The underground would never show it, but it was late at night. Sans plugged the pre-made conduit into the cut in the CORE: it had been fortified with the same gemstones as each of the other parts, and was carved so that it may better slide into place. He stepped back and glanced back at the doctor, who was clearly fidgeting nervously. "it'll be fine. we've got plenty of time to get this done."
"O-Of course." Alphys looked down at the complicated switchboard they had compiled, Sans had insisting she turn each of the parts on individually, and in a specific order, last minute. "I-It um… sure could've been a better repair job." She wrapped her tail around her feet and awkwardly laughed. Sans quickly realized he could make a pun out of this, but he held back for once.
"A-As soon as I f-flip the switches, you'll be using your magic and the magma to propel it upward." Sans let her ramble on about the plans they had already gone over. "A-Alright, alright… w-we're just testing this… n-no big deal!"
Sans held up a single hand, his fingers extended.
Five.
Four.
Three.
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One.
Sans led with his magic a bit early to compensate for the slow flowing magma. It was only a few seconds before the machine started spewing huge clouds of Ozone. The white fog grew thick at a rate quickly enough to cause the nearby area to appear as only outlines, as if someone was sketching their surroundings on paper. He glanced to his side in search of the royal scientist, who should be just a few feet away; but in these few seconds, even the contours had been erased. He was going to shout out to her when a warped and deafening sound broke into the CORE, shaking its foundation. The sound broke the skeleton's focus, insisting on vibrating his skull relentlessly. When he could finally make his senses work, he found his leg caught around what he could only guess was the steel safety rail. The only vivid shape in fornt of him was a sharp tear in… something. It was lined with a strange glossy lava-lamp blue, broadcasting a distorted image of the CORE. "alphys?" He called as calmly as was possible. He felt a light tug at his loose leg and glanced up, nobody was visible. His mind refocused again; it was only now he noticed that some second gravity was attempting to pull him towards it's source, somehow growing in power.
Under the hurried assumption that his leg might snap in two eventually, the skeleton freed himself and flung his body back onto his feet. Instantly, he felt himself being trawled forward. He took a step back, he was able to gain some distance. "alphys?" Nothing. She must be...
This was a terrible idea.