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Another day, another dollar.

Or that's how the supposed saying went.

Despite Sans's and Undyne's constant worrying, you dragged yourself to work the next morning just as you typically would. It was great to know that they cared, yes, but you felt as if they didn't know the line between caring and overbearing. (Hey, that rhymed!)

Your bandages, throughout the past four days, had been reapplied more than six different times just by Sans alone. Honestly, you weren't even sure if that was even healthy for your wound.

"Hey, listen to me when I'm talking to you!" Undyne's voice filled up your thoughts, and you turned to glance at the pouting fish monster.

You felt a smile hint on your lips, "You were talking to me?"

Undyne's eye twitched, "Of course I was! You obviously weren't paying any attention! I bet damn well you were off in dreamy land about Sans."

"About Sans?" you laughed, "Is this what I should worry about when you don't pay attention to me? Are you off dreaming inappropriate thoughts about Alphys during work?"

You weren't expecting Undyne's face to heat right up, like molten lava being splashed on her cheeks.

"HEY!" Undyne yelled, "This isn't the time to talk about this! J-Just answer my damn question! Besides, it's none of your business to hear about what I think about..."

You snorted, "Undyne, oh my god. I don't even want to know!"

"_!"

"Alright, alright... What did you ask?"

Undyne slapped her forehead, "Dammit, really? I was asking you if you really are living with Papyrus and Sans."

You nodded shyly, "Only for a little while... They just got really nervous since about this whole flesh wound thing."

"Flesh wound?" Undyne laughed, "Alright, whatever, you're hardcore. I get it."

"Oh yeah!" You were reminded of something, "Do you know any more ASL? Frisk was over a few nights ago, I wanted to get to know them better."

"ASL? What the hell is that?" Undyne frowned, "I can hear Frisk talk just fine."

"Talk?"

"Yeah, uh." Undyne paused, "Maybe it's a monster thing. I dunno."

You shook your head, "Maybe I'll just take a class on it."

"Wait, I've got another thing to tell you!" Undyne said, slamming a book into a shelf. You winced at the mistreatment of it.

"Hmm?" You asked, curious.

"Alright," Undyne crossed her arms together, "You know the whole thing with Asgore? The thing I've been telling you about for, like, a month?"

You nodded.
"Asgore finally set a legitimate date for that stupid thing," Undyne snorted, "We're leaving in three weeks. I suppose it'd be the 28th of November by then."

"It's November already?" You smiled softly, "That's crazy! It feels like I've known you for years, not just for a few months at best."

"It's a crazy world," Undyne smiled brightly, "But I wouldn't have it any other way."

Undyne sighed, "Anyways, do you think you'll be okay working here alone? There won't be any monsters in the Surface for at least a week or two."

"Sans is staying," You added weakly, and Undyne nodded in realization.

"Oh, yeah! You've already asked him if he'd work here with you!" Undyne said, "God, that's actually a huge sigh of relief! Nonetheless, do you think you'll be okay without me here? I don't mind staying if it'll help you."

You felt a twinge of nervousness but tried to brush it off, knowing that Sans would still be here with you, "Nope! I'm good, I'll be okay! Don't worry!"

Undyne furrowed her eyebrows.

The chime of the door opening suddenly brought your attention back on the store. It wasn't necessarily a customer carrying money for some old indie books, but rather Vivian carrying a bright smile along with her.

"Hey, Vivi!" Undyne waved, which caught you off guard.

Sans hadn't seemed to be much of a fan of humans, save for you. He had turned so hostile when Vivian appeared during that whole incident... Undyne, however, seemed to act neutral about the situation. They did spend a little while together, so maybe there were becoming friends? You honestly hoped so. You and Vivian had been secretly texting ever since you took a bullet to the shoulder.

"Hey _, hello Undyne," Vivian smiled, her hair wild as usual, "Are you guys on your lunch break?"

Oddly, you put a hand to your own hair to make sure it was tied up as usual. It was. "Uhm, Undyne? What time is it?"

"What time is it?" Undyne chortled, "Oh god, you're my boss, aren't you? Aren't you supposed to know about these things?"

You tried to give her a famous shit eating grin. It failed miserably. "Maybe."

Vivian laughed at the two of you, "I was hoping we could all hang out without any, y'know, stupid teenagers with guns showing up."

"Sure, punk!" Undyne gave her a thumbs up, "_, do you wanna hurry and wrap this up?"

You nodded, "Yeah, let me go grab my keys and everything."

"Don't forget your coat! It's starting to get chilly out there... I think it might snow sometime soon. Either that, or we'll have some major rainshowers coming our way," Vivian added happily.

"Rain?" You frowned, "I hope it doesn't get too severe. I've never been a big fan of thunder and lightning."

Undyne raised an eyebrow, "You haven't? I think it's relaxing."

"It scares me a bit," you added, only half-joking.

The monster rolled her eye at you before putting away the last of the books. She smiled proudly at her work, then grabbed her coat from her seat in the back. You scoffed at her teasingly before throwing your thick jacket on, smiling at the warmth of it. (You would've worn your coat... But, you know... Reasons.)

"Where we going to?" Undyne asked once you all walked out of your store, pausing to let you lock it.

"A pizza place," Vivian smiled, "They've been in town for a few years now. If you don't want pizza, that's okay. They've got other stuff too. All you need to know is that I'm paying."

"Vivian-," You opened up your mouth to protest.

Vivian wouldn't have it, however, as she huffed loudly. Her blonde locks moving rapidly as she did so, "No! This is something I want to do, 'kay? Besides, I have something I want to talk about when we get there..."

"At least let us pay for-"

"I won't have it, _!"

And, well, that was the end of that argument.

