Time seemed to melt as they listened to the music. Neither of them knew how long they had been standing there, listening to the music as past memories bubbled up to the surface of their minds. Had it been seconds, minutes, hours? They didn't know and didn't particularly care. Jeremiah knew they couldn't stay like this forever, they had to keep moving forward. Why did they have to keep moving forward? Honestly, Jeremiah wasn't completely sure. He knew he had to avoid Papyrus and Flowey, but he had no idea what his end goal was here. Was it to escape? No, Chara claimed there was a spell trapping the monsters underground. So if they couldn't escape, why would the spell let him? Was his goal to convert these savages? He certainly wanted to convert them, but most of them seemed rather hostile to him. Well, one of them had been friendly to me, and look at how I messed that up. She could end up burning in hell because of me. That thought filled him with despair. It would be entirely his own fault, wouldn't it? God had practically gift-wrapped the opportunity for him to save her, and he blew it because he was too paranoid! His despair quickly morphed into anger at himself. I'm a craven fool who accused a kind old lady who saved my life of murder! How am I going to save these savages if I couldn't even save her? He was just about to slap the side of his head when he suddenly remembered what God told Moses in the cave. "Who has made man's mouth? Who makes him mute, or deaf, or seeing, or blind? Is it not I, the Lord? Now therefore go, and I will be with your mouth and teach you what you shall speak."

He was stunned by the simplicity of it, and also felt ashamed for not trusting in God to guide him. Of course, he couldn't save anyone on his own, the only one who can save is Christ alone. He was little more than a humble messenger. So he would keep pressing onwards and trust that God would lead him to wherever he was needed. So feeling humbled yet strangely joyful, he bowed his head and prayed. "Oh please Lord forgive me my pride and cowardice. I thank you, Lord, for being patient with me. I ask that you protect and guide me through these savage lands." Jeremiah hesitated for a moment before sighing. "I know I messed it up, but please give me another chance to save Toriel, my Lord." He was about to say amen, but all this talk about Toriel's salvation made him wonder if her child had been saved. Chara looks like she's my own age, and I figure it's safe to assume they were both around the same age. So even if he never heard the good news of Christ, he was still only a child. I highly doubt God would condemn a child to hell if he never even got a chance to hear the gospel. He knew that should've relieved his worries, but he still felt perturbed at the idea of Chara's friend burning in hell. He let out a sigh as he came to the conclusion that since her friend was dead, the only thing he could for them was to pray and ask God to have mercy on them, so he did. "Please God, I ask that Chara, her friend, and I, can all meet one day in your heavenly kingdom. Amen." As soon as he finished. he turned around to tell Chara it was time to leave. But instead of her still staring at the statue, trapped in the past, she was staring right at him.

Jeremiah couldn't help but feel awkward. "How much of that did you hear?" Almost as soon as he asked the question, Chara jolted slightly. She couldn't help but feel awkward herself for getting caught eavesdropping. Then again, did it really count as eavesdropping if she had no choice but to listen? She hesitated for a moment, before admitting. "I kinda heard everything." Even Jeremiah could notice the way she cringed as she admitted it. They both stood there awkwardly for a moment until Chara seemed to compose herself. "If it makes you feel any better, I suppose I can see why you didn't trust Toriel. You just fell down a mountain and nearly got murdered by a talking flower, I can't blame you for being distrusting. Honestly, now that I think about it, from your point of view Toriel's home must've felt like a real Hansel and Gretal type situation." Jeremiah didn't know who Hansel and Gretal were, but he understood what Chara was trying to do. She was trying to help him feel better out of pity. Pity that he didn't want, need or deserve. Jeremiah let out a sigh and started to rub his temples. "Chara, I accused Toriel of murdering children without any evidence, after she saved my life. Please explain to me how that isn't wrong?" Chara just smiled and shrugged. "Oh, what you did was stupid and wrong." Jeremiah stared at her, completely shocked by her sudden shift in attitude. Ignoring his shock, she continued. "Just because something's wrong, doesn't mean you can't understand why someone does it. Besides, Toriel has probably gotten over what you said by now."

