It's Raining where we Are

Undyne woke to a warm, sweet morning. The sun cascaded through her and Alphy's bedroom, covering their bed in a comforting ray of light.

Today was a unique one, Undyne slept in later than her girlfriend, whom she guessed was either playing with Science or nerding out on her computer.

As Undyne began to giggle over how cute her significant other was, her phone rang. She quickly flipped it open and answered with a loud-

"Yeah who is it?"

Undyne heard a small giggle on the other side of the phone.

'Fuck! Its the queen!'

"Toriel? Is something wrong?"

"Asgore and I have some business with a human envoy, so could you take care of Frisk for the day? I would ask Sans and Papyrus, but you know how they are."

Undyne laughed at that.

"I can hang with the little punk, I'll be over in a few minutes!"

"Alright, thank you so much Undyne. I'll have her ready for you!"

Undyne hung up after that last sentence and flung herself out of bed, literally.

Half a minute later, she was dressed and running down the stairs. She stopped to surprise kiss Alphys before jumping out of the window.

Undyne sprinted down the street, they were basically Frisk and Toriels neighbors. Actually, all of them had decided to dedicate a street to the "Family", as Frisk named it.

The "family" included Undyne, Alphys, Asgore, Toriel, Frisk, Mettaton, Napstablook, Sans, and Papyrus.

Toriel especially liked the idea when it was proposed because she thought it would make Frisk far more comfortable in her new home.

Undyne personally liked it, she felt closer to those around her than ever before.

Literally.

Undyne stepped up to Toriel and Frisk's house. She made sure to open the door gently, she didn't want to receive a fifth scolding on controlling her strength and not breaking other people's stuff.

What was the big deal anyway? It was just a door knob!

….

Okay, part of the wall came off too, but that was an easy fix!

"Oh! Undyne you're here. Frisk is still getting ready."

Toriel softly called from her chair in the living room, an open book spread across her lap.

Undyne smiled and called out.

"What? Is she packing her stuffed animals or something? Hanging with me isn't a tea party Frisk! Get it together!"

The moment Frisk heard this said about her, HER of all people, she strapped her backpack on tight, and did a flying somersault-front flip down the stairs towards her offender.

She then grabbed a nearby pillow and flung it towards Undyne, a grim look on her face.

Undyne let it hit her, still smiling.

"That's more like it! Though, it would have been better if you threw a table or something. Anyway, you ready to go?"

Frisk smiled wide and nodded her head.

"Good! Let's go!"

Undyne turned around to leave, Frisk ran and jump hugged her mom, before running out the door after her.

Toriel was still getting used to Frisk's shameless acts of affection and shook her head, a small smile on her face.

"Alright bud, what do you want to do today?"

Undyne stopped walking for a moment and turned her head towards Frisk.

Frisk thought about this for a few moments before looking up at her much taller companion.

"Nice Cream!"

Undyne felt a small tickle in her stomach when she saw the little girls smile, man was she getting soft!

"Let's get going then, we shouldn't waste time standing around being boring!"

So, the two ran off and busted down the doors to the nice cream shop.

"What's the flavor of the day?!"

Undyne asked, her voice drawing the attention of the young monster working behind the counter.

"Chocolate peanut butter swirl."

The worker answered, not missing a beat.

The worker was Sans.

Undyne raised an eyebrow.

"Weren't you selling hot dogs two days ago- never mind. Get us two large cones of the chocolate peanut butter swirl!"

Frisk waved to Sans.

Sans waved back before answering Undyne.

"Alright, just give me a minute."

Undyne and Frisk sat down on the bar stools.

Ten seconds passed, Sans had both cones in his hands.

At the twenty second mark he was picking up the scoop for the ice cream.

Thirty seconds gone, one cone was half way full. Frisk started sweating in anticipation, Undyne started spinning on her stool.

Forty seconds, Sans started on the second cone of ice cream.

Fifty seconds, the room grew silent, the only sound heard was the ticking of the clock in the background.

Finally, Sans floated their ice creams into their hands.

Right at the one minute mark.

Frisk gave Sans a thumbs up, Sans rubbed the back of his skull sheepishly and said 'thanks kid.'

Undyne smiled mischievously and leaned over the counter.

"You know you took exactly one minute to get our nice cream. Your dedication to jokes is way more impressive than your dedication to work."

"Hey, I don't see anyone else stepping up to the plate when it cones to the jokes around here."

Moans mixed with laughter echoed throughout the Nice cream store, Frisk giggled louder than anyone.

