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Chara sighs, twirling her bloody knife as she walks around Frisk, who's lying on the floor with multiple stab wounds to the stomach. Chara looks down at her, "How many times are you going to make me kill you before you just give me what I want?"

Asriel sits beside Frisk, staring up at Chara in fear, "Chara.. Please.. Leave her alone.."

Chara looks at him, "Shut up. This is your fault, you know. You're just as weak as she is. At least as Flowey you were some fun. Now you have a conscience."

Asriel looks away, "You weren't like this when you first came here.."

"Actually, I was, I just hide very well." she laughs and turns to Frisk, "And you, little savior, it's about time you give me what I want. Why are you refusing to Reset? You can just save everyone again. Mom will still be dust if you keep Continuing. So go back and save them. Why keep stalling?"

"I.. Saved them.." Frisk coughs blood, "I don't.. Want to.. Send them back.."

"You can just save them again." Chara replies.

Frisk shakes her head slowly, "It's not.. The same.. Asriel.. Won't be.. Himself.. Anymore.."

Asriel gasps, "You'd rather keep dying, than send me back to being Flowey?"

She nods, "I promised.. To save you.."

Chara rolls her eyes, "I've had enough of this. Let's try this again."

She stabs the knife into Frisk's chest.


"Stop." Sans frowns.

Papyrus looks at him in confusion, "Is something the matter, Sans?"

Sans shakes his head, "Just.. Give me a minute to think.." It just happened again, a time shift.. It's happened ten times now.. But this one took longer than the others. A slight difference in time is easy to miss, a slight sense of Deja Vu. Something's up with the kid, it has to be. She's the only one who can manipulate time like that. But why is she doing it so frequently like this?

He stands and puts his hands in his pockets, "I'm going to go check on Frisk, stay here, okay? I'll be right back."

"Are you sure you don't need me to come with you?" Papyrus asks.

"No, I got it. I'll be right back." Sans replies.

He snaps his fingers, and he teleports to Frisk's house. He appears in the living room and looks around. His eyes widen when he sees Asriel in the kitchen, sitting ont he floor, crying. He walks over to him, "Asriel..?"

Asriel gasps and turns a little to face the skeleton. That's when Sans sees the pile of dust in front of Asriel, and the dust on the young monster's hands. Sans' eyes widen and his heart drops, "I-is that..?"

Asriel looks back at the pile of dust, "Mom.."

Sans's gasps, "T-Toriel..?"

His eyes flare with anger then, "Did Chara do this? Where is Frisk?"

Asriel looks towards Frisk's room and he whimpers, "With her.."

Sans runs to Frisk's room, bursting through the door, "Frisk?!"

He sees Frisk kneeling down and Chara standing over her with a knife. He throws his arm out and Chara is encased in blue light as she's thrown across the room. Frisk looks up at him in confusion, "S-Sans..?"

Sans runs over and lifts Frisk into his arms, "Are you all right, baby bones?"

Frisk nods slowly, holding an arm over the stab wounds in her stomach. Sans frowns at the blood seeping into her sweater and he turns to leave. Chara stands quickly and throws the knife at Sans. Sans moves to deflect it, but he's too slow. He falls to the floor and Frisk yelps as he drops her. She scrambles to stand, "Sans!"

Tears fill her eyes as he starts to turn to dust. He frowns, pulling the knife from his side, "Damn.. Should've kept her pinned.. I won't make that mistake again.."

He raises his arm and a Gaster Blaster appears in front of him. Chara moves to get out of the way, but the Blaster shoots her with a beam of light before she can. The Blaster disappears, and Chara falls to the ground, now nothing but charred bones. Frisk grips Sans's jacket, "Sans, you'll be okay! Y-you will!"

He shakes his head, over half of his falling to dust, "Not this time, kid.. I'm.. Sorry.. I should've.. Come sooner.. Before Tori.. And you.."

Frisk shakes her head, tears streaming down her face, "I'm okay, and so are you! Just hold on!"

He chuckles, looking at her with the only eye he has left. Only half of his left eye remains. He smiles as the rest of him turns to dust. Frisk gasps, staring at the dust in her hands that was his jacket. She screams, scooping the dust into her arms. She holds what Sans has become to her chest as she cries. Asriel comes into the room and he looks sad, "Frisk.. This doesn't have to be how it ends.."

Frisk sobs, "No! No! We were supposed to be happy!"

Asriel wipes his face and walks over to Frisk. He kneels by her and puts his arms around her. She looks at him through teary eyes. She moves and throws her arms around him, still clutching Sans's dust in her fists. He sits there, holding her while she cries. After awhile, Asriel pulls back, "Frisk.."

She looks at him in silence. Asriel sighs, "Go back. Get Mom and Dad, and everyone out. Don't save me this time. It's because of me that she was able to wake up. If you leave me down there, she can't hurt anyone."

Frisk's eyes widen, "What..? L-leave y-you..?"

She groans, covering his stomach again. Asriel's eyes soften, "You're hurt because of me. I hurt you many times, but.. I never actually felt bad about it.. I'm sorry."

"Don't be.. I'll be.. Fine.." Frisk coughs, "I'm not.. Letting you go back.. To being.. Flowey.."

He shakes his head, "It's the only way to save that monster kid, and Sans. And Mom.."

She stares at him, tears running down her face. She swallows hard, "A-are you.. Sure..?"

He nods, smiling softly, "Do it, Frisk. Reset the Timeline."