A two-story house and tool shed sat by the sea on a cliff, without actually looking out. Coming from the dirt path were two creatures, a tall fish woman with red hair, an eyepatch and blue scales, dressed in casual attire. The other was a short stocky lizard woman with glasses and buck teeth in a lab coat. "Hey, um," the scientist started, "You, you look nice today, Undyne."

"Alphys," Undyne smiled. "We're already dating. You don't need to try so hard."

"Ah, right, right, sorry."

"But besides that..." Fire suddenly seemed to envelope her. "ARE YOU READY TO LEARN TO COOK SOME SPAGHETTI!"

"Uh, yes?"

"I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"

"Yes, I am!"

"That's the spirit!" Undyne made a mad dash to the house, leaving Alphys in the dust. "Undyne! Huff! Huff! Wait!" Alphys eventually caught up to her girlfriend and panted. "Good work!" Undyne gave a thumbs up. "But that's no excuse to not try harder. Now knock on this door!"

"O, pant, K." The doctor gave a few solid knocks on the door. "No, no. Ya gotta do it like this." The spirited woman gave two knocks which shook the building to its foundation. Several crashes could be heard before the door flung open. Stepping out was a skeleton about Undyne's height wearing shorts, a white chest plate and a red cloth around his neck. "ALRIGHT! WHO'S THE WISE GUY- DR. ALPHYS! UNDYNE! YOU'RE HERE!"

"'Sup, Papyrus?" The fish woman took their host into a headlock before mercilessly noogeying him. "AHHH! PLEASE STOP!" She got off him and he brushed off. "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD TREAT THE CAPTAIN OF THE ROYAL GUARD IN SUCH A MANNER!"

"The Royal guard has been disbanded since we came to the surface," Alphys clarified.

"IT DOESN'T MATTER! AS LONG AS THE KING HAS MY FACE IN SHRUB FORM, THE GUARD GOES ON WITH ME!"

"That's the spirit, dork!" Undyne gave a slap to her friend's back, causing him to double over a little. "So, you ready to get cooking?"

"ABSOLUTELY, WE BOTH ARE."

"Oh, is sans joining us too?"

"NO. MY BROTHER IS IN HIS ROOM TINKERING WITH SOMETHING. I MEANT-"

"Alphys, darling, is that you?" Rolling up with a male voice was a rectangular computer box with flashing lights and two gloved arms. "Mettaton! What are you doing here?"

"Well I was in the park on the monkey bars when I thought, 'wouldn't it be great if we could hang out?'" A laugh track played from nowhere. "What's that?" Undyne asked. "Oh, that's from my new sitcom, Nothing But Mettaton. I brought you guys backstage passes, no need to thank me." The machine wheeled back to the couch and lied on his side. "CAN YOU BELIEVE IT!?" Papyrus whispered. "THE METTATON, IN MY HOUSE."

"You're not here to pour rose petals on yourself for eight hours like you did at my place, are you?" Undyne asked with crossed arms.

"Surprisingly enough, no! I heard you were cooking, so I stopped by to get some recipes for my show. Apparently people want to learn how to make things other than Macaroni and Cheese! Who knew? Now come in out of the cold!" The couple entered and looked around. "Wow, it looks just like your old house, inside and out," Alphys remarked. "THAT'S CAUSE IT IS. WHEN WE GOT TO THE SURFACE, SANS HAD SOME GUYS MOVE IT. NEVER MET THEM BUT I TRUST HIM. OH! I ALMOST FORGOT!" Papyrus made his way to the kitchen. "I BOUGHT SOME SPECIAL NOODLES. SINCE METTATON IS HERE, I MAY AS WELL-" As the skeleton opened an obscenely tall cupboard under a sink, he was met with a small white dog with a pack of noodles in its mouth. "YOU!?" The animal yipped and scurried under Papyrus' legs. "WHAT?! IT'S NOT ENOUGH THAT YOU TOOK MY SPECIAL ATTACK, NOW YOU TAKE MY SPAGHETTI!?" The dog went around Undyne and Alphys and out the front door. "Calm down," Alphys began, "I brought-"

"UNACCEPTALE! HE EVEN FAILED TO MAKE A PROPER EXIT! AFTER HIM!" The Royal Guardsman sped not to the door, but jumped headfirst out the window. Shards of glass fell onto a swatting Mettaton. "Hey, watch the face!"

Landing on his feet Papyrus scanned for any sign of the dog. "Yip!"

