#goddessofundertale

“Well,” Toriel said, staring out the van window at the downpour.“This is unfortunate.”

“You could say it's a wash.” Sans watched his brother, Undyne,and Frisk as they ignored the heavy rain and played on the emptybeach. They were industriously building a mud castle, which was justlike a sand castle, but goopier and in need of constant maintenanceas it tried to melt back into a glob of wet sand.

Far away in the back seat, Mettaton heaved a sigh through his coolingvents. “I can't believe I cleared off a whole day and risked sandand salt water in my mechanisms for this.”

“...Sorry...”

“Blooky, darling, you don't control the weather. Still, perhapsit's a blessing in disguise-- to think I could have been seen ridingin a rental passenger van, of all things!”

“Well,” Sans said, peeking around the back of his seat, “sincenobody else has bothered to get their driver's license, I don't knowhow else we were supposed to get everyone out here.”

Napstablook sighed. “I didn't really need a seat...”

Mettaton cut them off. “You deserve a seat just as much as anyoneelse!”

“I...I just hover over it...”

Despite this, Asgore remained scrunched up as much as possible on hisportion of the back seat to give the ghost room. To keep his hornsfrom piercing the headliner, he kept his head low, staring moroselyat his knees. He'd said nothing since Papyrus had stopped to pick upFrisk and Toriel, and for all his bulk his presence had been largelyforgotten.

“Oh, d-dear,” Alphys said, looking up from her phone in time tosee the final moments of the mud castle.

Undyne, fed up with shoring up the sloppy walls, apparently haddecided that a good hip drop would compress the sand into somethingmore manageable. The other two were too late to stop her, and inseconds all three were covered in muck from head to toe.

Toriel shook her head. “I don't think we'll be getting the cleaningdeposit back on this.”

Curious as to what was going on outside, Asgore risked lifting hishead. There was a thunk, and a rip of tearing fabric.

“Oh, golly! Whoops!”

Toriel carefully said nothing.