-He's just getting worse.-

-Enjoy-

"So, Undyne."

The words, spoken by Sans but thought by everyone, hung in the air.

After my late night panic attack, Sans had coaxed me back to sleep with a bed time story. I can't say I was too interested in the Adventures of Fluffy Bunny, but the way Sans read it, giving each character a heart and soul, was soothing and comforting. I tried to avoid wondering why he knew the story by heart.

In the morning, Papyrus had taken one look at the bandages on my hands and scooped me into a great hug. He didn't ask questions. It wasn't that he cared, but he that he understood. It was something I couldn't talk about now, not in the light of what passed for day in the Underground.

Flowey had snarled at the bandages. He didn't say anything though, so I wasn't sure what it was that bothered him. The fact that I was injured? Or the fact that someone, I was sure Flowey would realize it was Sans, had helped me?

When that bit of awkwardness was out of the way, Sans gathered everyone together. Even the Temmies, completely unbidden, but overly curious, gathered around. I edged away from them, not liking the way they made my skin itch.

"I'm sure she won't let us just shamble out of here," Sans said. "We need to get passed her so we can get to Alphys in Hotland."

Oh right, Alphys. I had forgotten we were even trying to get to her. Something about finding out what had happened to that thing I was supposed to have but didn't have any more. It didn't make my head spin thinking about it, nope not at all. Then again, hearing that a monster scientist was supposed to solve all my problems was not the weirdest thing I had heard in the last few days. Close to the top of the list, but I didn't think it actually beat out murderous, talking flower.

"I Am Sure Undyne Will See Reason If You Just Talk To Her," Papyrus said. "She Is Very Nice."

Papyrus said the words with firm belief, but at some point in the minute since everyone had gathered, a Temmie had clambered up his frame to hang off his shoulders. It was hard to take anyone seriously with a Temmie hanging from their shoulders like a small, living, and sometimes squirming, cape.

"She hasn't seemed very reasonable so far," I said.

To be fair," Flowey said, "the only things you've said to her are really bad puns."

"Ah, don't tell me you thought those puns were rotten," Sans said. "I thought they were quite pun-gent."

"Aaaanywaaay," Flowey said through clenched teeth. "Though I don't think talking is really the best option, if you want that...hermit, you call a Royal Scientist to help us we should avoid hurting the fish."

"Why?" I asked.

"They have a thing together," Sans replied. "Or, they will have a thing together. Alphys hasn't quite...risen to the idea."

I didn't really get it what he was talking about, but it probably wasn't that important. Papyrus was looking at Flowey and his brother, just as confused as I was,

"How do I get her to listen though?" I asked. "She wouldn't listen to Papyrus. Why would she listen to me?"

Papyrus frowned, looking at me with worried eyes. He hadn't believed in me either, now that I thought about it, and he was really, really nice. Why would Undyne, the dedicated captain of the royal guard,

ever stop to listen to me?

"I don't think she'll listen if we just talk," Sans said with a lazy shrug. "Undyne is fiercely loyal to King Asgore. It would take a lot to get her to ignore his orders. And I don't think we have that kind of time."

"So what do we do?" Flowey asked. "You can't honestly think we should fight her?"

"We just need to stall her. Once we get into Hotland, Undyne should think twice about chasing us," Sans said, "I don't think that'll stop her for good, but if we can convince Alphys to help us, we may be able to use her to stop Undyne."

Papyrus squirmed a little and then picked the Temmie of his shoulders and set her (him?) on the ground before sidling up next to Sans. He began to whisper to his brother, too quiet to hear from where I stood, and Sans looked up at his brother in surprise.

As the two continued their whispered conversation, I looked down at Flowey.

He was scowling again, looking down at the ground.

"You don't like this plan?" I asked.

"I don't like relying on Alphys," Flowey muttered.

"Why?"

"Why? Because that spineless, little lizard is the cause of all my problems. She...she..." a wordless snarl ended his complaint, and I realized he was too angry to even speak.

Flowey stared up at me, his mouth a thin line. His dark eyes seemed to will me to understand. But I didn't. Maybe the old me, the one who had remembered things had understood. But not this me. This me was helpless and useless. I could tell Flowey wanted help, but I couldn't give it. I had never been able to give him the help he needed.

"I guess, it doesn't matter anymore anyway," Flowey muttered when he realized I wasn't going to say anything.

"Heh, Paps, that ain't a bad idea, and Undyne might be brainless enough to fall for that," Sans's voice interrupted us.

"Sans, please," Papyrus replied in a tired voice.

"Listen up kiddo," Sans said.

He put his hands into his jacket pockets, and his smile widened. Beside him, Papyrus was almost bouncing with excitement. Was this, really that great of an idea?

"We Have A Plan," Papyrus declared, raising his hand pointing one finger in the air for dramatic affect.

Sans grinned at me.

"That Undying fish won't know what bit her," Sans said, keeping one eye-socket on his brother's face as it began to contort.

"Saaaannnnsss!"

-That was a longer break between chapters than I intended. oops. I don't have a schedule for this, since it's my side-project, but hey, still getting stuff done for it, so yeah. When I went back over this chapter before posting, I realized it was only about 600 words long, which is waaaay too short. Guess I was being lazy when I wrote this originally.-

-Oh, also, some of you may have noticed I changed the title for the last chapter. That's because I was being stupid and gave that chapter the name of the chapter I was actually writing at the time I posted it. So yeah-