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zikadraws · 4 years

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🌼Chara's Resort - Chapter 1 :'' ''I call monkey business on this hotel, partner'' or 'the Introduction' ''🌼

''*Are you 100% sure about that, partner ?''

Frisk eye rolled and with a big sigh made Chara understand that yes, they were and no, there was no need of asking that for the 387th time.

''*A-Alright then. Sorry, I shouldn't be the nervous one.''

Frisk gave their little undead partner a patient smile, and then a global look at the hotel. It was absolutely huge. Like, real huge. In the night they could barely even see the roof, and there was too many windows for them to count. It gave the young human a slight feel of anxiety, wondering if they would really be able to take care of something that big...

''*...why is it so little lightened ?''

Huh. Good question. The building was indeed barely lightened outside as for inside, and Chara completed their question with the observation that it was weird for a construction that seemed that brand new. Perhaps every customer was already asleep...?

''*At ten in the evening ? Every window ? Seriously, partner ? What do you think it is, a military camp ?''

Hmpf. Cut off the sass, Chara. There was anyway only one way of learning more, since whatever Frisk would say, their hirer didn't told them anything about the job yesterday.

''*Aaand right in the problems Chara & Frisk are bulling agaaain~'' crooned Chara ''Team-Rocket'' like, while their partner eagerly swinged open the front door of the building, ready for everyone and everything... Except for finding the check-in hall to be as darkened as the windows, and maybe even emptier than Jerry's personality -Chara !!!!

''*What ? He HAS the emptiest personality. And I'm the narrating one here, so frick off. Beyond of this, you gotta admit, this is like, really abnormal... Make me think of a horror movie scenario... y'know ? With the clueless guys who enter in a isolated recently bought house, and then- Nonono, don't close the door !! It's always once it's done that freaky stuff happens... Wha- NoI'mNotScaredButSeriouslyPleaseLetThatDoorOpen.''

Low-key laughing at their friend's nervousness, Frisk stepped deeper in the entrance, checking around for any clue of someone, in vain. The hall was inconfortably spacious... The silence didn't help, and Frisk rapidly felt their partner gripping their suit's leg, having decided to ground themselves in the hope to feel less exposed. The aspiring janitor frankly smiled at this sight. They did not know Chara still had scared child instincts.(*muttering*''*Mrrrmmrr....As if you didn't, you stupid mrmgrownup...(pfff)'')

Openly giggling this time, Frisk reached the check-in office and officializing the lack of reception, got ready to wait, gently messing the incorporeal hair of their pouty ghost friend.

Five minutes passed. Five more.

As it was getting to a quarter-hour, Chara had calmed down and Frisk was getting less and less sure about anything concerning their job. Their partner started swinging playfully around the deck, happy to feel getting closer the possibility of leaving the place, as they've been arguing about it during the whole wait.

''*That's just as what I'm killing myself in telling you, partner~ Nothing about this stuff is right ! 🎶Huge place, dark place, no one around...🎵 Nothing is right, yet here you are...🎶 Hmm hm hm hmmm... Oooh yeah~...🎵''

Hearing Chara starting to sing almost got the best out of Frisk, making them stand up all of a sudden and eye-dagger their smuggy brat of a friend, who promptly tempered.

''*Woah- hey, cool partner ! I'm just saying that apparently no one was warned you would come. That Gadd guy probably didn't bothered to get someone... (And honestly, for how he behaved yesterday, that would not surprise me...) ...Huh- wait, don't make that face !! Don't be sad, it's probably just an oversight... (...) Tell you what : let's ring the bell here, and if really nobody shows up, we'd get out of here, how about that ?''

Frisk sighed but had to admit it was the best option... Though before reaching out for the bell, they hesitated and then, to Chara's startlement, turned to them and bowing, waved in the bell's direction with a wink. After some confusing seconds, Chara understood : their partner offered them the first hit.

''*Wha-- But Frisky, I am a ghost. It won't do anything and you know it, right- oh.''

Of course they knew. But Chara could see it in Frisk's eyes. They wouldn't just get away with fifteen minutes of whining. And perhaps even wouldn't get away at all, if they didn't lowed themselves in that reminding of their incorporeal misery. Not while knowing how Frisk was.

''*... Alright then...''

Chara loomed over the bell, arm raised, eyesiding their partner's already satisfied grin. Swallowing their indignation, the little ghost sighed hard and hit that humiliating call bell with all of their frustration. ''*Here goes nothing-"

"Diiiiinnngg~🎵!!!''

...

...the echo of the ringing rolled in the entire hall. Leaving the equally stunned duo in a deafening silence.

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''*...Waitwaitwaitwait. How the fuc-''

Despite being genuinely confused, Frisk had that reflex of reminding language manners to Chara. For who it was really the leastest of their problems.

''*Partner, I just did physically interact with a material object after one hundred ghostly years of not even being able to interact with magic. I can talk however the hell I want. What- NO I have no idea. I did not do anything special- I wasn't even fricking expecting it to ring... No I don't think there's anything special with it. I mean it's a goddamn bell ?? It's not even glowing or anything... Oh danggit---I'm so damn confused !!! Why does it have to happen now...''

''...Hum, hello, and err...How may I help you ?''

The unknown voice caught the arguing duo off guard and, turning up towards the origin in unison, opening baby owl eyes, they faced an... unexpected figure. It was a skinny man-like creature, standing behind the desk, with a blue and transparent body ; whose eyes and mouth, and general being actually, was strangely glowing ; and was dressed as a groom ; and manifestly waiting for a response.

After a couple of seconds Chara broke the silence. ''*...You, huh. 'You encounter... (Wait lemme *CHECK...) ...Stuart Gangers.''

The newcomer suddenly looked like choking on that name evocation. ''Wait wha- How- how do you know-''

''*...Said 'Steward'. Like his fonction, which is outrageously convenient...''

''Hey !''

''*...Basically the ghost equivalent of Burgerpants ; doing his very best.' ...Hooold on : 'ghost' ??? But wait, then does that mean...''-

''HEY !!!''

''*----OooohMyGodI'mSoSorryIDidn'tThoughtYouCouldPerceiveMe.''

...

Some seconds of overwhelming tension passed between the more-lost-than-ever duo and the rather mad bellhop. Finally, this last one decided it was not worth keeping up such an atmosphere if it didn't ended with anything good from those two unexpected visitors, and with a big sigh suggested them to forget about it and start over instead. So hello visitors, you can call me Steward, welcome to the Last Resort, new version, and how may I help you ?...

''*... Yeah'', croaked that strange-looking little petty ghost of a brat (having to be polite to customers didn't forbid him to think his mind) who guessed his true identity. ''*Yeah. Good idea. That's surely better. (Sorry). So, hum... Greetings mister... The names are Chara and Frisk Dreemur, and huh... Frisk here came in this place because they got hired as a janitor yesterday by some weird gu-(ahem)-Imeansomeone of the name of E. Gadd ; youuu...might have been warned...?''

Seeing the young spectrum getting shyer and shyer, to the point that their words gradually sounded less and less audible, restored Steward's sympathy ; and so that was honestly smiling that he informed them that indeed, he has been warned that the new janitor would come tonight, though the professor did not care to tell at which time. But on the other hand, he had in fact warned the entire staff hotel, including the residents, about this and that he wanted them all to meet the new employee (''for some reason -I don't really get it... they never did something like that before ??...-ahem-'') and so he had gathered them in integrity in the reception room, a bit next to the hall. May he leaded them in...?

A perplex silence fell through the ghosts and the human, before a steady-as-a-broom ghost kid finally asked : ''*...the 'professor' ? ...And... What do you imply by... The residents...?''

Steward squinted. ''...What...You mean that he did not told you ??''

As he faced the embarrassed look of the duo, it occurred to the incredulous bellhop that he had to brought himself to give them a summary on his own. How come the professor did not warn them... ??

''...god is it a funny story... So... Let's see...''

...

Ten minutes of wide explanations later, Frisk had to sum up to Steward. Did he really just said that 1) their hirer was a scientist focused on ghosts studies ; 2) the hotel itself was inhabited specifically by ghosts ; and 3) they were about to meet them all at once ??

''That's the long and the short of it, yes.''

But it was amazing ! It meant that Chara could for once meet up plenty people who could actually see them, hear them ! They could even make friends, finally !

Turning up to share their enthusiasm with the said children, Frisk brutally felt their happiness fade to concern. Noticing the human sudden worried face, Steward followed their eyes... and felt his chest tighten.

Chara was standing on their feet, abnormally steardy, eyes wide open and darting the ground, the whole spectra ran by violent shakes, their aura producing small red zaps of energy - an expression of fear iridiating from their whole being. It was a major panic attack, like Steward never could bear himself. No need to be a genius to understand that the kid wouldn't be able to interact with anyone in those conditions.

That establishment done, Steward turned to the alarmed human and suggested them to begin heading to the reception room by themselves, while he would take care of this. The young mortal hesitated but consented at the empathetic look on the bellhop's face. Giving a timid wave at their -oblivious- partner, they slowly engaged in the hallway. Once Frisk was out of view, Steward flew around the desk and crouched himself next to shuddering Chara. ''Hey kid. Are you feeling okay ?'' ''* . . . '' ''It's alright, okay ? I'm just sitting there. I swear I won't hurt you or anything else. Nobody will.'' ''*... I...I-I'm---...'' ''...There... See ? I'm just going to touch you on the shoulder... Here. Take a breath.'' Steward has cautiously began to open his arms, and Chara, still intensely shivering, instinctively moved themselves in. ''*I'm...I-'' they stuttered, as Steward very carefully closed his arms on the child's back. ''There, there... Shhh. Don't worry. You're safe. It's gonna be okay.'' Chara stared in shook, then their voice cracked down as they given back the ghost's hug, with all the force their violent shudders allowed them to use.

''*I'm sorry...''

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Meanwhile, Frisky has already reached the reception room door.

They hesitated at the entrance. Being without their little partner felt so wrong... Having grown up with that constant -although sassy, and overly curious, and sometimes kinda annoying- presence, the young human felt unusually lonely. And worried for them. Would they really be alright...?

As Frisk was lost in their thoughts, the doors suddenly BUSTED open. Brutally brought back to reality, a startled Frisky eyecatched an obviously out of patience Professor E. Gadd, blabbering aggressively while being followed by some blue ghost.

''It's been almost an hour now since they should have arrived, what in the world is that guy doin- OH ! It's you !'' exclaimed the scientist, radically changing their tone at Frisk's recognition. ''We weren't expecting you anymore ! What took you so long ?'' As the newest janitor timidly attempted to remind Gadd that he literally did not told anything about what the program would look like, he interrupted them and grabbing them by the arm, dragged them towards the room ; ''Yeah yeah whatever. Anyway, we're so glad to finally have you here. You'll see : everyone's been waiting for you !'' Then practically pushed poor Frisky through the entrance.

Bursted up suddenly into the large place, bewildered Frisk reduced themselves to that latest rough treatment, and, blinking at the sudden relative amount of light, eyed the room... And almost let fall their backpack in amazement. Here, in this room, were standing (or more floating for some ominous reasons) dozens and dozens and dozens of ghosts, all sizes, all forms (perhaps as varied as monsters species), who were all doing (it wasn't the least astonishing thing to Frisk, knowing Chara) who were all doing normal corporeal people stuff, including eating for some !!...aaand were, hum. All staring at Frisk. The young human felt briefly their chest tighten at that last realization. But really briefly, as a ghost of tall stature, with blue sweater, cap and body (and a rather massive chin and pointy nose) approached to greet them -with the friendliest behaviour :

''Why, bonjour ! You must be the new concierge, n'est-ce pas ? Pleased to be meeting you, I'm Morty ! If you want, I can present you to everyone ! ^^''

Relieved by the reaction of the spectre, Frisk smiled widely and felt their loneliness flew away. Perhaps it would in fact not be as terrible as foreseen actually...

E. Gadd discreetly grabbed his captors.

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In the meantime, back in the hall, Steward finally managed to get Chara to calm down... Well, sort of. If you can call calmed down a child sitting in ball-like position against the check-in desk, hidden under their hood, sobbing (gradually quieter, gotta admit). The bellhop was sitting right next to them, gently patting them, and wait for their hiccups to fade off to prudently ask them what got them to stress out that brutally.

''*...'' ''You don't have to tell me, but I think it would be better for us both to clear that up. If it's okay with you.'' ''*...I'm sorry... it's just that... (Hic) it's just that it's all happening at once... That's all.(snif)'' ''What are you talking of ?'' ''*But everything, whined the young ghost. We just came up in this creepy place and then... Then I'm able to touch things out of nowhere ? I just can't understand...'' ''...you mean it was the first time ever for you ??'' ''*Ever since I died, yup...'' ''How long-'' ''*One hundred and fifteen years.'' ''... Woah. Seriously ?'' ''*Huh-hu. ...Why ?'' ''Well actually, I did never heard of ghosts on the late...I was personally physically fully interactive hours after my death, in fact.'' ''*...'' ''Buuut I mean, it's okay. You seem to be an unusual...hum, special type of ghost anyway, so it's probably not that weird.'' ''*... what do you mean, exactly ?'' sneaked the little ghost, squinting. ''... Well... By example...''started the nervous bellhop, feeling he probably shouldn't have come up with this subject. ''I mean your appearance -and aura- is radically different from ours. Like you see, I have a tail and you seem to naturally have legs.'' ''*Oh yeah, smiled the small ghost. I did not notice it at first. It's funny.'' Encouraged by his achievement in getting a smile, Steward continued. ''Also, unlike mine, your eyes got pupils... (And your mouth is not glowing)'' ''*Yep... but, doesn't red pupils look a little weird though ?'' wondered the kid, suddenly sad. Getting that it was a sensitive topic, Steward eluded by assuring them it gave them an interesting look, and quickly switched to another subject (''And are those actually ears under your hood ?? Man, kid, you don't get your luck !!'' ''*Heee~ ! Quit it, it tickles !!''), effectively getting them to laugh, finally.

