As far as dummies go, the Mad Dummy was not one for displaying clothes or taking part in a window scene in some mall. He'd tried that, but his frequent complaints of insubordination by the inanimate mannequins made him a less than exemplary employee.

After the barrier went down, the mad dummy had requested a newer, sturdier body. With it, be began a long and unsatisfying job hunt. Store after store hired him, and store after store fired him.

"You can't destroy your display just because you think that other are looking at you funny. THEY. AREN'T. REAL."

"Please don't challenge the customers to fight. It scares them." ... "No, not challenging you doesn't make them cowards."

"Please stop bringing explosives to work."

"HIDING EXPLOSIVES INSIDE MUSHROOMS IS NOT ANY BETTER."

In other circumstances, these incidents would have gotten an employee both fired and arrested, but as laws concerning the rights of monster were still on the drawing board, most employers were forced to be extremely tolerant.

This tolerance did not include nearly blowing up a Forever21, and the Mad Dummy was, once more, forced into unemployment. He decided to reurn to the Underground. It wasn't going to be permanent, but he felt he needed time away from the ever-so-fragile humans.

This social vacation was not, however, meant to be.

With the barrier down, the Underground was as open to the humans as the surface was to monsters. Even now, months after the fall of the barrier, humans streamed through the Underground, staying at the inn, betting on snail races, and touring the areas as if they were at an amusement park. It infuriated him.

His home, the dump, was quiet. No humans strolled through, preferring dry land over a damp, odiferous dump. It was peaceful.

Th Mad Dummy trudged through the murky water, leisurely perusing the piled of garbage. Sometimes the humans dropped something interesting.

He was grabbing a bite to eat from the cooler when he heard splashing in the general direction of Waterfall. Alphys was the only visitor, and she used a different entrance.

Humans.

This human picked a bad day to go dumpster diving.

As the human approached, he prepared himself for a confrontation. From the other side of a pile of trash came a man's voice.

"I'm looking for a... Mad Dummy? Is anyone here?"

The mad dummy froze. Someone was... looking for him?

"If you're here, I'm leaving a note on this wall. I run a haunted house in Ohio. You're just the kind of person we'd like to have on our team. This note has information on how to contact me and where you will be working, as well as a basic job description."

After some rustling around and some hammering, the man splashed back to Waterfall. After verifying the human's departure wasn't some cowardly trick, the Mad Dummy examined the note.

They wanted to pay him to terrorize people?

He was mad, not stupid. Time to find a phone.