"NYOO HOO HOO…" Papyrus cried. "I CAN'T EVEN STOP SOMEONE AS WEAK AS YOU…UNDYNE'S GOING TO BE DISAPPOINTED IN ME. I'LL NEVER JOIN THE ROYAL GUARD…AND…MY FRIEND QUANTITY WILL REMAIN STAGNANT!"

Coraline watched the skeleton, unsure of what to do. Papyurs had been a much harder fight than she had anticipated, even with sans' warning. If she lost, she may have never been able to see home again. Yet she couldn't help but feel a stir of pity for Papyrus. It was the same kind of pity that stirred in her soul when she thought of Toriel. Toriel deserved a second chance. Maybe Papyrus did too.

"You know," Coraline said. "When I get back to the Surface, I won't be going back home."

Papyrus stopped crying long enough to listen.

"I haven't been to my real home in a long time," said Coraline. "My family and I moved to a new home, the Pink Palace."

"IS THAT NEAR THE KING'S HOUSE?" Papyrus asked.

"No. It's like a set of houses," said Coraline. "My family isn't the only ones who live there. There's Miss Forcible and Miss Spink, and Mr. Bobinski and the mice he's training to sing."

"ARE THEY ANY GOOD?"

"I've never heard them. But so far, they're the only ones who've gotten my name right." Coraline said. "I haven't been able to make a single friend since I moved to the Pink Palace. Maybe…you would like to be my first?"

Papyrus turned back to her.

"REALLY!? YOU WOULD LIKE TO BE FRIENDS WITH ME?" He asked. "WELL…I GUESS I CAN MAKE AN ALLOWANCE JUST FOR YOU! WOWIE! WHO KNEW THAT ALL I NEEDED TO MAKE PALS…WAS TO GIVE PEOPLE AWFUL PUZZLES AND THEN FIGHT THEM?"

Something cold moved against Frisk's cheeks, as gentle as moth's wings. A voice, barely a whisper, spoke.

"Art thou—art thou alive?"

Frisk nodded.

"You poor child," said another voice.

Frisk tilted their head in confusion.

"She left us here," said yet another voice. "She stole our hearts and stole our souls. But she forgot about us in the dark. She has worked so hard to find a place to keep you that she has forgotten a place to keep us."

"I walked through the scullery door," said the first voice. "And I found myself in the parlor. But she was waiting for me. She called herself my other mamma, but I never saw my real mamma again."

Frisk took a shaky breath as they realized what they were saying.

"It is the eyes that go first," said the third voice. "She will steal your soul and she will take your life and all you cares't for, and leave you in the mist and fog."

"Flee!" said the second voice. "Flee, while there's still air in your lungs and blood in your veins and warmth in your heart!"

The nothingness stopped. Hard stone began to form under Frisk's feet, and Echo Flowers sprouted in the cracks. Lights, not quite stars, formed in the ceiling. A wooden bench formed in front of them. It almost looked like a room in Waterfall. Frisk wondered if it was supposed to be a room out of Waterfall that they never found.

"We must stay in the darkness," said the first voice, their voice growing fainter than ever. "Flee while you can, but peradventure, you can find our souls…"

Frisk was alone again. They took a seat on the park bench that had formed, ignoring the rush of memories that came with it.

The Other Toriel was going to hurt them. There was no reason to doubt it.

So why did Frisk feel like the real monster?

Their foot collided with something. Frisk was shaken out of their reverie long enough to investigate. It was some kind of food, something like a quiche, somewhat burned and wrapped in foil.

"I just couldn't handle the responsibility," said the Echo Flower next to it.

Frisk understood.

The shift from Snowdin Town to the Waterfall was abrupt. It was almost like Coraline had stepped into a different room. The snow quickly melted off and faded into cold earth beneath them. The cold air grew damp, and for the first time Coraline really felt like they were in the underground.

There was one thing familiar about the Waterfall, however. There was a wooden sentry station, the same kind sans had manned. It even smelled like sans', Coraline realized, ketchup and grills.

Her stomach rumbled, and she realized the last thing she had to eat was some of Papyrus' spaghetti. Maybe sans' food was halfway edible.

She moved into the sentry station. True to her suspicious, it was filled with bottles of ketchup and boxes of buns. The hot dog itself, however, was…water sausage? Not something edible, at least.

The only other thing inside was a small journal, worn with use. Coraline flipped through it absently. The pages were filled, either in a language she couldn't read or with formulas that made her head spin. She settled on one page. A drawing of a human child, detailed rather well for someone as lazy as sans. Underneath was scrawled don't trust them, the don't cross out heavily and the trust them underlined several times.

"heya kid."

Coraline nearly jumped at sans' voice. She hadn't heard him approach again.

"though you might like your raincoat back. you won't have much use for that sweater through waterfall."

Coraline had nearly forgotten about the sweater. "Thanks for letting me use it. I think one of Papyrus' attacks may have cut it a bit."

"oh? you fought my bro?"