So after having managed to get Chara finally better, the blue ghost dared, after a short pause, to ask them if they wanted to head to the reception room with him, as he had to go there anyway. The little ghost shrinked on themselves. Then quietly confessed to Steward that in one hundred and a bit, they've never been able to interact with anyone but Frisk (''*and some rare exceptions... -ahem-''). So the perspective of having to meet plenty of new people able to perceive them in one shot, just like that, was a terrifying one. They just could't do it.

''*I'm really sorry...'' apologized the kid, rubbing their eye.

''... it's okay. I feel for you.''

''*I'm already happy to have met you today. I'd met the others, but like... Eventually'', stated the kid with a frank smile.

Steward felt his chest warm up at this one... ''Awww, thank you kid. That's fine, take all the time you need. We're all staying here anyway. And by the way, if you really have trouble with developing your ghost abilities we could teach you how it's done'', he added with a friendly wink ;).

Chara's eyes (and hair) bloomed with stars (and flowers (??)) at this unexpected offer ; but then, got melancholic...

''*...Do you really have to go ?''

''...yes, kid. Or else they'll be looking for me, sorry.''

The look on the child's face pitied the bellhop as he was getting up. Then an idea came to his mind, and with a wide smile he suggested Chara an alternative at being alone. Would they mind to try ?

''*...huh... Yeah, I guess ?''

So turning up, Steward clapped his hands, and a quartet of blue, yellow, red and purple glowing forms appeared from the walls. The bellhop informed the stunned kid that those were Goob, Slinker, Hammer and Sneaker. And as they gently approached the little ghost, and as the said 'Goob' managed its way through the very arms of that curious-looking new kid, Chara nearly teared up in awe.

''*Awww~ Oh my god they're so CUTE- thank you Mister !!!''

Steward nodded and, after making sure that the kid was in good escort, -gloriously- initiated his way to the reception room.

Plenty satisfied with himself for once.

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Within the said reception room, Frisk was living their glorious hours. The guy named Morty knew indeed everyone and nobody got forgotten. The residents were globally really satisfied with the new janitor ; although being a little confused about if it was a boy or a girl, they all recognized their obvious ability to adapt to any given situation, their friendliness and, which wasn't the leastest of qualities for some, their quietness. In fact, the ghosts were really wondering how that human managed to be understood by everyone ? They did not see him/her open their mouth to actually talk even once !! But ah, in the end it didn't really matter. They were optimistic about...-well, in doubt- them, anyway. The atmosphere was sincerely light (ironically---hum.).

But as the presentations went along, the professor E. Gadd, who was keeping himself apart from the assembly, in a corner where he had a wide sight of the entire room, surrounded with complex instruments, seemed himself, less and less satisfied. The goobs who were providing the service were gossiping between themselves about how much he looked like he was searching for something and couldn't find it.

To the point where the friendly festivities got brutally interrupted when he jumped out of his seat and bulled towards the ghosts, arguing that something was not right.

''Wha- What's wrong, Professor ??'' asked the gal called Chambrea, confused. ''Everyone is having a good time. What's the matter ?''

''If something is wrong ? Yes something is definitely wrong. Don't you fellows ghosts sense like, I don't know... There's something off in that room ?''

''... ... ...''

''... Steward's... missing ?'' risked someone, bewildered.

''I don-''

''Not anymore~ !🎵'' whistled the interested, who just made his entry through the door-

''I DON'T FRICKING CARE ABOUT STEWARD !!'' shouted the professor, way more violently than he intended. Ignoring the shook he just caused in the gasping audience (and without even a look for poor Steward), he went on : ''What I mean is... Did really none of you guys perceive some strange presence, or aura, around 'Frick' here ?''

''...No, professor. ''Answered a tall purple ghost in costume in the coldest of tones. ''Why ,professor ?''

''Really ?'' enchained the said professor, totally oblivious to the inner menace. ''None of you did notice anything unusual with 'Frick' ? Nothing else than him (or her...?) ?? Utterly, positively, absolutely sure ???''

''Yes, professor.'' completed a rich-looking yellow ghost lady, in a similar tone. ''None of us. Why that question, professor ? Was there something you did not tell us, professor ?''

''...Bad timing.''

The scientist brutally turned away, gathered some of his instruments, and busted out of the room -nearly jostling away poor Steward, who glared at him suspiciously- while repeating over and over : ''Bad timing. Bad timing. Bad timing.''

Bad timing.

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🌼~End of Chapter 1~🌼

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Thank you very much for having read it all until the end. I hope my style did not bore you. And that you liked the plot.🥰

Love you all.

(Phew, it was really exhausting... Hope it was worth it at least^^''')

#undertale #crossover lm3 #lm3 #chara #ghost chara #adult frisk #Chara's Resort #fanfic

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kryptsune · 5 years

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Frisky’s WTU mini vent

🌼So I rarely do these. I just need to get a specific set of topics off my chest. Don’t worry I am not sad or angry just a little... frustrated. I did a HUGE post about this a while back and I am posting it again. Look I know how it looks trust me. Just... please... give the fic, the characters, the relationships a chance. That is all I ask. I know it is a lot to read and I know there are some unsavory parts but they are there for very specific reasons. I am just really tired of people coming to me on AO3 or otherwise legitimately upset with either me not tagging it as something they want or otherwise. Please understand my frustrations and to those that read this entire thing, thank you >////<

🌼I have a few things I want to discuss and talk about considering that I do not want this to become an issue. Look I made WTU M for a reason. It is dark and has adult themes and content (though admittedly not even close to some of the stuff I have seen or read). It is not a fic for the faint of heart. This story will not change and I am not going to conform to people’s scrutiny either. Let me first start by stating that I make specific things vague for a reason. Those that have followed this blog for a while will remember my explanation as to why violence happens the way it does. I don’t feel I need to justify anything to my readers. If you have questions I am more than happy to address them. That said to have someone skim the fic after the notorious chapter 6 and write in the comments irks me.

Guys the material and that frickin scene is not lost on me trust me and before anyone gets high and mighty with me in regards to Sans and Frisk let me explain why this scene exists and attempt to explain Sans actions in a spoiler-free way. I will not sugar coat that it is extremely difficult for me to do so and I will do my best. I also want to point out that I am in no way justifying his actions what I am trying to do is explain the two very different mindsets that exist in this world and how that clash causes ch 6 and how it is dealt with.

Why do I make certain things vague? I suppose that is a good place to start. The whole point of my lack of clarity is supposed to have the reader (that is all of you) come to your own conclusions. There are a lot of themes in WTU and making assumptions and judgments is a big one. You are supposed to take a side that is the whole point. You can choose to be like Chara or you can choose to be like Frisk. Now I know what happened in that chapter concerned a lot of people specifically because it gives off that abusee falling in love with their abuser vibe. That is not the case at all and I want to make this perfectly clear, I DO NOT APPROVE ANY SUCH RELATIONSHIP IN THE SLIGHTEST. IT IS HORRIBlE AND I WOULD NEVER EVER EVER EVEN THINK ABOUT THAT TOPIC IN ANY OTHER WAY THAN DISGUSTING. If it bothers you so much why is it in the fic especially since it is marked as Frans? Oh boy howdy, do I wish that I didn’t have to even write it. It made me sick for weeks as I attempted to handle that chapter and the one following it. I do not take these things lightly and I never will. I can not go into detail as to why the scene is in there however what I can say is that it is important and by important I mean there is no workaround (trust me I have tried it just does not have the same impact). Let me explain why this is: 1. Humans and monsters are different. They have different moral standards. One thing to them is different for humans due to biology and culture. Monsters who want kids need to both desire that outcome. Anything else is just fun/way to pass the time/ relief. What Sans does is not out of malice. In his mind, he doesn’t see the situation the same way Frisk does or us for that matter. That is the point. I am not justifying what he does, far from, and I want to be perfectly clear that it is there for a reason. It is vital to his and others character development. Sans is not a bad character. He is a conflicted character. One that is aggressive due to (plot spoilers) and backstory. If I explained it I feel people would understand but I am not going to do that as it would ruin more than 2/3 of the entire story.

2. There are consequences to his actions. Oh, boy is there. I won’t state what they are but trust me when I say his actions both in the physical violence and the sexual hit him hard and for a very VERY long time.

3. This is not solely a Frans fic. Firstly, people tend to automatically assume that this is all Frans shipping when it is actually quite the opposite. This is a story about how that comes to be but I won’t sugar coat anything in it. I treat my readers like adults and I will continue to do so. Second in this point is that Frisk does not fall in love with Sans… there is a reason I use Sans instead of Red. Sans is the person she first meets, the horrible monster that does all the things I have alluded to before. Red is not. Yes, they are the same person physically but not emotional/mentally. The point is that he changes and grows and sees a side to himself that he can not stand. Said situation is just the straw that breaks the camels back. After the events of Book 1, there is at least a 5-year gap. At that point, the past is in the past.

4. The story is not to its rebuttal yet. What do I mean by that? Well, the truth of the matter is this is an incomplete PUBLISHED story. I know exactly what I am doing and it is planned from start to finish. My readers do not. I do things in a very specific fashion that holds purpose and relevance for characters or chapters to come. Waterfall is a big one and eventually you will see what I am talking about as it will further dive into chapter 6s purpose. What I will say is this, after this scene in Waterfall the dynamic changes for the better. I promise you. I know some people are holding out for the hope that Sans will stop his shit. I can promise that to you, he will.

5. It is a work of fiction. This is a big one. There are plenty of novels or fictional works out there that have these kinds of material in them but something like that gets a pass while I get scrutinized? How is that remotely fair? I will handle the topic with respect and maturity as I always have. I have had people go through this and being a victim myself I understand where these kinds of comments come into play. That said. I can’t say this enough that it is important and I treat it as such. If it still bothers you and you want a further explanation as to the reasons I cannot state message me. I will explain. I am not doing so publically as I know people who don’t want the story spoiled.

After all of that, all I can say is that you can choose not to read it if it bothers you that much. What I ask is that you respect my decisions as an author and take a step back. There are very few that know the full story and I keep it that way for a reason. The first book in the Welcome to the Underworld series is not for everyone. That is the point. It is meant to make you think and reflect just like the characters I am writing for. At the end of the day, you can either trust me in these decisions or not that is entirely up to you but I ask that you give me a chance and opportunity. I am very open with my work I am more than happy to clear up things privately for others. Guys, I put my heart and soul into his fic and those that really enjoy it I appreciate your continued support. We are all on this roller coaster ride together and I am thankful so many have stayed on with me. It is always darkest before the dawn everyone, hang in there. Book 2 is pretty much all fluffy drabbles or mini stories. There is a reason I call the Underground the Underworld instead. It is supposed to have many allusions to Hell for both it’s inhabitants and it’s human captee. The darkness that I place in the story is supposed to make the good and happy all that more meaningful and impactful. I hope that eventually others begin to see those underlying themes. Thank you for reading this if you went through this word wall. I just felt like I needed to explain this a little further to avoid any unsavory conclusions.

#frisky speaks #mini rant #vent #WTU #Welcome to the Underworld #frans #sans x frisk #Red is doing his best ok?#please give them all a chance #That is literally one of the messages in the fic

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popatochisssp · 5 years

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Snips & Snails 3/7

Series: Undertale, Horrortale Relationship(s): Frisk & Flowey Chapter Warnings: Referenced violence, mention of death, discussion of suicidal thoughts not acted on

You are not you. At least...not the you that you think you are.

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JUSTICE

You’re going to see an old…friend.

That seems like the best word for what he was to you, all those years ago.

You’re not sure a better one exists that properly encompasses……everything……but it’s close enough for you.

So, you’re going to see your friend.

The journey isn’t as far as you remembered, the hike not as exhausting. You suppose it makes sense—it’s been a long time, and time has changed you. You’re older now, with longer legs and bigger lungs that make it so much easier than the last time you did this.

Not easy, though.

You don’t think going back up to Mt. Ebott could ever be easy.

But you go anyway, because it’s been too long and you want to see your friend.

Even if it means you have to climb down into the hole in spite of the temptation, you’re ready to do it if that’s what it’ll take.

Fate has other plans for you, though. You hear his voice before you even get anywhere near the entrance to the Underground.

“……Frisk?”

You turn and smile because there he is, looking almost the same as the last time you saw him.

