How would they react to finding out their datemate is getting bullied? You can choose who.
Muffet: She sends her spiders to search for any money in their bags or house, and takes it and keeps scaring them with her spiders and won't stop unless you tell her or they stop bullying you.
Arachnid: She'd just go out and threaten to kill them or lay eggs in them and scare them bad enough to where they run away from you lol.
Recluse: She's shocked but secretly records it and sends it to the school, and the bullies families. She says she'll sue if they don't make their children act their age.
Widow: She records them bullying you, and posts it all online while explaining who the people are without showing their faces or saying their names but it'll be easy to tell who they are if you know them. She has no sense of shame.
Fangs: She'll all up and try to kill them haha. You'd have to talk her out of murder.
Orb: She's shocked that anyone would try to bully you! She starts to look things up, and sues them.
Huntsman: She starts to send them things in the mail that's scary, like fake dead animals or glitter bombs. It's hard to track it back to her.
Webs: She learns a lot of stuff about their family, and will blackmail the parents or the person for bullying you, and they'll have to deal with everything that happens.
Spinneret: she gets married to their mom or dad and grounds them(not really I'm sorry, I had to)
Yandere underswap and horrortale muffet headcanons please?
YANDERE UNDERSWAP MUFFET HEADCANONS:
~Quiet, cold and Distant, that was Pepper. She rarely would ever befriend anyone and of course, because of that, she was a loner at her job. That was until you came around and shook up her whole world.
~You were one of the new waitresses, and you radiated happiness and kindness. You were simply the perfect little human and she hated it. Unlike Pepper, you easily became friends with people, and you were liked almost immediately.
~The longer you worked there, the deeper her hatred for you grew. That was until you finally moved to befriend her. The moment she saw your smile from up close and listened to your melodic voice, her soul wanted to jump from her chest.
~What was this feeling? She had never felt it before and she wasn't sure if she liked it... She felt like this was one of the ways you could manipulate her and she hated that! she wasn’t a toy, and she didn’t want to be manipulated by someone like yourself...
~But stars above, she loved every gaze you gave her. The way your body moved around the bar, and how you always knew how to make her smile, even if she hated to admit it.
~She wanted you, and that was final. You needed to be hers, or she would lose her mind. She would completely destroy herself from the desire of owning you.
~ “I promise you... one day, you will be mine... whether you like it or not...”
YANDERE HORRORTALE MUFFET HEADCANONS:
~Widow had a hard time getting used to the surface world, especially when food wasn’t scarce and you didn’t need to fight for it. That’s why she and many other monsters had to go to therapy and group counseling. That’s where she had met you.
~You were one of the group counselors and you were excited to finally have some monsters in your group. You always made sure that Widow always felt welcomed and that there was enough food for her to feel comfortable. She was both confused and grateful at the same time.
~She did believe at first that you were trying to make fun of her, but eventually, she realized that this was just how you were. Too positive for your own good and wanting to help as many people as possible, even if they didn’t deserve it.
~You would be used up many times by other humans because of your kindness and for the longest time, Widow watched that happen, feeling the anger grow inside of her. You were the best and kind person that she knew, so why did you have to have such a horrible life?
~ “Well, as long as I help them, I don’t care!”
~That answer made Widow realize that you really were too good for a world like this. You deserved the best in the world but you didn’t understand that much. You just never knew how to protect yourself.
~Widow knew exactly her new purpose. It was to protect you. She was always protective of her herd of spiders, but now that they were safe, she had a new little one to protect.
~ “I promise you, I will make your life much better, like you did to me”
Hello ! Huge chapter today ! It’s time to vote for a new Queen. For Toriel, send 1, for Undyne, send 2 ! Or… Maybe that’s not how it works.
