DISCLAIMER 1: It says Digimon-Undertale as the crossover, but many more media pieces are going to appear. Maybe one you love will appear later! For now, enjoy the ride!
DISCLAIMER 2: I am trying to keep it T (To keep the spirit of Digimon), but could veer into R territory. Prepare for that.
Heavy tapping.
Quick breathing.
Sweat dropping.
A small fan whirring.
Lights dim.
A young boy was tapping away at his computer, his heart racing and eyes wide. Headphones with a microphone rested on his head of messy hair.
On his screen was the ever-popular game: Digitale: Digimon Adventures.
A gate of steel blocked the path to a strong-looking Hydromon stood before a troop of five Digimon.
"Okay!" the boy yelled, "Round three! Alphys, your strategy?"
Alright! a squeaky female said through the microphone and into the headphones of the boy, We need to open with a strong natural attack! We need Asrielmon to turn the attention from our fire fighters!
On it! A younger female voice called out.
And Mettamon will be able to lay a paralysis! Can you do that, Nappy?
O-of course.
Once we got it down, we get the heavy hitters in! Frisk! Comic! Can you do that for me?
Let's fry that fish.
The boy smiled. "Yeah! Papymon and Tormon got the hitting!"
W-what about you?
Since I run a water Digimon, I should be able to keep him from fleeing us again. Hopefully Grillby, Bratty, and Kid can join us in time for the raid. Goremon can easily finish them off. Sphinxmon and Chimmon wouldn't help much in this case.
I know, having them there could end a bit catty. I would hate to bark up the wrong tree with them.
A collective groan from the raid group.
Grill-master has joined the game
CopyBrat has entered the game
IcanplaywithmyFeet has entered the game
Look who decided to show up.
Sorry guys. Work ran late today. You know those family businesses.
Like, seriously. My girlfriends totally stood me up for the study date!
And my mom told me I have to get off soon. We have a trip planned!
Frisk laughed at that. "Looks like you all got plans. Boss, tell them the plan."
Okay! We don't need Sphinxmon or Chimmon in this next round, but you can watch from the back just for the loot. However, Goremon can finish off the Hydromon once we got his health low enough. Sound cool?
Sounds good for me.
I wasn't looking forward to Hydromon myself.
Like, I'm with Kid here.
Okay! We're going in! Boss Strategist out. Frisk! The key!
Frisk moved his avatar forward, unlocking the raid to Hydromon.
As the gate opened, the cutscene of the Digimon team walking in played as normal. The on-screen avatars looked around as the camera panned to the boss and the team looked towards the digital monster...
Instead of the water-fish monster they expected to see, they saw what looked like clouds and dark mist.
That can't be...
Frisk squinted, looking at the cloud like a bit of dirt. "Is it my monitor? I'm gonna dust it off."
Don't do it!
He pulled out a screen-cleaning cloth and reached out to clean the screen. As he did, a black tentacle shot out, grabbing his hand and made him drop the cloth.
"Ah!"
Yo, Frisk! What happened?
I think he's being attacked!
Everyone! Sit back! This is not my first rodeo!
Alphys! Be careful!
...
Screaming.
A brunette woman turned, looking to the room of the boy and laughed.
"Oh, my son. He's so focused he thinks he's in the game."
"MOM, HELP!"
A mother's instinct told her that this was not game banter. She dropped the clothing basket she was holding and ran to the door of the room.
"Frisk?! What's going on?!"
"HELP MEEEEE!"
She quickly put her hands on the doorknob and opened the door, seeing her child fighting the tentacle. His right arm was drawn into the monitor with the other holding to the desk. His brown eyes shown a fear the mother never saw before.
"Frisk!"
She ran to him, removing his headset.
"Mommy's here! I got you!"
"MOM, THE GAME IS EATING ME!"
She began to pull against the tentacle, trying to free the child screaming. As she pulled, she heard cries from the headset. She put more weight into her pull and reached out with her left hand, making sure the boy wasn't lost to the computer. She put them on and heard the cacophony of cries from the other side. WIth communication set, she returned to pulling.
"What's going on?! My son is being pulled into the computer!"
Miss Dreemurr!
Don't worry! Alphys called out, I saw this before! I can save him before it's too late! Just flee the room and I can save him!
More screams. The sound of panicking parents, children, and pets crying, trying to get the other players. All but Alphys seemed to be scared.
"Can you save them?" Frisk's mom yelled.
A sigh came from Alphys. Forgive me Miss Dreemurr. Mister Gaster... Daughter Fire... Everyone... But I got this.
A wave of electricity came from the tentacle, forcing the mother to let go. Frisk screamed more, his screams fading.
I can get them justice...
The female voice faded as well, vanishing into nothing.
Nothing.
Silence.
Breathing heard from friends and family.
The screens went quiet. All was black and dark...
A green face appeared, smiling. The phone in the mother's apron. The television set up in the room. It was like this image was everywhere.
Thank you all for your payment into the games!
She clenched her fists. "What did you do?!"
Thanks to the sacrifices of so many people, we have enough to begin our first competition!
She grabbed the monitor, beginning to shake it violently. "WHERE IS MY SON, BEAST?!"
The face of the computer winked, sticking its tongue out. Well, that is what you have to see tonight! Let the Digitale Royale begin!