(A/N Hey guys! I know I said January 1, but I finished early and these are just so much fun to write! So, if you missed it, basically, you tell me in the reviews or PM what AU I should write about and what scene you want in that AU and then I write it! Sweet, huh? I'm excited so please give me plenty. Thanks!)
Name: Blue Night The Exorcist
*You ask for the echo of a universe where Prince Asriel lives and didn't suffer.
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*Words echo through your head as images flash through them. . .
A long time ago, long before the Era of Victory and Peace, the world was ruled and tormented by three demons. Little is known about how they came to power for they had their shared rule for millennia, longer than the oldest elders.
One demon was the Demon of Death, her knife and agility making her a formidable foe. It was said in old folklore that whenever a human or monster murdered another, she has some hand to play in the deed.
The second demon was the Demon of Fear, manipulative and murderous. With her pet beside her, she made everyone fear the demons, causing the legends and folklores to exist in the first place as ways of keeping the humans and monsters at bay.
The third demon was the most powerful. The Demon of Chaos. A deadly triangle who altered the very fabric of reality. Ruling with his henchmen and the three demons by his side, they never once worried about losing their power. What could a mere mortal do to them?
Their pride was their downfall. A rebellion was sparked by humans and monsters. Armies were founded and heroes were made. The king of monsters, ASGORE, and the king of humans shook hands and what was a rebellion became a war. Humans and monsters fighting together. Wizards were made from sorcerers and everyone marched towards the demons. They were order, courage, and, of course, they were DETERMINED.
With a slash of their swords, they killed the Demon of Death. With magical pellets flying through the air, they finished off Fear. Finally, with their seven wizards holding hands in a circle, they completed the zodiac and destroyed Chaos. Many died, but the few who lived saw the sky as it was, blue and not made of many colors. They were free.
That was the start of the Era of Victory and Peace. Humanity and Monsters rebuilt their civilizations and never once quarreled to the point of war. They celebrated for years and told glorious tales that became legends. Despite the celebration, however, there was always unease amongst the Wizards and the two kings. Their victory was merely temporary, for the three demons had called upon Axolotl in their final moments and their bodies disappeared. They knew the demons would be granted a new life, but what new life would they be granted?
Humans died and soon, this fear was gone from the human race, but not for the monsters, for they could live for thousands of years if they didn't have a child. King Asgore and Queen Toriel soon had a child. Prince Asriel Dreemurr. And all was right with the world for the King and Queen... until it went from right to perfect...
A knock at the door. Toriel looked at the door with curiosity before looking to her husband, Asgore, who sat beside her, holding the little baby prince. The noise startled the sleeping baby, causing Asriel to wail in protest.
"Hush, Asriel, hush. It's just the door." Asgore said in a hushed voice, hoping to calm down Asriel.
"I'll get it, Gorey." Toriel whispered in a motherly voice, Asgore looking at her in admiration as she got out of her rocking chair and went to the door. Her feet softly padded on the wood. It was certainly a wonder at how humans and monsters had progressed. One moment, they were living in huts, wondering if it was safe enough to survive the chaotic onslaught. The next, they were living in a suburban house with wooden floors, doors, and an entire second story, not to mention phones and books were invented too.
The door creaked open softly as Toriel peered out. It was a cold, winter night and snow was drifting softly on the streets, the only dry spot being the front porch that donned in front of her. No one was there. She looked around slowly. No one. Who could've knocked the door? She was just about to close the door and resume her musings near the fire when she heard a soft whimper coming from right in front of her. She looked down.
In front of her was a wooden basket holding the most precious things Toriel could ever ask for. Two babies, bundled in thick blankets left alone in the cold. Before she could even think, instinct took over and Toriel picked up the small children in her furry arms. They looked to be weeks old, just like Asriel. About the same age. They were fast asleep and she smiled softly as she looked over them. One had rosey pink cheeks while the other had a strange birthmark on their forehead that looked like the Big Dipper and both had brown hair.
She shushed the babies, despite their slumber, to calm them down and provide reassurance just in case as she activated the soul of the baby with the birthmark, hoping to get some insight as to who they were. A red soul came out and Toriel looked at it in fascination. She had seen only a few humans hold a red soul. It was quite rare. Along with that knowledge, she immediately knew the baby was a boy and that the baby next to him was his twin sister.