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Chapter 6 : One throne for two
The information of the death of the King made quickly its way through the Underground, just as the holding of the extraordinary Council to decide who was going to succeed to Asgore. The judgement hall was crowded, and Sans and Toriel were struggling to cross the mass of monsters clumped in the tight room. Some were crying, others were screaming their anger. Without the old queen interference, Sans, already considered as the one who let the kid reach the throne, would have probably be dusted. Despite the fear, he tried to stay stolid. He was already disgusted by the rapidity which all services he rendered to the society had been forgotten in a finger snap, just because of some unfounded rumors. He hoped the situation would be more calm in Snowdin. The people’s town knew them for a long time now, but he was scared that Papyrus couldn’t get home safely. Discreetly, he send a text message to Grillby and asked him to go check on his brother.
By chance, however, for now, he was not the main attraction. The personality who was walking next to him attracted the attention more. Her name traveled the crowd and by the time they reached the castle doors, everyone knew who she was. Toriel stayed neutral and disconnected of what people were saying. Sans admired her calm, since he was on the contrary at his breaking point. He was slowly realising he was only a very small skeleton delivered to far more bigger monsters than him and his survival instinct kept yelling after him to find a hole, burry in it and wait for the storm to pass.
At the end of the corridor, some sentries and royal guards struggled to push many too curious monsters that were trying to enter the throne. Toriel gently push the ones who were blocking their way. The guards quickly noticed her and helped to free the way. Behind the soldiers’ hurdle, Gerson, who spotted them, waited for them to arrive.
“Eh, what a mess !” he exclaimed. “I didn’t witness such upheaval since we moved out of the Ruins ! You have a talent to make the youngsters prattle, your Highness.”
“Mister Gerson !” smiled Toriel. “I am so glad to see you. You seemed still well for you age, old pirate.”
“We make go, we make go. That’s very sad what happened to the big guy.” he clutched while walking towards the throne room with them. “I honestly thought he would be the one to spread my dust, not the contrary. Do you know what happened ?”
“We don’t know.” she answered. “But we are certain that Frisk didn’t do it.”
“Oh, I know that. The small rascal stopped in my shop not so long ago. They bought all my trinkets, I’m good for bankruptcy. We talked about the History of Humans and Monsters too. They’re a nice little guy. I made the war, you know, and small rascal like this doesn’t raise a hand on monarchs.”
“We have the same opinion.” Toriel answered, pointing Sans with the hand.
The old turtle adjusted his glasses to watch at the small skeleton better.
“Oh ! But I know who you are ! You are the brother of that loud skeleton who is always running after my little Undyne, are you not ? Did we met before ?”
“Yes, Gerson…” he answered in a sigh. “I’m the Judge for fifteen years now and you are saying that to me every time. I’m starting to feel a bit bonely by now.” he added dramatically.
Toriel chuckled, and Sans winked to her, so proud of himself. Gerson had these memory problems for years now, Sans was used to hear him rambling the same thing over and over again. If the old turtle seemed to know Papyrus well, Sans’ face still not entered his head, even if he was seeing him more often than his brother. He wasn’t upset about this, though. Gerson was one of the last soldiers still alive after the Great War. If someone could make the difference today, it was him. Even if he kinda raised Undyne, he knew Toriel when she was still ruling the Underground and was still very loyal to the royal family. Sans hoped he would take side for her once again.
They entered the royal garden in which the Council would take place. As usual, chairs had been positioned in circle around the golden flowers parterre. Undyne was already here, next to Alphys.
The Council reunited the most important figures of the Underground. There were first the Immortals, chosen by Asgore and not replaced until they die. There were four of them, each one representing a important side of the society : the Royal Guard, leading by Undyne, the science for Alphys, the justice and the social for Sans and the culture for Gerson. Secondly, there was the Royal Family, one chair for the King, the Queen and their children. Only one was usually occupied, since Toriel left and the children died.
The rest of the Council members changed regularly, since they were the ambassadors of the main parts of the Underground : Snowdin, Waterfall, Hotlands and New Home. Orso Grizzly, a brown huge bear were representing Sans’ town. He didn’t knew that much the others. Waterfall’s ambassador was always secretive and appeared only during the Councils. It was an old ghost, Napstablook’s father, and he was grumpy and not very friendly. However, he was extremely conservative, and that could help Toriel. For the Hotlands, Muffet was the representative. Sans heard a lot about her, like everyone, but rumors said she was only living with her spiders in a remote part of the Underground. New Home’s control had changed recently. The monster that represented that part of the Underground dusted from old age a few weeks ago. Sans didn’t know who was replacing him now, and the seat was still empty. With Orso, they were the last ones missing to start the Council.
