"What are you doing Undyne?" Frisk asked, her laptop closed but pressed close to her side. The fish monster was at a desk that had magically appeared in the living room with a crazed snarl on her face.

"I'M WRITING A FURIOUS NOTE!" She roared. "TO THE AUTHOR. THE STUPID AUTHOR WHO COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT US!"

"Undyne... what are you talking about?"

"SHE'S BEEN WRITING IN OTHER STORIES. OBVIOUSLY SHE DOESN'T REMEMBER THAT WE ARE HER MOST POPULAR FIC." She slammed her pen down so hard she broke the corner off of the desk. "THERE. She'll NEVER forget us again."

"Undyne! Undyne you need to calm down!" The girl cooed, making a stop motion with her hands. "Will fanfictions hel-"

"NO FRIS- Oh fanfictions maybe." She raised her hand and stroked her chin. "Oh yeah, NO."

"How about a soooooooooong?" She pressed, raising the pitch of her voice.

"NO."

"I heard YES!"

…

"No more running Frisk, end of the line.

Without Sans around, its up to me to judge you, of all of your crimes

And now, you're going to have a BAD TIME

See, kids like you think your above all the rules

But its up to me to prove you're just a fool!

So come on! Lets start this thriller!

Let's go, DIRTY BROTHER KILLER!

Go ahead, try to beat me if you're able!

The weight of your sins is unbearable

You think that you can just kill me like that?

Well time to show I CAN FIGHT BACK!

You're never going to win, we shall be here together

Fighting within this hall of judgement forever

I will not hold back! I will not regret!

Killing you, since you'll just reset!

I know you're made O-O-O-O-OF

LO-O-O-OVE!

LO-O-O-OVE! (X2)

I won't give you a break

I will not show you mercy

You killed everyone else

Well, all except for me

Now I am all alone

My brother's dust at my feet

You will not kill me now

You will only feel defeat!

Go ahead, try to beat me if you're able!

You better know that Mercy's off the table

You say you regret the dust on your hands?

You should have said that, to my brother Sans!

Everyone I love has disappeared!

But everything they cared about, that's why I'm here!

I HOLD THEIR MERCY!

I HOLD THEIR VENGEANCE!

I HOLD DETERMINATION!

You are just made

O-O-O-O-OF

LO-O-O-OVE!

LO-O-O-OVE!

But I am Stronger Than You!

NYEH HEH HEH! HEH! HEH!

NYEH HEH HEH! HEH! HEH!

NYEH HEH HEH! HEH! HEH!

I AM STRONGER THAN YOU!"

…

"OH THAT WAS A CATCHY ONE! ESPECIALLY AT THE END WITH THE 'NYEH HEH HEHS!" Papyrus cheered, leaping out of his room heroically and adopting an epic pose. Frisk had read the lyrics of course, but that didn't stop her from singing aloud with them. "BUT I AM STRONGER THAN YOU!"

"By the way, Toriel's gonna be out today with Asgore... which means no censorship." Frisk already had a grin on her face, but it increased tenfold as she said that. She took a deep breath. "CRAP! BLOODY! HAHAHAHAH NO ONE TO TELL ME WHAT I CAN OR CANNOT SAY! AND NO ONE TO TELL ME WHAT I CAN OR CANNOT READ!" She placed a very royal and shouldn't-have-been-there crown on her head, albeit it was a bit too small and a bit tarnished. "MWUAHAHAHAHA! COMMENCE THE ROMANCE FICS!"

"Frisk, FRISK, relax. We don't have permission to use any romance fics!"

"And if we did I'd stick a sock down your throat and shut you up!"

Ah, Asriel and Chara. Fashionably late, part of the norm.

"Fine... COMMENCE THE GENOCIDE FICS!"

…

He held the knife in his hands, quietly looking down at his feet and biting into his lip before he slowly ascended up, up in the elevator. Silence filled his ears as he stepped out... out into a beautiful, long hallway with rising ivory pillars, the Delta Rune flanking stained glass windows on all sides as bells faintly rand through the air across the golden hall. Frisk made his way through it towards the doorway at the end before suddenly, there, in the middle, stood Sans.

"...hey. you've been busy, huh?" the skeleton inquired, tilting his head ever-so-slightly to the side.

Frisk's body was caked in dust. Like he'd been rolling around in it, bathing in it. The dust of innocent monsters so fully covered the ten year old boy that he almost didn't even look like a child. He looked more like an undead ghoul. His eyes were so deep brown, they were almost red, and the hand that held the knife was slightly shaking, his expression flickering back and forth between a creepy, unnerving grin that looked more like an imitation of humanity than the real thing and a quiet, contemplative gaze.

"...so can I ask you a question?" The deep, normally amiable voice of Sans inquired, the skeletal monster's bony head hung low, his eyes shut, hands in the pockets of his blue ski jacket, the hoodie hung low behind his neck. "...do you think even the worst person can change? if they just try?"

Frisk then did something Sans didn't expect.

He sighed, hung his head, and then spoke.

Spoke.

…

"Sansy-boy, Sansy-boy, Sansy-boy," Frisk went on as though she were still reading, not taking her eyes off the page but inventing the words. "Doncha know I am better than you? In many, many ways.

