Frisk walked towards a large tunnel that seemed to lead deeper into the underground. The ground was hazy around it, and a dry heat seemed to emanate from these caves.

"This must be the tunnel to Hotland Gerson mentioned." Frisk said to themselves. "I'm almost home."

As Frisk took a step forward, they heard a familiar clanking noise. However, rather than coming from behind them, it seemed to come from above them. With a gulp, Frisk looked up, spotting the familiar shape of Undyne staring down at them.

"Undyne." Frisk gasped.

The figure loomed over Frisk, it's glowing green eye staring down from the high mountain top. The cave ceiling glowing red from the distant hotland, the air already thick with the smell of sulfur and magma. Undyne's eye glittered, sparkling with a hatred that Frisk had not seen since Snowdin. Frisk couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Seven…" Undyne's deep voice echoed, "Seven human souls, and King Asgore will become a god…"

"Human souls?" Frisk repeated, a cold fear rising in their stomach. "What do you mean by Human souls?"

"Six" Undyne replied, their voice echoing in the cave. "That's how many we have collected thus far."

Frisk's eyes went wide. From history, Frisk knew that seven children had gone missing near Mount Ebott. It wasn't hard to figure out that they had ended up in the Underground. But if what Undyne was saying was true, then that meant that-

"They're dead..." Frisk realized. "You took their souls, and you killed them."

"Then you understand." Undyne retorted, "Through your seventh and final soul, this world will be transformed. But first, however, as it is customary for those who make it this far… I shall tell you the tale of our people. Long ago, before we sank beneath the surface we-"

The words interrupted as Undyne seemed to hiss. Frisk just barely made out the faint click of their teeth clenching, followed by their hand forming a tight fist. Throwing their arm back, Undyne formed a large harpoon, slamming the hilt of it into the ground while returning their dominating stare to Frisk.

"No!" Undyne shouted, their voice shaking the very earth around them. "Screw that! Why should I tell you the story when you are just going to die at my hand?!"

Undyne let out a roar that sent shivers down Frisk's spine. That's when Undyne's other hand grasped the harpoon, aiming it directly at Frisk.

"You! You're standing in the way of everybody's hopes and dreams! Alphys's history books blinded me into thinking you humans were cool, with your giant robots and flowery swordswomen, but you!" Undyne's eye narrowed in the shadows of the helmet. "You are just a coward. You hid behind that kid, just so you could run away from me yet again!"

A loud scream erupted from Undyne again as the harpoon left their hand and flew down to the pathway. It struck the earth, the ground cratering from the sheer force of the throw. Frisk was knocked off their feet, where they crawled back in fright.

"Undyne, please!" Frisk screamed. "I'm not your enemy! I just want to go home!"

The helmet hissed again, scoffing at Frisk's request.

"And let's not forget your wimpy, goody-two shoes shtick…" Undyne said, disdain dripping from their voice. " 'Ooooh! I'm making such a difference by- Hugging Random Strangers!' Disgusting!"

Frisk felt a small wave of anger slip through the crippling fear. Frisk had never liked bullies, and Undyne was slowly starting to sound like one.

"If you really want to help us…" Undyne snarled. "You know what would be more valuable to everyone?"

Undyne took a step towards the edge of the cave, their foot leaving and dropping as they stepped off the edge. The large, armored beast fell with blinding speed before crashing onto the ground with a thunderous boom. Dust whipped around them as they stood back up, standing in the sandy cloud like a hero from a comic book. The helmet slowly turned to Frisk, and the green glimmer returned slowly. A large hand reached forward, grasping and removing the harpoon from the ground. Undyne lifted it high above their head, spinning rapidly before aiming it at Frisk.

"If you were dead!" Undyne shouted. "That's right, human! Your continued existence is a crime and your life is all that stands between the monsters and freedom! Right now, I can feel everyone's hearts pounding together! Now human, let's end this right here, right now! I want to see you bleed in my grasp!"

Undyne released one hand from the harpoon and slowly lifted it to their helmet, gripping it hard from the top. The hand twisted, the helmet jerked to the side and Undyne slowly pulled the helmet off. The first thing Frisk noticed was the blue scales that made up the monster's skin. Fin-like ears with reddish skin flapped slightly as a piercing green, slitted eye was revealed. Undyne only had one eye, but that wasn't the most surprising thing to be revealed. Undyne had strikingly long red hair wrapped in a black hairband to make a ponytail. Her smile was made of sharp, jagged yellow teeth that seemed to knash at Frisk.

"Undyne…" Frisk spoke softly, shocked by Undyne's reveal, "Is a...ga-girl?"

Undyne stopped for a moment, blinking rapidly.

"What?! Of course I'm a girl! You stupid human! What else would I be?!" Undyne snarled, "First you prevent the dreams of all monsters coming true, then you have the gonads to insult me to my face! That is it! No Mercy! Fuhuhuhuhuhu!"

Undyne lifted the spear on again, but this time lifting it high over her shoulder.

"En Guarde, Human!"

