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magicdreemurr17 · 1 year

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Short Story: Mysterious Christmas

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'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the household, the children listened to the stories Toriel told… stories of a man draped in his coat of white and red, who planted gifts under the tree and flew over people's sleeping heads. His beard was said to be as white as snow, and his name almost anyone would know. He brought to the world incredible joy, as he presented many children with their most wanted toys. The stories would always end the same, with old Saint Nicholas flying back the direction he came. As the goat woman's stories came to an end, Frisk would exchange excited glances with all their friends.

"Do you think Santa will come tonight if we wait for him?" they asked with glee.

Toriel sighed with a smile, "You know if you're not asleep by midnight, he won't come down the chimney."

Despite the Christmas spirit in the air, one soul refused to let their merriness be shared. The scrooge who was guilty of their attitude so sour… was Frisk's own sister, Magic, who looked rather dour. She cared not for the Christmas cheer, even though it was a blissful time of the year. Her mind was thoughtless of the concept of gifting, and of the spirit of others to be lifting. It concerned the other monsters in the household, but only one could speak up to her so bold.

"Hey, sourpuss! People say I have an attitude, you won't even join in the celebration!" exclaimed Flowey the flower.

"... Christmas is just another day to me. It's nothing to be celebratory of." Magic replied, as in the dark corner she cowered.

Asgore, being the kind and patient man they knew, decided to speak up to help the older human not feel so blue.

"Perhaps you can help me organize the presents under the tree," he said calmly, "maybe being occupied for a good cause will make you happy."

"Thanks, but I am afraid I'll have to pass." said the grouchy human as she turned away from the living room, "Once Christmas is over, this cheer will barely last."

She made her way to the stairs and up to her room, slamming the door shut as her friends exchanged faces filled with gloom. She stood against her door, sorrow choking at her breaths of life. She couldn't be happy when Christmas reminded her of her old misery and strife. The years she spent out on a holiday, cold and alone. No friends or family around, not even a place to call home… but things were meant to be different now, why couldn't she be happy? Was it truly her lot in life to feel nothing but misery..?

Just then at her door, she heard a quiet knock. She didn't know why someone would, not when the door was unlocked.

"Who's there..?" she replied with a frown.

"boo…" the other person kept his voice down.

"Boo who?" she realized the joke that was made, but didn't put up a fight.

"no need for you to feel sad, kiddo…" said the iconic voice of Sans, "especially not tonight."

"Sans, that joke was your worst one yet. Do you ever run out of bad puns to tell..?" she responded as she turned to open the door, completely dismissing it was she who, into his trap, fell.

"well, it got a grin out of you, didn't it, bud?" he returned the grin as she covered her mouth in embarrassment. The joke did get her, the smile was not a faker nor a dud.

"So what if you got me to smile?" she responded defensively, hoping he would just walk away from the situation.

"did you really think i'd leave ya up here all alone on christmas eve for a while?" he replied, not wanting to leave a friend in isolation.

The older human's smile careened and fell upside down. He was justified in coming to check on her, as she was probably the only miserable soul in town.

"for someone named Magic, i'd thought you'd be into this sort of thing." he commented as he scratched his skull.

The older human sighed in defeat, "I never had a proper Christmas in my childhood. I can't pretend to be happy in front of Frisk when the magic died long before I knew about it. Now everything is just boring and dull."

Sans thought to himself as he looked in her eyes. There was more to the sadness behind them, something hiding beneath those past ties. If they could find some way to ignite her Christmas cheer, perhaps then things could be better for her this year.

"you just hang tight, kiddo. things'll get better… until then, you gotta chill out." he winked with a broad smile.

She let out an undignified snort, covering her mouth as Papyrus shouted from downstairs, "NO MORE BAD PUNS OUT OF YOU FOR A WHILE!"

As Sans left her to her own thoughts, who should be next to approach from the stairs but her younger sibling with some hot chocolate they brought. As to their older sister they walked up, they held out to her one of those cups.

"I thought you'd like some hot chocolate to make your day brighter." they said with a small smile.

Magic returned it and took the cup graciously. Frisk always had a good influence on her, but most importantly they could keep her happy for a while. The two siblings sat together on the edge of her bed, the thought of what tomorrow's holiday would bring dancing in their heads. Everyone was happy and on the surface, living free. What more could they possibly need?

"Hey, do you wanna go for a walk?" The older sibling suggests, with little Frisk nodding at their sister's behest. Some fresh air might do them good. It might even put her in a better mood.

They grabbed their scarves and gloves before heading out, neglecting to give their friends a holler or a shout. The two trailed across their cozy little town, as everyone's lights dimmed and the families settled down. The night of Christmas Eve was upon them now, and they were preparing for Santa's arrival to town.

Magic didn't seem to understand, "What good is believing if you've never met them before..?"

Frisk looked up at her and signed, "Everyone's gotta have something to believe in, or what use is there in hope anymore?"

"Hmm…" she hummed in acknowledgement as they walked up the mountain trail, the very same path which started their life's tale.

They walked up to the entrance of which they left the Underground, to admire the view of the winter landscape all around. It was such a calming sight to see, even Magic's heart was put at ease.

"This really was a good idea," she said with a sigh and a smile, "I know I've been acting like a bit of a scrooge for a while."

"There's nothing wrong with how you feel," little Frisk told her, "your Christmas just never felt this real."

The more she pondered it, she realized her sibling's words rang true. She was not alone anymore, she had them and a real family too. Toriel, Papyrus, Asgore… even Sans, Undyne, Alphys and more! Just as she felt her hope lifting so high, a small jingle turned their faces towards the sky. A coat of red and white caught their eyes, as a single figure flew through the skies. The sleigh they towed was pulled by a Gyftrot, and on the back of it, many presents they had brought. The siblings' eyes gently glistened, as they gasped at the figure in recognition. Despite being unable to see their face, they knew that it was Santa flying over their place. As a magic glow filled the town of Ebott, the humans observed their work so quiet.

As the presents vanished from the sled and into their homes, Magic felt comforted knowing she wasn't witnessing this miracle alone… and as the sleigh disappeared into the depths of the night, they heard a quiet voice tell them, "Merry Christmas to all, and to all, I hope no overwrite."

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"That's it? That's how your stupid story ends?" asked Genocide in complete disappointment.

"It isn't my story! Gaster gave me the book to read to you and Red!" Pacifist exclaimed.

"But if you didn't write it, then who? And what the hell was that goodbye they wrote at the end? 'Merry Christmas to all, and to all, I hope no overwrite'? What kind of nonsense is that!?"

"Quit being rude. I thought it was a nice story," Red growled in Pacifist's defense, "and I like when Pacifist reads stories. She knows how to make it feel real!"

Pacifist stayed quiet, pondering over the book's contents silently.

"Pacifist..?" Red looked up at her anomaly friend expectantly, waiting for a response.

"It's just odd… This story… It would never actually happen…" she commented, "I mean… for one thing, Magic doesn't hate Christmas at all. She loves the winter season in general, so whoever wrote this clearly doesn't know her personally… Or they wrote it like that on purpose."

"Why would someone write a lame Christmas story that didn't make sense? Who did Gaster get that book from?" Genocide asked.

