A(nonymous)P(ink): GREETINGS READERS! WE HAVE RETURNED FROM THE LAND OF HOMEWORK AND GENERAL INABILITY TO WRITE!
Madox: 'ello there. As of the above ^^ I've been buried in homework. XD I'm back. With another chapter.
AP: And I have been buried in the horrible stress and overshadowing fear of...
A PRESENTATION.
(dun dun duuuuun!)
*Chara severely disapproves of all of these jokes. Frisk. This is serious stuff here. I WILL get him.
*Frisk nods sarcastically, apparently confident that Sans was unbeatable. Yahuh. Sure.
*Chara sighs, exasperated. Forget it. I can do this just fine without your horrific puns, thanks.
I agree with you. They are quite horrible. So bad, they're like paper...
?
TEARABLE!
*Chara is cringing. …I can't…take this…much longer…
*Frisk is enjoying themselves.
There he stood, still waiting for them. Just standing casually right in the middle of Judgement Hall, skeletal hands in the pockets of his blue hoodie. "oh, heya. didn't expect to see you back so soon. thought you'd gone for a little stroll. alas, you came back. meh. doesn't bother me much. after all, nothing gets…UNDER MY SKIN?" He winked after his fabulous skeleton joke, despite the situation.
*Frisk is rolling on the floor (internally, soul-y) and howling with laughter.
*Chara has reached blowing point. I SWEAR IF I HEAR ONE MORE PUN I'M GOING TO LOSE IT.
*Frisk is smiling mischievously. Looks like they've got another one...
DON'T. YOU. DARE.
Okay! Okay! Geez...
~X~X~
"uhhh…kid? you've been standing there for a whole minute, just staring into space."
They blinked, suddenly aware of everything around them again.
One moment. Just one. For one precious moment, Sans saw something…someone…looking up at him. Someone who loved to smile and laugh. Someone who looked oddly familiar…someone...who might've even been...a 'friend'?
It only lasted for an instant. Then their face took on that expression again. Emotionless. Lifeless. The eyes of a stone-cold killer.
But that other look...that was so innocent and familiar...It was such a contrast from the kid that stared back at him now.
~X~X~
"…huh. okay. welp... let's just cut to the point." He grinned.
AAAAHHH NONONONONONO THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!OhmygodthatwastwopunsinoneANDtheywereknifepunsohmygodohmygodNO!
*Frisk applauds and beams.
The FIGHT initiates and reality becomes black and white.
*Chara shifts into a battle stance. This is it. This time, I'm gonna beat him.
*They are still troubled by the fact that he seemed to remember everything...
~X~X~
The human shifted into a battle stance. Sans sighed. He tried not to show it, but he was getting tired of this.
Really tired…
~X~X~
"it's a beautiful day outside…" At this point, Chara zoned out. They'd heard this already. Many times. Too many now.
Ping!
Blue soul.
But he hasn't finished his sentence yet! How come he…UGH! *Chara shakes off a feeling of unease.
They still make it through the first attack.
Chara – 53/92 HP.
Better than last time, Chara noted. Now, let's try this bit again –
The human stabbed violently with their knife. Sans slid to the side, easily dodging it. "what? you think I'm just going to stand there and take it?"
Well, there we go. Back to the same old dialogue.
*Frisk has… fallen asleep?!
Frisk! I want you to watch me kill Sans, not sleep through the entire fight!
Hm? Wha? Oh sorry. I guess even souls that don't have a BODY need to nap sometimes, Chara!
*Frisk retorts, stretching. In their and Chara's combined minds, Frisk rubs their eyes, sitting up to watch. In any other situation, they might've perked up in a cute, kindergartener fashion, but this was no childish game.
Sans attacked. Chara attacked. Sans...Chara...Sans...Chara...And all the while Frisk could only watch helplessly.
…and listen to Sans.
"our reports showed a massive anomaly in the time-space continuum. timelines jumping left and right, stopping and starting..."
…
He knows.
It took five tries to get past this attack.
"until suddenly, everything ends."
*Frisk is wearing a look of regret.
Nine tries.
"heh heh heh…
that's your fault, isn't it?"
…
"you can't understand how this feels."
…
"knowing that one day, without any warning…
it's all going to be reset."
*A single tear rolls down Frisk's cheek.
Sans, I...I'm sorry...
Three tries.
"look. i gave up trying to go back a long time ago."
...
*Chara is getting sick of this. Friissskk why does he have to be so good at dodging?!
*Frisk feels defensive, for Sans' sake. Why are you so determined to kill him?
Because there is no more turning back! We HAVE to finish this!
No we don't! We can RESET!
Chara winces as a bone cuts their skin. 32/92 HP
"and getting to the surface doesn't really appeal anymore, either."
First try.
They eat a Glamburger.
"cause even if we do…
we'll just end up right back here, without any memory of it, right?"
They eat a Snowman Piece.
"to be blunt...it makes it kinda hard to give it my all."
*Frisk is despairing at Sans' situation. They believe it's all their fault. He still...remembers...I-I didn't...I didn't know that he...Oh...Sans, I...
*Chara is nodding thoughtfully. The final pieces click into place. It makes more sense now.
"...or is that just a poor excuse for being lazy…? hell if i know."
*Chara checks their pockets. They only have a Quiche, two Snowman Pieces, and a Steak.
*Frisk lets out a yawn. Not sleepy so much as exhausted. They have no control of their body, yes. But that doesn't mean they stop feeling their energy being drained from all the fighting. Chara...please...he's too good anyway...let's just quit and go back...
NO! Don't you see? That's EXACTLY what he wants!
Well then...we'll be pleasing him at the same time...
No. No. No no no NO NO NO NO! I am NOT going back AGAIN!
...again? But...this is the first time we've ever -
I'm not saying anything.
Chara -
*Chara is giving Frisk the cold shoulder. Shutting them out, just like they did to the rest of the world.
Just like they did to Azzy...
"all i know is...seeing what comes next...i can't afford not to care anymore."
Just...one...hit...
The human slashed violently with their knife. They only cut air.
"ugh...that being said...you, uh, really like swinging that thing around, huh?
… listen. i know you didn't answer me before, but...somewhere in there. i can feel it. there's a glimmer of a good person inside of you. the memory of someone who once wanted to do the right thing. someone who, in another time, might have even been...a friend? c'mon buddy. do you remember me? please, if you're listening...let's forget all this, ok? just lay down your weapon, and...well, my job will be a lot easier."
*Sans is sparing you.
*Frisk stiffens. Their eyes widen, then brim with the mental image of tears. With a sudden burst of energy, Frisk lashes back. Chara! We have to SPARE him! DO IT! NOW!
*DETERMINATION.
The world shifts, and Frisk realises that, miraculously...
They're looking through their own eyes.
*You're filled with determination.
*File saved.
AN: Farewell, readers!;p
