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Frisk woke up gently. As she rubbed the sleep from her eye, she had noticed that the flowers grew over her other one and any other wounds that she had in the last fight. She ignored them as she looked over to the other bed to find Sans still fast asleep. She smiled at the sight and couldn’t help but find him cute when he was asleep. She quietly got up and whispered to Flowey, “Is everything okay?” Flowey nodded, “Yeah. We should be okay now. I think there was someone here earlier, but they left a while ago.” “Well, that’s a good sign,” she said to her flower friend, “I think we should start moving again, just in case whoever that was decides to come back.” “Are you sure you’re okay?” Flowey whispered to her, “After all, we’re going to see the king soon and you told Sans that you’d be ready for that.” She smiled at him, “Yes, I’ll be okay. The flowers stopped the bleeding and I’m not lightheaded anymore.” Flowey stared at her a little while longer before saying, “Okay then. Wake up sleepy bones and let’s keep going.”
She nodded and went to Sans’s side. He looked so peaceful that she almost didn’t want to wake him up. She sighed as she put her hand on his shoulder and shook him lightly, “Sans?” He stirred lightly and snuggled into his pillow. He mumbled something along the lines of ‘five more minutes.’ “Wake up, sleepy bones,” she cooed to him in a slightly affectionate tone, “We have to leave now.” He didn’t move. Frisk sighed. She didn’t want to shake him or yell to get him to wake up, but she wasn’t sure what to do in this situation. She then had an idea. She began to sing softly into his ear(?) as she gently ran her fingers over his cheek bone, “You are my sunshine. My only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are gray. You’ll never know, dear. How much I love you. Please don’t take my sunshine away.” Sans stirred again, but this time opened his eye sockets. “Wake up, sleepy head,” she smiled at him. Sans smiled back, “hey, sweetheart. how you feeling?” “Much better,” Frisk said as she watches Sans get up. “that’s good,” Sans yawned, “so, i guess we’re leaving?” She nodded. “okay,” Sans said while he stretched, “give me a minute before we head out. i need to make sure i stay awake.” Frisk giggled at the skeleton’s honesty and gave him the time he needed to wake up fully.
Once they were ready, Flowey released his hold on the door and took his place on her arm. Sans looked out of the room to see if it was clear. Once he was done, he motioned Frisk to step out. Knowing the layout of the house a little better than the skeleton, she started to head for the basement only to discover that the way was blocked by a chain with a note attached to it. “If you wish to seek audience with me, I shall be in the garden. The keys to the chain are in the kitchen and hallway. That’s all it says,” Flowey read as he looked up at Frisk. “Well,” she started, “at least he told us where to find them. Let’s get the one in the kitchen first.” Everyone nodded as Frisk lead them into the next room. There, she saw a reading chair similar to Toriel’s and an extra chair at the dinner table. She walked over to the chairs. ‘Odd,’ she thought, ‘Why would the king have this many chairs?’ She thought back to the room they took shelter in, ‘Does he have a family? If so, where are they?’ “hey, sweetheart, you okay?” Sans’s voice brought her back to reality. “Oh, yeah. I’m fine. I was just wondering if the king has a family.” Sans looked down to the floor, “well, he did have one. it’s a long story.” She looked at him, “Tell me anyway.” Sans sighed, “okay, but we have to keep moving.” She nodded as Sans began to tell the tale of how the war had really started.
As they walked through the house, Sans told her how the human was found and how they saw them and Asriel, the king’s son, as the hope and future of the underground. When they opened the chain and entered the basement, he told what had happened to the human and what Asriel had done. As they walked done a hall with a view of the city, he told them that the only reason why the war started was because the humans had attacked and killed the young prince and how the king wanted to use the SOULs to get revenge on the humans for what they’ve done. Only then did Frisk feel torn. She didn’t want humans to die, but she wanted to let them take her SOUL just to be free again.