The spear launched, striking Frisk hard in the stomach. The blow knocked Frisk back a few inches, but surprisingly, they remained on their feet. Frisk gasped, feeling their stomach for a wound. Surprisingly though, there was no wound. Instead, the large glowing harpoon in their chest simply faded, leaving no trace it was ever there.

"Huh?" Frisk whispered, "What happened?"

Then, a brief red glow began to shine from Frisk's chest. Frisk looked down as the red heart that represented their soul appeared. However, the calming red glow was soon replaced with a bright green glow.

"What the heck-"

"Fuhuhuhuhu! Foolish human, you can not escape justice!" Undyne's hand extended again, created another large harpoon made of glowing white energy. "Prepare to die, fuhuhu!"

Frisk began to look around, Undyne blocking much of their view with her huge armor set. Frisk took a deep breath, puffing out their chest with false bravado. Undyne smirked as she prepared to throw the harpoon. Frisk watched with careful eye as the harpoon was hefted over Undyne's shoulder again. The arm reeled back and Frisk's eyes widened. The arm lunged forward, and Frisk leaped forward as the harpoon glided over their head and Frisk rolled underneath Undyne's legs.

"The heck!" Undyne shouted as Frisk rolled back to their feet.

It was then that the sight of a large iron door came into view, the words "WARNING - HOT!" carved into the outside of the door. Frisk gleamed as they began to run towards the large door, Undyne spun around, their arm extended again as another harpoon formed. Frisk was getting closer to the door, the handles began to become clear. Suddenly, Frisk's legs stopped and they tripped in the hard soil in front of a line cut into the earth.

"What is this?" Frisk asked as they got back up, and looked around them.

It became all too clear what Undyne was speaking about with the greenness of their heart. Frisk couldn't leave the ring that Undyne had made. Any attempt would be met with the same trip failure they had made.

"Nice try Human…" Undyne smiled. "Don't say I didn't warn you! Fuhuhuhuhu!"

"A barrier." Frisk realized. "Like those invisible dog fences."

Realizing there was no chance of escape, Frisk stood their ground.

"I have to get Undyne to break this barrier, but how?" They wondered.

Undyne rose the spear, spinning it over their head once again before gripping the end and swinging it at Frisk. Frisk's eyes widen and quickly jumped over, the harpoon rushing underneath them and into a nearby rock formation. The rocks shattered as the harpoon struck them, and Frisk landed on both their feet. Undyne drove the harpoon through the rocks before spinning it again with one hand to her side.

"You're a quick little human. I haven't had a challenge from your kind be-" Undyne lunged at Frisk "-FORE!"

Frisk's eyes narrowed, leaping back as the harpoon drove into the ground and Undyne tripped to her knees. Frisk ran towards Undyne, stepping onto the harpoon as Undyne released the harpoon. Her hand reaching out to grab Frisk, just as Frisk leapt over Undyne and landing behind her. Undyne snarled before clenching her hand and slamming on the energy spear, causing it to shatter then reform in her hand.

"Pesky human. I demand you stay still…" Undyne said, as sweat began to run down her blue scaled skin, "So I can kill you for all the monsters!"

Frisk grinned, then they stuck their tongue out, waggling their fingers in their ears.

"Nyeh nyeh nyeh-nyeh nyeh!" Frisk taunted.

Undyne's teeth formed into a scowl, gnashing together tightly as the female fish person stood up with the new harpoon in their hand.

"Gah! Fancy footwork, human!" Undyne snarled, "But that won't stop me from my special attacks!"

Undyne's gnashing teeth shifted into a grin as her eyes began to glow brightly with blue lightning energy. Her arms extended from her and the air began to feel heavy as electricity danced around them.

"Prepare! Harpoon Fever!" Suddenly, ten harpoons appeared around Undyne. "Face the Wrath of Monsters!"

The first of the harpoons flew at great speed. Frisk rolled out of the way of one as it smashed into the ground where they stood before rolling back as another smashed. Channeled the few years of gymnastics they had taken, Frisk rolled into a handstand before getting back onto their feet. They were able to rest for about a second before being forced to jump up again as the third harpoon flew underneath them. After jumped, they went flat on their stomach, ducking just in time to avoid the fourth flying over their head. Frisk broke out into a run, skirting along the edge of the circle,as the fifth, sixth, and seventh harpoons charged towards them. Frisk then noticed the large door from before as the eighth smashed into the ground, knocking Frisk on their face.

Frisk looked up as the ninth heaved forward, and quickly got to their feet as the harpoon flew behind them. Undyne hissed again.

"Hold still human! I just wanna hit ya!"

The tenth harpoon flew true at Frisk, who then ducked as the harpoon slammed into the door. The energy shook the large iron doors, the chains blocking the handles rattled. Frisk looked at the locks and smiled.

"That might work." They thought.

Frisk positioned themselves between the door and Undyne, taunting the warrior with every childish name and face they could think of.

"Come on!" They screamed. "I've seen babies with better aim than you!"

Undyne scowled, her sharp yellow teeth bearing as she formed yet another spear in her hand. This one grew to a much larger size than the others she'd created, causing Frisk's facade of bravery to slip slightly.

"Uh-oh." Frisk whispered.