"Wait wait wait stop read further ahead. This gets interesting," Asriel pointed with his fuzzy finger at the later part of the story.

…

"I burned... to death... in front of her. I-It-it HURT, Sans! Do you have ANY IDEA how much it hurts to die?! To BURN TO DEATH?! It was agony all over! It was nothing but endless heat and I was screaming and screaming!" Frisk screeched, gripping his hair. "ALL because she just couldn't let me out! And I sometimes keep dreaming about that, the very first time, the FIRST time I died, because the SECONDS time, oh WOW, did you NOT keep an eyesocket out for me, cuz I GOT MY HEAD CUT OFF BY ONE OF THOSE STUPID SNOWDRAKES!" Frisk screamed, shaking his fists at his side as Sans took a nervous step back.

…

"Oooh, man... the DRAMA! But seriously..."

Chara looked at Frisk expectantly. "Did it really hurt YOU that much to die?"

"Didn't it you YOU that much?" She pointed out.

"Nope. It tickled."

"Death... TICKLES?"

"Yep."

Asriel shoved his fingers up the First Child's armpits, and he let out a sort of inhuman screech before flipping around to glare at his friend. "Is that what death felt like?" The goat monster asked innocently.

"ASRI I'M GONNA MURDER YOU!"

"HUMAN! THIS STORY IS SURELY IRRELEVANT TO YOU BECAUSE YOU NEVER DIED! YOU WOULD NOT BE HERE TODAY!" A 'nyeh' bubbled up out of Papyrus' chest. "I HAVE BEEN STUDYING HUMANS LATELY! DID YOU KNOW HUMANS... HAVE SKELETONS INSIDE OF THEM?"

"We went over thi-" Chara started to be cut off by Frisk.

"WHAT? REALLY? SINCE WHEN? Absolutely NO ONE has EVER told me this information! Oh my God! If only the skeleton inside of me was anywhere NEAR as cool as only the GREAT PAPYRUS himself!"

"I KNOW! AND I AM SURE THAT YOUR SKELETON IS ALMOST AS COOL AS ME!" Papyrus added kindly.

"Thank you Paps! And for that, we'll do one that doesn't have to do with you getting hurt or anything!"

…

...human, Voice whispered, not that it was necessary. Your soul has been returned to normal, and Undyne is no longer blocking the way. You could flee through the cave. Hotland is just ahead. Fish monsters such as Undyne experience great difficulty sustaining themselves in high temperatures. I guarantee that you shall evade Undyne's pursuit with ease.

"...No," Frisk said out loud. Frisk would not flee. That would prove Undyne right. That would prove that he really was a coward. If Frisk could not spare Undyne... there was only one other option.

…

"CALLING PAPYRUS TO HELP HER, OF COURSE!"

Frisk sighed lightly, patting her friend's boot. "Of course, Paps. Why don't you go into the kitchen and make us some of your spaghetti?"

"O-OF COURSE!" He sputtered, his eyesockets sparkly. "ALL THE SPAGHETTI YOU COULD EEEEEVVVVVEEERRRRR WANT!" He disappeared into the kitchen in a flash. Frisk lowered her voice to continue reading out of the cinnamon bun's range of hearing.

…

Frisk looked into Undyne's eye, full of determination. "I WON'T RUN AWAY!"

Frisk lunged at Undyne and slashed his toy knife at her. Undyne deflected the blow and grinned. "So you DO have a spine!"

Undyne swung her spear to counterattack. Frisk blocked the strike with his knife. Their weapons clashed.

Wh-what are you doing?! Voice panicked.

Frisk ignored Voice and stared through Undyne. He smiled. "You know, I don't even know why I want to go 'home' so badly."

Frisk made an overhead swing at Undyne. She blocked it.

"Honest, the surface is not as great at you think."

Frisk made a feint for Undyne's left side. She fell for it. Frisk swiftly shifted his aim and struck Undyne's right side. The plastic knife did not slice through Undyne's armor, but despite this, Undyne howled in pain.

…

Undyne let out a bark of laughter and caught Frisk in a headlock. "Nyah, you LIKE me too much to EVER hurt me!"

"Undyne, do you need to join Papyrus in the cinnamon bun corner?"

"...What's that supposed to mean? HUMAN WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?"

"ANYWAY we'd better wrap this up before Undyne strangles me or you guys grow old and die waiting for this chapter. Hehehehe."

"FRISK TELL ME."

"HEH GOODBYE GUYS."

Fanfiction #1: Disbelief Papyrus Battle by the ender defender

Fanfiction #2: I Have a Question For YOU by ngrey651

Fanfiction #3: I Won't Run Away by Heroic Spectre

A/N: So... you wanna know what I found in my mailbox this morning?

To the Author of The Day Undertale Found Fanfictions (And Other Insane Adventures),

WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING? We've been waiting here, for MONTHS and you've just DITCHED US. WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU? Who cares about OTHER fanfictions when you have US? Remember US? YOUR MOST POPULAR WORK? Every day Frisk comes to us with ridiculous fanfictions, and you DON'T EVEN WRITE THEM DOWN? GET OFF OF YOUR LAZY BUTT ALREADY!

~Sincerely, Undyne

Yeah... thanks Undyne