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TORIEL shouts to him, "SANS! If you can do it, then why haven't you?!"

SANS laughs. "It wasn't because I was lazy. I wanted to take you with me but you were too far away to tell you without UNDYNE hearing me! Plus I need their coordinates."

TORIEL immediately spins around and runs over to SANS. "Please, SANS, take me to the child. I must protect them."

SANS shrugs. "I'm guessing they're in Snowdin. Maybe I should call LESSER DOG or GREATER DOG or something."

"Perhaps call LESSER DOG. We wouldn't want to scare the child with GREATER DOG, right after they've entered the Underground," TORIEL suggested.

SANS nods and dials LESSER DOG'S number.

UNNDYNE arrives in the sunlit flower garden with a defeated expression. The humans.

Are not.

HERE.

SPEAR OF JUSTICE. TOSS!

"Haha. Ouchie!"

Undyne slowly turns towards her spear as a FLOWER wiggles above the others.

LESSER DOG answers the phone. "Pant pant."

"Have you seen a human around there?" TORIEL asks into SANS's phone, ignoring that she doesn't own it. A child's life is more important, of course.

LESSER DOG likes humans. Humans pet LESSER DOG.

"Pant pant."

SANS rolls his eyes. "I'll pet you if you find them before UNDYNE. I think they're in Snowdin."

LESSER DOG remembers that they had installed security cameras in the noses of the snowdogs in SNOWDIN. LESSER DOG checks their phone. LESSER DOG sees a human in a striped shirt poking one of the camera noses.

TORIEL looks up at SANS disbelievingly, averting her eyes from the phone. "You can understand LESSER DOG with such clarity?"

SANS nods. "I live in Snowdin too. What do you expect?"

"I don't know, I just sort of expected... Wait, do they teach you to speak Dog in Snowdin?" TORIEL asked.