Jeremiah thought about everything she said. Chara had made a decent enough point, he hadn't been completely unjustified in distrusting Toriel. But that still didn't make it right to do so. Before he could dwell on it for too long, Chara spoke up again. "Also, I do have a plan that at the very least should stop Papyrus from murdering you." Jeremiah looked at her disbelievingly. "How do you plan on doing that?" Chara's lips slowly curled into a smug grin. "It's simple. There's no way the king knows about this human murdering business. Papyrus is probably taking advantage of Da… King Asgore's naivety and is doing all of this behind his back. So all you have to do is get to his castle and explain everything to him. Then he'll lock those perfidious skeletons in prison and probably adopt you or something." Jeremiah's eyes widened. "Adopt?" Chara just shrugged again. "Ya, probably." She quickly noticed his stunned expression and hastily added. "I know you may want to go home, but that's not really an option. But I can personally guarantee you'll be.." Jeremiah interrupted her before she could finish. "That would be amazing! Being adopted by the king would give me the perfect chance to convert him! If he converts, the whole kingdom will probably follow suit! Praise God!" He then started to run away excitedly, all of his worries being left behind. Chara just stared at him completely and utterly stunned, until an unseen force started to drag her behind him.

Jeremiah and Chara walked down the extremely confusing bridge almost side by side. The bridge in question was so confusing on account of its many paths that seemingly led to nowhere. Normally Jeremiah would be ranting to Chara about how stupid the bridge's design was, (Chara would've actually agreed with him on that) but he was far too busy signing to do so. "Jesus loves me, loves me still. Though I'm very weak and ill. From his shining throne on high. Comes to watch me where I lie. Yes, Jesus loves me. Yes, Jesus loves me. Yes, Jesus loves me. The Bible tells me so."

Chara sighed as Jeremiah sang his little heart out. They had been walking for about an hour now with almost nothing interesting happening. There had been that small cliff that took Jeremiah half an hour to climb over. That had been pretty funny at first, but after a while, it just got sad and boring. So when Jeremiah asked her if she minded if he sang, she told him to knock himself out. She had honestly been hoping for him to be a horrible singer, that way she could tease him about it. But no, he just had to be a fairly decent singer who only sang one song… on repeat… for what Chara assumes to be at least a million times. Jeremiah suddenly stopped signing and Chara's heart rejoiced. But then she heard him taking in a deep gulp of air followed by him saying the words, "Jesus loves me." Chara felt her heart sink all the way to the bottom of the core.

But her despair was quickly replaced by a new emotion, rage, burning rage. She was just about to demand him (very loudly) to sing literally anything else when a loud crashing noise came from right behind Jeremiah. Unfortunately, the sudden noise startled Jeremiah, causing him to jump up in surprise. Normally, this wouldn't be that big a deal, but he was unfortunately standing a little bit too close to the ledge, so he accidentally jumped right off the bridge. Chara stared at where he had just been standing in complete and utter shock. Before she had time to process this, the unseen force that tethered her to him began to pull her off the bridge with him. So she got the pleasure of falling right beside him as he screamed all the way into the dark abyss.

Undyne surveyed the bridge below her from atop a rocky perch. There were no signs of movement besides the occasional ripple of water in the lake underneath the bridge. "Oh Angel, this is boring," Undyne muttered angrily to herself. She had already patrolled the entirety of Waterfall twice today, but her shift didn't end for another two hours. She honestly had nothing to do, which had been a problem happening more and more lately. If she had known being in the royal guard would be this boring she would've… probably still have joined the royal guard in all honesty. Well, she still has to go to Hotland, find the canine unit and order them to go back to Snowdin, (there's going to be hell to pay whenever she finds out who sent them a fake order to go to Hotland), but Hotland sucks and she can't be bothered going there. Besides, if a human comes through Snowdin, Papyrus will call me and I can deal with it.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she spotted something moving. She stared at it for a moment and took notice of the way it walked on two feet. She couldn't see much more than that, because they were too far away to make out any more detail. So she waited until the figure got closer, and as they drew closer the more and more she reached the conclusion that it had to be a human. Undyne couldn't help but grin ferally as she summoned a blue spear. She was about to fling the spear at the unexpecting human when she realized it wasn't a human at all, it was just that strange monster that looked almost exactly like a human. They were walking along happily, singing a song about how someone named Jesus loved them because someone else called the Bible told him so. Uyndyne had no idea who these two people were, but was happy for the kid regardless. She also couldn't help but wonder what sort of monster this child was, even though he looked nothing like them, his personality made her suspect he was some sort of Whimsum.