Toriel put his soul back as she looked through the blizzard. Nothing. Nobody. She knew what she had to do, but she sighed. She had to think. She already had one child. It was hard to take care of two kids during the baby stages, let alone three. She was half tempted to try and find the mother or bring them to an orphanage. However, her soul pounded as she heard a soft coo. Looking down, she saw that the little girl had opened her eyes. They stared at each other before the girl smiled and put her arms out, a universal sign that Toriel should hold her. Toriel's heart melted and so did her reason.
Clearly, the mother of those two human children couldn't take care of these two twins and so, she hoped someone would. Despite the danger of sleepless nights and crying, Toriel knew what she had to do.
"Toriel, who was at the door?" Asgore's deep voice came out of the house.
As Toriel turned to go back inside, she smiled as she replied, "Asgore, you will never believe what someone left us."
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If Toriel didn't know the dangers of taking in two other children, she did now after Asgore stated them again. She nodded and affirmed that she knew until eventually Asgore sighed and conceded. It wasn't a hard loss, however, for later, Asgore was playing with the kids like he did with Asriel, who was asleep.
Unfortunately, no note was left in the basket as to what names the mother had chosen. The reasoning behind this must've been something along the lines of "don't name something, otherwise you will get attached." Still, Asgore and Toriel had to come up with two names on the fly. Toriel decided Asgore could name one and she could name the other.
Toriel came up with the admirable name, "Mabel", for the girl. Asgore, on the other hand, who was known for not being great with names, came back with "Dipper", after the boy's birthmark. Toriel laughed and told him to try a different name. In the end, Toriel decided on the name, "Mason," but "Dipper" still stuck.
Together, Mabel, Dipper, and Asriel grew up as siblings.
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"21...22...23...24...25! Ready or not, here I come!" Asriel opened his eyes and looked around the park.
Asriel was now eight years old. He wore a green and yellow striped shirt and black pants. He never wore any shoes, since his fluffy clawed feet protected him mostly from all things damaging and dangerous. He searched his surroundings for his two siblings, who were hiding from him. He walked a bit always and looked everywhere he could think of.
Tree...nope. Bench...nope. He started to suspect that his young human companions had hidden close to the park but not in the park. He looked towards the neighborhood where they lived and continued to search. For a moment, he stopped and thought about his siblings. Dipper was the smartest of the bunch, despite how much Asriel and Mabel wanted to argue against that statement. He would hide somewhere where he wouldn't look. However, there was one strategy that Dipper often used. He usually hid by his sister. His thinking was that it would make it less likely for Asriel to find anything, at the risk of him finding both of them. Therefore, Asriel had to think where Mabel would hide to find both.
Mabel was less strategic. Her idea of a strategy was to hide somewhere where the seeker couldn't reach, unless they really wanted to win. In most cases, it was Mabel hiding under something that she had to squeeze under in order to get to that spot.
Asriel smiled as he realized what spot it would be. She was probably under the porch and because she was under the porch, Dipper would be there too. Asriel wandered over to the corner of the porch, pretending to be stumped, before jolting his head down to look under the porch. Sure enough, he saw the glint of startled eyes coming from Dipper and Mabel.
"I found you!" Asriel announced with pride.
"You have to catch us first!" Mabel yelled out cheerfully as she came out of the side of the porch Asriel was not guarding, Dipper following suit.
"Hey! That's not fair!" Asriel shouted before running after them. "Get back here!"
Dipper was the closest to Asriel, since he was the least athletically capable of the three. What he had in brains, he could not make up in strength and endurance. He wore a green jacket, navy blue pants, red shoes, and a blue beanie hat which their mom had forced him to wear in the fall air. Dipper gasped and panted as he tried to catch up to his sister, only to find himself being tapped by his brother.
"I got you!" Asriel announced happily. "Help me get Mabel!"
Now, it was two against one. The two brothers chased their sister through the park. Mabel was dressed in a pink tutu and a pink shirt with a rainbow across it with pink shoes. She laughed as her siblings chased her. Asriel laughed too until he heard something.
