So some people might find this first half to be a bit hamfisted, but there's a reason for that and it isn't just to push constant character development that's supposed to happen subtly, not suddenly. But, again, there's a reason to my madness and I'm sure at least one person out there will be able to guess why... or at least I hope so!

Hope you enjoy!

"Talking is like this."

"Thoughts are like this." Or 'This'

Text is just like this.

[System Actions] → [Are like this]

"*Narrator Talk is like this." "*But like this if it's from the mind state."


Sans hummed a light tune while he walked, his movement slow and steady as always. It was times like this he really enjoyed his position that allowed him to just go at a steady pace. Sure, he could just teleport to where he needed to go, but why bother? He was in no rush and, for once, no one was around to berate him for being slow. It was nice.

… Or it would be, if not for the sense of dread wanting to overtake his mind.

That wasn't really unusual for the skeleton monster, of course. While he tended to keep himself in a light mood and throw jokes around, there was always that feeling of fear deep in his gut, or lack there of. The fear that everything he knew and loved would just... one day... stop. All because of people messing with time. With their lives. Like they were toys. Like they didn't matter. And yet today...

Today he found himself worrying about the potential source of all those problems. Of all his insecurities, of all his worries... He found himself worrying more about her than anything else. Worried about what such power was doing to her. Worrying about how much he had taken the power for granted, despite it not being his own... and how little he cared about breaking another promise.

'Ah, maybe I'm worrying too much.' He thought to himself, shaking his head dismissively. 'Maybe the kid just meant something was forcing her to load for awhile and she doesn't wanna tell me. Like that flower, or something. Seemed like it was her friend or something.' He chuckled a bit, though inwardly he felt a brief confusion over the idea of that flower being anyone's friend.

An image of his brother, Papyrus, instantly came to mind and he couldn't help but grin weakly. While he didn't want his brother to hang around someone like that, and definitely not befriend them, he couldn't deny that Papyrus would probably be the first one to step up to try.

'Meh, maybe Frisk knows something I don't anyways. Can't even recall what the hell happened after we got caught.' He thought to himself again, his eyes closing while he walked. 'I mean, it was just one moment Frisk was looking up at us with a smile at everyone's support and then boom, we're all suddenly standing around and the barrier is broken. Can't explain that.' He rubbed the back of his head a bit, glancing up at the purple arch way he was walking under before focusing back on the path ahead.

'Still, glad it seems like everything is gonna work out. Frisk probably won't reset unless we all explode or something and loading won't fix it. Maybe I can figure out some way of setting her reset point to before we go to the surface? Meh, probably won't work.' He shrugged to himself, thinking about all the humans up on the surface that would have just as much, if not more, determination than the girl that had saved them all.

… A girl, a child, that may have potentially died for them. Many, many times...

'Whoa now. Don't go jumping to conclusions. Maybe the kid is just the type that falls a lot, or something. Yeah, that's probably...' His thoughts trailed off when he walked past another arch way, his eyes widening in their sockets at the sight that greeted him. His ever present grin became more pronounced as his teeth gritted together, holding back a yell of panic...

Because the sight that greeted him was Frisk's bleeding from slouched against the far off wall, her eyes glazed over and a little yellow flower staring up at her, staring right at the gaping hole in her shoulder... He didn't need his magic to tell him what Frisk's HP was at. He didn't even need the System for that. He could tell right away that Frisk, a little human girl,...

… was dead.

He felt his magic beginning to whip around him, forcing his left eye to glow a dark blue, while the other simply disappeared into its socket. His finger bones all clenched into a tight fist while he started to step forward; bones beginning to spawn out of the ground from his magic, sliding through the dirt like water. He raised his left hand up, about to pull the little weed out of the ground from afar...

…So the bottle shattered in his hands, filling him with an awful sense of deja vu.


Chara gasped for air, her body shooting up and her eyes were wide in alarm. She looked around quickly, trying to gather her surroundings, and slowly began to relax at the sight of the Ruin's entrance towering over her. She let out a slight sigh, rubbing the side of her face a bit while she sat on the ground. "Ah, we loaded... I guess I'd better..." She paused, pulling her hand away and staring at the tanned skin, her eyebrow arching for a moment, before the details of the Load began to play out in her mind.

"Right... I was the one in control." She muttered to herself, a slightly amused smile on her face. "Might be the first time I'm the one waking up in the body." She began to push herself up, stretching and groaning from the feeling of her muscles popping into place. She relished the feeling with a grin on her face, but then she sighed, looking over towards the doorway that led to Flowey.

She shook her head, knowing another fight was about to brew, and began to pull out the locket again, starting to slip it around her neck. She paused, waiting for a narration from her partner, only to realize that she hadn't heard a single noise from the girl. The Princess began to panic a bit, hoping that her being in control during the Load didn't ruin something and quickly called out in her mind, her hands gripping at the bottom of her sweater.

"Frisk! Are you in there? Talk to me!" She yelled mentally, though at the same time she realized that she had both eyes open in Frisk's body. Something that, so far, never happened before, since she always found it hard to open her left eye while she was in control. This made her panic even more; forcing magic to begin to spiral around her feet, pushing around the dirt and leafs. "Partner! Wake up! This is no time to be joking around!" She cried out, stomping her foot down on the ground. "FRISK!"

But nobody came.


