A/N: Hi everyone. I posted two chapters at once so if you didn't read the previous one, uh you may need to do that. Please R&R. Any little review will do.


The guard shifted her position a little; a small rock had slipped in between her armor to dig into her shin. Undyne added it to the list of the reasons why she hated Hotland as it slid around inside her greaves. She restrained the urge to wipe the sweat that beaded along her face. Her single gold eye stayed fixated on the crumbling building across the empty path. Everything was still, too still. "I fail to understand why I was needed here," an even voice stated breaking the stillness. Undyne tore her gaze away from the building to look back at the monster behind her. She frowned slightly.

The skeleton was looking at her phone, if it was anyone else, she would have thought the monster bored. Her green eyelights looking up a moment to meet the fish monster's eye that narrowed in frustration. "I am a noncombatant and therefore useless in a raid," she added. "I also have other taskings to care for. To be specific, I need to pick up an order from Gerson."

"Quiet, nerd. You want them to hear us?" Undyne whispered harshly, pointing to the building across the street. How could she think about shopping at a time like this. "Lives could be at stake. That's why you are here." The guard turned back to the building just as a slender lizard monster entered looking over his shoulder before entering. The captain held her hand up before pointing to the building, ignoring the healer at her back. Quietly, armored monsters slipped into sight each bearing an orange Delta Ruin. "Stay here, if I need you I'll send a signal," she said over her shoulder to the healer who put her phone away. If the other understood, Undyne didn't wait to know. She padded across the street, keeping her body low.

Her guard followed her, stopping with their captain with barely a clatter of metal. The fish monster crouched beside the door, ready to enter as soon as her second-in-command opened the door. The burly bear monster reached a paw to the doorknob. With a nod, he swung it open. Undyne charged in, magic spears sprouting like a barrier as a single spear formed in her hand.

The crowd of monsters in the building froze as blue spears floating in front of them. Gold pieces scattered around the ground, their movement causing the only sound in the building. "What do we have here?" she boomed as her guard circled the edges of the small room. The captain marched forward, the mass of monsters parted for her as she reached the cleared center of the crowd. Two monsters glared at her while, keeping their eyes on the other. The obvious wounds caught Undyne's eye. "A fight club?" Undyne said though phrased as a question, she knew the answer, "And you didn't invite me?" She threw her head back in a laugh. "You are all under arrest. Round them up, boys."

There was a growl from one of the previously fighting monsters. Undyne swung the spear in her hand to dissipate the bullet that they cast her way. She charged at the monster, pinning them down in seconds before slapping the magic-suppressant cuffs on their arms.

The guards rounded the rest of the monsters without incident. It didn't surprise the captain. The King would give the criminals a slap on the wrist and then they would be back on the streets in a couple of weeks. No lasting consequences for the illegal fighting ring. It was because of groups like this that ferals were an issue, it was because of monsters like them weaker monsters died. She grit her sharp teeth as she lead her caravan out of the building. She couldn't fault the king; monsters would have to be strong to stand a chance against the humans. She just wished that innocents wouldn't get hurt. She gave once last look behind her. There was a symbol at the doorframe. What appeared to be a broken hourglass. She took a mental note, but continued to urge her soldiers out.

Avenir was standing across the street. The captain led the captured monsters toward the healer. The skeleton marched past the fish monster, her eye-lights scanning the convicts. Undyne continued the group's force marched toward the capital for their sentencing.

…..

The fish monster ran her webbed hand through her red hair as she left the prison. The monsters held behind the bars glared at her as she passed. The guard knew that some of them were quite strong from illegally gained LV, one could feel the heavy presence of magic. She exited the dreadful building sighing to herself as she walked into the blistering heat. She daydreamed of the cool rain of Waterfall, of dim crystals, and a warm cup of tea. It was a perfect way to unwind after the long day she had. She grinned widely leaving Hotland behind to stomp into the Riverperson's boat.

They didn't say a word to her as the boat surged through the water slowing to a stop in Waterfall. Undyne exited, dropping a handful of gold into the boat. Her ear fins perked as she marched through puddles their cool water a relief from the steaming Hotland. Changing directions slightly, she passed her home. She walked the dark caverns until she reached a familiar shop.

