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Frisk didn't think that they would ever see Asriel Dreemurr again. When they had saved him, more than a year ago, it had been a recurring nightmare. They would always imagine that Asriel never found the power to listen to Frisk, to understand that all that hate and fear was not his fault.

Yet there he was again, standing in the snow and facing off to Chara. It was oddly familiar- a horned god facing a child. Asriel was once again in his other form, the one that made him look taller, his horns larger and dressed in royal clothing. He held the swords in his hands, his face twisted in anger.

"Chara, stop this!" He bellowed as Chara took a swipe at him with their knives. "This isn't you!"

"Oh, that's rich!" Chara screamed as Frisk struggled to stay awake. "So, Frisk gave you a half of their soul; so WHAT? They're just using you, you stupid crybaby! When I'm gone, they'll have their happy ending. They'll be able to Reset with a clear conscience! They're just using you, Asriel."

Frisk blinked; the blast had knocked them cold and they seemed to have woken up in the middle of their fight. Lying a few feet away were Toriel, Grillby and Undyne. Grillby had been lying in the snow for so long his flames were barely burning and he looked sickly pale. Fire elementals and snow didn't really mix, which was why he lived only in his bar. Undyne, too, was lying motionless a few feet away. Frisk was struggling to breathe.

Frisk struggled to get up, but they felt weak. Their HP was low again and this time, no one was going to help them.

Chara was bloodied and their face was twisted with rage. Asriel was defending himself as best as he could and his body shone with a rainbow-like glow. Chara was not giving up and they were screaming insults at him, their knives growing larger and uncoordinated.

"They're just using you, Asriel!" Chara screamed, summoning a particularly large knife and swiped at Asriel's arm. Asriel deflected it, his arms shaking as he did so. "This whole thing is so stupid! They'll get you to kill me, then Reset. They'll take their soul back and you'll be a flower again!"

Frisk wanted to tell Asriel that nothing like that would ever happen, but they couldn't speak. They instead shuffled and tried to stand, their body aching. They were sick, now. Asriel… Never again. They signed, but Asriel couldn't see them.

"They won't do that." Asriel insisted. He summoned his sabres again, the swords glowing brightly as he tried to deflect Chara's knives. "I know them, Chara."

"You know them?!" Chara laughed, throwing their head back as they snapped more knives toward Asriel. "I lived inside their head for so long, I know they will! I was in their head, Asriel, I was there every time they Reset. I helped them along when they got bored and killed everyone. They got bored… and their solution was to murder every monster they came across."

Asriel's defence was weakened for a moment as he faltered and Chara smiled. Before Asriel could react, Chara leapt forward and stabbed a dagger into Asriel's arm. Asriel screamed and backpedalled, his arm beginning to bleed.

"See, Asriel?" Chara laughed as Asriel fell into the snow. "You can't win; you have no LOVE to beat me!"

Asriel struggled to move and Frisk watched with a horrified expression as Chara towered over him. Frisk got to their feet, finally, and called for help.

…

But nobody came.

"I'm going to kill you, then I'm going to kill Toriel." Chara snarled, straddling Asriel's chest. "Then I'll that stupid bar tender. Then that idiotic skeleton and his brother. I'll kill them; one by one until Frisk decides to stop being so selfish and reset." Chara raised the knife, a dark smile on their face. "You always were stupid, Asriel. Even when I killed myself for our sake, you spared all these humans! These people will die because they're so hell-bent on a 'happy ending'. It's all just a stupid game for them, Asriel. How can you not see it?!"

Asriel glanced once at Frisk, who was struggling to stand. They were crying, sniffling and wiping their nose. I won't… do it again.

"You little liar!" Chara screamed, their red eyes on fire as they raised the knife. "You think they won't? You're even more idiotic than I thought."

"C-Chara?" Came a soft voice.

Chara stiffened and turned ever so slightly. Toriel was helping Grillby to his feet and the bar tender's flames were non-existent. He looked smaller, as well. "Chara… child, please? Child… it's me."

Chara bore their teeth and Asriel took the opportunity. He threw Chara off and grabbed his sabres, continuing their fight as Toriel gave a quiet sob and tried to help Grillby limp away.

"I-I-I'm f-fine T-T-Toriel." Grillby stuttered. "Just a l-little cold."

"Hang in there, Grillby." Toriel said quietly, limping to Frisk. Her HP, which wasn't strong in the first place, was low to the point to where one more hit would be a death sentence for her. Frisk stumbled toward her as Asriel drove Chara back, realising that for every hit Asriel took, their HP suffered. Since their soul was split in half, they were getting most of the damage, being the original host. Frisk stumbled as Chara stabbed Asriel deep in his shoulder.

"Chara, stop!" Asriel screamed as Frisk suddenly fell, unconscious and breathing harshly.