"AHA!" He spun, "THERE YOU ARE!" The rest watched as their host ran around, hoping to catch the thief. "Should we do something?" Alphys asked. "May as well," Undyne stated. "Can't give a lesson to a tired pile of bones."

"Ooo," Mettatron interrupted, "If you can, please catch that adorable creature, will you? He would make the cutest little helper on 'Extreme Spelunking with Mettaton.'"

In a light blue room, a short skeleton in a blue hoodie and slippers worked beneath a curtain. He twisted and turned nuts and bolts before wiping sweat off his forehead. "Huh," he sighed with a deep, lazy voice. "Yip!" He spun to see a white dog with a packet of noodles. "hey, little guy. how'd you get in here?"

"SAAAAAAAAANSS!" Papyrus crashed through the door screaming his brother's name. "SANS HAVE YOU- AHA!" The dog tilted its head. "YOU SHALL NOT ESCAPE, FIEND! NOW RETURN MY SPAGHETTI OR FACE MY SPECIAL ATTACK!"

"careful pap. it may turn out your bark is worse than your bite."

"SANS!" the tall brother snapped. "YOU KNOW I HATE PUNS! NOW STEP ASIDE!"

"c'mon bro. stop dogging the poor guy."

"THAT DOES IT!" Papyrus barreled at the pup, determined to take back his food. Before he could grab the pest, it skipped out of the way. Papyrus turned bug-eyed before crashing into sans' project. All of a sudden, an alarm blared out as bright light came from under the curtain. "SANS! WHAT DID YOU DOOO!?"

In a fairly unremarkable apartment, a man in his mid twenties was brushing his teeth. His choice of pajamas was similarly boring, white and light blue stripes. His head was entirely devoid of hair, his scalp as bright as a headlight. After spitting and rinsing, he left the bathroom and sat at a table in front of a TV. He turned to the news which began discussing the rebuilding of City A after a devastating alien attack and praising the Hero Association for their valor. "Eh," the man was almost deadpan, "It wasn't that tough." As he reached for a drink, thunder shook the building as a blinding light enveloped his part of the city. Despite the ominous signs, the man failed to look surprised, instead having half-full eyes and closed mouth. When the light faded, he turned back to the television set.

Without warning, the door slammed open attracting the man's attention. "Master Saitama!" The solicitor was a blonde young man with metal arms and black irises and orange pupils. "Oh, hey Genos," Saitama greeted with little enthusiasm. "What's up?"

"I detected a bizarre energy reading in our vicinity. I have never seen anything like it."

"Really? Huh."

"This could be the threat that was foretold. We must act quickly."

Saitama got to his feet slowly, "Well, we better go check it out." With a quick costume change Saitama donned a yellow suit with red boots, gloves and a white cape and stepped out, completely nonchalant about the situation.

sans stepped out of his workshop, eyes closed and hand on the back of his skull. He looked up and saw he was in the middle of a street full of people. "huh. guess it wasn't as bad as i thought it'd be."

"SANS!" Papyrus emerged with a jump. "WHAT HAPPENED!? WHERE ARE WE!?"

"a city. with people."

"AH. HUMANS. WORRY NOT! I SHALL DIFFUSE THE TENSION! AHEM. ATTENTION, HUMANS! DO NOT PANIC! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS AND MY FELLOW MONSTERS HAVE COME WHILST IN THE MIDST OF A COOKING SESSION!"

"Monsters?!" Someone screamed.

"They must be here to cook us!"

"Someone, call the Hero Association!"

While the crowd began running and yelling for dear life, Papyrus looked to his brother. "WHAT'S HAPPENING? I THOUGHT HUMANS WERE COOL WITH MONSTERS NOW." sans just shrugged.

"There you are!" Undyne stepped from the side of the house, Alphys at her side. "What the hell happened?!"

"Oh, God! There's more of them!" Someone cried.

"WELL OBVIOUSLY," Papyrus stated. "THIS IS HOW HUMANS TRY TO RELAX, BY RUNNING AND SCREAMING FOR HELP."

"And how many times have you seen that happened?" Alphys queried.

"NONE."

"Hey," a voice called in front of them. There standing in the road was a man with goggles and a brown track suit.

"hi," sans answered unenthusiastically.

"It's Mummen Rider!" Someone in the crowd shouted.

"Yeah! Mummen Rider!"

