*Hey, this is just a quick author's note. This chapter has been revised! I also want to thank everyone for all the follows and favorites. This is my first real story on . Honest criticism is always appreciated! Thanks again!

Undyne laid in her makeshift bed as she tried to drift asleep. She couldn't recall what happened the last time everyone last got together – ever since she got her new job at a high-end gym, she struggled to keep up with things in her personal life. But the night of the storm reminded her of life back in the underground, when things were complicated but simpler all at the same time.

It started with an awkward sitting at the dinner table, everyone focusing on their plates. She was curious as to what happened. What the hell happened to make Toriel change her mind? Did Asgore argue with her until she complied with letting him stay? Were they silently fighting across the table with pointed looks?

No, they hadn't been. The few glances they shared were not at all malevolent to each other. Any childish fighting had been put aside for tonight. There was a truce between them, and Undyne was going to take advantage of it. When they were all done eating, she cleared her plate and helped Toriel with whatever dishes needed to be rinsed. Then she would really get the fun going.

"Alphys! Frisk! Head-on sprint to the guestroom!" Undyne yelled as she broke into a run, "DON'T BE THE LAST ONE!"

The house shook with every bounding step Undyne took towards the guestroom as she laughed all the way there.

"Race!" Frisk cried out as they yanked on Alphys' sleeve.

"Oh, alright," Alphys gave in and they both ran to follow after her.

Undyne crashed onto the queen-size mattress of the bed and Frisk jumped onto it to tackle her.

"You lose!" Undyne shouted to the giggling child, "Alphys, what do we do to losers?"

"Um… We…" Alphys began.

"…let you try again, of course." Undyne finished.

"Really?" Frisk asked.

"NO! You and Alphys are both getting dunked today!" Undyne shouted.

"Stop it, Undyne!" Alphys protested, although she was laughing herself.

Undyne scooped Frisk up with one arm and began to make after Alphys as Asgore appeared in the doorway.

"Who's getting dunked?" Asgore asked.

"Losers!" Frisk answered, messy hair in their face.

"I think if any more 'losers' get dunked onto that bed, it will break." Asgore laughed.

"That's okay. Me and Alphys were hoping to break it, anyway." Undyne smiled cheekily. Asgore's eyes widened at her.

"Me too!" Frisk joined in.

Asgore put his face in his hand. She broke into a fit of loud laughter again, and shifted the child from under her arm to atop her shoulders. Alphys, however, began to blush profusely.

"I would hope you wouldn't, Undyne." Asgore said with a concerned look at Frisk, "I was going to suggest a movie for us to watch."

"S-sounds great!" Alphys said, nervously laughing, "Let's, uh, go do that!"

Everyone was crammed on the couch in blankets. The movie was alright; they rented it for free but everyone talked through it. Frisk taught Asgore hand-clapping games they learned in school, and Undyne teased him about how he needed to get back to the gym. Alphys downloaded some games for them all to play on her phone, like truth or dare and some multiplayer games they could pass around.

Toriel came out again. She looked a little tired, but it was noticeable how she was happy to see them having fun.

"Everyone having a good time?" She smiled.

"Yep!" Alphys smiled back at her.

"I decided to make a treat for everyone before its time for everyone to go to bed." Toriel said. She went back inside the doorway to pull out a freshly baked pie on top of a stack of plates.

"Butterscotch pie?" Asgore asked. His eyes marveled at it – it was just like how she used to make it from before.

"It's been awhile since I made it last. Not for Frisk, at least." She laughed a little, "If everyone's still full, I can pack it up for another time."

Everyone agreed to have some pie and happily dug in. It was terrific, and for Asgore, it was absolutely amazing and baffling at the same time. For years he tried to make a recipe to recreate it but never succeeded. What had he been putting in the pies that never lived up to this?

"This is so good," Undyne said.

"Its way better than what I make at home," Alphys laughed.

Before anybody could say anything else, they heard a loud crack of wood from the outdoors.

Boom!

A thud resounded from outside of the house and the room went dark, save for the bright fire in its hearth and the flames holding onto the wicks of the candles.

"Oh my," Toriel said, "I was afraid the power would go out."

"I think a tree fell." Asgore peered out the window, but could see nothing through the darkness and the rain.