"Why? Am I hurting your friend? The same one who killed Toriel the first chance they got? You should be thanking me!"

Asriel was barely fending off the attacks and summoning large fire spells. Chara dodged these easily, but one of them caught their shirt and it began to smoulder. Toriel had reached Frisk and was now desperately trying to awaken them, but their HP was already reaching 0.

"You can't do this, Chara!" Asriel snarled, deflecting another attack. "Frisk has already paid for what they've done!"

"Paid? In what, Asriel?! I died to free you all and the only way you repaid me was by letting all this scum live! Do you know what they did to me? Do you know what they put me through? I died so you could live, and then you had to go and cry about it! You're an idiot, Asriel!"

"Chara, please." Asriel begged, stepping back as Chara summoned more knives and sent them sailing toward him. Chara and Asriel were fighting to the death now whilst Toriel and Grillby tried to revive Frisk.

Toriel was crying and the tears feel on Frisk's face. Frisk's breathing was shallow and Toriel was desperately trying to get them to wake up. Undyne was barely stirring and when she finally sat up, there was some dust flaking off her face. She was hurt- badly.

"Frisk, honey, please wake up." Toriel sniffled, pressing her snout into Frisk's hair. "Please wake up, honey."

"C-come on… Frisk…" Grillby stuttered, reaching forward and stroking Frisk's hair. "You c-can't sleep now. It's t-too cold out h-here."

Frisk didn't move. Undyne struggled over, breathing hard. "Hey… wake up, punk." She whispered. "Wake up!"

Asriel was still fighting. Chara was now throwing everything into their attacks, the knives becoming full-blown swords that gleamed a bloody red. Asriel glanced over at Frisk, his heart stopping.

"Frisk!" He screamed.

Chara laughed. "Look at them; crying over a killer. Can you believe-"

"Chara… please wake up, my child."

"You can't give up now, child." Came a deep voice. "Please… wake up."

"C-Chara?" It was Asriel. "I'm so sorry. S-so sorry."

I don't want to die. I want to continue… but I want to free you all. Can you understand that, Asriel? Can you understand I want to die for you? Can you understand this is the only way?

"A-Asriel."

"Chara!"

"I-I w-want to see… the flowers."

"Wh-what flowers, Chara? What flowers?"

The ones where they beat me. The ones where they tried to kill me and called me a monster. The ones where they forced me to walk to Mount Ebott and forced me to fall down the hole. Those flowers, Asriel. The golden ones that somehow always made me smile.

"In m-my village…"

The very same village that had killed Asriel was now beneath them, gone and destroyed. It had been destroyed by its own actions. The very men that had killed them were gone now, but it wasn't enough.

Chara raised their knife, screaming, but suddenly they weren't in the village anymore nor were they fighting Asriel.

"Chara, show your creepy face!"

"This one?"

"Gah!"

Their creepy face. They screamed as they recoiled, dropping the knife and stumbling backward. "Stop it, Asriel! Stop it!"

"Asriel…"

"Chara, don't die! Please don't die!"

"Take… my soul…"

"What? No! I-I can't!"

"I hate humans… They're trash… especially me. I'm the worst person I know… I hate humans…

"But I love you."

Chara fell back with a cry. They were weeping now. Asriel was standing over them, panting heavily. The Reset button, which through the entire battle had been sitting quietly in the corner, now shattered to pieces. It snapped in half before splintering as Chara covered their face. "No… no, what's happening to me?!"

"You don't want to fight me anymore, Chara…" Asriel said quietly.

"What? NO! I hate you! I hate all of you!" Chara screamed, standing and summoning a knife. "I hate you all!"

Asriel looked as if something were cracking inside him. "Chara… you don't… You- you like mom's pie. You like dad's flowers. And you liked drawing-"

"That person died!" Chara screamed, swiping their knife downward. "They died because you didn't have the guts to finish what we started!"

"Chara. Stop." Asriel said, deflecting the blow with little to no effort. "It's over."

"No! Frisk! Reset now or I'll- I'll kill him! I'll kill them all!"

But Frisk didn't hear. Chara turned to yell at them, but stopped dead in their tracks. Frisk was being held by Toriel and they weren't breathing too well. Grillby, too, was not looking good and Undyne, who had been through so much, now looked washed out and grey. Toriel looked up at Chara, tears matting her fur.

"Oh, my child. Please wake up. Asgore! Asgore help me!"

"Mom! W-What happened?"

"Asriel, go outside! Asgore!"

"Why aren't they waking up?! Chara! Chara, wake up!

"What did I say? Go outside, now! Go to your room!"

"Mom, please! Chara! Chara!"

"Chara!"