As she tried to sort out these mixed feelings, the group entered a golden hall. She looked around in awe as she said, “What is this place?” “The judgment hall,” Flowey said kind of on guard, “This is where they are suppose to be.” She tilted her head, “They?” “The judge of the underground,” Flowey said a bit louder, “They say that the judge is the only thing stopping weak monsters from seeing the king.” “Well, I’m sure we can just talk to them,” she said to the overly worried flower. “There’s only one problem to that,” Flowey said as he looked up at Frisk, “No one knows who the judge is or what they looked like, not even the king! For all we know, they could be anywhere, even standing right next to us!” Sans tensed a bit at that statement, but neither Frisk nor Flowey noticed. He cleared his throat(?) before saying, “well, maybe they won’t show up. if we can just get through this hallway, we’ll be at the king’s chamber.” Frisk nodded as she walked beside Sans. At that point, she noticed how Sans’s savepoint was glowing, almost as if it was attuned to this place. She brushed off the feeling as they continued on, saving all her focus and energy for the king of all monsters.
They entered the throne room. In the field of flowers, they saw a cloaked figure who seemed to be humming to himself. She assumed that this was the king and slowly approached him with Sans not far behind. A slight rustling sound caught his attention, “Oh, is someone there? Just a moment! I have almost finished watering these flowers!” With a wave of his hand, he emptied the water container onto the flowers, “There we are!” He turned, reviling himself to be just like Toriel, only bigger. “Hello. How can I-,” he started before he laid eyes on the group, “Oh.”
Sans fell to one knee out of instinct and Frisk followed his example. “Hello, your majesty,” she started, “We don’t mean to intrude, but may we please pass to the barrier?” Asgore, the king, chuckled at the human’s words and manners. It was clear that she didn’t really know how to act towards him and was just building off of the actions of the skeleton next to her, who seemed to be quiet tense as well. “Raise, young ones,” Asgore said as he watched the group do as they were told, “I shall lead you to the barrier, but I cannot permit you to pass so freely. After all, you are the last human needed to free us from this place,” Asgore then glanced over to Sans, “And you are a traitor to your people.” All Sans could do was look at the garden beneath his feet. He knew that something like this would happen. Even if Frisk did make it through the barrier, there would be no way for him to escape the wrath of his king. She looked at Sans and grabbed his hand to provide him a little comfort as she said, “That will be fine.” “I see,” Asgore said, “Then you know what we must do,” she nodded, “When you are ready, come into the next room.” Asgore then turned and walked out of his garden, leaving the group to sort out their thoughts before following him.
Asgore watched the group follow him. “How tense,” he said in slightly caring, “Just think of it like a visit to the dentist.” He had hoped that that would calm them down a bit, but they seemed to be just as tense as before. Since Frisk wasn’t a fan of the dentist, it was only natural, but she appreciated the effort. They stopped in front of a big door. “Are you ready?” he asked, “If not, I understand,” he chuckled softly, “I’m not ready either.” As they were about to enter the room, Frisk saw yet another savepoint next to the door and couldn’t help but think that this might be ‘The End’.
They entered the room and stood before the barrier. Her eyes widened in awe as the barrier seemed to shift between light and darkness. “This is the barrier,” Asgore started with his back towards the group, “This is what is keeping us trapped underground,” he looked over his shoulder, “If, by any chance, you have something you must attend to, please do what you must.” Frisk thought about the many friends that she made here and the love that she developed towards Sans. She wanted all of them to be happy and knew that, if she went back now, it would only make it harder to say good bye. Sans thought about how his life changed when Frisk showed up. In just a few short days, she has brought him more joy than he could remember feeling in years. Even if his life was to be cut short because of her, he didn’t do a single thing that he regrets and was determined to see this through to the end. Frisk, Sans and Flowey exchanged glances before nodding in unison. She looked to Asgore, “We’re ready.” “I see,” Asgore said as he turned to the group fully, “This is it then. Ready?” They nodded. The floor began to shake softly as containers that held the human SOULs appeared. One of them was empty, and Frisk knew that it was for her.