Frisk felt herself yawn more than heard it, her eyes barely opening as they always did. She slowly sat up from her laying down position, looking around the void she found herself in with a frown. 'Mm..? Where am I?' She thought to herself, her memories not quite catching up with her just yet, but she could already tell that she wasn't where she was meant to be. She stood up, slightly patting down her shorts for a moment, and began to walk around.

She started to put pieces together in her mind while she walked, looking around for anything other than the black void she found herself in. 'Let's see... We were fighting... Flowey. We got behind him. Chara was really cool...' She smiled a bit, remembering the flips and attacks Chara had done during the fight. Sure, she had helped with some, but she was only good at defending and avoiding attacks. She could tell Chara was always thinking two steps ahead in the fight, trying to find the perfect chance to counter attack, and the way she handled herself was always so confident.

A confidence Frisk shared, feeling like she could do anything with Chara by her side.

'Except... You died.' A stray thought pointed out, making Frisk's lips twitch downwards slightly.

'I always die. That's kind of my thing.' She retorted with a slight edge of morbid humor, not caring that she was talking to herself. She began mentally counting on her fingers despite her body having some to count on. 'Mom, Undyne, Muffet, Mettaton, Asgore... and lots of others. They've all killed me at least once. It's not a big deal.'

'Chara seems to think so.' The voice stated, pointing out another flaw in Frisk's own thought process. 'She always gets so sad and upset whenever you fail, even though she knows you'll come back. But hey, feel free to keep doing it. It's not like it makes everyone who loves you sad.'

An image of Toriel's horrified face when her soul began to shatter filled her mind, making Frisk's own face twist into a grimace. She shook her head slightly, her foot steps on the empty floor echoing in her ears. 'They don't know, so it's fine. Everyone was doing what they believed in. I can't fault them for that.' She thought with a slightly desperate tone, trying to push away the pained feeling starting to bloom in her chest.

'Chara knows... Flowey... Asriel knows. Sans might know. Do you not think they care? Do you not care?'

The words made her freeze, her only movement being her teeth biting down on her lower lip. She felt no pain from the action, yet she could feel the pressure increasing, her mind whirling with doubt.

'Of course I care. I care about all my friends... I don't want to see them sad.' She whispered in her mind... and for a moment, she could have sworn she heard a scoff in the back of her mind.

'That isn't what I asked. I asked if you cared.' Frisk frowned at the question, biting down a bit harder on her lip.

'Of course I...'

'About dying.' The voice interjected, making the girl flinch and pierce the skin with her teeth, making blood slowly drip down her chin. The voice continued, as if not noticing or caring. 'About letting them see you die. Will you keep dying just for your cause? Just to do what you think is right? What about yourself? When will you start caring about your own well being?'

Frisk could only gulp, her eyes wide open for once, revealing the candy red orbs that swirled with a chocolate brown light. 'I... That's...' She spluttered in her mind, unable to think of what to say.

'When will it stop?' The voice questioned, pressuring the Fallen Hero even more. 'When will you be satisfied? Will you sacrifice yourself, your entire being, if it meant saving someone else? You don't need to answer that.' The last part was added quickly, just when Frisk opened her mouth to respond, making the girl promptly close it, though the answer was clear as day in her heart. 'Of course you would.' The feeling of a smug smirk being sent her way made the girl twitch in anger, her fists clenching at her sides.

'I just want everyone to be happy. Is that wrong of me?' She challenged, her eyes closing tightly.

'Of course not.' The voice answered, the smugness gone and replaced with a gentle and caring tone. 'But you need to care about your own happiness, too. You being alive... You being there... That's what makes them happy the most right now.' The girl sucked in a breath, despite there being no air, and shuddered, unable to take the feelings going through her system. A soft laugh echoed in her mind. 'You want to save them all, even at the cost of yourself. But do you know what that reality looks like?'

'I...' Frisk shuddered again, her eyes blinking away tears as she saw the ground under her begin to be filled with color, making her eyes widen at the sight of a large green field beginning to form under her feet. She looked around in confusion, her eyes wide as she saw various figures beginning to form in front of her. A camera began to form in front of them, just as their bodies began to form, along with the trees and mountain in the background. Just like when they took a picture after getting to the surface the first time.

Sans, Papyrus, Toriel, Muffet, Asgore, Alphys, Undyne, Mettaton, Napstablook, and even Chara was standing with Asriel holding her hand; all of them standing together in a large group in front of the camera. Frisk felt a joyful smile coming to her face at the sight, glad that all her friends were finally together...

But her joy sunk into her chest when her friend's faces began to come to light and she took a small step back, her smile falling. Even though all her friends were together... Even though they all had each other and were finally on the surface; they could finally live in peace...

Nobody was happy about this.

Only Sans and Papyrus had smiles on their faces and both looked very forced with their eyes tilted downwards. The taller skeleton also had tears brimming under his eye sockets, which Frisk didn't even question, and Sans' usual grin didn't seem to be even close to his own eyes, which were currently missing from their sockets entirely.

The rest were in similar states with Toriel openly frowning and having tears go down her cheeks, her shoulders shaking despite no one else seeming to move at all. Asgore was looking at her rather than the camera, his own frown covering his face. Alphys was being held by Undyne, the smaller girl having her face buried in her girlfriend's chest, while the Royal Warrior just stared at the camera with a blank expression. Muffet, Mettaton, and Napstablook were just standing to the side together, all of them wearing dark formal attire as if they were attending some event, yet none of them seemed excited at all.

