#got an 8 for ralsei coming up. soon ?

[deltaruminations]

7 and 10 for Alphys?

thank you!!!

7 ended up being like. a short improvisational fic. i didn't intend for that to happen but. it did lol. so i'm putting it under a cut because lemgth

7 - food/cooking

she had a friend for a while, not too memorable as a person, apparently, since even his name evades her now, but she remembers he liked to take her places, interrupting her weekend staycations to drag her off to the light rail station and into the City, the terribly big City with its too-cool bourgeois bars and loud, crowded basement shows and crosswalks crawling with humans and monsters who wore and walked a swagger that made her feel infinitesimal in her already diminutive frame. her friend (what’d he look like, again? tall?), tall and cosmopolitan amidst the chaos, seemed oddly at ease there, radiating a patient peace from his palm into hers as he coaxed her along, pointing out curiosities as they walked — historical-place plaques, architectural oddities, trees in funny shapes.

she had to admit it was fun once she’d shivered off the overwhelm, and she quickly found her favorite spots: the central library, the biggest she’d seen since her grad school days, where they’d pick through heavy textbooks and study antique maps with subdued glee; Third Thursdays after-hours at the science museum, where they’d grab grown-up drinks and indulge their inner kids with planetarium shows and ancient bones, riding the earthquake simulator as many times as they could stand; the two-story Japanese bookstore, where she’d pull him around manga shelves and chatter about Mew Mew and Hacksaw Guy and Horodehoro, where he’d read her snippets of poetry from the untranslated books and share in her awe at the Perfect Grade Fundams her schoolteacher salary could never justify buying; and, of course, the Ramen Shop, tucked under a faded awning in an alley a few blocks away, that dished out fragrant bowls of springy noodles entirely unlike the drab instant cups of her day-to-day. the best trips always included a dip into sticky tonkotsu or bright yuzu shio and cups of sake, cloudy-sweet or dark and mushroom-dank, as she relayed the funnier stories of failed experiments from her university lab, her friend (the smile. right. the smile.) flashing crooked grins between sips.

it's been years since her friend seemingly vanished, taking with him the City trips and, most tragically, the Ramen Shop. she finally decides to try it on her own, stepping out shakily onto the International District platform, only to find herself rocked again by the bustle of it all, lacking reinforcement and convinced she’ll crumble. she huddles on a bench until her brain stops buzzing and some semblance of strength returns to her knees, and then she books it onto the next train to Hometown, looking up instant ramen hacks on her phone to pass the time, to imagine something filling the aching emptiness suddenly groaning below her chest.

she browses blankly through college recipe blogs and listicles before something catches her eye: How to Make Perfect Tonkotsu at Home, from a website claiming brazenly the seriousness of its eats, and indeed the article is obsessive – scientific, even – in its approach. the author tests and documents, comparing cuts of bone for optimal yields of collagen, gelatin, and fats, boiling spaghetti in alkaline solutions to replicate the texture of authentic noodles, charting the moisture loss of pork belly under various cooking methods, even cooking bagged slices in a precise bain-marie and finishing them perfectly Maillard with a blowtorch. a freaking blowtorch!

so enthralled is she by methodology that she hardly thinks twice before exiting at an early stop, Awaytown, home to Hometown's nearest full-sized supermarket, through which she winds with laser focus and fills a basket with things she’s never before thought to buy. who knew they sold bags of pork trotters in the same aisle as the frozen dumplings?

it isn’t until she’s in her little apartment kitchen, looking over the ingredients occupying every inch of counter space, that she remembers she’s never cooked anything in her life more advanced than jarred sauce over pasta, and again comes the quake.

she steels herself this time, hugging her arms around her chest, trying her best to think calmly through the steps before her. first, blanch and clean the bones…

the bones. she squeezes her sides, reminded of her ribs, her spine, her structure rattling inside while still retaining her shape.

“Impressive seismic engineering,” he said, gently shaking her shoulder as they wobbled off the simulation. “Strong material, to start. Counteractive damping. Fluid sockets for shock absorption and shearing. We are not all so durable or flexible, you know.”