Pacifist read over the last few words again, the word overwrite creeping in her thoughts obsessively, like she knew what it meant on the edge of her mind, but couldn't figure it out, "I don't know… All he said was that he got it from someone who's quite familiar with the Underground but nobody is familiar with them…"

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Author's Note: Merry Xmas, everyone! I wanted to write a short story as a Christmas present to all my dedicated L.I.T.E readers who have been patiently waiting for the next chapter to come out. Thank you for your support on the story. Also, FYI to the readers who wanna make theories on the hidden messages to this story, while most of it is not canon, the last part is a bit misleading. You might think you know who gave Gaster that "book", but it's not him.

#undertale #lost in the echo #fanfic #is this canon?#no THIS story is not canon

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enlightenedrobot · 5 years

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#Billie Eilish #Lord Doominator #Steven Universe #Steven Universe the Movie #Wander Over Yonder #Daft Punk #Tom and Jerry #Kermit the Frog #Bill CIpher #Ruby Gloom #The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy #Lil Nas X #Kanye West #Takashi Murakami #Flowey #Undertale

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anotherbackyardigansblog · 2 years

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Flowers pushed the Gloom Meister's mom off a cliff

What if it was Flowey from Undertale instead

#twigstarpikachutroll22 #Answered

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undertalethingems · 4 years

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Bark at the Moon, Chapter 6: Slip Through

Or read on my Ao3>

Rating, Setting: Gen, Pre-canon

Chapter Warnings: None?

Chapter Summary: No longer so alone, Papyrus is ready to tackle finding his brother--with Undyne's help, he's sure to find something...

“Okay! It should be late enough that most people'll be home for the night, so chances are no one will spot you, much less recognize you. That should take care of your concerns about being seen, right?”

"Good point," Papyrus agreed, taking another spoonful of the hearty soup Undyne had made. It was a little hard to grip his silverware, so eating was slow, but it was nice to have something hot so he wanted to savor it anyway. At least Undyne was way better at making soup than spaghetti. "It does make me a tad less trousled."

Undyne smiled. "Good. Once you're done there we'll get cleaned up and head out, okay?"

The rest of the evening was relatively quiet--the two traded banter while Papyrus finished his dinner, then they worked together to do the dishes and put things away. And then, all too soon--it was time to start their investigation, which meant stepping into a world Papyrus didn't know that he belonged in. He was sure it was just as ready for him as he was for it--which was to say, not at all.

But Undyne beckoned, and Papyrus shook himself out before reluctantly headed for the door. The outside world loomed, and for a moment he hesitated.... No, he needed to leave. Drawing a deep breath, he stepped out for what felt like the first time in ages. It was strange, feeling the cold again and snow crunching under his claws. But... it was so open... so spacious... he needed to run, to express all the energy he'd had to bottle up!

He tore off towards the nearby clearing, delighting in the wind rushing and newfound strength coursing through him as he galloped down the road. This was where he belonged! Out and about, doing, being! Not cooped up at home, that was sure. He barreled into the snow and rolled around, then got back to his feet and shook the snow from his bones. Oh that felt good! He was fully refreshed, like he'd finally shed the gloom that had washed over him in his house.

Undyne was laughing when she caught up with him, happy to see him acting more like his old self. “Feels good to get out, huh? Being a homebody doesn’t suit you. Alright, now, where do you think Sans might have gone?”

Papyrus stroked his chin. “Well, it's difficult to say, but his basic needs are a place to sleep and bad food... but no one’s reported him from Grillby’s, right?”

“No,” Undyne frowned. “You’d think that’s the first thing we’d hear about—it was Grillby himself who asked me to check up on him… so he’s either still going, or Grillby hasn’t gotten nervous yet. Seems like a good place to start either way!”

Papyrus nodded, and together they turned to head for the restaurant. It glowed a welcoming amber in the subterranean night, but Papyrus declined to enter the establishment, both on account of his current state as well as being firmly opposed to grease as a concept. So he sat in the snow opposite the building as Undyne went in, hoping there'd be lead on his brother. Grillby was, despite how Papyrus felt about the quality of his cooking, a good monster who knew his regulars well. And even if Sans was mad and avoiding him, surely he wouldn't avoid his favorite food.

“No one’s seen him,” Undyne relayed when she’d returned, looking downcast. “Grillby says he stopped coming about two and a half weeks ago. He was about to call me again, actually, it’s kinda funny.”

“Two and a half weeks… that’s when you came to visit.”

“Right,” Undyne said with a wincing smile. “So the timeframe matches… and… I guess there’s something else weird. Grillby almost didn’t tell me--he wasn't sure it was relevant. But… apparently he’s had kids come in a couple times now and order a few burgers to go. When they got asked by one of the other customers what they were for, all they said was that it was some flower monster who wanted them.”

Papyrus blinked. A flower.... “Why would a flower monster need someone to buy burgers for them?

“Dunno, but… Grillby said that what struck him as odd… was that it’s Sans’ favorite they keep ordering, and nothing else. They even ask for extra ketchup.”

“Hmm…” Papyrus trailed, not sure what to make of this information. A certain flower had been his friend in timelines past. Maybe he’d decided to become Sans’ friend this time around? He couldn't be sure, and it made him uneasy. He wasn't always his friend.

“Yeah, I dunno either,” Undyne continued, “but everyone asked how you were and what was up, so they miss you a lot. You better figure this thing out soon or you might have a visiting party from the dogs.”

“I… I’m touched,” Papyrus said softly; he hadn’t thought anyone would pay his absence any mind. They were all Sans’ friends, not his…

“Yeah! I told them you were taking a good long vacation since you tend to overwork yourself, and they bought it, but I think everyone’s looking forward to seeing you guys back in action. Anyway! I say we try and find this flower guy and talk to him. Ask him what he’s doing with those burgers.”

“…It is our only lead,” Papyrus agreed, narrowing his eyes. “If he’s hanging out with Sans, then that would certainly explain it.”

“Alright. I’ve always wanted to do a stakeout,” Undyne grinned, flashing her fangs. “Based on what Grillby told me, those kids should show up tomorrow. Let’s wait here all night and make sure we don’t miss ‘em.”

“An excellent strategy! I am with you one zillion percent!”

The two friends hunkered down in the snow just off the road and out of sight. Undyne couldn’t keep from shivering after a few hours in, so Papyrus darted back home to retrieve a blanket for her. It looked a little conspicuous draped over her shoulders, so with her approval he buried her in snow and left only a small space open for her to peer through. Halfway into the morning she was apparently cozy enough to fall asleep, but Papyrus didn’t mind. He could keep watch in the meantime.

It was just after Grillby unlocked his door for the morning that a trio of kids ran up—a pair of bunnies and a little reptilian child. They greeted the fire monster brightly, and he nodded to them before letting them stumble in. Papyrus prodded Undyne in her side, and she yelped—he’d forgotten he had particularly sharp digits now—but it got the message across. She tossed the blanket aside, shedding snow as she stood.

“Okay. You ready to do this?”

“I was born ready!” Papyrus replied, crouching in anticipation.

“Okay! I want you to stay back and track behind us while I get the kids to take me to the flower. I don't want anything to go unnoticed, so you'll keep an eye on the whole thing. Understand?”

“Oh… Yes! What a cunning plan! We will soon learn the truth with you at the helm!”

“Heck yeah! Alright, shh, here they come.”

The kids skipped from Grillby's, each with a small bag in their arms—or, in the little reptilian child’s case, their mouth. Papyrus could smell the grease from here, and regretted having such a powerful sense of smell in this form. At least it would make them easy to follow. He watched them trot down the street towards Waterfall, giggling and chatting to each other as they walked, discussing what they’d do with the extra money they were making. So, someone really was paying them to buy bad decisions…

Undyne waited until they were a bit further down the road to make her move, stepping out from the sidelines to follow them. Papyrus stayed within the trees, swift and silent on his feet as he trailed them, wondering where all this would lead.

