Hey Everyone!

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

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

All Undertale stuff owned by Toby Fox, else me or a reference.

You pull up to the premiere, finding a spot next to a bright red convertible. It looks lovingly maintained...and smells slightly of spaghetti.

Undyne

"You two punks doing alright back there?" I take a peak in the rearview at the kids. The queen is going to be so excited! THIS IS GOING TO BE AWESOME!

"Yeah!" Sean, still wearing that orange jersey and bandana, pumps his fist, nearly hitting the roof of the car. Gods I love this kid...would Frisk mind if he and I were besties? Nah, of course not, they're FRISK! WE ARE GOING TO BE THE BEST BESTIES EVER!

"I'm okay…" The girl's still scared of me, huh? Or is she always like this, quiet? I can barely hear her over the highway roar. Are human girl children always like this? Not that I've met many...but Silver's like this too. Actually, Silver isn't so much quiet as...silent. It's WEIRD!

"U-u-undyne, our exit's up n-n-next," Aw, my girl's the best...even if she's back to stuttering again. Urgh, if I wasn't so BUSY dealing with the stupid RED TAPE around these kids...I look back out the window, pulling into the right lane.

The girl squeals, "Aren't you supposed to signal?"

I wink at her in the rearview, "Yep. I even did it this time. That annoying beeper thingy...what's it called, Alphy?"

She doesn't even slow down in her typing, "Signal-alarm."

"Yeah, that thing broke a few days ago. The light still works, we checked. So no worries!" I finish with a grin. The girl looks less-than-reassured. I frown. I really can't keep calling her that, can I? I know the one with the glasses is called Pers, and that other one that just sorta showed up with the snails said they're name was Minori...Alphys still can't get over how good their Japanese is. Asgore's jerks sent me the paperwork for the other two...I think their names were Fatima and...Amy? Ama? Amu? Something like that. Gonna have to ask when they get here...they're making their stopover now, aren't they? Wow, everything's moving so quickly...sometimes I miss the old days...the biggest piece of news anyone could remember was the last human soul falling down - right, I'm actually sitting in the car with two of them. TWO OF THE HUMAN SOULS…

Wait, is that Papyrus? It is, and Pers and Minori...and Silver's fallen asleep again. She's just floating there, fast asleep! Seriously, she hangs out with Sans too much, he's starting to rub off. She even made a pun the other day...at least, I think she made a pun...well, okay, I think it was supposed to be a joke, but I have literally no idea what she was going for. Welp, if we're going to surprise the Queen, might as well get everyone in on this, right? I pull up to the curb in front of them.

"HEY PAPYRUS!"

"UNDYNE! WHAT A TOTALLY COINCIDENTAL AND ENTIRELY NOT PLANNED SURPRISE!"

I narrow my eye, "Sure, coincidence."

I can see the sweat beading off his skull, "YES! A COMPLETELY UNINTENDED, CHANCE MEETING THAT WAS NOT, IN ANY WAY, ARRANGED BY TEXT MESSAGE."

A child's muffled laugh erupts behind me. I pretend I didn't notice, "And this non-existent text message was from?"

The sweat is really pouring now. Minori is giving Papyrus a stare that would do a stone statue proud, and Pers is scribbling closely in his notebook. I so want to read that thing someday...didn't Frisk carry his old one around in the Underground for a while? I wonder where that thing ended up.

"HOW COULD A TEXT MESSAGE THAT DOESN'T EXIST HAVE A SENDER?"

"Papyrus, I will find this out eventually, don't make me get out of this car and noogie you."

Minori puts a hand on his shoulder, "Just tell her. Honesty is always best."

He and they share a look, then he sighs, "BUT ALPHYS ASKED ME NOT TO TELL HER? IS THIS NOT BREAKING MY WORD?"

My eye twitches, and I look down. Alphys holds up her phone, "I, um...just wanted to b-b-be sure nothing bad had happened...and, um...I meant, um...not to tell Toriel, P-p-papyrus? Please don't tell me you t-t-told the Queen."

Papyrus expression brightens. The girl behind me snorts. Still gotta learn her name, damnit, "OH, I SEE! PHEW, THAT IS A RELIEF. HER MAJESTY IS STILL AT THE HOUSE WITH FRISK. THEY ASKED ME TO TAKE SILVER AND PERS AND MINORI TO THE LIBRARBY, BECAUSE PERS AND MINORI HAVE NOT BEEN, SO WE WENT BUT THEY WERE CLOSED? AND SO I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, THOUGHT A VISIT TO GERSON WOULD BE A GOOD ALTERNATIVE. HE GAVE US CRABAPPLES FOR THE QUEEN AND THE TINY HUMAN, SINCE SILVER ATE SEVERAL WHILE WE WERE THERE."

Papyrus gestured to the bags he and Minori were carrying. I rolled my eye. Gerson always gives people crabapples when they visit him. No one even likes crabapples up here...well, Frisk, but they liked Papyrus' cooking back in the Underground, and even I have to admit, looking back, that that stuff was inedible...wait, did he just say Silver ate SEVERAL CRABAPPLES?! WHAT THE HELL?...must be a family thing. Wonder if Cork likes crabapples...wait…HAS ANYONE TOLD CORK ABOUT HIS LITTLE SISTER? Note to self: get Fedsy to send a message to his unit ASAP. He's gonna be pissed. Like, TORI pissed.