She laughed. “I’m surprised they even let you on that thing.”

“I suppose they leave such concerns to the waiver,” he replied through an impish smile, removing his hand from her shoulder before reattaching it, nonchalantly, to his other arm.

…he did what? that can’t be right. brains find strange ways to fill in gaps.

what was she doing, again? she glances at the article open on her phone. a new experiment. that’s right. she rolls up her sleeves with trembling hands and sets herself to work.

10 - sleep

she’s been a bad sleeper since she was a kid, thrashing and mumbling frantically, kicking her parents while sleeping between them, scaring the shit out of superstitious kids at summer camp, getting chewed out by dorm-mates for making so much noise the night before finals.

she hardly has nightmares, far as she can tell upon waking. it doesn't work like the familiar anxiety of the light, the stumbling, jumbled-up thoughts, the catastrophic ideation and trembling prey-animal flush.

the fear in the dark is a more primal possessor, fearful and dumb and unable to express itself except through whimpers and the clumsy puppeting of limbs. it has no words to describe itself, no images it can present to her. it hides deep in her gut, her muscles, her throat, biding time for dreams to distract her mind before it tries to claw its way out.*

the first morning she wakes up with undyne is the first morning in years that she wakes up rested, the bedsheets untangled, her palms dry of clammy sweats, the demon in her seemingly eased by the gentle squeeze of powerful arms, the warm lips against her shoulder, the deep, rhythmic push of the breathing body against her back. as she nestles into calming compression, she feels the tickle of an idea.

i bet she'd love the Ramen Shop.

*this is about somaticized complex stress to be clear LMAO she's not actually possessed by chara undertale or whatever. ok

[darkhymns-fic]

The Strongest Card...Is Friendship?!

It was just an old deck of playing cards, the kind Susie carried around whenever she was bored or hungry. She hadn’t even known she’d brought it to the Dark World. But here it was, packed into a tattered-looking tuck box on the ground that Lancer eagerly picked up.

“Is this pocky? I like pocky! But I can’t have any before dinner.” He poked at the box opening, giggling. “Can I have one?”

Fandom: Deltarune Characters: Susie, Lancer, Ralsei Rating: G Word Count: 2568 Mirror Link: AO3 Notes: Happy to finally share my fic I wrote for the Color Cafe Deltarune zine arranged by @scarletscarveszines! Thank you again for letting me participate alongside so many other great artists and writers. I've also included an extra scene in here that I originally couldn't fit into zine, so think of it as some extra flavor for it.

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On one of her birthdays, Susie was given a set of playing cards.

They were the kind with the numbers on both the top and bottom, with weird shapes she didn’t learn the names of yet. They hadn’t even been new, the box they were in frayed from the card flap opening.

“Is this even for kids?” she had asked. 

“You just break everything you touch,” someone said. She didn’t know who. Didn’t matter anyway. “Even you can handle these.”

Years later, during recess, once she did learn the stupid names of those symbols or whatever, she’d try her hand at them. Leaning against the brick wall in a shadowy corner (it just happened to look that way), she’d pull them from jean pocket. Her claws would scrape against the surface, sometimes obliterating an entire number, or drawing a jagged line through a heart. 

Just cut the cards, shuffle them, maybe play a little Go Fish by herself – which was all kinds of stupid to begin with. When that didn’t work, she tried guessing what would come next when she’d pull a card from the top of the deck, and would always get it wrong. Not like there was any reason to get it right anyway, but it still kind of pissed her off.

She guessed 4 of clubs, she got 8 of spades instead. She guessed 7 of hearts, she got the joker card. Didn’t she pull that out of the deck??

With a snarl and a huff, Susie threw the joker to the ground, tempted to grind it down to the dirt with her sneaker before she stopped herself. No. She wasn’t going to keep breaking things. So she picked it up, and shuffled again.

The problem was she wasn’t the only one hanging out behind the school. By the bleachers that faced the field-and-track, where a blonde-haired reindeer jogged along and leaving hoofprints in the dirt, she heard the snickers. They traveled to her so easily.