His eyes are wary and haunted, mouth twisted in a confused grimace as he stares at you. His stem is maybe more wilted and his petals are showing a little more foxing than before, but you’d know him anywhere.

You say hi to Flowey.

“‘Hi’?” he echoes in disbelief. “Hi?! That’s all you’ve got to say after you just…disappeared for fifty years?!”

You say you’re pretty sure it hasn’t been that long and that he’s exaggerating.

“Who cares if I’m exaggerating!” Flowey snaps, his petals fluffing up at you. “What the heck are you even doing here?!”

You tell him that you wanted to see him again, to make sure he was doing okay.

You’re not very surprised that after a long pause, he laughs at you.

“You’re…you’re joking, right?” he demands, with that ‘you idiot’ face that wasn’t one of the things you’d missed about him. “I’m really supposed to believe—hahaha—that you caaaaare about me?”

You shrug.

“What are you really here for?” Another face you were never fond of, smug and demeaning, like he was catching you in a lie. “I bet you fiiiinally changed your mind about letting me go, huh? Wanted to add just oooone more layer of monster dust to that cute little knife you found—where is it, Frisky? You can show your old pal, Flowey…”

You can’t, actually. You don’t have it anymore and you’re not even sure where it is.

You threw it away somewhere, in an alley, you think. You don’t remember it very well, with the tears blurring your vision as you ran as fast and as far as you could away from Ebott.

You do wish you’d kept it now, if only to chuck it into a fire until the dusty plastic melted away to nothing.

Knowing that it’s still out there somewhere, maybe in the hands of some other kid who’s playing with it, having no idea that their toy had ended so many lives…

It fills you with regret.

You tell Flowey that the knife is gone and you don’t want to dust anymore monsters.

He scoffs at you.

“What’s with this ‘Angel of Mercy’ schtick all of a sudden?” he demands. “I don’t get it! You looked like you were having lots of fun playing the ‘Angel of Death’ back then—just RESET already if you’re finally done with it! Who needs this stupid, boring…lonely…timeline, anyway?!”

Oh, poor Flowey.

You shouldn’t have left him alone up here, all by himself for so long.

There’s a lot of things you shouldn’t have done.

But you tell Flowey that you…can’t RESET anymore.

The power is gone, and it has been for a very, very long time. You don’t know how or why or where it went, but you can’t go back anymore.

You can’t fix anything.

Flowey stares at you. He looks so much like Asriel so young, almost scared by your words.

“…quit…quit trying to trick me, Chara,” he says. “That’s not…that’s not a funny joke!”

Flowey doesn’t even seem to notice the name slip, but you do.

You don’t correct him.

You’ve gotten too familiar with the feeling of calling for family that…won’t ever come.

Chara’s been so quiet in your soul these past few years. You’re not even sure they’re still with you, and you like to think that they…finally moved on, wherever it is souls go when they can’t come back anymore.

It’s probably for the best: you know what it would’ve taken to fully wake them back then, killing everybody in the Underground, and you never quite had what it would’ve taken to pull that off.

You might’ve, eventually, if the RESET power had stayed. You don’t like thinking about that.

But as lost to you as Chara is, the RESETs are lost, too, and you’re not playing a trick.

You tell Flowey so, that you’ve tried to use it, to go back and do things over, but…nothing happens, now.

It’s gone.

Flowey…doesn’t seem to know how to feel about that.

His incredibly expressive face cycles through at least a hundred emotions—you catch some fear, some confusion, and some other things you can’t put a name to, but eventually he settles on anger.

“Wh…what do you mean, it’s gone?” he demands. “If you don’t…then…then I should have it! I was Determined before you came and wrecked everything! So where is it?! Where’d it go?!”

He puts on his spooky face and bellows at you.

“TIME-ALTERING, GODLIKE POWER DOESN’T JUST DISAPPEAR, FRISK!”

Funny: that seemed so much scarier back when you were a kid.

You know now that it’s just a mask, the defense-mechanism of a battered little flower trying to look bigger and scarier than he is.

You wish Flowey was bigger. You think you’d like to be able to give him a hug.

You tell him that the time-altering, godlike power did disappear. Maybe you waited too long after that last run, maybe you’re not Determined enough to RESET the world anymore and maybe…nobody is?

You never fully understood your power and you know Flowey didn’t either—neither of you ever tried to understand what it was or how it worked, it was…

Back then, it was just something you did for fun, like…like a video game.

You tell Flowey you understand what he was thinking all those years ago; why he thought the way he did.

When there’s no consequences, you can do anything you want and not feel bad about it, even the most heinous things that you’d like to think you’d never do. You can hurt people, just to see what happens, what changes, how everybody else reacts.

It’s fascinating and easy and fun, you felt the same way.

…Until all the consequences came rushing back.

You laugh, a little sadly, and tell Flowey that you were planning on another RESET, a lot more RESETs after that last time. You were going to try so many more things, you…

Haha, you were…you were going to see what happened if you only killed Papyrus, but let everyone else go. You were excited to see what changed.

How messed up is that?

You never expected this timeline to be the one that stuck.

Flowey actually looks a little cowed by your genuine remorse. He probably spent all this time thinking you’d just killed a bunch of monsters and left because you didn’t care at all, never to return.

You don’t blame him for not knowing what to say to you now.

“What…” Flowey trails off, trying to find a better way to ask you his question. “If you knew then…that it was gonna be the last one…how would you have done it?”

What a question.

You’ve asked it of yourself before and you know the answer, all the way down to your soul.

You tell Flowey that you would’ve wanted the good ending, the one you got that very first time.

Everyone made it to the surface, then. Nobody died: Undyne and Alphys were girlfriends, and Mettaton got to be a big superstar for humans, and Mom—……

Toriel tucked you into bed at night and left a slice of butterscotch cinnamon pie for you if you were still sleeping when she finished it.

“……I don’t remember that one,” Flowey admits quietly. “I…you must’ve…erased my memories, too.”

Of course you had.

He’d asked you to…and you still thought of him as a friend.

“Did…did I make it up to the surface, too? That time?”

It’s such a small, vulnerable question.

It’s hard to remember at times like these that Flowey doesn’t have a soul, that he isn’t the same soft-hearted crybaby kid you only got to meet the one time.

The compassion must show on your face because Flowey scowls at you, hastily adding, “I bet I didn’t! You just left me Underground to rot, huh? What good am I for your big, fat happy ending, right?”

You tell him he didn’t make it to the surface, but only because he asked you to leave him there.

You can tell he’s disappointed. You can tell he’s hurt and a lot more upset about it than he would ever admit.

Instead, he huffs, crossing his leaves over his stem. “Yeah, I bet I did,” he grumbles. “It sounds like a shitty ending, probably…probably lots of dumb, idiot monsters just smiling and hugging all the time up here in the sun. I bet I stayed Underground just to get away from ‘em…”

You’re not buying it.

Flowey might be soulless, but he’s a better person than he likes to admit.

You ask him if he hates all the other monsters so much, then why did he work so hard to keep them alive?

That startles him.

“Wh…what!” He cackles at you, like you said something stupid. “What are you talking about? I didn’t!”

But he did. You looked it up.

The years after you lost your RESET power, when you were still running away and hiding from everything… the amount of ‘disappearances’ around Mt. Ebott spiked. Humans used to go missing every few years around the summit, but after, when the monster famine must’ve just been starting Underground…

Humans started falling every couple of months.

You tell Flowey that you don’t think that’s a coincidence or an accident. You still remember how you fell into the Underground.

You tripped on a vine.

You can’t imagine how much Determination Flowey must’ve used to keep the monsters from starving to death right away, how hard it must’ve been to reach beyond the Barrier and—

“I didn’t!”

You pause and find Flowey glaring down at the ground, pointedly not looking at you.

“I didn’t…go through the Barrier,” he slowly mutters. “The vines were…they’re not even mine, they were just…already…passing through the Barrier and I could…maybe…make the outside parts…move a little…”

You smile. Flowey saved so many lives with just ‘a little’ thing like that.

“It…! It was for fun!” he snaps at you. “It was hilarious watching those stupid humans fall and get hunted and die! It’s not like I was saving monsters on purpose, or anything!”

Of course. Your mistake.

“Yeah! Because! How boring would it be Underground if I didn’t even have anybody to laugh at, right?”

Probably about as boring and lonely as it’s been living on this mountain after all the monsters left it.

But you don’t say that part.

You let him have this one and take the trowel out of your backpack.

“What…what the heck is that for?!” Flowey demands.

You tell him that you’re taking him with you.

“Why?!”

Because…there’s a lot of wrongs that you can’t right anymore.

So many of the people you called your friends are dead now because of what you did and you can’t fix that.

The ones that are even still alive ended up so hurt because of you that they’d probably never be able to call you a ‘friend’ again, at least not in thislife.

You…haltingly, you admit to Flowey that you’ve had thoughts… About diving down into the hole in Ebott again, except maybe this time, the golden flowers wouldn’t cushion your fall.

You thought that maybe if you did that, your soul would refuse to die like it always had before and you could finally go back and fix everything.

…And if it didn’t, well…at least it would all be over for you.

“So go try it then!” Flowey screeches as you start to dig around him. “Nobody would care after what you did to them all! Nobody would miss you! Go kill yourself and leave me alone!”

No, you won’t.

That’s not fair, it’s not the right thing to do—for anyone.

Your death doesn’t fix anything. It never has before and it won’t now, especially if it’s as permanent this time as you think it would be.

Living and trying to do better, though…

It’s the hardest thing you can think of, living with the weight of all your sins, but it also feels like the best sort of penance you can offer.

Everybody else you’ve wronged has long since moved on with their lives, getting better and finding good things for themselves. You checked.

The skeletons brothers are your favorite success story: Papyrus has made a name for himself as the very first monster RN, and Sans just got married, to a human. You’re so happy for them.

There’s really only one monster that isn’t in a better place now, and you know if you tried to visit Undyne in prison, you showing up would just make things worse for her instead of better. For her sake (and a little bit of your own), you’re staying very far away from her.

But maybe there’s one more monster that you can do better for, somebody who never got his happy ending even when everybody else did.

And you can’t help him if he’s still stuck up here on this awful mountain.

Flowey sneers at you as you gently settle him into a flowerpot.

“Ohhhh,” he coos, “how sweet and noble of you, Frisk! My hero!” He gives a fake retching noise for added effect. “What are you gonna do for me, huh? Make me a new soul? ‘cause I’m still a soulless abomination, y’know! You can’t just huuuuug that out of me!”

You laugh and tell him that you can try!

Flowey squints at you suspiciously. “…Try what?” he asks. “To hug the soullessness out of me? Or try to…make me a new soul?”

You’re not sure yet—but you’re still young, with your whole life ahead of you and even without the RESET power, you’ve got plenty of time to figure it out.

“Pfft, sure, whatever! You’re just trying to make yourself feel better,” Flowey accuses you, “like you’re actually a good person or something. Ha!”

You know he’s trying to bait you, and you don’t let him.

Really, you tell him, you just wanted a Player 2 for your new game.

Slyly, you add that Yoshi’s in it.

“………he is?”

You nod, Yoshi and Princess Peach and Mario—

“Mario sucks!” Flowey says heatedly. “Stupid mustache guy, Yoshi would kick his butt if they ever fought!”

You ask him if he wants to test that out and watch him go almost starry-eyed.

“It’s a fighting game…?”

It sure is.

“W…well then! Hurry up, what’re we still doing here?!” He smirks at you. “Unless you’re scared you’re gonna lose!”

He laughs and it sounds so much like Asriel that it feels like your soul squeezes in your chest.

You spare just one more moment to mourn everything you lost—the ‘best’ ending that’s gone forever—but you let it go, out into the air like a whoosh of breath.

There’s no going back anymore, just moving forward.

And the future…your future is still full of possibilities.

Missing scene from Fur a Good Time, Call…

A/N: Frisk meant to end on a Pacifist run, but they lost the power to RESET halfway through their experimenting. Why did it go away...? Anyone's guess!

Maybe the Player abandoned the game...

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The Heaven We Didn’t Choose, Chapter 7: In Which Skeletons are Explained

...From a scientific and magical point of view, of course.

First: Chapter 1: In Which a Child Makes a Friend

Previous: Chapter 6: In Which Everybody Threatens Sans

Next: Chapter 8: In Which The Internet is Invoked

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By the time Sans tracked down Attie (who had somehow crawled into the dryer and was rocking herself back and forth) it was after 1:00.

This was a problem, he realized as he consulted the schedule Undyne had pinned to a cupboard with a paring knife. Lunch was supposed to end at 1:00, and he had no idea what to even start cooking.

“Can I have a hot dog?” Attie asked. “You make hot dogs, right?”

“Uh...sure, but…”

“Okay! Where are they?”

“I don’t think I…” He checked the fridge, just in case. The shelves, to his surprise, had actual groceries on them. Huh. Someone must’ve stocked up. Half of this stuff he didn’t even recognize. Weird.

To his everlasting shock, one drawer held a six-pack of ‘dogs. On the package was a pink sticky note covered with Boss’s handwriting:

YOU CAN HAVE HOT DOGS FOR NO MORE THAN ONE MEAL PER DAY, SANS. BUNS ARE IN THE CUPBOARD. ~THE G&T PAPYRUS

Ooooookay.