There was a tenseness in his voice, Coraline noticed. The kind that sounded like he didn't know what to think. She looked up at him, and noticed his smile stretch ever so slightly.

"He challenged me so he could capture me," Coraline said. "I convinced him that we could be friends."

"ah," sans said. "yeah. my bro's pretty cool like that. hope he didn't give you a bad time."

Coraline grew silent for a minute as she watched sans. He un-tensed, but only slightly. His eyesockets were still firmly focused on Coraline, in a way that she could not read. She felt her sins crawling on her back.

"Say, sans, am I the first human in the Underground?" Coraline asked.

The lights in sans' eyes flickered for only a moment.

"nah. not that many that i've heard of, though," said sans. "not sure what happened to the others."

"Did your brother capture them?" Coraline asked.

"no. paps was a baby bones the last time a human came through here," said sans. "hey, humans get hungry, right? care to pry me from my work and go to Grillby's with me?

"I think I ought to get going," said Coraline.

"alright. just let me know if you change your mind," said sans. "i'll be slaving away here at my checkpoint."

"I thought your checkpoint was in front of the Ruins?" Coraline asked.

"what? you've never seen a guy with two jobs before?" sans asked.

Coraline waited until he had sat down at his checkpoint before waving to him and leaving. She did not feel the eye sockets leave her until she was far away.

If sans had never seen another human before, then who had he drawn in the journal? Did Papyrus not being old enough to capture a human make him not old enough to capture a human? Had the other human been captured, and if so, what became of them?

Coraline was so lost in her thoughts that she hardly noticed herself wander into the thick grass until it encompassed her vision. Every blade was at least as tall as she was, and it was impossible to see around it. She took another step forward.

"HELLO UNDYNE. I'M HERE WITH MY DAILY REPORT," said Papyrus.

Coraline froze. She could not hear who he was talking to, but it was impossible to mistake his voice.

"UHHH…REGARDING THAT HUMAN I INFORMED YOU ABOUT EARLIER…HUH? DID I FIGHT THEM? Y-YES! OF COURSE I DID! I FOUGHT THEM VERY VALIANTLY! …WHAT? DID I CAPTURE THEM…W-WELL, NO…I TRIED VERY HARD, UNDYNE, BUT IN THE END…I FAILED. W-WHAT? YOU'RE GOING TO FIND THEM? BUT UNDYNE! YOU DON'T HAVE TO DESTRYO THEM! YOU SEE…I SEE. I WILL HELP YOU OUT IN ANY WAY I CAN."

Papyrus hadn't helped her at all. She was still going to be captured. That is, unless she did something about it first.

Coraline dared not to move until she heard a set of footsteps fade off into the distance. Then she ran, as fast as she could. She did not slow down even as she heard a set of footsteps behind her.

" ÓåÝÒRZ(g ë '?"

Frisk jumped at the voice. No…'voice' was not quite the right word for it. It was a set of sounds, vaguely in a patter that sounded like human speech, but mechanical and lifeless.

All of a sudden, Frisk was not alone. The new person towered over them, even taller than Toriel was. Its body was covered in a heavy black cloak, the inside in a constant state of motion that made Frisk's head spin. His face looked more like a worn mask, with two holes pouring into an eye and mouth.

Somehow, the figure managed to convey an expression of mild embarrassment. It raised its hands, nothing but bone and with two holes coming out of its palms.

It moved its hands closer, and Frisk flinched away from it. It took them a minute to realize how the hands moved.

Child? It signed. Are you all right?

Frisk didn't know what to say. They raised their hands to sign. To wipe away the tears that were threatening to burst from their eyes. To do anything.

How did you come about here, child? The monster asked.

Frisk didn't know what to say. They settled for making a gesture that looked as if they dropped something.

Lost? The monster asked. How did you end up lost in this world?

Lost me, Frisk said.

The monster looked like they didn't know what to say to that. Their hands trembled slightly as they signed again.

I am here for much the same reasons, they said.

Their face did not show expression, but somehow Frisk could tell they were stepping in sensitive territory. They decided to change the subject.

What's your name? Frisk asked.

It has been a long time since I have needed a name. The monster answered.

Everyone needs a name, even if you have to make one up yourself, said Frisk. My name's F-R-I-S-K, but I haven't been using that one for very long.

The monster let out a set of noises that almost, almost, sounded like a chuckle.

In life, I was known as W-D G-A-S-T-E-R. You may call me that, if you wish, They signed.

Are you a skeleton monster, WD? They asked.

Gaster nodded.

I've met a few skeleton monsters. P-A-P-Y-R-U-S and S-A-N-S, Frisk said. You remind me a lot of S-A-N-S.

Gaster stopped his walking. He signed something, so quick and with so many unfamiliar signs that Frisk couldn't catch it. He caught on to their confusion, and asked again.

You have met S-A-N-S? He asked, his movements slow and fluid.

Frisk's hands were shaking too much to sign back, so they nodded.

He is well?

kids like you…should be burning in hell.

I think I hurt him, Frisk said, once they managed to get their hands to stop shaking.