"Hey Asriel." The familiar voice said, pretending to sound cheerful.
Asriel frowned, covered his ears with his hands, closed his eyes, and continued running. "Go away, demon." He muttered under his breath.
"How rude. You know, I think that it's time for ol' Chara to teach you a lesson." Right on cue, Asriel tripped on something. Opening his eyes, he noticed he tripped over the demon's foot. The foot only Asriel could see. The Demon smiled, her red eyes glowing as her gaze followed him. She was dressed much like him but looked humanoid and was clearly not as kind and caring. She laughed as he fell to the ground, scraping himself and bruising his chin.
"Asriel!" Dipper shouted as he ran back to where Asriel fell. "Asriel, are you alright?"
Asriel was sitting in a crouched position, rocking back and forth with his eyes closed. Tears were coming down fast as he continued to say, "Go away, demon. Go away, go away, go away, go away." Over and over again.
Dipper sat beside him and put his arm around his monster brother, trying to calm him down. It happened. It happened again. By now, Mabel noticed that no one was chasing her and came back.
"What's wrong, Goat-bro?" Mabel asked as she sat on the other side of Asriel.
"It was the Demon. She tripped me and made me fall and was laughing at me." Asriel managed to say through sobs. Dipper and Mabel looked at each other and nodded.
The three siblings had a secret. They had found out when they were younger that they all had secret companions that only they could see. Only one of them was actually nice and that was Mabel's. She called her companion her guardian angel. Dipper's companion was an odd triangle creature who often knew how to make Dipper squirm in fear and only testing this in his sleep, giving Dipper nightmares. Asriel's demon was able to harm him in real life, making him trip or causing him to break the branch of a tree he was hanging off of. None of the kids told Toriel or Asgore, for fear of sounding crazy. They had tried before, and these demons were dismissed as figments of their imagination or imaginary friends, not actual creatures.
Dipper immediately took action to get Toriel, as to help heal Asriel's bumps and scrapes. Meanwhile, Mabel tried to calm down Asriel by talking and soothing him.
"Asriel, nothing too bad will happen to you, because my guardian angel takes care of all of us. She said that when me and Dipper were babies and we were left in the cold, she brought the basket over to the house and knocked on the door and that was how Mom and Dad found us!" Mabel said, causing Asriel to look at her through tearful eyes. "See? She cares about us. I promise, that demon can't kill you at all."
"I'm just scared." Asriel replied, looking down at his feet.
"Well, that's why you are not alone." Mabel answered with a smile, causing Asriel to laugh.
"I... *sniff* was always a crybaby, wasn't I?" Asriel said through the laughing as he rubbed the tears out of his eyes.
"That's what I like about you." Mabel punctuated that fact by hugging Asriel. "I love you, Goat-bro."
"I love you too, Mabel." Asriel responded as they both hugged.
"My dear Asriel! Are you alright?!" Toriel was running up the hill with Dipper behind her as she reached Asriel and knelt beside him.
"I'm...*sniff* okay, Mom." Asriel replied with a heartfelt smile. "I'm just a *sniff* little scratched up."
With that, Toriel put her hand on Asriel's head as green magic glowed from it. Immediately, the scrapes and bruises were gone and Toriel came in for a hug. Then, she straightened herself to her full height and looked at her three kids with a smile.
"Come along, my children. Let's have some butterscotch-cinnamon pie." Toriel put out her hands for her kids to grab. Mabel cheered before running up ahead and Dipper and Asriel both took Toriel's hands.
Dipper looked behind him in fear, however, as he felt a presence. He swore he saw the shadow of a triangle with legs and heard the demons malevolent laugh that echoed in his dreams.
*The images stop.
*Was that satisfying?
*Demonic Guardians AU unlocked!
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Name: Reader
*You call out, "STORYSHIFT DIPPER".
*. . .
*A vision assaults your mind. . .
Dipper watched from behind a tree, a look of pity across his face. This Dipper seemed different. His eyes, rather than a dark brown, was a brownish-red color, subtle enough to be mistaken for brown from faraway. He wore his usual blue vest and red shirt and even his blue hat, but he just didn't feel the same.