Sure enough, a quick survey of the cupboards (also stocked with more food than Sans was used to seeing) turned up a package of buns - the good kind, not the cheap tasteless things he threw on the ‘dogs at his stand.

Cooking them properly was...more work than he really wanted. He didn’t have a rolling warmer in the apartment, and he didn’t want to wait for the ‘dogs to slow cook anyways. He slipped both ‘dogs into their buns and stuck them in the microwave for half a minute.

Amazingly, the ‘dogs didn’t explode (unlike most things he microwaved). He sent out a tentative thread of magic to feel for temperature, not trusting his bones to give him an accurate read. It felt...less than boiling hot, but beyond that he wasn’t sure.

“Uh, here, kid. Bone appetite, heh. Careful; not sure if it’s hot.”

“Okay!” Attie grabbed the ‘dog with both hands, took a big bite, and winced. “Iff a liffle hoff,” she said, mouth full. She swallowed anyways, so he wasn’t too worried.

“Hey, kid; if that’s too hot for ya, wanna see somethin’ cool?”

“Sure,” she said, before taking another huge bite.

Sans opened his mouth, tilted his head back, and shoved the entire hot dog, bun and all, into his mouth. He felt his magic protesting - he wasn’t really made to do this - but he ignored the discomfort and resisted the urge to cough.

Attie was staring at him with huge eyes, a half-chewed bite of hot dog visible in her mouth. He waited a moment for his magic to dissolve the ‘dog enough to talk, then laughed at her. “What, you can’t do that?”

“No,” she said around her masticated food. She closed her mouth, realizing her error, then chewed and swallowed with a thoughtful look on her face.

Sans knew that look.

The girl held the remaining half of her ‘dog out to him. “Teach me,” she demanded.

“Yeah, no, kid.”

“Why not?”

“Humans aren’t built like us. You’ll choke yourself, then Undyne’ll kill me, then Boss’ll kill me, then your mom and her mom’ll kill me. I’ll be super dead.”

“You’re silly, Mr. Sans.”

“Yep. That’s me, regular comedian.”

“Teach me!”

"No, kid!”

“Please?”

“No!”

“Pretty please with a cherry on top?” She blinked rapidly, her lower lip extended.

“What, is that supposed to make me more willing to teach you how to suffocate on ‘dogs? Hell no, kid! And stop making that face; the lip shit is super creepy!”

“Awww,” Attie muttered, dejected, to her ‘dog.

“Tell ya what. You finish your ‘dog, and when it’s science time I’ll tell you all about how a skeleton can eat a whole ‘dog at once. Okay?”

“Okaaaaay.” She finished her meal in the largest bites possible, sending herself into more than one coughing fit.

Science wasn’t next on the list, though. Next was something called Grammar, which Attie tried her best to wiggle out of. She wouldn’t capitulate until Sans reminded her that she couldn’t see her mom until her schoolwork was done.

Schoolwork went by very quickly after that.

He wasn’t sure how much of it was actually correct - according to the note Undyne had left, the worksheets would be delivered to Tori for grading - but he was impressed by her speed.

True to his word, he spent the entire 45-minute “Science” time slot sitting at the dining room table explaining what he knew about a skeleton’s magical digestive system. He even let Attie drop things into his mouth - jelly beans, mostly, after they found some in the cupboard and he accidentally revealed that he’d never eaten them before - so she could see that they vanished instead of dropping out the bottom of his skull.

“You don’t look like a real skeleton,” Attie said, peering intently at the juncture where his skull met his spine. “You’re shaped really different.”

“I promise you, I am 100% a real skeleton. I just don’t look like a human skeleton.” And if he had a buck for every time he’d had to explain that to a human he’d have a whole herd.

“That’s what I meant, sorry.” She narrowed her eyes, then leaned over and slapped both hands to Sans’s cheeks.

He flinched, hard, but the impact - despite its force - did no actual damage. He stifled the urge to slap her hands away. “What’chu up to, huh?”

“Your face feels funny.” She tapped her fingertips against his cheekbones. “You feel kinda soft.”

He growled. He wasn’t used to being touched, and having someone - even someone so small - put her hands on his face was really uncomfortable. “You can stop that now, kid. Don’t make me remove you.”

She paused, then looked him in the eye sockets. She must have been able to read some part of his expression because she snatched her hands away and sat back into her chair. “Sorry, Mr. Sans.”

“‘Tsokay. Just...don’t do that again, yeah? You wouldn’t want me to put my hands all over your face, would’ja? No? Then don’t do it to other people.”

“But you’re so cool!"

He coughed. “That’s no excuse, kid. You gotta ask before you do that to someone.”

“Why?”

“It’s...polite?”

She tilted her head to the side. “But you don’t care about being polite. You’re a asshole.”

“Just...it’s...yer mom’d kill me if I taught you bad habits, okay? And it makes people uncomfortable, and I know you’re too young to really understand yourself in relation to others but you don’t do things like that, okay? You’ll learn as you get older.”

“Okay.”

“And it’s kinda rude to call people assholes. Just...while we’re on the topic.”

She giggled. “Okay. But you still are one.”

“You got that right.”

Silence.

He rubbed the back of his vertebrae. “Ooookay, then. Uh, what’s left on the list?”

Attie ran into the kitchen and consulted the note. “Art!” she called back.

“Huh? Art? What kind of pansy school bullshit is that?”

The girl stomped back into the dining room. “My favorite."

“...Oh.” He pondered this. “So...what do you do for ‘art?’ I don’t know a damn thing, but isn’t art pictures and stuff?” Hadn’t Boss called his spaghetti ‘art’ at some point? Did that count?

“I mean...I guess I can color,” she said. “I have my coloring pencils in my bag!”

“Okay, but...aaaand she’s gone.” Sans pondered chasing after the kid, but decided it would be too much effort. He was tired. Between keeping up with Attie and texting Frisk periodically throughout the day, he really just wanted a nap.

She returned a few minutes later with a box of pencils and a pad of paper. She didn’t say anything or ask questions - a miracle, given how the rest of her schoolwork had gone - but instead hummed to herself as she emptied the box of pencils across the table and began to draw.

The scratching of the paper and the off-key humming was...strangely calming, actually…

“Mr. Sans!”

“Hrk-wha?” He sat up quickly and looked around. When had he put his head on the table?

Attie was leaning towards him. Her pencils were packed up and sitting neatly atop a small pile of loose papers. “You were asleep,” she said.

“Oh. Uh, sorry, kid.”

“‘Tsokay. Mommy takes naps sometimes too. I don’t usually take naps anymore ‘cause I’m a big girl now, but Mommy says that sometimes grown-ups work too hard and have to take naps.”

“Yeah, sometimes.” He was feeling pretty groggy.

“Also, your phone was ringing.”

“Shit!” He dug around in his pocket until he found the offending hunk of metal.

“Bad word!” Attie howled.

Frisky Dreamer 3:25 PM Sans, you’re late for your check-in. Just because I’m drugged into unconsciousness does not excuse you not sending an update and stuff. I am so high right now Ignore that last one

Frisky Dreamer 4:03 PM Sans, I haven’t heard from you in two horse. Hours.

Frisky Dreamer 4:22 PM SNAS, ANSER UR DAM PHONE!

“Uh, kid? Don’t you have a phone too?”

“No...oh! Wait!” She pushed herself back from the table and tottered off down the hallway. Sans sighed and tapped out a message.

You 4:26 PM Were doing art Kid really drew me into it

The response was immediate.

Frisky Dreamer 4:26 PM You fell asleep again, didn’t you.

You 4:27 PM Hey do u wanna have us come visit u or not

Frisky Dreamer 4:27 PM Whatever.

He grinned. Apparently, that worked on both mother and daughter. Speaking of which… “Kid? You find that phone? We need to head out if we’re gonna go see your mom.”

“I found it!” She returned with the phone in all its pink and blue glory. “I have a message from Mommy, see?”

There was, indeed, a message from Frisk asking (in a much nicer tone) how her day was going.

“Hey, what’s that less-than-three thing mean?”

“Oh. It’s a soul! See?” She held the phone on its side.

“That’s...weird. And isn’t that upside down?” Sans flipped the phone on its other side.

“But I’m a human! Our souls go the other way.”

“Oh. Right. Anyways, are you ready to go see yer mom? I’d better let her see for herself that you’re in one piece. I don’t think she believes that I haven’t eaten you yet.”

Attie giggled, but awkwardly bundled into her coat and shoes anyways. She seemed to be struggling with her shoelaces. It was funny to watch.

“You, uh, got that, kid?”

“Maybe. These aren’t my favorite shoes. My favorite shoes are pink and they have flowers on them and they light up when I walk, which is why they’re my favorite. Those ones have velcro on them so I don’t have to tie them, but these ones just have shoelaces.”

Sans nodded noncommittally. He briefly considered helping her but…

...Nah.

She eventually knotted them into submission and tucked the ends of the laces inside the top of her shoes. Shrugging, she grabbed the stack of papers and tucked them under her arm. “Okay! I’m ready!”

“Uh...what’s with that stuff, kid? I thought that was your art.”

“It is! I drew pictures for Mommy. I’m gonna show her and see if she can hang them up in her hospital room. She usually hangs them up on the ‘frigerator, but there isn’t a ‘frigerator in her room I don’t think.”

“Fair enough. Okay, you ready?”

“Yep!”

He put both hands on her shoulders. “One, two,” and... teleport.

Attie grabbed onto his arms for support when they reappeared in a protected nook across the street from Ebott Medical Pavilion. “Oh! That time it wasn’t so bad!”

“Yeah. You should get used to it soon enough.”

“That’s pretty cool! Can you teach me how to do that...that…”

“‘Ts called ‘teleporting,’ kid. Disappearing and reappearing in a different place, kinda like the world’s best shortcut. It’s a bit more complicated than that, but...it can get pretty sciencey. And no, I’m pretty sure I can’t teach you how to do that, either.”

She pouted all the way up to her mom’s room.

He opened the door first, not wanting to interrupt anything, but Frisk was awake. And waiting, of course. “Sans,” she said in a tone that brooked no argument, “Why don’t you come on in.”

He came right the heck on in, one hand guiding Attie in front of him. “Say ‘hi’ to yer mom, kid.”

The girl paused for a moment, staring at her mother. Frisk did look pretty bad still. Sans hoped Attie wasn’t going to scream or cry or cause a fit; he knew he’d be blamed if she did.

“Hi,” she said in a very quiet voice.

Frisk smiled. It was the same smile she’d worn earlier when he sent her the picture of Attie and Undyne, and he fought the urge to look away. “Hey, baby girl. Won’t you come up and give me a hug?”

“I-I don’t wanna hurt you when you’re sick.”

“I’ll be okay. Just make it a gentle hug. No jumping.”

The little girl tiptoed up to the bed, leaned up, and gently put her arms around her mother. They both sighed at the same time.

“Now what did you bring me? Oh-Sans, chair.” She gestured towards the aforementioned furniture, which had been moved against a wall.

Sans sat.

“I brought you pictures!” Attie said. She laid out each page individually on the bed, covering the blanket almost entirely. “This is the room where I slept last night. See? It’s full of skeleton stuff! It belongs to a guy called Mr. Boss, but Undie said that wasn’t his real name.”

“It isn’t,” Frisk said. “His real name is Papyrus. But go ahead.”

“Oh, right. This is Mr. Pa-py-rus’s room. He let me sleep on his bed, ‘cause he said Mr. Sans’s room was pretty messy. It is, y’know.”

“Oh? When were you in Sans’s room?”

“I hid in there before lunch. Mr. Boss - I mean, Mr. Pa-py-rus - came in and was beating up Mr. Sans because of paperwork. Then Mr. Pa-pyrus tried to fight me until Mr. Sans finished the paperwork.” She held up another picture. From his vantage point, Sans could barely see three blobby figures: two black and red, one blue and pink and black. “See? Mr. Pa-pyrus is trying to fight me ‘cause I told him not to beat up Mr. Sans. Mr. Sans finished the paperwork before he stopped talking. He talked a whole lot, more than Granny Ree does sometimes.”

“Papyrus...tried to fight you.”

“Yeah. I was kinda mad that Mr. Sans did paperwork instead of saving me, but it’s all better now.”

“What?”

“He said ‘I’m sorry, kid’ and I said ‘I forgive you.’ And he said that he would’ve stopped Mr. Papyrus if he’d really started fighting, so it’s okay.”

Frisk pulled her daughter in for another hug. Over the child’s head, she gave Sans a long, intense look. He squirmed in his chair a little.

“Fine. I guess...it’s okay, if you aren’t hurt. I’ll have to have a long talk with Undyne about this, though; I don’t want you in a house where someone’s going to attack you at random.”

“It wasn’t an ‘at random!’ He tried to fight me because I told him not to beat up Mr. Sans. Remember? I told you.”

“That’s right. Hey, Attie, could you do something for me?”

“Yyyep!”

“Can you get me a drink of water? There’s a water fountain at the end of the hallway, out and to your left. Here’s my cup. Go out, fill the cup with water, and come right back so you can show me the rest of the pictures. Don’t spill.”

