Due to the nature of the party, Toriel decided to invite over Jandle to help cook, as a little surprise for Sans and Papyrus while they were out. Her cooking skills rivaled Toriel's, the woman effectively cutting through lettuce with a knife. It was impressive to watch. She moved so eloquently around the kitchen, much like she belonged more than Toriel did in her own house.

"Thank you for coming, it's always nice to have an extra set of hands when Frisk it out with their friends," Toriel said.

"Oh, it's no problem at all! I enjoy spending time with a lovely woman like yourself," Jandle said, "And I understand your need for an extra set of hands. I'm sure working with Papyrus is going to be fun, and rather helpful for my routines."

"You should have seen Papyrus when he returned home from your restaurant," Toriel said, chuckling at the memory. "He talked about it for several hours after we got back. The boy is a dreamer."

"He is," Jandle agreed, "I love him so dearly. And... well, that's kind of why I'm glad you invited me here. I'd like to talk to you about them, if that works?"

"Do you want more information about them?" Toriel asked, "Because I'm sure they'd be just as happy to help you."

"No... I'm afraid this topic is a little more serious." Jandle rested her knife wielding hand, but never dropped the weapon from her grasp. "Well, first, I do believe we have to discuss your involvement with homophobia in your past, which caused Sans to come to our house crying."

"Oh, yes, I do believe we need to talk about that," Toriel said.

"No, no, not in the 'I heard one thing about you and now I absolutely hate you' way! Heavens no!" Jandle giggled. "I understand you made some mistakes, everyone does, and I'm a forgiving person."

Toriel sighed with relief. "That's good. I have made mistakes, and the miscommunication on my part was what drove Sans out. I should have explained all of my errors years ago. Sans is a good friend of mine and it pains me to think of how I hurt him by my old beliefs."

"That... that is actually what I wanted to talk about. You see, when Sans showed up at my house, it made me realize... just how much I've truly lost being his Mother. Toriel, you are a wonderful person, and I adore your cooking, but I find myself jealous. Jealous of your relationship with Sans."

"What?" Toriel asked.

"I'm a Mother, and I've dreamed about being one for years." Jandle pressed a hand against her chest. "You know that feeling, don't you? I sat Gaster down and we talked about our beliefs, and how we'd love to have a little couple skeleton toddlers running around the house. We got prepared and everything. We set up a little baby room with this adorable crib for Sans, and I was so excited to spend time with my babies. Watch them grow, watch them develop, be there for them. Yet instead... I never got that. You did. You know my own son more than I do, and when he has problems, he doesn't come to me with them. He comes to you. I'm just a mere afterthought when you are the problem. Do you understand how that feels? Waiting for so long just to see my boys again, just to find they weren't waiting for me, as they have a replacement Mother to talk to. I'm just a mere visitor, in my own sons lives."

"Oh my." Toriel pressed a hand against her snout. "Jandle, I never meant for it to be like that. Sans is my dear friend, but he is shy, sometimes to Papyrus as well, so I never thought..."

"It's fine, it's not your fault," Jandle said, "I guess I simply failed at being a Mother, didn't I?" She blinked away a few stray tears before they could be shed.

"Oh, no no! Not at all!" Toriel said, turning quickly as she believed Jandle was truly upset. "You are a wonderful woman yourself, and an amazing cook. I never intended to replace you as his Mother, I may have overstepped my boundaries. I'm so sorry about that."

"I feel a little awkward asking you to do this, as I don't want to come between your friendship," Jandle said, "But would you consider sort of taking a step back from Sans. I would love to bond with my son, but I can't form the connection... well, because of you. But if you stepped back, and focused more on Frisk, it'd let me create a bond with my son. From a Mother to another, please let me bond with my child."

Toriel started slicing her tomato, nodding with a soft smile. "That's a reasonable request, you don't need to feel awkward at all. I must have let my Motherly instincts get the better of me, I do apologize for coming between you and your children. From now on I'll let them have more space to talk to you."

"That's splendid to hear! Yay, I'm so happy!" Jandle giggled, "I didn't want to make things awkward, sorry about that. I just want to spend time with my boys,"