His gaze fell upon a young boy, about twelve years old, huddled near the edge of a cliff on Mount Ebott. The boy had brown hair, a darker shade than Dipper's, that fell to about shoulder length. He wore a striped sweater, the stripes changing between a dark red and a lighter red, and brown pants. His back was turned away from Dipper, hugging his knees. The boy's entire body shook, as if threatened to fall by the breeze, but it was not breeze, and Dipper knew that.
Dipper sighed, finally deciding to take action and soothe the young boy. He walked towards the boy, slowly and surely. The boy stopped shuddering as his head turned a little towards where the footsteps were coming from. Then, in a swift motion, the boy stood up and turned towards the figure. In this same action, a red sword formed in his right hand and a shield on his left arm. The boy glared at Dipper with glowing, bright red eyes, tearful before his look softened upon realizing it was his cousin.
As quick as the weapons appeared, they disappeared from view, the glow of his eyes dissipating, leaving only the noticeable red in his eyes. The boy let out his breath in relief. Dipper smirked.
"That was quick." Dipper said, breaking the tense silence between the two boys. "Especially considering you have only been training for nine days."
"I thought you were the Beast." The boy replied with a pant.
"If it makes you feel any better, I would be dead if I were the beast." Dipper smiled softly upon hearing a small laugh from the boy before him. Once the laughter died, the boy sat down again, facing away. Dipper approached the young boy with confidence.
"Would it be alright if I sit here?" He asked politely.
"Be my guest." The boy responded, emotionless. Dipper sat beside him, looking at the boy's face. He looked down at his feet, never lifting his gaze as tears fell from his eyes softly. It became all too clear to Dipper that he was suffering from the stress and he couldn't blame the boy. He was twelve and he was already being asked to do the impossible and deadly.
"You're getting better. Your magic's stronger than when you started and your DETERMINATION levels are stable." Dipper said, hoping to appease the boy's worries. Unfortunately, it didn't work.
"Yeah, but is it enough, Dipper?!" The boy yelled out, looking at Dipper with pure fear in his eyes. "I mean, we read the tale, and she has defeated a DETERMINATION wizard before!"
Dipper looked down at his feet, thinking. Indeed, another DETERMINED wizard had tried to fight the beast, only to die at its hands. According to Stanford, the Wizard survived in this universe because the beast never existed. In fact, his name went down in history. Xiyvg Aqtll. Dipper's direct ancestor. Even more to the point, it was the boy and his twin sister's ancestor, too.
The beast was a threat now, however, for she had broken through her prison, the Abyss between universes, and was now in their world. If she could kill Xiyvg, she could kill Dipper and his cousin if they weren't DETERMINED enough.
"Well, he was one wizard. You will have sorcerers on your side. I will be there, as well as your Aunt Chara. Then, there's the monsters. Uncle Asriel, Papyrus, Sans, Alphys, and Undyne will all be by our side. Then, there's the others. Wendy, Soos, Pacifica, Gideon, and heck, even Mettaton are on our side." Dipper replied, trying to be hopeful. His cousin turned to look at him with thoughtful eyes. "Your sister is on our side too."
The boy smiled. "Yeah. I love Logax. She's always been there for me."
"She will be the next Bravery wizard, just as you will be the next Determination wizard, and I know that you two will protect each other, and you know why?"
"Because we're twins?" The boy answered, hope filling his voice.
"That, and you guys are the most caring people I know." Dipper replied with a wink.
The boy laughed. "Well, we will protect you too, Dipper. You're our cousin. And we'll protect Asriel and Chara and all of the monsters."
Dipper grinned a little before answering. "We will stop that beast because we are all a part of the Wqmomqawi family."
"For our friends!" His cousin cheered, pretending to lift a glass to the sky in a toast.
"For our loved ones and the fate of the world." Dipper said, a little quieter than his cousin as he too pretended to lift a glass in a toast.
The two boys laughed and smiled. They found they now held a better understanding of each other. The two DETERMINED souls bonding over the pressure of imminent danger. Together, they both held a fraction of this weight and even then, it was a lot to handle.
