Chapter 2: Questions

After a few more moments of staying hidden, the three came out from behind the counter. "What was that about?" Sans asked, still holding Frisk, who had loosened her grip on him but was still holding onto him.

"I'm not sure," Grillby answered. "But it looks like the boy and girl were trying to keep us safe."

Frisk lifted her head up from Sans' shoulder. "Maybe they were part of a traveling play?" She suggested.

The skeleton gently shook his head. "It was something else," he said gently. "I recognized that tall figure the two went over to, but how was he able to appear for a short time? And who were those shapeless masses?"

The little girl looked up at him. "They didn't look like the beings I saw in Alphys' lab in the Underground," she said.

Grillby shook his head. "No, those poor souls died peacefully when you broke the barrier, little one," he said gently.

"Something's going on," Sans said. "The way those things attacked."

The fire monster looked at him. "You don't think it was deliberate, do you?" He asked.

"I think so, Grillbz," the joke-loving skeleton said. "Although their aim was clumsy, they were definitely aiming at us. And they were also aiming at that girl. A lot of glass flew over where you would have been standing if she hadn't pulled you down like that."

Grillby turned and saw the broken glass littering the floor behind the counter before looking at his two friends. "None of the glass hit you, did it?" He asked, instantly checking Frisk's arms and hands and Sans' hands.

Frisk shook her head. "Dunkle Sans used his telekinesis to keep them from landing on us or cutting us," she said, to the fire monster's relief.

Sans glanced around the restaurant, using his powers to carefully right the few tables that had been overturned and gathering the scattered condiments and silverware, putting them either in the trash or in the sink and getting some new ones for the tables. After that was done, he turned and saw Grillby sweeping up the broken glass. "Good thing I hadn't swept yet," the fire bartender said.

Frisk suddenly clung to Sans. "Dunkle, will those things come back?" She asked.

"I don't know," he admitted. "I couldn't even get a read on them. They had no stats, nothing."

"Not even…a single trait?"

The skeleton understood what the young girl was asking. "Not even that," he said. "They didn't even have any magic like the rest of us."

Grillby finished sweeping and mopping the floors. "Hopefully there's not a repeat of that today," he said. "Now then, what can I get you two?"

"The usual, please," Sans said.

The fire monster instantly got to work on that while the skeleton held the child in his arms and she hugged him. "They had red eyes," she whispered.

"I noticed that too," he said before realizing why that made her uneasy. "Oh, you mean that demon that you had to face before you could break the barrier."

She nodded. "Dunkle, what if those things were the beings from Alphys' experiments that got too much determination?" She asked. "Is it possible?"

Sans took a moment to think back as he had read the dinosaur scientist's notes and shook his head after a moment. "No, she gave them nearly equal amounts," he said. "Maybe off by a little bit each time, but nothing more than that."

Frisk still looked worried. "What if…What if he's returned?" She asked.

Seeing how frightened his little daughter/niece was, he held her in one arm and wrapped his hoodie around her, zipping it up so that it was like a pouch. This made her not only feel safe, but Sans also did this to reassure her that he'd never let anyone hurt her. "He's gone for good, baby bones," he said reassuringly. "He can't come back, ever."

She sniffled a little, only perking up a bit when Grillby came out with their to-go order and he handed it to them. "I'll put it on your tab," he said to Sans.

"Thanks, Grillbz," the skeleton said. "Be careful, okay?"

The fire monster nodded before smiling as Frisk waved to him. "Bye, Uncle Grillby," she said.

"Bye, little one," he said fondly.

As they were walking for home, Frisk was about to fall asleep when Sans suddenly stopped, his left eye lighting up blue. This immediately caught the young girl's attention. "Dunkle? What's wrong?" She asked, turning her head to see who or what they had run in to, as Sans only activated his powers if something dangerous was nearby.

"Someone's watching us," he said and snapped his fingers, calling up a Gaster Blaster. "Spotlight, scan the area, girl."

