Here's the second chapter for today, guys. It's a long one-nearly five pages on my Word document and more than two thousand words! Enjoy:

October 20, 170 A.E.

Entry #17

Maybe it is not such a good idea for me to write down what happened last night. If anyone found out, we would all be in very big trouble. Then again, I shudder to think what would happen if we do not tell anyone about what we saw.

After Toriel and I put on our coats, Wingdin told us to follow him. It was so late at night, but I guess we went out then because everyone was asleep. I was a bit tired too. We had danced for most of the night. I did not say that, though, because I really wanted to see Wingdin's surprise.

We trudged in silence for a few minutes. Most of the lanterns have been put out by then, so it was mostly dark. It felt kind of creepy, actually. Wingdin brought a candle but he did not light it. He said the light might wake someone.

"If you are not going to light the candle, why did you bring it?" I asked.

"Shh," he said, "I'm going to light it after we get out of the village. Don't get all fired up about it."

"Where are we even going?" Toriel whispered, "It is so late. Do your parents know we are here?"

Wingdin scoffed. "Of course my parents don't know we're here! Do you know how much trouble I'd get in if they did?"

After about ten minutes, Wingdin asked me to make a flame to light the candle. I did and realised that we were out of the village and in the thick woods. Wingdin grabbed our hands and teleported us away.

"What are you doing?" I shouted after we stopped moving, "You are not allowed to teleport that close to the village!"

"That's because if I did that during the day," Wingdin explained, "there would be too many other skeletons teleporting around and it would cause traffic issues. Teleporting into something hurts. But it's after midnight and everyone's asleep, so I can teleport wherever I want."

"What if other people follow this logic and you teleport into each other?" Toriel pointed out.

"Let's not worry about that," said Wingdin, "We're here!"

I noticed the glowing of torches from beyond the bush we were hiding in. When I looked harder, I realised that it was a village. There were a few people walking around the perimeter of the village carrying torches. They did not have fur or scales or horns of any kind. They carried spears and wore fluffy coats.

"They are humans," Toriel whispered, suddenly sounding terrified, "Wingdin, we cannot be around humans! You need to get us out of here!"

"Don't worry!" Wingdin whispered back, "They can't see us here. Besides, even if they saw us what would they do?"

"Attack us," I said.

"Kill us," Toriel said.

"Tell our parents about it," I said.

"Hold us hostage," Toriel said.

"I thought you said you liked humans!" said Wingdin, "That's why I brought you guys here!"

"I meant from far away!" she retorted, "We cannot be here, Wingdin. Monsters and humans are at war. If they find us, they'll attack us."

"This is not the south," Wingdin said, "The village here isn't taking part in the war. Look, I've come here every year since I was seven, and no one except for Cortisia has found out and nothing bad has ever happened to me. If you want to, we can leave, but I just wanted to show you guys something cool. It's totally safe, I promise."

Toriel rubbed the pendant on her necklace. "Are you sure they will not hurt us?"

"I'm sure," Wingdin said, "Trust me, it's going to be awesome!"

Besides the fear I felt for spying on the humans, it was not that exciting, to be honest. There were only a few humans out since it is so late. Toriel guessed that they were guards for the village. I could not think of a reason why the humans would need guards. They were not fighting against the monsters. It is the eve of the Angel's Festival. What kind of person would invade a village during the eve of the Angel's Festival?

I had never seen a human from this close before. Of course, Paz was around when I was smaller, but she did not carry the same air of intimidation as the humans in the village did. Paz had been friends with Father since she was a very small child. She was practically a monster. When she came to declare war, I was scared. Not because looked scary, but because she was talking about taking my family's souls. I had never seen her so mad before that night. These humans looked like they would kill any monster if they had a chance.

After a few minutes, some of the humans near the main entrance of the village tensed and pointed their spears. I gasped and almost cried out before I realised those spears were not directed at us. The humans were pointing at a group of people in ponchos heading towards them. A group of humans.

A short human in a poncho stepped in front of the spears. She held out her hands and spoke a few words. The humans by the entrance of the village hesitantly lowered their weapons. Another human pushed through the crowd and the two humans started to talk.

Wingdin snorted. "Those humans come every year," he said, "They talk with the village chief and then they get chased off. I don't know what they're trying to negotiate, but clearly it's not working. You have to admire them for trying, though."

At that moment, the short human adjusted her stance, slightly. I gasped. I could see her eyes. They were blood red.

It was Paz.

Toriel realized it at the same moment I did. Wingdin turned away from the humans and glared at us accusingly.

"Are you trying to get us caught?" he asked. I did not realize that we were being so loud.

"We need to get out of here," Toriel said.

"But my parents aren't going wake up for another few hours," said Wingdin.

"These humans will hurt us if they find us!" Toriel urged.

"But these humans come every year!" Wingdin protested, "They've never been a problem before."

"It does not matter!" Toriel said with frustration, "We need to go!"