“Yo, you think that’s her lunch?” Through her hair, she glanced up to see a spiked, yellow head. They balanced themselves on the bleachers with some difficulty, which made sense when one didn’t have arms. “Like…she eats cards now instead of that gross chalk?”

A chilly laugh followed soon afterwards. “Looks like she’s…not playing with a full deck! Ha!”

“Haha… Wait, I don’t get it???”

A pause – she had stopped in the middle of her shuffling. One of the cards had loosened from its hold, but she couldn’t really tell just which. The ace? Or maybe that stupid joker card again. After putting the cards back in her pocket, she straightened, cracked her neck to the right, bared her teeth; just part of those little things to make people notice.

“Hey.”

She turned to give a full glare to the two chucklers that were still standing on top of those bleachers. Their laughter stopped immediately; their smiles frozen in place on their faces.

“Do you losers know how to whisper?” She marched towards them, wrapped a hand around one of the cool, metal poles of the bleachers that made up its back, and shook. It rattled and swayed, like a skyscraper in one of those monster movies she binged the other night. With a menacing grin, she used her other hand to grab hold, then proceeded to lift. Metal screeched as the bleachers were separated from the ground.

Out of the corner of her eye, she thought she saw a few of those runners stop and stare. Yeah. They always stared. Like she cared. 

“Maybe I need to teach you a lesson!”

“R-Run away!” She couldn’t tell who said that, and she didn’t care anyway. Maybe it was the armless punk who knew how to use his legs to scram, or the snowdrake who flapped his little chicken wings and tried to fly. 

Until at some point, she was back to holding up an empty set of bleachers. It was heavy, ugly, and stupid. But at least they stopped laughing.

She dropped it to the ground with a clang, dug in her hands in her pockets, then fixed her glare at the runners across the field. She wasn’t sure how many. 

“WHAT YOU ALL STARING AT?!”

Her shout echoed across the field, and just like that, the rest ran away. Probably because they were track-and-fielders. But also because they were scared of her.

Everyone always ran from her, didn’t they?

--

In the red forest, the Bad Guys were working on their evil plans.

“Here’s one, just repeat after me.” Susie cleared her throat, propped her axe on her shoulder, and gave her best snarl. “Where you been, you slow-ass pack of losers?! Ready to die?!” She then placed her weapon on the ground, leaning on it. “Okay, now you try.”

“Yeah, yeah, okay!” With his tongue perpetually sticking out and a rotund belly one could bounce Hearts Donuts off of (which they had already done to pass the time), her new blue buddy wasn’t exactly the most menacing thing she had seen in the Dark World. Then again, most things here weren’t anyway.

Lancer bounced on his feet, pointed at Susie, and shouted, “Hey there! You guys are as slow as a pack of sweet and tangy sugarplums! Get ready to take a comfy nap! And don’t forget to drink plenty of milk!” He finished it off with a twirl. “How was that?”

“…Uh… You didn’t repeat what I said at all. You just made everything sound delicious?? But hey, we’ll work on it.” She lifted her weapon again, grinning like mad. “Let’s just spar instead. Ya wanna see my Purple Thrasher?!” This was a step above her Red Buster, because Thrasher sounded way more sick.

“Oh, you know how much I love thrashing!” Grabbing his motorcycle out of thin air, Lancer hopped in and honked his little horn. “Now let’s eat!”

“Stop making everything about food!” A powerful purple flash of light rushed out of her weapon, aiming for one of the weird red trees. She was gonna demolish it–

“Oh, you dropped something, Susie!! You dropped something!”

“Huh?” Susie missed, her attack skewing far off to the right where the Bake Sale was being held. There was a big crashing sound, followed by terrified screaming, but that wasn’t important right now. “You messed me up, Lancer!”

With all the grace of a very bouncy ball, Lancer jumped off his motorcycle, laughing his evil laughter that still wasn’t that evil to begin with, though at least he made the ‘Ho ho ho’ deeper this time. “But Susie!! Look!” He hopped again, making (gross) splort noises towards the dropped item. “Hehe, butt Susie…”

It was just an old deck of playing cards, the kind Susie carried around whenever she was bored or hungry. She hadn’t even known she’d brought it to the Dark World. But here it was, packed into a tattered-looking tuck box on the ground that Lancer eagerly picked up.

