Hal Henderics

Law draws his Peacemaker nervously, looking around from atop Mirri's shoulder. "I've got a bad feeling about this." He recognizes the brown rod for what it is. "Oh, that's just a precursor nail. I set the ship up to nail down our stuff so nobody can steal it." He hops down and attempts to undo the nail.

-Waterfall "I'm trying to get rid of my old junk, not get more of it!" He hums thoughtfully. "That said, if you're looking to sell stuff, you should try the Temmie Village. They'll buy anything." "As for where it is... I've got no clue! Wa Ha Ha!" Gerson laughs. Frisk raises a hand. "I know where it is. It's nearby." After a moment, though, they shrug. "I have plenty of Gold. I'll trade you." They say, holding out their hands for the spooky crystals.

"Well, What are you lookin for?" Gerson says as he digs out the junk he's come across and whipped up.

-Hotland "I mean, he didn't HAVE to..." "Catty's just hungry all the time." "It isn't my fault that those burgers are so tasty!" "Yeah, they're so good!" After a moment, the pair share a look and shrug. "Better than eating out of the garbage." "Junk Food isn't exactly fine dining."

With impetus from Ignia given, the dog squadron escort the group through Waterfall. Across rivers and lakes, over bridges made of lilypads and under a cavern of stars, the gang stops only long enough for Jun to retrieve his book from Gerson, entering a strange shop with the others, manned by an ancient looking turtle-man with an archeologist's outfit. He has two books held under his arms. "I see you brought some friends. I went ahead and whipped up a handy little primer for you. This should help you out." he says. Jun receives the Tome of Necrodancy, as well as Gerson's Primer As he hands it over, he grabs Jun's hand with his own and gives them a look. "I wasn't able to talk ASGORE out of doing this. Maybe with what's in that little book, you might actually stand a chance at it. I don't think this war needs to go on any longer, kid." "Go lay down the law, alright?" Gerson looks at the others. "Well, any of you want to buy some junk?! Wah Ha Ha!" Toriel looks at Gerson with recognition.

Toriel frowns. "Surely it can not be so simple," she says, "Let us move. If he is having humans brought to him, I fear our time may be waning," she says, walking over to where the Dog Squadron is gathered at the exit to Snowdin. As the group exits Snowdin, the snow and wind begin to pick up, tossing up an obscuring mist. A familiar silhouette can be seen blocking the path. ... The skeleton points towards Rachel. Frisk gasps at this, and those who glance back at them would notice them pumping their fists while chanting the word "Flirt" under their breath. Papyrus struggles to find the correct words. While Toriel rolls her eyes with a sneer, the Dog Squadron seems mostly in agreement, nodding their heads at this. The snowstorm clears, and Papyrus chortles as he runs towards the party and leaps completely over them several meters in the air on his way back to his house. Asriel smiles at this, but it's an uncomfortable expression. "Well, that was something. He always was my favorite." The dogs merely shrug at this, and offer to continue escorting the group to New Home.

"Uhh, when we got here? I'll be honest, after I ran in after that tentacle-armed jerk, things got a bit strange..." Scout admits, shrugging.

-Snowdin Toriel frowns. "But that makes no sense at all. If-" she starts She swallows. "Why would he just let you go?" she demands, approaching Jun. Frisk calmly hangs back with Chara and Asriel. -Hotland Catty laughs uproariously. After a moment, the pair elaborate. The pair giggle wildly.

"Thank god that worked. I really did not want to go to Gay Baby Jail." Scout says, sighing with relief that they managed to kill themselves.

Jun arrives in Snowdin, discovering the very group they were looking for, along with several other people, including what appears to be several monsters that look like Asgore hanging around as well.

-Waterfall (20, 15) In the trash can, Jun discovers Soda Cans covered with claw marks, tea cans covered with spear puncture marks, ramen wrappers, and a pile of aborted crumped up love letters addressed to none other than Dr. Alphys. Jun obtains a permenant +1 Bonus to diplomacy against Undyne!

-Waterfall (4, 1) The dummy shrugs. "Your funeral." -Hotland They giggle obnoxiously. Catty thinks for a moment.

The library is surprisingly small, with only six shelves in the entire room. A table in the middle of the room contains 3 monsters, one who is simply a ball with a single eye and sharp teeth, what appears to be a humanoid horse with long blond hair, and a cat woman with a cigarrette in her mouth. A bird-like receptionist stands at a counter idly by. A quick glance at several books from each shelf reveals a few tidbits here and there, initially.

Gozer picks up the stone, leaving the masks to Cell.

(12, 9) As Ignia approaches the star, he feels a strange power. His aches and pains fade away in the light of the star, but nothing else happens. He feels as though he could access his Keyblade Glider here, though leaving the world would be impossible while the barrier is up. The golden star simply continues to glow, light spilling out from it in four sharp points.

