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The room shimmers into existence around them—a void of soft white light that hums with warmth. Dust motes dance in the air as Toriel's paw curls protectively around Frisk, her ears flicking. Papyrus's scarf flutters in a breeze that doesn't exist, while Sans's eye sockets stay fixed, hoodie dark. Undyne's spear materializes with a metallic ring, her eye scanning the space. Alphys's claws tremble over her phone, Mettaton's screen flickering with excitement. Asgore sips his golden flower tea, unphased, the only stillness in the chaos. A voice echoes: "You will react to you." Toriel's gaze softens. "Oh, you... I do hope they are doing well." Papyrus pumps a fist. "WOWIE! you? THEY'RE SUPER COOL! LIKE UNDYNE! AND METTATON!" Everyone's eyes turn to the screen before them. The silence hangsâ€â€¦