Sans and Toriel sat in front of Undyne and Alphys. The tension was still high between the two main candidates to the throne. Sans didn’t like the turn the events were taking. Undyne wouldn’t let Toriel crush her without fighting and Toriel would have to conquer the souls of her people once again, and this even if she was elected. There was no way things were going to go well after that.
He would have love to have Papyrus here to cheer him. Somewhere, he would be. All the Councils were live broadcast on TV. It was Asgore’s idea to prove that they had nothing to hide to their people. Sans knew his brother was probably watching him right now. His phone buzzed. He lowered the eyes to the screen.
Papyrus is home. I made him some tea. We are sheltering some monsters at your home. It’s the panic in Snowdin, lots of fighting in the streets for Undyne or for the old Queen. We’re following the debate of the TV. We’re with you, be brave, you can do it. - Grillbz.
Sans smiled, relieved. At least, he could still count on some old friends down here. He sighed. Papyrus was in good hand, but he couldn’t stop thinking he just dived into big troubles. He wanted to sleep so badly now. He jumped a little when Toriel put a hand on his shoulder.
“It’s ok, we are going to get out of here quickly, old friend. Everything will be alright, you see.”
He forced a smile, like usual, but the spirit was not here. That was way too much stress on his poor fragile soul in one day.
The sounds of heels hammering the ground made everyone looked towards the entry of the room as Mettaton passed the door in a pink shiny sparkling dress, the head high. He crossed the circle proudly under the bewildered eyes of the others Council members.
“M-Mettaton ? What are you doing here ?” asked Alphys, embarrassed. “Your b-batteries are n-not even entirely ch-charging yet !”
“Oh Alphys darling, that’s a long story. I’m the New Home’s ambassador now.”
“What ?” reacted Undyne. “Is this a joke ? You can’t even manage properly your stupid amusement park, how could you…”
“Yes, yes, I know, Darling. You are frightened by my amazing perfect shiny legs and my flirtatious smile, no wonder why you are feeling like trash right now. But don’t worry, I am not running after your girlfriend. I am not that kind of robot, I have standards.”
He sat on his seat and pose dramatically. Undyne scrutinized him for three long minutes, overwhelmed with murdery thoughts. Orso was the last one to entered the room, out of breath. He apologized for being so late and sat next to Mettaton. If Sans still had doubts, the message was more clear now : they were all sitting next to each others, in front of Toriel and him, circling by empty chairs.
Undyne got up and stepped in the middle of the assembly.
“Good evening everyone, I’m supposing you already know why we are here tonight. King Asgore Dreemur got murdered a few hours ago, while he was trying to harvest the seventh and last soul that could have been our key for freedom. In their cruel vengeance against us, the kid destroyed the other souls and crossed the Barrier, out of reach.”
“This is not what happened.” growled Sans.
“I think, of all of us, you should be the one to shut the hell up, Sans. Everyone here witnessed you following the human in the Underground, without doing nothing to stop them. Some people even said they saw you eating at Grillby’s with him. That makes you a traitor to our people and you should certainly not standing here. I’m being very nice if I’m saying the only place you should be right now is the public place for you execution.”
“Oh, come on, that’s ridiculous.” retorted Orso. “Everyone knows Sans, and he’s definitely not a criminal. You’re treating him like he murdered the King himself, is this not a bit excessive ? No one did the right thing to stop that child, and that’s really rich of you, Captain, to dispense morals lessons to him since Papyrus said to me that you cooked and made friend with that same human too. I’m not buying that murder bullshit. I mean, did someone even saw him hurt anyone all the time he was here ?”
Undyne turned her back to him and didn’t answer.
“Well, I must admit the kid is part of the good seeds.” sayed Gerson. “Undyne, my sweet girl, I think you are a bit overreacting. I know you really liked the big guy, but I think that your anger is blinding you.”