Before she could do much thinking on what sort of monster the child was, she remembered the fact she had just been planning on skewering said child. So with a sigh, she dissolved her spear. That was a close one. It's a really good thing Alphys showed me those human history documentaries, or else I could've seriously hurt this kid. That kid must have it really tough looking like that, bet he gets attacked by other monsters all the time. As soon as she thought about that, an idea popped into her head. Wait, I can totally just follow this kid around and beat up anyone who attacks them. That would be doing way more good than just patrolling Waterfall for the millionth time! With her mind made up, she leaped from her rocky perch onto the bridge below with a grin. She landed right behind the child with a loud crashing noise. The child let out a scream in surprise… then in a panic… accidentally fell off the bridge.

Uydyne just stared at where he had been standing just moments before in surprise. After a moment she composed herself. I'm really lucky falls can't hurt monsters. She really was lucky, she was pretty sure a human couldn't survive the jump she had just done, and a human probably couldn't survive the fall that kid had just taken. Still, she probably should head down to where the kid fell and apologize for scaring them. Besides, she still had to protect them. She was about to jump down after them but stopped herself when she realized she could accidentally crush the child. She sighed as she realized she would have to take the long way down.

Pain and a sense of regret were the first things Jeremiah felt when he woke up. He lay on the ground for a few minutes with his eyes closed, he was far too afraid to open them and see the damage. "That was stupid." Chara groaned out. He tried to agree with her but found himself unable to move his lips. That can't be good. Chara, please tell me how bad is it? Instead of acknowledging him, Chara let out a pained wheeze and said. "I knew I should've just used the knife ins…"

Chara was suddenly interrupted by someone speaking. "It sounds like it came from over here." The person speaking somehow felt familiar and comforting to Jeremiah. He tried to call out to them for help, but he still couldn't speak. "If I'm quiet, maybe whoever that is will leave me alone and just let me die." Jeremiah was shocked, to say the least. "Why would you want to die, aren't you already dead?" Chara ignored his question yet again. Seeing that she was being far too weird and moody to be any help, Jeremiah tried to pick himself off the ground. But he couldn't even move his body. Fortunately, that proved to be unnecessary because the stranger seemed to notice him. "Oh! You've fallen down, haven't you? Are you ok?"

Silence was the only answer the kind stranger received. After a moment of silence, he felt someone grab his limp arm. "Here, get up." Chara let out a small sigh and his body started to pick itself back up without him even thinking of doing so. His body felt heavy and wobbly, like a large stack of books, but the kind stranger kept him from falling back onto the ground. He wrapped his arm around the stranger's shoulders like they were a lifeline. After a few silent minutes spent walking like this, Chara spoke up. "My name's Chara." It took Jeremiah a moment to realize it was his lips that were moving each time Chara spoke. When he realized that, everything seemed to suddenly click for Jeremiah. This wasn't real… well, it was real, but it was just a memory. A memory that he was now certain belonged to Chara. He couldn't help but feel like he was violating something sacred by being here, hearing all of this. "Chara, huh? That's a nice name." Suddenly, the darkness surrounding him was replaced by light. "My name is…"

Jeremiah's eyes slowly fluttered open. He was surrounded by tall yellow flowers, much like the ones he saw when he first fell. And to his surprise, he wasn't in any real pain. Oh sure, his whole body was aching and he really didn't want to stand back up yet. But he wouldn't complain about any of that after falling off a bloody bridge and surviving. Maybe getting attacked all the time by magical savages was starting to toughen him up a little. As much as he would've loved to just lay down in his little spot, he knew he couldn't do that forever. So he forced himself to slowly pick himself off the ground. Thanks to what he could only assume to be a blessing from God, he felt very little pain as he did so. "Oh thank God you're alright. I was honestly worried that you died." Chara actually did sound extremely relieved, and once he was standing on his two feet again he could see said relief written on her face. He couldn't help but smile, it was nice to know someone down here cared about him. Chara smiled as well. "Like imagine how horrible that would be. I would be stuck here and forced to watch your body slowly rot, that would be boring." Jeremiah's smile dropped and an annoyed look took its place. "Gee, thanks for the concern." Chara, still smiling brightly, told him it was no problem.