“Okay, Mommy!” She wiggled off the bed, careful not to wrinkle any of her drawings, and left the two adults alone.

Sans glanced at the side table. “You already have a cup of water,” he muttered.

“That’s not the point. You know that.”

He did. “Look. You know that the best way to get Boss to stand down is to give him what he wants. He wanted paperwork; I finished the damn paperwork. It’s not my fault Undyne changed her schedule without telling me.”

“If you hadn’t fallen asleep in here earlier, you wouldn’t have had to rush.”

“Yeah, well, I wasn’t exactly running on a whole lotta sleep. You know, after carting you and Attie all over town last night.”

Frisk’s hand clenched the blanket over her knee, then relaxed. “I...that isn’t what I wanted to talk with you about. Sans...does that happen on a regular basis?”

“The naps? Well sure. I’m-”

“Not the naps. Don’t play dumb. You know what I’m asking about.”

The look on her face said that she was not in the mood to be messed with; she wanted answers, and she knew he could give them. Strange, that this human was the only one to realize that his stupidity was an act. “...Yeah, I know. And…”

What could he say?

“Sans?”

“Yeah. Just...I don’t know how to answer that. Boss...he gets aggressive when he’s angry, you know? And I’m one of the things that makes him angry the most. It’s my fault, really. You get it, right?” He winked.

Frisk’s expression didn’t change.

“A-anyways, I’ll watch the kid closer. She can...I dunno, hide out in my room when he’s around. I’ll clean up and everything. That way she won’t have to see it.”

“That doesn’t answer my question. I didn’t ask why it happened, or whose fault it was, or how you plan to cover it up. I asked how often it happens."

“...Not as much as you’re thinking, but more than you’d like.”

“How typically vague. Are we talking once a day? A week? A month?”

“Couple times a week? I dunno. I’ve never charted it out.”

“Alright. Alright." Frisk took a deep breath. “That stops now. Whatever you and your brother do when there aren’t kids in the house, that’s your...ah...business-”

“Hey!”

“-but I won’t have the pair of you scarring my daughter. Both of you will be on your best behavior, alright?”

“Yeah, sure.”

“Mommy!” Attie shuffled in with a glass full of water, her tongue peeking out from between her lips and a look of concentration on her face. “I...almost...have...the...water...OOPS!”

She tripped over her own feet and the water spilled.

“Attie!” Frisk was halfway out of bed before she was stopped short by the plastic tubes the doctors had stabbed into her arms.

It didn’t matter much; Attie was floating gently in mid-air, faintly glowing. “Blue!” she cooed.

“Sans,” her mother said, “Put her down. Gently.”

He did.

No one spoke for a long moment.

“I’ll excuse it just this once, because it looked like you were keeping Attie from getting hurt. But if you ever - ever - use blue magic on my daughter again, I will hunt you down. Is that clear?”

“Yeah, Boss.”

Frisk slammed her hand onto the bedside table, causing both Attie and Sans to jump. “I am NOT your BOSS, Sans!”

“Yeah, uh, sure.”

A nurse popped her head into the doorway. “Everything alright in here, sweetie?”

“Yes,” Frisk said. “We’re fine. Sorry to disturb you.”

“Oh, it’s no trouble. Anytime a loved one is sick tempers run high, y’know? Y’all just take a deep breath; no worries. Oh, and visiting time is almost up, unless your honey there wants to stay the night.” The nurse wiggled her eyebrows.

It took Sans a beat to realize that the nurse meant him, not Attie, and he wanted to crawl into his own hood in embarrassment. “Nah, gotta get this kid into bed. Early mornin’ and all that.”

“Alright, then, sweet thang. Y’all take it easy and let me know if you need anything.” She closed the door gently behind her.

Sans carefully avoided looking at the humans.

“Alright, Attie; time for you to go now. Come give Mommy a kiss and head home with Sans, alright?”

There was a shuffle as Attie did as requested. “Can I come see you tomorrow? I didn’t get to show you the rest of the pictures.”

“Maybe. Mommy’s pretty tired. If everything goes well, then yeah.”

“Okay. G’night! Don’t let the bedbugs bite!”

“You too, Attie.”

“I won’t. I bet the bedbugs are scared of Mr. Papyrus.”

“I’m sure they are.”

A small hand in his interrupted Sans’s studied ignorance of the proceedings. He glanced down to find Attie grinning up at him. “Ready to go, kid?”

“Yup!”

“‘Kay, then.” He gently started to tug her out of the room.

She resisted. “Wait! You didn’t say goodbye to Mommy!”

“Uh...bye, kiddo.”

“Her name isn’t kiddo, Mr. Sans.”

“Bye...Frisk?”

The woman on the bed breathed deeply, but didn’t look at him. “Text me when you get home. You owe me a few check-ins.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

They left.

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dermalifeclinicg29 · 5 years

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emilywafflesyay · 7 years

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Post-Undertale Gameplay Content

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jNYsIHGBJzwEmily’s Favorites

Please make sure you’ve either done/watched ALL endings (Neutral, True Pacifist, and Genocide) UNTIL THE END before getting into this stuff!

This list has Comics, Random Undertale Videos, and Songs!

I will be updating this as I find new content, so check back to see new stuff!

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Comics:

Handplates (still in progress), my personal favorite!

Make sure you know who Gaster is (and preferably the theories surrounding him) before reading this! Here’s a good video explaining him: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VB5BeeoO5i0

You can either watch the comic dub up to its end, or read the comic yourself from the beginning.

Dub (Season 1): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2DLwFyVhvYg&t=3050s

Dub (Season 2) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=syj65kJzBbM&t=2s

Comic after the end of the dub of Season 2 (continues up until most recent): http://zarla-s.tumblr.com/post/162764844950/previous-next-what-a-woman-does-is-open

Comic from the beginning (Keep clicking the Next button at the end of each comic to go to the next one. If the Next button isn’t there, go to the index to find the next one.) :

http://zarla-s.tumblr.com/post/144071031447/so-for-how-much-control-gaster-has-over-his

I encourage you to also check out the Handplates Index, scroll down past the plot and check that stuff out too (I really like the Gaster is a big loser section ;D)

http://zarla-s.tumblr.com/post/139516306171/okay-i-get-a-lot-of-questions-about-what-order-the

2. Aftertale (completed)

Comic in order: http://loverofpiggies.tumblr.com/tagged/Aftertalecomic/chrono

3. Insomnia (still in progress)

Make sure you know who Gaster is (and preferably the theories surrounding him) before reading this!

You can either watch the comic dub up to its end (there’s 3 parts), or read the comic yourself from the beginning.

Dub: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uaCTTuAoxUI&t=182s

Dub Part 2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UMC0N8kfAN4&t=94s

Dub Part 3: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sEgN8IlcL-s

Comic after the end of the dub (continues up until most recent): http://wilyart.tumblr.com/post/146526441726/insomnia-beginning-pgs-86-89-previousnext

Comic from beginning: http://wilyart.tumblr.com/post/134693387408/insomnia-pg12-next-confused-yet-hopefully

4. Flavor Text Chara (still in progress)

Make sure you know who Chara is before reading this one!

Comic from beginning: http://flavor-text-chara.tumblr.com/tagged/chara/chrono

5. Glitchtale Animation series (still in progress)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BCzDrlnOYY0

6. The Thought (completed)

You can either watch the comic dub up to its end (this dub is of the full comic), or read the comic yourself from the beginning.

Dub: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nUwEy5t9Wfk

Comic from the beginning: https://tratserenoyreve.tumblr.com/post/135227136600/i-had-a-thought-the-thought-continues-here

7. Reminiscence (still in progress)

Comic from begininning: http://smudgeandfrank.deviantart.com/art/Reminiscence-Undertale-Fan-Comic-Pg-1-578423164

8. Dogs of Future Past (completed)

Make sure you know who Gaster is (and preferably the theories surrounding him) before reading this!

Make sure you know who Chara is before reading this one!

Make sure you know what the hidden/error rooms are before reading! Here’s a video showing them: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LwAWrrmfoJs

Comic from beginning: http://lynxgriffin.tumblr.com/post/142495954273/were-very-very-sorry-that-we-got-it-wrong

9. Nightmaretale (still in progress)

Make sure you know who Chara is before reading this one!

Make sure you know who Gaster is (and preferably the theories surrounding him) before reading this!

You can either watch the comic dub up to its end, or you can read the comic yourself from the beginning.

Dub (Part 1):https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kL4ZRrVjJ7A

Dub (Part 2): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LsVqC0xPZ7g

Comic from beginning: http://xxmileikaivanaxx.deviantart.com/art/Nightmaretale-PG1-582384598

10. Time Scar

Comic from beginning: https://c-puff.deviantart.com/art/Time-Scar-00-624695537

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Random Undertale Youtube videos (these are in no particular order):

Souper https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=23HgOvEYrDc

ECHO animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CUPHqhotql0

RE:Incarnation Animation (by the same person as above) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BC9Qi6Jyel8

Asriel plays Hopes and Dreams https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y9M1e_zxPw8

UnderCube Papyrus https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JP0KxluM1Q4

Undyne the Untrying animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oh3CbKjmIi8

Funny Bones animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kn840AIPbLE

Disbelief Papyrus https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VC-yGc8WQfc&t=408s

Hopes and Dreams animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7n9zJKhTeaU

UNDERTALE but every time you do something bad, Toriel judges you https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VhlkYoSKgAM

Sans and Papyrus- 7 years old https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LLzH5TjNlVA

Omega Flowey as midi https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4aSiAjWzlHA

Neutral Route Judgements are Underrated https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eagMbVOgeTw

Sans loves music animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7izMEAkUaMM

Mettaton is an imperfect machine animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EmIpwbOdn00

Undertale Anniversary animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mQRboZwDrOI

Undyne the Undying animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hkKFFY3cfPo

Undyne the Undying animation (2) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XEkisZXO3pM

A beautiful day animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AjFijrXaxkg

Final breath animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jNTO2WTVEnE

The Last Sentence animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E0rAcWQuloA

Judgement Hall Animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DXOnbjzy2mc&t=104s

Broken Promise animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kvLniBdlxaY

Brand new Day animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g1fby0wqzPY

Enemy fire animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dxk3mGd5raQ

Control animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rmS1XUi9Ss

Monsters on the Surface animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gNUAU7P6Wmw

Living situation animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tgk3uw0p2_E

Sans vs Chara animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cOpVSD0h3j4

Papyrus finds a Human animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_zSw1OgD8Rc

Nothing in life matters animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ywYDO6HjALQ

So cool animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KufJZh1KZTs

Mettaton’s Mishap animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jig0zOKCHgk

First time at Grillby’s animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fUgpbXyNt_0

Just a Head animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IoFZqtbdaII

Royal Guard animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nwmrg5IXrsk

Stop Running Away animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ErRLKetB5OI

Hey there Buddy https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VjB1HEYo7g0

Oh my God Sans animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c-3DS4yOFJQ

Fishy Love song animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wQ7myYIkEAI

Pafriskus song animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vV-x-89xrGw

Death by Glamour animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSTcRzpL7pQ&t=164s

Rampaging Undyne animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SoC6eXmY17U

Undertale fan animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O-zXZpnoJZ0

Gives you Hell animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gk5GZBcIlOU

Chara gets dunked on (hoopla) animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UnxaaHzWspA

On days like these animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c938lwjwMnI

Get dunked on animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1LLO4q9CGzw

Fighting Flowey animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ISGz5OfS5s

The Seeds Just Stick to you animatic https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x-c_FbEDZZ4

God Awakens animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hmXyLgEG7UA

All Star animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m7QsKlLLgw0

Chara vs Mettaton NEO animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dqonXTAz0vg&t=1s

When Papyrus isn’t home https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sBzicA5FfxU

Flowey’s Transformation animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HG-RWA1kbk0

Mettaton’s Transformation animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KRPkoCg_84w

Don’t Ever Give Frisk a Kazoo animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R22hKiX-NNQ

Save Him animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vikM4IWpf78

Sans is a Lazy Dick animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R9tXmc4Lpec

Asriel Screemur https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-MYbgjqWWm4&nohtml5=False

Papyrus makes a Mixtape https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=27slbh99jzg&nohtml5=False

Undertale in 60 seconds https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t9miHyGA6rU

Shittytale https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vgmgsr4tFLQ

Sans no animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0568SUVKsH8

Failing Mettaton’s Challenges https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-yPjSMM1y3A&t=621s

Temmie Flakes Commercial https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FvxzKpMHMTQ

The Hole animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8vI4UpmeDQ8

Secret Gaster https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NNQdizB4kL8

Frisk Formally Apologizes for the No Mercy Run https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lHc6Zy7R3EI

How Asriel Lost his Soul https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uYDDOHecUBI

You posed dramatically animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tHnwk2g7j1w

Wake me up Inside https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DEmAvW7bEdM

Don’t Stop Flowey Now https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Xm2DZIRs3M

IT’S ALL GONE TO SHIT https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WXv2hWgfSPU

Dangerous Steak https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PTQetmOrWMU