But it was Chara that got Frisk's full attention, unable to take her eyes of the sight of the auburn-haired girl's depressed face. Tears were openly going down her cheeks and blood was going down her chin from where she was biting her lip, trying to not sob. Asriel was standing beside her in his true form, holding her hand tightly with his own depressed expression and his own tears dripping down his face. The sight of all of them so openly sad and crying made Frisk herself want to cry, her body taking another step back from the scene.

"W.. What... What is..?" She whispered to herself, unable to voice her opinion on the scene.

'That's the future.' The voice whispered softly with a gentle, yet firm, tone. 'That's what you're willing to do...'

"N... No! It's not!" Frisk quickly denied, waving her arm in front of herself, as if trying to swipe away the scene from her sight. "I don't want this!"

'Then fix it.'

Frisk flinched, her arm falling to her side. "F... Fix it..? But I don't..." She gasped, feeling something shove her forward, further into the scene. She stumbled in front of the camera and looked up at the group, about to instinctively apologize for getting in the way, but she froze when she saw everyone's faces again.

They were all smiling. Their tears forgotten, or simply never there, and she could feel the joy they radiated from there, brighter than the sun hovering over them. A hand gripped her own before she could even comment, pulling her into the group and making her gasp in alarm, stumbling a bit. She looked up at the hand that grabbed her, her eyes widening at the sight of the two red eyes staring at her with affection. "C... Ch...?"

"What's wrong, partner?" The girl questioned, a wide and amused smile coming to her face at Frisk's expression. "You thought I'd let you stand beside someone else, or something?" She suddenly pulled the smaller girl closer, wrapping an arm around her waist and grinning. "As if!"

Frisk felt her cheeks glow and she looked around at the rest of the group, all of which met her gaze with a happy smile. The only one that didn't was Asriel, who sent her an apologetic smile while he stood beside his parents, glancing at his grinning sibling beside her, who pulled Frisk even closer with a soft laugh.

Frisk felt her own smile forming, her gaze gaze going down to her feet. But then a soft giggle echoed in her mind and she gasped a bit, watching the ground under her feet begin to fill with the black void once more. She looked around in alarm at the sight of her friends and family slowly vanishing. Her head snapped over to her partner's face, but all she saw was a reassuring smile before that girl also vanished.

'You liked that.' The voice observed, full of a gentle amusement. Frisk could only nod in reply, not trusting her voice while she stared out into the void. 'Then make it your reality.' The girl smiled a bit at the command, nodding more firmly this time. Another giggle met her ears and the voice's gentle tone took a more firm sound to it. 'Now it's time to wake up, Frisk. Remember... You are the future of humans and monsters. You have to stay determined.'

She nodded for a third time, her determination filling her face, but it suddenly fell off in confusion, even while light began to form at the end of her vision of the black void. "Wait... Who are..?"

"FRISK!"

The light flooded her vision, keeping her from speaking...


...and she woke with a gasp, her vision flooding with light when her eyes cracked open. "W.. What, who..?" She groaned out, her hand latching onto her left shoulder out of instinct from the faint stinging pain she felt from it.

"Yes! Thank you!" A voice suddenly shouted at her and Frisk blinked at the familiar sound, feeling a warm rush of air brush against her. "Why the hell were you so quiet? You had me worried!" It snapped out in irritation, making the girl giggle softly while she leaned back in her mental space, finally recognizing the plush looking chair that she had 'woke up' in.

"*Sorry, Chara. I was asleep." She answered with a warm smile, feeling Chara's concern and relief wash around her like a gentle breeze. "*I didn't mean to make you worry."

"Well, tough cookies, because you did, you idiot." The Fallen Human snapped back, though winced at the own venom in her voice. "Sorry, I didn't mean..." She started, speaking aloud instead of in her head. Frisk just giggled back, sending a wave of content emotions through their connection and following it up with a wave of magic, forcing Chara's left eye to nearly close itself.

The sudden lack of vision was quickly made up for when Frisk began to share her senses, both girls gaining an idea of their surroundings from the closed eye. "*It's okay, Chara. I know what you meant. I'm sorry." The girl assured her partner, making the normally auburn-haired girl rub behind her head with a slightly redder tint to her cheeks.

"Well... You don't have to be sorry, but what happened? Were you just asleep?" The question was met with a slight frown from the Fallen Hero, who rubbed at her shoulder slightly.

"*I... guess so? I had a dream, but... I don't really remember what happened." She muttered honestly, feeling like a fog was blocking her thoughts. "*I think you were in it, though..." That remark made Chara blink a bit in surprise before chuckling, trying to force the blush on her cheeks aside.

"Dreaming of me like that, partner? How cute." Frisk blushed a bit at what she was insinuating, though she barely knew what it was, and let out a hmph, smiling confidently.

"You mean two cute." She countered, giggling at the flush of embarrassment coming off her friend.

"That isn't going to be my name." She grumbled, her previous amusement forgotten, though Frisk still giggled at her embarrassment. She let out a huff, turning towards the arch way that led to the entrance of the Underground, her foot slightly tapping against the dirt. "Anyways, Partner, are you alright to go back in? I know we kind of just got up, but..."

"*Yes." Frisk answered, nodding her head with a surprising amount of determination flooding through their system, making her partner stumble slightly. "*We're bringing everyone to the surface... Including Asriel. We're going to make sure everyone is smiling." She announced, her tone and determination making Chara shudder from the rush of power going through them. "Let's do this, partner."