Undyne cocked an eyebrow, "Mummy Rider?"

"Mummen Rider!" The man struck a pose. "Class C hero. I'm here to stop you monsters!"

"stop us from what?"

"Uh, you know. Destroying stuff, killing citizens..."

"Why would we do that?" Alphys asked.

The awkward was so thick, you could cut it with a knife. "Well-"

"Get down!" Undyne tossed Papyrus on the ground as something whizzed past their heads. The group looked to their right to see a kneeling figure. "Damn," he muttered. "Just missed." He stood and revealed his black/yellow eyes. "What's your deal?!" Undyne screamed. "You could've killed us."

"That was my intention, yes."

"W-w-wait," Alphys cried, sweat pouring down. "We're not here to hurt anyone. Can't we talk about this?"

"Okay." From their left came a man in a superhero outfit.

"But master-"

"It's cool, Genos."

"OH MY GOD!" Papyrus raced to the newcomer. "ARE YOU SEEING THIS GUYS!? ANOTHER FANTASTICALLY DRESSED SKELETON, JUST LIKE ME!"

"Uh, I'm human."

"WHAT?! BUT THAT CAN'T BE! YOUR HEAD IS SO SHINY AND ROUND!"

Saitama's face darkened before screaming, "I'm human, dammit!"

"ALRIGHT," Papyrus shrugged. "BUT WHEN YOU'RE READY TO ACCEPT THE TRUTH, YOU KNOW WHERE TO FIND ME. THERE. THAT'S MY HOUSE."

Alphys shuffled nervously to the bald hero, "Uh... Are, are you hungry?"

"Yeah, I could eat."

"G-great! We were just in the middle of cooking spaghetti. Do you want to try some?"

"Sure," Saitama strolled to the entrance. "You got any tea?"

"Yeah," Undyne answered hesitantly.

"Cool. Come in Genos; you too bicycle guy."

"Yes, master."

"Uh, okay."

"EXCELLENT! SANS, PREPARE THE HOT WATER!"

"no."

"ALPHYS! REMOVE THE NOODLES FROM THE PACKAGE!"

"You got them back from the dog?"

"NO! BUT I BOUGHT EXTRA!"

Saitama, Mummen Rider and Genos situated themselves on the couch when the monsters came in. "AH! HOW RUDE OF ME!" Taking ahold of the end of a table in the corner, Papyrus dragged it across the hardwood floors. The two legs made a screech that most of the guests winced at. When the piece of furniture had been situated, Saitama pointed to something resting on it. "What's that?" The object in question was a fist-sized stone on a paper plate and covered in sprinkles. "OH THAT'S MY BROTHER'S PET ROCK. HE ALWAYS FORGETS TO FEED IT SO I GRACIOUSLY PICK UP THE SLACK!"

"Huh, a pet rock," Saitama muttered. "Sounds convenient. No having to pick up after it, no worrying about it dying... Genos, think that sounds good?"

"Yes, master." The cyborg diligently stated.

"Ah, come on. I don't want some yes-man blindly agreeing."

"I just do not wish to offend you."

"Oh, spit it out."

"Very well. It is an idiotic endeavor that would best be forgotten."

"Yeah," Mummen Rider dropped in. "It's pretty stupid."

Saitama looked at his compatriots and back at the rock; a simple shrug his ultimate answer.

"Water's boiling!" Undyne called.

"EXCELLENT! UNFORTUNATELY, I MUST LEAVE YOU NOW. SANS! WE HAVE GUESTS!"

"I think sans went around back for something," Alphys answered.

"TYPICAL! NOW WHO'S GOING TO ENTERTAIN THEM!?"

"Did somebody say 'entertain'!?" From Papyrus' room atop the stairs, smoke came billowing out while multicolored lights came on. "Now, live from the skeletons' house! The one, the only, METTATOOOOOOONNN!"

The door swung open as Mettaton burst out, microphone inexplicably in hand as he rolled down the stairs. When he reached the bottom, the TV star struck a pose and confetti burst from behind him. The three guests looked completely underwhelmed, blank stares on their faces while Papyrus started clapping rapidly. The machine bowed, "Thank you! Thank you! You're too kind!"

"Uh, who's this?" Mummen Rider asked.

"Unfamiliar with my story, eh? That's alright, I shall tell you! There was once a lonely bot with nothing but a dream! A dream that one day, he could make it big across the entire Underground! That dream would come true when he met a brilliant scientist: Dr. Alphys!"

