hi everyone! c: so i went on a writing kick and whipped up another chapter for you! the next chapter won't be out for a little while, next week or so, as i need to focus on my other story and life but im sure this one will tide you over. ^^ Drivingmaster19: oh okay! and thanks so much for calling the chapter great and yeah papyrus' head dying like that was pretty sad. i even cried myself. OnO i actually wrote it like that for practice in writing tragedy because my english teacher suggested i try writing in one of shakespeare's genres of choice, it was either that or satire and i've already studied ointments.
chapter four: drastic measures
frisk watched in horror as her former self and sans duked it out to the death. they were so busy fighting they didn't seem to notice the other girl and ghost at the entrance, or the screaming gaster chunk in the corner.
"how're we going to get over there?" frisk wondered quietly.
"PLOW HIM DOWN" chara shouted into frisk's ear which really hurt.
"i think she's already on that," frisk said, watching herself. then, she got an idea: if she could distract her past self, then sans could kill her off and the bad time route would never be completed and chara wouldn't be in frisk's head to torment her all the time!
"that's it!" frisk said, and dashed down the corridor.
"HEY! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" chara screamed.
frisk ran as fast as she could until she had to stop because sans brought up his moving platforms and vertical moving bones over a sea of bones attack! instinct and THE SHEER AMOUNT OF TRIES NEEDED TO BEAT THAT FIGHT GAWSH almost made her jump onto one of the platforms but she knew she couldn't because then they would notice her. she waited for the attack to end before running through again. but past frisk sped through her menu options because she'd already been through this fight so many times she was done reading everything and just wanted to progress! sans' next attack started immediately! gaster blasters slid up and down throughout the corridor trying to blast past frisks soul, so future frisk had to jump and platform over them to get through. finally, she stood on one right behind sans.
"HEY, FRISK!" she shouted, waving her arms
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" chara shrieked like a banshee.
"huh?" said past frisk.
sans saw this opportunity and blasted frisk into oblivion. the battle ended and frisk's soul shattered like an old cookie and determination started playing. sans blew on his fingers like they were the end of a pistol. "Get dunked on."
hoping he was too preoccupied with victory, frisk started tiptoeing past sans, but tripped on a popato chisp that chara dropped and slammed into the floor and caught sans' attention!
sans turned around. "Huh? Another Frisk?" he said and brought up another gaster blaster. "There's plenty of me to go around!"
"no wait sans please listen!" frisk cried. "i'm frisk from a pacifist route. i helped you defeat me!"
"Oh." sans said and shook frisks hand. "Thanks, kiddo."
"STUPID BAG OF BONES" chara said crossing his arms.
suddenly bad time frisk appeared and charged at sans and stabbed him in the back! he collapsed, dusting!
"FINALLY!" frisk cheered. "i've had it with this place! i'm going to murder asgore and flowey and sell my soul already!" she said and took off into the throne room.
"crap" frisk said and saw that sans was dying. "no sans! don't leave me!" she said and held him. "i'm so sorry for killing you... you're one of my best friends." frisk started crying and her tears fell on sans' jacket. "you were always there to make me laugh and help me when my journey seemed insurmountable... and you bought me a burger but ruined it then gave me yours... and taught me the true meaning of love. and i murdered you. please, forgive me!"
"Bhurr" sans mumbled through the bletchup. he thus died.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" frisk cried into his dust and it washed away.
"I HATE TO BREAK UP THE FUNERAL" said chara. "BUT IT SEEMS YOUR PAST SELF HAS ALREADY REACHED ME."
sure enough reality started falling apart as chara's past ghost self started destroying the world! the corridor started crumbling as reality fell away and disappeared. pieces of the roof were falling all around because the floor started blinking out of existence and the support beams were falling into the nothingness below, and the gaster chunk was about to fall into oblivion!
"CHARA!" frisk yelled, "GET THE CHUNK!"
"WHY"
"BECAUSE YOU'RE A GHOST AND CAN FLY!"
"I NEVER WANTED TO BE ON THIS MISSION! YOU CAN'T FORCE ME TO DO ANYTHIGN!" chara crossed her arms. "WHO CARES IF GASTER IS LOST FOREVER?"
"toriel does!" frisk pleaded. "if we can't fix him, she'll die! your mother will die, chara! our mother will die!"
hearing toriel described as her mother caused chara's expression to change. "... MOTHER?" she said and remembered playing dolls with toriel, and baking pie, and hunting bugs, and dying, and toriel forgetting about her and adopting numerous children to dull the pain, then frisk showing up and doing her shtick, and possessing frisk and breaking the barrier and saving everyone. and toriel getting sick and currently dying while she was wasting time remembering all this stuff!
"HANG ON MOMMA HELP IS COMING!" chara said and dashed over to gaster's chunk, grabbing it just as the floor gave out completely and the timeline ceased to exist.
frisk, chara, and the last screamin' chunk of gaster fell out of the last portal just as mettaton doubled over screaming in pain.
"mettaton! we got the last chunk!" frisk said but saw his discomfort "omg are you okay?"
"because that timeline ended while my portal was still open, a part of me died too" mettaton said. paramedics showed up and loaded mettaton onto a stretcher. "i'll be fine, sweetie. reconstruct gaster. go and save your mom" he said and died. (but he's a robot so he's not dead dead, just powered off! don't worry c:)
"i won't let you down," frisk said and teared over the cold metal corpse. she turned to chara. "chunk please."
chara gave her the chunk and they opened the trunk. frisk put the chunk inside but it was pulled to the rest like a magnet! there was a bright flash of light and rainbows and an explosion that blew the kid and ghost across the room. steam poured out of the trunk, silhouetting a ghostly figure, and the whole room smelled like death!
"GGGGNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" moaned the figure, stretching like a zombie or hsien-ko. frisk and chara hugged each other. when the steam cleared, there was dr. w.d. gaster, standing in all his glory! his black lab coat was tattered and stained and rippling in the wind, he had huge bags under his eyes, his mouth was shaped like a triangle, and there was even a massive caterpillar wiggling in his eyescoket because he'd been gone so long!
"WHO DARES DISTURB ME FROM MY COSMIC SLUMBER?!" he bellowed.
"i... i do!" frisk said, standing and leaving chara cowering.
"oh, well, thank you" gaster said. "you have no idea how maddening being shattered in chunks is."
"we could hear you screaming all over those different timelines," frisk said. "i'm frisk."
"dr. gaster," gaster introduced himself and shook the girl's hand then walked to the door. "well, i'll see you around!"
"wait!" frisk cried. "i need your help!"
"ugh, seriously?" gaster sighed, turning around. "kid, i've been in limbo since before you were born. i've got some living to do"
"but my goatlike mother is dying!" frisk said. "i brought you back to lfie so you could help her from falling into the void like you did!"
"oh, it wasn't because i was suffering?!" gaster accused. he squinted at frisk. "i remember you. we met in waterfall. i begged for help, but you did NOTHING!"
"all you said was doodly doodly doodly!" frisk said, annoyed.
gaster turned around and crossed his arms. "whatever your mother is going through is nowhere near what i did,"
"she has dysentery" frisk said and started crying. "please, she's the only family i have left. don't you have family?"
"i did..." gaster said sadly. "two sons."
"sans and papyrus?" frisk asked.
"yeah!" gaster said. "how'd you know?"
"they're good friends of mine! and they miss you a lot," frisk said.
"they're alive? sans is alive?" gaster asked, frantic.
"yeah!"
"take me to sans, now!" gaster demanded, and they hurried out of the studio.
END OF CHAPTER 4~