Undyne finished her Nice Cream in a few bites. Frisk on the other hand, had just started to eat hers.

Undyne found herself with nothing to do.

"So, you two hanging together for the day?"

Sans voice floated through Undyne's head before she could get any crazy ideas about how to make the situation more extreme.

"Yeah, Toriel and Asgore have to deal with a human envoy or something like that. You know it still makes me uncomfortable that they don't at least bring me along for protection. I don't trust those dirty minded political apes."

Undyne snarled and spun around to face Sans.

Sans shrugged his shoulders.

"The King and Queen don't want the humans getting any more paranoid and suspicious than they already are. Bringing you along may just intimidate them, or arouse their fear."

Undyne groaned.

"I know, I understand that. I'm just…worried."

Sans looked closely at Undyne's expression, her softened features were directed towards the small human beside her, her smile was nowhere to be seen.

Sans couldn't help but ask this next question.

"Something wrong?"

Undyne immediately snapped out of her strange reverie, her smile returning in an instant.

"Don't worry about it, just got a few things on my mind is all. A little bit of training will fix that! You done yet Frisk?"

Frisk nodded her head, hopped off her stool, and walked towards the exit after saying 'see you later' to Sans.

Undyne waved towards him and followed after her stubby companion.

"So? Want to do some hardcore training with me or what?"

Frisk nodded her head and flexed.

"Awesome!"

Undyne then scooped Frisk up in her arms and ran off towards the nearby woods.

They reached a large clearing, Undyne used this spot to train her combat skills. Sometimes Frisk and or Papyrus would accompany her, though those two were more like students than training partners.

And neither were very focused when it came to combat training, least of all Frisk.

This training spot was incredibly stunning, bright flowers outlined the area, fluttering this way and that with the wind. Healthy green grass grew long and healthily, not with want of water because of the sparkling stream that chugged along nearby.

Because of its beauty and soothing atmosphere, Undyne used this spot for form practice or meditation. Power, speed and conditioning training took place near the mountain they were previously imprisoned in.

Half an hour later Frisk wandered off to look at the flowers, this happened often so Undyne took no notice. She continued going through her weapon forms and stances, taught to her by Asgore. She also attempted to harness her magic in a more powerful form.

Undyne suddenly heard a sniffle come from the direction Frisk last walked towards. At first she thought Frisk just had a stuffy nose or some crap, humans were weird creatures after all.

The next noise shook her very soul with alarm.

A loud sob echoed throughout her mind, Undyne stopped what she was doing and ran over to Frisk, grabbing her by the shoulders as gently as she could.

"Frisk, buddy what's wrong? Is something dead?"

These words poured out of her mouth, Frisk didn't turn around, she simply hugged her knees closer to herself and continued to look at what was in front of her.

Undyne looked around Frisks tiny form and spotted something quite peculiar.

Frisk's gaze was locked onto a bright yellow flower, the only one of its kind amongst all the other flowers.

An eerie feeling rose within Undyne's heart, something was telling her this was very wrong. And when she thought about it, this was the same type of flower Asgore used to obsess over in the Underground.

He still kept a few in his garden, to remember his son and daughter by. That's what he told her anyway, did Frisk know that story? Was that why she was so upset?

That wouldn't make sense however, since Frisk saw these flowers every time she stepped outside of Toriel's house. So why now? What was the problem?

The ominous feeling within Undyne's heart simply grew. Before she knew it, the sky above had grown thick with rain clouds, the first drops fell to the ground, as if the very Earth felt Frisk's tears soak into the ground.

Memories that weren't hers flashed through her mind, increasing her feeling of despair. She tugged on Frisks shoulders with a little force this time.

"Frisk! Answer me! Let me help you!"

Frisk shook her head desperately, suddenly tensing her entire body up. Her eyes wide, a look Undyne had never seen on her face before gracing her features. Tears kept trailing down her small cheeks, making Undyne's emotions go haywire.

So she did the only thing she could think of, and hugged Frisk to her chest as tightly as she could.

Frisk immediately hid her face against Undyne's much larger body, gripping Undyne's clothes so tightly her knuckles turned white.

"It's okay, you're safe with me Frisk. I won't let anything hurt you, o-or anyone else."

Frisk shook her head and burrowed deeper into Undyne's clothing.

Undyne softened, then started rocking Frisk back and forth in her lap.

The rain fell steadily harder, yet neither of them seemed to care or notice.

Finally Undyne sternly guided Frisk off of her chest, keeping a firm grip on her shoulders. Frisk looked away from Undyne's gaze.

