Giantale
Prologue : Determined orphan
Hello ! This is my first Undertale Fic ever made, so I'm quite excited. God, I love this little game. Short, but it is worth every minute. Funny dialogues, great characters and gameplay, heartbreaking story, and a fandom that exploded in only two months !
So, I decided to make a little AU for the occasion. Nothing grand, I'm afraid. No edgy characters à la Shadow The Hedgehog, or going in outer space to meet monsters, not even about resurrecting the Goat Brother. This AU will follow a regular Pacifist Run, with the True Pacifist Ending (If you wanna avoid spoilers, THEN YOU SHOULDN'T BE HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE!), but with one tiny little change... sorta. Let's just say Frisk will get the wrong kind of growth spurt. Will it makes things easier, or will it break the precious child's DETERMINATION to make things right ?
The inspiration comes from a mini-comic from « miniature-knight » on Tumblr.
This is SuperDimentio77, serving you your daily needs of angry fish ladies, fabulous robots, goat parents, and demonic (?) ghost-child.
Undertale and its characters are sole proprety of Toby Fox and his team.
Frisk's POV
How did it all go down to this ? It was just supposed to be a dumb joke.
Little Frisk was quite a young... child. They weren't very sure about being a He or a She. Everyone called them « They » anyways, so they got used to it. Besides, it allowed them to play football, and watch that show about colorful ponies without any worry or mockery.
So, Frisk was a young child. They hit the 9 years old mark three months ago, but they weren't quite that confident yet. With their timid nearly-closed brown eyes, their yellow-hued skin, their cute nose, and their brown medium-length hair, Frisk didn't like to talk too much. Because of a certain accident, they were afraid talking too much would get them hurt. And worst of all, they knew they couldn't fight back if someone attacked them.
Well, it's not like the child couldn't do it physically, Frisk was simply afraid to hurt the other person. Yet, when it came to others, Frisk didn't hesitate to throw themselves in the face of danger, no matter how puny their help was against the threat. They always wanted to do the right thing, They were Determined to do the right thing. But when you were the same size than kids that were two years younger than you, it wasn't easy to stand up for yourself or for others, especially when you were an orphan among dozens of others.
Friends weren't flocking to their feet though. Due to their diminutive stature and quiet presence, they were mostly ignored. One didn't however, and that was Megan, the girl that they were sharing their room with. Twelve years old, green eyes, red hair as fiery as her temper, and the most respected and feared kid of the entire orphanage, even the teens were handling her with care and apprehension. She looked like she took a certain familiarity with the shy child. Although, their 'activities' together involved a lot of dangerous stuff (« To toughen you up a bit ! », she said), and eating half of their dessert at every meal (« When you start being brave, you get the whole thing ! »).
Most saw these actions as a bully harrassing the poor orphan, but Frisk knew there was more to this story. They knew that Megan kicked the butts of other kids who mistreated them, and when they woke up, they were always tucked in and their pillow was fluffed. There was even that time when they lost their Hoppy Bunny plush, that was thrown into the dump by bullies. Yet, while they were going to bed, it had mysteriously come back. Megan wasn't there that night, something about taking two showers to get rid of a smell.
In the end, Frisk knew that behind this armor of noogies and recklessness, there was a good person that wanted to do the right thing, even if she wouldn't admit it in public. Frisk felt that they owed her though. They were weak, they had to learn to protect themselves. But did they want that ? Were they brave enough to hurt somebody ?
One day though, Frisk learned about the legend of Mt. Ebott, that weird small mountain they could always see on the horizon. The legend about the children disappearing on Mt. Ebott, and never coming back. This tale was always used by the grown kids to spook the younger ones, saying that soon a monster with goat features would be coming to drink their blood dry. It scared Frisk back then, but Megan kept telling it was malarky, even though the disappearances were very real. After all, these disparitions happened during the last seventy years, the last one happening only six years ago. Deep down, even Megan had a doubt about this monster legend, and asked Frisk never to go up there, saying that he wasn't ready to do such a thing.
But Frisk had to do it. Nobody in the entire orphanage had the courage to go up there. If they did it, they could prove they were brave, and without having to hurt anybody ! It would make Megan proud, they knew it !
Thus, they began to ration their food, not eating candies and biscuits that were giving to them, and keeping those under their matress, in secret. Then, ten days later, they were ready to go. One early morning, after making sure Megan was sleeping (soundly), they left a note, and took out by the window, as quiet as possible. They had two hours before she would wake up, more than enough to ascend their climb to their objective. It was a cave in the opposite side of the mountain, that nearly no one dared to explore. All they had to do was to make a solid proof they got there, and never again would they be called a crybaby.
