"Oh God, yes." I let a moan escape my throat as the waterfall poured over my head, myself waist-deep in the water. The water wasn't cold, yet of course it wasn't boiling either. I hadn't bathed since I've fallen (there are no showers in the Underground), and I was beginning to smell absolutely awful.

My head went under as I forced bubbles of air out of my lungs, eventually needing to come up for air. Once I was exposed to the air once more, I ran my fingers through my short hair, a satisfied grin appearing against my face.

I almost wasn't able to go out. I had to promise Papyrus that I would go to some chick named "Undyne," and ask her if she could train him. Guy's too likable, though. I can't go back on a promise like that.

Someone began to sing, attracting my attention. It's probably one of the most beautiful things I've heard, down here in the Underground.

I swam over to the rocks, climbing up and reaching for the towel I had brought to dry myself off. Once dry enough, I began to put my clothes back on... I really need to do some shopping. I smell like a garbage can.

The singing continued, drawing me closer with every note.

A monster sat alone in the room, singing to itself a tune unfamiliar to me.

She turned over her shoulder, beginning to face me as the music suddenly stopped, "I-I'm sorry." She began to stutter,"I'm not bothering you, am I?"

"Not at all." I laughed, waving my hands in front of me before taking notice of the glowing, blue flower beside her. It too began to sing, just a little quieter than the former, "I'm actually heading this way, and I am a fan of music." I stopped for a moment, extending my had to the woman, "The name's Sans."

"S...Siren." She stood up, not meeting eyes with me.

"More like 'Shyren,' if you ask me." I smiled, knowing well that my face won't show through my mask.

She let out a quiet laugh, showing her amusement.

"Well," I lowered my arm, "Wish I could stay longer, but I have to be somewhere." I nodded, starting my journey, "Have a nice day."

"Gaster." She spoke in a quiet tone, forcing me to stop, "You know him, don't you?"

"N...Not too well." I turned my head to face her, "I may not speak wingdings, but anyone can see his suspicion for me."

"He's going to save us all." She gave me a weak smile, tears brimming her eyes, "He'll help us break the barrier, despite not having our seven souls."

I've heard of this whole "seven souls," thing before. It's this that has given the monsters hope for the past millennia.

"If the souls are a definite means," I spoke in an uncomfortable manner, my stomach beginning to hold a twisting feeling, "then why waste so much time trying to find another way?"

"Dr. Gaster... believes there's hope for humans." Her head ducked down, "He wants to think that all their actions were out of defense, like a 'kill or be killed' kinda situation. Humans are very determinate, after all. They only did what they did to survive, rather than out of the animosities of their hearts..." She looked back at me, eyes hopeful, "If... if you see him, could you tell him we're cheering him on?"

"Yeah." I sighed, continuing my tread with a somewhat satisfied look against my face, "I'll be sure to let him know."

I stopped walking as soon as I approached Undyne's house (at least that's what Pap's directions say this play is), eyes thoroughly examining the structure. I let out a slow sigh, knocking at the door and crossing my arms over my chest.

The door opened, a fish lady standing at the entranceway, "Hell-" She stopped before looking downward, "Do you have something to report?"

"Um... Not really." I gave her a hesitant laugh, rubbing a hand against the back of my head, "You see, my brother was wanting to join the Royal Guard, and-"

"Honestly, I was hoping you came over to report a human." She sighed, leaning against the doorway, arms folded across her torso, "I just really wanna get out of here, you know?"

I felt bile crawl up my throat, "W-well, that's not what I'm here for. You see-"

"Just one more soul, and we're all free." She looked up toward the sky, a plea in her otherwise grim expression.

I tapped my foot for a while, not moving any other part of my body, "I know of a good candidate for the Royal Guard?"

She looked back down at me, "I'm sorry, we're not taking any applications." She let out an exhausted sigh, "Is there anything else you would like?"

"No, Ma'am." I dropped my arms to the side as she gave me a 'have a good day' and shut the door in front of me.

I immediately turning around, making my way back home, but something stopped me. Hotland just a short walk away. Gaster's probably... Nah. I shouldn't bother him... though. Probably wouldn't be too pleased.

My attention immediately was directed to some sort of yellow, glowey thing. I approaching it with caution, listening to it's quiet hum. It nearly beckoned me as I reached for it. It's surface was incorporeal, yet it was still able to do something to me. I don't know how, but I felt some sort of calming tranquility, and I'm now filled with a determination.