Undyne smiled wolfishly at Jeremiah, (which he found kinda funny on account of her being a fish). "What do you think about my house? It's cool, right?" The house in question was made of tiles that were colored lavender, black and a color Jeremiah couldn't decide if it was pinkish purple or a purplish pink. Not only that, the house was designed to look like a giant angry fish head.
Jeremiah had a lot of thoughts about her house, and if he was correct in assuming she wasn't asking him if the house looked cold, then he was fairly certain he didn't find her house, "cool." Chara groaned. "Come on Jeremiah, her house is a giant fish, that's awesome." Jeremiah frowned slightly. "It really isn't. Imagine how weird it would be if I built my house to look like a giant human."
Chara rolled her eyes. "You're just hating."
He was going to argue further, but he noticed Undyne staring at him. Realizing he had been standing there quietly for about a minute, he answered her with the first thing he could think of. "It… uh, looks just like you."
Undyne blushed. "Gee thanks, but it's actually supposed to look more like my grandma." Jeremiah tried to come up with something to say to that, but failed to. Silence seized it's awkward and uncomfortable throne for a moment and everyone involved suffered.
Thankfully, the heroic Uydyne quickly cast down the tyrant with a simple question. "Do you want to walk inside?" Jeremiah, filled with desperation to avoid being under that terrible tyrant's reign once again, quickly agreed. With that, they both made their way inside her home.
Jeremiah paused as he stepped inside her home. He had hoped the interior of Uydyne's home would be more… conventional than this, but it looked like his hopes were in vain. Her floor was made of blue and yellow tiles, while her walls were made of blue and pink tiles. "Wow, for someone so cool her kitchen is awfully tacky." Jeremiah felt inclined to agree with Chara on that.
That wasn't even getting started with her extremely odd choice in decorations. There were strange drawings of what appeared to be a girl with cat ears fighting another cat eared girl, all of these were pinned to the wall with spears. Speaking of spears, the amount of very sharp weapons lying about her home was simply ridiculous. He could understand having a few just in case some bandit broke into your home, (heck, he even has a few knives hidden around the monastery just in case a wild animal breaks into the monastery again) but this was simply paranoid! It wasn't even like any of these weapons would be that useful in case of a home invasion, she didn't even own a gun! It was honestly kinda sad, even Uydyne, the most noble of monsters, was being forced to use these savage weapons. I guess that just means I have even more work to do.
"You do realize I don't care if you sit down… do you?" Jeremiah jumped up slightly when Uydyne suddenly spoke up. He looked over at Undyne who was staring at him, her face was a weird mix of impatience and awkwardness.
Chara stared at him unimpressed. "Great you've made it weird."
Jeremiah ignored Chara's comment and nodded his head. "Thanks Miss Undyne." He then made his way to the chair and sat down.
Undyne smiled as he sat down before making her way to a strange white box. "What is that, Chara?"
Chara, who was currently standing right beside him, laughed. "That's a fridge. It keeps food cold."
Jeremiah looked at Chara in amazement. "That's amazing! The old world truly must've been a marvelous world to live in!" He could feel Chara was embarrassed by what he said. She was about to tell him it wasn't all that great, when Uydyne opened the fridge.
Steam practically poured out of the fridge when she opened it. Jeremiah and Chara both stared at it in amazement. "Why… Why is there steam coming out of her refrigerator?"
Uydyne tilted her head to look at Jeremiah, and even though she never heard her, Uydyne answered Chara's question. "I had Dr. Alphys fix my fridge so it heats up food instead of ruining it by making it cold! Cool huh?" Before Jeremiah could respond, Undyne asked another question, this time aimed at herself. "Wait, did I just make a pun? Damn it Sans!" She then remembered the fact Jeremiah was still staring at her. "Sorry if I scared you there kid." Jeremiah told her it was ok, so she dipped her head into the fridge. She only had her head in there for a moment before declaring. "Looks like there's no food here. Guess we'll have to cook some spaghetti instead."
Jeremiah's heart skipped a beat when she said spaghetti. "No!" Undyne jumped slightly when he shouted, causing her to bump her head on the fridge.
She cursed and quickly pulled her head out of the fridge and faced him. "What the hell was that about kid?"