Speaking of Toriel, "So nerd, wanna lift? Got a surprise for Toriel."

"OOH, A SURPRISE? IS IT A NEW ATTACK?"

I snort, "Nope, BETTER! Take a look."

He peers into the car, "I SEE. MORE SMALL HUMANS...HELLO, SMALL HUMANS!"

"Woah, that armour's so cool! Where'd you get it?"

Papyrus' chest swells, a breeze picking up just for his scarf. Seriously, how does he do this? I want to know!

"I SEE YOU ARE ADMIRING MY BATTLE BODY! IT HAS BEEN A WHILE, BUT IT IS STILL AN OUTFIT MOST WORTHY OF THE GREAT PAPYRUS. SOME TIME AGO, NOT LONG BEFORE FRISK APPEARED IN THE UNDERGROUND, MY BROTHER AND I MADE THIS!"

"Cool! Hey, hey Undyne, do you think I could make something like that? It's even cooler than my bandanna and gloves!" He navigates Silver into the backseat, folding himself up to sit beside her. Minori scrambles back after him, snatching the seatbelt away when he tries to do it for them. He shrugs, leaning over to secure the STILL SLEEPING SILVER! Seriously, how does she do this?

I grin, watching Pers wiggle in between Sean and the girl, "HECK YEAH! Papyrus, you, me, Sean, and the sewing machine, TOMO- wait...FRIDAY! Yeah, Friday. THIS IS GOING TO BE AWESOME!"

Papyrus turns to the girl, one row up and across the car from him, "SMALL HUMAN WHO IS WEARING BLUE, I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, WOULD LIKE TO KNOW YOUR NAME."

The girl blinks at him, then quietly mumbles, "I am Patience."

"IT IS A PLEASURE TO MEET YOU, PATIENCE HUMAN! I AM THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AND THIS TINY HUMAN WHO IS SLEEPING IS CALLED SILVER, AND THIS-"

"We've met, Pappy. Hey Pae, hey Sean."

"Hello Minori. You know it is rude to interrupt others?"

The kid looks ashamed at the scolding from Patience, "Sorry, Pae. Sorry, Pappy."

Papyrus pats their head, "THAT IS ALRIGHT, SMALL HUMAN WHO BROUGHT SNAILS. I FORGIVE YOU."

The last buckle clicks into place. I grin into the rearview mirror, "Great! Let's get this Toriel Surprise Party on the road!"

Chara

"So why are there so many beanbags? There's like twelve, Mom. Twelve. Why?"

I try to hide my smile when she laughs. I missed her laugh, "Well, my child, when we first came to the Surface, this house was home to quite a few monsters. We could not all fit upon the couch at the same time, and beanbags are easy enough to make, given fabric and stuffing. That is why we began making a beanbag for every person who lives here, or who visits this house often. This one is Frisk's, and this one is Sans, and this new one is Silver's...I shall have to make you a beanbag, shall I not?"

I stop dead. That is not a name I know, "Hold up. Mom, who's Silver? Did you guys get a cat or something?"

She gasps, a paw flying to her snootle. Oh yay, I've shocked the Mom...no, wait, that's a 'I forgot something important and/or flammable' face, not a 'Chara how could you' face. Slightly more interested now...unless it's a cat. Please don't let it be a cat - I hate cats.

"I did not tell you about the others, did I not? Oh, Chara, I...there is so much that has been happening of late...I am sorry, my child. Let me explain...you know of Frisk, do you not?"

"Yeah, and Azzy, and now he's tall, and you guys are up here where there's more chocolate, and Frisk and Azzy go to the college Sans' teaches at - wow, are his students in for a surprise when he gets back. That'll be fun."

"That is...not entirely inaccurate. Have you...has...my child, do you know anything of why Frisk came to the mountain?"

I scowl, "Yeah, I do. Those foul-mouthed, pea-brained, power-mad, bloody-damned parent-creatures!"

Aaand now we get the shocked face. Of all Mom's expressions, I missed you least, "Language!"

I frown at her, "Mom, you've heard me use worse, and those bozos deserve it. Do you know what they did to them?"

Her eyes flare, fire in their depths. Okay, Mom's mad, "Yes. I am more than aware of the horrors they committed, not only to Frisk, but to their other children. Silver is one of those children, Chara, and she is still very much recovering from all they have done, so I would ask you to show her mercy."

I roll my eyes, "Oh, not like I've never done that before."

She rubs her snootle, "That is not what I meant, my child. I...she is...more in need of kindness than most. She has seen less of it in her short life than you had seen before you made your way to us...and much of it was her own gift to others. She will not hurt you...but it would be quite easy for her to be hurt by you."

Something upstairs clanged, and Mom did that look at me, "WHAT? I'm right in front of you, there's NO WAY that was me. Come on, I just got here, I'm not going to tear the place down just yet. I'll wait at least a week," she pinches my ear, "JOKE! IT WAS A JOKE!"

