Jett released herself from around Sans's arm and wasted no time to place her hands firmly on her knees to help calm herself from the unnerving feeling she felt in her gut, the two of them now back at the exit from the Underground. Her soul retreated back into her chest as she let out a few deep breaths, her hands shaking from the rush of her encounter with Morel.

"Out of all the times for you to be outspoken, that probably wasn't the best time." Sans turned his back to her and looked off in the direction that they were just moments ago, almost as thought he was having a starring contest with the group of people from the impossible distance as Jett stood up straight once again to march herself over to him.

"Out of all the times for me to be outspoken, that was absolutely the best time to be." She blocked Sans's line of sight with her body and shot a hand out towards the forest. "They're trying to intimidate us, trying to force everyone back in to the Underground! We needed to show them that we aren't going to back away with our tails in between our legs!"

Sans eyed Jett's angry face and let out a chuckle, his head shaking from side to side as he raised a hand to rub at the back of his skull with his pin-pricks adverted down to the ground.

"I agree with you, but you gotta understand that it was a little bone rattling for me to just watch them aim their weapons at ya', you know? I mean we just successfully got out of the Underground without having anyone get hurt, and not even a day later you're putting a target on your back for people to just take aim at."

Jett's furrowed brows softened up as she starred at Sans's fallen expression. Even if she didn't regret her previous actions against the humans behind the fence, she felt kind of like an ass for her adrenaline filled outburst.

"I... I'm sorry, Sans. I didn't mean to worry you." It was Jett's turn to rub at the back of her head, Sans's gaze returning up to hers. "But... I just felt so angry for some reason. This is basically segregation of another race, like a concentration camp almost. It's sick and wrong."

Sans grabbed at her hand with his left palm and cupped the top of it with his other hand, his sockets closing gently as Jett watched him with confusion.

"Just be more careful, angel. Despite the situation, I'm liking this timeline with you in it. I don't know what I would do if you were to disappear again." Jett felt her face turn red at his words as he released her from his gentle grip, his eyes opening back up as his own blue tint graced his face. "Anyways, we should really report this back to Asgore and Toriel. This is pretty big news."

Jett nodded in silent agreement and the two wasted no more time talking in the sunlight, their heels turning back towards the exit to the Underground with their short legs moving quickly down the lightly tread dirt path.

A quick minute later the two entered the throne room, their loud steps catching the attention of everyone in the flower filled area. Toriel, Frisk, and Asriel stopped with whatever game they were playing off to the side and Asgore, whom of which was talking with Alphys now, stopped with whatever he was saying to her and starred at the two of them with hopeful eyes.

Jett glanced over a tall person standing with their hand on their hips next to Alphys as the king took a few slow steps towards them, not really taking too much time to get a good look at the humanoid looking black haired man.

"Y-you're back! Ahem... did you find anything to report back on?" Asgore regained his composure and awaited a response, Sans taking the initiative to bluntly do so.

"A military group of humans have a fence surrounding the exit. No one is allowed past that fence until further notice."

This definitely was not what anyone in the room wanted to hear, a few seconds of tense silence filling the air as Toriel quietly made her way next to Asgore with her mouth slightly agape.

"After all of that... the humans are still trying to keep us Underground?" Her disappointed tone of voice made a shroud of sorrow overcome Jett, wishing that she could just lie and tell them that everything was fine and that everyone could come up and live happily on the surface together.

No, instead the soul crushing truth is what needed to be told.

"What kind of military group was it?" Asgore placed a finger up to his beard in thought, his eyes drifting away from Sans and Jett as he lightly tapped against the thick bush of hair

"Not sure, they never said." Sans shrugged his shoulders as Jett hesitantly raised a finger up to grab the attention.

"Actually, there was something on their Commander's belt, the initials U.S.M.A with a little heart in the center of the buckle."

"Oh my... Asgore, is that..?" This must have been familiar with the two royalties, Asgore's gaze now moving down to the ground with Toriel's vague question.

"Yes, I'm afraid that it is." He let out a long sigh as he shook his head solemnly.

"I've never heard of them before. What is the U.S.M.A. exactly..?" Jett tilted her head slightly in her curiosity, Asgore turning his back and slowly walking back towards the center of the room while he spoke loudly for everyone to hear.

"U.S.M.A stands for United States Magician Association. It used to be a very well known group that took humans capable of using magic and taught them how to properly use their soul's abilities. In the war against Humans and Monsters, they were the group that had seven of their best magicians seal all Monster kind Underground. I never would have guessed that they were still around after all these years..."

"W-what should we do?" Alphys fidgeted with her hands and looked down to the ground in concern.

"...We have to tell everyone." Jett clenched her fists and followed behind Asgore, the King stopping in the light at the center of the room and turning his large body back around to face Jett. "It's going to suck, and they aren't going to like it, but they need to know too."