“Hey guys!” Undyne called, waving casually to the trio as she caught up with them just outside Waterfall. They turned to face her, and the reptile dropped their bag on account of their jaw falling open.

“Oh my gosh! Yo! It’s Undyne!” the child exclaimed in a stunned whisper. “Act cool, she’s only the most awesome monster in the whole Underground!”

The bunnies exchanged looks, but smiled politely as the captain approached.

“You kids off to have a picnic?” she began, and the little ones milled around a bit before one of the bunnies answered.

“Um, no…”

“Really? Can I ask where you're taking those burgers then?”

The reptilian was quick to answer. “There’s this flower guy who loves ‘em! But his roots keep him from going inside Grillby’s, plus it's too cold for him in Snowdin anyway, so he has to ask us kids to get ‘em for him! We’re helping our fellow monsters, just like you want us to!”

“Good job,” Undyne said proudly. “Hey, I kinda want to meet this guy. Think I could tag along?”

“Um, I guess so?” the other bunny answered, shrugging his shoulders. “It’s nothing real special.”

The kids led the way with Undyne in tow, and Papyrus couldn’t help but feel hopeful. He kept just out of sight as they wound through the dark, damp halls of Waterfall, crossed the bridge, and came to a field of echo flowers. Amid the whispering expanse of eerie blue, there was a bright spot of yellow. It was a flower with face, stretched with a cheery smile.

“Howdy kids!” the flower chirped brightly. “Oh boy, you brought a new friend! Could this be the Undyne you’ve told me so much about?”

“It totally is!” the reptilian answered gleefully, dropping their bag again as they hopped. “She wanted to meet you! You’re sooo lucky!”

“I sure am!” the plant replied, but Papyrus thought there was something just a bit off in his expression. “And hey, looks like you brought everything else too!”

“Here you go, mister Flowey,” one of the bunnies said as the trio handed their bags over. “You must like burgers a whole lot if you eat so many. Doesn’t your momma tell you you’ll get sick if you eat too much of them?”

“Well, you wanna know something real sad? Flowers don’t exactly have moms,” Flowey replied, and the children gasped sadly.

“Yo, you never had a mom?!”

“That is so sad…”

“Miss Undyne, did you know he didn’t have a momma?!”

Undyne sighed. “Not everyone’s that lucky. You guys run home and hug your moms extra hard, okay?”

“Okay!” the trio chorused.

“Hey, but enough of that for now!” Flowey spoke again. “You guys have been a big help! Here’s your tip, hee hee!”

He tossed each of the kids a little sack of gold using a thin vine, and the three ran off, giggling and waving. Undyne stayed behind, as did Flowey. The two eyed one another for a moment, until Undyne broke the quiet.

“Listen, I won’t keep you long, but I came with those kids because I need to ask you something. I need to know if you’ve seen or know the whereabouts of a man named Sans. He’s a skeleton monster about yea tall, and tends to wear a blue jacket and black shorts. Know him?”

“Hmm…” Flowey tapped a vine to his chin. “Doesn’t sound familiar. Can I ask why you’re looking for him? Did he do something bad?”

“No. He went missing about two weeks ago, and we were given the impression you might know something,” Undyne replied, folding her arms.

“Who told you that? I’m just a flower, I don’t get out much,” Flowey replied, looking offended.

“Well… from what we’ve heard, that’s when you started asking those kids to get burgers for you, and they happen to be Sans’ favorite.”

“...That’s your lead? Really?” Flowey scoffed as he reached into the closest bag to unwrap a burger and bit into it. “Listen. I’m stuck out here in Waterfall. It took me forever to come across anything like Grillby’s cooking, and now, I can’t get enough of it. Can you really blame me for asking my fellow monsters to help a guy out? Is that so wrong?”

“Well, no,” Undyne huffed. “But—”

“Listen, I’m sorry to hear about this Sans guy, and I hope you find him. But I just really like these burgers. I had no idea he liked them too—hey, I can’t blame him, hee hee! I’ll let you know if I see anything, but this is the first I’ve even heard of him,” Flowey said, tilting his head in a shrug before taking another bite. Undyne pursed her lips.

“Well, thanks, I guess. Sorry to bother you. Let the Guard know if you do find anything.”

She marched away with brows furrowed, and Papyrus lingered to watch Flowey just a bit longer. Flowey waited until she was definitely out of the room to spit his mouthful of food out, his lip curled as he glared in her direction. Then he gathered up the bags with his vines and disappeared into the earth.

Papyrus went from feeling disappointed to terrified.

His magic pulsing through him in a panicked rush, he left his spot in the shadows to investigate where Flowey had vanished. He found a small mound of upturned soil and no other physical signs, but there was a smell. Not the smell of fresh grease from Grillby’s, nor the scent of clammy mud and grass, though all were present. No, this was a smell that made his magic coil so tensely in his chest he thought it might burst, a smell that made him shiver from skull to tailtip at its presence.

It was the faint smell of earthy bone and stale ketchup.

Flowey was a liar.

Flowey was, very often, not a good person and wouldn’t even try sometimes. Papyrus had hoped that with the dearth of resets lately he might have given up on playing with everyone’s lives, but it seemed this was not the case. He still hoped, naturally, that one day Flowey would make the right choice, but with him acting the way he had, and Sans being how he was now…

Papyrus groaned. Maybe Sans was happy. He was alive, at least, and even if Flowey had him trapped somewhere, somehow, he was getting out of work, probably napping a lot and being brought his favorite food. He’d said himself that was all Sans really needed… Maybe Sans just didn’t want to come home after all. He hoped it was like that.

“Papyrus…?” Undyne’s voice echoed from down the corridor, and he perked up. He glanced back down at the little clump of dirt where Flowey had been, and pushed his heartbreak aside. If Sans was happy somewhere, then so was he. He heaved a sigh, and trotted to catch up with his captain.

"Did you see something?" Undyne asked when he caught up, and he glanced around before answering in a low voice.

"No, not a thing! How frustrating," he huffed. "I suppose there's nothing for it but to keep waiting. However long that is..."

Undyne considered his words, then turned to him with a grin. "Hey! Rather than stay cooped up in your house again, how about you come over to mine? You know, for a sleepover."

Papyrus blinked. "Really?"

"Sure! I also know a couple spots where NO ONE ever comes, so we can hang out there and you don't have to worry about being seen. That'd be pretty nice, right?"

Papyrus was taken aback. "Well, certainly, b-but--are you sure that's proper? F-for you? There's etiquette and such, I read it in the Royal Guard handbook handbook."

"Psh, I don't care about what's proper! All that etiquette stuff is a TOTAL DRAG! AND! I'M THE CAPTAIN! I DECIDE WHAT RULES TO ENFORCE! And I say SCREW 'EM! I care about my friend, who's been stuck alone in his house for way too long. It'll be fun!"

Papyrus hemmed and hawed. Was it really okay...? Undyne thought so, and after everything today he wasn't sure he could take being alone another night. She had called him her friend... he almost couldn't believe it... But he knew he shouldn't stay by himself again. "Um... well... alright. It does sound nice."

"HECK yeah it does!" Undyne beamed, punching him in the shoulder playfully. "Now come on, I dunno about you but we've been out long enough. Let's head back to my place."