Jeremiah stood there for a moment before looking up. He couldn't even see where he had fallen from. "Chara, what happened? All I remember is hearing a loud crashing noise and then falling." Jeremiah had wanted to mention the memory he had seen as well, but he figured it wouldn't be for the best. Chara shrugged. "Being honest, I'm not sure. I didn't see what caused that noise, but whatever it was, it frightened you enough to make you lose balance." Jeremiah blushed. "Is that seriously how l fell?" Chara nodded happily before pointing at his shirt. "You kinda got that whole outfit covered in mud too." Jeremiah looked down, and true to her word, his whole outfit was caked in mud. He let out a groan, causing Chara to laugh. "Don't worry about it, this room is filled with water so it shouldn't be hard to clean it." He didn't realize it until she mentioned it, but the room around them was filled up with water. There was even a small waterfall to their left. He couldn't help but feel stupid for not noticing it all sooner. "Then again, we're in the dumps, so the water here probably isn't that clean… just don't drink any of it."

Jeremiah nodded, even though he was no longer paying attention. Because as she spoke, he noticed something else in the room. He couldn't believe what he was seeing at first, but the longer he looked at it, the more certain he became. His eyes lit up like saucers as he asked Chara in amazement. "Who owns all that?" Chara turned around to see what he was talking about, but all she saw were piles of garbage. Eventually, she gave up on finding it on her own. "What are you talking about?" Jeremiah pointed at one of the trash piles. She just stared at him. "That's just garbage man." He stared at her wide-eyed. "Garage! That has to be worth a small fortune!" Chara looked at him skeptically. "Really? I understand that the surface is basically Road Warrior, but shouldn't there be all kinds of scrap up there?" Jeremiah had no idea what this "Road warrior," was, but he understood her question. "No, most of the ruins and scrap up there have been completely picked clean." Chara's skepticism seemed to fade and was slowly replaced by thoughtfulness. "Huh, I guess that makes sense. Nukes would've blown up the big cities like Phoenix, and it's been a couple of hundred years since those bombs fell."

As she spoke, he walked off the flower patch and started to wade through the water. The water just barely went past his knees so he wasn't afraid of it. Although the way the mud seemed to swallow his feet with every step he took disgusted him slightly. As he walked through the murky waters, he tried to wipe the mud off his shirt. But doing that only seemed to make the mess worse, so he left it alone for now.

He eventually made his way to one of the scrap piles and started to excitedly sift through it all. He was personally hoping to find one of those ancient typewriters, they could really use one of those back at the monastery. Sadly, he never found one, but he wouldn't complain about the things he did find. He found at least a dozen of these little glass rectangles that Chara couldn't identify, her best guess was that they were made after she fell. Most of them were cracked in some way, but he figured at least Father Greene would appreciate the novelty of owning something pre-war. He also found about three different books, but they were far too wet to actually be readable. Finally, he found a larger glass rectangle that had these strange buttons and sticks on the side. On the back of the rectangle were the words, "Nintendo switch." Chara quickly identified Nintendo as an ancient video game company.

He glanced up from the switch to look at Chara. "What's a video game?" Chara let out a groan. "It's… uh, it's like a game that you play on a machine." Jeremiah raised an eyebrow. "What sort of game? Like a card game? Horseshoe? Bible trivia?" Chara shook her head. "No, it's not like that. It's really hard to describe, why don't you just see if you can turn it on?" Jeremiah looked back down at the game machine. "How would I do that?" Chara didn't say anything, instead, she leaned down to look at the machine as well. After a moment she pointed at a tiny button at the very top of the machine. "Press this button." He did so and to his shock, the words, "Nintendo switch," appeared on the screen in white. In his surprise, he almost dropped the machine but he managed to stop himself.