Chara had dropped the knife. Asriel was standing before them, his sabres at his sides. He too, looked tired. He was panting heavily, sweat rolling off him as he shook. "Chara…"

"Asriel…" Chara stuttered, shaking as they tried to stand up. "You… are an idiot…" Chara summoned another knife and struggled forward. "They're just going… to use you."

"Chara… they won't. I know Frisk." Asriel was on the brink of crying. "They're not gonna hurt anyone anymore."

"How do you know…" Chara whispered. "How the hell do you know? I watched them kill mom… dad… Sans…" Chara sniffed. "I don't think you realise what kind of a person they are."

"I know they're like you." Asriel said, smiling softly. "H-hey, remember that time we snuck out to Waterfall and… made those wishes?"

Chara looked up, their form flickering. The body they had stolen was fading rapidly and without a soul, they were dying. "The ones where we wanted to see the stars?"

Asriel chuckled softly. "Y-yeah. And how we wished to see the real stars. We got into so much trouble."

Chara gave a shaky laugh. "And we… put that music box in the statue."

"C'mon, Chara!"

"Alright, Asriel! Jeez, have you ever heard of patience?"

"What's that?"

"It looks like… a statue? Hey, it looks like you!"

Chara coughed, tears forming in their eyes. "Asriel… I'm going to die. Again."

Asriel looked taken aback. He took a step back and his hands shook. "W-What?"

"I don't have a body anymore, dingus." Chara laughed quietly, looking up at Asriel with a cold smile. "Surely you know this… I don't have a soul anymore. The Chara you knew… they died already. I died a long time ago, Asriel. It's alright…"

"N-No, Chara." Asriel said, falling onto his knees and reaching for Chara. "Stop m-messing around. You've done terrible things, but you can't die again."

"I've hurt so many people." Chara said, glancing over at Toriel, Grillby, Undyne and Frisk. "I'm s-so sorry…" Chara glanced at Asriel, their face twisting slightly. "I have no soul. You can't help me."

Asriel stood then, moving back a little. "Y-you're…" Asriel glanced at Frisk. "You're right. I can't help you."

Chara's face twisted. "You're not even going to try?! I'm dying! Help me!"

Chara's face cracked at the temple, black blood leaking out of the damage. They tried to stand, but their leg gave away and they lay sprawled in the snow, gnashing their teeth. "Help me!"

"I can't." Asriel said quietly. "I realise that now… I could never help you, Chara. I just made your life better, however short that time was. You're my sibling, Chara. You're my family… but you're right. You died a while ago."

"You idiot. Chara snarled, their face cracking in half. "I'll come back. Frisk won't even know what hit them. I'll come back and I'll kill everyone!"

They lunged for Asriel, who fell backward. He wouldn't have time to deflect the knife that Chara was bringing down on him and he couldn't stop the blade that would pierce his soul.

Then Chara was thrown off by a femur spearing their side and sending them flying into a tree, impaling them to the ancient oak.

Sans was standing in the snow, hand outstretched and his eye blazing so bright it looked like a blue star. "'Sup, kid? Long time since I did this."

"Had fun killing the other human?" Chara sneered, laughing. "How's your LV?"

"Still the same, brat." Sans said, his eye burning. He had a large grin on his face and a large gaster blaster appeared, the dog-like skull's eyes on fire. "Well… for now."

Chara's face twisted as Sans clenched his fist. The blast was so hot that the surrounding snow melted instantly and Asriel barely managed to dive out of the way. Sans was sparing no energy trying to destroy Chara and hiss eye was flaring such a hot blue that his jacket was beginning to smoulder.

"Sorry, brat." Sans said as the blaster finally stopped. He was barely sweating. "But Merida ain't dead, and I ain't gonna let you hurt anyone else."

"Liar!" Chara snarled, stumbling from the blast. It had wrenched half of their legs away, causing them to fall over. "I saw you kill her!"

"You saw me hurt her. I never killed her. I would never kill an innocent person, unlike you!" Sans summoned three more blasters, the massive skulls clacking their bones in anger. "This is your judgement, demon. You've hurt my friends. You've hurt my dad. I'm afraid I can't afford not to care anymore."

"I got you once, comedian." Chara sneered. "You can't dodge forever."

Sans was smiling and his eye flared. "Well… it's a good thing we ain't doing this forever." He shrugged as yet another gaster blaster appeared, then another. "I really don't like using this; I usually sleep for a few days afterwards. But I think I can make an exception, just for you."

Chara's eyes widened. "W-what're you gonna do?"

"Kido…" Sans said as his eye flared brighter than ever and more blasters materialised. Toriel was wise enough to grab Asriel and everyone made a hasty retreat, Frisk being carried by Grillby. Sans was alone with Chara, who looked around frantically as they realised that no one was going to help them.