Papyrus let her lead the way along the winding corridors and yawning chasms of Waterfall until they reached the quiet corner where Undyne's house sat. He followed her in and immediately slipped on the ceramic tile floor, his legs sliding out from under him with a scrape. He groaned, and Undyne stifled a laugh as she helped him stand.

"I guess there is one problem with you staying here," she teased as they hobbled over to the table together. "Good thing it's not a big one!"

"Just embarrassing," Papyrus griped as he sat, carefully balancing with all four feet crammed on the chair. He drummed his claws as Undyne puttered around the kitchen, making what turned out to be tea.

"Figured something warm would be nice," she said, setting a cup before him as she joined him, and for a little while they sat quietly as it cooled. But Undyne always got contemplative when she made tea, and it wasn't long before she spoke. "You know... it's weird, but... I've gotten pretty used to you being like this. It's actually really cool."

"You mean it?" Papyrus asked, and she nodded.

"Yeah! I don't think any other monster can transform like you do, and into this awesome skeleton... beast thing? If I were a human, I'd surrender after just looking at you!"

Papyrus fidgeted. "Well, I suppose that's good..."

He didn't really want to be intimidating. That'd been what he wanted. A reason why they hadn't been allowed to change.

Apparently his discomfort was obvious, because Undyne's mood shifted. "But... being scary... that's not your style, huh? You really don't want to look like this. And it's been getting to you, and now Sans too... Maybe I'm way off, but I get the feeling... this isn't really something you want, and it's actually kind of serious."

"It's nothing to be worried about!" Papyrus uttered quickly. "I'm fine! I just miss my fashions, and my dashing good looks, and holding things like a person who doesn't have sharp claws! And fitting in my bed without having to fold myself up, and going grocery shopping, and not being trapped in my own home, and--and--"

"Hey, easy there," Undyne soothed, extending a hand across the table. "I know it's been rough on you, and Sans being gone hasn't helped. But we'll find him, and you'll get through this. Uh... hey! We should go shopping together sometime! There's whole sections for monsters with your body type, you've got all kinds of options open now. That sounds fun, right?"

Papyrus managed a laugh. "I suppose. I... I guess I ought to consider the fact this is my life now..."

He didn't want to give up. He wasn't going to! He just... had to accept that for the foreseeable future, this was how things would be. He'd said as much to Sans, hadn't he? That they should embrace all that they were? As much as he wanted to go back to his other form... he should just accept this one for now.

"That's a good idea, Undyne. Thank you. I think I should just forget worrying about it."

Undyne smiled, though not as widely as she liked to. "That might be the best idea. I also think... we should get some rest. We sorta stayed up most of the night."

She squinted for a moment.

"And now that I think about it, we didn't really need to. It's not like those kids were gonna show up at 3am..."

Papyrus chuckled. "Nyeh heh, but we were ready! Who knows! Maybe they had planned a daring escapade, sneaking out from under their parent's noses to acquire illicit grease!"

"Well, they wouldn't have gotten very far, considering Grillby's was closed by then."

"That's! A fair point. Whatever, we still had fun!"

Undyne grinned. "Yeah we did. But, I'm pretty worn out from all that, and I've still gotta patrol later, so we should rest."

"I suppose. I'm not sleepy, but... Some time to 'chill' might be nice..."

"Sounds good to me. I'm gonna take a nap, you can hang out here. Help yourself to any snacks, I don't mind."

"Okay. I will be polite about it, not to worry! Now, if it were Sans, you might..." he started to joke, but sadness overcame him. "Sans... I hope he's really okay..."

"I'm sure he's fine, wherever he is," Undyne replied, the slightest edge to her voice. "Come on, let's relax and not worry about things for a bit. You're not gonna find him any faster by stressing."

He let her take the lead again, helping her lay some spare blankets on the floor so he wasn't constantly sliding around and had a place to lay down if he wanted. But once she retired to her room, he was left in the quiet of her home. And there was nothing to keep his thoughts from echoing louder and louder within his skull.

Where was Sans? Was Flowey really responsible for his disappearance? What did he want with him anyway? If he was handling this so poorly, how was Sans holding up? Would he be alright? It hadn't been too long since he left, but in the state of mind he'd been in, and how stressed they'd been before--it had only taken him a few days to slip into old habits. Even without Flowey interfering, would Sans still...?

Papyrus curled up in the blankets and shivered as quietly as he could.

At breakfast the next day, Undyne let him know he could stay as long as he wanted, and he agreed--it was a major improvement over staying in his home alone. But as generous as Undyne's offer was, her house was even smaller than his and it only took a couple days for him to get antsy again. She came back from a shift to find him attempting to walk on the ceiling using blue magic, and her startled shout broke his concentration. He fell most of the way before catching himself and floating the rest, landing deftly on his feet. He fidgeted sheepishly under her perplexed gaze before explaining.

"I. Um. Was very bored."

Undyne blinked, and rubbed her forehead with a finger as she stepped the rest of the way into her house. "I can tell, but now there's claw marks in the plaster."

"Sorry."

"Hah! It actually looks rad, so don't worry about it. But geez, I guess being cooped up in one house isn't much better than being cooped up in another. Do I need to get you like, a chew toy or something?"

Papyrus lowered his brows. "That sounds nice... and I hate it."

"Gotcha. I just know it helps the dogs stay focused on a slow shift. I could check some stuff out of the library?"

"I've already read most of my books back home, I don't know if I want to read more..." Papyrus sighed, laying down dejectedly. "I want to do things..."

Undyne frowned. "Man, I really hate seeing you like this... And you're dead-set on not going outside?"

"Not where anyone can see," Papyrus huffed. "If Sans were here, he could just take me somewhere with a shortcut... but I guess he had better things to do."

"Hey, I know he's happy to slack off and ditch anything that looks like work, but I don't believe for a second he'd completely abandon you," Undyne snapped. "He's out there somewhere, and we'll find him--but for now, you're getting out of the house."

"How?!"

"I told you, I know some spots that are way out of the way--no one'll ever see you. I usually use 'em to train.. or.... um... reenact scenes from human history stuff Alphys has shown me... But! It's perfect! I've got another patrol in a bit, so we can head over now and you can hang out there until I'm done. How's that sound?"

Papyrus mulled it over. "And you promise no one will see?"

Undyne nodded firmly. "You have my word. C'mon, let's get some snacks and stuff for you and get going."

"Um... maybe I will take that chew toy too. Just in case."

Undyne beamed, and together they packed a small sling of supplies. Together, they snuck furtively through passages and halls before coming to a grotto leading up a cliff face. Undyne rolled her shoulders, then vaulted up the walls, quickly scaling them; after only a few moments of consideration, Papyrus followed her, leaping most of the way before digging in with his claws and hauling himself the rest of the way up. They traversed another passage, ducking stalactites and squeezing through when the passage narrowed to a fraction of its original width. It was clear why no one ever came this way--it was a hassle just to get through.

But finally the hall opened into a sizable cavern, illuminated by massive spires of glowing crystals, and a still lake filled one side towards the back. A cliff thrust dramatically over the water, and Papyrus instantly knew Undyne used it to practice monologues. No wonder she liked this spot.

"We're here!" she said cheerfully, spinning on her heel to face him as she gestured at the scenery. "I've explored every cranny of this place. There are no other offshoots of any tunnels, and it's so far away no one can hear you scream as you reach your next power level. You can do whatever you want here!"