"I have more candles for the guestroom and the flashlights have new batteries." Toriel said.

"Mom, what do we do now?" Frisk asked.

"We tell… ghost stories," Undyne leaned in close to both Alphys and Frisk with an intense voice.

"No ghost stories, Undyne," Asgore said. "Perhaps it's time to go to bed."

"You don't have any more party left in you?" Undyne raised an eyebrow at him.

"Not after training today with you and Alphys." He stood up, "Toriel and I will deal with the outage. I'll check on you guys before I go to bed."

They wished him a good night and went off to their room, but Frisk stayed behind for a moment. They looked up at Asgore and gave him an abrupt hug.

"Thank you for staying." Frisk said.

A small part of his heart swelled. He didn't know what to say to the small child and patted their hair gently before they parted from him. Frisk walked off to bed and he looked over at Toriel.

"I couldn't have said it any better myself." She smiled at him.

He collected the plates and pie off to the kitchen and Toriel folded the blankets neatly. After a call to the electric company, all seemed like it was well and over. The night ended on a good note, compared to how it started.

Before they could both call it a night, Toriel and Asgore quietly made their way to the guest room and saw that Alphys and Undyne were still not asleep. They were sitting on the bed, speaking quietly amid the candlelight.

"Girls?" Toriel asked, "Is everything alright?"

"Everything's just fine, guys." Undyne smiled widely.

"I'm trusting you to be on your best behavior, Undyne." Asgore sighed.

"I'm not gonna do anything, honestly." She then turned to Alphys with a sly look, "I just ate anyway."

"U-Undyne!" Alphys exclaimed.

"I was joking!" She giggled.

… Shortly afterwards, Toriel made a bed of many pillows and a few spare quilts in the bathtub. Undyne hopped in and tucked her self under the warm duvet.

"I wasn't going to do anything, you big weenie." Undyne jokingly insulted Asgore.

"You know how those jokes concern me." He said, "Good night, Undyne."

"Good night, fluffybuns." Undyne said, "Good night, Toriel. And good night, beautiful." She blew a kiss to Alphys.

Alphys looked at her with a nervous and disapproving glare in her eyes, but as soon as Toriel and Asgore were out of sight, she leaned over to give her a long kiss.

"Good night." Alphys whispered. She blew out the candles before she left.

And now, Undyne stared up at the dark ceiling. She silently wished for a lot of things as she tried to make herself comfortable - maybe to be next to Alphys instead of in a tub, that the night wouldn't end, that she wouldn't have to go to her ridiculous job tomorrow, that Papyrus were there with her.

She flinched at that. It was better not to think of Papyrus, or missing anybody. She never wanted to regret living a life on the surface after all she fought for, but she hated it at the moment. Why did it have to break everyone apart like this? Why couldn't nights like this feel like a reality and not a dream? Lately, all it ever felt like she was doing was trying to figure out how human life worked. All she ever did was feel stressed out of her mind and like she should have been more grateful.

She sighed. I'll just have to call Papyrus tomorrow, she thought. All these annoying, depressing thoughts only made her want Alphys' company even more. Undyne silently told herself to suck it up. One night wouldn't kill her.

But once she heard Asgore and Toriel go back downstairs, she quietly stepped out of the bathtub. One night disobeying Asgore wouldn't kill her, either. She gently opened the door only to meet a dark hallway. Why did Toriel's house creep her out so much at night? Undyne attempted to make her way to the guestroom without making any creaking footsteps. It was a little difficult to walk with only one able eye through a dark house. She felt her way around the corners until she heard a door creak.

"Goddamn it." She whispered to herself.

"Undyne?" Alphys groaned.

"Shh!" She silenced her and shut the door behind her.

"Go back to the bathtub." Alphys whispered, "We don't need anymore trouble and Asgore will get angry."

"Asgore never gets angry. You know that." Undyne said. She crawled under the covers. "Geez, Alphys, you're freezing."

"Then Toriel will be very angry." Alphys said.

"Could you make an exception?" Undyne pulled her close.

"Sure. I know you're scared of the dark anyway." She giggled.

"I am not." She argued.

"Okay, Undyne. Sleep now." Alphys yawned. Undyne kissed her on the forehead and held her tighter.

What Undyne was scared of wasn't the dark - but it was damn near close to it.