Hey

Don't play the Genocide route if you're deeply attached to the characters

It hurts

But anyways, I tried and somehow managed to not kill everyone the first time. I did kill Papy though, and Undyne's guilt tripping commentary about that was...depressing. As if we needed more proof that he was her bean. So now... I wrote this really short thing.

I find inspiration in terrible places lel

Oh, and I'm going to have another quick writing prompt out soon(ish) so look put for that

Undyne stood, waiting at the usual spot, for Papyrus's arrival.

He'd called earlier about a human, and she was anxious to see how Papyrus fared against them.

He'd told her that the human didn't like puzzles (which, to be honest, Undyne didn't really blame them for), and that they had killed everyone in the area.

She sighed. Why was she so anxious?!? Papyrus could handle himself! He was trained by her, with her expertise!

...

Undyne checked the clock on her phone.

Her heart dropped.

It was five minutes past the hour.

Papyrus...

Papyrus was late.

He was never late.

Not once, in all her years knowing him, did he ever arrive late. For anything.

Not even his brother's pun-off with Snowdrake's father.

Maybe...Maybe he was just delayed fighting the human.

He was fine!

...right?

Movement in the grass behind her made her spin around and summon her spear, her good eye raking over the spot.

And a cold, emotionless gaze met hers.

That was not the face of a monster.

That was the face of a human.

Undyne sucked in a breath.

N-no...Papyrus...

Slowly, she backed away into the shadows. She wouldn't back down, but she had to find out the truth.

The human walked out of the grass, completely unconcerned. But Undyne didn't bother with them.

She ran to Snowdin, praying to Asgore that her goob of a friend was alright.

But...

The pile of dust told her otherwise.