Undyne's eye took on a bluish, lightning-like aura as she looked at Frisk, bending her knees and raising the spear above her head.

"I'll end you, human!" She leapt high into the air, spinning the spear quickly over her head. "Now! Face my wrath!"

The spear came down, striking the ground hard. The earth shook violently, the spear erupting into a large explosion of light as a crater formed underneath Undyne. Frisk was thrown back by threw mighty burst of energy, striking the edge of the barrier with a painful crack before falling face first on to the hard stone ground.

"This is it human…" Undyne said as she stood her full height. "This is where you die. This is where you stop being such a nuisance and actually do something good in your life. This is where you help achieve what all monsters dream!"

Undyne's hand rose high above her head, a ball of blue energy forming into a spear of gigantic size. Her hand grasped it, the gargantuan weapon nearly twice her own size. She rested it on her shoulder as the lightning aura returned to her eye.

"This is where I win and you lose!" She taunted as she heaved the spear at Frisk, "So give up now!"

It sailed through the air as Frisk turned their head forward. Their eyes lighting up with the glow of the spear came closer to them. With what little energy they had, they rolled to the side. Undyne's eyes widened as the spear flew passed Frisk.

"No! Stop!" Undyne cried, watching the spear as it continued through the air, "Stop!"

The spear hit the door, the sound unlike anything Frisk had heard before. It was a loud eruption of noise, a combination of metal twisting and turning, as well as an almost deafening bang. Frisk looked behind them to see the entrance to the Hotland blown to shrapnel, the only remnants of the door being the warped hinges.

As both Undyne and Frisk stared at the door, Frisk felt a sudden lightness on their chest. Looking down, they gasped as the green aura that had overtaken their soul slowly pixelating away, returning the floating heart to its original bright red.

"Yes!" Frisk exclaimed.

They quickly got to their feet, as Undyne looked in pure shock at the damaged door. Frisk began running, deeper into the cave as Undyne's head lowered. Her teeth bearing again as she stood up slowly. Panic running through their mind as they ran deeper into the cave, sweat dripping down their face. Frisk looked down at their sweater, seeing the barbs and tears in it now. Their vision only illuminated by a scrolling neon sign which read "HOTLAND - WARNING HOT LAND AHEAD!". Suddenly, a voice screamed in anger behind Frisk.

"Human!" Frisk froze, looking over their shoulder. "Stop resisting right now!"

Frisk's eyes widened and they quickly returned to their dead sprint towards the end of the cave. Undyne frowned before holding out her hand.

"So be it Human." She said, her voice silently echoing. "Just know you did this to Yourself!"

A spear formed quickly and with a quick lunge, it sailed into the air. Frisk looked over their shoulder once again just as the large spear hit their back, knocking them to the ground. Shivering slightly, Frisk pushed themselves from the ground as their red heart flickered again.

"Oh no." Frisk murmured as they felt that same heaviness overtake them.

Undyne's footsteps echoed like thunder in the small cave, approaching again with another spear in her hand.

"Don't say I didn't warn you." She said, raising the spear over Frisk.

Frisk thought frantically, trying to figure out how to free themselves from the barrier. In desperation, they dove forward, grabbing at Undyne's legs. Undyne looked down, her serious expression fading to one of confusion.

"Hey, what are you-" She raised her foot up, with Frisk hugging onto it. "Get- get off! Get off! Get off of me! You are beneath me! Stop! STOP!"

Undyne shaking her leg wildly. Frisk clutching for dear life as Undyne continued swinging wildly.

"I said, Get-" Frisk's arms finally gave, sending them into the air. "Off of me!"

Undyne's leg met with Frisk's stomach, the force taking the air from Frisk's lungs as they soared through the air. They struck the barrier hard again before falling to the ground. While pain lanced through their body, Frisk realized something. When they hit the barrier, it had bent slightly. It seemed to weaken when Undyne was distracted.

Knowing that there was a way to break this barrier and escape from Undyne filled Frisk with determination. Undyne smirked, the spear still firm within her grasp. She raised the spear once more over her shoulder, and her eyes sparked.

"Now! Re-prepare for your death again human!" She said, "This is for reals this time!"

Frisk stood up, as Undyne reeled her arm back. The spear sparked with blue lightning and crackled loudly as Frisk looked around for some kind of defense. Unfortunately, all they could find were some small rocks scattered around the ground. Grabbing one, Frisk threw it at Undyne tossed the spear with immense force. The two projectiles collided and a wave of energy erupted before exploding, one that sent the two combatants flying in opposite directions. Frisk slowly stood up, their clothes covered in dirt and sweat as they looked towards Undyne.

Undyne slowly stood up as well, recovering quickly from her blow. A sly smile covering her face as she readjusted her eyepatch.

"That was entertaining, human. You got guts, I'll give you that. But you can't run from me forever! Nothing will stop me! Noth-"

The sound of cracking stone interrupted her thoughts as the ceiling collapsed, creating a large barricade of dust and stones between her and Frisk. Frisk stared at the large pile for a moment, then down at their chest, seeing the green heart fade back to red. They let out a sigh of relief as they stood up, then immediately winced in pain.