After a moment the screen shifted to say, "Press A to continue." He looked at the buttons and pressed the one labeled A. The screen shifted yet again to show a white screen with multiple boxes that were labeled with different names. Before he could do anything a little message popped up saying, "Warning, battery at three percent." Chara let out another groan. "Well, that's just great. You probably only have a few minutes to try out a game." Jeremiah didn't share in her annoyance, he was far too happy and excited to have an actual, working, piece of the old world in his hands. "So are these boxes the games?" Chara shrugged. "Pretty sure, I've never even heard of a switch before but I do know Mario is a good game." She pointed at the first of the boxes that was labeled, "Super Mario Bros."

"I'd recommend you play Mario, I don't know about any of these other games but I know Mario is pretty simple. You just jump and kill mushroom people." Jeremiah was about to ask Chara why anyone would even play that, but another box caught his attention. It was a black box simply labeled "Deltarune," in white letters.

Something about the game seemed to draw him in, and before he knew it he clicked on the box. "Hey, you clicked on the wrong…" Chara was interrupted by Jeremiah hushing her once the music started to play. He stared at the screen in amazement as it displayed some of the most beautiful art he had ever seen, alongside a tale of three prophesied hero's coming to save the world from destruction. Once it finished, he was brought to a blue screen with three boxes labeled save files. He looked up at Chara and asked her in a panic. "What's wrong, how do I get back to the game?" Chara stared at him for a moment before laughing. "You're in the game, doofus. That thing you just watched was the intro. These save files are here so you can save your progress in the game so you don't have to start all the way from the beginning." Jeremiah blinked and tried to process the information. After a moment he thought he understood. "These… save files, are they like bookmarks?" Chara nodded. "Yep." Jeremiah smiled. "Thanks," Chara told him not to mention it. He looked back down at the game, filled with excitement at the idea of embarking on an epic quest. But when he looked back down, the screen was black. Chara snorted. "Looks like it ran out of battery."

Jeremiah stared at the blank screen in shock. He tried to press the button that turned it on in the first place but nothing happened. He tried to turn the machine on again, but nothing happened. He kept trying to turn it on until he eventually realized it was no use. So with a sigh, he put all the ancient artifacts he found in his knapsack. He went back to wading through the water, with his head downcast. Noticing his gloomy mood, Chara tried to cheer him up. "Hey don't worry, there should be a charger somewhere down here." This didn't seem to help his mood at all so she continued. "Besides, that game was definitely made by some sort of monster so it probably wasn't even pre-war." Jeremiah was silent for a moment before asking underneath his breath. "What makes you say that?" Chara couldn't help but smirk at the fact he was talking again. "Well it's simple, even back when I was alive the monster war was little more than a local rumor. Yet whoever made that game somehow knew about monsters. Not only that, they somehow knew about the Deltarune and exactly what it looks like. Come on, I think we can both agree that's extremely unlikely."

Jeremiah thought about what she said and had to admit it made lots of sense. Yet despite the fact this Deltarune game probably wasn't some ancient game, he couldn't help but feel a longing deep in his heart to see that story unfurl. But now, he would never get to see it. Chara let out a groan. "I already told you, we can find a charger for it and you can play it later." Jeremiah immediately brightened. "Really?" He asked her excitedly. "Ya, sure." She paused for a second before asking. "Why do you even want to play that game? Shouldn't all that talk about banishing angels and heaven bother you?"

Jeremiah didn't bother facing her as he replied. "That angel was obviously supposed to represent Satan. The Bible does describe him as an angel of light after all. Also, the heaven that the game mentioned was supposed to belong to the angel, who I just told you was Satan. So his heaven is obviously a false one. It's pretty interesting that there are three heroes, because…" Chara started to tune him out. She would've normally told him to just shut up, but he was far too excited and she didn't quite have the heart to ruin that. The way he was prattling on kinda reminded her of whenever Asriel would tell her about one of his OC's. Asriel. Just the thought of his name was enough to fill her with regret.

