Me: Howdy, dear readers!
Shamir: *curious look* Is there a reason why—
Me: Yes. You still have to learn something.
Shamir: Uh, but you—
Me: I know. The part two of the epilogue will be published at a later date. This is a special drabble I've been planning all along. *mischievous smile*
Shamir: What?!
Me: ...Let's just start this little drabble, shall we?
Shamir: *mumbles* I swear, you're just planning stuff and you never tell me.
Me: Aw, come on, Shamir! Where would be the fun if some suspense wouldn't be there?
Shamir: ...Fine, you're right.
Special Drabble, Start!
Interlude: A Special Day
"This is going to be a special day," Shamir thought as he lightly descended the stairs, dressed in his blue dressing gown that covered the white pajamas adorned with small Delta Runes. A smile graced his otherwise gruff aspect, as he walked towards the kitchen, ready to start the morning — he would usually wake up before Toriel or Asgore did —and hummed a song to himself as he was watching over the kettle of water. However, just as he was blissfully enjoying himself, a loud noise took him by surprise, making the jaguar jolt and spread the water all over the stove. "Oh golly, oh golly!"
"I'm sorry, did I startle you, Shamir?" a familiar baritonal voice rang behind him.
"N-no, you didn't," Shamir said, sweatdropping as he cleaned the stove, "I was just watching over the water for some tea, but—"
"There is no shame in admitting you were afraid," Asgore said, as the jaguar turned to face him, azure eyes meeting his father's gentle blue eyes. "I know you want to show that you're brave, my son, but you have to accept your fears as well."
"I was thinking about something, Dad," Shamir said as he smiled, "I've been reading a curious book the other day, and I thought I could surprise Mom with it."
"With what, exactly?" the kingly goat monster looked with curiosity at the excited feline before him, until Shamir came closer and whispered something in his ear. Asgore then approved of his son's plan with a hearty laughter, "This is going to be nice!"
...
Meanwhile, Undyne and Alphys were also thinking to how to impress Catty — now that she was somehow their adoptive mother — because they really wanted to do something nice for her since she helped them both get past their difficulties. Still, Alphys was still shaken up by the fact Sans was gone for so long, only for him to return yesterday and act like nothing ever happened.
"So, what do you think she'll like?" the fish monster asked, looking perplexed at her UnderNet profile. "I hope she listed a few of her favorite things in here..."
Ring! Ring!
"I-Is that Dad? A-at this hour in the morning...?" Alphys asked as her claws were a little shaking.
"He knows we wake up this early too, so it's fine," Undyne laughed as she picked up the phone and answered. "Morning, Daddy!"
"Morning, Undyne, how are you doing?" Shamir's voice could be heard at the other end. "Listen, I have an idea for today, and I think you could do the same for Catty. Please, do not tell anyone else than Alphys."
"Of course, Dad."
Somewhere else, a tall skeleton was pondering over memories that came back, and he was pretty displeased with the fact Sans hasn't even said a word to him — not that he did try to speak with Sans either — but Papyrus was expecting some sort of apology. It was like what family he had now was crumbling apart, due to some ridiculous travel his brother went through, and his tired gaze rested upon a very, very old photograph of their family. "WHY DO WE HAVE TO BE LIKE THIS...?" he thought for a moment as he rose to pick up the photograph. In it, there was an adult female skeleton holding a much younger Sans, while Sans was holding a small baby Papyrus, and they were all smiling — the tall skeleton was about to let some tears that were forming in his eyesockets fall on the thin glass — only to be interrupted by a voice.
"knock knock."
Papyrus sighed for a moment before indulging his brother, "WHO'S THERE?"
"sans."
"SANS WHO?"
"sans you, i would be depressed, bro. i'm...sorry that i —"
"STOP THE SELF-BLAME, BROTHER. I SHOULD BE THE ONE TO APOLOGIZE, I DID NOT WELCOME YOU BACK AS I SHOULD'VE DONE. BUT—"
"no, bro. you were right to be mad at me, even shamir was, and within good reason."
"STILL..." Papyrus said as he smiled to his brother, "WE ARE FAMILY. AND...MOM WOULD BE PROUD OF US BOTH..."
"heh, yes. yes, she would."
...
Toriel was shocked to find Shamir and Asgore were not in the house, nor in the gardens. Putting a paw to her head, she sighed and went on with her morning chores, even though she couldn't help but admit to herself that she was feeling a little lonely right now — Wonder where they could possibly be, — the matronly goat monster thought as she was washing some dishes.
But behind her, Shamir stood there, watching her as he held a small box in his paws. He caught the most beautiful butterfly he could spot in the midst of the other garden — it was quite fortunate his father grew another garden somewhere else — and hoped that Toriel would love it, as well as the small poem he was ready to recite.
Just as Toriel was starting to cook something, Shamir cleared his throat, taking the goat monster by surprise — and making her drop a plate in the process, the latter shattering into pieces. The jaguar immediately placed back the box in his pockets and helped his mother with gathering the pieces.
"Shamir, it's alright, I can clean this up myself." Toriel gently smiled towards the feline.
"I want to help too!" he insisted for a while, until her red eyes were dawning upon him with seriousness, making him cower a little under her gaze. "V-very well, if you wish so."
"I do appreciate your wish to help, though," she said, while cleaning up the mess. "Do you need anything?"