"Maybe we should stay," I suggested, "We can see what they are up to. Come on, Toriel, it will be fine." Wingdin thought that we would be safe, so I thought I ought to trust him. Besides, being at this human village was so exciting, now that something was happening. I wanted to stay and watch everything play out.

"The whole reason we are staying at this village is to hide from the humans, Asgore!" Toriel yelled, "You are the prince and you will be king someday. It is time you start acting like a leader and stop being an immature child!"

I stared at her. She has never been this harsh with me before. Toriel's expression softened. She seemed like she wanted to say something, but she seemed to decide against it and turned away.

I knew that someday I was meant to be the king of monsters some day. I knew I would have to lead, but I had never actually thought about what leading meant. Toriel had always been the one telling me what to do. I never thought about the fact that I would be the one telling her what to do in the future. Angels, I am an immature child, am I not?

Wingdin poked his head out of the bush. "Guys?" he said, "The humans are looking this way!"

Toriel and I both poked our heads out the bush. A few of the humans were pointing at our bush and saying something. One of them tensed and shouted. Paz stalked towards us, gripping her spear tightly.

"Run!" Wingdin yelled.

"Just get us out of here!" I replied, stumbling out of the bush.

"There's too many branches here to make a clean shortcut," Wingdin huffed, "We need to get to a more open area."

The humans were starting to run towards us. I broke off into a sprint towards a small patch of meadow beyond the bushes, Wingdin and Toriel close behind. It was very uncomfortable, with all of my coats. My lungs kind of hurt. Wingdin slid into the meadow and grabbed our hands. One lurch later, we were back in Aiphuoxbone.

"Can we...never do that...again?" Toriel panted, "Please?"

Wingdin glared at her. "They saw us because you guys were being too loud! If you hadn't panicked, we could have stayed there much longer! Now we might get in trouble and it's all your fault."

We walked home in silence. Toriel was scowling and Wingdin would not look at me. Hopefully the whole thing will be over by tomorrow. Toriel almost never apologizes for things like this. She just goes back to being friendly to whoever she was mad at. I hope that Wingdin would apologize, or if he does not, I hope he would accept Toriel's lack of apology. They have never actually been mad at each other before. It would be awful if they kept being mad at each other.

When we got back, Wingdin went up to his room without a word. Toriel and I headed to our room as well. When I finished changing into my pajamas, I noticed the silhouette of Toriel sitting on her bed. She looked deep in thought.

"Toriel?" I asked, "Can I talk to you?"

Toriel sighed. "I should not have said those things to you," she said, "I want you to know that I think you would be a wonderful leader and I will do everything I can to help you be a good king when we grow up."

I pushed open the curtain. Toriel did not stop me. She moved over and I sat with her on her bed.

"Honestly, I think some of the things you said were true," I said, squeezing one of her pillows, "I am immature. I have never really thought about what would happen if I were king."

"You will be a great ruler," Toriel assured me. It sounded like an empty statement, though, like something she would say to anyone in my position to make them feel better. "And whatever happens, I will also be there to guide you through that."

"I do not want to be king," I said, "That would mean that Mother and Father would have to die. I do not want them to die. I wanted things to just stay the way they were."

Toriel bit her lip. "I wish that could happen, Asgore," she said, "but you know we have to grow up some day."

"But hey," I said, "We would not have to worry about that stuff for years and years, right? When we grow up, we will be ready."

Toriel sighed. "I do not think so, Asgore. We need to start taking responsibility for things now."

"Do you know what my mother said to me the day we left for Aiphuoxbone?" she said after seeing my frown, "She said, 'By the time the war is over, you might have to take over my responsibilities, Toriel. You will be the royal advisor one day, and that means you have to protect your king with your life.'"

I sighed. Toriel's mother was very obedient to her duties. "Your mother will be fine," I said, "She took down an entire human squadron once for Paz's army. We will all make it out of this alive and well and neither of us will have to deal with any duties for years. I know it."

Toriel looked away. "You know how your grandparents came into power, Asgore. Their parents died in the monster civil war and your grandparents ended it. Mother told me that when wars happen, parents die and children will have to end the war for them. I do not want to fight in a war. I just want to have a peaceful life with a peaceful reign."

"Well," I said, "Whatever happens, when I become king, I will need an advisor. We can make sure that our reign will be peaceful."

I held out my hand. "Wherever we go, we go together."

Toriel shook my hand. "Together."

I wanted to ask Toriel about Paz as well, but we were both very tired, so we agreed to go to bed. I think Toriel is asleep now, but I am not. For some reason, once I got into bed, I could not fall asleep. I have conjured up a very dim flame to see the words on this page. Maybe I should go back to bed.

~Asgore

Haha Paz you try too hard.

By the way, the reviews=double update thing still stands, but this time I'm cranking the number up to 15.

Remember that now that Halloween's over, it's officially Christmas! (Or Hanukkah, or Kwanzaa, or whatever your culture celebrate at this time of year.)

Happy holidays!

~Pandora