The UnderTale Multiverse is a collection of everything that could ever happen in any UnderTale related material. This series (UTM) is going to contain non-sequitur chapters of different prompts and thoughts. It will be written in many different styles and in either 1st, 2nd, or 3rd person, depending on who the main character is and how they think. Also, gender of ambiguous characters change depending on the story. (Frisk can be a 'guy' in one, a 'girl' in the second, and a 'they' in a third.)
This 1st chapter will contain two very short stories. The first is about Chara. The second is about you, Frisk.
The 2nd chapter is about San's notes about the event leading up to, and the recovery after the incident.
The 3rd and 4th chapter are a story about a speed running Frisk, and a Flowey who got bored of it.
The 5th, 6th, and the 7th chapter are my take on an UnderFell story.
I have about 5 other 'stories/chapters' in various stages of writing, and will eventually upload them.
If you wish for me to write about another idea, send it to me in a PM or a Review. If you want me to continue on one of the stories I have already written (or expand upon them more), you can tell me that too.
(Warning, skip this story if you do not like violence/mentions of abuse.)
Curiosity Killed The Caterpillar:
She wasn't always evil.
Before she came down, she was more curious about how things worked than anything.
Curious about why her Dad had a terrible memory, curious about why he drank this orange water after work and wouldn't share. Curious about why her mom sometimes had purple spots on her. Curious to why her Mom called him an 'idiot' and 'stupid' once he went off to work.
She found that asking questions did not get her an answer. Just less dinner. She liked dinner and did not like being hungry, so she stopped asking questions.
But she was still curious.
Today she went to the foot of the mountain to play with some other girls from her village. Upon arriving they crossed their fingers and stuck out their tongues. She looked down at herself and saw that she was wearing some very plain pants and the greenish dyed sweatshirt. It meant a lot to her because her mom saved some money for it. She never wanted it specifically but it ended up growing on her.
She looked back up to the girls and noticed they all had much nicer clothing on. Their mom's never had to save money for clothing. Their dads worked better jobs. Their dads did not forget about things. Their dads did not forget about them.
Feeling embarrassed and wanting to hide she ran into the woods towards the top of the mountain. Along the way, she found a black and white Caterpillar.
In some universes she wanted to get away and get her own space. She would look at the Caterpillar. She would notice how it was all alone and happy. She would then continue onwards towards the top and fall into the hole.
In this one, she found herself curious about the Caterpillar. She knew what it looked like on the outside. The inside was a mystery to her.
She took a stick and poked the Caterpillar. It moved faster. She poked harder and harder and harder until the stick went through it. Flicking the now-limp Caterpillar off of the stick caused green goop to fly out of it. It interested her.
She looked back to the top of the mountain thinking on how she had never been there before. She was curious to what was at the top of the mountain and wanted to know what the view from the top looked like.
She never got to see it.
Down the rabbit hole.
Found a family.
Curious about buttercups.
New Dad almost died.
She wanted to know what being inside a monster would be like.
She wanted to know how humans would react to monsters.
She wanted to know how life would be with her new family on the surface.
She wanted to know what it felt like to be dead.
She died.
They failed.
Flowey was made.
A child fell down the hole.
Chara stirred.
She awoke. Not them, but her. She looked down. Power flowed through her. Her soul was here, plus some other feeling.
Hope?
Close. Not exactly.
Motivation?
Motivated to do what then?
Determination?
Yes.
She met Flowey. She knew Flowey. He tried to initiate a fight. Her new soul started to leave her body. She was interested in what would happen if she didn't let it.
Her new soul stayed inside.
Taken aback, Flowey didn't have time to move.
She plucked him. "Hello Asriel" she said. He muttered something, and said her name. Chara.
Her eyes opened wider. Yes. With that word, she felt it. She could use his power. She wondered what it would be like to have more. To use him. To be the one in control "Come on!" She said, the sides of her mouth sliding upwards.
"This is going to be fun!"
She learned all of which he knew. She could almost feel the vines contained within her, able to shoot out and strangle anyone who was in her way. Asriel, Flowey, neither of them existed anymore.
And they never will again.
She passed everyone else. Monsters were weak. She knew about the souls from taking over Flowey. But she wouldn't mind reuniting the family. She wondered if they could interact within her.
Mom was walking towards her as she was walking towards her mom's new home.
It didn't matter what the mother said. The old goat didn't recognize her. She didn't care. She would know soon.