"That's perfectly fine," Toriel said, lifting up her tray and turning to Jandle. "Why don't we go set these up?"

~~~~~~

There was something... off. Off about their parents.

Undyne didn't trust them in the slightest, watching the skeleton parents with her arms crossed. She just didn't like them, which was weird, because she couldn't pinpoint why she didn't like them. Under the darkening sky she watched, hamburgers cooking on the grill next to her, with her arms crossed and a scowl on her face.

They looked so perfect, with their stupid healthy bodies and their stupid happy smiles. The two skeletons were so eloquent, with smooth bones and smooth words. Which only made Undyne dislike them more. They seemed so stupidly perfect that there was an off feeling about them, a dark undercurrent that only Undyne seemed to pick up on. Did no one else see this?

Then again, there was nothing to see, which drove her crazy! They were just her friends parents, and to the average eye it looked like nothing was going on. But Undyne knew better. She didn't know what was up, yet the feeling persisted.

"Undyne, are you... o-okay?" Alphys asked, resting a hand onto her girlfriends shoulder.

"Uh... yeah, sorry, sorry," Undyne said, shaking away the thoughts. "What were we talking about?"

"Nothing, y-you just sat down and s-started growling."

Undyne sighed, looking up at the two again. They were talking to Asgore, no doubt having good ties with him, better than Undyne did. After all, as Papyrus had told her, they were members of the Royal Advisory. That ranked higher than Undyne by a long shot.

"Is t-this about them being members of the board?"

"No!" Undyne said.

It wasn't about them ranking higher than her, it was about how creepy they were! Which no one understood because Undyne couldn't explain it! She had no reason, no proof, nothing to why she felt this way, but she did.

"Undyne, y-you're overreacting again," Alphys said.

No, she wasn't. Undyne knew she had a tendency to overreact, but this was different. They were... creepy. Somehow.

"That's because they're tricking us! By some way!" Undyne said.

"Well, I-I think they're n-nice." Alphys said, cupping her hands gently together.

Undyne, unlike everyone else, focused on Sans. How uncomfortable he had been these past days since they showed up. Sure, he was often lazy and quite useless at almost everything he did involving his old job, but she knew his judgement was better than the presented face he gave. Sans always had that quirk about him, always able to tell when not to trust someone. If they were such 'good' people, why did Sans always look so uncomfortable near them?

Not to mention, exactly what did they do to scare him off? Sure, he was a kid at the time, but he probably wasn't stupid to entirely run away from home and take his brother without ever returning if they simply 'scared' him, as they explained.

Her chance appeared when Papyrus and Gaster had move migrated to the grill, leaving Sans alone. Now she could ask.

"I'll be back in a bit," Undyne told her girlfriend.

Sans looked rather startled when Undyne abruptly sat down next to him, one leg folded over the other and her arms crossed. She didn't bother to bring her plate, this wouldn't take long.

"I don't trust your parents." She was brief, quick, but she wanted to get this in before either of them returned. Sans and Papyrus weren't often alone anymore.

"Neither do I," Sans whispered, voice almost lost to the dark sky.

"Are they dangerous?" Undyne inquired.

Sans didn't respond. He squirted more ketchup onto his burger, a helpful distraction to the pain in his soul.

"Undyne," Sans said, "Can you promise me something?"

The fish monster became more alert after those words, straightening. Sans never made promises. When he made promises, he stuck to them, and expected others to uphold it.

"What?" She asked.

"If I suddenly disappear, or if anything happens to me or Papyrus... just, please, try to find us. If we unexpectedly move or just vanish, it wasn't willing. Promise me that you'd try to find us."

Undyne, confused, narrowed her gaze at him, but complied nevertheless. Sans was worried he and Papyrus were suddenly going to disappear? Something was wrong, definitely wrong.

"Why are you -"

Water.

Cascading down from nowhere, freezing cold, it splashed across the side of her face and torso. Ice quickly followed, whipping at her much in the same fashion of hail. None other was the culprit for the attack but Jandle, who stood next to her with a dripping, empty red solo cup. Silence fell upon the party as Undyne sat, now soaking wet, glaring from under her dripping red hair towards Sans' Mother.

"Oh my, I'm sorry! I tripped!" Jandle said.

Sans, unable or unwilling to fight with words, kept his mouth shut. He knew better to pick at them in front of people, they were so good with words and his case was so small it always ended in failure. Undyne, though, was a different case.

"What the fuck?" Undyne asked, standing up. "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm sorry, it was an accident!" Jandle said.

"You did that on purpose, there's no way you tripped on anything!" Undyne said.

"No, sweetie, I tripped on the dog," Jandle said, gesturing to the Annoying Dog laying only a few feet behind her. "I wouldn't have done that on purpose. Are you -"

She reached out a hand, only to be slapped away by Undyne. Undyne simply growled, muttering a "I'll go change myself" before she was off towards the house.

After a moment, Gaster was the first one to break the hanging silence. "Alphys, dear, did something happen today?" He tipped his own cup of water, the ice sloshing around. "Undyne seems rather off. On edge, per say."

"It does seem that she's rather upset," Toriel said, "Jandle, I'm sorry about that."

"No, it's fine, she may just be having an off day," Jandle said.

"I-I'll go check on her -"

"No, I should be the one to." Jandle set down her cup. "She seems upset at me, I should go make sure she's alright."

Papyrus, rebounding from the conversation he had earlier, playing gently with his scarf. He nervously eyed Sans, before quickly looking away. While Jandle went to go talk to Undyne, Papyrus flashed back to the words his Father had shared.

