Frisk walked down the street behind Sans and Papyrus, his hands thrust deep down into his coat pockets as so to keep them warm. He could see his breath become a white pocket of hot air every time he exhaled through his nose and mouth. Despite it being Fall, the weather had been taking a turn for the cooler rather quickly. Sans and Papyrus were used to it though, having lived in the cold climate for more than a long time.

''So what've you and Tori been up to this week, Frisk?'' Sans asked, looking behind him. ''Anything interesting?''

Frisk blew out some air between his lips. Most days, it wasn't really anything special. On the weekdays, Frisk and Toriel would be at school for most of the day, Frisk learning and Toriel teaching. To avoid potential accusations of favortism from Frisk's fellow classmates, Toriel was teaching a class different to Frisk's. But the two always got together during weekends, where they'd head down to the local library and borrow a few books for them to read together.

That was pretty much a normal week for them. Life was pretty good for them right now. As for their friends...

Frisk asked Sans and Papyrus, in reply to the former's original question, what they had been up to.

''Eh, still on the prowl for a job.'' Sans replied. ''Papyrus has been more busy than me though.''

''I have been working closely with Muffet to help promote her new diner. I am, er, working as a chef in general.'' Papryus cleared his throat uncomfortably. ''But she's still grateful for all the work I'm doing for her. But in truth, it's Undyne who's been helping me.''

''So you're just taking credit for what she's been teaching you?''

''No, no! I didn't mean it like that!'' Papryus quickly answered. ''I mean, well, yes... To a degree. Most times she does let me borrow her recipes..."

''Does she know?''

''Of course not!''

Frisk bit his lip upon hearing that. Sometimes, you do have to keep some things secret to avoid potential complications, but they all have to come out one day. Papyrus, while genuinely awesome, still had a few life lessons to learn.

''Hm? What is it, human?''

Frisk told Papyrus that one day, he would have to tell Undyne and take whatever she had to say for him on the chin.

''But see, that's the beauty of keeping secrets! What Undyne doesn't know, can't hurt her!''

...Really, what kind of an excuse is that?!

Frisk retooled and tried another approach, quoting a famous line from a famous man known as Mark Twain: 'Confession is good for my soul, but sure as hell plays havoc with my reputation.'

Sans thought this over for his brother.

''What the kid says is true, bro. You'll have to come out with it all one day.''

Papyrus frowned. Could he really have the guts to do it?

''Ugh... Okay, but promise me that you have to back me up.''

Frisk, as much as he wanted to help his friend out with that dilemma, had to refuse, saying there are some things in the world you have to do yourself. But one day, he would find the strength to do so.

''Really? Wowie, maybe I could do it right here and now when we meet up with her... Hey, there she is!''

As Frisk, Sans and Papyrus turned a corner and came off of the street they were walking on, the local park came into full view. Despite the not-so-brilliant weather, there were still a few Monsters and Humans gathered there, telling each other what they'd been up to over the past few days. Some Monster children were playing games of Tag, while Human children played on the climbing frame and with the small zipwire. Some of the adults were walking pets as they left their children to play.

''Well, we're here,'' Sans said, pausing to rub his boney hands together to warm them up. Frisk noticed this.

D...Does Sans get cold? That's illogical for a skeleton.

''Ah! Over there!'' Papyrus announced, pointing to where Undyne was working out in a quiet space. ''Let's go say hi!''

''After you then.'' Sans shrugged. Papyrus grunted, and sauntered forward.

Undyne heaved and puffed, completely out of breath. She was Determined to finish this set though.

''Seven... Eight...'' She weazed between push-ups. ''Ninety-nine...''

Her arms violentely trembled under the pressure and constant exercise. Just one more, she thought. C'mon, you little weasel! Do it!

Undyne took in one last deep breath and forced her arms to push up off of the ground and support her body for a few seconds. And... one-hundred!

She collapsed onto the ground, out of breath and completely fatigued.

''Oh, no! Undyne!''

''Huh? What?''

Next thing she knew, Papyrus was rolling her face-up and checking her over.

''Oh,'' She grinned. ''Heya Papyrus.''

''Are you okay?!''

''Okay? Pshaw, you worry too much. I've had a lot worse.'' Undyne slowly got off of the ground and back onto her legs. ''I do this every day. How am I gonna stay in shape if I don't work out?''