"You know, I was twelve when the monsters declared me the ambassador of the monsters." Dipper looked at his cousin, happiness mingling with the tired look in his eyes.
"Really? I can't imagine having to-" The boy replied with confusion and concern on his face as he tried to process this previously unknown information.
"To convince humans to allow monsters to go free? Yeah. I thought that too." Dipper interrupted, looking out at the sunset before them. "The hard part wasn't that, however. It was growing up that takes the cake."
The silence between them seemed long, strained with thoughts and questions that one did not dare ask. Then, he continued. "I can only imagine what you feel like right now."
"Yeah..." The boy responded, apologetically. "Sorry... I ran away like that... I just... needed some time to think... alone."
"Do you still want to think alone?" Dipper asked, wondering if he should've let him be alone.
"No. I think you helped a lot." His cousin smiled back.
"That's good..." Dipper replied, laughing awkwardly and scratching his arm. "Just... maybe don't run off next time. The beast is still out there, and..."
He didn't dare continue his statement. "Yeah. I guess we should get back to Papyrus. He has probably broken a bone looking for us." The boy nodded in agreement.
"Probably." Dipper said, standing up from his spot. "We should probably show him that my cousin, Nwvwxm, is still alive and well." Dipper extended his hand to Nwvwxm, who gladly took it.
Together, the two boys went down the hill to where Papyrus' school was to continue their training. Neither one of them admitted it, but their DETERMINATION was much stronger now, as they now fought for each other. They would fight the beast. The would stop the beast from bringing the dreaded demon into the world.
Little did they know that on the mountain, a shadow moved. She had been there. She heard every word. She was going to destroy them. She grinned as her eyes glowed in the darkness. Then, she giggled.
The harvest was about to begin...
*The vision ends. . .
*How will you interpret such a scene?
*Storyshift AU Unlocked!
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Name: SolangeloUniverse
*You tell the void that you seek UnderSwap.
*You ask if Papyrus is treating Dipper and Mabel okay.
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*You start seeing and hearing the thoughts of someone else. . .
"sometimes, i wonder if i am the best 'grunkle'."
Papyrus opened his eyes after his long sleep. Luckily, he found himself on his dirty bed this morning, rather than lying on the floor. Closing his eyes, he put his arm across his tired eyes and sighed. It hurt him. His brother was gone. Everyday, it hit him hard in the morning, and each time, it felt like he was punched in the stomach.
"i do my best, if you can call it that. sometimes, i think it isn't good enough."
Papyrus, still laying on his bed, turned onto his left side and opened his eyes slightly to look at the clock on his bedside table. Upon seeing the time, he groaned. He must've turned off the alarm in his sleep. He couldn't remember, but he must've done it, for it was 12:00. He had slept half of the day away. He sighed as he finally put his feet into his slippers on the floor and sat upright. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, cursing himself slightly.
He had promised himself he wouldn't do this. Not while Dipper and Mabel were around. Papyrus looked down at his feet in disappointment. He was in monster form, his skeleton appearance causing him to have a skull, rather than a forehead, and tendons, rather than fleshy fingers. He only had on a white shirt and exercise shorts.
"the only 'worthwhile' thing i have managed to do is quit smoking and drugs. 10 weeks and counting."
Before getting up, he changed into human form, his skeleton form going away in a flash. With that, he stood up and went towards a chair in the corner of his room. On it was an orange hoodie, dirty from its everyday usage. Quickly, he put it on and straightened it out so that it looked like his normal lazy self.
"still, it isn't enough. i want to say it is, but it isn't. in my selfishness, I had the one person i cared about taken away. the one person dipper and mabel should know."
Papyrus looked in a broken mirror in the same corner, held up by a dresser that didn't fare much better. With his hands, he tried to straighten his unkempt hair, that seemed to have a mind of its own. It was shock white, as expected for a skeleton. Once done, he looked in the mirror to try and look somewhat nice. His tired orangish-brown eyes reflected back at him, as he straightened out his hoodie. He looked down at one of the pockets to find a box of cigarettes, left untouched for weeks and yet, still not thrown out.
With a steely resolve that no one would expect from a depressed, tired skeleton, he took out the cigarettes and threw them in the garbage by the table. Then, with a sigh, he opened the door to his room and went into the hallway.