The words brought a smile to Chara's face, mixed with her relief that Frisk was apparently more than alright. "Right! We'll definitely beat him this time." Frisk nodded in response, her smile wide while Chara walked up to the archway, pausing for a moment. "Actually, wait, you should summon that dagger back to my hand. That thing was awesome." She said with a large grin, her eyes sparkling from the memory of the blade.

It took Frisk a moment to realize what she meant, her eyebrows arching up a bit. "Summon dagger..? Oh! Right!" She nodded her head and held her right hand out in front of her, which Chara mirrored, feeling magic flow down her arm and begin to pulse when it reached her hand. The red energy began to straighten itself out then curve, forming a blade before it formed the white handle that Chara firmly grasped, a grin wide on her face. "*You equipped the Devil's Horn! The fire in your soul sharpens the blade." Frisk narrated, smiling at the fascinated look on her partner's face.

[Equipped: Devil's Horn +0 ATK (+25 ATK, +5 DF, +20 MP)]

Chara grinned to herself, moving the blade back and forth and even tossing it up once, catching it nimbly by the handle and rubbing her thumb against the heart print. She blinked suddenly, realizing what Frisk said. "Hm? That's not what you said last time." The Fallen Human noted, thinking back to the previous fight when the dagger had first formed. Frisk tilted her head a bit, confusion going through the connection.

"*It's not? I could've sworn..' She hummed thoughtfully, to which Chara shrugged at, starting to walk forward again.

"Meh, doesn't matter, partner. I'm the usual Narrator anyways. What's important is that you're here." She had a wide smile on her face while she spoke, but her last remark made her face suddenly burn red, her eyes widening. "Er, I mean... I mean that, but..."

Frisk giggled to herself, her warm soul brushing over Chara's own, making both of them sport a rosy colored cheeks. "It's okay, I know what you meant. I'm glad I'm here too, Chara... I'm glad I'm with you." She whispered softly, making the normally taller girl cough loudly, her face a bright red while she briskly walked past the arch way, heading quickly for the entrance.

"G... Good! I'm glad we're on the same page!" She declared with a loud huff while she walked, getting another giggle from her friend, who smiled softly while she watched.

The image of Chara's sorrow filled face briefly flashed in her mind, but she pushed it aside... Determined to never let that happen.


"So you came back." Flowey grumbled, staring up at the human standing at the doorway with her one glowing eye staring at him. "How many times am I gonna have to kill you before you stop, Frisk?" He complained with a tired look on his face, shuffling his stem back and forth a bit.

Chara's eye twitched at the question, her left hand resting on her hip while her right waved the glowing dagger up and down slightly. "I told you, Asriel. It's really me. It's Chara. Frisk is letting me handle this, since I wasn't really in position to help last time." She shrugged a bit at the last remark, but Flowey just rolled his eyes, scoffing.

"Yeah, right. You expect me to believe that you're Chara? Then tell me something on she'd know!" He pointed a leaf at her, making the girl blink slowly, rubbing her chin thoughtfully with her free hand while the hand holding her knife went across her chest; the knife moving up and down beside her between her fingers.

"Something only I'd know? That's a bit hard since I've shared most of my stories with her..." The Fallen Human muttered, not noticing Flowey's face fall. She did, however, notice him shake his head back and forth, huffing loudly in irritation.

"It doesn't even matter, you idiot! I don't care if you're actually... if you're actually Chara! It won't take back what you did and it won't take back what I said!" He slapped his leaf against the ground, glaring up at the girl angrily. "I'm not going back to the surface." Chara frowned a bit, crossing her arms and twirling the knife slowly between her fingers with a practiced ease. The sight of the knife moving around did catch Flowey's attention for a moment, but he quickly shot his eyes back up, glaring at the girl fiercely. "So leave! Just go away before I have to kill you again!"

Chara tilted her head slightly, her frown becoming more prominent while she stared at the remains of her adoptive brother. "I don't get why you're so against going up there. You don't even need to take care of those flowers... I'm right here." She pointed out, sticking one finger out to the flower bed behind the golden flower. He growled in annoyance at her words, thrashing about wildly.

"That's not IT, you idiot! Why don't you get it? I just want..." He stopped, his whole body drooping downwards and his gaze focused on the dirt below himself. "I just want to be left alone." Chara sighed at the remorseful tone, starting to open her mouth to talk again when she felt Frisk's soul begin to push past her own.

"*Let me talk for a second." Frisk pleaded, getting only a slight nod in response, though Chara felt like the two were now standing side by side, each controlling the body at the same time. Frisk's body itself also showed this, with her eyes being only half open now and the glow to her cheeks becoming less prominent. Flowey stared at the change, feeling the shift in the magic, and he was openly gaping at the sight of Frisk's gentle smile. The knife in her head disappeared during the change, forming a light red mist around her hand.

"Asriel..." Frisk started, her voice slightly huskier than normal, but now back to the low and gentle tones she typically used. "You're not alone. Chara and I understand what you've gone through... and you're the only one who knows what we've been through." She held her hand out, her head tilting slightly to the side while she gave him her best smile while her half open eyes were full of affection. "Come with us. We'll find a way to fix you... and then we can live like a family." The flower stared at her with his mouth agape, slowly processing her words while tears began to brim on his eyes.