Taking the bus, Frisk arrived near the fabled mountain, and began their climb. Along the way, they ate their precious sweets, and even gave one of their biscuits to a family of birds that was passing nearby. They did stumble after encountering a nasty rock on the way, but it was no problem. They had packed bandages, just between a coloring book, and their trusty Hoppy Bunny. They then found a stick on the ground, and played with it all the way up to the cavern.
Finally, they arrived. The cavern was looming above them, and Frisk made a squeak of fright. N-No ! They couldn't back down ! They had to be brave, for Megan. They entered, and the sun was shining all around the cavern, due to some small holes in the walls. They looked around, and found some strange rock. It was chalk. Perfect ! Frisk took it off the ground, and marked a message on the wall of the cavern.
Frisk was here ! (And is a very brave kid.)
Frisk smiled at their work, and began to track back. But suddenly, they stopped. Nobody in the orphanage would have the courage to go up there. Nobody would see their message. They would call Frisk a liar, Megan would call Frisk a liar. Little Frisk would be a crybaby and a liar.
The kid then got an idea ! Taking back something from the cavern would be a good proof ! But they really didn't want to go in there. It could get scary. They looked back. The cavern looked like it was mocking them. Frisk could hear the bullies' voices, saying he didn't have the guts to do it. He didn't have guts at all. He was just a baby that needed diapers and Megan to change them.
Frisk had enough ! They were going to get that proof ! They were... DETERMINED to get it !
They ran back into the cavern, and got pretty far, before realizing what they had done. The sun wasn't really getting there anymore, the walls were getting somber and somber. Frisk's legs shook, but they carried on anyways. They began to feel like something was behind them, but then again, he got that a lot at night.
Finally, he arrived at the end of the cavern. The sun was bathing the area in its light, showing an enormous hole in the ground. Frisk approached it, but not too close. The pit seemed to go far into the ground, but it looked like there was a sort of dark mist, preventing them to see the bottom.
Frisk decided not to push the issue, and looked around. Then, the child found a flower. A buttercup, that was glowing with a faint red light.
Frisk's face made a big smile. This was it ! Nobody cultivated buttercups around the orphanage, and they had never seen one glow like that. It would be proof they weren't lying, at least to Megan.
The only problem is that it was on a small platform, right opposite to their position from the giant dark hole. Frisk gulped, and began to think. Maybe they could stay by the walls, and go around the hole on their tiptoes. They turned their back to the hole, closed their eyes, took a deep breath, and opened them...
Only to find a big bat looking at them from the ground with its wings opened. Frisk made a scream, and jumped backwards.
Then, did they do what you think they did ?
Yep, they plunged straight into the hole.
The moment they fell down, the strange red glow emanating from the buttercup disappeared. It then wiltered and died.
Frisk shrieked as they saw the sunlight getting farther and farther from them. Tears leaked from their eyes as they screamed names. Their caretakers, their fellow orphans, Megan. They called for help...
Nobody came...
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But something did.
Suddenly, Frisk felt two things. A strange presence gripping their head, and a very cozy feeling washing all over their body. The presence disappeared, but the feeling kept coming. For a moment, Frisk felt at peace, they felt like nothing could ever hurt them.
And then, everything went black.
?'s POV
He felt it. Another one had fell down.
Finally, the last one was there !
Golly, what a treat ! The last piece of his game had arrived ! A fresh SOUL, coming right up ! With it, that old fool won't stand a chance againt him. Then, with the other six, his dreams would come true... as well as the nightmares of all from the Underground and the Surface. He couldn't wait !
C'mon, get professionnal. Get that smile shinin' ! Had to lure that stupid flesh bag close enough to get their precious little SOUL. Maybe he could toy with it for a little while, just to savour it.
After all, pain was the only thing that filled him wih joy. Or something like joy. It was hard to tell, due to his state.
Anyways, that human should come soon enough for him. Yet, after a minute, he noticed something strange, that happened right after he felt something enter the Underground.
That human sure made a lot of noise when he fell down, didn't he ?
And there you have it. As I said, this will be MY interpretation of the Pacific Run. I threw in a bit of backstory, nothing too sad. Don't want to harm the precious child... yet. So, here it begins, the Ruins are coming. There'll be puzzles, frogs, protective goats, and... door problems ?
Well, have a nice day/night, and keep an eye on your bone collection, or Annoying Dog might... Snoopy-n to take them !
?: GAH ! THIS FIC HAS ALREADY CAUGHT MY BROTHER'S DEADLY BAD-PUN-VIRUS ! AND I HAVE YET TO FIND THE REMEDY FOR IT ! NYOO HOO HOO...
?: hehe, i'm so proud. welp, better take a nap until i get my role into this story.