Frisky Business animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cf2xEsjE7Qk

A word from Gaster animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dUjVTnuuNGU

How Cats got Banned from Snowdin https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KLTjgxDPfN8

Chara and Asriel animation https://youtu.be/tZsAqCK8LFs

Use this to block out all the UT haters https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OYIIsI8Kp48

Basically, the Plot of UNDERTALE https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ySfXoD6pwWA&t=3s

Cooking with Undyne animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oLdblbukrTM

Glitchtale- Scared of Me Joke animatic https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Shj1boXULU

Understrum https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oM-NCBZMZms&t=157s

Ghost Fight animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WKJxIYve4QA

Papyrus makes a Pun to Sans https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PtxxQzkFYAU

Megalomania animation https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5XL4XvnApPc

I have played Undertale for about 2 hours https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wRSsz1JWiaE

Want Some Blades? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O5fnd1h49xI

Sans Jokes in 1 minute..... and 1 second https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kqN4IRJOj18

Undyne is a Sexy Fish https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JxtpKo2rvos

Bailing out of a Genocide run https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oqRfSb_IvZ8

Terrariatale https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DqU1G8sk0Mk

Papyrus good shit https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cVPvIv9bdII

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Songs (not OST, fan made)

Stronger than You (all versions)*(check bottom of page) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=khcA8LTiUnY&t=565s

Determination*(check bottom of page) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HnLdQR36AqI

The Sans Song https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xx-GGQgzCCU

Megalotrousle- Sharax https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kf692zBUOac

Renegade- Sharax https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pbOz-QrVLWk

Megalovania Piano cover * (check bottom of page) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ImKVnZm_yz4

Asrielovania https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sgbwYDhn8R4

To the Bone https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6cx1WaoWQ34

Gaster’s Finale https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FPSgfQGSyUA

Tokyovania- Sharax https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pJSmc19NSgI

Hard Drive https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rdSXXwkuaT0

Megalovania remix https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=THwprYAmsNs

Judgement- a Sans song https://youtu.be/VqdvMqGWX3A

Hopes and Dreams Carnival- Sharax https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9vlfN-wtVkY

It’s Raining Somewhere Else- Sharax https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SUKp7dEDEBE

Snowdin Winter- Sharax https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sP5z0T_nXog

Death Report- Sharax https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rQ2g2ul290

Disbelief Papyrus Phase 1- Interstellar Retribution https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OtNznKhRf88

Disbelief Papyrus Phase 2- Megalo Strike Back https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NjeUyNJ8Nao

Echo- Gaster Remix https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c5fYDG4HN5c

Glitchtale S2 Ep4 Part 1 Love Soundtrack- Love? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E5I667E4GXw

Glitchtale S2 Ep4 Part 1 Love Soundtrack- Regrets https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l79MHVHgl2I

Couldn’t Save- An Asriel song https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TqLzgSYaQGA

Battle Against a True Hero Orchestral w/ Lyrics https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y21UNUo7Wn8

Stay- a Toriel song https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AeJN6jibPNw

Song that Might Play when you Fight Sans remix: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5fzg1Axqpws

Rollingtale (not exactly Undertale related, but at least it’s a catchy song with a cool UT animation!) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LF836NNRrvc

Don’t Go (Same as above! Not Undertale related, but has a great UT animation with it!) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h_qVo7CKZwI

Home Vocal Cover https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HbKrB8F0wY4

Tem Shop Glitch Hop Remix https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EP3HRl4VNh8

Megalovania Orchestral Remix https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jNYsIHGBJzw

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*Stronger than you also has other animations.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZcbO4vfW6rU

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zlM_ESz0yhI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JLPxrW_VXBw&t=102s

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zwB8G9f10hk

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ce6VY1cM3A

*Determination also has other animations.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZZGvhuhut6o&t=107s

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dDft2E_MgoU

*Megalovania Piano Cover also has other versions: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tbLcwBV1L0E&feature=youtu.be

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b2Eru52dsus

#undertale #comics #videos #songs

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asktubbygoatasriel · 7 years

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Hi.I wanna ask a question to both Frisky-bits and Asriel!!!Which part of your chubby goat husbando do you like to cuddle the most,Frisk?His soft doughy tum,his adorable love handles,his pudgy goat cheeks,or all the above?To Asriel where do you like Frisk to rub and caress the most?

frisk: his soft tum! he’s fluffy and it’s the biggest part of his body

asriel:... i don’t really like being rubbed on any part of my flabs, i’m not very much feeling comfortable with my fat (especially in public) but in private.... i’m ok to be rubbed ....hmmm .... tough question....belly-moobs DX ? *blush*

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sephythespooky · 7 years

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Library Cards (a reader/sans fic) Part 3

((we meet classic sans finally.))

(first/previous/next)

You followed Toriel’s car (a cute convertible Mustang in a sweet soft pink) into the housing edition that monsters had built for themselves almost overnight. Surface Home was actually the most peaceful neighborhood in all of Ebbot City, and you were so excited to be here. The monsters were so friendly, waving at Toriel as she drove by and giving you nervous but hopeful smiles when you got out in front of her soft purple ranch-style house.

“I will be attempting to make a pizza tonight, so I do hope you don’t mind a bit of a wait for dinner, my child,” Toriel murmured as the two of you walked down the driveway toward the door. There were two other cars parked there as well, one bright red convertible (a corvette maybe?) and some large black suv type. “Is there anything I should be aware of before I meet them face to face, Ms. Toriel? Any triggers or subjects to avoid?”

“Oh,” the large monster thought for a moment as she put her hand to the door, “Well, please be aware that Alphys has a very bad stutter when she is nervous. She is a yellow reptilian monster, and her wife will be very protective of her if you upset her too much. But you are kind, and if you speak about science, or ah….what is that word again?” Toriel has to think for a minute before she comes to it, “Anime! That’s it. Alphys loves the human cartoons known as anime, as does her wife, Undyne. They’ll both instantly feel better about you if you know of it or ask about it.”

This encourages you, “Oh I love anime! I wonder if we have any favorites in common…”

“I’m sure you will.” She chuckles and opens the door. “Everyone!” she calls into the living room you can see past her arm, “this is _____, our new librarian at the school.”

“THE ONE WHO IS MOVING INTO OUR COOL GUEST SHED?” says a loud voice from someone you can’t see. You do see who you guess to be Alphys and her wife (?) on the couch against the far wall.

“yes, Papyrus.” Toriel steps fully into the much-larger-than-human sized door and nudges you forward with her paw gently. You notice Frisk on the floor in front of Alphys and Undyne, who gets up and signs a happy hello to you. You sign thank you (one of the few signs you know by heart) and the blue fish lady you’re calling Undyne calls to you, “Heya, new nerd. You know signs?”

“N-not many, to be honest, but since Frisk here is going to be one of my students, I’m going to try and learn more.” You have always had a passing interest in sign language since you love all sorts of language and art, but you’ll gladly improve it now.

Frisk claps excitedly and pulls you toward the couch. There’s a Television in front of it on a table, and two green armchairs set around. The loud voice seems to have come from the farthest chair, a tall imposing skeleton standing in front of it.

“HUMAN! I AM THE GREAT PAPYRUS AND I INSIST ON BEING THE FIRST TO WELCOME YOU OFFICIALLY TO SCENIC TORIEL’S HOUSE! IT IS THE ONLY HOUSE AS GREAT AS MINE!” Papyrus holds out a red gloved hand, matching his dashing scarf, and you shake it. He nearly shakes your arm off, but it’s clear from his expression that he’s incredibly pleased to meet you.

“bro, let the lady be.” The deep voice comes from the other chair, and you look around to find it occupied by another skeleton, this one shorter and wearing a blue jacket hoodie with white fluff in the hood. “heya. my name’s sans. It’s ice to meetcha, teach. You probably guessed, but Paps is my cool brother.”

His puns make you laugh automatically. Wordplay is the best form of humor in your books.

Papyrus sighs, “BROTHER, STOP POISONING THE HUMAN.”

“dunno, bro, she seems to like it.” Sans winked at you, and you grin.

“Boys,” Toriel chides softly, “Be gentle with her. I will go make dinner. Please, all of you, get to know each other.” She goes into another room, and you take a seat on the floor with Frisk, since there doesn’t seem to be any sort of other chair in the general ‘tv’ area.

Frisk clambers into your lap, signing once they get there. Undyne translates, “The squirt says you’re a lot more comfortable to sit on than Sans. Anyway, punk, let’s talk about you. What made you want to work at a monster school?”

Oh….”Well, to be honest, Undyne, I didn’t realize it was a monster school when I took the job. But!” You have to add this quickly as everyone tenses, “That just makes this even more special. I always wanted to help, but I’ve never had a chance to even meet monsters before now. I’m so glad I saw the notice online.”

Frisk turns in your lap and hugs you. You pat their head fondly and look around, “Um…so are you all related to Toriel?”

Undyne laughs raucously and slaps her knee, “No! Goat Mom is our former queen. I was the captian of the royal guard and Paps and Sans were my sentries. Alphy was the royal scientist, and Frisky here was the human who let us all out to scare the crap out of you guys!”

Alphys blushes softly and adds, “A-anyway, since you’re f-from so far away, Toriel th-thought you’d be a perfect match for th-the skelebros. P-Papyrus loves new friends.”

“YES HUMAN!” Papyrus spread his hand over his armored chest (wait that armor is actually just some costume?!) “MY LAZY BROTHER AND I HAVE RENOVATED OUR FORMER HUMAN-CATCHING SHACK INTO A HUMAN HOUSING SHACK!” he seemed very proud of this, and you couldn’t help but feel like he was someone to protect. “IT IS A NICE LITTLE SHACK AND WE WILL BE SO HAPPY TO HAVE A NEW FRIEND! ISN’T THAT RIGHT SANS?”

“yeah bro.” Sans shrugged and you sighed. It seems the ‘accomodations’ included in the job were rooming with these two. Oh well, at least it was newly renovated.

“FRISK EVEN HELPED. THEY WOULD NOT LET ME PUT THE SINKS AS HIGH AS MINE. I DO NOT KNOW HOW YOU WILL STORE YOUR ATTACKS WITHOUT HIGH SINKS, BUT THAT IS UP TO YOU I SUPPOSE.” The idea seemed to puzzle the tall boney man, and he sat down again to think it over.

You look at the TV just to have something to do, since you don’t know what to say, and notice it’s on the MTT channel. You kind of like Mettaton, but he’s not exactly your favorite. A little too much glitter for you.

Sans gets up and shuffles toward the kitchen in his pink slippers, “i’m gonna go help tori. you guys keep chatting.” You can’t help but stare at him as he walks away, watching his bones move. He’s a lot shorter than Papyrus, and wearing normal looking clothes instead of some weird costume, but there’s something in the way he stands that reminds you of Papyrus anyway. He also reminds you of that big red skeleton that scared you earlier. Maybe they’re distant cousins?

Toriel’s homemade pizza is amazing, plain and simple. There is so much obvious care and affection in the dish, and the fresh ingredients made everything all the more delicious. Frisk and you have to instruct on the usual way to eat it, since nobody at the table had experienced it (except Sans and he just winked when asked how to help).

It was clear as you spent more time with the group that they did not quite trust you. You didn’t blame them, of course. You knew the way things worked when it came to monsters and humans. Monsters had magic and could do untold amounts of physical damage to a person, but they were made of love and compassion for the most part, and humans, unfortunately, were not. Killing intent and maliciousness could down a monster in one shot. Frisk liked you, and it was clear Toriel and Papyrus did as well, but Undyne and Alphys were wary, and Sans….you could tell he was not as relaxed as he seemed. You felt his eyelights boring holes into your back, and sometimes the air around him felt heavy with some sort of magical discontent, especially if you were touching or near Papyrus at all. It made you sad, honestly, since the rest of his demeanor was so friendly and open.

The night was winding down, and Toriel gave you the clear to leave, saying she’d make sure the skelebros had your ‘rooms’ ready next week when the job actually started. That would give you time to move your things in from your house. You’d already made it to your car by the time you looked up. In the rearview mirror was Sans, sitting in your back seat. You jumped, of course, and he chuckled, “Don’t be so jumpy kid, I just got a few things to say and then I’ll go.”

“What things could you not say in front of the others?” You asked, very nervous.

“Eh, I like my privacy, anyway…” he adjusted himself and closed his sockets, “I just want you to know that these people you just met are super important to me. You’re going to be living in my garage, and that’s pretty close quarters to my bro. He’s a sweetheart, honestly, and well….” His eyes opened and they were nothing but dark holes, “if you hurt him or any of my friends you’re going to have a bad time, kid.”

Something about those blank sockets shot an arrow through your heart.

“I see you get my drift. Anyway, thanks for listening. I’ll see you when you start moving in, like Wednesday? You already have my number so don’t be a stranger.” And just like that, in a blip of blue light, he was gone. You check your phone shakily and find that, yes, you do have Sans in your contacts. He must have added himself somehow, since the name is ‘punmaster’ and the picture is of himself shooting finger guns in the bathroom mirror at Toriel’s. Shaking your head, you drive back to the hotel. Geeze, how did this guy go from threatening you vaguely to making such a goofy contact in your phone?