As twilight shined through the barrier, she was determined to get the king to let them pass. However, Asgore had a different idea in mind. Once the battle started, Asgore shattered the girl’s mercy button, leaving fight to be the only thing she could choose. As the battle raged on, Frisk tried her hardest to talk to the king. She didn’t want to fight him and was separated from Sans. Suddenly, a ring of fire appeared around her with the flames too high to jump over and her health too low to just run through it. “Frisk!” Sans cried out before he was struck with the blunt side of the spear. As Sans reeled back from the blow, Asgore saw this as an opportunity to pin him to the wall using the spear. “I suppose I should deal with you first,” Asgore said as he watched Sans struggle to free himself from his spear, “I don’t like to hurt other monsters, but I must do what is needed of me.” Asgore began to charge a fire attack as he said, “I’ll give you one last chance to prove your loyalty to your people,” Sans glared at him as he continued to speak, “You must kill the human by yourself.” Sans looked over to Frisk. She smiled at him, letting him know that she didn’t mind if he did kill her. Sans smiled back as he turned to the king and said, “I would rather die than hurt her.” She gasped as Asgore spoke, “Very well then.” The flames in his hand got bigger. Frisk and Sans closed their eyes (eye sockets) and waited for the blast.
However, a blast could be heard, but not from the king. He was sent flying and Sans was dropped to the floor. They looked to see who could have helped them to find another goat monster. Frisk’s eyes widen as she called their name, “Ms. Toriel!!” Toriel quickly ran over to her child, with tears of joy streaming down her face, “Oh, my child! I’m so glad you’re safe!” Sans smiled at them but turned when he heard footsteps coming up fast. To his surprise, everyone showed up. Undyne, Alphys, Papyrus, even Mettaton came to either help in the fight or see Frisk off.
After checking to see if the duo was okay, Toriel turned to Asgore and began to scold him for harming the group and nearly killing the monster that had a very good reason to protect and help the human. As they were talking, Frisk stared at the barrier. Sans walked over to her and said, “you really want to go home, don’t you?” She turned to him when she heard the sadness in his voice, “i know we had to go through a lot to get here, but do you really have to leave?” The others looked at her too as Toriel said, “He’s right, my child. Do you really have to leave? I mean, I know we cannot replace your family, but we can have a good life here.” Frisk looked at her dear friends as she felt Flowey tug on her arm, “Stay with us, please?” Everyone looked at her, waiting for her response. Tears began to fall from her eyes as she smiled and said, “I don’t even remember why I wanted to leave.” The monsters cheered. “A celebration!” Undyne called out, “To a new friend and family member!” That night, they had a party in her honor. As it ended, she left with her new goat mother and thought that this was the best thing to happen to her.
Weeks had passed since that day. Frisk had been accepted and loved by every monster. She enjoyed helping out her friends whenever she could. Even going on Mettaton’s shows, though they’re not dangerous anymore, where her stage name was ‘The Angel of the Underground’. Though her favorite moments were spent with Sans, the only one that has been there for her and even protect her with his life. She still hasn’t worked up the courage to tell him how she really felt, but what they had already made her look forward to waking up.
However, she knew that it wasn’t meant to last. Every day, even after she stopped dying or resetting, a new flower appeared on her body. She could keep it hidden, but eventually it became so bad that she could no longer feel her legs. She was eventually bed-ridden and no longer able to leave her room. She wasn’t lonely though. Her friends would always visit when they could, but no one visited more than Sans. He would visit her every morning until Papyrus came to get him only to come back on his break. Sometimes, he would even stay with her overnight, sleeping with his hand in hers. Even when she lost her sight to the flowers, she could still feel his gentle presence when he entered, hear his puns when he was there, and felt the warmth of his hand even if he left.