"I am not sure if it will be as easy as that. What if my people decide to riot at this news?"

"Oh, what a suspenseful situation!" The humanoid person in the room shouted out dramatically as he forced himself in to the discussion, his voice very flamboyant and... robotic? Jett turned her gaze to the side to get a good look at this guy, Alphys who was standing right next to them looking embarrassed at his outburst as she failed to timidly silence him.

Jett's eyebrows raised up in surprise, now realizing that the reason for the robotic voice was because this person was, more than likely, an actual robot. Man, she didn't expect this place to have even more surprises for her at this point...

His chin length black hair perfectly fell over the right side of his face, contrasting the shiny white and striped silver pigment of skin. His eyebrows were black and sharp and his lids hooded with a hazy dark purple airbrushed on, the color making his fuchsia iris vividly stand out.

On top of his shoulders stood a pair of very long protruding black shoulder pieces, the almost dangerous looking edges curving in towards the shiny fuchsia chest piece with a meter and speaker holes placed side by side. His cinched in hips had a bright heart shaped light in the center which matched his chest piece in color, his lower half then bulging out and forming perfect hips which were attached to weirdly seductive looking long black clad legs.

His long legs were made looking even longer with the knee length heels which were also matching in color with the same bright fuchsia, his boots lightly clicking against the broken tile and scattered dirt on the ground as he put himself in between Jett and Asgore with a long silver arm angled in the air so that the back of his white gloved hand was placed dramatically against his forehead.

"This is just all so much for you to handle, dear King! But fret not, for I think I may be of service to you!" He moved his hand from his head and placed it on loosely his hip, shifting his weight over to one side to push his hip out as he placed his back to Jett. "You're highness, with my phenomenal people skills, I can wow the crowd and make their anger turn to admiration instead, making it easier to drop the terrible news!"

"...Uh, and you are?" Jett side stepped her way around the large robot, his eye moving from Asgore and down to her with an expression that made it seem like she just told him that he had split ends.

"Child, you don't know who I am?" Jett shook her head from side to side slowly, her brows furrowing in confusion as he let out a gasp. "Why, I'm just the one and only Mettaton! Television phenomenon! Owner of the MTT Resort! Adventurous news repor..."

His rambling faded into background noise as something picked at Jett's brain. The name Mettaton... weirdly enough it sounded so familiar to her, but she just couldn't quite... Wait a second.

"...Do you have some kind of relation to a rectangular shaped robot that has a cooking show or something?" Jett interrupted him and placed her thumbs in a shape of a make-shift rectangle, his bottom lip pursing in obvious distaste for her cutting his list of occupations off.

"Why... yes! However, that was my old bod-"

"So YOU'RE the one who tried chopping Frisk up with a chainsaw on T.V.!" Jett took a step forward and pointed an accusing finger up at him with her anger firing up at the flip of a switch, Mettaton taking a step back with her and placing his hands up in front of him defensively.

"Ah- calm down, darling! No need to scrunch in your face like that, that can cause wrinkles you know."

Jett just growled at his comment as Alphys came running over as quickly as her short legs could, her hand pushing Mettaton back as she placed herself between him and Jett with a nervous grin and laugh to match.

"N-n-now that was in the past, Jett! He was j-j-just following orders given to him!" She raised an eyebrow down at the yellow lizard as Frisk also ran up next to Jett, his head nodding in agreement to Alphys's comment as he grabbed on to the sleeve of her shirt. "B-besides, Mettaton might be on to something. If he can calm the crowd down then having us deliver the bad news might be less damaging."

"I agree on that plan as well, I think that it is one of our better options." Asgore seemed nervous with voicing his opinion, his hand being placed gently on Jett's shoulder to catch her attention momentarily. Jett glared at the nervous robot once last time before closing her eyes and inhaling, letting her negative emotions leave her on exhalation.

"Alright, let the murder bot go out there." Jett waved her hand carelessly in the air and walked out of Asgore and Frisk's grips to head towards the hallway that echoed with the Monster's cries, not wanting to be near Mettaton for a second longer.

"Alphys, dear. Could you stay here with Frisk and Asriel, just in case things do not go as planned." Jett heard Toriel ask from behind her, her legs not stopping to hesitate as she left the throne room.

The sounds of everyone's following footsteps in the hall was soon heard over the growing shouts in the next room, one set of dull steps seeming to be moving quicker from the others.

"You doing okay there, angel?" Sans's voice cut in through the background noise as he slowed his pace to match hers now. "You seem so much more aggressive today than I'd ever seen you be."

"Yeah, I know..." Jett kept her eyes on the path ahead, her heart rate increasing with each step taken towards the loud room. "I'm just high strung with everything going on."

"Okay... Just know that I'm here for ya' if you need me, alright?" Sans playfully bumped into Jett with his elbow, the corner of her lips turning up gently at his words for the moment before a certain robot came striding past the two, his hip 'accidentally' bumping in to Jett as he made his way through.