"Oww." Frisk whimpered, as they tried to loosen their body

Frisk slowly began to walk away from the rubble, their body feeling bruised and battered all over. It was then that the great stone collapse began to shift and groan. Dust burst forth from points all along the wall, large stones cracking and large portions suddenly rolling. A fist then burst through the dirt and rock, clad thick in armor before being slowly pulled away as the middle of the collapse crumbled and revealed the armored Undyne.

"Get back here." Undyne panted, her eye glowing with lightning.

Frisk gasped as the form seemed uninjured from the blow. Sweat dripping from their brow, Frisk turned and ran down the cavern. Even from where they were, Frisk could make out the end of the tunnel glowing a bright red, the sound of flowing magma echoing off the stone, along with the loud stomping of Undyne pursuing them.

"Human! Stop resisting!" Her voice of pure anger and savagery echoed, "You'll only make it harder in the end for both of us."

Frisk ignored her, continuing forward as the cave opened up. Suddenly, hot air filled Frisk's throat, causing them to gag as the taste of soot and smoky air filled their lungs. A rickety bridge stood ahead of Frisk, swaying in the hot glow of the magma below. Frisk paused for a moment, looking at the bridge with skepticism. It groaned and shook as a board broke free and fell into the magma below. Frisk clutched their sweater, stumbling back with fear when the clomping echo of the armored soldier reminded Frisk that turning around was no option.

Frisk whimpered, but stepped ahead. Their foot hit the rotten wood of the bridge as their hands gripped onto the ropes tightly. Taking every step with as much caution as they could, Frisk began to cross the bridge slowly With each step, Frisk heard a new sound and new shift in the bridge, causing them to fear the boards would go out beneath them. It wasn't until Frisk reached the other side of the bridge that they noticed how quiet everything was. Confused, and more than a bit nervous, Frisk looked over their shoulder.

There, at the mouth of the cave, stood Undyne. Her face a bright red, with her panting as she tried to tug the neckline of her chest plate away from herself. Her breath became raspy as she stared across the bridge. Her hands then gripped the ropes, her large foot stepping onto the bridge. The bridge warped down, and the wood groaned and screamed under her weight.

"Human...I-" Undyne panted violently, stepping closer and closer to Frisk. "I- will not stop- until I- have you- in my-"

Her face now a bright, violent pink and her voice hoarse and raspy. Her hand reached out, slowly approaching closer and closer before finally gently gripping the tattered collar of Frisk's sweater. Frisk flinched as Undyne's face broke into a smile.

"...Grasp."

Undyne's eyes then rolled back and she collapsed face down in front of Frisk, her grip never loosening on Frisk's sweater.

"Undyne?"

The fish woman didn't respond. In fact, aside from of thready wheezing, Undyne did absolutely nothing. Frisk was about to panic when all of a sudden, their phone rang. Frisk tried to get to it, but couldn't pinned as they were. With a bit of maneuvering, Frisk managed to wiggle free of their sweater, revealing a similarly patterned tee-shirt underneath. Now free, Frisk grabbed their phone and answered it.

"H-hello?" Frisk answered.

"HUMAN!" A familiar voice chimed from the phone. "GREETINGS AND SALUTATIONS! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, HERE TO ASK YOU A QUESTION! I BEGAN THINKING THAT YOU AND UNDYNE COULD BE GOOD FRIENDS! BOTH OF YOU ARE STRONG, AND BRAVE, AND COOL LIKE MYSELF AND-"

"Papyrus!" Frisk suddenly interrupted. "How soon can you get to Hotland?!"

"HOTLAND?" Papyrus quizzically asked, "I WAS ACTUALLY JUST FINISHING MY JOG THERE AND WAS HEADING HOME! WHY DO YOU ASK?"

"Undyne's passed out, and I don't know what to do!" Frisk cried. "Please help!"
"DON'T YOU FRET! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, HAVE JUST THE SOLUTION." The call ended with a loud click, and Frisk waited.

It took a few moments, but eventually Papyrus arrived. He was wearing a headband, with a hoodie, and shorts with large tennis shoes. A pair of headphones dangled on the sides of his skull as if floating in air.

"Papyrus!" Frisk shouted, running towards the tall skeleton. "Hurry!"

Frisk pulled her friend over to where Undyne was, her hand still gripping hard on her sweater. Papyrus held his hand to his chin and rubbed it quizzically.

"ALRIGHT HUMAN!" Papyrus said, "FOLLOW MY LEAD! WE NEED TO REMOVE THE ARMOR AND CARRY HER BACK HOME! LET US START WITH HER GAUNTLET!"

Papyrus shook Undyne's arm gently, back and forth then up and down before finally the hand released. He then slid the glove off, revealing her bright red skin causing Frisk to wince at the sight.

"Is she gonna be alright?" Frisk asked nervously.

"SHE HAS HEALED FROM FAR WORSE!" He said, his smile encouraging Frisk, "NYEH HEH!"

Papyrus grabbed the straps on her shoulders and undid them, then the straps around her waist and ankles before turning to Frisk with a nod. Frisk nodded back, and the two began peeling the armor piece by piece. Her scales seared bright red and covered in sweat.