"Thank you for showing it to me, Undyne. But now I know this secret about you," Papyrus teased.

"And if you tell anyone, I'll have to kill you," Undyne replied, a smile still on her face.

"I gladly accept!"

Undyne coughed laughing. "Oh my god! Papyrus!"

"Not to worry, Undyne, I only jest! I would never tell anyone your secrets. I'd say my lips are sealed, but I don't have any!"

Undyne burst out laughing again, and Papyrus waved his tail from side to side--joking around with Undyne always made him feel better. It was too bad she had to leave, but she had a job to do.

"Well hey, I gotta head out, but we'll hang out here after I'm done, okay?" she promised, and he watched her go feeling optimistic. He still hated having to stay away from everyone, but... at least this place was big enough to run around in.

He turned to study the cavern once more--then unhooked the sling of goodies from his spines and took off, dashing around the room, splashing through the shallows of the lake, climbing the rock formations only to leap and take off again. Oh, to run and jump and move again, why, he could just--

He opened his jaws wide to let a beam of pure magic sear through the air. He snapped his mouth shut and skidded to a halt in surprise--oh. Too soon. He'd have to get a better handle on that one for sure.

Heaving a sigh, Papyrus shook himself out with a clatter and paced over to the sling he'd left on the cave floor. Pulling it open with claws and teeth, he eyed the chew toy--a little rubber newspaper--and picked it up before walking over to the lakeside and laying down. Despite his initial reluctance to take it, it had occurred to him that if he really was going to work to accept his form as it was, he might as well indulge some of the instincts he had. It was surprisingly satisfying to squeeze the rubber between his teeth as he thought, and it helped with the general fidgetiness he'd been feeling of late.

No wonder the dogs liked this kind of thing. It was actually pretty calming.

Eventually, he lost interest though. He set the toy aside and wandered over to the other things they'd packed. Snacks... no, he wasn't hungry. He pushed a can of peanuts away, and it rolled with a clatter... He looked at it pointedly and pushed it again, harder. It rolled further and he hopped to give chase, batting and pawing at it, sending it spinning across the cave floor. He pounced on it--and it skidded from under his claws right into the lake. He went after it, but it was too late--it had already sunk out of sight. He lashed his tail in frustration, his toy gone--but a flash of white beneath the water's surface caught his eye.

He crept to the edge--and was soon entertaining himself by chasing eyeless cave fish around the shallows, summoning tiny bone mazes and watching as they wove through the obstacles to avoid him. But eventually they fled to the depths where he feared to tread, and he left the water to shake and dry off. Oh, that chewy thing looked fun again.

A sound caught his attention--one that wasn't made by him. It felt like a really long time since there'd been any sounds, and he rose into a low crouch as he listened to it draw near. A hard, clanking sound, something big--wait, he knew what it was! A friend! He'd play with them.

"Papyrus! I'm back!" Undyne called into the cavern, and was immediately tackled from behind. She rolled onto her back and kicked, sending her assailant flying with a yelp. She got to her feet, already beaming. "Hah! You thought you could pull one over on ME?! I'm the Captain of the Royal freakin' Guard, punk!"

Papyrus had risen as well, and fixed her with a daring look--before taking off across the room, only to circle back and bark at her when she didn't follow.

"What, you think this is a GAME?!" she bellowed, and took off after him. They wove around the room, throwing out bones and spears alike to try tripping each other up; Undyne was fast, but on four legs, Papyrus was faster and ran circles around her, sometimes stopping just out of reach as if to taunt her.

Wait. Why wasn't he just taunting her?

"Dude, Papyrus, timeout," she called, slowing to a jog. Papyrus continued to trot around her mockingly. She scowled, and cast a spear horizontally in his path--he leapt over it easily and didn't slow down at all, jumping over it again as he circled back around. "Oh come on!"

He trilled something that almost sounded like "nyeh heh heh", and Undyne squinted.

"Uh, Papyrus...? Why aren't you talking?"

Finally, he seemed to slow down, and confusion danced briefly on his face. But then he went back to trotting at full speed, that mischievous look back on his face.

Undyne frowned, and brandished another spear. With a wave, Papyrus' soul flashed green, and he was suddenly locked in place. He gave a playful growl as he spun to face her, tail lashing. Light gathered in his jaws--Undyne lunged forward, wrapping her hand around his muzzle. His eyes went wide in surprise, and white-hot sparks shot from between his teeth as he coughed on his unfired beam. Undyne let him go, and he spluttered for a bit more before shaking himself out and staring at the ground.

"Ahem. Oh dear."

"Papyrus?"

He looked up at her. "Yes."

Undyne made a face at him. "Did you forget how to talk or something?"

Papyrus winced. "Um. Maybe a little."

"How does that even happen? Are you okay?" Undyne asked, and Papyrus shook himself out again before sitting and staring at his feet.

"It's so easy sometimes," he uttered, and she lowered a brow.

"To forget how to talk?"

"To forget how to person."

Undyne grimaced. "Is that... part of your... um. Transformation?"

Papyrus shrugged. "A little, I guess. There are some things that just make more sense, like this. Like, how to smell things, how to chase... It's like parts of my brain wake up--or would, if I had a brain. But, it's like other parts want to sleep. Ones that... supposedly are less useful."

Undyne saw the subtle shiver that ran through him.

But Papyrus quickly puffed his chest out. "But it's fine! They only want to sleep, and I don't sleep! I slipped up a little bit today, but that's okay! I'm still me!"

"Yeah you are," Undyne affirmed, punching him lightly in the shoulder and knocking him off balance. "Still, should I, uh, be worried about it?"

"No! Because you'll be able to break me out of it! You're great at breaking things!"

"Heck yeah! Don't worry Papyrus, I've got your back," Undyne reassured him. "You ready to head home?"

"Yes! I think I'm in sore need of some bad television. Just the thing to take my mind off losing my mind!"

"Papyrus, oh my god."

It was much later, long after Undyne had gone to bed, that Papyrus let himself think about what had happened. It was unsettling how easily he'd given in to instinct today. And sure, he was trying to accept himself for what he was, and that meant accepting those instincts too. But until he was used to engaging all parts of his mind equally--as easily as he'd once exchanged one form for another--it was too easy to slip firmly into what he had wanted him to be. Was it really their training that made it so alluring, or was it something intrinsic about this form that made acting on instinct so easy...?

He really had to wonder how Sans was doing on that front.

The doctor had had him the longest, pushed him the hardest. He'd never been able to mold him into the perfectly obedient weapon he desired, but he'd worn him down until there was little left but his instincts, and that was almost as good in the doctor's eyes. Papyrus had managed to encourage him to reclaim the full range of his senses and intelligence, but it hadn't been easy, and Sans had relapsed many times before they'd finally sent the doctor to his fate.

But they weren't in the lab anymore; wherever Sans was, Papyrus had doubts it was nearly as harsh.

#undertalethingem writes #undertale #gaster blaster au #papyrus (undertale)#Undyne (undertale)#flowey (undertale)#coming up with a title for this chapter was hard =u=;;#bark at the moon fic

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the-mainverse · 3 years

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Hey hey! @diamonds-little-den here! Just gotta list some people lol.

Please read!

