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COUNTRY LIVIN P.4
Frisk loads, and is once again all alone in her new home before Flowey came and before she met Felicia. She swore she hears a Temmie though, but brushes it off due to nerves.
"Okay, time to go out and meet Felicia, and convince her I'm family," Frisk stated determinedly.
Somehow she does it.
"Wow! So we're cousins? Well, it's great to finally meet you, cousin," beamed Felicia.
With as much time as Frisk remembers them spending, they might as well be family.
"Hey dad! This is our cousin, Frisk, and she's looking for a job," called Felicia.
"Hey," smiled Frisk.
This was always the depressing part of her powers. She always remembers her friends, but they never remember her or what happened before.
"I know that's the point of this power, to change fate, but still," she thought glumly.
Felicia's dad gave Frisk a job after asking her a question only someone from the family, or someone who spent a long time with them, would know. Paula was upset that Frisk had scored a job elsewhere. She had specifically pulled strings to make sure Frisk got rejected everywhere else. Behind her window in her office, she scowled and threw things off her desk in an angry fashion.
"That little wench thinks she can defy me? I'm her mother! I gave her that house! I should just take it away right now," Paula growled.
"No," a voice on her computer spoke, making her turn to it.
"B-boss," whispered Paula in fear, getting closer to her computer.
"You must continue to look like the good guy. Stay determined, and you will win Frisk over in time," said the voice.
"Yes boss," replied Paula.
After the shift was over, Felicia came over to Frisk.
"If living in that house is ever lonely, you're more than welcome to live here with us. You're family after all," beamed Felicia.
Frisk was about to speak when she remembered that she needs to wait for Flowey to appear in her kitchen.
"Sorry, I can't. At least, not yet," said Frisk, sighing sadly.
"Oh okay. Well, let me know if you ever change your mind," said Felicia.
"I will. Thanks," replied Frisk, hugging Felicia who returned the hug.
After that, Frisk ran back to her house. In the weeks that ensued with Frisk enjoying working with her friend instead of her mother, Paula sent Frisk dozens of gifts, cards, and made sure she was outside during the time Frisk walked to the floral shop to look at her with puppy dog eyes. It was slowly eating at Frisk, but something inside her told her to ignore everything. When Flowey appeared again, that was when Frisk started moving things out of her home into the back of the floral shop.
"This is the most productive I've ever been, for myself," thought Frisk happily.
Back underground, Frank was holding his stomach as he walked through Snowdin Forest. There were small footprints. Human footprints. He remembered when Frisk told him she fell down and survived.
"Are these her footprints?" he thought.
Something weird began to happen to him. His surroundings were glitching out, and it was making him worried.
"What the heck is going on?" he thought fearfully.
A portal opened in front of him while his surroundings were still glitching. A skeleton holding a large paintbrush came through, smiling.
"W-what the heck? A monster?" Frank backed away, in shock.
Frank noticed that the monster closely resembled Sans, the meddling skeleton that fell in love with Frisk.
"Hiya! My name is Ink Sans. Nice to meet you, Frank," Ink Sans waved, walking towards him.
"Ink Sans? Wait, so you're a version of the skeleton that whisked the love of my life away?" growled Frank, standing his ground this time.
"Well, see, I create universes. You were never meant to be with Frisk," chuckled Ink Sans, "I came here to tell you that so you can get over her."
Frank deflated. Everything, his whole existence and the existence of others, created by a skeleton wielding a giant paintbrush?
"Why would you make a version of yourself be with Frisk? Are you that conceited?" asked Frank.
"I don't even know what's going on with them at the moment. I planned for them to be together, and for Frisk to be happy. But since the beginning of this universe, someone has been interfering with my work. Someone is corrupting this universe, and I need to find out who so I can reset the universe. At the end of it all, Frisk and everyone else does have free will. Even if I intend for Frisk to be with someone, she can still choose someone else. But you're at the bottom of her list," explained Ink Sans.
"What? Someone's corrupting the universe?" asked Frank, ignoring the last bit.