"GRAB HER BY THE FEET, HUMAN!" Papyrus called, "WE SHALL CARRY HER HOME! SANS WILL GRAB HER ARMOR AND FOLLOW US! I JUST CALLED HIM!"

Frisk looked at Papyrus, then at Undyne.

"Papyrus, I can't lift her." They said after a moment. "Sorry.

Papyrus patted Frisk on the head, then bent down to pick Undyne up himself. As he lifted her, he looked down at Frisk.

"YOU SHOULD COME WITH ME! ONCE SHE LEARNS YOU HELPED SAVE HER, SHE'LL THINK YOU ARE SO GREAT THAT SHE WILL HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO BEFRIEND YOU! NYEH HEH HEH!"

Frisk didn't think that was possible, but found it impossible to question Papyrus' boundless enthusiasm.

"Alright." Frisk said after a moment. "I'll come."

"GREAT!" Papyrus chimed, and the two walked back through the cave.

…

Undyne slowly opened her eye, a strange coolness on their head as a cool breeze blew across her body. She her vision cleared, she realized she was laying on her couch, in her house. She saw Papyrus standing over her, fanning her with that looked like the edge of his scarf. His brother Sans was asleep on her arm chair, the remains of a blue and pink sweater draped over him like a blanket.

"Papyrus?" she asked, slowly sitting up. "What are you doing?"

"UNDYNE!" Papyrus called, dropping his scarf as he looked at Undyne, "YOU ARE ALIVE AND WELL! THANKS TO-"

That's when Frisk closed the door to Undyne's closet, alerting Undyne to their presence. The fish woman turned to them, growling in utter hatred and disdain.

"And what are you doing in MY house!?" Undyne snarled, her teeth bearing violently as she glared down Frisk.

Frisk immediately hid behind Papyrus as the tall skeleton shielded his friend.

"FRISK SAVED YOU AFTER YOU PASSED OUT IN HOTLAND!" Papyrus said boldly, Sans suddenly behind Papyrus flapping his cape. "I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, HAPPENED TO BE JOGGING AND SAW THE WHOLE THING! A TRULY AMAZING SPECTACLE-"

"Yeah," Sans added, "It was pretty not bad."

"THE HUMAN LIFTED YOU WITH BUT ONE HAND!" Papyrus chimed, "AND CARRIED YOU ALL THE WAY HERE! I LEAD THEM HERE SO WE COULD TAKE CARE OF YOU-"

Frisk gave a cough.

"Actually, I just asked Papyrus to help." Frisk admitted. "But I did put the washcloth on your head."

Undyne yanked the washcloth off her head, tossing it at Frisk. Frisk ducked and the cloth slapped against the wall. A cricket chirped loudly, as silence fell across the room.

"UNDYNE, HUMAN FRISK, IT WOULD SEEM I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, MUST GO TO THE BATHROOM! AND MY KEEN BROTHER SENSES SAY THAT SANS DOES AS WELL" Papyrus suddenly announced. "HAVE FUN!"

"Wait, I do?-" Sans spoke up, but seemingly ignored by Papyrus.

Papyrus then scooped up his brother, tucking him under his arm before running in a dead sprint towards the window. Papyrus then leaped through the still closed window, shattering the glass before and the two brothers crashed through the window before rolling out of sight. Undyne looked out the window, an eyebrow raised as the cricket continued chirping.

"I should probably-" Frisk began, before a spear hit the ground next to them.

"You're not going anywhere, punk!" Undyne snarled.

Frisk would have been scared, but by now, they were hurt, exhausted, and frankly tired of being scared.

"Undyne, I know you probably won't believe me, but I'm not that bad if you got to know me." Frisk smiled.

Undyne just snorted.

"You're right, I don't believe you!" she snarled. "Humans are evil, and I will never, ever, trust one! Now get out of my house!"

Before Frisk could reply, Papyrus stuck his head back in through the broken window.

"AWWW, THAT'S TOO BAD! I THOUGHT YOU AND UNDYNE COULD BE FRIENDS! I GUESS SHE WASN'T UP TO THE… CHALLENGE! NYEH HEH HEH HEH!"

Undyne seemed to pause at the word challenge. Papyrus then shot Frisk a wink before disappearing again.

"Not up to the challenge?!" Undyne murmured, standing with a thousand yard stare.

Frisk gingerly glanced back to the door leading outside, and to the tall, well muscled fishwoman standing before them.

"Maybe I should-"

Before Frisk could think about completing their thought, Undyne's eye began to glow with that familiar lightning energy.

"Is that what he thinks?! Well, I'll show him!" She grabbed Frisk, eliciting a yelp from them as she gave them a large, toothy grin. "We're not just going to be friends! We're going to be-"

Frisk gulped heavily, just as Undyne threw them onto the soft leathers of the couch with a loud flop. Frisk grabbed themselves in a hug as Undyne's grin widened, her yellow teeth seeming to grow sharper with her smile.

"-Besties!" Frisk blinked in confusion as Undyne rubbed her hands together, "It's the perfect revenge!"

