Hyoo-mans!

To you I give a greetings of the seasoning for the Ween of the Hallow!

And what way of the better to celebrate this glorious festivity, than with a new chapter! What is the better of the even is that I have traversed three hyoo-man measurement units of streets without wearing my...usual hyoo-man attire! I have been praised by several of you hyoo-mans for my natural good looks and received offerings of sugary sustenance filled with preservatives! I must say these fesivities where one is worshipped are of the most delightful,

And...

Tsk tsk, hyoo-man! I, the great C.o.O., bet that you hyoo-man reader did not trifle the self of you to re-read the last chapter. =_=

As for you hyoo-mans that did, well you all receive a gloifsnhal-plort!

They are a most affectionate creature to own! Nothing beats the feeling of having a head chewed on by such outstanding sets of jaws, with a beak to boot! They excel at what you hyoo-mans call...'cuddling', after all nine limbs should be perfect for such a 'hyoo-man' activity. Especially for this frightening day of the holi's!

Frisk grinned when she saw Muffet and waved at her to come in. Her favorite human into the kitchen. Muffin caught the scent of Endogeny and scurried off to find the amalgamate and play. They both sat down at the table as Frisk signed, 'How is the business doing Muffet?' "It's doing quite well deary. Say…" Muffet paused to carefully word her next sentences. "Have you any other colored souls around lately?" 'Well, the only ones around our area are the one's I've told you about…plus my family's.' "Oh…because I saw a purple soul not to long ago. They ran off before I could ask anything." 'It is likely they weren't local and were simply visiting.' Muffet opened her mouth to say something, but a loud thump from above caught their attention. Frisk bolted from the room disappearing up the stairs. A loud shriek shortly came after. Muffet quickly rushed upstairs to see what was wrong. She went down the hall then stood in the door way, shocked. There laying on the floor was the human she chased. No this was no human…at least not gaze went to Frisk who was now frantically trying to retrieve an item from her phone.

A sudden realization crashed down on her after she saw a locket get pulled out from dimensional box a, and get placed on the halfling's neck. It was just like the item she had snatched from the girl. As soon as it was resting against the child's flesh her soul became stable and without it, she would have likely perished. The thought sickened her. Muffet knew she was a predator, she knew killed other creatures to live but this…this had caused unnecessary suffering. Something she was highly against. She covered her mouth unable to stomach the notion that she had nearly made someone die, slowly and painfully. She continued to look on, petrified at the sight. Soon enough the child in Frisk's arms had passed out from exhaustion. She watched as Frisk held them close rocking them in her arms. Muffet left when Frisk began stroking her daughter's face to comfort her. She had to leave as the utterly sick feeling in the pit of her stomach grew. When she left the room, with each passing step…the feeling only got worse. She reached the bottom of the stairs where Muffin was eagerly waiting for her. Muffet gave him a half-hearted smile as they left for their house.

Winafred was pouting as she strolled down the streets. It was almost a month since the incident of her near soul collapse. Her parents had left the state for her mother's job as monster ambassador. Chara, Asriel, Chariel, Asgore, Toriel, Alphys, and Undyne went along as well to ensure everything went by smoothly and safely. This left her in the care of her grandpa, Gaster, and her uncle, Papyrus. She loved them both dearly but… there's only so much of them she can handle each day. With most everyone else gone, this left her with a rather large gap of free time. With this spare time Winafred had decided to stop by Napstablook's house hoping to hang out with the apparition. However, when she arrived she found a note on the door, apologizing for 'anyone's inconvenience of having stopped by, since I have gone on tour with Mettaton for the week'. As she focused on her sulking, she did not see the group of people up ahead until she ran into one. She groaned as her butt met with the ground. "Well, look at who it is." Her eyes snapped open at the voice.