"Excuse me, darling. This star needs to make their entrance!"

If only looks could kill, the glare that Jett had glued on to the back of Mettaton's head would have obliterated him where he stood.

The angry shouts of the Monsters flooded whatever other noise in the hallway now, the warm light from the stained windows in the next room spilling on to Jett's face as she emerged out from the hallway with Sans at her side, Asgore and Toriel following closely behind them as Mettaton started waving his hands up in the air to grab everyone's attention.

"Hey, the King and Queen are out here now! What's give, huh?!"

"Let us pass! You can't oppress us down here anymore!"

"Oh my god, is that Mettaton?!"

"METTATON?! Did I die and go to MTT heaven?!"

The violent shouting turned to mainly shouts of celebrity crazed Monster's surprisingly fast, the robot loving every single bit of attention that he was receiving as one of his white hands retreated back in to his arms, a microphone conveniently coming out in it's place as his other hand tapped on the speaker on his chest plate.

"HELLO ALL YOU LOVLIES!" The crowd roared as Mettaton raised himself off of the ground with some kind of rockets that were on the bottom of his boots, elevating him up in the air and keeping him in place for everyone to see. "Wow, what a wonderful crowd! It's so wonderful to see all of your faces here today, and I know that we are all very excited about the news on the barrier being broken!"

A roar of agreements waved through the room, Mettaton chuckling into the microphone at their response as he smiled with a charming expression down at everyone.

"Ah, such a response! Well, I have King Asgore here to talk with all you darling fans about our current situation right now! If all of you behave well, then I'll invite you all to an exclusive meet and greet autograph session back at the MTT Resort in Hotland! How does that sound to you lovelies?"

Another even louder roar of excited agreements rang through out the room, Jett having to cover her ears from the unfiltered noise nearly bursting her ear drums. As much as she currently hated this sassy robot, she did have to give him props for turning the crowd over so quickly.

"Oh, that's so wonderful to hear! Now, if you could all quiet down so that the King may speak, we can discuss the juicy details after his speech!" The crowd started obeying Mettaton, the room every so slowly quieting down as the robot returned back on to the ground and turned on his heel.

As him and the Asgore switched spots behind the safety of the royal guards still holding back the less violent crowd, Mettaton smirked down at Jett and shot her a sass filled wink. Jett, whom of which didn't realize was starring at him still, caught her breath in her throat and looked away from him with a small pout.

Stupid saucy robot.

"Thank you all for showing up here today." Asgore's voice boomed down the long room without the help of a microphone, quiet contrary from his gentle tone of voice that he used when speaking with everyone back in the other room.

"I am sure that you all are very enthusiastic upon hearing about the barrier that had kept us all locked away in the Underground for so long had finally broken away, but there has been an incident occurring above ground that I am here to discuss about with everyone..."

Over Asgore's voice, Jett heard some whisper-shouts from behind her along with some running footsteps, her head turning to look over her shoulder right as Frisk came latching himself around her arm with stoic expression on his face.

"Frisk?!" She whisper-shouted as well down at her brother as her gaze turned up towards the doorway behind her, Alphys standing under the frame with her nervous grin on her face and Asriel peeking out from behind her. She mouthed the words 'sorry' as Toriel, who had also noticed the youngsters entrance, backed her way over to her son and the scientist to exchange some words out of ears reach for Jett.

"It seems that a group of humans above ground that you all may know as the U.S.M.A. have been alerted on the barrier braking and have the surrounding area gated off from the rest of the surface, making it very dangerous for us Monsters to be above ground at this time."

At this point the crowd had started becoming rowdy once again, the information not sitting well with a large majority of them as expected. They pushed back against the royal guards once more as they shouted in their growing rage.

"What?! This is bullshit, fuck those humans!"

"What are we going to do?!"

"Let's fight back! I'm itchin' to get my hands on a human now!"

"Silence!" Jett jumped at Toriel's voice reaching a level of loud that she didn't realize the woman could make, silencing the room with one word as the Queen marched away from the doorway from her son and Alphys to take her place next to a fidgeting Asgore.

"We are currently trying to figure out a plan of action, but please do not put all of your hatred towards all human kind. This is the doing of the U.S.M.A. which is a very selective group of humans." Murmurs among the crowd of Monsters were scattered all through out the room, easily being drowned out by Toriel's attempt to tame them.

"We are all such unique beings in their eyes, something that they do not understand quite as well just yet. In time their fear for us will grow less and we will be let free by them, I am sure."

One by one, the Monsters seemed to not take Toriel's words kindly, instead becoming enraged once again as their voices and demands started aggressively ringing throughout the room once more.

"Don't feed us that bullshit!"

"We want a plan of action now!"

