Hey Everyone!

Interference in bold, puns and in italics, magic is underlined.

Swearing happens some more.

-text- indicates either texts, or mental "talking".

All Undertale stuff owned by Toby Fox, else me.

SMxABULM: Thanks! I thought so myself *sly smile*

A voice from the shadows speaks to you, thanking you and asking for advice.

Texts between Asriel and Frisk

-Hey Flower-fur-

-What's up?-

-kid's awake, we've been talking-

-what about?-

-names. think you can bring a list of girl names?-

-...-

-she has NO IDEA what to call herself, but def girl-

-kay. any specifics…?-

-nah, although CHARA would be a bad idea-

-heh, yeah. I'll go through it-

-no murderers, either. she's...fragile-

-I noticed-

-when?-

-I was there before, remember? then-

-oh, yeah-

-I gave her Flowey's story, your story-

-WHY?-

-you forgave me, didn't cha? trying to show her she could be forgiven-

-...okay. You like her, right?-

-...kinda. like sans for you? protective-

-i can see that-

-i can be her dunkle Azzy-

-LOL, Flower-fur, never gonna let up on that, are ya?-

-nope-

-...-

-1G for your thoughts?-

-wow, that much-

-you're worth it. ;)-

-...she looks like the mom-creature-

-well, she's your sister, isn't she?-

-...-

-Frisk?-

-...she says they said a lot of bad stuff about me-

-...golly, you don't say? you know how they felt about you-

-what if she believed it?...-

-Frisk...I love you, you know that? No matter what-

-...-

-Frisk?-

-...-

-FRISK?-

-...-

-hey, idiot, answer me!-

-...sorry, FLOWEY-

-sorry! you okay?-

-yeah, we were talking-

-and?-

-SHE ASKED IF I WOULD BE HER SISTER!-

-well, guess I can't be dunkle Azzy-

-?-

-...I'll have to be her brother ]:)-

-...aw :)-

Sans

The building used to be a firehouse, he knew, before it'd been taken over by Aaron and turned into the city's most elite monster gym. He knew Undyne had a key, since she was easily the most famous fighting monster in the world. He figured that's where he'd find her, and he was right.

She was in the loft, beating on one of the training dummies - no ghosts inside, just stuffing. He watched her, trying to figure out why she'd...yeah, logic wasn't helping him calm down. He stepped out of his shortcut, "hey, undyne."

She stopped mid swing, tension in every scale, then straightened and turned to face him. He kept his hood up, not wanting her to see his eyes, "What is it, Sans?"

"what the hell did you think you were doing?" Okay, subtle wasn't happening.

"Sans, what the hell-"

"they're just a kid, undyne. how could you do that to them? how the fuck can you bring a kid to try and kill themselves?"

"SANS I- what? They tried to- Sans, what the hell are you talking about?"

He growled, fury overriding his better judgement. He grabbed Undyne and dragged her into a time knot. He felt her shock at the feeling of timelessness, smiling a little.

"WHAT THE HELL! LET ME OUT OF HERE, PUNK!" She threw herself against the wall, kicking at it desperately, then throwing herself at another one. Why didn't she just summon her spears? Was she too bloody-damned 'good' to attack him? He remembered she'd never seen him in a fight, but she's said something once about his 1hp. Was she afraid for him?

"if you're such a fucking hero, why'd you tear them apart like that?" He brought his attack bones out, seeing her shock as she barely managed to avoid them, "they're even more gods-damned defenseless than frisk was," he felt a sick pleasure when he saw her terrified face in his skip attacks. He let his hood slide back, and stared through her, "if it weren't for Alphys, Y O U ' D."

She collapsed on the floor, her HP down by half. Slowly, she looked up into the glowing jaws of his Gaster Blasters. He knew she'd met them before, as his 'pets', but...he blinked, seeing her tears for the first time. The blasters' glows faded, and he let them head back to Pap, "u-undyne?" She was just...shaking, not even looking at him, but at her hands.

"Go on. Do it." Why was she crying? She was Undyne the Undying, for gods' sakes, she didn't cry. He picked her up, "What are you waiting for, punk?" Why didn't she fight back? Her SOUL wasn't even struggling against his blue magic, "I deserve it."

Then it clicked. Gods, why didn't he see before? She was Undyne, yes, annoying and brash as all hell, but she was also a hero, down to her SOUL. She'd defend the defenseless without a thought for herself, and he'd just told her she'd made A KID want to kill themselves, "fuck, undyne, I-"

She looked up, then, and he saw the cracks in her SOUL, "Why are you SPAREing me?"

"get, up, undyne."

"Sans-"

" P."

She stood, shakily, more than a little confused; well, she wasn't alone in that, "What are you doing, Sans?"

-what AM I doing, thing?-

-I have a name, you know.-

-i didn't, actually.-

-It is-

-i don't care. You want to tell me what you're doing?-

-...no isn't an option here, is it?-

-nope.-

-fixing something which needs to be fixed.-

-fine, be enigmatic. where am i taking her?-

He gets the feeling someone is raising their eyebrow at him. Undyne still looks confused, but he can live with that.