"It's been awhile since we've seen Wina'freak' hasn't it." It was Cody, the local indiscriminate bully. "I owe you a good beatin' for cheating in our last fight." She went through the motion of rolling her eyes as she got up and dusted herself off. Winafred started moving through his little posse till he stopped her. "Where do you think you're going, you dangerous mute lunatic?" She ever so slowly turned towards him. Her eyes were closed as she smiled and whispered in his face, "It's a beautiful day outside. Birds are singing, flowers are blooming...on days like these, kids like you..." She opened her eyes showing empty black sockets. Her grin was still on her face as she continued her sentence, effectively freezing him on the spot…" ." Cody panicked and sloppily threw a fist at her. Winafred chuckled as she easily dodged the attack. Cody stared at her as fear began to fill his being. "What? You think I'm just gonna stand there and take it?" He fell backwards landing on his ass when she stepped closer to him. She leaned forward, looming over the bully, speaking in a very low and menacing tone. "Do you wanna have a bad time?"

A purple iris appeared in her right socket coupled with an immense amount magic burning from it. Cody got up screaming and ran away. She looked around the group and quietly said, "Heya. Now…who wants t'a go next?" They ran off screaming as well. Once she couldn't see them she slumped against the building next to her, sweat dripping from her face. She knew flaring her magic was not smart since it was still toxic to her, but it was much easier than fighting. Winafred stumbled to the buildings door and haphazardly opened it up. She gazed around, thankful for the lack of customers, wherever she was. She staggered halfway to a chair before crumpling to the ground. Her body shook with chills as her eye persisted in glowing. 'I guess I overdid it,' was all that she thought as she lay on the floor. She curled up as her shivering intensified. "Ahuhuhuhu! My spiders tell me we finally have caught a customer sto-" Muffet's words stuck in her mouth as she saw who had come in.

Winafred looked up at her five eyes, sweat coating her skin, as she desperately whispered, "help…me…" Muffet snapped out of her daze and started shouting out orders to her spiders. "Halfling, worry not. You're in very capable hands." Winafred smirked as Muffet picked her up and whispered, "yeah, six of them." One of Muffet's eyes twitched as she carried Winafred to the back. She had forgotten that this was Sans's child. "Child, I will dump you outside, on the sidewalk if I her another joke or pun…period." Winafred's weak lopsided grin vanished leaving a frown in its wake. Muffet carried her to her living quarters in the second story of her parlor. She placed her on the purple sofa in the living room. Winafred curled up as her shivering increased. "d-do y-y-you ha-have a b-bb-b-blanket, o-or s-ss-something? It-t-t's rr-really cc-c-co-cold." Muffet glanced over at her as they whispered. She looked incredibly miserable as she tugged her coat tighter around her form.

Muffet sighed as she went to the storage closet for a winter blanket. As she opened it she grabbed the fuzziest one. She briefly glimpsed at the kitchen, pleased to see that her spiders were preparing some chamomile tea. She smiled at their tedious efforts as they poured a cup. She walked over to them and received the cup of tea from them. Muffet grinned and thanked them for their efforts as she moved back to Winafred. She placed the tea on the coffee table while unfolding the blanket. Muffet frowned at the sound of chattering teeth. She gently placed it over Winafred and sat down at the other end of the sofa. Soon Winafred's teeth stopped clacking, leaving the two of them in silence. They both perked up at the sound of eager scrabbling on the wooden.

Muffet giggled at the sight of Muffin moving quickly as the floor would allow. Once he reached the carpet, Muffin was able to move with more ease. He went to Muffet's side nuzzling her leg. She gave him a sincere smile as she pressed his cheeks together. She cooed as she rubbed her face against the top of his head. He gurgled in delight at the attention he was receiving. He froze, sniffed the air, and gurbled excitedly. His master had the scent of other master on her! He caught a stronger whiff of the scent from under the blanket on the couch. Muffin crawled to the strongest source of the scent. Reaching his destination, he only saw long white hair draping off the couch. He found a corner of the blanket and tugged at it with his mouth. Winafred shivering started again as her current source of warmth was being pulled away. She whimpered and feebly attempted to keep the blanket on. Muffin halted, fearing he hurt other master. Muffet scolded him, "Muffin, leave the halfling alone."

"Winafred."

