A/N: SUMMER. YAS. I'm SOSOSOSOSO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING! I had serious writer's block but managed to get past it! Before we start, I'd like to announce something. I will, from June 13 to July 13, I will be accepting OCs, up to 5, who will be featured in this story in multiple ways. 3 will be mentioned in fights, and 2 will be the owners of traveling shops. Please, if you have an OC who fits the part, PM me! I'm only accepting PMs. So, here is chapter 6(5) of The power of Creativity!

Also, Salya's family tree:

Toriel is Salya's Aunt, since Salya's father is Toriel's adopted brother. Asgore would also be considered Salya's Uncle. Salya's mother has no siblings. Any other relatives are unknown as of now. Yandas (Androoa) Varcanti is her mother, while Salpha Varcanti is her father.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Undertale, only the things previously mentioned in disclaimers. I also only own my work.

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3rd Person

Salya had spent two months with her Aunt. In those two months, her life became a routine. Wake up, eat, bake, read, eat, play with monsters, eat, sleep. It eventually became a dull and unfulfilling process, causing the more... 'Adventurous' Salya to emerge.

And that Salya was planning to leave.

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On the third day of the third month Salya had stayed with her Aunt Toriel, she finally chose to take action. Waking up earlier then usual, she made herself presentable, hair combed, bag filled with a medkit, lighter and blanket.

As Salya walked into the Living Room, she sat down in front of Toriel with a loud *bang* and stared at the goat monster expectantly.

The slightly shocked monster looked up from her book, snapping it shut, and staring at her niece. "Sa... Salya?" She asked, confused as to the halfsec being up so early.

The young woman nodded slowly before taking a deep breath and speaking four simple words. "I want to leave." And, before Toriel could retort, Salya had stood and was gazing at her Aunt with a determined expression. "I WILL leave, Aunty."

Toriel sighed and stood as well. "I-... I know..." Toriel sighed. "I just wish... We had a little more time together. But, I guess... You'ed of eventually gotten bored of little old 'Tu-Toriel'." The goat monster said, winking as they held up a identical image of themselves that was on a phone they had with them. Salya groaned but smiled.

"You really 'get my goat' Aunty." Salya smirked, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she, too, winked. The two began giggling before Toriel sighed and excited the Living Room to the Kitchen, leaving a still chuckling, yet confused Salya.

After a moment, Toriel returned with three items:

A bag jingling as if filled with... Gold, a small flip phone, and a metal box with a intoxicating aroma.

Salya smiled in gratitude before kissing her Aunt's cheek and following her, simultaneously stuffing her new supplies in her bag. She had emptied it of unnecessary camping supplies.

Before descending the stairs, Toriel politely went over the supplies in Salya's bag and took out the blanket. "You won't need this, my child." Salya's Aunt said, placing it over the railing. This was slightly confusing to Salya, until Toriel explained. "Well, you know how Salpha was adopted into my family? And how he was a Werewolf Monster?" Toriel asked and Salya responded with nods.

"So, werewolf monsters, like dog monsters, have sort of a... Organic Heater in their bodies... An extra organ that produced heat to keep the body warm. You, my dear, I believe have inherited this, since you cut your pant legs and shirt sleeves." Salya looked slightly embarrassed, but nodded non the less.

"Well, the environments from here on out will be warm, except for a chilly town called Snowdin-" Salya snorted at the pun."-and that place should be fine for you, with your heating organ. So, I wish you to NOT over heat, and are hear by confiscating this blanket." Salya chuckled at the formal explanation but condoned.

After making sure Salya was ready, Toriel lead her niece down the stairs and hallway towards the exit of the Ruins.

-(^~^)-

As the pair approached the doors, Toriel bent by her niece and quickly embraced her, kissing their head. "Be careful, Salya. Most monsters will leave you alone since your SOUL is not useful in breaking the barrier, but those who hold grudges will still harm you. And, you know the dream with the skeleton you told me of?" Toriel said, referencing the reaccuring 'dream/vision' Salya kept having. Said Halfsec nodded and Toriel continued. "Well, very few monsters have that ability. And, maybe, you will find this... 'Sans.' In Snowdin. Thats the only place one would find a skeleton monster. But, there aren't a 'Skele-ton' around there. But, in all seriousness my child, I still want you to be careful. Have a wonderful journey, and be wary of any sketchy monsters!" Toriel said before tears began leaking from her eyes as she embraced a crying Salya in a final hug. "Remember to call me if you ever need to take a moment and talk. I'll always try to answer! Goodbye!" Toriel said one last time as Salya made her way through the first half of the exit to the ruins.

-(PoP)-

? PoV

I watched as my victim left her Aunt, passing a sleeping Flowey on her way to Snowdin. My smile grew. I slowly pulled a knife from my pocket and waited until they were gone into the snowy land. I slowly stood, feet forming into a yellow-and-lime green striped tail as I trailed behind the halfsec, careful as to not wake Flowey. As I reached the outside of the Ruins, I saw Salya being trailed by a short skeleton and a blue jacket. I growled, realizing I wouldn't be able to influence the girl while HE was near. Watching HIS son as they approached the girl. I locked eyes with the taller skeleton who was leaning against a tree in the woods. We sneered at each other before watching the meeting of skeleton and halfsec.

Salya was laughing as a fart noise came from the small skeleton, who was blushing slightly as he mumbled "that's the most beautiful laugh i've ever heard..." Before he, to, was laughing...

Their laughter filled me with HATE.

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A/N:Who's this strange figure? What is their plan? And who's the... 'Other skeleton'?!

Find out sometime on The power of Creativity!