-Mauve (TRIPLETTALE) (35)

-Rosa (TRIPLETTALE) (35)

-Damage (TRIPLETTALE) (35)

LoveFill (TRIPLETTALE) (20)

AppleSeed (TRIPLETTALE) (23)

TT!Flowey (40)

-Blossom (Tripletswap!Mauve) (35)

-Plum (Tripletswap!Damage) (35)

-Precious (Tripletswap!Rosa) (35)

BloodFill (Tripletswap!LoveFill) (20)

-Phoenix (23)

-Crimson (Tripletfell!Mauve) (35)

-Roses (Tripletfell!Rosa) (35)

-Injury (Tripletfell!Damage) (35)

FellFill (Tripletfell!LoveFill) (20)

-Shortie (23)

-Virus (Error!Mauve) (531)

-Sin (Goddess of L.O.V.E) (74)

-Rainbow (Ink!Mauve) (612)

ColorFill (Ink!LoveFill) (170)

-Shovel (HorrorTriplet!Mauve) (35)

-Ravage (HorrorTriplet!Rosa) (35)

-Dire (HorrorTriplet!Damage) (35)

Ax (HorrorTriplet!LoveFill) (20)

Patch (23)

-Boo (Ghost!Mauve) (???)

-Techno (Techno!Mauve) Note: She cannot physically speak. (35)

Synth (Techno!Rosa) (35)

Disc (Techno!Damage) (35)

Lofi (Techno!LoveFill) (20)

Tune (23)

-Naws (BirdtaleTriplet!Mauve) (35)

-C. Nimbus (BirdtaleTriplet!Damage) (35)

-Sky (BirdtaleTriplet!Rosa) (35)

Dove (BirdtaleTriplet!LoveFill) (20)

Bliss (23)

-Comet (OuterTriplet!Mauve) (35)

-Venus (OuterTriplet!Damage) (35)

-MarMar (OuterTale!Rosa) (35)

Star (OuterTriplet!LoveFill) (20)

Sun (23)

-Sugarplum (SugarTriplet!Mauve) (35)

-Candi (SugarTriplet!Damage) (35)

-Sweetie (SugarTriplet!Rosa) (35)

Lolli (SugarTriplet!LoveFill) (20)

Soda (23)

-Beaker (Science!Mauve) (29)

Sci-Fi (Science!LoveFill) (15)

Philosophy (17)

-Massacre (Killer!Mauve) (35)

-Boysenberry (SwapFell!Mauve) (35)

-Thorns (SwapFell!Rosa) (35)

-Withers (SwapFell!Damage) (35)

Gloom (SwapFell!LoveFill) (20)

Twix (23)

-Trickster (Aka 'Illusion') (???)

-Funtime (Aka 'Strength') (???)

-Rough (Aka 'Power') (???)

Playtime (Aka ‘Smile’) (???)

-Mystery (There half of the time) (???)

-Miller (Farmer!Mauve) (35)

-Hailey (Farmer!LoveFill) (20)

Acre (23)

Huami (Lost!Mauve) (???)

-FA/ 'Fallen Angel' (unkillable goddess. No literally you can't kill her- (???)

Note (Song!Mauve) (35)

Lala (Song!LoveFill) (20)

Tranquil (23)

Time Triplets (Time!Damage, Time!Mauve, Time!Rosa, all the age of 19)

Sorrow/Rage (???)

Unfixed (Aftertale!Mauve) (???)

End (Reaper!Mauve) (???)

Jazz (Dance!Mauve) (35)

Tutu (Dance!LoveFill) (20)

Tango (23)

Demise (Dust!Mauve) (35)

Monochrome (She/they) (Ace) (35)

Dot (20)

Mye Melody (???)

Unhinged (Asylum!Mauve) (22)

Thermal (Color!Mauve) (???)

Mauveerrorcode101 (???)

Marigold (Survivor!Mauve) (26)

Lilac (Survivor!LoveFill) (11)

Young (War!LoveFill) (23)

Blitz (War!Mauve) (38)

Respite (25)

Spar (War!Damage) (38)

Null (Negative!Mauve) (35)

Cherry Blossom/CB (FellSwap!Mauve) (35)

Mace (HorrorFell) (35)

Beryl Blue (No specified AU) (35)

Indigo Blue (No specified AU) (40)

Qualms (Distrust au) (20)

Dubiety (Distrust au) (35)

Desire (Lust!Mauve) (35)

Retro (Fresh!Mauve) (35)

Azure (Ocean!Mauve) (35)

Pearl (Ocean!Pearl) (35)

Archy (Ocean!Damage) (35)

Shelly (Ocean!LoveFill) (20)

Joey (Ocean!AppleSeed) (23)

Craze (Circus!Mauve) (35)

Gatekeeper (35)

Ni (5)

Aileth Zeia (8 souls au) (35)

Patchwork (105)

Champagne (Bartender!Mauve) (35)

Glitchy (TV!LoveFill) (20)

(There's so many I know ;-; I'm gonna add more tho so uh- ask some questions! There's events that happen randomly so feel free to come by and drop some! Keep it SFW-)

(Some events relate to plot.)

#triplettale #list #too lazy to list all of the names lmao

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the-river-person · 3 years

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What we Were and What we Are

The only sound was a lonely tone, like a deep endless flute, that echoed softly over the empty city. Somewhere in the mountain an opening let fresh air creep into the ruins and the sound of the wind coming through the hole was a ghostly wail, yet the few listeners paid it no mind. Far far above the city, on a ledge at the very edge of the first royal palace, now long abandoned and ruined, a human in a blue and purple striped shirt appeared through a doorway and found a lonely flower looking out over the towers and turrets. “Chara?” asked Flowey as he turned and saw the human. But they shook their head. “No, they’re gone.” Flowey turned away again, back to the view of shadowed streets and crumbling arches. “Then go away. I don’t want to talk to you.” The human did not leave, instead they sat down on the edge next to Flowey and kicked their legs back and forth. Neither said anything and the silent gloom occupied their thoughts, pressing down like the weight of the mountain above their heads. But after a while that silence was suddenly shattered. “YO! DUDE!” Monster Kid came into side, jogging towards them down old abandoned corridors, his face plastered with a ridiculous grin. “Yo Dude!! This place is so cool! WOOAH!” As he was running he tripped and face planted right into the hard stone tiles of the corridor, the human flinched and started to rise and go to the young monster, but Monster Kid simply picked himself back up and continued towards them as if nothing had happened. His smile didn’t waver once despite the bruise forming beneath the scales of his cheek. They watched him jog the last few steps towards them before bending to catch his breath. Flowey rolled his eyes. “There you are! I've been kinda worried about you,” said Monster Kid when he could speak again. The human tilted their head questioningly. “I know I don’t know you very well, but Papyrus mentioned that you and I used to hang out in some older Resets before everybody knew stuff. I figured we were probably friends or something ‘cause why else would I hang with you?” Flowey laughed, a mean humorless laugh. “Friends? You think they’re friends? They’re not even a person. Just an empty shell with a few last regrets and a lot of useless determination. Besides, didn’t you hear what the King said? Even if they were still the same human from before, that human killed you and everyone else a million times! They’re not your friend.” It seemed that Monster Kid hadn’t noticed Flowey until he began to laugh, for now he stared at the flower in fascination. But his face did droop a little as he listened. “Yeah I know they did. I heard the speech on TV. But everyone makes mistakes. Who are you? What’s your name?” “I’m Flowey, Flowey the Flower,” spat Flowey looking irritated. “Didn’t you hear anything I just said? They’re just an empty shell, you can’t be friends with them, it won’t mean anything.” The human was glancing back and forth between the two, listening but not commenting on the conversation. “Sure it will,” Said Monster Kid, refusing to be put off. “It means something to me, and even if they are a shell, doesn’t mean they can’t have friends. I knew this Temmie who was friends with an egg once, that’s sort of like being friends with a shell, right?” Flowey sputtered with indignation and mild confusion. “I... what? No! It’s NOT the same thing at all! What’s wrong with you?! Did too many falls damage your brain? Make you stupid?” Monster Kid only laughed, “Nah, Dude. I fall all the time, it doesn’t hurt. How’d you get such a weird name like Flowey? Kinda obvious don’tcha think?” “You’re one to talk, Monster Kid.” Flowey retorted. Neither saw, but a very small smile had crept up on to the edges of the human’s face, though it was gone in a mere moment, as if it had never been. Plopping himself down on the ledge next to the human and the flower, Monster kid stared out at the remains of the first Monster Capital City. “Well everybody knows the King isn’t good at naming things.” This startled both of the others and they turned to stare at the yellow lizard like monster. “What do you mean?” asked Flowey, forgetting to sound snide. “Are you saying the King named you?” “Oh yeah! Dude its so cool! When I was born they thought I wasn’t gonna live cause I didn’t have arms or anything! But the Royal Scientist thought I could survive, he told my parents that I could be strong! So my parents asked the King if he’d give me a special name, something great to inspire me. Ha ha! You can guess how well that turned out.” Flowey sniggered. “Yeah that sounds about right. Mine was a spur of the moment thing and It kind of stuck around. But you’re distracting me!” His face, which had almost slipped into an easy grin, suddenly switched to a scowl. “You can’t just be their friend. They killed people! They’re a horrible person!” Monster Kid scoffed and Flowey looked rather taken aback. “That’s dumb. Sure they were a bad person. But they’re not attacking anyone right now are they? They’re doing their best to help from what I’ve seen. Right?” he looked hopefully at the human, who offered him a thin blank smile and nodded. “Well as long as they keep that up, it’s good enough for me.” For a moment Flowey struggled with a response, but none came and he simply turned back to the view. After a long while Monster kid spoke again. “So yo, Dude! Was I brave in the old timelines? Did I kick your butt in an awesome battle? I’ll bet I was as cool as Undyne!!!“

