Those Days Continue: Happy Mornings and Nights Spent with Everyone
After the barrier broke, the monsters of the underground chose not to rush to the surface. They kept their daily lives, their snow towns and lava rivers, their laughter echoing through the caves. Frisk lives with Toriel, going back and forth between Snowfull, Waterfall, and Hotland. The great war is over. Peace has settled in like an old friend.
One morning, Toriel wakes Frisk with a gentle voice. After a breakfast of warm pie, Frisk heads outside. A game of catch with Undyne turns into a wild
Those Days Continue: Happy Mornings and Nights Spent with Everyone - Hot Spring Egg Revenge Festival
It was a morning where faint steam still lingered.
By the large hot spring at the foot of the lava iron bridge, several eggshells lay scattered from the day before. Papyrus picked one up and stared at it.
(Yesterday was rough...)
The moment Undyne grabbed the egg, her hand crushed it with a squish. His own face covered in yolk. The laughter of the monsters around him. Just remembering it made his face feel hot.
"That was a failure. But I won't give up!"
Papyrus gripped the shell and stood up with determination. His scarf fluttered in the morning wind.
"Frisk! Help me!"
When Frisk turned at the call, she waved her hand lightly.
"Help with what?"
"It's decided—a rematch for hot spring egg spaghetti! This time, I'll make the perfect dish!"
"Okay, sure. I'll help."
Frisk smiled and nodded. Papyrus's voice was always loud and full of energy, and just hearing it made her feel like trying her best too.
"We'll definitely succeed!"
With that, Papyrus began carrying a large pot to the edge of the hot spring.
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As he put the noodles in the pot to boil, heavy footsteps approached.
"Papyrus! Today it's MY turn for a rematch!"
Raising her blue-scaled arm high, Undyne declared. She didn't seem bothered by yesterday's failure at all—her eyes burned brightly.
"Undyne... can you hold back?"
Worry seeped into Papyrus's voice. He remembered how both eggs had shattered to pieces yesterday.
"Of course! There's no way my muscles can't crack a single egg!"
Undyne rolled up her sleeves and showed off her biceps. Frisk couldn't help but laugh at her confident face.
"You said that yesterday too."
"Ugh... th-that was yesterday!"
Undyne picked up an egg. That was the moment.
"Stop, right there!"
With a sharp voice, a pink light flashed brilliantly. Turning around, Mettaton stood there, his slender body gleaming, with a cameraman in tow.
"Mettaton, why so suddenly..."
"It's the filming of my new show, 'Hot Spring 3-Minute Cooking,' starting today! I, Mettaton, shall teach you the proper way to crack an egg!"
Mettaton spun around and struck a pose. The camera light reflected dazzlingly.
"Th-there's a way to crack it?"
"Of course there is. Listen—eggs should be tapped gently against a flat surface. It's not about strength, it's about technique."
Mettaton said this and lightly tapped the egg against the edge of the pot. A small tap sound. The shell cracked cleanly, and the contents slid out smoothly.
"Whoa...!"
Undyne's eyes sparkled.
"There's another secret to hot spring eggs. The water temperature and time. Slow-cook them in lukewarm water for twenty minutes. That alone makes the yolk go all soft and runny."
"Twenty minutes... Got it. I'll try."
With a serious face, Undyne imitated Mettaton's movements. The hand holding the egg trembled just a little.
Tap.
This time, the shell cracked cleanly. The contents dropped in, settling into the pot in a round shape.
"...I did it."
"Wonderful! As expected of my student!"
Mettaton spread his arms wide, and the camera light shone even brighter. Frisk clapped her hands without thinking.
"That's amazing, Undyne!"
"H-hmph. Of course."
Undyne rubbed her nose, looking embarrassed.
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Twenty minutes later, from the steaming pot, round and glossy hot spring eggs appeared. With trembling hands, Papyrus placed one on top of the boiled noodles.
"It's done...! Hot spring egg spaghetti—finally complete!"
