Author's Notes
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My eyes widened, and so did Frisk and Flowey's. I had forgotten that I had to go to lunch with Papy. "THE G-R-R-REAT PAPYRUS MUST HAVE LUNCH WITH SANS- WE ARE HAVING SPAGHETTI!" yelled Papyrus. Frisk thought quickly and put the Grillby's bag on top of me, hiding me from Paps.
I heard rustling from Frisk, who was probably talking to Papyrus. "HE'S NOT HERE? HE MUST BE NEARBY, FOR NO ONE GETS FAR FROM THE GREAT PAPYRUS!" I heard him sprint out the door, bumping into Alphys on the way. "SORRY ALPHYS!" He screamed, continuing his dash across town.
"T-that's o-okay." I removed the bag to see her standing up slowly. "Flowey? How d-did you get in here?" She shakily asked. "Sans over here was stuck on a shelf, and I could feel the unstable magic." The flower replied. "was it that bad?" I inquired. "Yeah. That bad."
"Interesting. Let me hook you up and check your levels." Said Alphys, obviously worried, but simultaneously interested. As she was hooking me up, some of Flowey's pollen infiltrated my non-existent nose and made me sneeze.
This made Alphys writhe in pain, as a high concentration of magic, infused with a gargantuan amount of determination, slithered through her veins. She shrieked as a familiar blue light enveloped her scaley body. "S-sans?" She asked, sheer terror in her eyes as she was in enveloped in a blue ember. When it faded, Alphys was gone. Instead, a pile of clothes laid in the spot where she had stood.
A small bump started stirring under the lab coat, and a tiny head shot out of the collar. Readjusting her oversized glasses, she promptly asked the most logical question a baby lizard could ask: "What?"