You three were able to find a booth in the back of the restaurant. You and Undyne sat together, you closer to the window, whilst Vivian sat on the other side. Her face was all smiles, and Undyne even seemed to loosen up with the relax atmosphere of the pizza parlor.

It looked old and maybe a bit worn-down inside, but it was easy to tell that it was loved. There was hardly anyone in there, save for a few couples, and the only sounds were of soft conversation.

It smelt like pizza and, oh god, you hadn't realized you were hungry until that exact moment.

You took a sip of your water.

"Alright, Vivian," Undyne slouched into the booth, "What did you want us for?"

Vivian's smile disappeared, she furrowed her eyebrows together, "Alright, look. I know we've talked to the police, but they haven't done a thing in accordance to the shooting!"

"You talked to them again?" Undyne asked, "Why? We've tried telling you that there was no point to it!"

"You all deserve justice," The brown eyed girl replied simply, "And doing nothing is not going to help you."

You sighed, playing with the straw in your glass, "I understand what you're saying, Vivian, but if they're not going to do anything-"

"I know Jonathan," Vivian stated.

Suddenly, the chatter around you seemed to stop.

"Jonathan?" Undyne repeated, "Who the hell is Jonathan?"

You paused, "It was that kid who came in and tipped over all the books two months or so ago," Your voice was quiet, "He also shot me."

If you were in any other place, you were almost positive that Undyne would've jumped up and yelled. Instead, she clenched her fists together - her knuckles began to go white.

"You know that motherfucker?" Undyne's voice was a whisper, "How?"

Vivian bit her lip, "We went to highschool together. We're both nineteen, I believe."

"I went back into the police station once I was certain it was him," Vivian looked hopeful, "They've drawn up a sketch of him, from what I could remember. I don't remember his last name, or anything else besides his basic personality. As you can tell, we weren't close friends."

"_," Vivian directed her words towards you, "Look, the police need you-"

"Hello darlings!" A waitress had suddenly appeared, carrying a menu in her hands. Her face was plastered with makeup. She seemed happy, her bright smile seemed genuine, "Is there anything I can get you today?"

Vivian's eyes were filled with discontent, but she faked a smile, "I'd like to get a mushroom calzone."

Undyne looked at you and smiled warmly, "I'll get the salmon salad. And she," Undyne pointed at you, "would like an olive calzone."

The waitress laughed softly, "Alright, ladies! I'll be back as soon as possible with y'all's food."

She left you three quickly, moving onto the next table around you.

Your face felt bright red as you quietly thanked Undyne, feeling childish.

She ruffled up your hair, "No problem, punk. Alphys asks me to do the same thing."

"Anyways," You tried to shake off your initial embarrassment, "What were you saying, Vivian?"

"The police need you to go in for questioning," Vivian stated, "They want to get another sketch of the shooter for extra certainty. They also need to know exactly what happened, as your memory of it might seem more clear after a few days."

"Once they get a close match, it's a likely possibility that they'll bring both you and I to the police station to make sure it's Jonathan."

"_," Vivian's brown eyes stared straight into yours, "I'm not going to force you into going there, but I want you to think of the possibilities that could happen if you walk into the police station. Good and negative."

"You guys are mad!" Undyne huffed, "His gang is going to try to kill you if anything happens to him. You're risking your life, Vivian! There's people out there who will stop at nothing!"
"By keeping that madman out there, we're risking monster lives!" You added sternly.

"Jonathan deserves to rot for what he's done," Vivian glared.

Undyne looked at you for a moment before sighing deeply.

"You two are insufferable," She shook her head, laughing, "Fine, whatever. Just know that this means I'll have to worry about both of you more than I already do!"

"Would you two be willing to go with me to the police station after work?" Vivian asked hesitantly.
You blinked, "I, uhm... Well... I actually have a counselor's appointment after today is over..."

Undyne ruffled your hair again, "I'm so proud of you, by the way."

Vivian smiled brightly, "Oh my gosh, really? _, that's amazing! I hope it might be able to help you."

You laughed, "Thanks guys."

The waitress soon came back and handed you all of your food, her smile still glued onto her face. It still didn't appear fake to you though! She might've just really liked her job.

"It's my first appointment," You stated, taking another sip of your water, "I found an office which did 24/7 counseling."

Undyne hummed in approval, taking a bite of her salad.

"Tell me if it's any good!" Vivian cut open her calzone, "Mom says I might need to try one someday."

You smiled, "I will, for sure. Doesn't everyone deserve happiness?"

You took a bite of your food and winced at the hotness of it, taking a big gulp of your drink. It burnt your tongue slightly but you knew you'd soon get over it.

"I don't think..." Undyne paused, her voice cold, "People who call other people 'monster fuckers' or people who hate just to hate... I don't think those people deserve any type of happiness. I don't think people who try to hurt monsters or humans of any sort deserve any sort of redemption. They can rot in hell for all I care."

"Undyne..." You said softly, putting a hand comfortingly on her shoulder.

She laughed for a second, bitterly, "God, just... I think those people are truly the monsters of this world. Don't humans use monsters in negative context? Like we're some sort of evil?"

"I think," You whispered, "I think that you're you. You're a monster, you're Undyne. Monsters are loving and caring, they feel everything that we humans do. The only evil in the world is people who spread evil."

Undyne sighed, "You always know what to say, you punk..."

You laughed, "You're my best friend, aren't I supposed to know how to make you laugh at least?"

Vivian rolled her eyes at both of you, "Monsters are, like, legitimately nicer than any human I've ever met."

"I think it depends on the person," Undyne added after a moment, "Monsters can be dicks too. Have you ever met Jerry?"

You and Vivian both shook your heads.

"Well, don't."