“I am not overreacting !” she yelled. “I am the only one here to realise the gravity of the situation ! Can’t you see that without the souls we are all doomed here ?!”
“Well, let at least a chance to the Judge to defend himself” Muffet whistled. “These high treason accusations are serious.”
All the heads turned towards the skeleton. Sans straightened on his chair. Toriel silently encouraged him.
“Well, I admit it. I protected the child from Snowdin to the castle’s doors. They made Papyrus happy, more than he had been in the past few months, and I knew they did good with other people too, like Alphys or Mettaton. Call me a traitor if you want, I did my job and judged them in the last corridor. They didn’t gain any L.O.V.E. They hurt no one and I know they are not the abomination described by Undyne. The kid let a letter.” he pulled out the paper out of his jacket and gave it to Orso, so he could pass it to the others. “In it, they said that a certain Flowey killed Asgore and that they only left the Underground to search for help. Call me an idealist, but after all that child had done for us, oh, I don’t know, maybe we could let him a chance ? And anyway, I was following orders from above. I made a promise to the Queen, so I couldn’t really do otherwise.”
“This is correct.” Toriel said. “I saw these six children fell in the Ruins, but I knew too that none of them had a chance to leave that cursing place before Frisk fell. I ask Sans to protect the next falling child to come, because I had a full trust in him. I couldn’t endure the loss of an other child one again. I am very glad Sans kept his words. But enough rambling now. We are not here to judge my skeleton friend here, but to talk about Asgore’s succession. If I am here today, it is because Sans warned me of what could happen if the kingdom ended in too angry hand. And I’m starting to understand why.”
Undyne ticked immediately.
“You ran away from your duty and your land for decades ! You have no rights on the throne.”
“This is not what the law is saying, dearie. If the King die, the throne cast back to his family who decide to keep it or not. First, the heirs, then his wife. My dear children are long gone, but I am still here and I am Asgore’s wife.”
“But you left Asgore !”
“But I am his children’s mother, and the last representant of the Dreemur’s family. I have nothing to prove, Captain. I fought in the Great War, just like Asgore, and I am sure I had been a good Queen to everyone down here until what happened to Asriel and Chara. Our roads and opinions had diverged because I never approved the murdering policy of my husband and didn’t have my word to say when he chose it. I protected these children as long as I could, and I think that, except for the sixth one as you all know, I did not make a judgemental mistake. They were all pacifist and there are no excuses for what Asgore did to them. They were only children. What Asgore did is barbarian, and I want this to end. We are not in war anymore and our science is far more developing that it was when we arrived here. If you let me, I promise to keep working with doctor Alphys to find a peaceful solution to break the Barrier, while waiting, of course, for Frisk to come back home.”
Several heads nodded in the assembly. Undyne was usually good to captivate the crowd, but Toriel was more calm and open to new ideas. The captain of the Royal Guard underestimated her opponent.
“The Judge said he was sure the child was innocent.” said Angstablook, the Waterfall’s ambassador. “The letter the human let behind is proving his word. I don’t think it is necessary to argue more than necessary. Our people are in need of a new stability and, with my respect, Captain, Toriel was a more than capable queen during the war while you were just in diapers. We heard almost everyone. Judge, Alphys, Mettaton ? Miss Muffet ?”
“I’m still not sure.” answered Muffet.
“Well, if it wasn’t clear enough, I am voting for Toriel.” Sans said. “She is reliable, benevolent and that’s all we need.” He slipped a false-sorry look towards Undyne. “And more, we all know that Undyne will continue Asgore’s policy and will declaring war on humanity the second we’ll be out of here. But I think it’s time to be more realist. We are a few hundreds and humans are several billions on the Surface. A war would only doomed us all once more, and I refuse to take part in it.”
“We fought years for this objective !” screamed Undyne, annoyed. “Everyone ! The royal science, the royal Guard, the Council… But of course, since you have sitting for years without doing anything, just waiting for time to pass by, you didn’t notice that ! We are talking of a skeleton who didn’t filled one report on six years of sentry’s duty ! How can his word even be important ? Sans don’t care about anything or anyone, and even about himself ! If his brother wasn’t taking care of him, he would have dust a long time ago !”
