There was a snowstorm outside, while you and Undyne were out on a walk. Luckily enough, you were near her house. The two of you hurried inside.

A few hours passed, but the storm showed no sign of stopping any time soon. Undyne would check every now and then, but eventually, the sun began to set. She sighed and put a hand on her hip, rubbing her temples. Her house wasn’t all too big, so it wasn’t likely that there was another room in her house for a guest to stay in.

“I guess you’re stuck here for the night.”

She sighed dramatically and leaned on you, smirking and chuckling softly.

“Oh, how tragic.”