#undyxe

Once again they were in this visual vat, ⓢⓞⓜⓔⓣⓗⓘⓝⓖ , searching for a human. 

This time it was of their choice, however, Retra felt that thread that was connected to them and felt content. Whereas with Knight Knight their fatigue ripped them away, this time Retra’s determination pulled them through.

They felt as if countless monitors passed before their ‘eyes’, all containing either a corrupted nightmare, monsters, or nothing; none of the above were humans, however, so they had to continue on.

So much time had passed, the noises that previously trickled and blared from the monitors now hovered in silence, giving the realm the eeriness of a graveyard.

But something did break through the silence. Something that could wake up the dead and bring Retraton out of the metaphorical resting place, the snore of a child. A human teenager, to be specific, their lulled state had caused this noise to emerge, the volume so loud it seemed to shake the very realm the disembodied robot was in. 

They looked up to see the faint outlines of a gargantuan monitor closing in from the pitch-black sky. As it came into view from the odd fog, it displayed a large image of the meek, sleeping child, face planted on the keyboard. With their nose on the ‘down’ key, it seemed that pressed buttom was forcing the impossibly large screen to the ground.

The being didn’t have time to question it, for they saw their face and felt Undyne was talking about this kid. The being rushed into the monitor, their essence being absorbed and displayed on the player’s screen with the innocent ‘ԅ[ •́ ﹏├┬┴┬┴’ emote replacing whatever the player had on previously.

*A slightly scary thing.

*The Sentinel is filled with fear.

*It’s not sure what this thing is, but it’s safe to assume it’s a monster. It’s scared anyway, and shrinks back into the shadows as best it can, only two glowing optics showing.

[ The child was a little bit nosy, checking everything in the household of the soldier’s. She even climbed on top of the counter to see if there was anything on the fridge ]

It was a bit of a risk to open a new stand in Waterfall, but it was one that she had taken with abandon, as she made most of her decisions. After the table was set up by the vendor webs (as she had deemed it necessary- her presence could only serve to spread the word of their stand more rapidly.)

In fact, one might say that the branch of her business appeared there overnight- and they would be completely correct.

A ghost had passed the stand earlier, but they hadn’t bought anything, claiming that it would just make things “awkward”.