“Is this pocky? I like pocky! But I can’t have any before dinner.” He poked at the box opening, giggling. “Can I have one?”

“Those are just some lame cards!” She quickly snatched it from Lancer’s hands, already halfway to shoving it back in her pocket. “Don’t touch my stuff!”

“O-Oh, I’m sorry.” Lancer suddenly deflated. “I guess that wasn’t a very Bad Guy thing for me to do…”

That instantly made her feel like trash.

Careful to first put her axe away, Susie took out the deck of cards from its place – looking even rattier than the box they’d been in. Some of the numbers had been scratched off by her claws, with the symbols all cracked and faded. The four of clubs was just a plain old club that looked wrecked, and the six of hearts was nearly broken in half.

“Yo, Lancer,” she called out, then proceeded to sit on the leaf-covered ground, leaning her arm on one knee. “Wanna check out some cool tricks I can do?”

At that, Lancer’s little sad face flipped; in fact, his whole bouncy body flipped, excited. “Oh, I love tricks! I used to know some guys who did that! I think they’re dead.” He sat across from her, his legs jittering and crushing the red leaves beneath them.

“Well this trick is gonna knock YOU dead!” she promised. Lancer gasped at the threat to his life, eager for more!

Susie gripped the pack of cards in her hands. She was going to do shuffle tricks. The kind that she saw on TV and looked rad as hell. All she had to do was not mess up. Easy. First, there was the riffle cut. It wasn’t as cool as the others, but the simple flipping of the cards in the middle gave that satisfying sound. It also got Lancer watching quietly. She did let a few cards slip free to fall to the ground, but those ones had been loose!  “T-That’s part of the trick!”

“Oh, okay!” Lancer instantly believed.

Then, she tried one of the butterfly cuts, separating a dozen cards at a time from each other, tilting them around. She tried to do it one-handed, but the balance was difficult, and, uh, maybe one or two more cards dropped to the ground. Lancer was still watching, even though she had fewer than 30 cards in her deck right about now.

But who cared about those baby shuffles? It was time for The Ultimate Shuffle. She’d been practicing this one! The waterfall cut was one of the coolest shuffles, and all she had to do was let each card fall from one hand into the other! She couldn’t mess this up!

“One, two, thre-!” And then the last of her cards flew all around herself, like leaves carried off in the wind. Oh. Oh, she had looked so lame there.

Susie waited for the laughter. She waited to feel stupid for ever trying something like this – but instead she heard… more splorts? (Still gross).. She raised her head, watching as Lancer went to pick up one card in particular. He looked… surprised? “Uh, Lancer?”

That was when he rushed to her, his smile wide, showing off his incredibly white teeth. The leaves kicked up in the air in his dash. “Hey! Why is there a mini-me in there? Susie! Do you carry pictures of me wherever you go?”

“No?? Why would I?” What was he even talking about??

Then she saw the ace of spades in his hand. It was just a simple, unimportant spade card. Oddly enough, this one wasn’t as messed up as the others. She supposed she had always liked the looks of this one for some reason…

Lancer clutched the card in his hand with glee. “Can I keep it? Can I? That’s so cool your trick could make a card of me! You’re so cool, Susie!”

Susie paused. “…You still think I’m cool?” she asked. Lancer nodded ecstatically.

Her lips tugged into a smile, one that didn’t show too many teeth or was the result of manic glee. She patted Lancer’s head roughly. The boy sort of squished underneath her strength, but didn’t seem to mind. “Sure. Take good care of it, ok?”

--

Within Ralsei’s giant castle, Susie only had eyes for the giant cauldron in the middle. Her hands were placed against the rim, staring down into its depths hungrily. “Susie,” Ralsei said with a gentle and only slightly chiding tone. “I told you: I’m not making you any more cakes!”

“Oh, come on! Just one more! I wanna catch it a second time!”