#undertale #undertale fic

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skeltarune · 7 years

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HATCHET

Sans Bitties: Horrortale Variant

3′5″/0.5 lb

Primarily carnivorous, has a taste for greasy fast food. Must be fed raw meat at least three times a weak for health concerns.

Hatchets are solitary Bitties, & seldom get along with other Bitties, children, or pets. The best companion for them is a Snaggletooth Bitty. Keep all Frisky Bits (Frisk Bitties), Goldies (Flowey Bitties), & Cocoa Puffs (Chara Bitties) away from them.

They have very dark sense of humor, & love to play pranks on their caretakers. Even with their brash & volatile nature around most others, they’re surprisingly friendly & gentle-natured with those that they latch onto emotionally. They are very averse to physical contact.

Unbreedable, can only be specialty ordered from Bitty Product Services, or adopted from shelters

Inspired by @bittybone-wikibase & @bittybones-au.

#bittybones au #bittybones #horrortale #bitty sans #sans #my art #ghostwriter

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asktemmie-frisk · 6 years

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Sadistic Urges (ゴッドモードアーク (Goddomodoaku) (God-mode Arc)

When Frisk woke up the next day, he felt very tired. He was ready to go back to sleep, regardless of the dream he had. When suddenly, he was forced awake by Sans, who, oddly enough, made breakfast alongside Papyrus. "Bro, come on. You gotta get up. Now." Beckoned Sans. "Sans, come on. I'm still pre-" "I know you're tired, but you need something to eat now." Frisk groaned as he followed Sans into the kitchen. He took a seat at the table, rubbing his head. "So, what was so important that-" "Undyne attacked you in your dream, remember?" "Yeah." "She didn't do any permanent damage, but she did do enough for you to feel it in the real world. Feel your chest." Frisk obeyed, but he felt a sharp pain in doing so. He took his hand off upon fully remembering the circumstances. "Man, that was painful. How many hitpoints do I have?" "10. It's half your normal amount, but we can fix that with a meal cooked by us monsters." "Okay. Thanks." "You're welcome. Why don't you talk to some of your cronies while you're waiting?" "Sure. Whatever." He turned his attention to Chara, who nodded back off (which was feeling like a very good idea right then and there), and Asriel, who had some coffee in one hand, and a scowl on his face. "What's eating you, 'your majesty'? Don't have anyone to share your 'friendliness pellets' with?" "Fuck off." Asriel croaked, unable to forget what he saw in Frisk's dream. "Do you really think I'm in the mood right now?" "Come on, Asriel. I thought you would like watching people get hurt." "Dude. Shut up. I'm tired." "Well, so am I. I only got up because Sans made me get up. Who woke your crabby ass up?" "I did." Said Toriel, trying to stay awake. "Okay, this is getting weird. What time is it, and when did you guys wake up?" "7 in the morning." Answered Asriel. "We were woken up at 7 in the fucking morning. You, however, got 3 more hours of sleep, so you do the math. Look around or something, dumbass." Looking for something that kept time, he noticed the clock on the stovetop that said 10:09 am. "You couldn't just tell me it was 10-something in the morning?" "Someone who beats up 3 grown men, and enjoys it, can certainly look for something to keep time with on his own." "You know what? Enough of the high road routine, 'Rei'! We all know if you were still Flowey, you would berate me for not finishing them off!" Frisk smacked the table, and woke Chara up. "Huh? What? 5 more minutes, mom. Please." Mumbled Chara. "Well, well, look who decided to join us. It's the same woman who tried to choke me to death in my dream. How is she doing today? Is she well?" Chara rubbed her eyes, trying to process Frisk's sarcasm. "Frisk, I'm sorry. It was a dream." Chara apologized, still somewhat sleep-drunk. "I thought it wouldn't matter if you died in a dream." "What? Oh. No, as far as I heard, if you die in a dream, you die in real life." "Yikes. Guess Undyne and I crossed some lines. I'm sorry." "It's alright. I probably would've done the same." "You essentially did do the same." Retorted Asriel. "So did you, and you made many people experience it multiple times, in countless ways, until you got bored." "Don't make this about me, 'Frisky Dingo'. You're the issue right now." "Oh yeah?! So what if I am the issue right now?! Of all the people who are hypocritical when it comes to judgment, you are the most prominent! So back the fuck off because now, thanks to you pissing me off, I'm fully awake!" "And so is everyone else, thanks to you." "Guys, that's enough. No one needs to hear you screaming your heads off." Chara glared angrily at both of them. "Besides, I'm pretty sure the skeletons that aren't in our closets are almost done making breakfast." Chara was right. Sans got a plate ready for Frisk and Toriel. Papyrus got one ready for Asriel and Chara. "All right guys, dig in. Hope you enjoy, little bro." Said Sans warmly. "Thanks, Sans." Frisk said as he took a bite. His food was surprisingly good, especially since it was cooked by Papyrus. "Wow. This is...amazing! I'm feeling better already!" "See, Pap? Told ya the cooking classes did some good." Sans complimented. "I guess it did just need some seasoning. Still though, the instructor did say to not overwhelm the food with spices." Papyrus agreed. "Exactly. Takes away its natural flavor." They both got themselves a plate, and ate with the others. They both enjoyed their cooking thoroughly. Maybe Papyrus was a good fit for the royal guard, but even if he wasn't, cooking would be a good back-up. Frisk finished his plate, and got up. "Hey, Sans, Papyrus, thanks for co-" "Not so fast. We need to talk about last night." Said the judge. "What we saw in that dream of yours may have been just a memory, but because it's a memory, that means you have a side to yourself that you have no access to." "I didn't even know about that side of me." Frisk said, sitting back down. "Come on, guys. Can't we just drop what we saw, please?" "First of all, you- mmm, that sausage was good-first of all, you beat up 3 grown men and made them scared of you for the rest of their lives. Second of-" Undyne kicked the front door open before Chara could say anything else. "NGAHH!" Undyne exclaimed. "YOU!" Frisk was scared, and started rambling to try and save his life. "Undyne, I'm sorry you saw me beat-" "Nah, nah, I just came to say sorry. We're supposed to be helping your ass, but I tried to kill you last night. I'm sorry." "Oh." Frisk wasn't expecting to be forgiven for what he let Undyne see last night, especially since she looked liked she was ready to kill him. "That doesn't mean you're getting off, though. You beat up 3 grown men, and you enjoyed it while you were making them suffer. I ain't letting that slide unless we talk about it first." Frisk finally gave up and yielded to her demands as everyone else who witnessed his dream entered. "Yeah, Frisk." Agreed Chara. "You need to tell us. All of us." Everyone poured into the kitchen where Frisk was. "All right, fine. You guys want to talk? Let's talk." "Good. Now, about that dream you had, darling." Said Mettaton as he grabbed Frisk by his shoulders. "Why did we have to see it like that?! You couldn't just listen to your parents?! They wouldn't tell you to calm down if it wasn't for a good reason! Why did you go after those men?! Tell me, NOW!" "Mettaton, calm down, hun. Let my little brother tell you; don't just pry it out of him like we did yesterday." Said Papyrus. "Fine." Mettaton let go of Frisk. "Why did you go after those men? You must have had some reason to do it. If you don't know, perhaps you can guess why you did? It may be your memory, but that doesn't mean you know fully why what happened turned out the way it did, so why do you think you did it?" "I don't know. I guess I was just a violent, sadistic kid back then. Maybe me falling into the mountain did me some good. Helped me learn how to be more peaceful or something. Or maybe I just didn't like what they did to my dad." "So what you're saying is we had a serial killer fall into the underground, and they were just a kid?" Asriel asked, trying to comprehend what he saw. "Asriel, I don't know why I really did it. All I know is wha-" A sharp pain flooded Frisk's head, and he screamed in pain as he fell to the floor. He also felt a sharp pain in his chest, causing him to hyperventilate. "Frisk! Little bro!" Sans got scared again for Frisk. "No! No! Not again! This isn't happening! Not again!" Chara remembered the last time it happened, and got Frisk back on the table. "Frisk! Snap out of it!" Chara frantically begged. After a couple more seconds, Frisk came to, gasping for air. "Oh, man. Oh, man. I...okay, I...I...I'm back. I'm fine." Frisk gasped, catching his breath. "There you go again, lying to me!" Said Chara. "TELL US WHAT YOU SAW, NOW!!" "GIVE ME SOME FUCKING TIME!" Frisk roared with the last of his breath before panting heavily. He couldn't get a break. After a minute, Frisk managed to speak. "Okay, I'm back. Damn, is that painful!" "Stop it! Tell us already!" "Okay, fine. Memory played in my head again. The one you saw last night. House was relatively far from where the alley was. 10 minutes if you were driving. I ran as fast as I could. Men were talking shit about my dad after they beat him up. I got angry. Very angry. Beat them up in retaliation. Meanwhile, people learned what I did. What I could do. Kids at school started treating me different. Called me a freak. Mom and dad kept my spirits up until I turned 10. Couldn't take it anymore. Went to Mt. Ebott." "Wait. What was that last part?" Asked Asriel. He didn't like what he just heard. "I went to Mt. Ebott?" "Yeah! That's the one! Remember that question I asked you? Why you went to the mountain in the first place? Was it...because you were...trying to kill yourself?" Everyone went silent, and Frisk gained a sullen expression on his face while shedding tears. "Frisk?" Asriel still didn't receive an answer. "Answer me, Frisk. Now." Frisk was at a loss of what to say. He just couldn't tell them. He couldn't. "Frisk, tell me! Why did you go to the mountain?! Did you try to kill yourself?" Frisk's tears filled his face, as he refused to say another word. "All right. You wanna be like that? Fine. Since you refuse to say even a single word at this point, I'm gonna assume the worst: you went to Mt. Ebott to kill yourself. I'm right, aren't I?" No one said a word to Frisk or Asriel. The room had an uncomfortable silence, almost as if Death had entered the room. Frisk could only weep, confirming that Asriel was right. Then, Frisk made his voice just barely loud enough to be heard. "Yes." He said. "What?! I can't hear you! What did you say? What?" Asriel blared obnoxiously. "I SAID...I said 'yes', Asriel. Yes, I did try to kill myself." Frisk finally admitting the truth shut Asriel up in point-blank earshot. He knew it was the truth; he just couldn't believe it. "Then, you...we all..." Toriel mumbled in horror. "We were all just helping you die? You tried to kill yourself, and...all we did was give you a reason?" Frisk got the courage to speak properly. "No. You guys never gave me a reason. I am the reason. I tried to kill myself because they all said I was a freak of nature. And they're right." "No, they are not." "They're wrong, you say? No normal human child should ever have enough strength to hold their own against 3 grown men in a fight and get away virtually unscathed. They're right. They had to be, I thought." "What were you thinking when you got to the mountain?" "The only thing I could with the mindset I had. My heart was on my sleeve for so long, and it took so much damage, I thought it would never repair. So one day, I ran away from home. I'm pretty sure my parents think I'm dead." Frisk started losing control of his emotions again. "Never before had I felt so desolate. I was broken. I remember what I was thinking when I found the cave that led to the hole where I fell in." "Fell or jumped?" "...jumped. I said to myself 'no one understands what this is like. The only ones that can are either dead or nonexistent. Why? Why am I still alive if I don't even belong here? Why did I end up like this?' I didn't want to be in this world anymore, not in a world where I'm not welcome. I couldn't feel like I belonged anywhere, or with anyone. So when I got to the hole, I noticed a stick on the ground. I figured it was trash, so I decided to pick it up in a futile attempt to make myself useful. Finally, I lined myself up to the hole, and I said 'this was all just a bad dream, and now I can wake up.' After that, I jumped. I felt more and more free as I made my lethal descent. The memory gets fuzzy after that until I met Asriel as Flowey." The uncomfortable silence filled the room again. It was so intense, it became deafening. Frisk was left to sit there, tears running down his face, with nothing to help him. Suddenly, Chara grabbed him, and gave him a hug. She even started crying alongside him. "Frisk." She started. "Thank you. Thank you for telling me." Chara couldn't help but let him know he wasn't alone. "You know, humans and I never really got along either." "What do you mean?" "I don't remember a lot from my childhood, but I know for a fact that humans abused me, too. Both physically and verbally. Except my parents. They were saints compared to those animals. Loved me to death...which was actually accurate, since they died trying to keep me safe from my village. The people from my village treated me like shit. One guy tried to do something to me. Killed him, and ran away to the mountain. Lived up there for a while. Ended up exploring a bit, and fell completely by accident. The rest Asriel knows." "Wow. Sorry it went that way, Chara." "I manage." Frisk and Chara hugged each other. They both had parents that loved them more than life itself. They silently cried to each other, feeling a bond that wasn't noticeable before that moment. It was like they finally found a soulmate within each other. With that feeling, Chara smiled warmly at Frisk, and wiped his tears away. "Well? Feel better now?" She said wiping her own tears away. "Kinda." Frisk returned the smile to her. "Thanks, Chara. I guess you and I aren't so different." "No. I guess we aren't." They stared into each other's eyes, and they were entranced. It felt like Frisk became Chara, and vice versa. "Wow. Chara...I...I