Mettaton skimmed the rows of clothes in alphys’ closet. 

“Too sciency... too summery...”

He groaned in frustration and turned to his friend- well, as best as a square robot CAN turn.

“Alphys, are you sure these are all the clothes you have?”

“well ye-yes, I hav-haven’t really had that much time to shop since m- I’ve been too busy moving in.” Alphys replied.

“Well then! We should shop for you! I saw a human mall just down the road from my home!” Metta clapped his hands together, flipped his switch, and picked up his small scientist friend before rushing off.

~~~

Alphys hobbled about in the store behind metta, who was examining leather coats.

A gleam caught her eye, and she turned to see a light pink one just her size, with spikes on the shoulders, and a yellow initial sewn into the pocket: A. It was as if it was made for her.

This was definitely something that she could wear.

“Hey Me-Mettaton, look at this one!”

He gasped. “Perfect!”

It fit just right. And undyne adored seeing her girlfriend in the jacket !! So much that alphys ended up gifting her a matching blue one with U engraved on it for her birthday!

End 

"How about you do it alone this time and I'll supervise." She says, shoving the vegetables over to him and Papyrus squints for a moment more, before taking on his new task with gusto. She watches him quite literally attack the ingredients with a sigh, ignoring the way it splatters all over the floor and walls.

Every sound seems amplified inside her skull, bouncing around unpleasantly. Her entire body is leaning against the counter now.

Papyrus stops.

"Undyne." He says, and she hates it because it's his 'I'm trying to be patient while dealing with a stubborn fool' voice. He uses it quite often around her. "Are you sure you're alright?"

"I'm fine." She lies. Despite there being two Papyri now, both looking extremely skeptical. She blinks until he stops being double. "Perfectly spectacular."

Then the world does a weird thing where it tips sideways, giving gravity the good ol' middle finger it seems, except it's her that's tipping and the floor isn't stagnant anymore. It rushes up to meet her with a sickening thud before everything goes black.

She wakes up.

Of course it would have been too much to ask to die right then and there, except of slowly expiring of humiliation like she now will be forced to.

The world never did Undyne any favors.

The lights are too bright, her head aches like the entire Underground collapsed on top of it, so she pulls the blanket up over her face instead.

Papyrus laughs.

If she had the energy Undyne would love to throttle him, but alas. She'll have to put it on her to-do list for later.

"Please tell me you haven't called her."

Because that would be too much to bear. She might just have to faint all over again.

Papyrus pulls away the blanket gently and his face is soft, like he takes pity on her situation. Just not enough to put her out of her misery.

"Of course I did. She was very worried, you know."

Undyne bolts upright then regrets it immediately when the ache shoots down the back of her neck, making her hunch over miserably.

"Papyrus, as soon as I'm able to move again I am going to murder you."

"I know."

She sighs, lies back down because there really is nothing else to do but give in to what is obviously inevitably going to happen. At least it being the cutest girl in the underground fussing over her will make this slightly more bearable.

"Say you at least told her I blacked out while doing something incredibly cool. Like fighting a hurricane or something."

"I told her the truth." Papyrus says.

Undyne throws him a look, rolling her eyes. "Of all times."