"Hey old man," she called as she entered the shop. The old turtle monster leaning on the counter straightened up. Which didn't make the monster any taller or look anymore awake.

"Hi, guppy. Don't just stand there. Get in 'ere," the gruff turtle called waving the fish monster over. His single eye looked up at the taller monster, his other was covered with a golden eyepatch. "Grab that box, small fry. The delivery gal put it too high," the older monster said pointing to a box on a high shelf. Undyne grinned at the familiar tone.

"Get it yourself, old man. I just got back from a massive raid. Those punks had no idea what was coming." The guard stood proudly. The turtle cortled before coughing.

"I just saw that healer girl. She's a strange one. Are you sure she isn't the robot that your pal made?" the shopkeep asked as he turned to the box.

"Nope, just a weird nerd. What did she get?" Undyne asked as she reached for the box. Her extra height was just enough to grab hold of the corners.

"Two sets of armor," the older monster replied. Undyne slid the box off the shelf.

"Two?" Undyne asked dropping the box on the counter with a thud. Why would she need two more? The guard thought back to three days ago. At the arena, the small skeleton and the sound of bone tapping repeatedly. The taller skeleton who nearly died. Two small waves. The healer trailing behind two male skeletons, hands still glowing with green magic. "Must be for them," she mused.

"Yup, the SOULless healer does have a SOUL," the turtle gruffed, "Get on home." He waved the younger monster towards the door. "I can't close with ya here."

"Sure thing, old man. Have fun sleeping with your trash," the fish monster called out pointing to the shelves of random items.

"They're treasures, guppy," the turtle shouted as the guard left the the shop and turned to her home. She walked slowly, taking in the damp air. The dark, cool air soothe her SOUL. After the day she had, she needed this.

A soft song drifted through the air. The notes were a bit shrill, but the melody flowed like a bubbling spring. Following the noise, the guard walked to her neighbor's house. A small fish monster sat in front of the pink house, her eel-like bottom half draped along the ground. Her eyes were shut as she sung her tune. "Hey, Shyren. Nice song."

The fish stopped immediately, lowering her face as her bangs fell in front of her face. "Thank you," Shyren replied softly, her voice barely carrying to Undyne. The shorter monster wrung her fins together silently. The two aquatic monsters looked at each other in awkward silence.

"Well, I am going home. Come over anytime," Undyne called out as she made a strategic retreat. The shy monster didn't say a word and the song didn't start again. The captain shrugged walking to the door of her own home. The jagged teeth-like door opened. Undyne wiped her boots off on the welcome mat before entering.

She unequiped her armor and slipped off her boots before walking to her kitchen. Reaching into the cabinet over the oven, Undyne pulled out a pile of tea boxes. She hummed to herself as the shuffled the boxes. Golden tea seemed like a good idea now. Putting the other boxes away, the guard began boiling water in a tea kettle.

It took only moments for the guard to sit herself at her table with a steaming cup of tea. She took a sip. It burned her tongue, but she was tough enough to handle it. Her single eye looked over her house. It was too quiet, it grated on her nerves. It made her tense as if something was waiting to jump out at her. She pulled out her phone, selecting Alphys's number. She held the phone to her ear-frill listening it to the rings.

UT~UT~UT

Alphys twisted her hands nervously. Her claws made little clicks with the motion. The noise made her SOUL pulse faster. She moved her hands to her lab coat, tugging on the sleeves. This made the lab uncomfortably silent, only the faint buzzing of electronics providing background noise. Her thick tail curled around her feet. "So what did you need to tell me?" the childish voice asked. The scientist knew the voice, she had heard it often enough. She knew that the being wasn't something to fear. But the lizard monster looked away from the black beady eyes that looked up from the endtable by her bed. The dark depths seemed to peer right through her. "You saw the king today. What did he said?" the flower asked, changing the subject if just slightly. She had told him why the king had summoned her. He knew whatever happened in that throne room had to do with him.