But after a moment, he slapped his leafs down on the ground, looking down with a loud groan. "I can't go with you. Not yet." Frisk tilted her head curiously, though she had no chance to ask what he meant by 'Not yet', as the flower was suddenly glaring up at her with a smug smirk. "You think I can let you boss me around and tell me to do this or that after what you did, Chara? Not only that, but you idiots actually think you can stop me if I do go crazy?" He let out his usual cackle, a jagged smile appearing on his face again. "Yeah right. If you want me to come with you so badly, then beat me. Take the souls from me." Chara clicked her tongue, starting to move herself in front of Frisk's soul to take over again, though she wasn't able to keep Frisk from shouting, her sadness filling their connection.

"But I don't want to fight you, Asriel!" Her words just made Flowey cackle again, the six human souls coming out of the ground and starting to spiral around his form. His body began to shift and grow once more, while Chara took over Frisk's body completely again, causing the red mist that the Devil's Horn turned into to reform into a dagger in her hand. Her cheeks began to glow slightly and she held her dagger up defensively, staring up at Flowey's quickly towering form.

"I guess I have to repeat myself, don't I?" The plant growled out, the large TV screen that made up his head coming to life and filling the room with the sound of static. It was a moment later it came to a stop, Flowey's face appearing on the screen with a cackle, followed by his deep voice echoing across the room. "Howdy! I'm Flowey! Flowey the Flower!" He giggled, forcing the Battle System upon the two once more.

Chara didn't even hesitate to mash the ACT button, anger clear in her eyes while she stared up at Omega Flowey. This time the beast waited patiently, a grin on his face while Chara went through the menus quickly.

[FIGHT] [*ACT] [ITEMS] [MERCY]

[*Spells] [Plead] [Call for Help] [Curse]

[Spells] → [Enhancement] [Fire Spells] [*Break]

[Cast Break?] [*Yes] [No]

[Battle?] [*Yes]

[Music Selected: Your Best Nightmare]

"*Wa... Wait, I don't know how to use Break!" Frisk suddenly shouted, feeling the magic flowing through their body due to Chara's command. The Princess just chuckled a bit at her worried expression, her free hand flexing its fingers while she let the magic flow through them.

"It's fine, partner. I've got it. Though we really need to find a faster way through this." Chara proclaimed, guiding the magic across the walls of the Battle System. Flowey watched with interest instead of confusion this time, watching the invisible walls become nothing more than glitter before disappearing entirely.

"Dunno what the hell all this is, but I think it's better than the usual one at least. Means I get to attack you a lot more." The massive flower sneered, glaring down at the girl. "'Course that makes you a lot more nimble too, but that's fine. Beat you once... Twice... Oh five times now and it gets easier every time." He laughed maniacally and the face on the screen flashed to a wide jagged grin when he heard Chara growl in annoyance. "Awh, what's wrong? Touch a nerve? Here, let me touch even MORE!" His shout was joined with a series of bright white 'friendliness pellets' flying at the girl from under his main body, making a large wall at least twice as large as Frisk herself.

"*Asriel is a bit of a pervert, isn't he?" Frisk noted with a slight blush on her face, not at all intimidated by the approaching wall. Now that she was properly experienced in being in the "chair", she was already making sure to scan Chara's mind for what attacks she wanted to do, thus allowing her to preemptively push magic into the girl's system. So with a wave of her hand, a large orb of flame began to form in Chara's left hand, which then spread out into a large cube-like shape.

Chara smiled at the sight and waved her hand upwards, creating a large wall of flame that towered above them, devouring the pellets as they flew into it. Her smile grew at the sound of Flowey's growl of annoyance and she let the flames die down once she was sure the pellets were no longer a threat, leaving just a small bit of ember at their feet.

[Spell Created] → [Fire Spells] → [Flame Wall (0-30)]

"Oh, neat." Chara chirped a bit in surprise at the news, smiling while she walked towards Flowey's form. "And yeah, a little bit. He's always been an accidental pervert. But he's also like... I dunno, ten? Eleven? One of the two." She scrunched her nose up a bit, frowning. "Not really sure how resets factor into that, though." Flowey stared in confusion at the conversation she was seemingly having with herself and he let out a howl of frustration, sending four giant vines all jabbing towards the girl's body in front of her. There were two at each side, but one of the two were shooting straight for her shoulder on its side, while the other was heading for her knees.

"Don't ignore me!"

"*Well, it's not his body, so it probably doesn't count." Frisk pointed out, her mental form glowing with power, which she sent into Chara's soul, empowering the girl's speed and strength. The girl smiled at the feeling and swung her knife around rapidly, chopping the vines apart into small bits as they flew towards her. Each one split down the center, removing their ability to impale the girl, who simply jumped forward and let them crash into each other behind her back.

"Maybe. Speaking of which... How old are you, Frisk?" The casual tone threw the Fallen Hero off guard, keeping her from responding right away, while Chara focused on doing a quick back flip over the vines behind her. The vines had been attempting to wrap around her from behind, but her sudden flip made their source groan in frustration, slamming the vines on the ground to send a large cloud of dust into the air.

"*Eh? How old am I?" Frisk repeated in a surprised tone, clapping her hands and watching as Chara's eye snapped closed to avoid getting dust in it. The other eye was still partially open, however, and still sent partial information. The slight ruffling of wind and a faint glow of magic at the edge of their senses allowed Chara to bend backwards, dodging the large knife that tried to behead her from the side, letting it sore over her head harmlessly.

"That's what I asked." The Princess laughed, standing back up straight and turning towards the knife that went past her. It spun in the air and swung towards her again; the blade going straight for her neck. She held her own knife up in response, causing a loud clang to echo across the room while the dust finally began to settle, letting her see the knife pushing against her clear as day.

