As the roar rung out, an arrow of blue shot from the darkness.

Al jumped back on reflex, because really the arrow-shaped spear couldn't have hurt him. But he knew how much Ed hated having to patch up his armor.

The one who had threw the weapon landed in front of him, squatting a moment before jumping to her feet. She said something, but Al didn't pay much attention as he was too busy trying process what really this woman WAS.

Clearly, she must have belonged in this monster village. Instead of skin, she had bright-blue scales. Something like fins replaced where her ears would've been, and she wore her bright red hair long, pulled back into a ponytail. Her left eye was covered with an eye patch, and the showing eye sported colors of red and yellow. Her tall, muscular, form donned armor with some sort of insignia carved into the breastplate and she brandished another shining spear in her gauntlet-covered hand. So…she looked something like a fish, maybe? In armor. Her long, sharp fangs bared themselves in a growl when finally her voice reached him.

"SO WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?" She demanded.

Al fidgeted awkwardly a moment, then laughed a tad sheepishly "I'm sorry, can you repeat the question?"

She twitched, growling "Okay FINE. I saw you creeping around with M.K! What are you doing here then, human!?" She spat.

"Oh, I was walking him home." Al said.

The fish-woman twitched, her grin curling upwards "Oh was that IT!?" She laughed, pointing the spear towards his chest "Like I'd believe THAT!"

Al tilted his helmet "If you thought I was up to something bad, why didn't you stop me after I left Monster Kid's house? That was at least twenty minutes ago."

Maybe it was the dim lighting, but maybe the fish monster blushed a bit. In her eyes, a recollection of a small white dog running off with her spear played out-

-in front of her.

The fluffy pup sprung through the air, caught the shaft of the spear in its mouth as it ran off playfully. The fish warrior roared again, stomping her foot angrily.

"YOU DUMB MUTT, GIVE THAT BACK!"

The dog responded with an adorable little tail wag. Al chuckled briefly. Then he squatted to the ground, softly calling the pup. Its ears perked up, pointing in his direction a moment before it trotted over. Al gave it a light pat on the head and took the spear out of its mouth. It then crouched to the ground, splaying its paws out in the dog equivalent of yelling at someone to play with them.

Al gave a startled squeak. "No doggy! You don't play with spears- Here." Al quickly scrawled out a transmutation circle, clapping his hand and creating a dog-friendly fetch stick. He gave it a toss, and the dog shot off with an excited bark.

Al chuckled, standing back up with the spear in his hand "That was a cute puppy."

"More like an ANNOYING DOG- HEY!" She snapped, suddenly remembering the fight she picked. "You thought you could DISTRACT ME, kid!?"

"A little bit, yeah." Al said. He offered the spear back. The fish-woman hissed at the movement, spreading her feet and materializing a new one out of nothing. Of course, this just baffled Alphonse, so he asked "Wait, why didn't you just do that earlier?"

"BECAUSE SHUT UP!" She snapped, flinging the spear at Al. He promptly stepped out of the way, quickly acknowledging the similarities between her and his brother's fighting styles. Spears in the face with yelling. Really the only different was that this woman was at least six-feet tall. And maybe it was because of these similarities that he wasn't quite effected by her screech of rage.

Several more spears materialized, spinning in a showy fashion a moment or two before hurling at him. Al continued to either dodge or catch the spears, wondering vaguely what the best way to deal with this situation would be.

"Excuse me, Miss-" he said, ducking underneath a spearhead.

"WHAT!?" The warrior snapped, showing no sign of halting her assault.

"Can you please stop attacking me? I really wasn't up to anything bad. I just wanted to bring M.K. home safely." He tried to explain, although it was unclear whether or not his voice got through to her. The fish warrior lunged another spear through where he had been a moment ago. Al slid to the side "Ma'am, please-" he tried again. His response was another spear thrown at his head. Al acted quickly, grabbing the base of the spearhead as the point was barely an inch away from his helmet's face.

"STOP BLOCKING MY ATTACKS YOU WALKING TRASHCAN!" she snapped, twirling another spear into existence.

"T-trashcan?" Al whimpered as he ducked beneath another spear.

The woman's grin twitched up, one corner violently shaking. Her long fangs quivered in her rage. "WHAT DID I JUST SAY!?"

"Well Miss, I don't want to get stabbed." Al said, his voice trembling in memory of the 'trashcan' comment.

"WELL WHOOPTY- FUCKING- DOO-" She snapped.

A small voice cut her off.