The lizard couldn't help but blush and twiddle her claws, "It was nothing, really."

"Don't be modest, darling! With her help, that robot became the biggest sensation amongst all monster-kind! Following the liberation and exodus thanks to the dazzling Frisk (who helped me get my best ratings) he brought his media empire with him, gaining countless new viewers from the surface. Who is that dashing, talented and all-around super guy you ask?! Why it's none other than me, Mettaton!"

The "crowd's" expression remained unchanged. "Still unconvinced?" The machine had his hands on his sides. "Well then, you're in for a treat. You get to sample my latest trick for my talent show: Mettaton's Got Talent." A compartment opened on the beeping figure into which he stuck his gloved hands. "Now stop me if you've heard this. Juggling..."

Bzzz

"Not one, not two but three active chainsaws."

FWOOSH

"On fire!"

Mummen Rider yelled and backed away while Genos' eyes lit up, signaling his attention. Saitama on the other hand, kept a nonchalant look.

"Alright, darlings! In three, two-"

"Tea's done!" Alphys interrupted carrying a plate with a few cups.

"Oh, thanks." Saitama grabbed his drink while Mettatron was frozen.

"Well, there goes the tension. I'll be in my dressing room." The snubbed automaton hopped back to Papyrus' room before making a grand wave.

"That was weird," Saitama stated without emotion.

"I found him annoying," Genos responded to his master.

"Ah come on," Alphys smiled, "he's a pretty fun guy. When you get to know him."

"It's ready!" Undyne's announcement made Alphys jump a bit. From the kitchen, Undyne and Papyrus brought a large plate with steaming spaghetti plopped on it. "DIG IN! I KNOW YOU WILL ENJOY IT AS IT WAS PREPARED PAINSTAKINGLY BY ME!"

Saitama was the first one to take a fork and twist a few noodles; Genos and Mummen Rider followed suit. After the bald hero took a bite, he looked up at his hosts. "WELL? IT'S AMAZING RIGHT?"

"It sucks."

"WELL OBVIOUSLY TO YOU. YOU'RE A SKELETON WITH NO TONGUE! I WAS TALKING TO THEM."

"In truth, I had my taste sensors off."

Mummen Rider scrunched his face before gulping. "It's...great."

"NYEH HEH HEH! OBVIOUSLY! A DISH MADE BY THE CAPTAIN OF THE GUARDS AND FORMER CAPTAIN HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO BE DELICIOUS. PLEASE HELP YOURSELVES WHILE I GET CHAIRS." Papyrus sprinted out the door while the guests were as apathetic as before. "Sorry," Undyne made a big grin. "He was in charge of the sauce. It's a work in progress."

"Well," Saitama reached with his fork, "No sense in it going to waste."

"I'M BACK!" Papyrus came holding a bunch of metal flip chairs and quickly set each up. "THERE!" The skeleton plopped himself in one while his two female friends did the same. "GOOD THING OUR SHED GOT TRANSPORTED TO WHEREVER WE ARE."

"Oh," a lightbulb went off in Alphys' head, "I forgot to ask: where are we?"

"City Z," Genos stated.

"And where's that?" Undyne couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. Alphys pulled out a phone from her pocket and clicked the screen with her claws. Her eyes widened, "You guys. My GPS isn't working! It's as if we left our planet entirely."

"That may be entirely possible," Genos cut in. "Before you arrived, the energies detected were completely alien from any we've known."

"WAIT! ARE YOU SAYING...!?"

"We were teleported by that light!" Undyne realized.

"OH. I THOUGHT THAT I MIGHT HAVE ADDED TOO MUCH SALT TO THE SPAGHETTI. SINCE SUCH AN IDEA IS LUDICROUS, I'L GO WITH YOURS!"

"Oh no," Alphys hung her head, "What are we gonna do!? All my research, my lab, my... my... my anime. I'll never see them again!"

"Hey, don't worry," Undyne patted her girlfriend's back. "We got each other, right?"

"Y-yeah. We'll be fine, we're all together."

Papyrus got between the two and group hugged them. "Thanks, urgh, Papyrus," Undyne muttered. "NO PROBLEM!"

"So," Saitama began, "Who are you guys?"