But, she knew her time was about to come to a close. She asked Sans if he could take her to the beginning of the ruins. Once they got there, she could feel the warmth of the sun and the scent of flowers surrounding her. Sans sat on the bed of flowers with her still in his arms. “so, what’s this about, sweetheart?” he asked her once they were settled. “Sans,” she said weakly since her throat was covered in flowers, “did you ever find another human?” Sans stared at her for a moment wondering where that question came from, “no. why do you ask?” “I see,” she breathed, she didn’t have much time left, “Then can you promise me something?” Sans was starting to become worried. She had never asked anyone for anything, never mind a promise, but Sans said, “sure.” “When I die, promise me you’ll use my SOUL to free everyone.” Sans tensed, “what do you mean? you’re not old enough to kick the bucket. what do you mean when you say ‘when i die’?” Frisk brought her hand to his cheek. She felt something wet and knew he was crying, “As much as I hate to say it, I won’t make it to old age. I don’t even thing that I can make it to tomorrow. When I leave, I want you all to be happy. To see the sun and moon. To see all of the things that I have taken for granted.” “but you CAN’T die!” Sans yelled, tears now flowing freely from his eye sockets, “can’t you just reset? we can just do this all over again! they won’t know!” She smiled sadly, her own tears falling beneath the peddles, “They won’t, but you will. You’ve always remembered and I won’t tear you away from happiness.” Her SOUL appeared in front of him as she said with her final breathe, “You have made me so happy and I won’t let anyone take your happiness or anyone else’s away from you.” Her hand dropped from his face. Sans held her now-hollow-body close as he whispered, “but don’t you get it? i love you.”
He stayed there until Flowey found him. Flowey didn’t need him to say a word when he saw Frisk’s SOUL. He climbed up on Sans’s shoulder and petted his head with his leaves. “I’ll miss her too,” Flowey whispered to the mourning skeleton, “but you have to be strong. For her sake.” “i know,” Sans said as he gently rested her body on the bed of flowers. He carefully cupped his hands around the SOUL. He began to walk away, looking back at the flower bed one last time.
After breaking the news to Toriel, they left the ruins and headed to the barrier. Behind them were other monsters, all wanting to pay their respects to the human that has shown them so much love. Soon, it went from just a handful of monsters to a sad march filled with every monster in the underground. From Froggits, who had nothing better to do, to Mettaton, who dropped everything in the middle of a show, were there to show support to the friend that they have lost. When they were in front of the barrier, Asgore summoned the human SOULs. Frisk’s SOUL glowed brightly as the other floated to the barrier. Sans took his hands away from the SOUL, but it did not leave him. Almost as if she still didn’t want to leave him alone. Sans smiled sadly at the SOUL as he whispered, “don’t worry, sweetheart. i’ll be fine.” The SOUL hesitated for a moment before slowly leaving him and joining the others at the barrier. A bright flash of light filled the room as the SOUL destroyed the barrier. Once everyone was out of their shock, they walked forward to finally see the surface. Everyone stared in awe of the sunset. Quickly, monsters filled the field not too far from the cave’s exit, rolling in the grass or just soaking up the sunlight with a nice breeze blowing lazily over the landscape. They stayed until night fall when the king ordered everyone back inside for now. Sans stayed there a while longer, staring at the stars in the sky, a single wish he kept repeating in his mind. ‘i wish Frisk would come back. i don’t want anything else, i just want her back,’ he thought, ‘i just want to tell her how i really feel.’