Flowey let out a cackle at the sight, pushing harder with his large vine-arm holding onto the knife, but his second arm suddenly grabbed its own knife, swinging it in a sideways arc at Chara's back. Frisk felt the knife on the edge of her vision more than Chara and hastily responded to it, suddenly clapping her hands and then moving them upwards with her palms towards the air.

"*Blue!" She announced, forcing Chara's soul to glow a bright blue color that shot her high into the air, making her gasp in alarm. The knife she was holding back barely missed her feet while she shot up once the object blocking it disappeared, but now the two massive blades were flying right towards each other and hit against one another with a loud clang. Flowey howled from the noise and the vibrations going up his arm while Frisk carefully sent her body flying to the side and then gently back down to the ground, a nervous smile on her face. "*I don't think this is really the best time."

"Good a time as any." Her partner quipped, twirling the knife between her fingers for a moment with a smile, waiting for Flowey to recover. "Besides, I'll answer too. It's not a big deal." She saw the two knives suddenly spin and fly towards her, indicating the monster's recovery, and smiled as she raised her dagger to block both of them. But it was during that moment that she realized the knives were spinning, having been thrown so the blade or the handle would slam right into her on their way over and then keep going.

She flicked her own hand upwards, tossing herself up into the air with the blue magic that was still holding onto her soul. She smiled, watching the knives start to fly past where she was standing before, but her eye widened and quickly snapped to the side at the sight of a third knife flying right towards her head. Flowey's grinning visage was at the corner of her vision as well, adding to the annoyance, and she quickly held her knife up in an attempt to block the attack.

But she found herself suddenly flung to the side thanks to Frisk's intervention, sending her flying to her right and back towards where they had originally been when the battle started. She gasped from the sudden movement, feeling her hair and body being pulled by the pressure, but her eye widened at the sight of another knife flying right at them. She flung herself downwards this time, overriding Frisk's movement.

As soon as her feet landed on the ground, she found herself being launched off it thanks to the handle of a knife slamming into her chin, seemingly coming from the ground she stood upon. Flowey's cackle mixed with the sudden ringing in her ears while she flew upwards, her eye spinning along with her body. The blue glow in her chest also fizzled out, going back to the normal red one they typically had.

[HP: 20/20 (22/25)]

Chara felt the ground suddenly slam against her back, making her groan along with Frisk, who no doubt had to deal with having their brains raddled together. "Ugh... You alright?" She rasped, starting to force herself up to her feet. Flowey seemed to just wait for them to get up, staring down at them with a jagged smile that spoke volumes of the arrogance he was feeling. The girl frowned at the sight, but kept her annoyance to herself while she slowly stood up, starting to pat down the back of Frisk's shorts.

"*I think so..." Frisk answered, groaning slightly right after. "*Bleh... At least the System seems to numb the pain a little, but that hurt." Chara chuckled a bit, making sure her knife was still clutched in her hand for a moment.

"Less than you'd think, but yeah. This jerk is trying to play smart." She sent the 'jerk' in question a large smile, showing off Frisk's teeth. He flinched a bit from the sight, making the adopted Dreemurr chuckle mentally, having tried to make the "creepy face" that Asriel liked to laugh at all those years ago. His reaction made it clear she was at least somewhat close, even with Frisk's naturally cute face.

"*My face is not naturally cute! I worked hard for that look!" The Fallen Hero complained, letting out an annoyed huff at Chara's amused feeling. "*Besides, you're the one that's 2cute." Frisk teased, causing Chara's amusement to drop into an embarrassed snarl; her foot stomping on the ground.

"That's not my name!" She snapped, making Flowey jump at the sudden shift in emotion and the redness on her face. The girl huffed, hearing Frisk giggle in her mind, and forced herself to focus on the creature in front of her. "But anyways... I'm getting tired of dealing with this." She stomped her foot again, pointing dramatically at Omega Flowey with her knife, her eye glaring at him. "You hear that Asriel!? I'm tired of you being so annoyingly stubborn like Asgore! I'm going to bring you down and teach you what it means to be a Dreemurr again!" She shouted with confidence, starting to focus all of her magical power across her body. Frisk, sensing this, quickly began to do the same, helping Chara guide the magic along.

[Music Change:Determination of Royalty]

Flowey stared for a moment, before letting out his howling laughter again. His screen flickered then shifted to a large grin spread across the entire screen with two red eyes staring down at her."You're going to take me down? Really? I've got to say, that's your best joke yet! Too bad it wasn't a pun, since I know you're a glutton for punishment." He cackled , though the amusement suddenly fell from his 'face', instead giving her a dark glare with a straight line making up his mouth. "But I'm done messing with you too. I've got no more patience for this." His announcement was amplified by the amount of large books beginning to form under him, each one being wide open with the ends touching the next one over.

Both girls frowned a bit at the sight, while Flowey laughed, watching the books he summoned spit out massive 3D words at the girl's form. DESPAIR flew right at them from the front, but Chara just shook her head at the sight and sliced downwards at it. Flowey's eyes snapped open in alarm at the sight of the word splitting in half and flying past Chara from the single swing. The girl smiled slightly at the expression, but began to walk slowly forward, watching the other words fly past, since he had been expecting them to dodge.

Another word flew at them from the right, but Chara sliced right through ANGER without even glancing at it. A wave of wind pushed the split word away from the force of the attack alone, making it run into HOPELESS, which spun around and then charged right towards the girl... Only to be sliced in the middle, separating HOPE from LESS. Chara chuckled a bit at the sight, watching the words fly off.

