Chapter Eighteen: A Dark Soul

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KNOCK! KNOCK!

"*GAROOROOROOROOROOROO!*"

Flowey awoke to the sound of his puppy slave barking loudly at someone at the door.

"HEY! IS ANYONE IN THERE?"

"GRRR! PISS OFF! IT'S," Flowey checked the alarm clock next to him. "FOUR IN THE AFTERNOON!"

CRACAK! CAK!

GRUM!

Undyne burst through the doorway stumbling as the door cracked and gave way, falling to the floor. "Wow, these doors are tough! I guess they gotta be to keep the psychos inside huh?"

"You've ten seconds to give me a reason not to break you like you did my door."

"Oh hey! You're that flower everyone hates!" exclaimed Undyne pointing at Flowey, happy to see someone familiar.

"Your time's just been cut in half," said Flowey narrowing his eyes.

He was not a morning person.

"I'm looking for Papyrus and Sans, have you seen them?"

"Four."

"Four what?"

"Three."

"How did you get in here by yourself? Did you squeeze under the door or something?"

"Tw-what?" Flowey turned his head to see that he was, in fact, alone.

"Where'd my slave go?!"

"What?"

"My slave! He's gone!"

Undyne looked at Flowey feeling more than a little uncomfortable. "Umm...oh, I think they usually leave in the morning don't..they?"

"..."

"*GAROOROOROOROOROOROO!*" The puppy continued to bark at Undyne, angry that an intruder had invaded "their" territory. It managed to catch Undyne's attention and she curiously opened the door.

It immediately set upon her snarling.

"AAAHHHHH! GET OFF MEEE!"

"*GRAAARRROOROOROO!*"

Huh, I guess it likes bones and flesh...does Fish Breath have flesh or is she just scales?

"UGGGH!" Undyne cried out in pain as she yanked her arm out of the pup's mouth, she immediately punched it in the face afterwards, her arm bleeding profusely. Flowey frowned seeing an abnormally large chunk of flesh was missing from her arm. He didn't remember the pup being able to clamp down completely on a hand or bone...they always crushed it in their jaws, unable to get their mouth completely around it.

How did it make THAT big a wound?

Is...was that dog always that big?

The pup Undyne had punched into the wall was back on its feet as if she had merely smacked it with a rolled up newspaper. It picked up the flesh it had ripped off and promptly swallowed it, licking it's skinned nose and the floor of blood before turning on her again.

"*GAAARRROOROOROOROOROO!*"

"COME GET SOME!" yelled Undyne summoning a spear.

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