On the plate sat steaming noodles and an egg with a soft, glowing yolk. It was a splendid dish, completely different from yesterday.
"You did it, Papyrus!"
"It's thanks to me!"
"And thanks to my instruction as well!"
The three looked at each other, and their hands naturally went up.
"""Hooray!"""
The moment they threw their hands up, the plate wobbled slightly.
Boing.
The egg flew off the plate. It traced a parabola through the air, and then—
Splat.
It landed right in the middle of Papyrus's face.
"Wh-whaaat!"
The yolk dripped down his cheek. The area fell silent for a moment, and then laughter burst out.
"The face again?!"
"Getting egged two days in a row—that's a record."
Papyrus stayed frozen for a while, his face covered in yolk. Then he grinned.
"...Indeed, this IS a record!"
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Around that time, a short distance away, a clanking sound echoed.
It was Sans, assembling drain pipes. Next to the water slide he'd built yesterday, he was stacking up another level of a new slide.
"Alright, looking good."
What Sans was using were familiar square wooden boards. They were Papyrus's puzzle materials—the ones that should have been in the puzzle zone.
It was Frisk who noticed.
"Hey, aren't those boards Papyrus's puzzle materials?"
"Huh?"
Wiping the yolk off with a towel, Papyrus looked toward the slide. His eyes went wide.
"Sans... those are my puzzle materials!"
"Hm? Oh, my bad. They were just the right shape."
Sans continued assembling the boards without a hint of guilt. Frisk felt a little worried that Papyrus might get angry.
But Papyrus's expression changed into something different from anger.
"...Wait. Isn't this a part with the angle I designed?"
Papyrus walked closer and stared intently at the curve of the slide.
"Yeah, yeah. Your puzzles have these really smooth angles, right? They were perfect for a slide."
"...I see! To think my puzzle techniques would be useful in a place like this!"
Papyrus's face lit up with pride, more and more.
"Sans, I'll help too! I can make the angle even better!"
"Oh, thanks. This could get even more fun than the second level."
The brothers stood side by side and began assembling the rest of the slide together.
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By the time noon had passed, the area around the hot spring had become completely festive.
Eggshells decorated the slide's handrails and lined the edge of the hot spring, adding a bit of color. Dog children slid down the second level of the slide with cheers, and beyond the steam, Mettaton was still posing for the camera.
"Oh my, how lively."
Hearing a soft voice, Frisk turned to see Toriel walking over, lifting the hem of her purple robe.
"Toriel! Look, Papyrus made spaghetti!"
"Oh my, I simply must try it."
Toriel took the plate and slowly brought a steaming bite to her mouth.
A moment of silence. Papyrus and Undyne watched with tense faces.
"...It's a bit misshapen, but it's very delicious."
Toriel narrowed her eyes and said so.
"Y-yay!"
"H-hmph, of course."
The two of them laughed bashfully at each other.
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At night, back at the house in the Ruins, Frisk talked about everything that had happened today, one thing after another.
"And then, the egg flew right into Papyrus's face!"
"Oh dear, that must have been quite a mess."
Toriel chuckled softly and gently stroked Frisk's hair.
"It was also funny how Sans just used the puzzle boards to build a slide without asking."
"Perhaps next time, there will be a third level."
"Yeah, I'm sure there will be."
As Frisk snuggled into the futon, she thought back over the day. Papyrus covered in egg, Sans looking proud, Undyne laughing bashfully, and everyone's smiles.
(I hope days like this go on forever.)
Thinking that, she closed her eyes. In the distance, she felt like the ground made a faint, heavy thud.
It was a quiet moment, as if the lively voices from just before had been a lie.
Frisk opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling.
(...Did it shake again?)
She strained her ears, but heard nothing more. Outside the window was the same quiet night as always.
Frisk let out a small breath and closed her eyes again. Wrapped in the warm futon, remembering today's laughter, Frisk drifted off to sleep.
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