Please note: this story is heavily inspired and based on The Amazing World of Gumball episode 'The Night', and will feature scenes and jokes from the show that have been revamped and altered to suit Undertale.
Also, this story takes place after my previous Undertale story, Outertale. However, details on that story will be kept to a minimum. There will be a couple of nods, but other than that, this story can be enjoyed without having read Outertale first.
Other than that, please enjoy. And try not to fall asleep while reading this.
Dreaming On The Surface
Once, there was the morning…
The morning made way for the afternoon.
The afternoon made way for the evening.
And the evening paved way for the night. The Sun dropped below the horizon and the stars came out in droves. The lightshow above was mirrored by that on the world's surface, among chocked streets and city blocks, and inside houses and homes. The hustle and bustle of the daylight hours diminished and the world, caught in the moon's blue glow, rocked itself into slumber.
Once upon a time, deep in the Underground
Night and day passed without so much as a sound
Now, with the barrier gone, the monsters run free
Under the Sun and under the stars, as it should be
In a quiet country suburb, the yellow windows of those fine, pristine family homes dwindle with each passing minute. At the Dreemurr house – with its wonderful array of flowers out in front and at back –, two windows faintly glow, but not for much longer.
"Goodnight, Asriel," the former king and queen said in unison. "Goodnight, Frisk."
"Night, Mom," Asriel said. "Night, Dad."
Frisk also said goodnight to their mother and father.
A door clicked shut.
Frisk wished their brother, Asriel, goodnight.
"Yeah... night, Frisk."
With a click, two lighted windows became one.
"Goodnight, Tori."
"Goodnight, Gorey."
A second muted switch turned the house dark. The rustle of bedsheets, the crumple of pillows, the chirping of crickets and hoot of a nearby owl saw the family to sleep.
When the former falls and the latter starts to rise
It's time for the people to bid their goodbyes
They slumber and wait for the air to get lighter
Unless their boss tricked them into an all-nighter
Sorry, Burgerpants, but someone's got to be there to serve Legendary Heroes to loyal customers… especially those who walk through the door at three in the morning.
Meanwhile, in a town by the seaside, the people drift off to the gentle sound of surf; waves lapped against bitten sand. In one such house, with a tower and a bridge and plywood nailed over the front window, the girlfriends bid their goodnights:
"S-sweet dreams, Undyne."
A whirl, a pop, and a plasma buzz saw one bedroom go dark for the night.
"See ya tomorrow, Alphys."
A thunderous crash, like that heard when a boulder is dropped, draped the other room in darkness.
If you thought the Underground was strange galore
Wait 'til you see what their dreams have in store
The Land of Nod, a place of great fixation
Limited only by one's imagination
In another such town, the multitude of multi-coloured Christmas lights around one such house went out one after the other.
"And then," Sans recited straight from text, "Fluffy Bunny reached the top of the great big hill, and what did he find? He found all his friends, and they all went 'Peak-a-boo!' It was such a wonderful surprise, for they had prepared a party all along. And so, Fluffy Bunny enjoyed the party with his friends, and everyone had a wonderful time."
Sans closed the book and gently placed it back in its delegated space on the case.
"Nighty night, bro."
"Goodnight, brother."
Sans turned off the light and closed Papyrus's bedroom door before scuffling along the landing to his own. Wasting no time, he engaged in his delicate ritual: he threw off his jacket, kicked off his slippers, and flopped face-first onto his bare mattress. He was out in no time at all.
Off they drift into the unknown
To lands of joy, and puns of bone
Where people can fly, and sparkles fall like confetti
Where rain can be jewels, or even spaghetti
All across the darkened lands, the humans and monsters all started to hit the sack:
Mettaton, in his box form, plugged himself into a socket and shut down for the night.
His cousin, Napstablook, lay on the empty floor one room over.
"Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz."
"Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz."
"Am I asleep yet?"
"Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz."
The Moldsmals stopped jiggling and the Temmies stopped temmieing. Aaron stopped flexing and Washua stopped washing. The Froggits lay down on their Lilly pads, and the dogs curled up in their spots. Madjick hypnotised himself, and Knight Knight finally earned some much needed rest.
So embark with us now as we set sail
To the dreams of those from Undertale
Visions await of horror, joy and laughter
All to be found starting next chapter