"GLAD YOU ASKED! I AM THE GREAT PAPYRUS! CAPTAIN OF THE ROYAL GUARD WHICH CONSISTS OF MYSELF! HERE WE HAVE UNDYNE, FORMER CAPTAIN OF THE ROYAL GUARD AND MY COOKING BUDDY. NEXT TO HER IS DR. ALPHYS, FORMER ROYAL SCIENTIST AND AVID PUZZLE ENTHUSIAST LIKE MYSELF! YOU HAVE ALREADY MET THE FAMOUS METTATON-"

"Unless you want a reintroduction!" the machine called from upstairs.

"We're good," Saitama called.

"AND FINALLY MY BROTHER SANS!" The skeleton looked to his side to find an empty space of air. "OH FOR THE LOVE OF- SANS! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

"you rang?" The shorter brother just entered the building, hands in his pockets.

"THERE YOU ARE! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!"

"fixing the cable." sans went to the edge of the couch and pulled from the cushion a remote. With a click, the TV flashed to life. "shame we don't got a pool. otherwise, we could go boob tubing."

"ARGHH!" sans' brother groaned and stamped his foot. "WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT JOKES?!"

"tell 'em as much as you can?"

"YES! AS LONG AS THEY AREN'T PUNS!"

"really? i think they're pretty punny myself."

"Anyway," Alphys spoke over the tall skeleton's whining, "who are you guys?"

"We are members of the Hero Association, dedicated to fighting monsters and saving lives."

"Is that a job or something?" Undyne asked.

"Yes. We are divided by our abilities and skills from class C to S. I am class S while Mummen Rider is C and my master is B."

"Wait," Alphys interrupted. "If he's class B, why do you call him 'master'."

"He may not look it, but master Saitama has power that is unrivaled to say the very least. It goes far beyond something as trivial as classification."

"Is that so?" Undyne grinned. "If that's true, do you wanna step outside? I'm sure I can give you a fight to remember."

"Nah," Undyne's smile shrunk. "I'm eating. Some other time, K?"

"Looking forward to it."

"hey guys. check out the news."

"Ooh!" Mettaton called. "Am I in it?"

"no."

"Phooey."

On the screen, a female reporter was standing outside with a group of people. "...are terrified to approach the site."

"LOOK SANS! OUR HOUSE IS ON TV!"

"It has been twenty minutes since Demon Cyborg, Mummen Rider and Caped Baldy entered the building with the mysterious monsters. With no commotion and only the skeletons entering and exiting, people have begun to fear the worst."

"That can't be good," Undyne noted.

"There has been no response from the Hero Association. It's speculated-" the woman gasped as she saw something behind the camera. It turned to see something flying towards them. "Is that?" The crowd erupted in cheers as the camera went back to the reporter. "It is! Ladies and gentlemen, it seems that Tornado herself has come to investigate the situation! Whether if it is a sign of the severity, we can only speculate, but the crowd is electrified!"

The figure landed at the door and before the group inside heard more commentary, the front door launched from it's hinges and blown into the kitchen. Cloaked in sunlight came the figure from before. The monsters (save for sans) were stunned to find it was a girl that was a foot taller than sans. She only wore a black dress and a determined, if slightly frustrated stare. Her hair was green and mid length, the ends inexplicably forming curves upward. "Hey!" She called to the three heroes on the couch, "What the hell are you guys doing!? I fly all the way here and I find your asses planted eating crap noodles! You think I didn't have anything better to do than see these monsters who look like they were scrapped off someone's shoe!?"

"What!?" Undyne leapt onto the table with a menacing grin. "Who do you think you are, you damn brat?! You break down our door and insult us for no reason! Didn't your parents teach you manners?!" The girl, assumedly Tornado, answered with her own dirty look. "Brat?! I'll have you know that I'm twenty-eight! If anyone deserves a scolding it's those bags of bones, your fishy ass and that four-eyed cretin!"

"That does it!" A teal spear materialized in Undyne's hands and with blinding speed, she hurled it at Tornado's head. Inches from reaching its target, the projectile stopped in midair. "What?!"

The spear flipped around and was sent back to Undyne. She barely ducked out of the way, the lance catching a few red hairs before firmly implanting into the wall. Tornado smirked, "That it?"

"I'm just getting started," Undyne growled.

"WAIT!" Papyrus, who had up until that point had his mouth firmly agape, grabbed the rest of the spaghetti and a fork and jumped right in front of their unexpected guest. "MISS! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS WOULD LIKE TO APOLOGIZE FOR UNDYNE'S BEHAVIOR." He lowered the dish in front of the girl and winked his eye. "BUT I ASSURE YOU, A LADY OF YOUR STATURE WILL BE TREATED WELL HERE! I WILL GIVE YOU THE BEST SPOT ON THE COUCH AND LATER WE CAN TAKE A RIDE IN MY BED!"

