It had been two days since Berry had last seen or heard from his datemates. To say he was worried would be an understatement. In a place as small as the Underground it was almost impossible not to run into people on a regular basis, especially if you were dating them. Plus there were the phone calls. Berry was used to calling his girlfriends every night that he wasn't sleeping with them. So for him not to hear from them in two days was unthinkable. He had to find them!

He regretted not searching for them sooner when he found them. The state they were in… he would remember it for the rest of his life. They were missing all of the toes on both of their feet, and the raw patches had been burned. Their legs had been fileted. The places where the strips of flesh were missing had been salted. They went all the way up to their underwear. At least whoever did this hadn't hurt them there. Their stomachs, though, were apparently fair game. It had been sliced up in a grid pattern that would make healing much, much harder. Their arms had words carved into them deep; "slut", "creep", and "shithead" were the only three he could make out around the blood. Their faces, though, were easy to read. They had the word "freak" carved from cheekbone to cheekbone. Spike's glasses were embedded into gaping holes where her eyes had once been, and TNT's gills had been cut off completely.

Berry took in all of that in a handful of seconds. That was all he had before his magic rebelled and forced him to throw up everything he had eaten that day. The mess merged with the blood on the floor of the room to form a sickening tye-dye effect. He threw up again when he realised just how much blood there was.

By the time he had gathered himself enough to act it was too late. Berry unbent just in time to see the two monsters he loved the most, the two monsters who had pulled him out of his depression and saved his life, he saw those two monsters turn to dust. He gaped, unable to believe it. This couldn't be real, right? They hadn't just turned to dust. This was all just a big misunderstanding. He would wake up any minute now to Spike's snores and TNT's fond exasperation at those snores. Then he and TNT would tickle Spike mercilessly until she was fully awake. They'd all laugh and get out of bed and… and…

Berry shuddered when he looked back down and saw the blood. That was wrong, wasn't it? Even if this was just a dream, he shouldn't leave the floor looking this messy. He should at least try to clean it up, so he did.

That was how Stretch found him when he came back to gloat over their bodies. Seeing someone stuck in a cleaning fit was very familiar. Maybe he should have questioned it more, but, to him, it wasn't out of the ordinary.

Blue insisted on making sure that Scales was settled comfortably before letting them talk about anything else. It was hard for him to do; he wasn't used to asserting himself like that. He managed it, though. It helped that he could put on his "doctor" voice. It also helped to know that these people were willing to be kind to him, even after knowing he'd been raped. That felt so alien to him that he didn't really know what to do with it. The only thing he could do was hope it would last.

When Scales was safely set up in one of the beds down here in this hidden lab (who knew that there was a lab underneath the lab? He didn't.), Blue gulped and faced the others. He could still feel the fire in his belly from hearing about what the King did here. He found the Royals so- so frustrating! Every decision that his Queen had ever made had hurt him. Her rules had ruined his life. Her refusal to pay for the damages of the accident had cost him his father. Her appointees to the Royal Guard had used their authority to rape him. Her arrogance had stopped him from saving thousands of lives. Why couldn't they just be helpful? Was it really that hard?

"underfell to blue, can you hear me?" The words weren't what smashed him out of his internal fit of fury. It was the poke that accompanied them. He definitely overreacted by flinching back and shaking with fear. Red looked at him with confusion, then shook it off. "i dunno where you went just then, bud, but scales wants to tell us her plan now. you good with that?"

Blue nodded slowly. He was just glad that Red wasn't mad at him for overreacting. Stretch hated it when Blue overreacted in public.

Scales, propped up with more pillows than should rightly have been down here, coughed. "Well, three of you know the general plan for the revolution. Everyone hates the King, so it'll be easy to convince them to stay home if we use Metta's channel. The guards are already on our side, so it won't be hard to get into the castle. The only part that we hadn't worked out before was how we were going to subdue him long enough to shove him in the Void. I think Blue might be our answer to that."

Blue's head slowly tilted as he tried to figure out what she meant. Just the idea that there could even be a revolution was hard for him to grasp.

Fortunately, it wasn't only Blue that was listening to Scales. "YOU MEAN THAT, IF WE SNEAK HIM INTO THE CASTLE, HE CAN SEDATE THE KING AND PUT HIM IN A COMA, RIGHT? HAVE YOU CHECKED HIM TO SEE IF HE'S UP FOR IT?"

Blue stiffened in real fear. "NO, NO, NO, PLEASE DON'T-" He was too late. His stats popped up for all of them to see.

"Blue - Underswap Sans"

"The easiest friend you ever made. Rulebreaker for 17 years."