-Snowdin Town As the gang leave the bar, they have the same choices they had before. -Hotland They both giggle.

-Waterfall "No, but... Well, this isn't the first time this has happened. Undyne does a lot of teaching on the side. She did piano lessons with Shyren's sister, Cooking lessons with this one goofy skeleton, and history stuff with the Royal Scientist." "Don't ask me how any of those can lead to burning her house down in the wettest part of the underground, but that's just life," the Dummy says disdainfully.

-Waterfall As Jun checks the building, the seemingly inanimate dummy coughs. "I wouldn't worry about it. Undyne just blew up her house making spaghetti with the Royal Scientist. Apparently they had a big argument over whether or not anime is real and made up afterwards?" The dummy shrugs. "Captain Undyne is crazy, Crazy, CRAZY!"

-Waterfall Jun notes that the house is currently on fire, and has been for at least an hour. There is nothing in the house that would stop them entering, aside from that. -Hotland As Lucine chases down her wayward stick, they encounter two monsters standing in front of a dumpster, an Alley Cat, and an Alley Gator. The monsters look at each other awkwardly. They say at the same time over each other.

-Hotland Lucine and Prodditor leave the building, and spot a note on the ground. "(Hey! Go down the creepy alleyway on the right for some great deals!)" It seems those may be the "Two Chicks" Burgerpants was talking about. -Waterfall Jun finds a large, fish-shaped house. In front of the house, there is an old training dummy.

-Waterfall "Wa ha ha!" he laughs. "Trust me, kid, I've lived a real long time. I didn't do it by doing kooky stuff like that." He smiles. "Good luck with Asgore, kid."

-Waterfall Gerson looks at the ominous book, flipping through it page by page with a discerning eye. The book pulsates with dark Energy, but Gerson simply chuckles, cracking his neck and polishing his magnifying glass. "This is human magic, undoubtedly. Some of the oldest kind, too. I've never seen anything exactly like this, but I've seen the broad strokes once or twice, way back when," he says. "It's funny, humans that use magic like this toss their SOULs out like day-old garbage, even though that's their only advantage over us!" He shakes his head. "Human magic sure isn't pretty. All work and no play, it might as well just be a tool to them. I've had to deal with one or two necromancers before. Without their SOUL, it's hardly a fair fight." He laughs. "Well, it seems you've given me something to chew on here! Tell you what, I'll translate it for you, if you're willing to come back later for it."

Gerson's smile turns wry. "I take a minute to talk about friendly shopkeepers, and here you are taking advantage already!" "You're certainly a diplomat, to say the least." "Well, it's pretty simple, and I bet you've heard it before. Magic is just how we monsters express ourselves. It bleeds into every darn thing we do!" "It's as easy as putting a whole lot of love into your magic, till it turns a vivid red. Ordinarily, if you show MERCY to someone, and they're willing to let bygones be bygones, the FIGHT will end. If you lay down THE LAW, though, you can make people stop FIGHTing, even if they don't want to." "Course, for a human, it'd be pretty tough, what with them not using magic at all," he points out. "Though, it's worth noting, THE LAW is all or nothing. If you can't make everyone stop FIGHTing, all at once, it doesn't really do anything at all, now does it? Wa Ha Ha!" That's all I got, unless you care to practice the magic you've got with an old coot like me," he says with a gleam in his eye as he makes eye contact with Jun.

Gerson's smile widens. "Well, there's a trick to it, I'll admit. You ever notice how nobody ever gets into a FIGHT when they're at the store? How shopkeeps are just a little bit friendlier?" "That's red magic at work. Folks like to throw around the term "Communication Magic", but..." "Me? I like to call it THE LAW." "It might not be the flashiest, but it's the strongest kind. In fact, I think me and the king are the only two people who can use it whenever we want." "Not even the Royal Guard Captain can manage it. She's got a good head on her shoulders, but Red Magic takes patience, love, and a diplomatic attitude, and by golly, Undyne is anything but diplomatic! Wa ha ha!" His mood dims a bit. "It's a shame too. It's real good for breaking up a FIGHT, the way I use it."

Gerson snickers at this. "You could say that, yes! Oh there is a story behind why I call Asgore that..." He thinks for a moment. "Alright, I remember, so, here's the story behind that nickname." "It was the monthly address at the castle, and the queen was giving her part on current events." "After finishing her update, she moved to pass the microphone to the king." "However, she didn't realize the microphone was still in her hand when she said: 'Your turn, Fluffybuns'." "The audience burst into laughter." "Realizing what she had said, she started laughing too." "After a few moments, the king held up his arms." "The crowd grew silent." "He leaned towards the microphone expression..." "Stern." Gerson puts on a deep voice. "Dear citizens. Thank you for coming here today." "I... King Fluffybuns..." he finishes. He chuckles. "And the rest is history."