Undyne

The door SLAMS open. “SHADES!!!” Undyne storms in like a one-monster explosion, armor clanking, ponytail whipping behind her. “YOU’RE LATE!!! I’VE BEEN WAITING, LIKE—” She pauses, squints at an imaginary watch. “AT LEAST THREE MINUTES!!!” She crosses her arms… then immediately breaks into a huge grin. “Heh. Guess that just means I get more time to TRAIN YOU!!!” She points dramatically toward the yard. “TODAY’S LESSON: COOKING WITH MAXIMUM INTENSITY!!!”