"Hey, what about the two humans standing there?! Let's hold them as hostage for our freedom!"

Sans placed his arm in front of Jett and Frisk to push them back gently with the sudden attention that had been placed on the two of them, the dim lights in his sockets fading away as he starred in to the crowd with his blank expression.

Mettaton, Toriel, and Asgore must have felt the shift of aggression in the room as well, the robot walking back out front next to the concerned King and Queen to try to calm the crowd down once again. The schmoozing didn't seem to work this time around however, Asgore and Toriel's face dropping as they looked in to the sea of upset Monsters.

"Kill them and adsorb their souls, Asgore!"

"Use the powers of the human souls to fight back on the surface!"

"If the girl's soul is powerful enough to break the barrier, then it should be enough to overpower the humans on the surface!"

Jett's darting eyes suddenly caught on to a fuzzy white blur in her peripheral vision, Frisk seeming to catch it as well as their heads turned to see Asriel running out towards where his parents and Mettaton stood with Alphys desperately chasing after him with her hand outstretched.

They watched as Asriel ran next to Mettaton and grabbed on to his arm with the microphone attachment forcefully, pulling it down away from the robot's face and up to his snout instead.

"Everyone! Please, stop!" The crowd became deathly quiet merely seconds after the prince shouted into the microphone, Asriel visibly shaking from how nervous he must have been standing there with all eyes on him now.

"Is that really..?"

"Holy crap, the rumors were true..."

"Son..?" Asgore looked just as shocked with Asriel's appearance in the spotlight as Toriel watched with motherly concern, Alphys stopping in her tracks behind the group and displayed just as much worry as the rest of the group.

"My... my name is Asriel, and I think... I have met my fair share of humans... and I don't think that all humans are the same as these ones that are trying to trap us again." Asriel placed his free hand over his chest and clutched on to his sweater before continuing to speak.

"I especially don't want anyone to hurt Jett or Frisk. If there was a human that you all should like, it would be them! I know that most of you have met Frisk before, and whether you were having a short conversation with him or trying to take his soul for yourself, he was kind and spared everyone, no matter what. And his sister, Jett..."

Asriel paused for a few seconds before moving his hand away from his chest slowly with his brightly colored rainbow filled soul following, silent murmurs momentarily filling the room with the sight of it.

"Jett is the reason why we were able to make it to the surface to begin with, and she is also the reason for why I'm here again, speaking to all of you. She sacrificed the power that she had and gave me part of her soul. She hardly even knew me and didn't have to, but she did anyway."

Asriel's soul started phasing back in to his body as Jett nudged her way past Sans with Frisk still firmly gripping on to her arm with his hand, striding over next to Asriel and placing a hand on his head to ruffle his fur gently to grab his attention. She cleared her throat out and turned her gaze away from the prince, clearing her mind out before parting her lips to speak out loud.

"I know that you all must feel discouraged right now, angry and upset at the world for their discrimination against your kind. Discrimination is not limited to just Monsters however, and I have seen Humans up on the surface discriminate against each other based of where they come from, the color of their skin, their beliefs... If we go up and start trying to fight them back physically, then the world will see us as beasts. So instead, let's start building our community inside of this gate that they have us all trapped in and show that we are more civil then they think. It may be dangerous though, so take your time deciding on whether or not you want to be a part of this new community. Let's show them that we will not be intimidated!"

The room stayed deathly quiet after Jett's last words left her, her nerves growing slightly as the Monsters talked quietly among themselves. What if they thought her idea was stupid? Oh god, why did she have to open her mouth?!

"Great idea Jett! Let's show them we ain't afraid!" Undyne turned her head over her shoulder to shout her encouragement over at Jett, her fierce voice breaking the silence seeming to be what everyone needed to help guide their decision on the matter as well.

"Yeah... Yeah! Let's do this!"

A Monster way in the back of the room agreed as well, everyone's voices starting to boom and their hopes for freedom blossoming once again.

With their anger subsided, the royal guards dropped their defenses one by one as Mettaton took his arm back gently from Asriel's grip that he still had on it, the robot getting everyone's attention with information on the meet and greet session back at his Resort as Jett turned her back to the crowd and started walking back towards the doorway that lead out of the room with Frisk still trailing beside her.

"Jett, wait just a moment." Toriel's gentle hand clasped on to her shoulder, timidly stopping her to catch her attention. Jett looked up at Toriel, the Monster's eyes filled with mixed emotions that she couldn't quiet pin point. "I am very happy that your idea has been agreed on, but are you sure that moving everyone up on the surface will be all the help needed to fight back?"

"I'm not sure, but I think that it's worth the chance. We probably just need to set some rules for living on the surface for everyone's safety and then we'll be good to go." She smiled back at Toriel and spoke over the noise in the room.

"Trust me on this, I just have a feeling, in the meantime we should probably get started with the new development of the town though!"