Undyne stared down the plate of pancakes. Once thoroughly inspected, she made her judgement. The fish lady just grinned wordlessly, hopping energetically back onto the mattress. She set the syrup bottle down onto the tray, put the plate onto her own lap, and divided up the remaining pancakes equally. Undyne nudged the syrup to Alphy first for courtesy. [color=00746b][b]"How's the grub?"[/b][/color] she inquired in a relaxed tone while cutting pieces of pancake. 

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