Jeremiah winced when she shouted at him, her face being marred with rage didn't help matters either. "I… uh… the last time I ate spaghetti… I was poisoned."
Her rage vanished in an instant, being replaced by confusion. "You were poisoned?" He nodded and she kept staring at him in disbelief. "Really?"
He nodded again, this time choosing to elaborate. "Yes, I was poisoned by Papyrus."
At the mention of his name, her face seemed to go through a million different emotions. The first was confusion, then anger, then mortification, finally ending with a reluctant acceptance. "Wow… I guess he really is bad. I didn't believe it when Sans told me…"
Jeremiah got out of his chair so he could pat Uydyne on the shoulder. "It's ok, he just needs someone to teach him to be better."
Uydyne sighed. "That was supposed to me." Chara's eyes widened when she heard that, a new (admittedly really far out there) idea popping into her mind. She didn't dare mention it to Jeremiah, because if her idea was right, it would be completely and utterly scandalous, (besides she didn't trust Jeremiah not to just blurt it out to everyone). Uydyne suddenly perked up much to Jeremiah's surprise. "Do you know how to cook?"
Jeremiah stared at Uydyne, completely confused by the sudden change in topic. "...No?" He said slowly.
Uydyne seemed to shrink slightly, but only slightly. "Oh… well we'll find someone to teach him to be better, won't we?" Jeremiah nodded, doing his best to smile confidently at Undyne, even though he had his doubts that Papyrus could ever become good. Undyne turned her head away from him and looked at the steaming fridge behind her. "Well if you won't eat spaghetti there's nothing for you to eat here. So if you want to eat, we'll have to go to Temmie village." Undyne sounded exasperated as she said Temmie Village. Not only that, Chara groaned at the mention of Temmie village.
Jeremiah looked over at Chara, confused as to why both of them were acting like this. "What's the problem with Temmie village?"
Chara rolled her eyes and shot him back with a question of her own. "What isn't the problem with Temmie village?"
Chara could feel the confusion and frustration radiating from Jeremiah. "How would I even know? I've never been there." Chara was about to tease him some more about it, but she noticed a third emotion hidden within his confusion and frustration, fear
She sighed, "It's not dangerous or anything… it's just weird"
She could feel his fear and frustration vanish, leaving only confusion and curiosity. "How is it weird?"
Chara tried to come up with a way to describe just how weird the Temmies were, but she quickly gave up. "It's just something you need to see to believe."
Jeremiah stared at her skeptically for a moment before being interrupted by Uydyne. "Hey kid, do you want anything to drink before we leave?" He jumped up in surprise from her sudden shouting. He took a moment to calm himself down, but once he did he turned and told her he would like a drink. "Great! What do you want to drink?" He was about to tell her some water would be perfect, his throat was starting to feel pretty dry after all. But before he could even begin to speak, Undyne interrupted him. "You know what? Why should I even ask that question when you're obviously a tea guy?"
Jeremiah's red eyes widened. "How can she afford tea?" He asked Chara in shock. Instead of replying, Chara just mumbled something underneath her breath about the future being weird.
"Feel free to sit back down while I make the tea. It will take a while." He did as she asked, and watched on in silence as she made him tea.
It took her a few minutes to do so, but as soon as it was done she brought it over to the table. Steam was practically billowing from the tea, so he made sure to blow on it before taking a sip. The tea reminded him of a summer day back at home, it was scolding hot and miserable. Still, his host had more than likely spent a small fortune on this and was being nice enough to give him some, so he ignored the way it burned his mouth and swallowed. He could feel the boiling hot liquid travel from his throat all the way down to his stomach. His host smiled as he drank it. "Do you like it?" She asked him eagerly.
He was silent for a moment, unsure if he should be polite or be honest. Chara suddenly let out a groan. "If you don't like the damn tea, just tell her! I highly doubt she'll care."
Jeremiah could feel the roof his mouth begin to peel and he realized he could do some serious damage to himself if he kept drinking the tea. "It's good… but it's uh… a little bit hot."
Undyne's smile dropped for a moment before quickly returning. "Why didn't you just say so?" She grabbed the cup of tea and went over to the sink. She poured some more water into the cup and walked back to the table as soon as she was done. "I put some cold water in there for you. Give it a minute or two to cool down before drinking it."