She sighs, but I can see a smile trying to get out. Yes, score one for the Chara - take that, Trashbag, I can make her laugh too! "Come, my child. Let us see what Captain Undyne wishes to say. She is the only monster I know who is as routinely destructive of the furnishings as you."

I skip up the stairs two at a time as Mom swirls her way up. If I ever wore a dress, I'd want to look like her. Not Undyne, that's gross. Ew. No, if I could be as elegant as Mom...and as badass? That almost would make up for the stupidity of a dress. Almost. I really hope Azzy burned the pink thing.

I jump up onto the top step, tipping a little bit as I turn the corner, trying to catch up with Mom. Her legs are WAY too long. Why can't she slow down a little? She always used to. Come on, Mom, my legs are like, half as long as yours. Please remember that...and she's gone. Welp, good thing she showed me where the front door was. Not like I got to see the outside yet.

Aaand...hugs. Okay, who are all these weird people and why is MY Mom hugging THEM. Well, not Undyne and Papyrus, I know them straight off. Hard to forget that eyepatch and that sparkly-annoying optimism. It makes me sick, it really does...alright, that might be an exaggeration, but really, when you get to feel your brother DIE because he thought the stupid humans wouldn't KILL him...when you get to watch this strange kid you've never seen before get their brains dashed in by the people who should be OVERJOYED to see their kid back in one piece...Okay, that train of thought is too depressing for today, switching tracks. WHO THE HELL ARE ALL THESE KIDS? There's, like...five of them...and she's still hugging those two. Why is she hugging them...stop hugging them. Please?

"OH! HELLO, SMALL HUMAN WHO IS WEARING STRIPES. I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, DO NOT REMEMBER MEETING YOU BEFORE. WHAT IS YOUR NAME?"

Now they're all looking at me...stop looking at me. Please stop staring, I...um...why is this kid hugging me? What the heck? Stop, only Mom and Azzy and Dad get to do that…

"...hello."

I know that voice. I whisper back, "Get away from me, Trickster."

The kid's head tilts, "...who is Trickster? I'm Silver...you were watching, and you looked sad."

"Well, I'm not."

"NOT WHAT?" And that was louder. Great, now I have to talk to this...cheerful skeleton! Urgh, I hate people who are ACTUALLY cheerful. It's...annoying.

"Not talking to you, bye," I wave over my shoulder, hurrying to try and get away before Mom-

"Chara, you will be nice to these guests, will you not?"

-remembers I'm here. I spin, putting on my best 'I don't like you but I'm still smiling so go away' face. The skeleton acts like he doesn't notice, which, unless he's an idiot, he did, and despite what everyone in Snowdin seemed to think, Papyrus isn't an idiot. Urgh - why did it have to be the cheerful one? Trashbag would just leave me alone already - this one doesn't know when to stop poking.

I walk slowly back, "Howdy Papyrus, my name is Chara. It's absolutely wonderful to meet someone as cool and amazing as you."

I bring my arm up. I open my hand. He snatches it and nearly shakes me off my feet, "WOWIE, SMALL HUMAN, YOU ONLY JUST MET ME AND ALREADY YOU RECOGNISE MY COOLNESS!"

Why yes, skeleton, yes I do. The blue fish is giving me a look. Is Mom...no, she's busy hugging again. I stick out my tongue at the Captain. Jerk. Her eye glints, and she gestures, two fingers out from her eyes shifting into one digit pointing at me. Oh, it's on, fish. I beat you before, I can beat you again.

"Hey, cool! You're eyes are red and stuff!" A loud, bouncy, orange blur suddenly condenses into a kid in front of my face. His hair - definitely a he - is sorta red, and he's got freckles. My eyes narrow. I hate freckles. Freckles takes my hand and starts pumping it almost as vigorously as Papyrus, "I'm Sean, Sean the Brave! You're Chara, right? Cool!"

"Cool," I try to get as much sarcasm into my voice as possible. It betrays me by squeaking. Why, why do you do this to me? Now he's grinning...I bet he thought I was excited. Great.

Another hand takes mine, a lot gentler this time, and daintily shakes it. Yes, daintily. This is almost as annoying as Freckles over there. I look up at a girl, frilly blue dress with white trim over white, snagged tights and black, scuffed shoes. Oh look, it's Alice in Wonderland. What's wrong, Wonderland, fall down the rabbit hole on your way to the ball?

"Hello, Chara. It is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Patience. I apologize for this...rude person over here," The girl glares at Freckles, "He is...a boor."

I raise an eyebrow, "Boor?"

She sighs, then drops the mask, and it's a mask. I'd recognise one of those anywhere, something rich kids, famous kids, kids in fear, and kids in pain develop to hide the emotions no one wants to see. Underneath is a little girl pathetically eager for someone to like her. Eww. I hope I don't have to be her friend.

"An annoying idiot who doesn't know stuff you know but should."

I grin, "Oh," the word was full of glee. Finally, a word that expresses my opinions of people exactly. "Boor. I like it."