>>5699448A sirens call invaded the minds of the three teens.
The three stared as the stand gradually disintegrated the green cloth giving way to black plated armor.
Blue skin, yellow shark-like teeth, piercing yellow eyes filled with a sense of justice and determination. Oh dear sweet Angel. It’s the demon.
Visions of a blue blur running towards you and screaming fills your mind, your fears. That one cop that won’t stop trying to put your mother out of business, simply due to her actions being a bit “legally challenging.”
That cop now stands before you, clad in black armor, with matching greaves, breastplate, and gauntlets, she looked like a juggernaut. Despite how others saw Undyne you can’t help but be afraid of her, she’s the closest thing between either you, or your mother in a cell. Mom has had talks with you that if she is thrown in jail somehow that you’d have to know how to survive on your own, it wasn’t a fun talk.
Mom had no smile on her face, showing absolute seriousness for once. The possibility of that happening…it scares him more than anything. That the monster with a yellow smile will take his family, his life taken away simply due to a set of laws and morals. And he’d be able to do nothing about it. If he hits her he’d be put to jail, he can’t pay bail, he isn’t a lawyer. He’d be screwed and placed in some orphanage probably…out of town, away from his friends. Thistle feels his heart pound against the wooden cage of his chest.
The lady who casually lifts cars looks around wildly, seemingly confused at where she is. It seems like a roughed up version of the real Undyne, at least at first.
Thistles’s chest begins to burn like it did on the roof, causing him to kneel over once more. His fear, his anger, all of it turning into something….bad.
For better or worse the glitched shapes stopped moving, and began to dissipate.
Berdly and Catti look on, confused by what they had just witnessed, and the familiar stranger that popped into existence in front of them.