Alphys shifted uncomfortable from the flower's stare. "Uh, I , uh. Yes, the King ca-called me. He-he called me. He-he told me. Uh, he-he wanted the re-results of my ex-experiment," she stuttered, her hands finding each other. The clicking of claws filled the space between the two. The flower bobbed impatiently. She kept her bespeckled eyes on the white walls. "I know that you didn't want to see him when you first woke up, Flowey. But he is very interested in the effects of DETERMINATION. This could get us to the Surface," she rambled, breathing rapidly.

"He wants to see me?" Flowey asked, cutting off the lizard monster. He tilted his petaled head, mouth turning to a frown. Alphys pulled off her glasses to wipe them on her lab coat. The flower in front of her was fuzzy now. Somehow that made this situation a little better

"Y-yes, you don't have- have to- to worry. He-he isn't that-that ba-ad," Alphys stuttered. "He'll pr-pr-probably be glad to se-see you," the lizard continued. She put her glasses back on her face, balancing them on her snout.

The flower turned his stem around reaching into the air with his leaf. It curled around empty air for a moment before he released the air. Flowey turned back to the scientist. His squared his leaves and flared his petals. "I'm ready. Let's go see the King," the experiment said. The scientist stared at the bold proclamation. There wasn't even the faintest sign of fear. He looked only determined to follow through. Alphys nodded.

"I'm going to pick you up," she warned reaching out to lift the potted flower off of the end table. Flowey bobbed a little, but the movement wasn't unpleasant. "Okay, Okay," Alphys muttered nervously to herself. "Le-let's go th-then," the lizard announced but remained planted where she stood.

"Alphys?" Flowey said tilting is head so he could look at the scientist. "Aren't we going to go?"

"R-right," the scientist replied, taking slow steps to the escalator. Her toe claws clicked against the tile. She stilled at the top of the moving escalator.

"Ugh, are we going or not?" the experiment complained. His petals ruffling at the question, but his tone was a bit higher than normal. The scientist nodded, taking the last step. The pair glided slowly to the first level.

Alphys waddled to the exit. She passed her desk covered in papers and used ramen cups. The elevator to the lower labs was closed. "So. um. What did you-you think about the sh-show last night?" she asked the flower in her arms.

"I don't get why that human girl had cat ears. Humans don't have cat ears," the flower answered. "I found it all ridiculous."

Alphys lowered her head, the tip of her snout almost touching the top petals of the flower. "Ye-yeah, I guess. I th-thought it it was co-cool."

The flower scoffed, "Whatever, other than the cat ear thing. I guess it was okay." Alphys rose her head, but didn't continue the conversation with the flower. It was probably for the best as they walked the steamy streets of Hotland.

There were monsters walking down the streets. Each rushing to eat lunch. Alphys continued keeping her pace steady.

After a long and silent journey, the pair were standing outside of the throne room. "Ar-are you re-ready? If-if not we can go back. I found a new anime that you might like. It is about this high school student who finds this notebook. But it is a special notebook."

"I am ready," the flower responded.

"Are-are you sure?" the lizard pressed, holding the plant a bit tighter.

"You said he wasn't that bad," Flowey pointed out, poking her snout with a leaf. With a deep breath, the scientist entered the throne room. The sun glowed directly overhead, making the yellow flowers all that more bright.

The king stood at the end of the room, back facing the pair. "Alphys, good of you to answer my summons." The goat-like monster turned around to face the pair in his hand was a blue watering can. "I have to admit. I was curious on this big surprise that you needed to show me," He placed the can on the ground. He wiped his wet paw off on his purple tunic. Alphys noted that without his armor he was still large and imposing.

"I- I. Uh, Ye-yes. It- It- is right here," she said, holding out the potted plant. Asgore padded closer to the pair. He knelt closer to inspect the flower.

"I see," he stated looking the flower. His brown eyes wrinkled as he tilted his head. "I have to admit. I do not see the significance of this flower."

Alphys shifted back, wrapping her tail around her legs. The flower perked up, tilting his face to look up at Asgore. "Howdy," he greeted, his voice chirpy.

The king straightened in shock. "It speaks," he stated, brown eyes wide.

"Ye-yes, when injected with pu-pure DETERMINATION, th-this flower gained con-consciousness," Alphys explained.

