Greetings again, fellow hyoo-mans!

Are you enjoying the story?

I would certainly hope so, assuming...that you are bothering to read this at all.

By now you have surely seen that I, the Great C.o.O. have posted a second story! I can indeed confirm that I do have another story in the works.

Well actually...

SoulBonds was meant to be posted before as the precursor to Winafred's story, seeing as how it's about her family before she was born. But! I had of the more of this one written.

Thus resulting in its posting before Soulbonds!

Anyways, enjoy this semi-updated chapter as well as the new one I have added!

Winafred felt refreshed from using the save point, she gazed at the small circle of stainless steel engraved with the name Muffin and seven digits for a cell phone number. Winafred reached into her jacket's pocket to pull out her phone. Her heart stopped when she didn't find it. She sighed in defeat, realizing it must be back at home. She opened her eyes, fear fueling the powers inherited from her father. She released another sigh. 'Well, that can of worms will have to wait till I get back home anyways. Why worry 'bout it now?' Muffin nuzzled her cheek, wanting more of her attention. She scratched under Muffin's chin, chuckling at the garbled coos. Never once did she notice the owner of five eyes staring in disbelief at their pet's couldn't believe her eyes. Her frightening pet, Muffin, was allowing a stranger to dote on him. She was barely able to make out the silhouette, but the stranger appeared to be human. Miffed that a human was messing with her pet, she pulled the soul into a battle as she said. "Ahuhuhuhu... A human? Messing with my pet? You must want me to wrap you up to play with Muffin. Ahuhuhuhu!"

Winafred panicked as the battle box flickered around her. She looked around as she held her soul tightly, hiding it from view. A voice came from the shadows, paralyzing her. It belonged to Muffet. Her mother told her stories about the monster that was now before her. She had been told how there wasn't another monster like her. How no one else had her purple ability. How she could speak to spiders. For a second she's filled with awe. Before her stood, quite possibly, the fifth most powerful monster from the Underground. Fear took over once again when Muffet spoke. "Ahuhuhuhu! Why so pale? I think purple would be a better look on you!" Winafred's soul was wrenched out of her grasp as Muffet prepared to trap her in a strange purple web. However, Muffet dropped it in shock. "You…you're already purple?" Muffet backed away from the box stunned. Winafred used Muffet's surprise to use the MERCY option to flee. "Wait!" She looked over her shoulder to find Muffet and her pet chasing after her. They were surprisingly quicker than Winafred expected. However, a smirk grew on her face as she neared the corner. She was still ahead, just enough to use a shortcut.

Muffet was hot on the human's heels. A name…that was all she wanted. She had never seen another soul that was purple. She just had to know this humans name. Muffet cried out for them to wait but they hardly slowed at all. She was getting closer, only about a foot from touching their jacket. Then they turned the corner, retreating from the alley. Muffet exited, following their path only to find that they vanished. Muffin caught up to his master, eager to see if she had caught up to his new other master. He scuttled between her legs, excited to get some more attention from newest master. He looked both ways before sniffing the air trying to discern where newest master was. Muffet watched Muffin carefully, knowing without a doubt, that he could indeed track the human. Muffin went in a circle twice new the corner the human had turned. He sniffed in the air in both directions trying to find a trail, then dejectedly returned to Muffet, unable to his other master. He whimpered as he nibbled her leg hoping she could soften the blow to his pride. Muffet cooed at him, "Worry not my pet, we will see that human again, that much I'm sure. Ahuhuhuhu!" She held up a heart shaped locket with one of her six hands as she pet Muffin with the others. It had to be special to the human since they had hidden it in their shirt to keep it safe.

Winafred apperated back in her room and lay down onto her bed. It was like she never left. She slowly began to nod off as she stared at the ceiling. A soft knock on her door jolted her awake. She walked over and opened the door. Winfred expected to see Chariel or her father, Sans, to be on the other side. Instead her mother stood there with a slice of cinnamon butterscotch pie in hand. She opened an eye letting her magic exude from it as she glared. Frisk's heart ached from her child's burning gaze. She slowly walked into the room and set the pie on her desk. Frisk stood motionless for only a second. She then swiftly closed the small distance between them, and tightly hugged her. "My child…" Her mom's quiet voice made her freeze in place. Her mom didn't speak a lot since it tended to be a bit taxing on her, so whenever she does use it, Winafred made sure to listen. "I am sorry I got so frustrated with you earlier." Frisk released her daughter from the hug and held her shoulders at arm's length.