#monster kid #flowey the flower #undertale #undertale au #aeontale #chara dreemurr #the ruins undertale #old home undertale #friends #king asgore #w d gaster #royal scientist gaster

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underroleau · 5 years

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underrole chapter 3

- I WILL MAKE YOU PAY!! - Flowey shouted, out of his mind. He shut his eyes closed, the time to reset… but the reset didn’t happen. Flowey opened his eyes, in shock, just to see Wave still petting him.

- Are you STUPID? I tried to kill you and you touch my head like an idiot! Are you brainless???? Or you just wanna die? Because I can kill you all the times you want !!!! -

Wave was extremely relaxed and answered serenely. - Are you sure this is what you want? -

Flowey flinched, bothered. - YOU’RE ALIVE JUST BECAUSE MY ATTACKS DIDN’T WORK!!!!!… I can kill you anytime !!!!!!!! -

Slowly, a metal noise started to resound, getting closer hastily.

- You’re adorable. - stated Wave, without a care in the world.

- I’m adorable? I AM ADORABLE?!?!?!?!? I WILL KILL YOU, AND YOU WILL SUFFER!!! LIKE YOU NEVER SUFFERED IN YOUR ENTIRE LIFE!!! I don’t know what you are, but I’ll find you and...! -

A spear sizzled in the air, ripping one of Flowey petals and getting stuck in the ground right in front of Wave.

- THE FISH! -

Flowey gasped, before fleeing.

- A flower…? - Undyne halted next to Wave, getting back her spear. - Are you ok? -

- I’m fine! - Wave replied – I made a friend! -

- ...A friend? - Undyne stared down at him – He did just attack you. -

- He is just shy. - Wave stared right back.

- He was trying to kill you, do you understand /that/? -

- Understand what? -

Undyne took a deep breath. Then stomped on Wave’s head, making it impact on the floor.

- How many times… do I have to tell you… not to leave the lab? - she hissed, short tempered – The day just started, and why are you here? -

- I was bored. - Wave replied, under Undyne’s sole, with nonchalance.

The royal guard summoned a spear, pointing it against the kid aggressively. - ENOUGH GAMES! We’re going back to the lab. -

- TO THE LAB!! - Wave yelled, flipping Undyne by pushing her leg away, and running.

Undyne fell to the ground, growling at the figure that was getting away, and breaking her spear in half, shaking with anger.

- Remember, don’t kill him. You can’t kill him. You want to kill him, but you can’t. -

(…)

Back at the lab, Wave ran right into Sans, making both of them stumble to the ground. The kid got right up, helping the skeleton, who stared back at him disappointedly.

- No waffles for you! I told you not to go out... brother… -

Wave immediately hugged Sans, touched by that little nick he used.

- You called me brother!! -

Alphys rushed to the duo, alarmed – Don’t hug him too tightly, or you’ll break him! -

Both stared back at her, and Wave put Sans back to the ground – Woops. -

The skeleton brought a hand to the back of his head, winking – Well, that made me jump outSKIN. -

Wave looked ad him with sparkling, admiring eyes.

- Wow!… -

And right then, Undyne came roaring inside the lab.

- ALP...H….is… -

An embarrassing silent gloomed over them, everyone staring at Undyne, and Wave smiling in a silly way.

- Hello, you!!! -

- Wow… you’re already here.. ok.. - Undyne recomposed herself, with a light cough to lighten the mood. - Well… we have to talk… uhm… -

- Wave. - Alphys suggested.

- Wave, go and play with something. - Undyne pushed him away, with a light gesture of the hand. - I’m going to play with the doggie!! - he perked up.- N-NO… Not now!!!! - Stammered Alphys, a shiver rushing up her spine. - Sit. - And Wave sat on the floor. - Dog? - Undyne furrowed a brow, looking questioningly at Alphys.- Nope! No dog here!! - Another long silence followed…- So.. everything is solved here.. - started the fish woman .- Yup.. ahah.. -

Sans stared at them, hands in his hoodie pockets. - ...so… -- I.. I… I’LL BE PATROLLING!! -

and away ran again Undyne, as fast as she came.-

UNDYNE!!!! - Alphys tried to call her back, in vain. - Wow. - Sans commented, talking a step aside – She really knows how to run against the CURRENT - - Sans!! This is not the time! - - Aw, c’mon, she is just TRACING the FLOW -As he was finishing the pun, he was already at the door. Alphys sighed heavily, turning tiredly toward Wave, that was still sitting in the same place on the floor. She was used to get Sans out by now, and to be left with the kid. But it’s not like it was going to live with her … right? … Right?- … .let’s go… to the dog!! - She said, trying to at least sound enthusiastic.- YAAAAAAAAAAAAAYY!! - Wave yelled, dashing to the elevator.- Wait for me.. - the scientist whined, joining him right after getting some papers from the printer. As the elevator music tuned in, Alphys shuffled through the sheets, and Wave peeked over her shoulder .- What are those? - - Your test results. Let’s see… - She furrowed her brows - ...Your soul is weird… I was not able to find anything existing to associate with it. You have something just similar to Determination, but maybe it’s a residue, I don’t know… your soul should be composed of two components, but it’s not like this, it’s like gelatine in some moments, and fire in other, with a great energy, but it’s not magic. - She scratched her head – A weird energy, maybe this explains your regeneration, and this weird thing that you do, remember without remembering, sigh. - - I AM SPECIAL! - Wave esulted, assuming a proud pose.- ...Yes you are. -The elevator stopped itself, as Wave rushed outside to see Endogeny, as Alphys kept reading in a muffled voice. - Nothing.. nothing at all.. -She was traced off her thoughts as she heard… barks? Angry growls? - Wha…. Endogeny? Wave??? -The lizard ran into the lab, to see Wave being absorbed by a black substance. Wave was just standing there, not a trace of fear nor panick.- WHAT is THAT??? -Without second thought, she ran to help the kid, bus as soon as she approached it, the blackness attacked her.- NOO!! -(...)When Alphys opened her eyes again, she was in a random and common room.- What happened?? And where am I??? -She took quick breaths, as she tried not to panic, and took a glance around: walls of a brownish tinge, a desk with a pc, a bed with a blanket and three pillows, a wardrobe with a backpack next to it and Flowey in a vase on the bedstand.- Flowey… w-what?? -Flowey jolted it’s head up, as if answering Alphys, but instead…-