Jeremiah took her advice to heart and waited a few minutes before taking another sip. Undyne's words were proven true, the tea was just about room temperature now. It still hurt to drink, but that was due to him already burning his mouth. He could honestly say he enjoyed it, despite the slight amount of pain it caused him. The tea had a light earthy taste to it. Once he swallowed, he smiled. "Much better." He told Undyne.
His host let out a snort. "Knew you would like it. It's golden flower tea, the king's favorite."
He raised an eyebrow at that. "You know the king?"
Undyne nodded. "He taught me everything I know."
Jeremiah took another sip of his tea before asking. "How did that even end up happening?"
Uydyne smirked and said. "Well that's quite the story. When I was just a kid I showed up to his house and challenged him to a fight."
Jeremiah's red eyes became the size of saucers. "You did what?
Undyne laughed at his surprise. "Yep, I tried to beat up the king, just to prove I could." Undyne's happy demeanor seemed to be infected with just a little bit of melancholy. "Well... the keyword there is tried. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't even lay a finger on him. He didn't even fight back, he just dodged all my attacks until I was too tired to even pick myself off the ground."
Jeremiah could barely hear Chara mutter underneath her breath. "I never knew he could fight that good."
Jeremiah ignored the fact he heard her, instead focusing on Undyne's story. "So what happened next, was he mad at you?"
Undyne shook her head. "Not at all, he's far too dorky to be mad at anyone. He just helped me backup to my feet and offered to teach me how to fight like him. I accepted his offer and every day after that he taught me how to fight, until one day I was able to knock him onto the ground." Uydyne laughed again. "I never seen anyone so happy to get their butt kicked before. After that, he made me captain of the royal guard." They both became silent for a moment, until Uyndyne eventually asked him. "How about you?"
Jeremiah looked up from his tea in surprise. "Me?"
"Yes, you. I gave you my dramatic backstory, so it's your turn to tell me yours."
Jeremiah blushed. "I wouldn't call my backstory dramatic."
Chara groaned. "Jeremiah, your parents left you for dead as a child, I would say that's pretty dramatic."
Jeremiah flinched slightly but otherwise ignored her comment. "But if you really want to know I'll tell you."
"What do you mean they just left you? Why would they do that?" Undyne practically screamed at the kid, causing him to flinch. She had never heard of monsters abandoning their children before and she couldn't believe someone would do something like that. She wanted to do nothing more than to find those… uh, monsters and beat them to a bloody pulp and send them to Asgore.
Undyne's revenge fantasies were interrupted by the kid meekly speaking up. "It was because I have the blight. It's a birth defect up on the surface that…" As soon as he said the word, "surface," Undyne realized the kid was still in character and was just telling her his OC's backstory. As much as the fact he wasn't actually abandoned as a child relieved her, it still pissed her off he got her all worked up like that. Still, it would be kinda awkward to break character now, so she stayed silent as the kid told her about his backstory.
The kid was in the middle of telling her about how his OC sometimes stays awake all night, wondering if his parents ever miss him, when she noticed the time. "Hey kid!" The kid stopped and looked at her in surprise. "It's past noon, if you want lunch we'll have to leave now."
The kid was silent for a moment before nodding. "Ok… you wanna lead the way?" Undyne gave him a thumbs up and went to walk away. The kid got out of his chair and followed her.
(AN) Guys, I'm really sorry to say this, but I think I'm going to put this story on hiatus and basically rewrite the whole thing. I'm doing this because the way I've written this story was really stupid. I had no real outline and only a few vague ideas on what I wanted to do in this story. I was pretty much winging every chapter I wrote. I felt like this was leading to inconsistent characterization. Not only that, I was really stressing myself out to make sure that I got a chapter out at least once a month, which I felt was probably decreasing the quality of the chapters due to rushing them.
So I'm going to take lots of time to actually write an entire first draft. It'll be way less stressful for me and you guys will be getting a better product. I'll be keeping this old version up even after doing the rewrite. Keep an eye out for whenever I do, do a rewrite. I'm sorry for doing this and to all of you who've followed, favorited and reviewed this story, thank you and God bless.