“But Susie!” shouted a familiar voice that made her turn towards the entrance with a smile. “You won’t have any room for my famous Lancer cookies, trademark pending!”

Lancer rolled in – literally, with his body on its side to gain maximum speed. He barreled into Susie, who took his impact right in the stomach. The force of the tackle made her hit the cauldron, dangerously tilting it to the side while Ralsei frantically went to right it up again. She gave her blue bestie a noogie, and Lancer tried to do the same, but couldn’t due to his incredibly short arms.

“Oh, Susie! Susie!” he yelled. “Look what I got! Can you show me more tricks?”

From a very hidden pocket, Lancer took out the ace of spades card, looking just as new as when she gave it to him – which hadn’t been very long ago at all. She grinned, taking out her deck of cards, full except for the special Lancer one. “Got all sorts of tricks up my sleeve!”

“Are you going to play a card game? I know quite a bit myself!” Ralsei clasped his hands together. “Is it blackjack? Crazy eights? Oh, or maybe Go Fish?”

Susie had to pause in her shuffling. “I’ve never heard of any of those games.”

“That’s so silly!” Lancer said. “There’s no fish in these cards!”

Susie ignored Ralsei’s nonsense, too busy finally perfecting her waterfall shuffle! Just as she was lifting up her hand and letting the cards fall, Lancer jumped up frantically with a very loud, “Wait!!!”

She flinched – and all the cards fluttered from her hands to drift to the floor. “H-Hey! I was just about to get it!”

“But you’re missing the most important card!”

Susie considered. “Is it yours?”

“Nope!” He turned to a politely-waiting Ralsei. “Fluffy boy! Can I have some paper and crayons please?”

“Well, that’s very sudden. But I just so happen to always carry some around!” Ralsei bewilderingly produced some sheets of paper and a crayon pack from his robes, happily handing it to an eager Lancer. Immediately, Lancer then began drawing furiously, head bent over the paper as he painstakingly outlined the most minute detail, even going so far as to shade – all with a purple crayon.

“Ta-da! Feast your silky smoothie eyes on this!” Lancer held up what could only be described as a very, very kick-ass drawing of Susie. It captured all her favorite features; namely her teeth and her giant muscles. Lancer also employed his stylistic choice of using jagged lines to show how rough and rugged she was. “Every card deck needs a Purple Thrasher, the most powerful card in existence!” With that, he handed it to Susie, along with his ace of spades – which she now realized had a drawn-on grinning face inside the symbol, complete with lolling tongue. “Next to mine, of course!”

“Lancer…” There was only one way she could repay such a kind and genuine act by her friend.

Clutching the two cards he gave her in her right hand, she then reached down to grab the other cards, and proceeded to devour them, tearing them to shreds with her teeth, one by one!!

Ralsei was the first to react. “S-Susie! You’re not supposed to eat those!”

But Lancer immediately caught on. “Oh, I get it! This is a new trick, isn’t it?”

“That’s right!” she said, her mouth full. “With these two cards, I don’t need the others anymore! Not unless they survive through all the carnage!”

“Can I play? I wanna play!” Lancer jumped up and down, his spade magic already materializing behind him, aiming for those same cards.

Susie grinned through the shreds of paper still clinging to her teeth, the happiest she ever felt in a long, long time. “Hell yeah!!”

[rhythmicpirate]