"Fascinating. What do you call it?" Asgore asked, a single clawed finger reaching out to brush a delicate petal.

"My name is Asriel," the flower said, his tone pleading. Flowey placed a leaf on the outstretched paw. The king's eyes darkened.

"Do you mock the memory of my son?" the king asked, dark eyes looking down at the lizard. She squeaked, pulling the pot to her chest. A glowering red trident materialized in the king's paw.

"Not again," the flower in the pot groaned. Alphys didn't have time to react to the strange sentence before the trident ran her through.

UT~UT~UT

Flowey woke up or something of the like. The dark void that he was previously in after his father killed him was replaced with the lab. He should feel angry, but he didn't. He felt nothing. It was just a minor set back. It didn't matter that he had died, he was back again. He could feel the nervous energy bubbling behind him. The former prince turned on his stem to face the lizard scientist. "I'm ready," he said.

He sat bored in his pot as the scientist went through the same motions and said the same things as the previous journey to the throne. He urged the lizard on, hurrying the journey. They didn't pause for long at the door to the throne room. The great king was there, watering his plants. The same dialogue between the two monsters as the goat-like one neared. Flowey looked up at his father.

Even without seeing him in years, Flowey could tell that he was different. There was a hardness behind his eyes, buried pain. But the king's words didn't match either hidden motion. "What do you call it?"

"My name is Asriel. When I was young Chara used to call me a cry-," Flowey spewed the words quickly, but the king couldn't hear past the prince's name. The red spear hurtled toward the experiments face.

He found himself in the black void again. Then the lab. The lizard took him to the king where the former prince would try to explain to his father. The red spear, void, lab. Flowey went through the cycle several times before it hit him. Why did it matter? Why did it matter that his father, King Asgore, knew it was him? It didn't change the fact that Asriel was dead. And Asriel was dead, wasn't he. Asriel would be bawling right now, but he.. he felt nothing.

That made what he said this time around so much easier. "My name is Flowey. Flowey the flower." The spear didn't come crashing down on him this time.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Flowey," the king rumbled, keeping his spine bent to be on level with the shorter. "This is the first time I have conversed with a flower."

"You get used to it," Flowey said, bobbing a little.

"Alphys, you may set Flowey down and we can discuss further progress," the king replied standing to his full height. Flowey frowned at the disregard to him as the scientist agreed. She set him amongst the other flowers. She twisted the pot slightly to anchor him in the dirt.

"I admit I am pleased that there are significant results. How do you intend to move forward?" the king asked.

"I. uh, th-the next st-step wo-would be to se-see if I can re-replicate a human SOUL. D-determination doesn't hurt or-organic tissue. So -so may-maybe we can use it to make a monster S-SOUL l-like a human one," Alphys said.

"We will need to gather volunteers then," the king rumbled in thought. "Put the project on hold and we will reconvene in two weeks. You are dismissed." He waved the lizard monster off.

The scientist waddled to the flower sitting in his pot. Flowey looked up at the lizard who bent down to pick up the plant. "Leave Flowey. He will be more comfortable here in the sunshine," Asgore rumbled. Alphys stood up straight again. Her dark eyes looked down at Flowey. She nibbled at her bottom lip.

"I. Uh, I'll see you later," she stuttered. She clicked her claws together. She shuffled unsure, before placing a yellow-scaled hand on Flowey's head, brushing the petals on the top at his head.

"See you," Flowey said waving at the scientist. She bowed to the king before shuffling out of the throne room. Her white and gold lab coat faded from view.

Asgore's thundering steps pounded toward the flower. Flowey turned to face the king. He braced himself for a trident. Instead, a wet plop landed on his head. The goat-like monster held a watering can in his paw. More drops fell, pounding the former prince on the head. Flowey frowned, but remained silent.

UT~UT~UT

Sans groaned as the knock came at the door...again. This scene was familiar; played multiple times like a broken record. Maybe it was just deja vu or something like that. What else could it be? The knock came again. Papyrus was washing the laundry and couldn't hear. He pushed himself to his feet. He had let the visitor knock herself out the previous time. Maybe actually opening the door would stop the loop he found himself in. He shuffled to the door, turning the knob.

