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*Undyne could barely believe it as she made it through the door of her house, gingerly clutching her injured side through her armor. She was beaten… by a lowly human, no less. And they spared her? It made no sense… they were either stupid or too compassionate for their own good, although those two things meant the same to her. But as she bandaged up her wounds she couldn’t stop thinking of them… how they dodged nearly all of her attacks, how sure they looked when they fought back… ah, fuck it.*
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*You had used up nearly all your healing items after that fight with Undyne , so you were making your way to the nearest shop to get some more. Thats when your phones buzzed in your pocket, and when you checked it was a voicemail from… Undyne ? Why would she be calling you?*
“So you did it, *human.* Whoop dee doo, you beat me in a fight… come to my house later tonight, I’ve got a little something to give you since you spared me. No, I’m not gonna kill you. Maybe. I haven't mulled it over completely yet. Just get here, will ya?”
*And with that, the voicemail ended. You weren’t sure at all of what she was planning, but you aren’t too worried. If she wanted to give you a gift, sweet, and if she wants to fight you again, you’ve already beaten her once. So, you decided to take her up on the offer and head over there.**You came up to the door of her house an hour or two later, stocked up on healing items if she wanted another fight. Before you could even knock the door flew open, revealing Undyne standing there, a blush on her cheeks as she breathes heavily. She grabs you by the front of your shirt and yanks you inside, slamming the door shut behind her. She lets go of your shirt, planting her hands on her hips as she looks at you with an air of disdain.*
“So, human. You’ve impressed me… a lot more than I’d like. You might be better in a fight… but I wanna test you in other ways.”
*She says before placing both of her hands of the front of her crop-top, ripping it open in one quick movement. She stands before you, her sweat-slicked breasts heaving as she looks at you with hunger in her eyes.*
“I’m pretty sure you get the message, human…”
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