“Undyne, please.” tried to calm her down Gerson. “It’s a Council, it’s not the place for personal grieves.”
“Oh, don’t worry, Gerson.” Sans answered, sarcastic. “We’re talking about a fish lady that didn’t have the guts to assume her acts not thirty minutes ago. She almost killed my brother because she was angry. So tell me, Undyne. Is this your vision of justice ? Hitting everyone who doesn’t think like you ? No need to be a judge to know how it will end, right ? No one here wants a dictatorship that will turn into a bath blood. I recommend you to stay at your place now.”
Undyne grabbed Sans by the neckband of his hoodie and raised him out of his seat. A fireball stopped a few inches of the captain’s head.
“Put him down.” hissed Toriel.
“She is right.” said Orso. “Let’s get to the vote before we kill each other. That’s enough for today.”
“Finally some action !” Mettaton sighed dramatically.
As the oldest of the Council, Gerson got up and stepped in the middle.
“Let’s go then. Those who want Toriel to be our new Queen raise a hand… Or manifest themselves.” he added, looking at Angstablook who didn’t have any.
Except for Alphys and Mettaton, everyone hands went up. When Undyne turn came, only Alphys shyly lift her hand. Mettaton was more concerned by his manicure than by the voting and didn’t take side.
“Welp, this is it then. Queen Toriel Dreemur is taking back the Underground.” smiled Gerson. “An official statement will be spread everywhere tomorrow morning. For now, I think it’s best to rest and calm down for a bit. Let’s meet again tomorrow afternoon so we can start working all together. There is a lot to do.”
“Thank you, Gerson.” answered Toriel. “I’m not staying at the castle tonight, I’m getting home with Sans. I have still some thing to get back from the Ruins.”
He nodded. Undyne was the first one to leave the room, furious, Alphys running behind her. The others Council members congratulate the new Queen before going back to where they were belonging. Soon, there were only Toriel and Sans left in the throne room. The small skeleton was waiting on his seat, still a bit shaking.
“What a night, my friend.” said Toriel, sitting back next to him. “I’m so sorry that all this story fell on you. However, we both know what you did for Frisk and I won’t forget it. We should get home now, Papyrus must start to worry.”
“I’m relieved.” Sans confessed. “But I don’t think Undyne will let me go anytime soon…”
“Oh, but I am afraid she will have too sooner than you think. My first decision will be to disband the Royal Guard. There is no way tyranny rules on my lands anymore.”
“Oh… Well, can I ask for a favor ?”
“Of course !”
“Can you please keep one Royal Guard job ? That’s for my little brother. If you say to him he’ll never be a Royal Guard, he might faint.”
She laughed happily.
“Oh, of course ! I’ll make sure to find him some utility here. After all, he believed in Frisk just like you did and it’s perfectly normal to reward him too.”
“Thanks, your Highness.”
“Please, call me Toriel. After all, as first advisor, we are going to spend a lot of time together.”
“Wait… For real ? You chose me as your first advisor ?”
“Well, of course. If… If you want to. I don’t see anyone else to believe blindly in a crazy looking lady stranger’s voice behind a magic door. Let’s show Undyne how worthy you are.”
Sans didn’t answered and opened a shortcut to Snowdin. He raised the head towards Toriel and smiled, uncertain. She crossed the portal, leaving him a few seconds to realise what she just said. What the hell was he engaging into ? Oh well… At least, maybe this job was paying more than the ‘dogs.
She's Horrortale Muffet! She has white hair that's really long and red eyes. She is doing everything in her power to be able to feed her spiders, cause they're her babies.
After getting above ground she got the job of being a butcher. She got too used to working with meat to go back to being a bakery place.
She's, shockingly, sweet though but very greedy and hates sharing with anyone other than her spiders. She says it's because she doesn't know when she'll get it again.
She hates too bright lights and often needs to wear something to cover her eyes when she goes outside, and her hair often hangs in front of some of her eyes.
