Chapter 2

(Sorry about the long time between these chapters, life came up a bit and I was hit with some major writers block, this will be a bit shorter but the next will be longer. I might add a genocide chapter in the future if its wanted.)

Very suddenly, Sorin shot up into a sitting position. He was sobbing from whatever bad dream he had. As he sat there he found his friend moved next to him and he turned and hugged him. "I'm sorry… I don't mean to put this on you…"

Nabstablook shook his head. "It's fine, you're always there for me, the least I can do is be there for you."

Sorin sighed and scooted against the wall into a sitting position. "I should probably head out soon, find out what the human is doing…"

His friend sighed and nodded going to his computer and putting his headphones on. "Alright… I'll just be here… Listening to music…"

Sorin smiled at him a bit. He was glad his friend had a hobby he enjoyed so much. Even if he didn't actually show it all to much, Sorin knew he had fun. Either way, it was time to head out. They were probably in Hotland by now.

As he got to the door he couldn't find it in himself to open it and leave. Slowly, he sighed and turned back, sitting in front if the TV. "Care if I watch some television…?"

His ghostly friend turned to him smiling a bit. "Go ahead, Mettaton is coming on soon, want to watch it with me…? Unless you'd rather watch something else…"

Sorin laughed a bit and nodded. "I haven't seen him in a while… Let's watch it then." He said as he turned on the TV, already on Mettaton's channel. As Nabstablook floated next to him, it appeared that the show was taking place in the lab of Alphys.

He was asking the human all sorts of questions. At one point he asked if they would smooch a ghost and they said yes. Looking over, Sorin noticed a blush on Nabstablook. There was a strange feeling in his chest now. Was it… jealousy? It was a strange feeling to have. His mind started to cloud as he also began to blush. A lot more intensely though. Sorin slowly withdrew it his jacket as he did so.

He couldn't pin down his thoughts, in frustration he stood up and left, only saying that he was going to check on Alphys. In truth, he just needed some time to think on these thoughts. He realized he cared for the cute little ghost, but the last person he cared for disappeared… As these thoughts deepened, his mind scattered further until he was just standing around, not knowing what was going on.

When he snapped out of it, he realized he was in Hotland. Maybe some time at the MTT resort would help ease his mind. Heading there didn't take long, maneuvering was pretty easy when you knew the lay of the land.

Once he got there he managed to get into the restaurant and sat down. Eating a bit he noticed the human at another table with the one blue hooded skeleton. Eventually their conversation ended and Sans went off… somewhere.

The human got up and moved on as well. He followed him a bit but was stopped when he saw a television in the resort starting I flash. It was broadcasting Mettaton's soon to be last episode. It seemed a bit rushed. Why was Mettaton ending the show so soon?

The TV soon gave him the answered as it talked of Mettaton moving on to the surface world. The human was getting close to the end… Was he planning in stopping them?

All to suddenly the TV switched to a smoke filled room, the human and… Mettaton? The new body was… Strange. Then, what appeared to be a battle began, they were both dancing and posing… Even so the human was dodging every attack.

As it progressed Mettaton seemed to get more and more beat up until the show hit an all time high in the ratings. He decided to answer phone calls to the lucky viewers, broadcasting the call as well. On the phone was Nabstablook's voice. He sounded… sad.

Thinking more about things, he decided to go to the ghosts house once more. Maybe the human would do better things then he thought. When he got back he was invited in and sat down with his friend. "I heard you on TV, I'm sure Mettaton won't end it like this, are you okay?"

Nabstablook nodded staring at him. "Yeah.. But what about you? You left in a hurry and your face is really red, I didn't think it could get like that with how pale you are."

Sorin didn't realize he was blushing and he was a bit erratic at the moment. "I'm sorry I… Maybe it's not so bad down here… To be honest, I haven't noticed how content I am just having someone around I care for. Plus, I would probably make a mess of things on the surface. If Asgore succeeds or not doesn't matter I suppose. I'll be fine as long as I still get to hang out with you." He said a bit more nervous at the end.

Nabstablook was at a bit of loss for words for a moment. "That sounds… Nice… But you don't have to stop what you've been striving for on my behalf."

Sorin sighed a bit, scratched his claw through his hair. "I guess its not because I have to but… because I want to… I can't change my past anyway, and its not what… It doesn't matter." He said laying on the floor. "I'm happier this way."

His ghostly friend smiled and laid next to him, the two staring at the ceiling. Sorin began to let go of his bad memories, making his thoughts more clear. The human was just about to Asgore by now. Maybe things would end for the better. Even as he thought this, the entire underground rumbled and everything went black. Sorin's body became shattered and formless. One of his eyes glowed as he starred through the void, seeing the human fighting… Asriel.

Using as much power and concentration he could, he reached out to help the human, feeling many other souls doing the same. After a while of the battle that raged on, he felt everyone's heart beat as one with the human, until everything faded to white.