Frisk slid off the couch, hoping to try and escape from the mad fish woman.

"Maybe I should get going with Papyrus and-"

Their escape attempt was met with Undyne's hand grabbing them by the collar.

"Nonsense!" Undyne boisterously shouted, smiling as she pivoted away from the broken window. "Why don't you take a seat and- And- I'll make you some tea!"

Undyne walked towards the kitchen table, where two well-built chairs sat tucked under the table. Undyne looked at the chair annoyed, unable to pull it out as her hands were busy carrying the human. She bared her teeth, glaring at the chair.

"Nothing that I can't fix." Undyne softly murmured.

With a blindingly fast kick, the table seemed to scrape against the linoleum away from the chair which remained in its original position.

"Perfect!" Undyne said, as she dropped Frisk in the chair.

Undyne then walked over to the fridge, bending over as she opened to fridge door. There were clear signs of dents and scratch marks all over the handle, childish doodle-drawings that almost looked like blueprints of things from various cartoons and animes covering the door.

Undyne then stood up, her arms folded around a pile of different items. Frisk looked surprised by the massive amount of stuff she was carrying. Her foot hit the fridge door hard, causing another dent as she pivoted to the counter, closing the door as she did and dropping the pile down in front of her. She rummaged through all of the stuff before apparently finding what she wanted.

"Yellow flower tea alright?" She asked, as she grabbed a box with a yellow flower on it.

"I- I guess?" Frisk replied, slightly sinking into her t-shirt like a turtle.

"Good." Undyne said, seemingly mocking joy as she turned to the stove.

There was an awkward silence as Undyne waited for the water to boil. Undyne seemed to watch the kettle intently, her sharp-nailed hand tapping hard against the counter top.

"You know… Yellow flower tea is Asgore's favorite." Undyne spoke up, shattering the silence.

Frisk gulped at the mention of the monster king. After hearing about the deaths of the other children that had fallen down here, Frisk was more than a little nervous about meeting them.

"Is-is that so?" Frisk asked, trying to keep a brave face.

"Yeah." Undyne said, turning to lean back against the counter. "You know, you kind of remind me of him."

"I- I do?" Frisk stuttered, causing Undyne to grin again.

"Uh-huh." It was then Undyne's grin became a full smile again. "You're both total weenies!"

Frisk blinked in surprise at the insult as Undyne crossed her arms. Chuckling at her own joke, she shook her head at bit as her laughter died.

"Well, sort of." She amended.

Frisk was a bit confused as Undyne seemed to recall something.

"Y'know, I was a pretty hot headed kid." she began. "Once, to prove I was tough, I tried to fight Asgore."

Frisk froze, feeling her skin go white with fear.

"You- you tried to fight- Asgore?!"

Undyne just snorted.

"If you wanna call it fighting, I guess. I couldn't land a single blow on him! And worse, the whole time we fought, he refused to fight back!"

Frisk blinked, now confused by the tale that Undyne was speaking of. The tales of the big-bad-monster-king seemed to be so different now. On one hand, he'd killed innocent kids, and on the other, he seemed to be some sort of softie.

"After totally embarrassing myself, Asgore just looked at me with this big, dumb grin." Undyne continued "He said I was a good fighter, and that I had great potential. And then, he asks me 'Do you want to know how to beat me up?' After that he trained me, and now I'm captain of the royal guard!"

The kettle began to scream loudly, causing Undyne's glassy stare to return to her hardened look. She turned swiftly on her heel and grabbed two mugs from the side. Not even bothering with a hot pad, she grabbed the kettle and filled the cups, splashing the broiling liquid all over the floor as she approached the table. She looked down at the second chair, still tucked into the table like Frisk's chair looked down again at the two mugs and growled as her leg came up, barely skimming over Frisk's head and striking the back of the chair, which screeched backwards on the tile. Frisk gulped hard as Undyne sat on the chair and slid one of the mugs to Frisk. Frisk looked down at the mug, it was filled with a black, oily colored tea that smelled of buttercups.

"So- umm- Asgore is the reason you're so- ummm- strong, right?" Frisk asked quietly as Undyne sipped her tea.

"Yep!" Undyne replied. "Now it's my job to train dorks to fight!"

"You mean like Papyrus?"

Undyne seemed to falter at that. Her ear fins dropped as her hands cupped around the tea cup. She brought it up for a long, awkward sip before placing it down with a sigh.

"Look kid. I'll be honest with you, but you have to swear never to tell a word of this to Papyrus."

Frisk gave a tentative nod as Undyne took a deep breath.

"Papyrus is strong, don't get me wrong. I've seen him fight. It's just… he's too innocent and nice! I mean, look at you! He was supposed to capture you, and instead he became your friend!"

Her long nails tapped the sides of her cup remorsefully as her eyes seemed to ooze guilt and regret.

"I could never send him into battle, much less allow him to become a member of the royal guard." she admitted, "He'd be torn apart into little smiling bits."

"Then why train him?" Frisk asked.

Undyne just snorted as her face seemed to light up again.

"I'm teaching him how to cook, not how to fight!"

Frisk blinked in confusion, their hands wrapped around the still boiling mug.

