AN: Hi. I got another review from a guest! So I'm going to answer some stuff! Here's what was said. "Well, I think that your story is a little messy chronologically. I got confused on the part where Asriel is basically a Charisk. And then there is all the dimension hopping. But I liked the story, hope you write more." Ok to start, it's not really messy… More like it jump cuts a lot… And I did try to explain it as well as I could for that. Basically, Chara was still following Frisk for the entire time she was in the underground and at Hogwarts, over time Chara's spiritual being started to fuse in small chunks with Frisk. Think of it like… Chara's spiritual chunks were like slow sperm cells, over a long time they eventually got Frisk pregnant. So technically Asriel is a Charisk but that's not gonna happen again. Any siblings he might get will be Frisk and MK's. Next up, the dimension hopping is actually important to the story. Not just Grape and the Reviews leaking in but in Frisky-bit's Potter Asriel showed up there for a little bit… Uh… That's about it… So I'll get to writing now!
Asriel looked at his small piece of SOUL sadly. "Asriel? What's wrong?" Frisk asked him.
"Why… Why did I get sent to that place?" He asked upset. "I had a SOUL there… But it wasn't mine!" He cried as he let his SOUL fade…
"Oh Asriel…" She whispered holding him close to her chest. "It's ok… Your SOUL is coming back…" She told him as he cried into her shoulder.
"Yeah it is." Grape said walking in. "Sorry… I just wanted to ask something. Frisk when Asriel was born were his eyes emerald with some red or red with some green?" He asked.
"Well… Both I guess. His left eye was emerald with red and his right eye was red with green. Then after a few days they turned the colour they are now… Dark red." She told him.
"Right, thanks!" He said leaving.
"He's weird…" Asriel muttered calmed down.
"Well of course he is. He's you silly!" Frisk joked.
"I guess… But he's not. He's who I would be if I wasn't Asriel and you hadn't been in the underground…" He said with a scowl.
"True. He's also a dork." Frisk said with a grin making him laugh.
"Yeah I guess…" He mumbled.
"Hey Asriel…" Frisk said in a sing-song voice.
"What Mom?"
"I just wondered… If you want to go to get some nice cream…" She asked him with a grin.
"Sure… That sounds nice…"
"Ah jeez…" Sans muttered as he walked in. "You still upset kiddo?" He asked.
"I'm… I'm not upset! I'm just in a bad mood!" He shouted.
"So you're upset."
"No!" He shouted creating a vine which carefully threw Sans out of the room and closed the door.
Grape watched as Sans landed on two cushions. "Have a below average time?" He asked with a grin.
"Eh. It wasn't an unpleasant amount of minutes." Sans joked.
"NYEH!" Papyrus nyeh'd in the kitchen upset.
"Well then…" He grinned as he pulled out a set of 3ds'. "Wanna play a rythme game?"
"Heh… You're gonna get dunked on kid." Sans said taking one of them and starting the game.
"Asriel is basically a Charisk." The echoes were back in the house.
"What's a… Charisk?" Frisk asked as she and Asriel ate their nice cream in the living room.
"Ah…" Grape muttered. "It's… A ship name."
"Oh! Like Soriel or Papyton?" She asked.
"Yeah basically. Charisk… Is Chara X Frisk…" He told them all ready to run.
"That's just dumb! Chara's always dead!" Asriel shouted annoyed.
"Not always… Besides people really like to ship." Grape argued relaxing and playing video games with Sans.
"That's weird… It's like the voices have stopped." Asriel noticed. "Must have not had much to say I guess.
"Oh yeah!" Frisk agreed.
1 week later
Asriel lay in his room while Frisk had a wedding with MK. He'd asked to stay in his room so he could just relax and think about things. He pulled out his laptop and started to sing while wrote lyrics in Sans' voice.
"It's a beautiful day outside
Birds are singing
Flowers are blooming
On days like this
Kids like you…
Should be burning in HELL." He snapped into the mic. He started to play instruments with his vines as he started to sing.
"Turn around kid…
It'd be a crime
If I had to go back
On the promise that I made for you
So don't step over that line!
Or else friend you're gonna have a bad time.
But kids like you don't play by the rules.
And guys like me?
It ain't easy to be played for fools.
So let's go
Let the room get chiller.
Let's go…
DIRTY BROTHER KILLER!
Go ahead and try to hit me if you're able.
Guess you've figured out that mercy's off the table.
I can tell you're getting really sick of trying
But I think you're just mad you keep dying.
You're not gonna win,
We'll be here together.
Fighting in this judgement hall forever.
And I know you'll just reset every time I beat ya
But I'll always be back right here to meet ya.
I know you're made
O-o-o-o-of
LO-O-O-O-OVE
LO-O-O-O-OVE
LO-O-O-O-OVE
LO-O-O-O-OVE
LO-O-O-O-OVE!"
He stopped as before bursting into laughter
"Hahahahaha…
This is where it stops…
This is where it ends…
If you want to get past me
Well you better try again.
But no matter how I stall you
You don't give up your attack!
Do you just like the feeling…
Of your sins crawling on your back?
Go ahead and try to hit me if you're able!
You should know by now that mercy's off the table!
Think that you can try to spare me like I'm some pawn?
Well, you didn't spare my brother…
So GET DUNKED ON!
I know you made all my friends all disappear!
But everything they cared about is why I'm here.
I am their MERCY!
I am their VENGEANCE!
I am DETERMINATION!
I know you're made…
O-o-o-o-of
LO-O-O-O-OVE!
LO-O-O-O-OVE!
But I think I'm stronger than you…" He whispered at the end as the music suddenly cut away.
"Yeah that was pretty ok I guess…" He muttered throwing the instruments into a box which went under his desk. "Could use some work though… But I guess a genocide route's really good at making songs where you'll get all pumped up and determined." He decided as he wrote the lyrics onto a sheet of paper on his desk, sending a digital copy of both the lyrics and the recording of his song to Sans so he could decide if they were good. They were planning a party for Frisk's birthday, which was next month, and Asriel was in charge of writing songs. He had one more to write which would be the first to play, then the newest one would play… And finally he would sing the one Frisk had told him about, and he'd rewritten… "Hmm… Frisk said that they'd given up at the end of the fight so… Yeah… And maybe RESETting despite the warnings? I mean there weren't any but it would work… Maybe have something about DETERMINATION? Yeah…" He muttered writing out ideas for the song. "Oh jeez my throat… It hurts so much from doing that…" He muttered drinking some water, with a flower on the bottle. "Oh! Maybe hint at what Sans says at the start of his song at the end of this one!" He decided writing that down.
"Hey kid. You got the last song planned yet?" Sans asked walking in.
"Yeah I'm almost done… Should be ready by dinner." He agreed not looking over to the skeleton. "Why?"
"Well… We might have a small problem? Frisk and MK fell down a hole into another dimension? And… Uh… Remember Ton?" He asked.
"Yeah. Grape called that world TonTale?" He said confused. "Why?"
"Well… They fell into an alternate version of it labelled.. TTR." Sans told him worried.
"TonTaleRevolution?" He asked with a grin.
"Yup… They dance instead of fighting… But the Sans of that world… Well he can't get them back. His machines busted."
"I'll go get them…" He said handing Sans a vine which was attached to his back. "Tie this to something and don't let it break ok?" He asked him before jumping down the hole…