The female skeleton was hidden behind two large red bags in her boney arms. "May I enter?" she asked. Sans stepped away in answer. "How is Papyrus? Has he complained about any pain?" she asked setting the bags down with a metallic clatter. Her green eye-lights darted looking for the taller skeleton.

"Ya, he's okay," Sans replied. "What is this?" he asked nudging the bags with his slippered feet.

"I would like to show both Papyrus and you at the same time," Avenir replied, picking up the bags and moving them to the table.

"Hey, Pap, Avie is here," Sans called out. Even though he wasn't particularly loud, his brother appeared in the living room, a basket of clean clothing under his arm.

"GREETINGS, AVENIR. I AM DOING WELL LIKE THE OTHER TIMES YOU HAVE ASKED," Papyrus announced beaming. "YOU BROUGHT GIFTMAS BAGS? IT IS QUITE EARLY FOR GIFT-GIVING. I HAVE YET TO SEARCH FOR A GIFT FOR YOU." Sans grinned at his brother's response. He was just so awesome and caring.

"You are planning on giving me a Giftmas gift," the healer said softly, barely audible. She seemed to drift away for a second before returning to the present. "Though not Giftmas gifts, I did purchase them with the intent for them to be gifts." She lifted the larger of the two bags. "This one is for you," she pointed to Papyrus.

Papyrus grinned even wider, taking the bag from the healer. Avenir handed the other to Sans. She clasped her hands behind her back waiting for the brothers to open their gifts. Papyrus was first. The red material dropped to the ground in a puddle as he pulled the contents out. A shiny metal helmet, a breast plate, greaves, boots. "THANK YOU, AVENIR," the taller skeleton shouted. He stood and gave the shorter a hug which she didn't push away. Her arms draped at her sides.

Sans loosed the tie on the bag to see his own armor set. His grin dropped a little at the pile of metal. He had told the healer that he didn't want a set. The sound of metal drew his attention. Papyrus eagerly was putting on his boots.

The older skeleton watched as the younger put on his armor. Papyrus pulled the leather straps tightly. The custom armor pieces fit perfectly. He put the chest plate on and Avenir marched toward the taller skeleton. She reach up to help with the straps. Sans shuffled to Papyrus's other side to speed the process. "IT IS PERFECT. I LOOK LIKE A ROYAL GUARD," the taller said. He pulled his new helmet and put it on his head. "THANK YOU, THANK YOU. I LOVE IT. SANS, TRY YOUR ARMOR ON."

Sans sighed, "sure, bro. Though I am sure that I will look like a baked potato." He was slow to pull each piece out of the bag. He held it out in front of him for a moment examining it before Papyrus got frustrated and offered to help. Sans let the two other skeletons strap him in. The metal pieces were surprisingly light. They fit perfectly, held in place without sliding.

A light soft sound broke the concentration of the brothers. Sans turned his skull to face the source. Avenir's jaw was lilted in a grin as the broken sound continued. Sans could feel Papyrus leaning over to see the healer. "You may have a slight resemblance to a starchy side dish," she answered. Her small grin disappeared, falling into her resting face.

"It may have been a half-baked idea," Sans joked elbowing his brother. Papyrus groaned, but smiled as well. "Your armor looks spud-tacular on you bro." The shorter brother continued.

"SANS," Papyrus groaned, stomping his foot on the ground. It clattered with a metallic sound covering any chuckle from the healer and Sans's own laughter. The clatter stopped leaving the trio in a moment of silence. Sans started to unlatch his cumbersome metal suit.

"We should test how much your evasion has decreased," Avenir stated, "A simple spar will be enough." Her green eyelight caught the comedian's movement, but he continued to remove the armor. "I would prefer if you keep the armor on, Sans. It is for your protection," she said, trying to pin the other skeleton with her eyes.

"DON'T WORRY ABOUT MY BROTHER, AVENIR. HE MAY NOT LOOK IT, BUT SANS IS LIGHT ON HIS FEET. HE IS THE BEST DODGER IN SNOWDIN, BOTH ATTACKS AND CHORES," Papyrus vouched.