"to say i miss sans is an understatement. sometimes, the kids remind me of him."
As he walked past the door to Sans' untouched room towards the staircase that was on the opposite end of his room, he stopped to look into Dipper and Mabel's room for a second or two.
"i see him in dipper's energy. hyperactive, caring, and ambitious."
Inside was a young boy who resembled Dipper, but just barely. He wore a blue sweater with a yellow shooting star on it and gray shorts. He was jumping on the bed, grinning like an idiot and giggling. He had brown, messy hair and across his left cheek, he had a bandaid, hiding a scratch that came from his boundless energy. Upon noticing Papyrus in the doorway, Dipper smiled at his Grunkle as he continued to jump.
"Hey Grunkle Papyrus!" He said as he waved to Papyrus. "WOOOAAAHH!" Dipper yelled out as he failed to land on his feet and instead landed on his back on his bed.
"I'm okay!" Dipper replied, sticking a thumbs-up in the sky with a grin as Papyrus smiled softly back in quiet admiration.
"gotta be more careful, dipper. we wouldn't want ya to be BED-ridden!" Papyrus winked.
Dipper, now with his head at the foot of the bed and laying on his stomach, laughed at the pun, ultimately making Papyrus happier. "I'll be careful, Papy." He finally responded, between gasps.
Papyrus then decided to continue down the stairs. Upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, he smiled a little when he saw a girl in a chair, her head stuck in a book he had given her days before. Her long brown hair was held back by a red headband. She wore a long shirt that was white with blue trim, a pine tree on it. It seemed as though the shirt was more of a dress, as it covered most of her black leggings. Over this shirt was a light brown jacket with a fuzzy hood. Covering her feet was brown boots.
The book she was reading was one that technically wasn't in print yet. Papyrus had given it to Mabel as a way of apologizing. Another way he had failed as a Grunkle. The book itself was written by Chara, the seventh fallen. Mabel carefully studied each page before flipping it, delicately. By now, Papyrus' smile faded from view as he remembered. He wanted to make himself scarce so that Mabel could process everything. Everything about him. Dipper seemed to be the first person to accept everything. He was just that sort of person. Just like Sans. Realizing his mistake, he turned his back towards her and tried to retreat to the kitchen for some grub.
"Papyrus?" The soft words hung in the air as Papyrus flinched. He had failed. She had noticed him. Sweat glistening from his forehead, he turned to face his doom.
"i see him in mabel's questioning personality. curious, yearning, and concerned."
Papyrus saw Mabel, standing up from her chair and looking at him with pleading eyes. Not the stare of wanting an answer, but rather asking for a request. He was unsure how to interpret this, and so, he tried to make amends.
"i'm sorry, mabel. i forgot you needed some... i promise i'll get outta your way." He said, nervously.
Mabel was silent for a moment as she tried to collect her thoughts. When she spoke, however, it was not accusing or pleading. It was forgiving. "No. It's fine, Grunkle Papyrus."
Papyrus sighed. Oh boy. He knew the time would come but he expected it to be a welcome friend. Instead, he found it to be excruciatingly hard to start. He had so much to say and yet didn't want to speak. He had to explain subjects that were painful if not handled correctly, and he wasn't exactly the best at handling things with care. That was how he got into this mess in the first place.
"sometimes, i wish my brother was here. he would be so proud of them."
"look, kid, this is gonna be... hard to explain... for both of us. so, how about we take this slow and start with a question and answer session." Papyrus replied, his hands in his pockets as sweat continued to bead on his forehead. "just let me have a seat on the couch."
With that, he was on the couch, looking at Mabel from where she was at the kitchen table. So much to say and so little time. He sighed one last time before saying, "so..."
"When were you going to tell us?" Mabel said, the sound of betrayal creeping into her voice as she looked at her Grunkle with questioning eyes.
"now, me? i dunno how my brother would feel about me now."
"i... i was gonna tell ya, kid. i just didn't want ya to be shocked or think of me any different." Papyrus looked down at his lap, avoiding her gaze. "for that to happen, you needed to trust me and i was waitin' until i felt like you did. little good that did me."