"Wait, you're the one who taught Papyrus how to cook?" Frisk said, as the mug finally touched their lips.

"Yep! I taught him everything." Frisk blinked at the deliciousness of the tea, taking another sip. "How to make the sauce, how to boil the noodles, how to make it taste real good. Yup, we're always cooking together, everyday at-"

Undyne suddenly looked above Frisk, who froze mid sip of their tea, as her eyes locked on with the clock.

"Wait a minute-"

Undyne stood up quickly, the chair falling back with a loud crash. Frisk jumped at the sound, Undyne grabbed the tea cup and quickly poured all the tea into her mouth before throwing it out the already broken window.

"Papyrus! Spaghetti! His cooking lesson!"

"What?" Frisk asked nervously. Undyne then looked at Frisk.

"Papyrus' cooking lesson was supposed to start right now! Where did Papyrus go!"

Frisk just shrugged as Undyne growled. She then got an idea as she gleamed down at Frisk, her yellow teeth grinning from fin to fin.

"Well, if he's not here to have it, then you will have to do!"

With no effort, she jumped high into the air and cleared the room while doing a number of flips before landing onto the counter, then swiftly kicking aside the various tea boxes and the tea kettle off of the surface.

"Yes!" she bellowed, standing up with her arms pumped. "Nothing has brought Papyrus and me together more than cooking, and if you take his lesson for him, we'll be even closer to being besties!"

She then leapt from the counter and onto the table, the wood groaning as Frisk leapt back in fear. Undyne then swiftly grabbed Frisk by their t-shirt and spun around before jumping over her fallen chair and onto the kitchen tile. Frisk shivered violently as she set them down onto the kitchen floor before looking up to Undyne.

"You ready, punk?" Undyne asked, grinning widely "It's spaghetti time!"

Undyne then raised up her foot and stomped hard, causing the whole house to shake violently as vegetables rained onto the countertop. Frisk looked up at the ceiling, blinking as Undyne rubbed her hands together gleefully.

"Umm, I don't think-" Frisk began.

"First, the sauce!" Undyne interrupted, completely ignoring Frisk's distress.

Undyne then threw an onion up in the air and, with a swifter than sight chop, caused the onion to become deskinned and fall apart into a large sauce pan. Frisk stared in surprise as they attempted to lift themselves higher to get a better look.

"How'd you do that?!" Frisk spoke in awe, as Undyne laughed heartily.

"I just imagine these vegetables are my worst enemy!" Undyne explained. "You give it a shot!"

Frisk squinted at the vegetables, their eyes becoming like two solid lines. Just then, they began to hear laughter and name calling. Their hands balled up in rage, Undyne nodded as her grin widened.

"That's it punk!" Undyne said and pointed at the tomato "Now, pound them into dust!"

Frisk's eyes reopened and their hand rose up, their anger and rage forced into one point as it came down onto the counter, gently rolling a tomato further away from them. There was an awkward silence.

"That's the spirit!" Undyne told them. "Now it's my turn!"

She brought both of her fists down on the vegetables, sending their splattered remains flying all across the kitchen, and the two 'cooks'. Undyne wiped tomato sauce out of her eye as Frisk pulled onion chunks from their hair.

"Heh…" Undyne said, picking larger chunks of squashed vegetables from her face. "Well, we'll just scrape that into a bowl later."

She brought her foot down again with a thunderous crash. From the aether above them, a large pot and a box of noodles crashed onto the stove with a loud bang.

"Now it's time for the noodles!" she announced. "While homemade noodles are the best, I use the store bought kind. They're the cheapest!"

She handed the box, which read "MTT BRAND NOODLES!", to Frisk. Undyne gave an expectant grin as Frisk looked at the box. Their hand quickly ripped the lid off and they threw the whole box into the pot. Undyne pumped her arms as the pasta clattered against the bottom of the empty pot.

"Now you've got it!" Undyne exclaimed, pulling the box out of the pan before dumping the remains of the water from the kettle into the pot.

"Now, the most important part of cooking pasta…" Again, as if pulling from an unknown space, Undyne drew a large wooden spoon from nowhere. "Stirring!"

She then grabbed Frisk by their shirt, pulling them into the air so their could easily reach the pot. Undyne then began stirring the pot as Frisk looked up at her.

"Come on, punk!" Undyne said, "I know you've stirred a pot before. When you do this, you got to be as Fast! And as Loud! As possible! It's super important! Now stir!"

Frisk grasped the wooden spoon and began stirring the pasta, it was easy at first. Undyne pumped her arms, getting into the moment as she continued to yell 'Faster!' over and over. Frisk's rhythm sped up with each command, but it never seemed to be good enough. Then, they felt the webbed hands of Undyne grasp their own..

"No, no, no…" Undyne seemed to sigh out of anger, "Let me show you!"

Undyne summoned up a spear and began stabbing at the pot, denting the metal and misshaping the pot into a strange, formless mass of metal. Frisk looked at the pot, wondering just how many pots Undyne went through in a day.

"Now!" Undyne said, the spear disappearing into the void. "To cook the pasta!"

