The soft pounding on the door roused me from my nap. Which was kinda odd considering I wasn't easily woken by anything. I took Papyrus' usual greeting of, "COMING!" as a sign for me to go back to sleep.

I smiled contently as I gently wrapped my arms around the soft pillow my best friend Weaver gave me about a week ago. It felt so soft and plush and made with love and affection, and it actually helped me fall asleep easier at night, which was a good thing considering I developed a severe case of insomnia a few years back thanks to recurring nightmares. Why do you think I take so many naps throughout the day?

My eyes opened and a pang of unease shot through me when I heard Papyrus call my name. He didn't sound loud or bossy or excited. Rather he sounded trouble, sad even. I rose from my bed and slid out of my unkempt bed, carrying Weaver's pillow with me, and I opened the door to my room. "What's up, bro?"

"Undyne is here," Papyrus replied, sounding very unlike himself. "She... has something she needs to tell you."

Curiosity and worry rushed through me as I made my way slowly down the stairs and up to the front door where I saw Undyne looking rather crestfallen. "Uh, what's up, Capt?"

Undyne sighed and rubbed the back of her neck, her good eye looking away. "This isn't easy to do, but someone's gotta do it... There was a human who fell yesterday, one who wielded a gun and wore a cowboy hat."

"I didn't know that," I lied. As a matter of fact, I did know of this kid. Or at least I saw a glimpse of him as he made his way into Waterfall. Papyrus and I had been out at Grillby's and not doing our job when he passed through Snowdin Town - or rather I had forced Papyrus to accompany me if I promised him some milk. It was just another clever excuse to slack off on the job. "What about him?"

"Well..." Undyne sighed again, forcing herself to look at me. "He made his way to Hotland early this morning... He... He fought Weaver... and he won..."

I could've sworn my SOUL skipped a pulse. My eyes widened and my smile immediately fell into a frown. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "What... What do you... No, she's not really..."

"The human... shot her in the chest..." Undyne continued with much difficulty. "She was protecting her child and spider family... The Royal Guards posted up in Hotland managed to kill the human and take his SOUL to King Asgore before he could hurt anyone else... The Guards said she told them to let you know... and to give you this as her final request..." The captain reached into her pocket and pulled out a small pouch.

Tucking the pillow I had with me under an arm, I reached out my shaky hands to retrieve the pouch. I very slowly pulled the string tying it up, and when I looked inside I felt as if a part of me had been shot by that human's bullet.

Inside was 250G. The same amount of Gold Weaver took the day we first met.

I couldn't speak. I couldn't think. I couldn't breathe. This couldn't be happening. This had to be some kind of elaborate prank. This had to be some kind of cruel sense of humor spider monsters had that I didn't know about. It had to be something! Anything! Anything but this!

Finally, I found my words after working my jaws for a few moments. I found my voice to be surprisingly calm. "I... I need to be alone..." I trudged slowly back to my room, ignoring a sympathetic, "Sans..." from Papyrus.

As soon as I knew I was safe in my locked room, I collapsed onto my bed and, for the first time in months, let all my emotions flow out in the form of loud sobs. She couldn't be gone, she just couldn't! Weaver didn't deserve to die! Next to Papyrus she was the kindest monster I had ever met, and a human just kills her in cold blood!

I made a vow that day. I made a vow never to forget what humans have done to us, nor to forgive. Humans can take away my home, my HOPE, and my freedom. But they will not take away my family ever again.

"I'll make them pay, Weaver," I snarled under my breath, feeling my magic kick into overdrive. My right socket blanked out as my left engulfed in blue fire. "I'll make them wish they'd never committed such a sin. I'll give them all. One. Bad. Time."