A/N: WHOOP! Ten chapters! The big one-O! This means faster updating time, right? Ha! Not a chance. Sorry y'all, you're just gunna have to deal with my crap. Anywaaaays, HERES THE SHORT CHAPTER!

I sloshed through the calf deep water, piles of trash heaped on either side. Flowey's ominous words still pounded around my skull, but I tried to ignore it and keep walking. An old bike honked pitifully as I trudged by, as if pleading with me. There was so much garbage around that someone could probably find some useful stuff if they look close enough. Like that cooler over there, clean looking, with nothing else on top of it. I peaked inside and found some perfectly good freeze dried icecream. This could probably heal my soul in a fight, so I shoved two in my pack and continued.

A training dummy stood among the trash, looking bored. I laughed to myself. How could a dummy feel anything? It did remind me of the one in the Ruins that we practiced on, ages ago. I ignored it and kept walking.

"JUST LIKE YOU TO IGNORE ME!"

A shout shattered the silence, and I whipped around to see what had just yelled accusingly at me. The dummy! It was red in the face, looking horridly animated and very intimidating. It plunged into the water and came up to hover just in front of me.

"I'm a ghost that lives inside a dummy! My cousin used to live in a dummy until YOU came along."

Of course it had to be a ghost. Couldn't even hurt it if I tried.

"...THE THINGS YOU SAID! HORRIBLE. SHOCKING. AWEFUL."

"Please, I don't want to fight you! My sibling, they're in grave danger and all I want to do is find them."

"HA! You didn't give a FIG about my cousin! HUMAN! ILL TEAR YOUR SOUL FROM YOUR BODY!"

Crap.

My soul was pulled out, and the fight began. But this time, Frisk wasn't behind me. They were ahead.

I steeled myself for the first attack. It came from behind, as several small dummy's popped up and shot magic attacks at me. It was actually a simple matter of locating the dummies and dodging. Mad Dummy, as I am now dubbing him because one, he's obviously very angry at me and two, he's a bit off his rocker, took damage from his own magic attacks. I tried this time to get in front of Mad Dummy, then dive out of the way.

It worked like a charm. He fell for it everytime, and got more and more annoyed with his small minions. Finally he snapped.

"DUMMIES!"

All of his smaller people appeared around me. They surrounded me and it was just a matter of all shooting at once to kill me instantly.

Instead, they all got fired.

"YOURE TERRIBLE! YOURE ALL BEING REPLACED!"

They disappeared mournfully. I couldn't imagine I would be very happy getting fired from my job either. I heard fient mechanical whirring, and guessed that Mad Dunny wasn't finished.

"Hahaha! Now you'll see my true power! Relying on people that aren't garbage!"

That was a little harsh.

The first rockets came shooting through and I tried the same tactic from earlier, just throwing myself out of the way. The rockets followed me. I just managed to twist out of this way, as they finally swung away. They just missed Mad Dummy. This was going to be harder than I thought. The rockets came in twenties and thirties, raining down. Some just barely clipped my soul when I was too slow, but they hurt like everything, and I was forced to eat some of that Astronaut food I found earlier. It wasn't half bad, and it did the job well. I watched as Mad Dummy quickly deteriorated into a raving mess. He dismissed his rocket assistants grumbling that they were

"worst than the last guys!"

Then he proceeded to laugh like a maniac.

"haha. HAhA. HAHAHA! WHO NEEDS FRIENDS? WHO NEEDS FRIENDS WHEN YOU HAVE KNIVES!"

This guy...

A long sharp blade sailed out of no where, and I dived to the side, rolling, and came to my feet, poised and ready to dodge again.

"I'm...out of knives."

Thank the good lord.

"BUT THAT DOESNT MATTER! YOU CANT BEAT ME AND I CANT BEAT YOU! YOU BE STUCK FIGHTING ME. forever. Forever! FOREVER. AHHAHAHA!"

He was nuts. He really was. We could stand here for centuries and I would have zero ways to escape. Lovely. But my salvation came, in the form of ludicrous amounts of tears from the one and only, Nabstablook.

"oh...hi allie."

"Hey Blooky! Am I glad to see you!"

"sorry..."

i gave him a patient smile. After spending time with him in the Ruins, I knew how Nabstablook was. He led me out of the garbage dump and Into a peaceful area. Lots of paths exited, but Blooky floated up to the middle fork and told me his house was up there. I weighed my options.

On one hand I could go with Nabstablook and spend sometime catching up...

or I could search for my sibling who I abandoned and failed at their most desperate time of need. Hm.

"Hey Blooky, where's Undyne's place?"

"over to the left. she gets so many visitors and I get none."

I felt bad as I waved goodbye to the ghost who had managed to cry my situation away. But Frisk was in mortal peril, so I couldn't feel too guilty. I strode over to the left and faced the house. It looked like an angry fish, with gills, scales and sharp teeth. Before I could doubt myself even more, I knocked. After a couple of seconds, a red splattered Undyne appeared. Her mask was gone, and I could see why her house looked the way it did. It looked like her. Why was she covered in red?

"Where the hell is my sibling?"

Undyne raised an eyebrow and back away from the door way to give me room.

"Nice to meet you too. Do come in."

But I stood rigid, refusing to move.

"Where is Frisk?"

"The kid is fine, punk. Now come in."

The last statement was in a firm tone, obviously coming from someone who was a leader.

I stepped inside. My first observation was the smell of tomatoes. The same red that covered Undyne covered the far wall. I didn't have time to look anymore because a small body slammed into me at high speed, and knocked the breath out of me.

"Allie!"

It was Frisk. Lovely, caring Frisk, right here in front of me, and most importantly still breathing.

"Told ya punk. Frisk is fine."

Undyne moved past me, and headed into the kitchen.

"We've been making spaghetti! That's the sauce!"

They pointed to the wall covered in tomato paste. But I was still playing catch up.

"How Frisk? I thought you were dead. I thought Undyne had ripped your soul out. I thought-"

I choked back tears.

Frisk hugged me tight and tried to comfort me.

"Undyne is actually really cool, and she and Paps are best friends. He said that she couldn't make friends with me and so she's proving him wrong. I think she actually like me though."

Frisk trailed off and looked over to where Undyne was scraping tomato bits into a bowl.

"We were actually finishing up the spaghetti noddles if you want to help?"

I nodded, dashing the tears out of my eyes. In this world, it's best to keep moving forward and not to dwell too much on the past. If you don't, you might just go crazy, or mad or worse.

So, for better or worse, I had a sudden change in plan. Instead of fighting Undyne in order to stop or avenge my siblings untimely death, I was cooking with her.

Nothing could possibly go wrong here.

*Allie still being alive and finding you fills you with determination*

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