Undyne grabbed Frisk once more, holding them up so they could reach the knobs on the stove.

"Let the stovetop represent your passion!" Undyne exclaimed. "Let your hopes and dreams turn into a burning fire!"

Frisk began to turn it, at first they had placed it at 350 degrees but Undyne looked disappointed.

"Hotter!" Undyne demanded

Frisk began to turn the knob until it passed where it said off, and the flame only continued to grow with each turn. Frisk's brow began to sweat as flames ran up the side of the pot, Undyne just shouting 'Hotter! Hotter!' in Frisk's ear. The flame soon engulfed the pot, the dial clicked loudly and the knob broke from the stove. The two only looked at each other, and gulped.

"Uh-oh." They spoke in unison.

Undyne instinctively hugged Frisk shielding them as the stove exploded, flames engulfing everything in sight. When Undyne finally let Frisk go, the entire house was ablaze. Frisk looked around, then up at Undyne remorsefully.

"Sorry." Frisk mumbled.

Undyne just sighed.

"It's not your fault." She muttered, wiping soot off her face. "I should have known this would never work. I can't force you to like me, or to be my friend."

"Undyne-"

"Still, this works out in the end!" she declared, glaring down at Frisk. "If we can't be friends, then I can destroy you without any remorse!"

She summoned up a spear as Frisk's soul appeared in the center of their chest. They gulped hard as Undyne pointed her spear at Frisk.

"I've been defeated, my house is in shambles, I've even failed to befriend you." She lamented. "With everything that's happened, I don't care if you are Papyrus' friend!"

She then planted her spear in the ground, pointing right at Frisk.

"Rematch. You, and me! All out on both sides, hold nothing back!"

"But I-"

"Now come at me!" Undyne screamed. "Attack me with everything you've got!"

It was obvious words would not calm Undyne down. Thinking quickly, Frisk ran towards Undyne, fist raised like they were going to attack. However, before they connected, they stopped short, just barely tapping Undyne in the stomach. Undyne looked down at Frisk, confusion etched on her face.

"That's it?" She asked. "That's the best you can do?"

Frisk just nodded.

"I don't want to fight you." Frisk explained. "I'm not some evil villain, or some destroyer of dreams. I'm just a kid who's trying to get home."

Undyne looked down at Frisk, meeting their eyes and properly seeing them for the first time. With a small chuckle, the spear in Undyne's hand faded away, along with Frisk's red heart.

"I believe you." she replied. "And truth is, I don't want to fight you either."

Undyne sighed before slowly approaching Frisk, who watched in confusion as her hand fell onto their head and began ruffling their hair.

"I'll admit, I hated you and your stupid saccharine schtick at first, but…" Undyne then smiled, her anger fading. "The way you hit me just now, it reminded me of someone special."

Undyne then landed a similar, playful punch into Frisk's arm before chuckling.

"You aren't just some wimpy loser." she said. "You're a wimpy loser with a big heart! Just like him..."

A piece of burning roof came falling down, reminding Undyne of the disaster that had occurred. As she began to look around her ruined house, she realized the fire was slowly getting bigger.

"Ummm, maybe we should get out of here." She said nervously, as a beam came crashing down onto her table.

With that, Undyne grabbed Frisk, tucking them under her arm before placing her free hand over her mouth. Again, her scales began to turn red as she glanced through the smoke.

"There!" Frisk said, pointing into the smoke. "The window Papyrus broke!"

Undyne began running for it, closing her eyes as she leaped out the window and landed flat onto the hard stone floor. She then placed Frisk down next to her as the two turned around slowly. The house was engulfed in flames, it original fishy exterior now looking like some sort of fiery fish monster. Undyne sighed before sitting down on the hard, stone floor. A silence followed as they just watched the house burn, one that felt like hours before Undyne spoke up.

"Listen, punk. It seems you and Asgore are fated to fight. But knowing him…" Undyne's eyes glassed over, "He probably doesn't want to. Talk to him. I'm sure you can persuade him to let you go home."

"But, what about the barrier, and that soul thing you mentioned?" Frisk asked. "Doesn't he need my soul to free you guys?"

"Eh, don't worry. Eventually some mean human will show up and I'll take their soul instead!" Undyne turned to Frisk, ruffling their hair again. "That makes sense, right?"

"Right." Frisk nodded.

Undyne then grabbed Frisk, making them face her as she turned deadly serious.

"Oh, and if you do hurt Asgore, I'll take the human souls, cross the barrier, and beat the hell out of you!"

Frisk gulped, but nodded.

"I don't think I could hurt Asgore if I tried, but I'll remember that."

"Good!" Undyne said, releasing Frisk and turning back to her house. "Well, looks like I'll need a place to stay. I wonder if Papyrus will let me sleep on his couch."

"Maybe? Why don't you give him a call?" Frisk asked,

"In a minute." Undyne replied, leaning against Frisk. "Let's just sit here for a bit."

Frisk settled onto the ground, leaning against Undyne for support. The fish woman didn't seem to mind, so Frisk got comfortable before slowly falling asleep. Undyne looked down at them with a shake of her head.

"Just like him..." She sighed, "Silly punk."