"would he glare at me? scold me? never see me the same way again? heck if i know."
"Why is it against the law to tell any human?" Mabel continued.
Papyrus paused, many emotions filling his head, though he tried to fight the flame. "...when we first came out, one of... our kind met two humans. it scared him half to death when they screamed and ran. not to mention he was emotionally devastated afterwards."
He looked down at his feet. Moments went by in endless silence. This was too much. The questions... he thought he could handle it. Turns out he couldn't. He had failed, and it was time he accepted that. It was time he tried to move on. He tried to hold back tears, a specialty of his, for he had been doing it for years. At this point, no one could tell if tears were ever in his eyes.
"look, kid, i've failed ya. both you and dipper. i'm sorry. if you don't forgive me, that's fine. in fact, i encourage you not to forgive me." Papyrus stood up to his full height, surprising Mabel as she looked at him with questioning eyes. He paused for a second, looking down at his feet near the foot of the stairs. When he spoke, it was pitiful. "you two will be going home tomorrow morning."
He started walking up the stairs, not daring to turn back and face Mabel. A slow procession to his room, where he would only come out to say goodbye. He'd close his business. Once again, he life was crumbling. By now, he was used to it and he knew how to rebuild, but this time, it hurt more than any RESET, any death, and any attack he had ever experienced.
"in the end, it doesn't matter. what matters is that i do what dipper and mabel want."
"Papyrus. Wait." Mabel cried out softly once she finally found her voice. Papyrus paused and turned around, ready to feel the wrath of a child he had betrayed. It never came.
What he didn't expect was for a twelve-year-old girl to rush up the stairs behind him and hug him at that very moment. He stumbled a little as he tried to catch his balance. Once he did, he looked down at Mabel, who had buried her face into his jacket.
"...still, they are so much like him, whether they know it or not."
"I love you." Mabel said through the folds of the fabric, completely catching Papyrus off guard.
He looked down at Mabel with confusion. How could they do it? How could Dipper and Mabel just... forgive like that? Dipper forgave him within the first few minutes after the event, but Mabel? He never expected that. Still, it was admirable. Not admirable. It was lovable. He adored his kids. A heartfelt smile crossed his face as he closed his eyes and embraced her.
"i love you too." Was all Papyrus could say.
"only sans could forgive a fool like me."
Eventually, the two broke away from the embrace. The sat there on the stairs, wondering when to break the silence and whether they should even do that.
"I don't want to leave." Mabel muttered, looking down at the floor.
"even after...?"
"I don't care about that. I'm just a stupid idiot that thought just because you were a monster, you weren't a part of our family anymore." Mabel replied, looking up at Papyrus with daring eyes.
"well, i'm the idiot that thought you would think that." Papyrus responded with a smile.
Mabel giggled a bit. "Then I guess we're both idiots."
"let's just make sure we aren't idiots again." Papyrus said happily. "how about we go out for some burgers? i'll get your brother."
"Wait." Papyrus looked at her in confusion as he paused. She looked down sheepishly. "Can I... see your... other form?"
Shocked, Papyrus stared. That was the thing he least expected. He didn't expect her to ask him for that when the whole problem was because of that other form. Well, there was no harm. She already knew. Still, he was hesitant. In a flash of light, he was a skeleton again. Mabel simply stared at him. Then, she smiled and hugged him again.
"It's true." She finally concluded when she pulled away. "You are no different in this form than in human form."
With that, she ran up to get her brother, telling the news. All Papyrus could do was watch and smile softly to himself. Boy, she really was a character. All the more reason to love those two. His life was certainly more interesting, now. Still, was it him, or did Mabel look at him with a newfound admiration?
"...maybe i'm not that bad of a grunkle after all..."
*The words and scenes cease.
*UnderSwap is certainly interesting.
*UnderSwap AU Unlocked!
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*The void seems to want to show you something.
*. . .
*It seems something else is reflecting back that no one asked for.
*You take a peek.