-To see the child.-

-NO. FUCKING. WAY.-

-Do you honestly think she would try to hurt the child now? Look at her.-

-not try, WOULD. the kid-

-Will be fine. Trust me.-

-...no isn't an option here, is it?-

-It is not.-

He sighed, "come on, undyne. there's someone you need to see."

Asriel

Golly, human names sure are weird. I ended up asking one of my professors if she had a good list I could use. I could have done without the lecture on responsibility, though.

I sneak a peek through the glass into the new room...aw, they're so cute! Frisk and her sister are curled up together on the bed. I sneak a picture before opening the door. Frisk looks over and waves, then settles back in. I hold up the list questioningly, but she motions to the table. Looks like the kid is asleep. I settle back into the chair to wait, nodding off after a few minutes - it's really warm in here!

Plink. I sit up; what…? Oh, it's Sans. He must have teleported in, although he's usually more subtle about it...wait, who's he...Undyne? Frisk's eyes go wide, I'm sure mine are too. What is he doing? Frisk tilts a question at him, but he just sighs.

I get up and try to take Undyne's arm, but...she's...shaking? Sans, what…? He points to the door, then a thumbs up, accompanied by a weary smile. I don't believe him, but...he won't let anything happen to the kid, will he? I know he can be scary when he wants.

Frisk apparently decided to trust him on this, and she's untangled herself from her new sister. I see the kid stir, but Frisk smooths back her hair and she settles down. Undyne's shaking…? Frisk grabs my arm, pulling me out of the room while I try to process the sight of one of monsterkind's greatest heros shaking in her boots.

The Girl

-Little one, I need you to wake up now...please?-

I could hear sobbing, somewhere nearby. Was Fri- was my sister crying again? I don't want them to cry. My eyes were crusty, but somehow I got them open. I could see a window, with the blinds pulled up partway. The moon's just peaking out of the trees, half-empty. The crying was coming from the other side of the bed, so I turned over.

-Hey, isn't that Crazy Cousin Undyne? Why's she crying?-

-She was mad at us, Nyssa...or, maybe mad because of us? I think she was sad we died.-

-But that's not her fault! That's not either of their faults! It was that smiley guy, he did it!-

-Nyssa! Uncle Con told us not to talk about that!-

-But it's not! Lady, can we talk to her? Please?-

-Not you, Nyssa.-

I let Nessa have control of my mouth. She tries to speak, but ends up coughing. That skeleton...Sans? Floats a cup of juice over to my lips. It helps, and Nessa tries again, "C-cousin Undyne? A-are you okay-y?"

Both the monsters stiffen, then, slowly, Undyne looks up, "Nessa...Nyssa? Is that you?"

"Yeah, it's me. Nyssa's here, too- No, Nyssa, let me do it. U-undyne? Why did you y-yell at us?" Sans pulls his hood up, his hands shaking a little.

"I...I...heh. I was being an idiot, cuz. I...thought I'd lost you two, I guess…"

"Did you mean it? What you said?" She flinches, looking out the window at the half-full moon.

"I...I did, then. Not now…" Moonlight glistened off her tears, "I'm sorry, nerd...I-"

-Nyssa, let me speak? Thanks, kiddo.-

-Consolas, what are you-

"You apologizing to your cousins, or to the girl you hurt?"

I wince. -Why did you say that, I don't deserve to be-

"All of them," what? "I was an idiot. I...I'm sorry I didn't keep you safe, Ney-ney. I should have...I'm sorry. And...I'm sorry, kid. There is NO way that...it wasn't your fault. Not that I deserve to be forgiven," She slumps.

-But...she was right-

-No she wasn't, kiddo. IT WAS NOT YOUR FAULT. Ima keep saying that till you get it through your thick skull, you hear?-

-Hey, lady?-

I tilt my head at Nyssa.

-Do you forgive her?-

-Nyssa! How can you-

-Of course!-

I reach over to the empty cup, picking it up carefully, then throwing it at her. I miss, but she still looks up. I smile at her, "...that's alright. I'll do it anyways."

"I don't deserve your mercy."

"...too bad," I hear muffled laughter from Consolas, and...Sans? "You're getting it anyway."

She glares up at me, and I try smiling again, "Are you...pitying me?"

I giggle, although it feels weird and unused, "Nope."

"Then...why? Why are you being so nice to me? After everything I've done…"

"...because...because...I don't know. Why wouldn't I?" I reach out towards her. She looks confused, then slowly gets up. One step at a time she comes closer until I can reach out and...well, try to pull her into a hug. It ends up as more of a faint tug. She looks like she can't believe this is happening, then leans over and squeezes me in a hug. I squeak a little - she's strong!

"kid-" Sans' voice sounds weird, like he's trying not to laugh. Undyne glares over at him, but he ignores her, "you really are Frisk's sister, aren't you?"