"I forget how difficult it must be to find good friends, since you're different than most." She gently brushed back a bit of her bangs revealing more of her daughter's face. Winafred leaned into her mother's hand, relishing in the tender loving contact. "And I know that your condition doesn't make it easier for you either." She pulled Winafred in a motherly embrace, holding her head in one hand with the other, softly cradling her back. "I never meant to be so harsh when I spoke to you. I just…" Tears started to slip from Frisk's eyes. "I-I know how lonely it be, when you are different than everyone else... it really is hard. I can see the longing in your eyes whenever you see groups of monsters and humans whenever we go out. I do believe you will make more friends, I really do. I just hate seeing you alone and…" Frisk stopped mid sentence at a small, raspy, and hoarse voice."Mom, it's not your fault, and I'm not blaming you, dad, or anyone for the way I am. I've been trying to make some more friends too. It'll just take a bit more time. Does that make you feel better mom?" "I suppose so. C'mon, Papyrus is making his famous spaghetti tonight." Winafred smiled as she followed her mother downstairs.

Dinner was as…explodey and...violent, as it usually was. Winafred smiled at her father's puns about Papyrus's spaghetti. She excused herself from the table to go and finish her quantum physics puzzles Gaster had given her. As she was going up the stairs a quick sharp pain went through her chest, but vanished as quickly as it came. Winafred shrugged it off and continued to her room. She figured it was from teleporting so far. Just as her door was halfway closed, the pain came back again, much stronger than before. Winafred eyes opened. She clutched her heart as her magic erupted from her eye. Her entire being was engulfed by anguish as two halves fought to snuff out the other from existence. She fell to the floor gasping as if it would bring relief. Her hand shakily tried to grasp for her locket that had been tucked away in her shirt.

As she struggled to find it, she frantically thought, 'It must be broken! There's no way it's just gone!' Her locket was certainly special to her, since it did what she could not. It regulated all of the output of her magical overflow from her monster side and the excess of determination from her human half. Her panic increased when her fingers didn't meet with the heart shaped locket. The magic seeping from her eye increased at a sustained rate. Faintly, she could hear multiple footsteps rushing up to her room. Winafred vaguely heard her mom scream as when the footsteps suddenly halted. Her vision was fading as her gasping became wheezing. She barely felt her mother's trembling hands lift her as something was slipped around her head. The pain immediately subsided as the item settled on her chest. Now…everything just ached.

Muffet twirled the locket on a finger as she walked down the street. She began to hum a strangely familiar tune that always seems to make spiders dance as she strolled from her parlor. She figured if there was anyone who knew about a local human with a purple soul, it would be Frisk. Or, at the least…the ambassador's husband would. Plus it would be nice to visit the one person that willingly and happily bought her spider doughnuts, regardless of the price. Muffet grinned as strangers steered clear of her path. She was well aware of the fear most humans had of spiders. This made walking alone much easier. Still it would be nice to have some new company. Muffet didn't realize how long she'd been thinking until Muffin's delighted chirps snapped her back into reality. When she looked up she blushed. She had almost passed Frisk's house.

Muffin followed dutifully at his master's heels. He was enjoying this sudden change of pace. A new route, new sights, new sounds, AND new scents. He was having a hard time containing himself, but he would behave, if only for master. Muffin could hardly contain himself, as he scurried back and forth as he watched master make her way up the stairs to the front door. He frantically scratched at the door, too excited to see his favorite human playmate. He scurried back and forth as he watched master make her way up the stairs to the front door. He gurgled in delight at the sound of approaching feet. The moment the door opened just a crack Muffin seized the opportunity and burst into the house. Muffet's heart almost stopped until she heard a soft yet hardy laughter. She walked in to find her pet covering Frisk's face with saliva and smiled at the sight.

Hyoo-man reader! Glad to see you've made it this far!

We fellow flesh-bags full of organs and iron-filled liquid with a calcium based support structure must stick together after all! (adjusts eyeballs to make sure hyoo-man anatomy book's text is correct)

Anywho! (throws it over shoulder *glass shattering in background*)

I must say I'm impressed you have stuck with me, hyoo-man! With the luck of any, I will have more written.

I'm still. . . just. . not sure when. So until then, favorite follow and review/comment(constructively) and tell me if you are intrigued about what is next!

Until then,

Stay determined!