As she watched the way he rambled on excitedly, occasionally stopping to shift through some garbage as if it were a treasure chest, she couldn't help but see some resemblance in their personalities. The pair of them were awful scaredy-cats, they could both be pretty stubborn, and both of them were complete and utter dorks. For half a moment, she couldn't help but worry that she was only helping him out of some sort of weird guilt about Asriel. But she quickly wrote that off. Even though the two were slightly similar, they were also pretty different. Heck, now that she put a little bit more thought into it, even their similarities were really only surface level. For as much as she loved Asriel, he was more spoiled than actually stubborn. She remembered all the times he demanded her to play one of his games, even when she was sick or in one of her moods. She also couldn't really picture Jeremiah drawing something or writing fanfiction like Asriel did. But regardless of similar or dissimilar they were, she would make sure he didn't end up like Asriel. As she reached her conclusion, she was filled with Determination to protect Jeremiah.

"So that's why I'm excited to play that game!" Jeremiah waited a moment to see what Chara had to say, but she never said anything. He looked up at her and noticed she was just blankly staring at him. His face turned as red as both of their eyes. How long has she been staring at me like that? Wait, why is she even staring at me like that, is there something on my face? He was about to ask her that question, but the sound of someone screaming in anger stopped him. "Was that Papyrus?" Chara asked him in a panic, suddenly losing interest in his face. "No, I'm not Papyrus! I'm a ghost that lives inside a dummy!" Jeremiah whirled around and saw a floating dummy. Normally such a sight would've stunned Jeremiah, but after everything that's he seen recently it wasn't that impressive. But the fact this dummy could apparently hear Chara did stun him. "Of course he could hear me you dummy, he just said he's a ghost." Before Jeremiah could even reply the dummy let out another angry scream. "How dare you compare me to that incompetent idiot? He somehow got knocked out before even meeting my cousin! My cousin was so excited to see a human, but this fool was too busy being knocked out to even acknowledge my cousin!"

Before the dummy could continue his rant, Chara interrupted him. "When was this? When he got knocked out in the ruins or when he nearly drowned to death towards the beginning of Waterfall?" The dummy's anger seemed to vanish for a moment. "Oh, that was back in the ruins." But the anger quickly returned with a vengeance. "My cousin was possessing a dummy too! He was so disappointed about not getting to meet the human, he stopped possessing his dummy!" Jeremiah blinked and asked. "Wouldn't that be a good thing? I mean, I imagine your cousin wants to go to heaven." The dummy and Chara both stared at him. "They are not that type of ghost." Jeremiah blinked in confusion. He was about to ask how there could be more than one type of ghost, but the dummy interrupted him before he could. "Ya, what are you, racist?" Before Jeremiah could try and explain that he wasn't racist, the dummy let out yet another scream. "You know what you racist incompetent idiot? I'll… uh… disappoint the soul right out of your body!"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, about half a dozen smaller dummy's appeared right above the mad dummy. "Foolish! Foolish! Foolish!" The mini dummy's started to shoot white pellets at Jeremiah. "Quick Jeremiah, dodge! Jeremiah didn't need to be told by Chara to dodge, but he appreciated the fact she did. He barely managed to sidestep the pellets. At least I'm getting better at this dodging thing. "Jeremiah, watch out, there's more behind you!" Jeremiah whirled around and saw even more white pellets hurtling towards him. Jeremiah dropped down to the ground, accidentally swallowing some water as he did so. Thankfully the pellets just sailed right on over his head and went straight towards the dummy. "Oww, you dummies! Watch where you're aiming your magic attacks!" The dummy paused to stare at Jeremiah as he picked himself back off the ground. "Hey! Forget I said anything about magic!" "Wait, why is he making such a big deal about magic attacks?" Chara let out a sigh. "It's because magic attacks are the only thing that can hurt him, since, you know, he's a ghost." The mad dummy yelled out to Chara. "Hey, which side are you on?" Chara just ignored him and told Jeremiah. "When you dodge his attacks, try to do so in a way that they'll hit him instead." "How am I supposed to do that?" Chara was about to shrug and tell him she had no idea, but she was interrupted by the sound of a woman screaming in anger.