"Could you just, sit down for a moment, Mom?" Shamir said, beaming towards her. "I have something to show you..."
He immediately reached for the small box and gave it to her, and Toriel gasped with surprise as she saw a beautiful butterfly for her collection of bugs, but what truly made her heart flutter was hearing the also beautiful poem Shamir composed just for her.
My mother, she's one of a kind,
She's protecting me like the gentle wind,
She's the sun that rises in the morning
When the night is barely ending
She's unique, she believes in me,
She's my mother, and I love her so,
And there's none I cherish more.
"My, that was beautiful, my dear child!" the matronly goat monster exclaimed as she hugged the jaguar, whose azure eyes were glinting with joy. "Tell me though, where is your father?"
"Ah, Dad is in the other garden— which is somewhere near Waterfall. He's waiting for you in there. " Shamir said. "I thought my poem was horrible, but—" he was thinking before someone rapped on the door of the Dreemurr Residence quite loudly.
"Must be Undyne," the jaguar said as he opened the main door and closed it right behind him, the fish monster was standing before him with a confused look, and then he spoke to her. "What is it, Undyne?"
"Alphy and I have some trouble with finding a nice gift for Catty, and we thought you could help." Undyne said as she scratched her head in confusion. "I couldn't find anything more than you on her list of favorite things on the UnderNet."
"Ah, perhaps you could go to Dahlia's shop. She's a great seamstress, and has beautiful clothes. Catty adores wearing something that would put out her natural beauty..." Shamir found himself saying, only to put a paw to his face a few seconds later, "And there goes a dirty thought in my mind with that..."
"Dad? Where is this shop?" the fish monster asked, looking at the jaguar, who was still covering his face. "Dad...?"
"Sorry, Undyne," the feline monster replied, "I'll accompany you there. Where's Alphys?"
"She's with Sans, saying she has a lot to discuss with him," Undyne sweatdropped, "but I think she'll be quite arguing with him."
(Later...)
They arrived at Dahlia's shop, only to discover the female deer monster was almost ready to leave and close for the day, but Shamir stopped her with his powerful Roar of Light, deafening her for a moment as she turned towards the two monsters with confused eyes, visibly startled by the sudden sound.
"Ah, Shamir," the deer monster slightly smiled with embarassment, "there was really no need for using that on me. I trust you are looking for something, if you came down here with one of your daughters."
"Yes, but it's not for her that we are searching." the jaguar replied, holding a paw on Undyne's shoulder.
"I understand," Dahlia nodded. "I suppose I can hold the shop open a little more."
"Thank you, Dahlia," Shamir smiled. "Come, Undyne, we have to find something suitable..."
The small shop was indeed tidy, yet there seemed to be nothing that caught the two monsters' attention, until Undyne saw a beautiful red blouse adorned with a star on the front and a blue skirt that also had small white stars on it, pointing in their direction so that Shamir could see them too. "Look, Daddy, those are beautiful!"
"Yes, you're right. They would go nice on her." the jaguar nodded as a smile formed on his face. "We'll take the red blouse with a star and the blue skirt with white stars on it."
"Excellent, those cost 100 G, it's 50 G each." Dahlia nodded. "I trust that the one you're buying them for will appreciate the gift."
"I hope so too," was the thought that crossed both Shamir and Undyne's minds as the former paid for the two items and exited the shop, wishing Dahlia a nice evening. After a somewhat long walk in silence, Undyne decided to break the silence by putting a question that was on her mind...
"Dad?"
"Yes, Undyne?" Shamir looked towards Undyne with a small smile. "What is it?"
"Uh...have you ever felt like you're still not doing things right?" the fish monster sighed as she held the gift bag with care. "I mean, I do get along with —"
"But sometimes, you have this sensation as if it's hard to grasp that you're a part of this family, isn't it?" the jaguar replied as he laughed softly. "Oh, you have no idea how hard it was for me all along, as I had a duty as Captain, and hardly ever stood with my parents as family."
"But you eventually understood that you are a Dreemurr, no matter what happens. You'd always be —" Undyne scratched her head, slightly confused.
"And it would be always the same for you two, you'd always be a part of our family." Shamir said, as he looked into the distance, "I was a fool, nothing but a fool, to think that Mom would think differently of me because I was feeling like a pariah or because I used to do only stupid things..."
"She kept telling me I am a Dreemurr, no matter what. And that she believes in me to find a way to redeem myself —" the jaguar kept saying. "— And here I am, looking for my two daughters, for my soon-to-be-wife Catty, for my parents who taught me everything I know about the ways of the world..."
"Dad," the fish monster laughed, "You're practically the best son they could ask for, you know. And I know you want to do more to see them safe and happy, especially Lady Toriel. Y-you do seem to care more about her than anyone."
"Well, I guess I formed a rather strong bond with Mom, didn't I?" Shamir sheepishly smiled. "I care about my Dad as much, though. He is one of the most powerful monsters in this Underground, and has us to lead through. Trust me, foes who underestimate him are fools."
"Heh, I take your word for that." Undyne gleefully laughed. "Well, I'll go to see Mom, she must be home with Alphys by now. See you in the morning?"
"Of course, Undyne." the jaguar nodded as he and Undyne parted ways, the former going towards the Dreemurr residence.
"All in all, this has been a good day..."