''You had me worried for a second there! I was afraid!''

''Hah! YOU, afraid? I've never seen you worry about me at all!'' Undyne laughed. Papyrus joined in, even though he had no clue what they were laughing about. Frisk and Sans soon arrived.

''Oh, hey Sans,'' Undyne said. ''Hey there, lil' squirt.'' She added, turning to face Frisk. The Human asked her to call him by his proper name.

''What, you don't like ' lil' squirt?' " Undyne raised her eyebrows. ''All this time I've been calling you that, and you never moaned.''

Frisk shrugged. There's always some point where we've had enough of one thing.

''Hey Undyne, I think my bro has something he wants to tell ya.'' Sans piped up. ''Don't you?''

''What do you-'' Papyrus began, then remembered. ''Oh yes, that's right! Undyne, there's something I need to tell you.''

''What's up?'' She asked. Sans tapped Frisk on the shoulder to get his attention.

''I think we should give these two some space. If things do kick off though, we'll step in. Promise.''

Frisk nodded, and he and Sans went over to a nearby bench under a tree, clearing off the rainwater and sitting down. Sans grimaced. He wasn't used to sitting down on wet benches. Frisk decided to get his lunch out and started to nibble on one of his sandwiches that Toriel made for him.

''Ya think she'll go easy on him?'' Sans asked Frisk. He shrugged and said he had no idea. The situation looked hopeful for now, mind. A few quiet minutes passed as they watched Papyrus and Undyne talk. Frisk felt uneasy though. He didn't exactly want two of his best friends falling out.

A violent feeling suddenly swept through Frisk's body, alarming him. The park faded from his view to a black void in a matter of seconds. It felt like he had been forced into a nightmare. He couldn't feel the ground beneath his feet. His breath was no longer visible in the air every time he exhaled. Frisk begun to panic like he did this morning. He tried to keep his breathing steady, but it was no use.

Where am I?! Sans?! Papyrus?! Undyne?!

Frisk took a step forward into the void. A flower with a face popped out in front of him.

Flowey?

''Hee hee hee. Enjoying your life?''

Frisk gasped and tried to run, but found himself frozen to the spot.

''Oh, you're not going anywhere. We have some unfinished buisness.''

Flowey's face turned into a horrific, disturbing, warped one.

''So... Thought it'd be FUN to leave me behind, did you?! Look at yourself. All these friends you have... You're going to have to leave them behind one day too. The same way you left me.''

Y...You're... No! I didn't want to leave you behind! You told me that I had to go on without you, even though I didn't want to!

Frisk desperately blurted out this statement to Flowey.

''But what if you DID decide to come back, and save me? What if I was in your debt? But NO. You never once thought of going back, did you?''

Frisk cried out that he would've gone back at any time to the Underground to bring him back, if the circumstances allowed. He also added that he never once forgot about him.

''For one, I can't read your mind. So how do I know you're not LYING?!''

Frisk gulped.

''As for going back... You never TRIED. You failed ONCE. That doesn't mean you'll fail again. But you just put that attempt behind you and moved on. You forgot that I'm still around, though I'm still here to make your past catch up with you.''

Flowey went back into the ground, then popped out again, closer to Frisk.

''I'm here to make your incapabilites HAUNT YOU.''

Frisk felt rooted to the spot, helpless and incapicitated as he watched Flowey surround him with white pellets.

''But don't worry. At least the one thing you managed to do...''

The pellets moved closer to Frisk. They were going to strike him any moment now...

''...was not letting your 'friends' know how much of an IDIOT you are.''

(Author's note: Hey everyone! I'm really sorry for going AWOL during most of December and having not uploaded anything, but I had the extremely bad luck of having my tablet stolen during my school term. I was really gutted and somewhat depressed over that fact, meaning that I now only have the weekends to be able to work on my fanfics. It *ahem* wrecked my... Determination, to say the least. Because of this, uploads will now be somewhat random until future notice. I'm really sorry to let you guys down, but it is what it is. I have made a New Year's Resolution to finish this fanfic though, so stay tuned and you'll see the next chapter as soon as it's ready.

Also, I just noticed: Thank you all so much for 40 Followers! Knowing that people are liking my stuff and want to see more replaces the Determination that was destroyed in me, so I'm really grateful! Thank you again so much! :D )