"Sans, please." Chara stuttered. "I-I don't want to die. I don't- Let's talk about this-"

Sans grinned. "Shh… Just relax…" The blasters glowed a bright blue as they all opened their maws, the snow around the village melting at the heat. "And have a blast."

Frisk stirred in the warmth of the car, slowly opening their eyes. It took them a moment to realise where they were. They were in the backseat of a car, sitting on Sans' lap and wrapped up in his jacket. Sans was sleeping, snoring quietly whilst his left eye flickered on and off. Frisk blinked, shivering despite the warmth. Toriel was sitting next to Sans and Grillby was sleeping next to her, pressed up against the window and bundled up in several jackets.

Frisk wearily glanced behind them. There was an unknown woman sitting in the seats behind them, sleeping with a child that Frisk recognised from school. Next to them was Gaster, who gave Frisk a small smile.

Evening, child. He signed, smiling. He was covered in purple blood, but looked unharmed. Papyrus was in the passenger seat, snoring whilst Undyne drove. Frisk shuffled, but Sans didn't wake up. He merely grumbled something under his breath and tightened his hold on them, as if afraid they would disappear.

Gaster? Are you alright?

Gaster smiled even wider as the car bumped over a small pothole. Child. I have you to thank. I have never been so happy. He glanced over at Sans and the corners of his eyes filled with purple tears. I never thought I'd see them again… but your determination was so strong… it brought me back from the void. Sans looks so happy.

Frisk looked up into Sans' face. He looked very peaceful, but tired. He gave a snort and his eye flickered. Frisk sniffed, realising they were coming down with flu. They glanced around the car again and their eyes finally took in the small monster sitting on Toriel's lap, sleeping soundly.

Asriel Dreemurr was fast asleep on his mother's lap, his face relaxed and still dressed in his green striped shirt. Frisk felt a lump in their throat and held tightly onto Sans. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. They thought, over and over again. Sans had a smear of blood on his cheekbone and Frisk didn't want to know where he'd gotten it from. She had a feeling it was from Merida in the backseat. The woman had blood all over her jacket.

Frisk's sniffling woke up Sans, who blinked blearily and yawned. He glanced down at Frisk whilst his eye continued to stutter and flare.

"Heya, kiddo." He mumbled, still looking tired. "You alright?"

Frisk began to cry and Sans' eyes widened. He hugged them tightly, rubbing their shoulders as they cried into his warm jacket. "It's ok, Frisk." Sans said soothingly, rubbing their shoulders comfortingly. "Shh… Shh… It's ok. It's over."

"S-S-Sa-Sans-" Frisk hiccupped, sniffing as they threw their arms around Sans' neck. "I-I-I-"

"Shh, kid. It's ok. You don't have to use your voice if you don't want to. I know, kid. I know."

"D-D-Do you h-hate m-me?" Frisk sniffed, not used to ever using their voice.

Sans froze. "Hate you? Kid, why would I-?"

"I r-r-ran a-a-way." Frisk sniffed, their tears soaking through Sans' jacket. "I'm s-so so-sorry."

Sans let them cry, hugging them tightly as Undyne glanced back. Sans gave her a look that plainly stated to just let Frisk cry. Sans held them tightly, pressing his skull to the top of their head. "Kid. I don't know why you did what you did, but I'm just happy to have you back. I'm just happy you're ok." He gave a weak laugh. "We were all bonely without you. We love you a skele-ton. You really rattled us a lot, but we love you very much, with every bone in our bodies."

Frisk had stopped crying and looked up at Sans, sniffing and smiling as he rattled off some of his best puns. He hugged them tightly, happy that he could hold them once again. He'd been terrified for them, but now here they were. Toriel had cried when Asriel reverted to a child again and when he didn't turn back into Flowey, she practically wept a river. Sans helped Gaster into the car and the whole time he did, he couldn't believe that he was back.

Sans had never told Papyrus about the father that disappeared from time and space. It had never come up in the conversation. But now there he was, sitting in the back, drifting off to sleep. Asriel Dreemurr was also here. It just seemed too surreal.

Frisk was silent for a while before they glanced up at Sans. "S-S-Sa-"

"It's ok, kiddo. Sign. You don't have to talk."

Frisk sniffled, but raised their hands. I'm so sorry. I won't do this ever again.

Sans smiled and knocked his skull against their head. "I know, kid. I know. How's about we just forget about it? I'll get Papyrus to make you spaghetti after this. I'll even get Toriel to make some pie."

Frisk smiled, laying their head on his chest. Knock knock.

Sans smiled. "Who's there?"

Olive.

"Olive who?"

Frisk looked up at Sans, then around the car. Tears began to flow again as they signed the rest of the joke.

Olive you all very much.

Sans smiled and hugged them even tighter. "Olive you too, kiddo. We all do."