She turned her gaze up to the screen above, smiling slightly. "Despair... Anger... Hopelessness..." She spun around, her hair waving in the wind while a blade of red energy smashed into the last word that tried so sneak up behind her, causing FEAR to evaporate into nothing. She stopped on her heel while facing the flower bed, her eyes closed for a moment, before she slowly opened her left eye staring up at Flowey's shocked expression. "Fear..." She chuckled softly, placing her free hand on her hip.

"I've let go of all of those, Asriel... Isn't it time for you to do the same?"

Flowey could only glare, his whole form shaking while he stared down at the human that stood below him. She gave him a patient smile, or at least the best she could muster, but it fell when another word flew towards her. She grumbled, slicing the H off HATE, and watched it fly off beside her. She began chuckling softly with an amused look on her face, watching them go. "Such large words. You must have ate rather well, Ha-sriel." She joked, glancing up at Omega Flowey with a grin, looking at the deadpanned look he was giving her.

Frisk had a similar expression, but her lips twitched upwards against her will. "*That was terrible."

"Oh come on, you're smiling." Chara chuckled, making Frisk huff indignantly.

"*I am and I hate it." She grumbled, only to gasp suddenly in alarm. "*Oh no! Chara! It's happening!" Chara blinked in confusion, scratching her cheek slightly.

"It's happening?" Their chat was once again interrupted by a large vine swinging down at their head, causing Chara to hop to the side to dodge. She sighed in annoyance, looking up with a frown and putting her foot on the vine on the ground beside her. "Hey, do you mind? Trying to have a chat here."

Flowey twitched and sighed suddenly, his screen going blank, though his voice still came from it. "I'm done. I'm done with you. I'm not dropping my emotions, even if they're negative. If you can't accept that I want to be alone, then..." Vines began to flow rapidly above his form, making loud cracking noises as they snapped off the ceiling, allowing him to bring more and more down, each pointing their sharp ends towards the frowning girl.

"*We're turning into a couple of boneheads!" Frisk suddenly shouted in their mind, seeming completely oblivious to the threat looming above. Chara's eye twitched at the sound, realizing what she meant, but she began to take a slow step backwards to prepare for Flowey's upcoming attack, deciding to ignore her partner for a moment. But Frisk's lack of attention made the magic that was empowering Chara fizzle out a bit, lowering the adrenaline she felt going through her veins, which she was quick to complain about.

"We're about to be deadheads if you don't pay attention."

"*Oh, sorry." Frisk apologized, focusing again and reinforcing Chara's muscles. The girl smiled at the feeling and quickly jumped to the right, dodging a vine that tried to sneak up behind her while she was 'focusing' on the vines Flowey was still gathering a large amount of around himself. He glared at her dodge, but three more vines suddenly shot out from under the flower's large TV head, each aiming for different points of Chara's body.

The first was easily dodged, letting it sore past the girl's head while the second required her to jump upwards, landing on the vine itself. The girl began to quickly run down the vine, pulling magic to the blade in her hand and swinging it towards the last vine that flew towards her, resulting in the vine being sliced apart by a wave of red magic. The Fallen Human suddenly jumped into the air again, feeling the vine that had attempted to sneak behind them try and stab at their shoulder from the side. She sent Flowey a dark grin while she hovered in the air for just a brief moment.

But her grin was mirrored on Flowey's face, making her own falter when she saw several vines beginning to fly at her from the front. She began to turn to move herself backwards in the air with a fire spell, only to see even more vines flying at her from behind as well. A quick glance to both sides revealed that the thick vines were shooting at them from those directions as well. Any gaps between the vines were quickly filled in while they moved and even the air beneath their feet began to be filled up with vines curving under and shooting up towards Chara's feet.

"*Oh no! We're surrounded! What do we do!?" Frisk cried out in alarm, giving off waves of panic through the girl's connection. But her partner sent a wave of determination through it, making the brown-haried girl pause in her panic, watching as her red-eyed partner shot forward with a blast of flame coming out of her left hand to give her some force.

"We win, of course!" She shouted boldly, heading straight for the wall of vines in front of her. The sudden charge was unexpected, but clearly not unwelcome as the flower made his vines quickly aim at the girl again, even as Chara landed with one foot on one of the vines that had been attempting to impale her. A quick slice of her knife rendered a good four or five vines as nothing more than quick stumps, but Chara gasped in alarm at the sight of much smaller vines beginning to grow out of the stumps she had just created, slowly twisting together and growing into a much thicker vine with two sharp looking tips instead of one.

Chara just jumped back from the sight and was thankful she did, watching the 'new' vines stab at where her leg had been before, clashing against each other due to the number of them. She scowled at the sight, twisting in the air and kicking away one of the vines that attempted to stab her from behind. Her body began to fall to the side due to this, sending her towards even more vines, though it was hardly an option not to at this point. The vines seemed to release this as well, beginning to entangle themselves together and create a large, thorn filled sphere to trap the humans completely, leaving no means of escape.

Flowey's laughter tore through the air of their 'prison'; the whole thing shaking from it. Chara clicked her tongue in irritation, twisting a bit more in the air and landing on a vine below her, putting her feet right beside one of the large thorns near the center of the sphere. When the vines didn't react to the increase of pressure, the red-eyed girl glanced around to make sure none of them were going for another sneak attack. Not sensing any movement, she hummed thoughtfully, her shoulders relaxing slightly. "Seems he's planning something... or he's just going to trap us in here until we get bored."