The Blaster, whom Frisk had named herself after seeing it was female, immediately moved around, eyes glowing as the dragon-like skull sniffed around like a dog, moving very carefully. Sans stayed still, holding Frisk close to him. Spotlight soon came back and shook her head, gently nuzzling his hand. "Are you sure, girl?" He asked and she gave a light growl in affirmation.

"Was there someone?" Frisk asked.

"Spotlight couldn't find anyone," the skeleton answered. "Maybe they vanished after I called her, because I know someone was there."

"Did you sense their presence?"

"More like I felt eyes on my back," Sans said, but he wasn't joking. "Come on, we're going to teleport."

The young girl clung tight and closed her eyes as Sans teleported them home, landing in the living room. Papyrus, who had been coming out of the kitchen, jumped in alarm and would have scolded Sans for using his teleporting powers especially with Frisk in his arms, but he saw the look on his older brother's face. It was a worried look and Frisk actually looked a bit frightened. "Is…Is that feeling gone?" She asked.

Sans let out a deep sigh. "Yeah, I don't feel it anymore," he admitted, setting the bag of food on the coffee table and unzipping his hoodie so that Frisk could wriggle free and go over to Papyrus. The tall skeleton scooped her up and went over to the couch where his older brother looked exhausted, almost as if he had gone into battle.

"Sans, what happened?" He asked in concern.

"You're not going to believe this, bro, but I think someone sent some shapeless masses to attack us and Grillby," Sans said.

Papyrus blinked and realized that Frisk was clinging to him and Sans hadn't made a pun. He sat down beside him. "Please start at the beginning," he said.

The two recounted the events to him and the tall skeleton looked a bit disturbed. "That is odd," he said. "What if the shapeless masses, the two dancers, and the tall being were ghosts?"

"I don't think so," Sans said. "That girl's kicks and punches connected with those shapeless masses every time and we could hear them. Not only that, she was able to pull Grillby halfway down with her to prevent him from getting hit by broken glass."

Frisk nodded. "They weren't transparent enough to be ghosts," she said. "Not even a little transparent like Napstablook usually is."

"She's right," the joke-loving skeleton said. "And the way their eyes glowed. The girl's eyes were the colors of justice and perseverance and the boy's eyes were the colors of bravery and kindness. That wasn't normal."

"Did they have powers?" Papyrus asked.

"No, but those ghostly hands showed up," Sans said. "But they moved with the dancers, so I don't think they were controlling them."

"Then what were they?"

"I don't know, bro."


Unknown to them, the same girl who had appeared in Grillby's was outside their home and she was watching them through the clear skylight, a Gaster Blaster by her side. She then indicated with her head to her left and the Blaster lowered itself a little and allowed her to step onto its snout before letting her sit on its head as it floated down to the ground and waited for her to climb down before it floated back up beside her.

She held out her right hand in a familiar hand motion of 'stop', only a portal opened just a bit beyond her hand and she and the Blaster stepped through. The tall being turned to them as they entered, opening his arms. "Well done, my daughter," he said. "Did you and Hurricane run into any more trouble?"

"No, Father," she answered. "But Sans almost caught us earlier. If we hadn't gone invisible, he and the Blaster he sent out would have found us."

The tall being nodded. "Be ready," he said. "I'm going to call your sister."

The girl looked at him. "You think…next time, there might be more?" She asked.

"Yes," he said. "This was the first time there was two and there was always one before."

She now understood and gently petted Hurricane, who was beside her. "We'll be ready," she said. "Have you found anything else about what's going on?"

"Unfortunately, no," he said. "I will keep researching."

Nodding, the girl went to find her brother, who had his camera out and they reviewed the battle together before training together to work out new moves and battle tactics, readying their minds and bodies for the next battle, which they had a feeling would happen soon.


Hmm. What is going on? Who is the girl calling Father? Are there going to be more shapeless masses appearing? Stay tuned to find out! :)

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