"I need more evidence than just your word, Papyrus," she said, "Meet me outside." With that she pivoted and marched out of the house.

Sans sighed. "COME ON, SANS THIS COULD BE FUN. MAYBE WE CAN MAKE IT A SNOWBALL FIGHT, SO NO ONE GETS HURT," Papyrus suggested rubbing his jaw in thought. "THAT IS A GREAT IDEA. I AM GOING TO TELL AVENIR." The taller skeleton hurried outside as the last of Sans's armor hit the ground.

The shorter skeleton shuffled his way outside at a leisurely pace. The cold air leaked into the house as he opened the door. The front yard was empty though there were monster walking down the snowlined 'street' to Grillby's. Catching sight of two sets of footprints, Sans traced their path with his eye-lights. He shoved his hands into his jacket pockets and dragged himself into the snow.

His feet sank, chilling the small bones. Papyrus loud laugh echoed and Sans smiled to himself. Avenir and Papyrus stood ten feet apart, snowball in hand. Snow flew through the air. The projectiles missed, but the combatants had already sent another. The snow was loose, flying like a spray.

Sans chuckled darkly, kneeling to roll a couple snowballs. He gathered his magic around the projectiles. They glowed blue, matching his eye. Papyrus was struck on the shoulder by a attack by Avenir. The older pointed to the healer's unprotected back.

His snowballs flew with alarming speed. They crashed with a slushy splat. She spun around to face the jacketed skeleton. Papyrus nyeh-hehed crashing a large armful of snow against the healer. She bolted upright at the invasive cold. She threw a handful of snow at Papyrus, it marked his chestplate white.

Sans gathered snow for another snowball. The two armored skeletons were ducking and diving while flinging snow at each other. Papyrus was laughing at each miss, Avenir seemed to also be enjoying herself. The snow was packed tight in Sans grasp. He threw it at the healer.

Her skull turned to him just as the attack was in flight. The healer's eyelights went out as the snowball flew into her socket. Both widened as the snow disappeared into view. Both brothers ran to the downed skeleton.

Both stood at her side. She chuckled, fingers reaching into her socket. Both brothers looked at each other confused. She scooped snow out of her socket. Her grin and chuckle slowly died. Sans reached out and the healer let her hand drop. Instead of the healer, he saw a young Papyrus looking up with amusement. "May I?" he asked, Avenir nodded once before tilting her head up.

He reached into her skull, glad that she was quick enough to retract her magic into the bone. It would have been very gooey instead of cool air. He found a bit of snow and removed it.

"LET ME SEE," Papyrus demanded, he picked up the shorter's chin to peer into her empty socket. Tilting her head one side to another. "I DON'T SEE ANY SNOW," Papyrus commented. If Avenir was uncomfortable with the all the physical touch, she didn't show it.

"I am glad that you aren't flurry-ious with me," Sans added with a wide grin. Green eyelights reappeared to roll in their sockets. Papyrus groaned, but helped the skeleton to her feet. A ringing noise cut off the moment.

Avenir pulled out her phone. "Captain. I am busy at the moment." She said her emotionless voice once again appeared. "How many?" she asked. "Very well, I will be there momentarily." She closed her phone. Her eyelights dropped down at the piled snow. "I have to leave. There was a cave in or explosion. Either way there are injured. Undyne requested that I arrive there immediately." Her expression dropped slightly. "We should continue this at a later date."

She pivoted and started to march away. "WAIT, I WANT TO HELP, TOO. A ROYAL WOULDN'T WALK AWAY WHEN PEOPLE NEED HELP." Avenir looked up at the taller skeleton, eyelights a bit brighter.

"Welp, while you do that, I am going to take a nap," Sans said settling himself down in the snow.

"Sleeping in the snow is bad for you."

"SANS, SLEEPING OUTSIDE IS WILL FREEZE YOUR JOINTS… AGAIN."

Sans chuckled, making a show of lowering himself further. Papyrus groaned before lifted the shorter by his ribcage. The trio continued, Sans yawning and closing his eye sockets.

He could feel his arms and legs swaying as his taller brother followed the healer. The movement was soothing. He let himself drift away.

