The Moon in the Dark

Long ago, the Monsters and Humans fought a great war. The Monsters lost, and were sealed in the Underground. It would take the power of seven human souls to break the barrier that kept them imprisoned. They only had six. And so the Monsters waited and hoped, praying that another human would find their way to the Underground. Some thought the seventh soul would give their King the strength to break the barrier. Some dreamed of a human who would be their friend, and save them all...or had nightmares of one who would bring back the war.
...but nobody came.
...but somepony did.
Eons after the war, with no way to tell how much time had passed above, a tiny blue filly with wings and horn fell into the underground, calling for her Mama. None knew the poor creature's nature or origins...but her soul was powerful with magic, even more so than a human soul.
None can know what will come...of this little 'Woona'.


13. Snow Problems

After Woona adjusted to being 'Supermoon, the Certainly Human Superhero' - as Papyrus had dubbed her - Sans and Papyrus made their way forwards to await her at their 'dastardly puzzles'.  Woona looked forward to seeing what they had to test her with...but decided it was only appropriate she fully explore and befriend everyone as she went.

To the north, she found a snowman at the edge of a cliff.  Approaching, she decided to operate on the assumption that anything with a face could talk to her.  "Hello, I'm Woona!" she greeted happily.

"Hello," the snowman replied.  "I am a snowman.  I want to see the world...but I cannot move."

"I could take you with me," Woona offered.  "You'll fit in my saddlebag."

"Umm...I find that a little hard to believe..." the snowman replied cautiously.  "Though maybe a piece-"

"I've already got hundreds of spiders in one of my pouches," Woona countered as she pulled out an empty pouch from her saddlebag, marking it with the rune for 'cold'.  Putting the pouch back in, she levitated the snowman into the air and deposited it into the pouch.

You got the snowman...somehow, Chara muttered, rolling his eyes.

Are you going to do that every time I pick something up? Woona countered silently.


Then I'm going to stop picking stuff up.

Chara was silent for a time.  Fine, not every time.

Giggling, Woona went back south to proceed east across the ice.

Leaving the trees, Woona found Papyrus and Sans waiting for her across a field of snow.  Papyrus was chewing Sans out for being lazy, but he stopped when he caught sight of Woona.  "OH HO!" he proclaimed proudly as he spotted her.  "THE HUMAN ARRIVES!  IN ORDER TO STOP YOU, MY BROTHER AND I HAVE CREATED SOME PUZZLES!  I THINK YOU WILL FIND THIS ONE...QUITE SHOCKING!"

Taking that as a cue for what to do, Woona lowered her horn and zapped the area between herself and the skelebros with a lightning spell, causing the invisible walls of electric magic to reveal the maze thus contained.  "Wow!" Woona gasped in amazement.  "That is a really amazing puzzle!  If I'd bumped into those walls, it would have been an electrifying experience!"


Sans, for his part, just guffawed as Woona walked through the maze happily, following the revealed path.


Sans chuckled as Woona approached him.  "thanks.  it looks like he's having fun."

"I know I am!" Woona proclaimed proudly, puffing her chest up as much as she could.

Sans struggled not to laugh at how adorable she looked doing that.  "by the way, did you see that weird outfit he was wearing?"

"You mean the white battle armor with the orange scarf?" Woona asked eagerly.  "It looks so cool!"

"yeah, that one," Sans confirmed.  "we made that a while ago for a costume party.  he hasn't worn anything else since."

"But isn't it a little cold to run around naked when it's in the wash?" Woona asked, confused.

Sans chuckled in response.  "nah.  he washes it while wearing wearing it in the shower.  he calls it his "battle body""

"What's he gonna fight in the shower?" Woona demanded, confused.

"i dunno," Sans replied.  "far as I know, he's never found an opponent there."

Woona grinned impishly.  "Does that make him...frothing mad?" more... Chara begged as Sans laughed.

Giggling, Woona continued to the east.

Looking around, she spotted a blue skinned humanoid monster dressed in red and yellow leaning against a cart of some sort.  Approaching him, she waved.  "I'm Woona!  Who are you?"

"I'm the Nice Cream salesman," the monster replied.  "Call me NC.  I don't understand why there aren't selling.  It's the perfect weather for them..."

"Nice Cream?" Woona asked, confused.  "What's that?"

"It's the frozen treat that warms your heart!" NC proclaimed.  "The wrapper has a compliment written inside."

"They sound like great friend gifts!" Woona crowed.  "I'll take 20!"

NC grinned widely.  "That'll be 300G!"

Smiling, Woona hoofed over the money, putting the Nice Cream into another 'cold' pouch.  "Want one, Mr. Snowman?" she offered, opening the pouch in question.

"No thank you," the snowman replied.  "I am not hungry."

Smiling, Woona waved to NC, continuing on, glad she made another friend.

Across a bridge, she found a rather large snowball on a flat field.  She could see the field led to a hole.  Sans stood nearby.  "What's this?" she asked, gesturing.

"you're supposed to push the snowball into the hole," Sans explained.  "once you have, a flag will raise of a certain color, along with a message about what your method of getting it there says about you."

"But...but the snowball's too big to push..." Woona pouted.

"you could use your magic."

"That'd be cheating," Woona countered with a chiding frown.

Sans rubbed his chin for a time, then picked her up and set her in his hood.  "then steer me."  With that said, he began walking directly forward.

Giggling, Woona turned Sans this way and that to push the snowball into the hole.  A bell chimed happily as a Magenta flag rose.

Woona eagerly read the message.


Magic - With the help of your friends, anything becomes possible.


Woona was so happy with the message it left her that she completely ignored the 2G it awarded her.  It filled her with too much DETERMINATION.

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