1 LV

0.568 / 0.713 HP

90 / 90 MP

AT: 1 (-25)

DF: 1 (0)

EXP: 0

NEXT: 10

WEAPON: None (Healer!)

ARMOUR: None

GOLD: 0

Silence reigned for several seconds as Blue started to tremble. They had seen. They had seen. They had seen they had seen they had seen they had-

The feeling of fear that overwhelmed him ran into the one obstacle he didn't expect, although he probably should have, given that it had happened earlier. Three sets of arms wrapped around him in a hug. Three voices tried to sooth him. Eventually, a fourth voice broke through the bedlam due to sheer volume. "BLUE, WHY DO YOU HAVE SO LITTLE HP? THE ONLY MONSTER I KNOW HAS HAD LESS THAN 10 TOTAL HP IS RED, AND THAT WAS WHEN HE FIRST FELL DOWN HERE INTO THE UNDERGROUND. HOW DID YOU SURVIVE WITH LESS THAN ONE?"

Blue gulped. "I… REMEMBER HOW I SAID I WAS RAPED A LOT? I NEVER REALLY… GOT THE QUALITY OF MEDICAL CARE I SHOULD HAVE, SO I DIDN'T REALLY HEAL UP VERY WELL. IT'S… BEEN GOING DOWN LATELY, TOO," ever since Stretch found out about his prostitution, actually, "BUT IT WAS AT 0.498 THE LAST TIME I CHECKED, SO IT'S… ACTUALLY GONE UP?"

Seven eyes stared at him. Red's eyes were the most angry looking. Blue quaked before them. "lemme get this straight. a maximum of about seven tenths of a hp point is an improvement for you?"

Blue nodded, thinking through his next words carefully. "I'M JUST… WEAK. LIFE HAS BEEN HARD, AND I'VE TRIED MY HARDEST, BUT IT WAS HARD TO TAKE CARE OF MY LITTLE BROTHER ALL ON MY OWN. I TRIED TO RAISE HIM RIGHT, BUT, AS THINGS GOT HARDER… I STARTED TO LOSE HOPE. I WAS DETERMINED TO KEEP GOING FOR HIM, BUT… I GAVE UP HAVING ANY HOPES OF MY OWN WHEN THE QUEEN REFUSED TO SIGN THE LICENSE OF A FORMER PROSTITUTE."

Red burst out laughing. Scales and Edge gave him an unamused stare. Felldyne looked like she wasn't that far behind Red in the laughing department, and it was she who spoke. "Seriously? Even Fellgore didn't care about me, and I did that to pay for my own house so I didn't have to live with Gerson. Is that seriously why she refused to sign your license?"

Blue, blinking at her, nodded. "...ALMOST ENTIRELY, YES. SHE DIDN'T LIKE THAT I BROKE CURFEW AS A CHILD AT THE HOSPITAL, EITHER."

Felldyne did chuckle then. "Sheesh, no wonder you hate her. If I were Empress I'd make you the Lead Healer in an instant. You helped Scales, you hate the Royal Family, and you've got enough spunk to compliment someone who could kill you with a sneeze. Definitely leadership quality. You wouldn't happen to be looking for a job, would you? Once we pull this coop off I'm the next in line."

Before Blue could jump on this opportunity, Red threw it away for him. "come on, dyne. he's got a brother waiting for him back home. i know i'd give anything to get back to my bro if i lost him."

Blue became aware of the way Felldyne was studying him. He shivered under that stare and the thought of going back to life with his… well, he couldn't deny it anymore, could he? His abusive brother. He didn't want to burden them with his problems, though. Not before he earned the right to call them friends. He had to help. "SO, WHAT'S THE PLAN ONCE I SEDATE YOUR KING? WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO WITH HIM?"

The others reluctantly (and not so reluctantly) accepted this change of subject. "WE'RE GOING TO SHOVE HIM INTO THE VOID, THE ULTIMATE PRISON SPACE WHERE NOT EVEN LIGHT CAN ESCAPE. IT'S WHERE THE KING SHOVED MY FATHER WHEN HE REFUSED TO LET HIM TAKE RED AND ME AWAY FROM HIM."

Blue shivered. He knew who dwelled in the Void from back home, and he knew why. After all, he was the one who put River there. "ARE YOU SURE THERE ISN'T ANY OTHER WAY?"

They all nodded, but Red nodded more vigorously than the others. "that bastard has too much damned lv to put in a prison - he'll just punch through the walls. can't kill him neither, not without going lv crazy. no, we need to send him somewhere he can never get out."

Blue sighed. "ALRIGHT. IF THAT'S THE ONLY WAY… I'LL HELP YOU WITH THE SEDATION AND ANY HEALING, NOT WITH ANYTHING ELSE. I'D ONLY GET IN THE WAY."