"*That won't happen." Frisk stated, clenching her fists with a determined look on her face.

Chara nodded her head in agreement, eying the vines warily while slowly twisting her foot slightly against the one under her. "Right. How much power you think we've got left?"

"*Enough."

"Classy." Chara snorted, rolling her eye a bit. Frisk giggled a bit, shrugging her shoulders.

"*Sorry. But we've got enough to make a hole I think, unless he made extra layers behind us or something." Frisk claimed, getting a shrug from her partner.

"He's definitely pla-" Chara stumbled, getting interrupted by the vines suddenly moving towards each other, decreasing the size of their 'prison' rather quickly. "There it is." She groaned out, holding up her knife and aiming towards the vines in front of her feet. She swung hard with red magic flaring up around the attack, but even though it cut through the vines she saw, it only left a hole for a split second into another patch of vines before it was covered up again. Chara frowned at the sight, standing up straight and clenching a thorn between her feet to keep herself steady. "Seems he's really playing the strategy game this time instead of just attacking us like crazy." She idly noted, looking around for a way to escape.

Frisk hummed thoughtfully, looking around through her own senses with a frown. "*He's got this one surrounded by another larger one... I think? It's hard to tell." Chara just grunted in response, her mind whirling with ideas to try and get out, but the rapid decrease in space made her thoughts jumble together, making Frisk wince from the mix of information. "*C... Chara, calm down. Don't over think it."

The Fallen Human flinched a bit, her thoughts going blank for a moment while she let out a sigh. "Yeah, sorry. I just don't know what the right plan is here." She grumbled sliding back slightly on the vine she stood on to get a better footing. She blinked in confusion at the sudden snap she heard inside her head, feeling Frisk's excitement. "Huh? What's up partner?" She questioned, looking around to see if Frisk noticed something she didn't, pausing once she heard her partner's laugh.

"*I've got our solution.." Chara sent a confused look to the girl, earning a knowing smile in return. " *We play his original game. Going all out. No plan necessary." Frisk explained, starting to gather up the magic still resting in their system. But Chara's face fell from the words, not quite understanding.

"That's it? You know that's a terrible idea, right? We'll be sitting ducks." She grumbled, her back bending backwards slightly from the size of the sphere getting much smaller, leaving her without a proper foot hold. Thankfully, there were no thorns against her back, though one was very close to her shoulder as she fell against its body, but she paid it no mind.

"*Then we will cherish it, just like Undyne wanted! We won't give up, just like he didn't!" Frisk yelled sending waves of determination and magic flowing through their connection. Chara grinned from the feeling, briefly thinking about the bird that carried them over a disproportionately small gap. Her soul burned with her own determination, mixing with Frisk's feelings and surrounding their body in a thick red aura. Her eye burned even brighter than her body as she stood up; the vines under her burning into a proper platform to stand on.

[Music Change: Feeling That Carries You Over A Disproportionately Small Gap]

"My soul burns..." Chara whispered while she slid to the center of the increasingly small sphere, flames licking her feet and making a ramp down to the center for her to slide on.

"*...and lights the air around you! The memory of the bird fills you to the brim with determination! If he can bring himself to travel that gap..!" Frisk continued for her partner, standing up in their 'mental state' with her own mental image burning with determination.

"Then we can't stop either!" The red-eyed girl clapped her hands, grinning with the aura around her bursting into flames. The sudden heat coming from the vines made Flowey pause in his crushing, either due to surprise or the amount of magic the girl was letting off disrupting his control, but either way the whole thing began to alight itself with the determined flames. The green plant matter began to turn into a black ash, slowly crumbling to the ground.

Flowey openly gaped at the sight of his vines being burned away, the screen unable to keep itself from showing his wide eyed expression on his Flower face. Black ash began to fall to the ground with an orb of flame lowering itself down with it and the flower quickly pulled the vines he had surrounding the 'prison' he had planned to crush Chara in away from the flames before they could light themselves. The vines that were still lit were cut off by a giant blade, preventing them from getting to his main body.

But he couldn't do anything from the orb of fire suddenly flying at his massive arms, lighting them on fire right at the shoulders. He howled in pain and irritation, feeling the flames quickly spreading across the plant matter that made up a majority of his body. But after a moment, he ignored the feeling, focusing on the girl grinning and pointing up at him with her knife while her other hand rested on her hip. The flames that had once surrounded her were only embers at her feet and the glowing in her eye shined brightly with determination and confidence.

"We'll close the gap, Asriel, and take you back home, whether you think you deserve it or not." Chara loudly exclaimed, her grin increasing in size at the scowl he sent her way. "Those souls of yours aren't nearly as strong as before, but ours is burning brighter than ever. You can't handle this heat!" The large creature just glared, unable to think of a proper retort while subtly having vines spray water onto the flames from behind himself, keeping his eye locked onto the girl who returned his glare with a cocky grin.

None of them noticed the blue eye staring from the door way.


Chapter... END!

A little bit of cheese at the end that was kind of put in there just in a burst of inspiration from saying 'sitting duck.' It felt like it fit them, though, since they're total nerds. Plus that song is actually part of Alphy's theme as well, or at least that's what I've been told, so the anime nerdiness felt appropriate.

But welcome to Part 2 of the Flowey Fight! Part 3 may end right away, or it might take even longer. Maybe they'll give up. Maybe...

Maybe I'm not determined enough to finish it.

Either way, tell me what you think!