Chapter 16
That's Hot…
Felix's POV
Felix's Dreamscape
I looked at the fox figure that was approaching me. He was always in my mindscape, and I never knew why. He grabbed my arm, and started to blend in with me. The last thing I remember is a burning sensation all over my body before I woke up.
Real World
"HOTHOTHOT!" I yelled out as I fell out of the bed I was laid in. In the act of falling, I pulled my IV line out, and now I was bleeding all over the floor. Frisk, Undyne, and a yellow dinosaur monster rushed to my aid, helping me up and asking if I was alright. "I'm fine! I just need a Band-Aid or something for the IV line!" They scrambled for supplies. For what appeared to be a lab, it certainly wasn't stocked well…
About ten minutes later, I was treated for my IV wound. Gauze was hastily wrapped around my arm, and I called it good. After that, I got some new clothes on, a set of green underclothes and black armor from Undyne, and Frisk and I were off. I thanked Undyne as we left. Once we walked out of the lab, I immediately cursed myself for actually putting on the armor. "…Frisk told me that Undyne overheats in her armor… This set for me probably has the same problems…" I decided to roll with it and still wear the armor. The vents still worked, even with the armor weighing me down, which I was grateful for.
After about half an hour of wandering aimlessly through Hotland, we finally reached Mettaton's Cooking Show. "Since we already know Alphys through Undyne, will Mettaton try to kill us like Frisk said…?" That main thought was circling through my mind. I started walking forwards, sweat pouring down my face, and no-one came to stop me. I walked into the middle of the room, and Frisk followed. "Hello…?" I called out. Nobody came at all. It was a pristine set, but no-one was there. Frisk and I decided to continue onwards.
Five minutes later, I was broiling. If it was possible, I would've melted. Finally, I just couldn't take it anymore. "GOD DAMN YOU HOTLAND!" I pulled off my breastplate, ripping my undershirt in the process and threw it into the nearby lava. I did the same with my leggings, and thankfully my shorts didn't rip. I sighed with relief. Frisk, meanwhile, was looking away. I looked at myself, cursing my hasty actions but not regretting them.
"I-I'm not g-g-gonna look at y-you like th-that… N-Not gonna!" Frisk seemed DETERMINED about even this…
I sighed. "Fine, you don't have to look at my mostly-covered chest… Just keep walking alright…?" She nodded quickly, starting to go forwards. I walked after her, thinking about how I could fix this clothing problem. We made it through quite easy, comparing with all the difficult puzzles she had to deal with before. I was glad that we didn't have to do the fighter plane puzzles. I'm bad at really strategic puzzles… Just like how I'm really bad at Final Fantasy Tactics… Too heavily strategic for me.
We next went into a cavern. A voice echoed around us. "Did you hear what that monster said?" I scratched my head as I took the lead, not caring about Frisk's "vision problem". "They said not one, but two humans will come through here." I continued walking forwards, reaching for my spear. It was then that I realized: I had accidentally thrown my spear when I took off my armor. "I can smell one of them coming now." She probably meant me, considering I was in the lead now. "I can practically smell the dust of fallen monsters coursing through his veins…"
"What…?" I thought. "I've only killed one monster…"
"No… that's not the smell of dust coursing through his veins… It's the smell of a monster's SOUL… A powerful monster's SOUL… One even to rival the King's…" I stopped, looking at my chest for a moment. "He's not a human…" "I'm… not human…?" "What kind of monster are you then? With a stolen SOUL and a disguise… You don't smell like any monster I've encountered before, but you definitely don't smell like the other human…" "Stolen SOUL…? Disguise?" I thought calling out my SOUL. It was as green as ever.
Suddenly, spider webs wrapped around me, bringing me up high. I came face to face with a spider monster. "I wonder if the King would mind if I kept you for myself… You're just so cute that I think I will~ Especially what's under that disguise of yours… Ahuhuhuhuhu~" My breathing quickened for a moment as that thought ran through my mind. A large crack brought me out of my days. Frisk was cracking her knuckles, her eyes blood-red like Chara's.
Frisk's voice sounded like hers and Chara's put together. "Put my friend down, Muffet. Or else…"
"Or else what, dearie?" Muffet laughed to herself again, starting to descend for battle. "Or else you're cry?"
Frisk and Chara's voice turned venomous. "Or else there will be hell to pay…"