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"Whooaaa! Wass'all happenin' here, my totally radical lil' readin'-my-life-like-a-book readers?!" A strange Sans said, seemingly looking straight at you, leaving the forth wall in tatters. He seemed to be wearing odd clothing, all of them brightly colored and almost all of the colors clashing. He was wearing a hat backwards with a propeller on top. The most noticeable thing, despite everything else noticeable, is the fact he is wearing shades that have the words, in blue and yellow, "YOLO."
"So, brah, like ya have to meet my new broseph! He is totes the wiggity diggity bomb! He is so fresh." You finally remembered the name of this Sans and groan/smile. It's Underfresh Sans, or Fresh Sans. He motioned for someone to join his side. Suddenly, your worst fears/best wishes have been answered as Dippy Fresh joins by his side. You realize now that Dippy Fresh would be the Dipper in the Underfresh AU.
"Whoooaahh! Like, brah, I totes be thinkin' these readers are getting some major vibes from us showin' up in our fresh ways!" Dippy Fresh responded with a grin.
"Yo, I was totes thinkin' the same thing. U and I are all like pickin' up our mind waves." Fresh stopped looking at his companion and turned towards you.
"Yo, my lil' readin' off the interwebs brahs! Sk8er here and I totes showed up cuz' of ya fresh Author. Broseph, she's the bomb diggity, but, like yo, it ain't radical to all up rek her vibes. Like, she ain't askin' for anythin' green and she, like, all up listened to me and is having a radical and tirin' journey through skool. But, like, messin' up 'er noggin by rushin' or being unsupportive ain't any good for a lil' stressed tyke like her. Like, brah, it's not like she can all up type 1,000,000 words per sec." Fresh's words on his shades changed to "Y THO".
"But brah!" Dippy Fresh said in a tone of voice that clearly made it seem staged. "She ain't have any impatient lil' pee-wees in 'er commenter feed. Like, brah, it is totes unradical to warn the dangers of rushin' when no 1 has."
Fresh's shades changed again, to "B CUZ". "Well, my lil' bread slice, she is, like, so gr8ful for the supportiveness of her followers, but she totes wants to keep it that way. She knows the unfresh dangers of a toxic fanbase and that all up bums her out. She, like, trusts her followers ta take heed and listen so it ain't unfresh."
"Like, that all up makes totes radical sense." Dippy Fresh replied thoughtfully. "1 unfresh reviewer on her first stories was in an unradical nasty mood and all up told her to publish the chapter she, like, didn't even start."
"Yup, brah. No 1's ever heard of the no good vibe called, 'Writer's Block'. But, like, Readin' Peeps, like totes don't do that stuff and keep bein' supportive and radical!" Fresh's shades changed back to "YOLO" as they both smiled.
"It's been totes fun, but we have fresh places ta be. Like, we 'ave a radical Christmas Party ta B at." Dippy Fresh said, looking sadly at you. "But, keep a readin' our lives, just don't be unradical 'bout it and stalk us like creeps."
"Don't worry, brah. They wouldn't all up do that, right?" He looked at you, pulling down his shades to show his black eyes. Black like a black hole, before pulling them up. "L8er, brahs!"
With that, they teleported away.
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*. . . Radical?
*Underfresh AU Unlocked?
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(A/N *Phew* Guys, this was so much fun to write! I have so much to say, but I think Fresh mainly took care of my first thing to say and that is thank you for not being a toxic fanbase. You guys are the reasons I love Undertale and Gravity Falls and it would make me so sad if any of you guys rushed me or hated me but so far, none of you have been like that, so thanks! Second, Storyshift is quite an interesting AU in this version, especially for what I have in mind for SANS-ational tale. I came up with a whole elaborate backstory and everything that will only come into play if one of you guys ask for it... Third, Underswap was one of the hardest, because I needed to make a scene on the fly. My headcanon of Underswap is that despite the swap in personalities, the characters keep some of the personalities of their original selves. Ex: Swap Mabel is more likely to hug someone than original Dipper. Fourth, Demonic Guardians was fun. I came up with a backstory and stuff for that too. Please ask for this stuff. Lastly, Underfresh almost killed me. The plot wasn't hard. It was the language and speech that did it. I, unfortunately, am not good at improper grammar and using strange language, so please forgive me if Fresh is a bit... lackluster. Thank you again and I'm excited to see your asks for the next round!)
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