Frisk!! STILL! -The kid dashed in the room.-

Don’t start again Flowey!! I have to go to school! -

- I knooooww, - the flower whined, - but it’s been a YEAR, when are you going to reset??

-Alphys stood there, awkwardly, wondering what a reset was, and if they could see her. Frisk reached for Flowey, taking his pot –

I told you Flowey. I never used the reset, and I won’t use it. -

OK, OK, OK!! JUST DON’T LET ME FALL!!! -

- Yeah, yeah.. - said Frisk, grabbing his bag and leaving the room with it, and Flowey – I’m leaving you to Toriel. -Alphys peeked the shut door, concerned.- ...why is Flowey so friendly… where is this… what is… going on.. I need to follow them. -She went to the door of the room, opening it.. but what she found, was a school full of monsters, and as she got her surroundings, something told her she was on the surface. And the more she looked, the more she saw humans interacting with monsters, cohesisting with them, with only some exception. Everything around her changed once more, fading.-

What now… - Alphys turned around, a sharp pain in her head, focusing with what was happening in front of her. Monsters were around her, facing a stage. Humans, and monsters alike. Toriel walked forward holding Frisk’s hand, who was still holding Flowey. There was something under a blanket, that was briskly uncovered and turned on. It was a machine, in which electricity started to flow. From the design, Alphys recognized the machine to the void they were building. - What is that doing here… and where’s the human?? I’ve been following him in these… loopholes.. but I still don’t know why.

-As soon as she spotted the human, the machine started malfunctioning, and the portal generated by it started to be unstable, cackling and roaring.-

O-oh no!! If the same thing happens like with my machine, in those proportions…!!!

-A deafening explosion, and the portal started to suck violently inside it’s womb everything. - NOO!!! -Alphys, still thinking she was physically there, stumbled trying to grab something, but her hand went right through it. - R-Right, I’m not... here… -Noticing that the other Alphys was about to be sucked inside /how on earth were there two of her?? That wasn’t reality, she got that/, her instinct was to save herself. The perspective changed, and she was suddenly holding a pole, reaching out for herself. But her arm, wasn’t her arm, it was the human’s!!

How..?? Well, if she couldn’t even save herself, she was truly useless!!

No time to think, she grabbed Alphys, pulling with all her might against the opposite strength till she was able to throw her off the stage.

- And now.. -In all the commotion, she didn’t see a piece of rubble crashing down in her direction, knocking her out.

When she regained consciousness, she was in her own body, and through a foggy sight, where did her glasses even go?, she saw Frisk attempting to rescue Papyrus, but the pain in her head came back so strong and sudden, that Alphys yelled. (…) When Alphys opened her eyes once more, she was in the lab. - W-Well… that was… that w-was quite the dream… -She muttered, before stumbling and fainting on the floor immediately after. (…) Meanwhile, Sans woke up in his house, and got ready to go to work. - Another day without Papyrus… -He muttered, noticing the scarf of his brother, the only thing left of him, and decided to put it on. Grabbed a bottle of ketchup, he left. His station was overflowing with empty ketchup bottles.- I should clean this mess… maybe the old lady could help me, at least with my mood. - (…) The skeleton leaned against the door with his back, the crunching sound of snow under his slippers, and he knocked.

- Al. -- Al who? - replied the voice on the other side.- Alone with you. -Sans tried to sound happy, but even he realized the sadness of the joke itself.

Silence resounded, and the voice spoke again, soft but filled with doubt.-

Sans…? Are you ok? This isn’t one of your best puns..

-- Oh.. well.. I’m fine… I’m just tired… after something that happened.. - he said shortly, digging deep his hands in his pockets.-

Have you tried talking about it with your brother?

-Sans’ head lowered, a dry sigh coming out of him. He just felt… empty. Lost. Broken. He just wished… it was all a dream.. maybe it was, and he couldn’t

wake up. - Sans..? Sans??? - The lady called, not hearing any answer. - Sans! --

Huh? - He lifted his chin, staring sideways – Oh, sorry lady.. My head drifted away. -

- Did something happen with your brother? Did you two fight? - asked softly the voice, concerned.Sans took a sip of ketchup, and answered tiredly. -

I… don’t know.. he isn’t… - - He isn’t…?

C’mon, Sans, you can tell me… -Sans felt the anguish fill his soul once more, just wanting to burst..

- He isn’t here anymore… he is gone! Just dead. Or almost. -- G-GONE!! -

the lady pressed her face against the door, in disbelief. - What happeend?? -

Sans drank more ketchup, gasping afterwards.- I made a mess… it was all just a big mistake.. He followed me to the lab… everything went wrong. The machine, the human… everything. -

- W-what… the machine… the human…? I’m not following what you’re saying… but your brother… what happened to your brother? -

- He fell in the malfunctioning machine, and… he isn’t there anymore… and what’s there… it’s not him.. -

- What’s… left…? Please Sans, explain… you’re not making any sense.. -

The skeleton slipped down, sitting. -I know I’m not.. but it does make sense that it is my fault. If I had warned him of what I was doing… if the door was locked… I failed to protect him. - he said grimly.-

Sans… don’t talk like this… I know the feeling of losing someone dear to you, oh, so well… but you said there’s still something left of him? What’s that all about? Can we do something? Is his soul still there?

-Sans sighted, looking upwards.– We can say that the human… took his soul. And now he is acting funny, like he is him, without being him… I don’t know what to do or what to think. -

- A human… it’s been so long since one passed by here.. are you sure about this? -

- Yes. It was a human. I tried to prevent this, I did my dardnest best.. but I was powerless. I saw it happened. Then, this human with white hair appeared, acting like him with me and everyone else, calling me brother… it’s too much for me. -A brief silence followed. T

he lady stood silent for quite a while, before resuming, cautious. - Sans… you told me about this white haired person… have you tried to… talk to him? Understand what are you for him? -

The skeleton just stared in front of him.- He saved me from a spear, is energetic like my brother, follows me around like my brother, acts like him, and is nice too. But I can’t consider him as my brother, cause he isn’t. -

The lady sighed, quietly suggesting. - Sans… I understand what you’re telling me. But give him a chance, before closing your heart. If he is convinced of being your brother, see how that goes for a while. -

- Heh… - chuckled Sans, with a weak smile – Maybe you’re right, with all this snow, by heart froze. -

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