiders crawled in carrying plates of food for both Frisk and Muffet. One plate was set down in front of Frisk with a spider donuts and a cup of cider on it. The other plate had a bean burrito and a can of soda on it, and it was clearly for Muffet.
As Frisk happily ate her spider donut, she noticed how Muffet was scarfing down on her food, as if she was entered into an eating contest, and was a bit startled. They were used to seeing Muffet act ladylike and a little creepy, so it was weird seeing her chow down on her food like that.
Noticing that the child was watching her eat, Muffet giggled with embarrassment and wiped some food off of her chin. She then gripped her can of soda and raised her pinky as she sipped it up, making sure that Frisk saw.
This made Frisk giggle a little as they finished her spider donut and chugged their spider cider fast enough to nearly choke on it. Frisk took a napkin and wiped their own face- then, they patiently waited for what would happen next.
After finishing her soda, Muffet gave the empty can to some spiders and asked them to throw it away. Some more spiders came in carrying plates of more food, which surprised Frisk- they didn't think they were going to be having an all-you-can-eat buffet. Nonetheless, they ate up the arachnid food with appreciation, trying not to look as Muffet ate up her own food.
For that meal, Muffet received a plate full of brussels sprouts that she used her many hands to shove into her mouth. While she wasn't all for the taste of it, she did plan on getting as gassy as she could, so she had to ignore her disinterest in the vegetable.
In the next ten minutes, Frisk and Muffet both received about five more expertly cooked meals. Frisk mostly got some spidery foods and drinks with the occasional surprise on the side, while Muffet would be getting a wide arrange of vegetables and drinks that would cause her gas. Because of how much they were enjoying the buffet, Frisk nearly forgot about the details of this deal. Luckily, the would be reminded of it soon.
Once the last plate was carried away, Frisk was having trouble staying up from how stuffed they had gotten. They were happy when Muffet used a pair of her arms to hold her up, but when Muffet looked into Frisk's eyes with a look of eerie delight, they knew they needed to listen to what she was going to say.
"Here's how it is going to work now," Muffet explained, rubbing her growling stomach with her lowest pair of arms as she simpered at Frisk, "For every five minutes you receive my gas, I'll pay you twenty gold, and by the time we are done, you will have been paid back for all the money you gave me,"
Frisk nodded with a nervous smile, and while they were still just a bit reluctant to smell someone's gas, Frisk knew they would be getting paid for it and they'd be helping someone at the same time. So, they closed their eyes and waited for it to start.
Muffet faced away from Frisk so her rear would be pointed towards their face. Then, she placed a hand on Frisk head and gently pressed their nose between her cheeks. She preceded to push out an SBD that took just a moment for Frisk to smell.
The smell caught Frisk off guard- dead fish and week-old meat- and made them gag a bit. They were forced to inhale again to get more breath, and the smell continued to plague their nose. They tried not to struggle too much because they didn't want Muffet to think that they were ready to quit.
She actually noticed how little they struggled, and it made her chuckle with delight.
"It's so nice to see you cooperating," Muffet told Frisk in a sweet voice. She then heard her stomach grumble rather loudly and announced in a melodic tone, "Get ready for more!"
On cue, Frisk's nostrils were hit with a blast of rotten egg-scented air. They forced themselves to inhale it all, as they knew it would keep the smell from lingering.
Muffet playfully tousled Frisk's hair as a way to take their mind off of the unbearable smells being forced onto them.
"As long as you have a positive outlook throughout this, it won't seem that bad," Muffet urged Frisk in a soothing voice. She then smiled wide and exclaimed, "You know what they say: time flies by when you're having fun!"
While it would've been enjoyable for this whole ordeal to be 5 minutes instead of just over an hour, Frisk didn't have that privilege. Sure, they were constantly reminding themselves of the good that would come from suffering through the spider's odorous farts, but it dragged on regardless of their mindset.
At one point, Frisk nearly passed out from a rather toxic blast of gas, but Muffet was able to keep her awake. A quick shoulder massage and a kiss on the forehead relaxed Frisk and convinced them to continue.
Muffet took complete pleasure in how vulnerable Frisk was to her and her gas, so she didn't try to give mercy to the child. She'd sometimes get so caught up in ripping the smelliest and loudest farts that she'd forget that she was farting on someone. When she managed to rip an especially pungent one, she would act all embarrassed and tell them that she was sorry, but Frisk would just smile and tell her it was fine; so, she stopped apologizing after a while.
At the end of the hour, Muffet removed Frisk from the sticky web that kept them unable to move, and she gave them two bags that added up to the amount of gold that the were owed. She then wrapped her up in a six-armed spider-bear hug and made them feel like all of that was worth it.
"I couldn't have gotten this restaurant if it wasn't for you," Muffet reminded Frisk as she ended the hug, "I know you might not feel like it, but you have really helped me out, and I'll always appreciate that." She then tossed them over to the door with a bit of gentleness and waved goodbye to them until they knew they were out of sight.
Frisk's ability to smell was temporarily damaged by inhaling so much of Muffet's gas. The following day, Sans came home after being sprayed by a mischievous skunk, and Papyrus grew a bit confused when they hardly noticed a difference in Sans's aroma. Even after that, it took a while for people to realize that something was actually wrong with Frisk's sense of smell; it was when they didn't recognize the smell of freshly-baked cinnamon-butterscotch pie that they were given some help.