He woke when he was set onto a moist ground. He cracked a socket to see Papyrus and Avenir standing among the Guard. The Waterfall street was crowded, monsters huddled behind a line drew in the dirt. A single building had been reduced to a pile of brick and monsters. Sans caught sight of his brother picking up rubble as Avenir pulled the monsters out, hands glowing green with healing magic. Sans kept his socket cracked open.

The pile of rubble was a flurry of action. He caught sight of the ghost nurse. The glow of green magic shone like the stones in the cavern ceiling. He sat up as the Guard and healers started to slow. Some sat beside the smaller rubble pile, shoulders sagging. The two skeletons were still working at a steady pace.

He shuffled to Papyrus and Avenir. He could hear their ragged breath as he neared. They were working at a slower pace than the furious one before. A blue fish-like monster stood nearby, her head tilting downward as her blue hair fell forward. "P-please my sister is in there," she whispered, her voice faint. Sans flinched; what would he do if Papyrus was trapped in the rubble?

"I THINK I SEE HER," Papyrus announced, he picked up another large boulder, glowing blue. Avenir reached for the small pieces, pulling them off. The monster's blue hair was visible, matching the one who was waiting. Another rock was tossed aside, then another. Papyrus was the one to pull the monster out.

"Lemon Bread," the waiting monster cried. Avenir knelt beside the unconscious monster. Her eye lights dimmed as green light glowed around her gloved hands. The waiting monster held her fins together. Sweat started to bead on the healer's skull. Her brow bone furrowed slightly, the lines faint. Her eye-lights flickered briefly.

"Avie?" Sans warned, her magic was fluctuating dangerously. She looked at him briefly before turning her attention back to the monster under her hands. She swayed slightly. Sans's protective big brother instinct kicked in. He heavily put his hand on her shoulder.

"I don't understand. Her HP is fine. There are no injuries. She should be conscious," the healer muttered, barely audible.

"She's falling down," A gruffer female voice interrupted. Sans watched the armored fish monster who joined them. She put her hands on her hips. The green magic faded from the healer's hands. The captain's ear-frills lowered. "I'm sorry, Shyren," she said as she placed a webbed hand on the shy monster.

"Transport her to the Hospital. I will examine her further," Avenir announced getting to her feet. She swayed a little regaining balance before Papyrus's hands caught her. "I am retiring for the night. I will visit tomorrow, Papyrus, Sans." The healer marched away, Papyrus loud goodbye behind her. Undyne called to the other guards to pick up the fallen Lemon Bread. Shyren followed afterward her fins clutched together. The armored monster turned to the skeleton brothers, "Hey, you did a good job… Uh-"

"PAPYRUS AND THIS IS MY BROTHER, SANS. IT IS SO GREAT TO SPEAK WITH YOU. I ADMIRE YOUR WORK. I AM GOING TO APPLY FOR THE OPEN SNOWDIN POSITION."

The fish monster grinned widely, showing off her sharp teeth. "Sounds great Papyrus. I have to get the others back in line. Come by the Guard Compound for an application."

"RIGHT. I WILL BE THERE EARLY TOMORROW MORNING," he responded with a salute.

Undyne gave him a wave before stomping to some of the guard dogs. The female dog in the black cloak held something in her paws. From the great distance, Sans could only see a tangle of wires. "HOW DO YOU THINK THE BUILDING FELL?" Papyrus asked, looking at the spread of rocks and debris. Sans looked over the rest of the street. The nearby buildings showed only damage on the walls nearest the demolished building. "WHY DO MONSTERS RUIN PERFECTLY GOOD WALLS? DON'T THEY KNOW THAT THEY SHOULDN'T DRAW ON THE WALLS? THAT IS WHAT PAPER IS FOR."

Sans rose his brow bone slightly in confusion. Papyrus was motioning to a spray-painted wall. The graffiti depicted a broken red hourglass with silver sand spilling out. "Seeing red, bro?" he asked with a false chuckle.

Papyrus narrowed his gaze. "I AM GOING HOME," he announced stomping past the shorter. Sans chuckled before leaving the scene.