"Let me help you."

Frisk shook her head.

"Y-you can't help. No one can Undyne."

Frisk's words aggravated Undyne.

"I don't know about everyone else, but if you don't even give me a chance then of course I can't do anything! At least tell me what's wrong!"

Lightning flashed in the background, they took no notice of it.

Frisk shook her head violently.

Undyne snarled.

"Why?! Why are you being so stubborn?"

"Y-you wouldn't understand!"

Frisk yelled, shocking Undyne to inaction.

Frisk NEVER yelled.

A few memories flashed through Undyne's mind. Other's told her similar things, that she couldn't help, she couldn't understand. These moments in her past were a part of what drove her to train day in and day out. She thought that, if she became the strongest, then she would be able to help, to understand.

So how come it still ended up the same?

When Frisk spotted Undynes frozen expression of shock, her mouth opened and closed, but her words stuck in her throat.

"Is… Is it because I'm still too weak?"

Undyne's arms relaxed.

"Undy-"

"I-I just wanted to be… to be a hero. Like Gerson and Asgore. And yet, I still can't help my friends."

Frisks eyes widened as Undyne placed her back on the ground and looked up at the sky, still thick with rain clouds.

"I believed if I just got up every time I fell, one day I would reach my goal. I wanted to prove monsters could be just as powerful as humans. I wanted… I wanted my loved ones to trust me with their very souls."

Frisk did not try to interrupt this time, instead she stared up at Undyne, listening intently.

Undyne let out a bitter laugh.

"What kind of hero am I? Letting the one who freed me and my people, my best bud, suffer alone."

Silence permeated the surroundings, with only the pitter patter of rain breaking through the air.

Frisk grabbed Undynes hand, her hair now plastered to her head.

Undyne looked down at Frisk.

"Come on kid, let's get you home. I'm sure Toriel and Asgore are waiting for you to come back now."

The entire way back to the house, Frisk tried to think of some way to help Undyne.

Yet for once, she couldn't think of anything. Her own grief not forgotten, only put into the back of her mind once again.

Undyne's mood reflected the very weather itself, the rain pattering on the pavement forcing her mind into a depressive loop.

' They were right. It's impossible. Impossible.'

Eventually they reached Toriels doorstep. Undyne knocked softly, causing a bad feeling to rise up within Frisk.

So she tried to say something, anything.

"Undyne, it's okay. I-I just remembered something sad! You aren't weak you-you're amazing!"

Undyne smiled bitterly towards her small companion but did not answer.

It was now Frisk's turn to feel despair grow within her.

Toriel opened the door.

"Girls! I was getting worried, you are a whole hour-"

When Toriel spotted Undyne and Frisk's expressions, she immediately quieted down.

"A-are you two alright?"

Undyne put on a big smile.

"Of course, we just got lost on the way back. Sorry queeny! Anyway, I'm going to head home. See you later stinker!"

Frisk kept her head bowed, but did her best to wave at her friend, whom was currently walking down the porch steps.

Toriel said her goodbye as well and looked down at her daughter.

'Oh dear.'

Undyne in fact did not head back home, but instead went up the path towards mount Ebott.

Why?

Because she was really fucking angry at it.

So she went up and up, till she reached the entrance.

The very place the barrier once stood, a testament to her own weakness.

She hadn't freed the monsters, she didn't destroy the barrier, she wasn't the heroine.

Instead, she nearly condemned herself to a life of regret.

How could she have so much as considered taking Frisk's soul? Frisk, the girl she now considered more valuable than any dream or goal she possessed.

A few tears trickled down her face.

She wiped them away as a surge of anger overtook her, she roared at the mountain and punched its side as hard as she could.

Pieces of shrapnel flew this way and that, a small crater in the spot she struck.

She glared at the crater.

Then dropped to her knees.

"It's not enough! Why is it never enough?!"

Undyne stood up again and began striking the side of the mountain as hard and fast as she could. The pieces of rock slammed into the ground, causing loud noises to echo throughout the valley below.

Eventually the anger dissipated, the depression hadn't.

Undyne sat down and bowed her head.

'This is pathetic. The ferocious Undyne, Captain of the Royal Guard, crying on a mountain.'

Undyne let out a laugh.

Her thoughts went to and fro, dashing between memories and the people within them.

Undyne shook her head.

'Should I just… Give up?'

Her entire soul quivered at the thought, she immediately discarded the idea.

Instead, she went home to try and take her mind off of it all.