~~~~~~

"Do you love Sans?"

Papyrus had perked up, wondering why his Father had led him away from his brother for such a simple question. "Of course!" Papyrus said, "He's my brother, naturally I love him! He's family!"

"Yes, of course," Gaster said, "But I should have been more specific. Do you see him as a possible romantic partner?"

Papyrus almost choked on his drink, sputtering as she quickly wiped his chin. "W-What? No, um, well - He's my brother!"

"Ah, I'm sorry," Gaster said, "I tend to assume things. You and Sans have great chemistry, and I've noticed the way he looks at you. I may simply be overstepping."

The way he... looks towards him?

Papyrus looked over as Undyne sat next to Sans. Sans looks at him a certain way?

"Um, what way does he... well, look at me?" Papyrus asked nervously.

"Have you not noticed?" Gaster tilted his head, "It's clear he loves you dearly, and you love him. However, that just might be my preference for you both to have good partners. After all, you do take care of Sans, and he does care for you."

Papyrus glanced at his brother again. He wanted to know how Sans looked at him.

"Ah, it might just be me, though," Gaster said, leaning back. "If you don't judge, I'd like to share a little secret with you."

"What?"

Gaster leaned in, his breath tickling Papyrus' cheekbone. "Your Mother and I are siblings. Who's to say you and Sans couldn't get together?"

~~~~~~

Soft fabric jostled as Undyne slipped on the sweater, pulling the hair out of the back to let it spring free from it's clothed prison. She gently tucked in her eyepatch back into place, looking at her pile of damp clothes. It was a good thing she kept extra clothes at Papyrus' house, especially after she caught a few pairs of her own on fire.

"Knock knock," Jandle said, opening the door. "Hello! Sorry, honey, I was hoping we could talk -"

"Stop the bullshit," Undyne growled, "I don't trust you."

"I really didn't mean to spill water onto you, really," Jandle said, "Did I do something wrong? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Undyne said, "I know you're up to something. I don't know what, but I know you are. Stay away from Papyrus and Sans."

"Don't you think you're being harsh just because I tripped? Taking away their Mother like that?" She asked, "You see how happy Papyrus is -"

"Happiness doesn't matter if you're planning something."

Jandle hummed, closing her eye sockets. "Undyne, dear, aren't you being harsh? You're wishing Papyrus no happiness. Isn't he your friend?"

Undyne frowned. "I protect friends from dangerous people like you."

"But you just wished him no happiness."

"He was happy before he met you guys."

"Oh, Undyne..."

Jandle crossed her arms, shaking her head. Undyne, thinking she won, crossed her own arms.

"You are such an undeniable bitch."

Wait, what?

Just like that, the mask slipped from Jandle, a wide grin that resembled Sans' taking hold on her face. She cocked her head to the side, mocking Undyne.

"There's a saying where you can't fight with stupid," Jandle said, "And that's the funny thing about smart people. Smart people know to question their knowledge, they know to listen and absorb. It's much more difficult to talk to stupid people when they're set on something."

"Are you calling me stupid?" Undyne asked.

Jandle smirked. "I thought that was rather obvious. Then again, your brain must have been lost when you lost your eye."

The personal jab stung, a hand smacking up against her eyepatch. Jandle had just released the curtain from her show, displaying her true and upmost personality to Undyne. The sweet, nice, happy woman she had put out for view was just an act.

"Honey, I've been playing nice this time as a sense of pity," Jandle said, folding her arms over her lap. "However, you get so stuck within your own head that you don't listen to us, so I don't see why to carry on with this charade. It'd be a waste of talent on an audience like yourself."

"So you both really are up to something," Undyne said, "What are you up to?"

"Undyne, since you can't think, I'll do it for you." Jandle tapped her chin with a finger. "I have no reason to tell you anything. Both my husband rank higher on the power tier, and have spent far more time with Asgore than you. If you were to talk, he'd listen to us over some loud mouthed brat who doesn't brush her teeth. You may be Head of the Royal Guard, but that's child play in the ranks. You have no authority over us, and I'm sure we could have you demoted just like that." To add an effect, Jandle snapped her fingers. "And if you had an outburst and attacked me, you'd be in trouble, not me. You have no evidence on us, much less any brains to outwit us. You may be Papyrus' friend, but there's not a lot of ice left for you to stand on with him. After all, we're his parents, dear." Jandle cupped her hands under her chin, blinking innocently. "And family matters more than friends."

"Please," Undyne said, "When I tell Papyrus and Sans they'll both leave you in the dirt."