Prediction for Deltarune Chapters 2-7

 -Spoilers under the cut-

Chapter 2:A fourth player joins the team but it’s not Noelle, it’s Jockington (A Gunner) who only needed to get a pencil. There’s a second fountain in need of closing and Ralsei is concerned about the fourth member. Kris is still mostly sane at this point. Lancer returns but this time as a good guy and this time they fight in a town full of stuffed animals. They seal the fountain and the three return to the outside world. After defeating the boss of this world, Susie also shows Kris that she did her work some point in the chapter and Kris says that they’re starting theirs. Jockington makes a joke about how they might be a thing which Susie gets all angry at. Kris then goes home, learns omnisans secret, and works on the project for a little bit, tearing their soul out and mentioning that “you are not in control of me.” Chapter 3:Susie and Kris go to China town, literally, unaware that they’re getting followed by Catti (summoner). She was curious why Kris and Susie had been skipping class lately. She says she’s gonna tell Alphys about their behavior unless they tell the truth. When she tries activating her phone though, there’s no wi fi so she’s forced to play protagonist number 5 until the final boss. During their time Susie asks Catti if she and Jokcingotn are dating to which she replies,  with a maybe. Kris dosen’t like this and demands a yes or no answer. Ralsei reminds Kris that they are on borrowed time and that now isn’t the right place to fight. Upon returning to the light world, Susie notices a black spot on the wall but thinks nothing of it. Kris shows Susie the progress that they made in their project and as a reward Susie decides to award them by letting them see their home. During their trip to her house Asriel calls saying “Hey Kris! I’m gonna be coming home on Sunday!” Kris starts to cry at this statement.

Chapter 4:You want Noelle to be a protagonist now don’t you? Well here’s the Healer Noelle chapter you wanted. Alphys says that due to something happening the supplies cabinet is locked up. Susie is angry at this and demands Alphys opens it up but is persuaded other wise when Kris says “DO NOT OPEN IT, OR WE DON’T KNOW WHAT WILL BE UNLEASHED.” So Susie and Kris decide to just skip the darker world today until Noelle joins them and says that her dad needs help at the hospital. They fall down a medicine cabnet and find medicine monsters. Ralsei says that there’s no fountain here but understands that Neolle’s father is probably in need of the medicine so he helps. Through out the Chapter it’s obvious that Kris’ is acting...weird. Their soul isn’t there and you seem to lose control of them at times. While Ralsei finds this odd Susie is enjoying this and Noelle, being used to their bullcrap, ignores this. There’s also also a love confession scene with Noelle and Susie...which sadly does not go well, not matter what you do. After finding the medicine Noelle is depressed and decides that it would be best if she walked home alone. Susie thinks that she was kinda harsh and her and decides to make it up tomorrow. Kris is left alone to walk from home to here. It’s there they meet Sans, who has had his eye on them ever since they laid eyes. They talk about their natural distrust towards one another which is soon interrupted by Papyrus offering ravioli. DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUUN. Also there’s a black puddle on the way back home and Toriel seems to be a bit unwell, BUT RAVIOLI INSTEAD OF SPAGETHI IS THE MAIN THING