She winced as the heroine put out a hand and sent Papyrus flying next to the spear without touching him. "Whatever. I'm leaving. You losers can stay with the freaks and play tea party all you want." The girl walked out the door and when she was outside, flew away.

"WHO- WHO WAS THAT?!" Papyrus breathed after standing up.

"That is Tornado," Genos answered. "Class S rank two. She is the second highest ranked hero in the association due to her impressive telekinetic powers."

"Papyrus!" Undyne interrupted. "What were you doing?! She breaks your door, insults your friends and you apologize?!"

"I-I DON'T KNOW," Papyrus quaked. "I JUST LOOKED AT HER AND SOMETHING HAPPENED. I WANTED TO SHOW HER MY ACTION FIGURES! I WANTED TO MAKE AN EXTRA SPECIAL DINNER FOR HER! I WANTED US TO GO OUT DRIVING ON MY RACECAR BED WITH NO ONE ELSE AROUND! WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME?!"

"probably gas."

"REALLY?! WHAT MUST I DO?!"

"Excuse me," Mummen Rider raised his hand. "Not that it's any of my business, but it sounds like you have a crush on Tornado."

"A crush? On her?!" Undyne scoffed. "You can do better than that brat, Pap."

"PERHAPS! BUT THIS STRANGE FEELING INSIDE ME IS TELLING ME THAT I MUST PURSUE THIS HUMAN TORNADO! THEREFORE, I SWEAR ON MY HONOR AS A ROYAL GUARDSMAN THAT I WILL GO ON A DATE WITH HER! THEN SHE WILL BECOME AS ENTHRALLED AS THE HUMAN WAS WITH ME ON OUR DATE!"

"Whatever floats your boat," Saitama deadpanned.

"THANK YOU, FELLOW SKELETON! KNOWING THAT SUCH KIND WORDS COME FROM MY FASHIONABLE PEER FILLS ME WITH HOPE! I'LL BE IN MY ROOM READING THE DATE BOOK FROM THE LIBRARBY!"

"Oh, perfect!" Mettaton called from above the stairs. "I can't wait for you to see how I've placed those little statues!"

"MY ACTION FIGURES?! NO! I HAD JUST GOTTEN AN ORDER!"

The skeleton passed the robot on the stairs and rushed into his room, slamming the door quite loudly.

"Well," Saitama stretched, "Guess we better go, I almost forgot it's two-for-one on chicken at the supermarket."

"Of course, master."

"Hold on!" Alphys interjected, "You, um, said you're heroes, right? Like a job?"

"Yeah."

"Well, how would one go about doing that?"

"I wondered that too," Mettaton added, "After all, it would be an excellent way to get a start in this world's television business."

"There are forms applicants must fill out," Genos explained. "After that, those entered must pass a physical and written test."

"Heh," Undyne smiled. "You thinking about being a hero Alphys?"

"Me? Oh, no no no. I was just thinking that it'd be cool if you did it. I mean it'd fit you perfectly and we don't know how long we're stuck here so..."

"Yeah!" The fish woman grabbed her girlfriend in an arm lock around the back. "Sign us both up!"

"Wait! What-?!"

"Me too!" Mettaton shouted with a raised arm.

"I AS WELL!" Papyrus yelled from his room. "IF I AM TO WIN THE HEART OF FAIR TORNADO, I MUST SHOW HER AND THE WORLD MY DEDICATION TO JUSTICE!"

"What about him?" Saitama pointed to sans.

"nah. i'm not cut out for the hero biz. trust me."

"IT IS TRUE! HE IS QUITE LAZY! I OFTEN CATCH HIM SLEEPING FOR EIGHT HOURS AT A TIME! CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT?!"

"Fine, Genos, you remember where to get the forms, right?"

"Let me do it," Mummen Rider volunteered. "After all, it's on my patrol route."

"Sure." The group shuffled outside, Mummen Rider flashing a thumbs up before exiting. "Thanks for having us. I'll drop the forms off tomorrow."

"yeah. glad we hel-met ya."

It took all of Mummen Rider's stamina to not groan at sans' goodbye joke before mounting his bicycle and riding off.