"Come back doggy!"

Alphonse and his assailant halted in their spar, both turning to view the newcomer. The woman stared in a comedic manner, her one visible eye wide. Alphonse tilted his helmet, curious at the newcomer.

A child, no older than eleven, scampered onto the scene in pursuit of the pup from earlier. The small white dog ignored the child's calls, running up to Alphonse and dropping the stick at his feet. The child, huffing and puffing, scampered to Al without a second thought and scooped up the dog. The kid was fairly short, with short bobbed brown hair. Their eyes were wide and brown, shining bright behind the circular glasses that sat askew on their face. A loose blue sweater was worn over dark blue capris. Pajamas, by the looks of it.

"FRISK, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?" The woman snapped. The child looked up at her, holding the still-happy dog up at arm's length.

"I was chasing Toby." They explained.

"GO HOME!" The woman snapped.

"Oh, okay-"" Frisk cut themself off, looking up to Al. Their eyes narrowed into a glare "Wait, Undyne, are you attacking someone again?"

"I SAID GO HOME!" Undyne roared.

"NO!" Frisk snapped, hugging the dog, 'Toby', to their chest. They stuck their bottom lip out in a pout "Undyne, we talked about this! No attacking people!"

"Frisk, you don't get what's happening. Go HOME!" Undyne snapped theword 'home', twisting her body to kick Alphonse in the breastplate. In response, the armored spirit spun on one foot, putting himself between her and the child. Frisk sighed, pushing the seven-foot-tall suit of armor behind them with all the confidence in the world. They tilted their head upwards to look Undyne in the eye.

"What don't I get?" They asked.

Undyne growled "They were stalking M.K-"

"Stalking? Huh." Frisk blinked. They reached into their pocket, letting the happy dog hang from one arm like a suitcase. From their pocket they found a strange device Al had never seen before. One that lit up on the click of a button. They looked at it a moment, reading something apparently. "He texted me saying 'an armor guy saved my butt in town and walked me home he was super cool and'" they took a breath "…' wore armor and he's really nice oh I got to go to bed now bye'."

Undyne blinked, processing the run-on sentence that Monster-Kid somehow texted to Frisk. Al also blinked, peering over the child's head in an attempt to study the strange device. He jumped, startled, when they suddenly turned to look at him. They offered a hand for him to shake.

"I'm Frisk!" they smiled cheerfully. Al blinked, fidgeting a moment before gently taking their small hand in his gauntlet.

"My name is Alphonse." He said.

Frisk grinned "Thanks for helping Monster Kid!" they giggled "He gets into trouble a lot."

"Oh."Al chuckled awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck "Does he? Well I'm happy to help."

"HEY!" Undyne snapped "DON'T IGNORE ME!"

The two children responded with staring glances to her. Frisk shrugged her off and continued.

"That's Undyne. She's actually really nice." they said "She's just a bit overprotective."

"Oh." Al said "Er… How do you know her?"

"She's one of my friends." Frisk responded, smiling so genuinely Al couldn't doubt the statement.

"Well…Uh….Hi, Undyne." Al waved.

Undyne pouted, chewing on her cheek and she gripped her spear tighter and tighter "HI."

"Undyne!" Frisk scolded, putting one hand on their hip and still holding the dog in one arm. Toby barked happily, tail still wagging.

Undyne rolled her eyes, tossing the spear that evaporated into sparkling blue shards over her shoulder. She crossed her arms over her chest and turned away. "Fine. Hi Alphonse." She mumbled.

Al laughed awkwardly once again "Er….Hi."

And thus there was an awkward silence. And there was only the noise of crickets chirping, Undyne growling, and Toby's panting. Then, out of nowhere, Frisk took a hold of Al's hand and began to lead him off.

"Well anyway Alphonse, I want you to meet my mom."

"Oh okay- What?" Al blinked as he was dragged off. Undyne snorted again, following them with one eye glaring indignantly at the armored spirit.


A/N

Howdy friends! It's me, the Great Papyrus- Oh wait nevermind. I'm not Papyrus. Sorry.

So anywho, a Guest reviewer pointed out a bit of a flaw in the summary. And at first I was gonna argue or something, but then I read the summary and realized: 'hey, they were right'! SO thanks for pointing that out, mystery person, I think I fixed it.

I'm actually pretty happy Al was the focus on this chapter. I've neglected him in past fics. For shame on me.

Anyway, Frisk, Toby, and Undyne appeared in this chapter. Huzzah!