Mom was shocked.
Chara didn't care.
All she felt was the awesome power of the flame.
She saw a bridge.
She heard shuffling behind her.
The comic, Sans.
"heya kid, whatzup?"
She didn't dignify it with a response.
But this monster was powerful.
She wanted that.
She looked at him, through him, seeing a faint blue light flicker on in his left eye.
The vines retreated from under her sleeves into nonexistence. Her flames burst forth, happily knowing that voice.
She knew how he worked.
He knew she was trouble.
It took a while, but he was getting tired.
She could use her flames and vines perfectly now.
The blasters looked nice. She wanted to know how they worked.
She placed a hand on his face. Vines creeped down her arms from under her torn sleeve. She tried absorbing his power.
Time didn't let her. Space didn't let her.
She got knocked back.
"huff… huff… kid, what… what the fuck was that?" He started to get back on his feet.
Words were a waste on him.
Finally, he couldn't stand.
He just laid there.
Blue light still shone weakly from that one eye.
He wasn't worth the effort of walking to.
Neither was dad.
She used the vines to drag him to her.
She stuck her hand in his eye, wondering what power let it glow.
She pushed her power out. Her determination.
Space warped around them.
She saw something luminous in the distance. She knew it.
The core.
Then a town covered in snow.
A small lab.
A garbage dump.
A big lab.
Coffins.
She let go.
She departed the now melty looking skeleton and headed up the stairs.
She found her house.
Cut through the chain.
And saw some flowers.
And on top of them was a big useless father.
She said nothing.
She wasn't attacking him outright. Flowey never got what he wanted that way.
So she waited.
He showed her the human's souls. He not recognizing her.
Her dad always did have a bad memory.
The souls came out.
She felt him, her father, tugging on her soul.
She sent a blazing vine through him. He fell to one knee.
She collected the souls.
7 now, a boss monster, and a fragmented one.
She looked at him. He was weak compared to the god she was.
A trident seemed useful though.
And anyways, she did want to live on the surface with her new family.
She walked through the barrier, breaking it.
She wondered if her magic trident would make the Caterpillars explode faster.
And what would it look like if she poked her friends?
And their families.
And their friends.
And the people they know.
And the people they don't know.
And she is going to learn So Much!
Talk:
In a very different time you existed.
You woke up in a daze, confused by the bright light that was stinging your eyes. Everything about the situation reminded you of a feeling you got time and time again. The wind quietly blowing above you, the soft glow of yellow that came off of the plants beneath your feet, the otherwise absolute silence.
Yet, even with all of these familiar occurrences, something felt… Off?
You went through your head as you sat up, trying to place the feeling.
It wasn't her. She didn't feel like this. Nor was it any magic you recognized. It wasn't even the same 'off' feeling that you felt when Gaster's fragments were close to you. You felt the need to say something.
And that is when you realized how wrong the situation was.
As a kid you were most accepted when you were quiet. Your parent's didn't like you noisy. It wasn't as bad when you didn't say a thing. When you fell the first time, well, staying quiet was easier than you thought. And it ended up working in your favor.
Speaking changed things, changed others. You would rather let the world live on around you.
It was only after the 2nd time you restarted that you called Mom to talk to her. Then you went to Undyne's house and (accidentally) burnt it down. You saw the true lab, and those poor lost souls. You faced Asriel, and comforted him. You left to the surface. You went back for him. But still, you kept talking to a minimum.
But maybe that's why nothing changed. You know Sans was a wealth of knowledge and power. Besides him, the other strongest monsters were his brother, your Mom, the King, what remains of their child, and Undyne. Maybe by talking to them and telling them what was happening would you be able to escape this loop and live happily ever after with everyone. Yes, maybe it was finally time to talk to them. Face your fears. Talk to the flower.
You walked out of the room, and saw a flower pop up in front of you. He opened his mouth to say something, but then closed it. He looked at your face. "Well, someone looks rather optimistic. Or have you finally reached my level of insanity?" He said, his face contorting into something much scarier.
But it didn't scare you, you have seen it too many times. You saw worse. In fact, you found it kind of cute. You giggled.
"..." He said, each period very visible. "What is it? Are you ok?" he asked without a single trace of actually caring. "Maybe you finally snapped!" His grin grew dark.
"No, I'm fine."
Published 12/23/2015
Updated 4/1/2016