Chapter 5:Berdly (inventor) is the last one to join team KSR. Ralsei, being Ralsei, tries to tolerate him but it’s very hard to when he keeps brining up science stuff. What makes matters worse is that they’re in the science lab. Susie thinks about how she’ll make things up with Noelle and she’s a lot more nervous then usual. Kris is still like they are in Chapter 4. Ralsei says that there’s one more fountain to be closed but up next is the strongest enemy they’ve faced so far so he’s glad that he brought Lancer along for the ride. Oh Lancer is there as well BTW, it’s 5 vs ? during most of the battles, except the ones in a specific part which is only Susie and Kris. After defeating the boss Ralsei warns Kris that even though all the fountains are sealed, there’s still danger. For the knight still walks alone and the angel is yet to be seen. Upon returning to the light world Berldy realizes how much of class he misses and hopes he can make it up. Susie talks to Noelle about what happened last night in the dark world and you don’t get to see if they make up or not. Upon the walk home, there’s a lot of worry and panic throughout the town. More and more people start talking about a mysterious dark spots in the town. Alphys reports to a local police lady that the world as we know it is going to end and Undyne gives her a big hug. Napstablook, chief police, says he’ll do investigating but when he steps over the puddle something interesting happens. The police hat he’s wearing turns into headphones. And when Kris steps over it they turn into their darkener self. The chapter ends with Kris threatening to stab the soul... Chapter 6:...But that doesn’t happen thanks to a restraint from Toriel. The town is in a panic. There are no visits to the dark world today. Kris calls Asriel who still says that he's coming over which is the only good news Kris head. No one is happy, well except Susie, who for once in her life time feels as though there’s nothing to worry about she’s got her side of the project done and Kris is almost done with theirs so they should be good. It’s at this moment the other classmates appear and talk to Susie and Kris about their adventures in the dark world and explain that Ralsei might have been twisting the truth a little bit in his prophecy. Berdly states that, upon doing some research, there was only supposed to be two heroes, a human and a monster and that if they were to seal these fountains the sky would turn black. Susie gets angry all of the sudden and demands that they find Ralsei and have him explain his actions at once. Kris though pulls the dagger out of their pocket and says otherwise and “you’ll have to get through me first, Suzy.” You play as the five other students in their regular forms and although they don’t have Kris’ dagger or abilities they had in the dark they do have their natural abilities. Susie asks what they hell that was about and Kris explains that they are not who is in control at all times sometimes -your vessel name here- takes over. It’s then your vessels pops out of your soul and reveals it’s form that you did. It doesn’t say anything and simply disappears. Suddenly Kris feels in control of their body again and lets go of the knife. Right now they’ve got one more thing to do, find Ralsei and the knight. First things first, Ralsei. After fighting tons and tons of bad guys, the six eventually find him near a forest and they ask him what Ralsei really wanted. “It’s quite simple really,” says the dark prince “I wanted you to be fooled by an innocent look.” In reality he was the angel that was to bring chaos to this land and before you know it, new home is covered in darkness. Everyone is scared now. People don’t know what to do and thus the gang has to fight him. Thankfully, he gave them their powers back. But first, the monsters must find the knight. Chapter 7:Leaving Kris behind they reunite with Lancer and decide to add him to the party one last time meaning it’s basically 6 against 1 and 8 if they can get the knight to side with them. It takes a little why but they do find out who created the Dark World at least “Dr.Gaster” whose from a parralel universe known as Undertale, which he can no longer return too. So he created this universe in his image with a few familiar faces and some new. However it seems that there was an error in his makings or something. The knight appears and fights Dr.Gaster, no matter how good of a fighter you are the knight will grab his soul and run off with it. However don’t lose hope. For with his soul came a hint to the knight’s location. Once they find the knight he asks “where is Kris?” they refuse to tell them their location and get into a fight. The fight is rigged for him to lose no matter what you do. He surrenders but still wants to know where Kris is, for only he and Kris can stop Ralsei. Ultimately they cooperate and each one goes and fights a boss from the world they appeared in but not by themselves. Susie gets help from MK, Temmie Alphys, and Snowy. Jockington gets help from Alvin, Mettaton, Napstablook & Undyne. Catty, Bratty, the blue bunny and Burgerpants help out Catti. Sans, Papyrus, and Rudolph help Noelle and Berdly. Finally Susie and Lancer get help from the Dreemurs and Gaster. Kris and the Knight have to fight the second boss before Ralsei before they can reach him. After that they reach Ralsei once and fight him in his new found angelic form. ZUN helps compose the music for the final boss themes and in order to defeat him you’re gonna need a lot of time to get him. There’s 3 phases, one of him saying that balance needs not be restored and that your’e the ones restoring the balance. The second is of him showing him the true demon behind the angel wings and with wings of familiar colors appear. Scars, injuries and a destroyed kingdom are all explained through this phase. Eventually it seems like the Kris is about to give up but then phase 3 happens with the most unexpected twist. “...No you can’t die now Kris.” he says “And why not?” they ask.

“...Because I haven’t even got you hot choclate yet.” After defeating the demon Ralsei once and for all the truth is explained to Kris. Asriel’s college is were he studies parallel worlds or something like that and the dark world here was a parallel version fo the light world. However Ralsei was sick and tired of balance all the time, he wanted chaos and disorder so he went and did just that. He eventually gets arrested and light and dark is restored again with hometown being a mix of light and dark. Ralsei is jail mates with King Chaos and Lancer transfers schools to go with Susie. She doesn’t get together with Noelle, but she’s moved on to a girl that she meet in the darker world. Undyne and Alphys get together. Omnisan finally tells us their secret. The dog finishes his game. Kris and Asriel go get that hot choclate and life returns  to usual. With Kris pulling out the soul again, but more gently...and setting it down in the cage saying “thank you.”