Jandle only giggled. "Okie dokes! Make sure to hang dry your clothes so they don't leave a damp spot on the couch, that's Papyrus' favorite spot. Bye now!"

She closed the door on her way out, giving a little wave.

Undyne quickly turned when the door clicked shut, lifting her wet clothes. Yes, she had absentmindedly set them onto the couch. And yes, they had formed a damp spot.

"Damn it!" Undyne growled, digging her fingernails into the material and only causing more water to drip and ruin the couch further.

It took a few moments before she tossed the clothes back onto the spot, quickly moving towards the door. It was already wet, she had to deal with the crazy parents outside.

She noticed Jandle lightly talking to Toriel and Gaster, no doubt talking about Undyne. As she approached, she could hear the conversation.

"... And I don't know why," Jandle said quietly, "I thought we got along before but now she's just so untrusting. She seemed very distant and -"

"Papyrus," Undyne said, stomping over. "Your parents are crazy."

"I'm sorry?" Jandle asked.

"U-Undyne?" Alphys asked.

"They're planning something," Undyne said.

"Well, planning to spend family time, yes," Gaster chuckled.

"No your not!" Undyne said, "Jandle just threatened me after I got changed."

"What? Sweetie, no! I asked if you were doing okay and offered to bring a towel," Jandle said, "I'm sorry if you took that the wrong way, I didn't mean to ruin your clothes and I'm very sorry about that."

"You did it on purpose!" Undyne said.

"Mom tripped on the Annoying Dog, you know I always trip on him as well!" Papyrus said.

"No, she's lying to you guys!" Undyne said, "They don't love you!"

The words were harsh, far worse than she intended, and hit like a bomb. Papyrus widened his eye sockets at his friend, hugging his arms together as he was practically told that he wasn't loved.

"I get that we all just met, but that doesn't mean love can't grow!" Papyrus said, "And we've been spending a lot of time lately, so um... It's okay! The Great Papyrus will keep bonding with them!"

"And we do love him." Gaster rested a hand on his shoulder. "I tolerate a lot of things, but claiming I don't love my children is crossing a line, much less insulting my wife with false claims."

"I didn't think I came off as insulting and threatening," Jandle said, looking down at her hands. "Do I come off that way?"

"No, no, of course not," Toriel assured the female skeleton, "Undyne, please, calm down."

"But -"

No one was on her side.

Undyne realized this far too late, looking around. Toriel was reassuring Jandle, and didn't believe Undyne. Sans was too scared to speak up, looking down at the floor as he ate ketchup. She just practically insulted Papyrus on accident, and...

Alphys?

Alphys stood there, nervously watching the situation unfold. Hesitant, tail hanging low. She slowly shook her head. Even she wouldn't take Undyne's side.

"Undyne, I believe it would be best if you went home and cooled off," Gaster said, "I wouldn't want to speak for the owners of this house, but I don't take lightly to people claiming my wife and I don't love our Starlight and Sundrop."

Undyne took one last look around the yard. "Yeah, fine, whatever."

~~~~~~

The car ride was rather silent. Alphys decided she'd rather listen to her anime music rather than face the conversation, openings blasting in her earbuds. However, her phone soon lost power, and she was forced to face to real world, the place she hated the most.

"What h-happened?" Alphys asked lightly.

Trees passed the car, one following the other in an endless loop of scenery. Undyne chewed on her lip, pressing on the gas to go faster.

"I swear, she did threaten me," Undyne said, gripping the wheel harshly. "She said a lot of creepy things, and even insulted my intelligence and said she'd 'think for me'."

"B-But she seems really nice," Alphys said, "Are you s-sure you didn't misinterpret w-what she told you?"

"She told me I must have lost my brain when I lost my eye. She's out to get me."

"They both l-looked really hurt when you said t-they don't care about their sons," Alphys said.

"Because they don't!"

A screech of wheels was what snapped their attention back onto the road, seeing a large truck barreling towards them. Undyne and Alphys yelled, the fish driver jerking the wheel onto the other side of the road, the left side, to avoid the truck. Why were they driving on the wrong side of the road?

She barely had enough time to process that as she had jerked the wheel too harshly, continuing from the left side into a ditch. Thankfully, Undyne hadn't been speeding, so the car didn't flip or get scratched too badly. However, it did leave too shaken females who were almost in a car collision with a large truck.

And it left one spider monster driving past the crash, texting a female skeleton that she missed with an extra hand.

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