***Hello, everyone! Being honest, I wasn't quite sure of how to write this. So I'm sorry if it's bad. It was requested by RainbowDash732. Also, little public service announcement: I will be doing no prompt twice. Sorry, but that's how it's going. Anyways, Asgore (and any other characters who have mentions like him) belong to Toby Fox, anyone else belongs to me, and let's go!

Prompt Eight: Shock Collar

Even though Frisk was the ambassador for monsters, Asgore was there at the meetings. After all, he was the former king of monsters, so he brought the benefit of knowing quite a lot about his people along.

He'd just dropped Frisk off at Toriel's house (boy, was that awkward) after walking home from the weekly meeting the two had with the mayor of Ebott county. So, that left Asgore alone. He walked in the silence back to his apartment building.

The sun was beginning to set, and what a beautiful sight it made for. The sun's golden glow, falling to the horizon in the distance, leaving in its wake a stunning orange light. And it would soon all fall to the darkness of a clear night, filled with the tiny crystals that were stars.

Yes, Asgore loved to see the sky. It was something he and every other monster had been deprived of for generations under Mt. Ebott. But now, they were free, and future monster generations would know nothing of a life of oppression under a mountain.

That was already beginning, it seemed, with the birth of Alphys and Undyne's son not to long ago. But, that's another story for another time.

Asgore was snapped from his pleasant thoughts by a force slamming into his back, perhaps in an attempt to knock him down. He turned around, expression cold and hard. "Who are you?" he asked, his deep voice making his words even more unnerving.

The man standing there possibly came up to his chin. "Don't get too cocky now, billy goat," he said smugly. He pulled out a small device about the size of a computer mouse with a signle red button on it. When he pressed it, a jolt of electricity went through Asgore's whole body, beginning at his neck.

At the end, he stumbled into a building, his hand on the wall as he recovered just as much from surprise than anything. He felt at his neck, only to touch a metallic band.

A shock collar.

"What is the meaning of this?" he asked, feeling for any sort of gap or crack in the collar. Another shock, this one stranger, got him to cease in his trying.

"Oh, just putting in my say on the whole monster-human intergration thing. And who better to tell it to than the former king of monsters himself? And by the way, that collar is magnetically sealed. So hear me out," the man said.

Asgore sighed; as much as he hated the anti-monster people, he would rather not have to spend his night getting shock. "And what is it you have to say?"

He had no idea as to why asking a question got him electrocuted a third time.

"Shut up. Anyways," the man said, "you freaks should have never left that hole. You were happy, we were happy, and everything was okay! And now, my son has begun to make friends with some of those... those creeps! And who knows how many more families you'll corrupt? Especially with your witchcraft and all that."

So he was that kind of person.

"It's not witchcraft at all," Asgore said. He summoned his trident, using one of its prongs to break off the shock collar. As it fell to the ground, he slammed the bottom of his trident into it to shatter it.

"We refer to it as magic."

With a monster—the king of them, not to mention—almost seven feet tall with a glowing red trident in hand looking over him, the man decided that he valued his life and would rather not lose it. With that, he ran.

Asgore dispelled his trident and resumed his walk home. Yes, he believed that it was unjust for a monster to harm a human, and he knew that his past actions were wrong.

But he wasn't necessarily above a good scare.

***Again, sorry if this is bad. I don't write Asgore often either. Anyways, be sure to leave a review on the way out and I'll see you all in the next one! Bye!