It was around six when Nico left for home. She needed to check on her younger siblings; they had been home along all day. About to reach the front porch of her house, she noticed a plate of sweets on her doorstep. A note read, 'For the sweetest idol in the universe'. Nico's heart swelled with happiness. This was the first time something like this had happened. Deciding there was no harm in eating them, she took one and put it in her mouth. It was spicy. Nico screamed a scream that could melt glass. Desperately trying to relieve the burning sensation on her tongue, she ran to a puddle and began to lick at it furiously. What kind of sick joke was that? She then noticed something off about the puddle. It hadn't rained lately. Either way, there was something in the puddle. A small, white dog. Most likely a Pomeranian. The dog happily rolled around in the puddle. Nico couldn't leave the dog on its own in the puddle, so she picked it up and took it with her.

"Bork." The dog borked. It leaped from her arms and began to run away.

"H-hey! Wait up!" Nico ran after the dog. For a small dog, it was very fast. After a few minutes of running, it led her back to the park. It stopped at the lake and turned to face Nico.

"No…where…to…run…now…!" she said, exhausted. She lunged at the dog, prompting it to jump on her head and kicking off with its hind legs, causing it to stay in the air for a second. Unfortunately, thanks to the laws of momentum, Nico was sent flying forward into the lake. She was submerged for a moment before returning to the surface. Desperately, she tried to reach the bank, but it was too high. And it seemed to be moving upwards. The lake's water was being drained?! Nico screamed as she was sucked into a hole in the lake's bottom.

Sans was at home. He was honing his psychokinetic powers. Ever since the day he became a skeleton, his PSI power had deteriorated. Starting off easy, he turned the pages of a book with his mind. It was a book that belonged to his brother. It was a book intended for young children. But Sans's brother was a…special case. After that, he decided to try lifting a slightly heavier object. He used a badge with a lightning bolt on it and tried to lift it up. Then Sans's phone began to ring.

"Hello, this is Sans. Sans the skeleton." Sans answered the phone.

"It's me."

"Papyrus?" It was Sans's brother. "What's up?"

"The plan worked! I can hardly believe it! I am incredible, if I do say so myself."

"Huh, it actually worked."

"SANS! You need to have more faith in me than that! I am the great Papyrus, after all."

"So, you managed to capture a human child."

"That's right! Ever since we moved to the surface, I've always wanted to capture a human!"

"Yeah…but the Royal Guard is no longer a thing. What do you need the child for?"

"Oh…you'll see."

"Papyrus, tell me."

"I…uh…need a young human with a high number of taste buds to try my delicious spaghetti! I learned that younger humans have more taste buds at the library!"

"That's great, Papyrus. By the way, how'd you pick which child to capture?"

"At the library, I found a magazine about school idols! Most of the idols looked far too old to be children. But I found one that looks young enough!"

"School idol, huh. Well, I hope everything goes your way."

"I'll see you later then, Sans!"

"See ya, bro."

Sans wondered what Papyrus might need with a human child. Human children were abundant on the surface, so why did Papyrus capture a specific one? Papyrus was definitely hiding something. Sans glanced at the time. It was 18:27. Nico must have arrived home, so Sans decided to call her. She was his first human friend since the time a human child accidentally fell into the Underground. As such, Sans was eager to keep in touch, even though it had only been half an hour since they were last together. Sans had got Nico's number for 'business purposes' but decided a casual chat couldn't do any harm. The receiving phone rang, but no one answered. That was odd. Nico's cell phone was on her when she was at the burger stand. Maybe it ran out of battery. Maybe she turned it off? Sans wondered if he should be concerned. They had only just met, but thinking about her, it gave him a special feeling. A strange, passionate feeling, yet a feeling that made Sans feel lonely. Like he was missing something. A train without a track. A duck without a quack. Glancing outside the window, he saw it was snowing. The sight of the snow took him back. Snowdin was a peaceful town. Not much changed with each day. Sans gazed into the lights of the city. He noticed an electronic billboard, advertizing what appeared to be a pop music group. Roman letters spelled 'Snow Halation'. Is that what he should call this lonely feeling? He thought about it for a moment before returning to his practice.