get it now. You and I are practically the same person. You're like me, but...as a girl." Both of them blushed at what they were doing. Frisk completely forgot what he was crying about, and Chara followed suit. Neither one of them felt so bad anymore. "Frisk...you...I just...I..." Chara lost her ability to speak. "Chara...your...your eyes...they're so beautiful." "Th-thanks?" Chara managed to ebb. They stared into each other's eyes a little longer until they both moved toward each other. Then, they closed their eyes, and they kissed. It was a magical moment for them both. The traumas of their pasts felt far away. They forgot everybody else that was in the room. After a minute, they released each other's facial restraint. "Wow. That was amazing, Chara." "I...I never felt the way I just did with you for another human before. Maybe you really are better than the rest of them, Frisk." "I don't know about that, but you're making me feel the same way." They both looked away from each other, sharing an embarrassed smile. "Well, well, my little bro's in love." Sans snickered. "What?! What are you talking about, Sans?! I never said that! I just...feel a very special way about her, okay?!" Sans was having trouble holding back his laughter, with Asriel having trouble holding back his anger. "Hey. Hey! Stop looking at me with that stupid expression of yours." Sans broke out in a fit of laughter. "You love her, and you know it!" "Shut up, Sans!" "You asshole." Asriel seethed. "Bro, what's wrong with you?" Asked Chara. "It was just a kiss. It means nothing." "It means nothing, huh? THEN WHY DID YOU AND FRISK LIKE IT?!" Toriel and Asgore started laughing at the current situation. "Mom! Dad! Aren't you gonna tell Chara she can't be with Frisk?!" "I am sorry, my child. It is just so funny!" Toriel said between her laughs. "You're not jealous, are you, kiddo?" Inquired Asgore, who was trying to hold back his laughter. "What?! I'm not jealous, dad!" Said an embarrassed Asriel. "I'm just...worried that Frisk might take my sister away from me, that's all!" "Bro, come on." Chara started to assure. "Frisk isn't gonna take me away from you. We're family. He knows we love each other. He isn't gonna make me kick you out of my life." "Fine. Whatever. Do whatever you want, sickos." Everyone else snickered at the prince, knowing full well he didn't approve much of Chara and Frisk's budding relationship. After the moment of comedy subsided, they got back to what they were talking about previously. Chara led them again. "Okay, so now that we got the sadness out of the way (alongside me locking lips with Frisk, which was fucking awesome), we can get back to the dream. Let's forget the strength Frisk displayed in both of the memories he explained. Did anyone notice anything strange about the memories? Any inconsistencies that would be prominent enough to be brought to proper attention?" "Now that you mention it, sis, there is another glaring thing that I can't take my mind off of. Frisk?" Asriel asked with a piqued curiousity. "Yeah, Asriel?" Replied Frisk. "Do you remember what your mom looks like?" "No, actually. No, I don't. I have no idea what she looks like. I can't even remember what I looked like back then." "Ah-ha! That explains what I saw! Not only did your mother looked blurry, but you looked glitched out in that memory, too." "What do you mean?" "Think about it. The dream you had the night before last night. Did you see what you looked like back then, or did you see a kid that looked glitched out? Because if you saw that the memory looked somewhat unstable, that's how we know even you don't remember what you looked like." Frisk thought about it for a few seconds, but realized something. "Uh oh. Asriel, you're right. I did see a kid that looked glitched out. It had to be me, but I couldn't make out what I really looked like. Which could only mean that maybe Alphys is right. Maybe I'm not just a normal human." "Well, let's slow down for a second. We can't confirm or deny anything, especially since we don't have enough proof to do anything with." Said Sans. "Sans is right." Agreed Alphys. "If we're going to say that Frisk isn't a normal human, let's make sure the memories aren't fabricated first. Then we can see the truth for ourselves." "Yeah, well if it is the truth...then I guess I need to remember how to fight back." Responded a newly determined Frisk. "Oh, but that's not true, is it?" Asked Chara. "Remember the previous timeline? It proves you're an excellent fighter, Frisk. Even right now, you're more powerful than everybody in this room, with the exception of Asriel and I. But even then, you could still kill everyone in this room if you wanted to. Papyrus, Undyne, Mettaton, Sans, you name the person in this room, you could take away their living privileges if you really wanted. Even Asriel and I are at risk. However, what you don't lack in strength, you're missing in conviction and drive. In essence, what you lack in motivation, you overcompensate for in raw power." "So how do you propose I get control of it if you know what I can do?" "Me? Find some way to fine-tune it to your style. Mold that raw power you have into a form that you specifically feel comfortable in using." "That sounds like a good idea, Chara, but how would I learn how to do that?" "That's where we come in. We have to let you tap back into that side you didn't know about until now. And to do that, you need something to vent on that won't result in permanent injury or death. And I think I just remembered the perfect punching bag." Chara turned to Asriel with her creepy face. "Chara, why are you looking at me like that?" Asked a nervous Asriel. "Do you still have those 6 human souls, Asriel?" "Yeah. So what?" Sans emptied eyesockets, and threw a sickening grin to Asriel. Both of Papyrus' eyesockets glowed orange and yellow again upon realizing what Chara meant. Asriel finally caught on. "Oh no. Hey, I just realized I have a room to clean, so-" Sans was having none of Asriel's excuses, so he held him in place with Papyrus' help. "Guys, please don't let him do this. I was just kidding with the things I said in the past." "Aww, Rei." Frisk started with a sadistic grin. "It's okay. You're gonna be just fine. And even if you're not, don't you remember? In this world, it's kill or be killed." Asriel had never felt the combination of fear and anger at the same time before now. "Hey, no...no hard feelings about back then, right, Frisk?" Frisk moved closer to Asriel as the skeletons let go of the fearful prince. "Hey! What are you doing?! BACK OFF!" Frisk didn't yield in even the slightest. Instead, he moved even closer. "I changed my mind about this. Killing isn't a good idea anymore." "Oh, really? When you found out what I did, you were actually proud of what I did. Isn't that right?" Asriel didn't answer the question. "If you were still Flowey, and you saw all that, what would you say?" "Yes, Asriel. What would you say if you knew what you did now if you were Flowey?" Asked Toriel. "I would probably say..." Asriel hesitated as his Flowey side reared its ugly head. "I would say 'I knew you had it in you! All I had to do was bring it out! I'm so proud of you.' I would probably say 'I didn't even have to bring it out' instead of 'all I had to do was bring it out' if that were the case." Frisk smiled creepily at Asriel as he got ready to hurt him. "Frisk, listen. I was wrong. This world isn't world isn't 'kill or be killed'. It's 'live and let live'. I get it now. You should go back to being peaceful. You were fine the way you were before all this!" Asriel was even more scared. He backed into a wall before Chara and Frisk smiled creepily. "STOP MAKING THOSE CREEPY FACES!" He shouted, trying to scare them both. "THIS ISN'T FUNNY! YOU GOT A SICK SENSE OF HUMOR!" Upon finishing his sentence, Frisk violently grabbed him and threw him into the living room. "I have a sick sense of humor?" Frisk lashed again. "Whose sense of humor do you think is worse when I only like hurting people? You killed innocent people, Asriel. Not even for a proper reason, but because you thought you could. And because you thought you could, you thought you had to. WELL, YOU DIDN'T! Normally, if someone were to kill someone, they would have a motive. Self defense, temporary lapse of judgment, war. But you? You were just bored. I normally don't care what happens to people if they mess with me, but BOY, DID YOU FUCK UP! You are beyond repulsive!" "I'M REPULSIVE?!" "YES! YOU'RE REPULSIVE! You let your people live, and you even helped them out, and then you decided that wasn't good enough for you, so you ruin, and end, their lives just to see what would happen. You killed your parents...out of boredom. You are beyond disgusting." Asriel's rage showed up, and his Flowey side showed co-dominance with his current self. His sclera turned black, and his horns grew slightly. "That's it. I've had enough. You wanna fight me? Come and get some, you little bitch." Frisk acquiesced and lunged toward Asriel. They both wrestled with each other on the ground. Asriel landed some blows to Frisk, but he got thrown onto the wall. Then Frisk ran to him, and socked him in the face multiple times before violently throwing him to the ground. Undyne, Papyrus, Sans, and Chara cheered while watching the fight. "Dammit, fucking..." Asriel muttered under a pained breath. Frisk checked his hitpoints, and saw he barely took away 100 of them. "I can't believe you really are this weak. Such a big ego. Such a tiny bitch!" Frisk threw his foot into Asriel's stomach, who screamed in pain. Then Frisk stomped on Asriel, and forced all of his weight onto his foot. Asriel teared up as he tried to get Frisk off of him. "Get off of me. I can still keep going! I'll show you-" Asriel got interrupted by a fist to his face. Frisk then continued to beat Asriel in front of everyone else, smiling the entire time. "See this, Flowey? This is what happens when someone follows your STUPID 'kill or be killed' policy. They can turn on you, and then you yourself will be killed because you don't know you're not above it because you think you're invincible! WELL, GUESS WHAT? YOU AREN'T!" Frisk kicked him into the wall as hard as he could. Asriel tried to catch his breath while Frisk moved toward him. "Aww, what's the matter, Rei? Can't fight back? You know why you can't? It's because you're too scared to do it!" Frisk picked Asriel up, and smashed his head on the wall. Asriel started crying. "Yeah, that's right. Cry for me. It's so much fun for me to beat you. Do it some more. Beg me to stop! DO IT!" "Mama! Tell him to stop! Please!" Asriel begged, crying harder. "Come on! COME ON! LOUDER! SAY IT LOUDER!" "MAMA, PLEASE TELL HIM TO STOP!" Asriel was genuinely scared. He thought Frisk was going to kill him. Frisk panted heavily. "You know, you're pretty cute when you're hurting. Suffer more for me. It's so much fun when I hurt you." Frisk turned Asriel to his face, and kissed him while displaying dominance over him. "Get it now? From now on, you don't get to treat me like your punching bag anymore. You're my punching bag. Got it?" Everyone got disturbed when Frisk let himself be sadistic, even noticing Asriel crying when Frisk kissed him. Chara decided to step in. "Uhh, Frisk, you can stop now." "Stop what? I'm just playing with my toy, Chara. Did you want to play with him, too? I'm more than happy to share. All you have to do is ask." "As much as I'd love to see you abusing him repeatedly to make up for all the people he killed, I think we made you go too far. You need to reel it in." "But it's so much fun to hurt him. I think I wanna do it to other people too. Like Undyne for instance. What I wouldn't do to smack her in the face so many times right now. It's making me excited just thinking about it." "Reel it in, or I'm gonna make you." "Please, you really think I'm just g-" Chara punched him in the face, and he fell to the ground. She got on top of him, and started yelling "snap out of it" while slapping him in the face repeatedly. Eventually, after 20 seconds, Frisk came back to his senses. "Hey! Stop! Ow! What happening? Why are you smacking me? Why are you on top of me?" Frisk said as he got his clarity back. "Finally." Chara said, catching her breath and relieved what she did worked. Frisk then noticed the injuries Asriel had. "Asriel? Oh my God. Asriel, I'm so sorry! I didn't know I actually hurt you. Are you okay?" "NO, I AM NOT OKAY! WHY DID YOU KISS ME, MAN?! I'M NOT INTO DUDES!" Asriel screamed, recoiling from his miserable loss from the fight. "I kissed you?! Fucking grody. Why would I do that?" "THAT'S WHAT I SAID! MADE ME FEEL LIKE YOU WERE GONNA KILL ME OR WORSE! Fucking asshole." "Asriel, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done it. I guess I just crossed the line, and didn't know until it was too late." Frisk felt a lot of remorse quickly over what he did, but it turned into embarrassment when Chara locked lips with him again. He tried to get away, but she stayed right on top of him, and held his head in place. "I got a line in my pants I want you to cross, over, and over, and over..." Chara was ready to lose control of her body, when Sans lifted her up and off of Frisk. "Nope." He said. "You're not old enough for that." "AWW, COME ON!" Chara lamented the interference, but she gave up anyway. "Fine. Not yet." She went to Asriel to try to comfort him. "Rei, you gonna be okay?" "Chara, relax. I'll be fine. I already forgave Frisk the second he kicked me into the wall." "So you knew he lost control?" "No rational person would do what Frisk just did unless they had a reason. Seems like Frisk is a sadist. If he hurts someone and enjoys it, he won't be able to control that. Must be genetics or something." Frisk went to Asriel, apologies flooding out of his mouth. "Frisk, stop! You don't have to apologize. I already forgave you." Frisk have Asriel a hug, crying on his chest. "Undyne was right. You really are a wimpy loser with a big heart. But at least you know how to fight." Frisk took himself off of Asriel. Starting today, things would be weird between the three teenagers, especially for Frisk and Chara. The fact that more of the truth was coming out made matters worse. Proof of that was certain.

#Undertale #Frisk (undertale)#Chara (undertale)#sans #papyrus #mettaton #undyne #alphys #toriel #Asgore Dreemurr #Asriel Dreemurr #sorry for the long post #I'm trying to tell a story here #God-mode Arc #Goddomodoaku #tw: suicide mention #tw: suicide #tw: violence

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