Ink Sans sighed.
"Yeah, and I fear it might be another version of myself. Error Sans," shuddered Ink Sans.
"How many versions of Sanses are there?!" shouted Frank.
This Ink Sans was really rubbing Frank the wrong way. Maybe it was because he's a Sans, but he wasn't too sure.
"Oh, there are many versions of myself, just as there are many other versions of everyone else. You have different versions of yourself. Evil versions, saint versions, girl versions, etcetera," said Ink Sans.
That eased Frank a bit, but not by much since this was still a Sans that created universes. That means he could also erase everything if he sees fit.
"So, what exactly is Error doing to this universe?" asked Frank.
Well, he corrupted many people in Frisk's life, mainly boys and men, to hurt her in different ways. When I created her for this universe, she was supposed to be a near perfect version who never gets hurt or hurt others, but because of events that took place that were never meant to take place, she has taken her anger and hurt out on many others. I know she has the ability to rewind time and all that, but it's still not how I wanted things to go. Then there's you. Due to certain events that were never supposed to happen, you turned out to be a jerk," explained Ink Sans.
"Excuse me?" dryly asked Frank.
"Just being blunt. You know it's true too," replied Ink Sans.
"Whatever! Go do your thing. I need to find food," grumbled Frank as he started to walk past Ink Sans.
Ink Sans sighed and began his journey to go looking for Error Sans. He knows who it might be if it isn't him, but he doesn't want it to be that person. If it was, it could be dangerous. For now, he had to fix things with his paintbrush. He got closer to Frank even when Frank was trudging in the snow pretty fast. With a wave of his paintbrush, the anger and any hostility left Frank, and he was finally the person Ink intended for him to be: calm, collected, an old soul of sorts instead of angsty.
"Why do I suddenly feel so mugh lighter?" Frank asked himself as Ink walked through a portal, and ended up in Sans' lab where Sans was asleep on some blueprints.
Ink waved his paintbrush, and the blueprints were gone. Then, he erased any knowledge of a time anomaly from Sans' mind, and turned the lab into a library. As soon as Ink left, Sans woke up.
"Oh no! I hope I didn't lose my page," jumped Sans.
Looking at his open book, he sighed and creased the edge of the page before closing the book. Then, Ink found Frisk's mom, who was having a nightmare. He waved his brush over her face, and she no longer had intentions to disrupt her daughter's life. When he went to where Frisk was sleeping, he looked over her, and sighed.
"My greatest piece of work, you are asleep right now. By day, you suffer from PTSD. By night, you have the face of an angel when you sleep," thought Ink Sans to himself.
Wanting to see if she would think the same way no matter what, Ink rid her of her painful past and replaced them with memories of the kind of life he wanted for her all the while giving doctors the knowledge on how to change genders.
"I wonder what she'll choose," he wondered, smiling.
He removed memories of Frisk revealing her painful past from anyone she ever told.
"Huh. The Temmies aren't free up here. Let's fix that," said Ink, waving his paintbrush.
Suddenly, the Temmies were brought up from the mountain.
"I really hope all this is just the work of Error. It would suck, but it wouldn't suck as much as if it was...him," Ink thought to himself.
The next morning, Frisk woke up feeling as if a giant weight was lifted off of her, though she wasn't sure why there was a weight before. She couldn't recall anything negative.
"Wait... why am I all the way out here? Why aren't I with my monster friends?" she wondered.
Frisk couldn't remember why she came out to the country, or why she had deceived Felicia and her family. For what purpose? Feeling bad, Frisk waited until Felicia woke up.
"Hey. We need to talk," solemnly said Frisk.
"Why? What's going on?" asked Felicia.
Frisk told her they're not family, and that she can't remember why she tricked them in the first place, and that she's extremely sorry.
"I have a feeling it must have been for some purpose, but I can't recall anything at all. I had a pleasant, easy going life with a caring mother, and caring monsters. I don't know why I would do such a thing. I hope you can forgive me. I'll start packing and call Toriel to let her know I'm coming back home," finished Frisk.