"I apologize dearie, I didn't quite catch what you said." Muffet glanced back at the white lump sticking out from under the blanket. "My name…is Winafred. not human, not child, not dearie, and definitely not halfling." Winafred gazed at Muffet with one of her empty sockets. Muffet flinched away from the glowing glare. "Oh, I'm sorry, I-" She looked back only to find Winafred had turned away. Muffin whined at other master, hoping for some attention. He found her arm from under the blanket and tugged her sleeve. She whimpered as cool air met the flesh of her hand. Muffin moved his head beneath her palm in the hopes that other master would give him scratchies. He began to worry when her hand didn't move. That's when he noticed that her heartbeat was very different from the way it was when he had first found her. He crawled to her face and noticed how flushed it was. Muffin then switched into his guarding demeanor the moment he realized one of his masters was ill. Muffet simply watched Muffin interact with Winafred and was surprised when he switched his mood. She weakly chuckled at his 'fierce' behavior."Ahuhuhuhu. You must like her very much to want to protect her, my pet."

She stroked his head earning a purr from him. A sad look crossed her face as she continued. "I still need to apologize to her for attacking her." She stopped and took a quick glance at at Winafred to make sure she was sleeping. The sight of the slow rise and fall of her chest put her at ease. "I don't even know how I'm going to tell her that I'm sorry for snatching her regulator."Tears began to pool in her eyes. "I didn't even know she wasn't fully human. I'm such a hypocrite." Muffet tried to wipe away the tears, but…they kept coming. "I hate anyone who kills and maims just for the delight of causing another to suffer. Then I go and do the same thing to someone! How can you even make amends for something like that?" She broke down and wept. Muffin and her spiders watched, shocked at the display. They had never seen her upset like this before. The army of spiders were left unsure how to comfort their mistress.

Winafred was frozen with astonishment. The stories her mother had told her of each monster, held some truth to them. But…she never really thought there would be even more layers to each of the Underground denizens. She exhausted herself as she sat up making Muffin 'grawp!' in concern. Muffet didn't even notice as her body shuddered with guilt. An unexpected weight on her shoulder jarred her from her anguish. She looked up to see a face, in the spitting image of a teenage Frisk, filled with mercy and kindness. Winafred removed her hand from Muffet's shoulder pulling her into a hug. Tears still fell from Muffet's face as she reached into her pocket to retrieve something. "Here, this belongs to you. I didn't know you needed it for soul stabilization." Muffet grabbed one of Winafred's hands and placed a small cool object in her hands.

Well...it seems as though transport of the species if prohibited in in twenty two of the thirty four sectors of this universe. . .including earth. =A=

(deeply sighs) So I must make do with some other sort of matter that is much more... legal here. After...Spleet was quarantined, I had time of the extra in my, 'hands'...so researched much of your popular hyoo-man earth items.

And...

Well...

It seems as though most hyoo-mans have a ritual of creating a circular or oblong substances with a divine flavor, especially here on the site! Strange...I do not remember giving this to the colorfully painted and feathered hyoo-man natives when I last came.

Regardless! I have managed to recreate this odd food item! (holds up an astral plate full of disks of deliciously edible earth sustenance)

So to hyoo-mans who follow, favorite, and review/comment(constructively of course) you may acquire a plate of this...unusual item.

And since I have gone of the out, I obtained more strange food items from hyoo-man houses. Their innards are not as delicious as I have heard, but their skin is rather delectable. You may also receive the internal organs of the species you call "candies".

Any of the who...

Tell me the think of the what you have of the possible shipping and of the Muffet spider's character you are interested in or how out of the character they seem.

(This doesn't mean the ship will be used, I've already have some in mind. I, the great C.o.O., would still like to see who you ship with whom, and why.)

And if you have a question of how a thing item or story part works or wish to have more of the know, then feel free to ask, hyoo-man, and I shall do of the best to explain!

I have also noticed a severe, hmmm... lack of reaction to all the little references I have put in both of my stories. What a shame. However if you think you have noticed one, tell me in a review what you believe it to be from. The button is down below, if not... then that is a problem, then is it not?

=u=

Happy Ween of the Hallow hyoo-man!

And stay determined!