All three of them looked at each other, hoping one of the others had an explanation. Fortunately, their unspoken question was answered when a screaming armored figure came charging from right behind Jeremiah. They ran straight to the dummy and suplexed him, causing him to be sent flying away, screaming in rage and pain all the way. "That's what you get for hurting a kid!" The armored figure shouted at the dummy as it quickly vanished from sight. As the figure turned around, Jeremiah quickly realized it was Uydyne. Jeremiah stood there frozen, unsure of how to react. She had just helped him out, but she was working with Papyrus. Uyndyne stared at him for a moment before taking off her helmet. Jeremiah was surprised by the fact her appearance didn't surprise him too much. While her sharp teeth did scare him slightly, her eyepatch filled him with enough pity to distract him from his fear. He also couldn't help but admire the aesthetic appeal of her blue scales that were contrasted with her red hair.

Uyndyne started to rub the back of her head and she tried to avoid eye-contact with him. "Sorry for scaring you off the bridge." Jeremiah and Chara both blinked in surprise. "That was you?" They both asked in unison. Uyndyne shifted her feet awkwardly. "Ya, that was me. I didn't mean to scare you like that though, I just wanted to try protecting you." Jeremiah's mind came up with a million different snarky responses to that. But he resisted his desire to be snarky with a gentle reminder to himself that she had just saved him from the dummy, besides it wasn't like the fall had hurt him at all. Chara, on the other hand, couldn't stop herself. "Gee, you're doing a great job of that so far, aren't you lady?" Jeremiah looked at Chara through the corner of his eye, doing his best to not look insane as he did so. "Give her a break, she's risking her life by helping me." Chara looked confused for a moment until a look of sudden understanding took its place. "Papyrus." She gasped out in fear. Jeremiah nodded sagely. "We both saw Papyrus ordering her to kill me. If he finds out she's ignoring his orders, Lord knows what he'll do to her."

Chara looked down at the ground guiltily. "She's a real hero then, isn't she?" Jeremiah was about to agree with her when Uydyne interrupted him. "So… kid, you're not going to sue me, right?" Jeremiah was quick to assure his new sixth greatest personal hero, (the first five were Jesus, Saint Rogers, Timothy, Saint Patrick, and King Josias) that he wouldn't sue her. Uydyne sagged in relief. "Oh thank God." The three of them were all silent for a moment until Uydyne asked. "So where are you going?" Jeremiah smiled as he answered her question. "Well I was going to meet the king, I need to tell him about two threats to the kingdom." Uyndyne suddenly perked up, a wide grin stretching across her face. "What sort of threats?" Jeremiah had to force himself to ignore her razor-sharp teeth as he replied. "Well we both know that Papyrus is a threat to the kingdom, but I believe he's working with a talking yellow flower." Undyne' grin vanished, Jeremiah could only assume it was because she just realized how serious this was. But almost as soon as it vanished, it returned. "Well, as the captain of the royal guard, it's my duty to save the kingdom from threats from within and without. So, I'll make sure you arrive safely to King Asgore, all you have to do is deliver your message."

Jeremiah's eyes widened like saucers, he could understand why Monster Kid praised her so much. She was willing to risk her own life to protect a random kid like him and smile about it. He knew what he was about to do was silly, but he couldn't help himself. He ran straight towards Uyndyne and wrapped his arms around her. "Thank you… thank you so much."

Uydyne just stood there frozen as the weird kid hugged her. Papyrus had told her this kid was really into role-playing-games, but he hadn't told her the kid was this into them. Honestly, if she knew they were this into it, she would've thought twice about agreeing to play with them. She still probably would have agreed to play though. Papyrus and that flower friend he told her about were both playing, and it wasn't like she had anything better to do. The kid's stomach suddenly growled. Uyndyne stared at the kid for a moment before asking. "Do you wanna grab a snack at my house before we go on our quest?" The kid let go of her, took a step back, and nodded. She gave the weird kid a wolfish grin. "Follow me then."

(AN)... Sorry, I took nearly a month to upload this chapter. I was incredibly busy, (please don't look at the many hours spent playing the old world blues mod for HOI4). Being perfectly honest, I was in a little bit a funk and had trouble getting the motivation to write, but thank Jesus I've been getting out of it. Also praise God I even got this chapter out before the end of the month.

I tried to be a little bit more descriptive in this chapter, can you guys let me know if I did a good job or not. Also please leave a review and tell me how I can improve my writing.

I hope you enjoy this chapter, God bless and have a wonderful day.