Sans wasn’t the only one feeling like this. Frisk stood on the edge of life. She knew that paradise was just a few steps behind her and that she could leave and live there happily for all eternity, like the other SOULs did. But she couldn’t take a single step; she didn’t want to. She wanted nothing more than to go back, to be with the people who she loved and loved her back. She then heard footsteps behind her as a voice said, “Well, look at what we have here.” She turned to find someone who looked almost like her, “Who are you?” “Oh, where are my manners?” they said kind of sarcastically, “My name is Chara and let me be the first to thank you.” She tilted her head, “Thank me?” Chara nodded, “Yeah. After all, you helped freed them, right?” Frisk looked back down to the world she left behind. “Hurts, doesn’t it?” Chara said noticing her sadness, “If you had just left when you had the chance, you wouldn’t have to feel bad now,” Chara looked where Frisk was looking, “He wouldn’t either.” Tears began to form in her eyes. “You never got to tell him, did you?” Chara said as she looked up at them, “Yes, I do know that you like him. You two are one of my favorite ships.” “I just wish I knew how to go back,” Frisk whispered. “Well, you could have just reset,” Chara said to her, “but now that you’re here, no one has control anymore. You got rid of that when you let yourself die,” they stayed quite for a minute before Chara continued, “But, I think I know a way to get you there.”
Frisk looked at Chara as she said, “How?” “Well, first you’ll have to fix your SOUL,” Chara started as they pointed to her fractured SOUL, “You’re missing a piece. It happened when the barrier broke.” She brought a hand to her SOUL as she asked, “How can I fix it? And even if I do, what if the flowers come back?” Chara chuckled slightly, “The flowers only killed you because you didn’t have magic,” they held a piece of a monster’s SOUL in their hand, “but if you have this, you’ll be able to go back and use magic.” Frisk stared at the SOUL sliver in their hand, “Where did you get that?” Chara sighed, “You’ve heard the story, right? How Asriel took my SOUL to take me home? Well, when we died, our SOULs had mixed and I died with a little of his SOUL as he died with a little of mine.” They held the sliver out to her, “Take it. I won’t need it anymore and you want to go back to him, right?” Frisk carefully cupped the SOUL, “Why are you helping me so much?” “Because,” Chara started, “I know what it feels like. To be forced to leave behind everything, just to try and make sure they would be happy. The only difference is, you didn’t fail like I did. Your time’s not up just yet.” Frisk smiled and hugged Chara as she thanked them. Once they pulled away from the hug, Chara disappeared and Frisk absorbed the monster SOUL.
Sans visited that place again. Even though he had to help Papyrus pack for the move, he couldn’t help but come here, hoping that somehow Frisk would be waiting for him. He set a blue rose on the flowers and began to walk away, thinking that maybe he was an idiot for wishing on stars. When he turned, a bright light filled the room. Before he could turn around, he felt two arms hug him from behind. He looked down and found one of them looked human while the other was covered in…flowers? He looked behind him to see a honey-colored eye looking back. “Frisk?” he whispered in disbelief when she finally let him turn. She nodded slowly and was quickly hugged by the skeleton. “please, tell me this isn’t a dream,” Sans whispered as tears of joy began to form in is eye sockets. “No,” she said to him as she looked him in the eye(?), “This isn’t a dream. And neither is this.” She had kissed fully as Sans tensed slightly but soon relaxed into it. When they pulled away, she said to him, “I’m sorry that I had to put you through that. I never had the time or courage to say what I wanted to before this, but I do now. I love you and I don’t want to leave you ever again.” Sans stood there as his face flushed red again. Frisk saw this and said, “It’s okay if you don’t feel the same.” “are you serious?” Sans asked as he snapped out of his daze, “Frisk, ever since i first met you, i always thought that i was the only one who felt that way,” he stroked her face gently, “but hearing you say those words, you can imagine how happy that makes me.” He kissed her before saying, “i love you too and nothing in this world is going to change that.” They stared happily into each other’s eye (sockets) before they left the underground with the others to start their new live on the surface.
(epilogue…)
Many years passed. The sound of children’s laughter filled the yard. Charlie, a human child, was playing with his sister, Calibri the skeleton, and their aunt Undyne and uncle Papyrus. Frisk watched her children play as her husband helped cook dinner. She looked at every last thing they had, and never took any of it for granted again.
Fin :3