Felicia didn't know how to feel or what to think.
"You know what? I can't recall anything either. I feel like you might have told me something that would have made it make sense, but I got nothing. I think it would be best if you went back home though," nodded Felicia.
"Thanks for not freaking out on me. Can we still chat sometime on the phone?" asked Frisk.
"Yeah. We're good friends after all," smiled Felicia.
The two girls hugged each other, and then got to work packing up all of Frisk's things. When Frisk saw her reflection in the mirror, she did a double take.
"What the? Why is my hair gone, and why am I wearing such hideous clothing?" she wondered, furrowing her brows.
She looked through her bags for anything girly, but found nothing, and was disappointed. Sighing, she dialed Toriel.
"Hey, Toriel. It's me, Frisk. I'm coming back home here soon, I just got done packing my things up," said Frisk.
"Oh thank goodness. Are you going to marry Sans?" asked Toriel.
Frisk remembered Sans proposing to her, and giving back the ring, but she can't remember why.
"Not yet. I can't remember why I broke off the engagement in the first place. If he forgot too, then I want us to spend time getting to know each other again," explained Frisk.
Frisk couldn't see or hear, but she just knew Toriel was nodding her head on the phone.
"Okay. Make it home safely, dear," said Toriel.
"I will. See you soon," said Frisk before hanging up.
Frisk knew she wanted to tell her mother goodbye before leaving. She was always a good mom. So why did she run away again? She can't remember why she would run away. All she knows is her childhood was happy. What in the heck made her go down Mount Ebott then?
"Maybe it was to free the monsters," she mused while on her way to the Realtor office.
Paula was sitting at her desk, smiling at the memories of raising Frisk.
"Heh, I remember the two of us would finger paint in the kitchen while waiting for the brownies to be done baking," Paula said to herself, looking at old photos of her and a much younger Frisk, smiling together.
Frank found Grillby's eventually, and his stomach growled as he walked inside and went into the kitchen where the food was kept. While he was in the kitchen, rummaging through cabinets, he heard the door open and close.
"Someone else is here? Didn't Flowey say the underground was empty now?" he thought, feeling scared.
Peering through a small window, he could see Sans sitting down at a stool at the bar, and the skeleton closed his eyes.
"Why am I underground? Why did Frisk give me the engagement ring back? I can't remember anything," Sans asked himself out loud.
"Oh boy. This is gonna be awkward," thought Frank as he continued to carefully open cabinets and look for food.
As he searched, he cringed as the skeleton kept talking to himself about how much he misses Frisk and can't remember any details about a supposed fight.
"Was it even a fight? Was it just a misunderstanding? What is going on?" he asked himself.
Frank smiled when he finally found a bag of seaweed, and he pulled it out, gently opened it, and began munching on the seaweed chips. Frank heard the sound of feet hitting the wooden floor, signifying that Sans had gotten off the stool. He stopped chewing in fear that Sans would come back if he heard chewing.
"I just need to go back to the house and wait for Frisk to come back. Being down here isn't good for my mental health anyway," Sans told himself before leaving through a portal.
Frank didn't know if Sans left or not, so he waited ten minutes before continuing to chew.
"How am I ever gonna get out of here?" Frank thought as he chewed before adding to his thoughts, "Wait a minute. Frisk somehow freed the monsters. If I continue further, I just might find the exit."
Flowey couldn't remember anything recent, and it was driving him crazy as he sat in Frisk's passenger seat, buckled in while she went sixty miles per hour on the freeway. Frisk was smiling, jamming to the music playing from her radio. She had been able to give her mother a warm welcome before leaving, and now she just cannot wait until she gets back home to her monster friends. From the backseat, a Temmie jumped in the front of the car, causing Frisk and Flowey to scream and make the car swerve a bit. The Temmie drew in a deep, long breath, but was cut off when Flowey grabbed it using his vine and threw it out the window. They heard the Temmie yell out hoi as it flew in the wind.