Pax moved his ink piece for the seventy-five thousandth time, it was a game he had invented to keep his mind off Chara's death. He basically shifted the Ink piece in one direction and spun around and tried to see if he could find it, and to its credit it had worked for the duration it was needed for. However today was something Pax couldn't miss, it was the day before Frisk would enter the Underground, hopefully, to save all the monsters. Pax summoned an Ink platform and stood up, stretching to release his fatigue. 'So many years will do that to you I guess.'

With a wave of his hand, he opened a portal to the surface, "Guess I'll see what led to Frisk coming to the underground."

The Surface, near Mount Ebott:

Frisk couldn't believe their eyes, an entire crowd of people gathered around them just because they were dancing. The people put money in a hat for them and wished them good luck, saying things like, "Hang in there kiddo," or, "We'll pray for you"

Frisk would've rathered a home, their box was getting too big for them and was becoming a snug fit. Maybe they'd go down into the junkyard to find a better box, maybe the owner would let them stay a night again.

After a few hours of dancing, Frisk grew tired and decided to go look for a candy shop. They never had chocolate before and could never afford it until now.

*ding*

An old lady greeted Frisk at the door, "Hello and welcome to the Sweet Tooth little lady." Frisk shook their head, "Oh, little man?" Frisk shook their head once again, to which the old lady smiled, "Ah you're neither."

"Mhm," Frisk said with a nod and held up their money, pointing to various choco bars.

"Will that be paper or plastic little one?" Frisk pointed to the paper bag and when the bag was gestured towards them they took it with a thankful nod, "Have a nice day little one."

Frisk gave a last wave before the door closed. As they sat on the curb of the street they began enjoying one of the chocolate bars; it was delicious, the perfect blend of cinnamon and butterscotch flavoring inside a tiny, lightly colored rectangle. Frisk decided to save the rest for their supper and to save one for the nice junkyard owner who had helped them so many times.

"Oh it's you, Frisk, how's it been going Kiddo?" Frisk held up a chocolate bar, "For me? You've got to be Kidding me!"

Frisk gave a giggle, "B-o-x?"

The old man smiled, "You know what Frisk? How about instead you come live with me?"

Frisk broke into a cautious grin, they had dealt with foster parents who were unsavory, to say the least, "N-i-c-e t-o m-e?"

The old man picked Frisk up and said with a comforting smile, "Someone as Great as me could still use someone greater!"

Frisk laughed a laugh of pure happiness, one devoid of grief and full of innocence.

Pax looked into the house and smiled, but a question forced its way into his head without his permission, "How did they end up in the Underground?"

'Just wait… you'll see.' For some reason, the melodic voice didn't sound ecstatic at Pax's concern. It almost sounded sad, almost like it wasn't his Error but something else.

A voice pipes up somewhere behind Pax, causing him to camouflage himself, "Are you sure this is going to work? He has to have like twenty guns!"

Another voice pipes quietly but gruffly, "Hey pipe down will ya'? He'll hear us coming from a mile away."

The moon came out from behind the clouds and in the pale moonlight, Pax could see the intense glint of guns, 'No… this… this can't be…'

'Watch…'The voice said, this time with a hint of anger that seemed to be directed towards itself.

Pax knew he didn't have to watch, that he had to something to stop the intruders; sadly though, he knew he couldn't mess with the timeline. If this was how Frisk entered the timeline then so be it, as much as he wanted to stop them at any cost he couldn't.

So with a heavy heart and tears streaming down his face, he watched as the men broke in, the sound of the man yelling at Frisk to run even as the sound of gunshots followed suit. After that Frisk screamed for their life and ran towards Mount Ebott, where Pax was certain Frisk would fall in. And from what Pax saw all day, Frisk seemed to be in a peaceful mood, though he wondered if Chara would ruin that, as cynical as it sounded it was bound to happen.

When the men thundered past him, one with an armful of loot and the other thundering after Frisk, Pax walked into the house. He looked at the man slumped against the wall, two crimson holes blemishing his body. When Pax approached the man shifted his head up, "P-please… save… Fris...k"

Pax looked at the man with a smile, the only thing betraying his sadness was the tears in his eyes, "They'll be fine… I promise sir…"

The old geezer smiled one last time, his body slacked and the light left his eyes, "Tha...nks…"

Frisk felt the back of their skull erupt in pain as the bad man towered over them, their gun facing the opposite way. Frisk fought to stay conscience as the bad man held them by the throat, "You know I could just throw you down this hole right now, but I'm going to elect to just shoot you."

Frisk counted the seconds as they waited for the shot to come. A sharp buzzing sound and the spray of rubellite liquid from behind the bad man made them cringe. Sadly when the bad man fell to his knees he let go of them above the hole, and Frisks last night was one of a funny looking boy who wore multi-colored clothes looking at them with sad eyes. They gave the kid a smile, knowing they need to be happy.

As tears streaked down his cheek Pax looked at his pocket watch, "It looks like it's two in the morning. Be safe Frisk… stay determined."

Pax turned his attention towards the dead body and the unconscious robber. He restrained the man with ink and teleported both the Man and the body to the police office, along with a previously written note of what they had done. After doing so, Pax looked outside the mouth of the cave down to the Old Man's house and smiled, creases forming in his shirt from clutching at his heart, "They'll be fine... "