I believe I have too, Gaster let out a noise like a sigh.

Coraline ran through the Waterfall. She ran past the waterfall carrying rocks she had to dodge, ran through the puzzles that were supposed to be solved with bridge flowers, and ran over the boarded piers that connected areas of Waterfall to others. She only stopped running when she caught a ferry ride on a monster's face. She got three gold in return.

Undyne continued to chase her.

Waterfall grew dark, but Coraline continued to run. More piers awaited her in complex patterns, making makeshift walkways for the citizens of Waterfall to get from house to house. Spears shot from the ground under her.

Undyne was getting closer.

Coraline dodged the spears that blocked her path. She ran until she could not run anymore.

Undyne was right behind her.

Coraline hardly noticed the bridge stop until it broke, already far worn from the effect of dozens of spears. Then she fell.

I understand you are hurt, said Gaster, but this place is not safe. There are many things here that will not hesitate to hurt you.

I know, Frisk admitted. But I don't think I can go back.

Gaster did not say anything after that.

WD? What do you do when you hurt someone, but want to fix it? Frisk asked.

Gaster thought for a long time.

You do everything you can to prove you are better than that, I suppose, said Gaster.

Coraline woke up to the sounds of the phone Toriel gave her. She answered, not thinking about who would be trying to contact.

"HELLO! THIS IS PAPYRUS!"

Coraline remembered what happened the last time she saw Papyrus. "How did you get this number?"

"WELL, I DIALED EVERY NUMBER SEQUENTIALLY UNTIL I GOT YOURS! BUT THAT IS NOT IMPORTANT RIGHT NOW! I HAVE A VERY IMPORTANT QUESTION!"

"Does it have anything to do with Undyne?" Coraline asked.

"YES!" Papyrus said. "YOU ARE QUITE ASTUTE FOR A HUMAN! HAVE YOU MET UNDYNE YET!?"

"No. But I did hear you talking to her about me," said Coraline. "I thought you didn't want to capture me anymore!"

"I DON'T! BUT YOU SEE…" said Papyrus. "UNDYNE'S OPINION OF YOU IS QUITE…MURDERY. I THOUGHT I MIGHT BE ABLE TO LEAD UNDYNE OFF YOUR TRAIL BY WORKING AGAINST HER! THAT WAY, YOU CAN STILL MAKE IT TO THE BARRIER WITHOUT DYING AND I WILL STILL HAVE MY FRIENDS!"

The anger in Coraline's soul faded away. She couldn't be mad at someone who was genuinely trying their best.

"It's a little late for that," said Coraline. "Undyne's already spotted me."

"DRAT. BEING FRIENDS WITH EVERYONE IS HARD!" Papyrus said. "BUT DO NOT WORRY, HUMAN! THE GREAT PAPYRUS SHALL ENDEAVOR TO COOK UP A PLAN TO GET YOU TWO ON BETTER TERMS! THAT WAY, MY FRIEND QUANTITY WILL CONTINUE TO FLOURISH! NYEH HEH HEH!"

He hung up before Coraline could answer back.

They found themself back in the Judgement Hall. A figure lay before them. The bells chimed.

So you finally made it.

If we were really friends, you wouldn't come back.

Frisk shook away the bad feelings. They weren't going to be judged. They were going to make everything better.

"heya kid. wow, you got tossed pretty far, didn't ya?" the other sans asked. "you won't tell your mother about this, would ya?"

Frisk shook their head and joined the other sans.

"yeah. let's get home kiddo," said the other sans. "say, let ya wear my jacket back for 5 gold."

Frisk decided to decline. They didn't say anything until they were firmly out of the New Home area of the Other World.

s-a-n-s, what do you think of other T-o-r-i-a-l? They asked.

The other sans slowed down. Sweat began to form on his skull.

"well, she's great, y'know?" said the other sans. "she made all of this, just for you, after all."

I think I need to go back to the Underground for a bit, and I want to know how to ask her, Frisk said.

"oh, is that all?" said the other sans. He didn't sound relieved. "well, the best way to get her to do anything is to challenge her to a game. she won't turn ya down."

What kind of game? Frisk asked.

"well, you could always have a finding game," said the other sans. "there are a lot of things here she kept hidden. just make sure you know what to look for. if you ever need a hint, i'll be willing to give you some advice, on the house. think there are a few other monsters that'll be willing to give you a hand if you can find them. say…past the Judgement Hall?"

Isn't that cheating? Frisk asked.

"she ain't above it," said the other sans. Phalanges tapped on femur nervously. More sweat dripped from the top of his skull.

He was nervous, Frisk realized.

Thank you sans, they signed.

"no problem kiddo," the other sans said. "i'm rooting for ya."

They reached the home. The other sans kept his distance as Frisk entered the house, and didn't turn to leave until they appeared in the window to sign thank you to him again.

Now came the hard part.

They found the Other Toriel in the kitchen again.

"Hello, my child. You were out for longer than I had anticipated," said the Beldam. "Would you like to talk about it?"

How do I exit the Ruins?