You sat up, your breath was having a hard time making it past your throat and your reeled, looking all around the room and trying to figure out where you were. The little tv on the floor was playing a Mettaton show, and the soft blue fabric of the couch was just the same as when you'd fallen asleep. Oh... you were still at Sans' and Papyrus' house.
You let a long breath out, leaning back into the couch and looking out the living room window. The snow glowed in the night, and there was an old fashioned street lamp in front of the house. You wondered exactly how long you'd been asleep.
"Uncle Sans said you saw something." Frisk's little voice caught you off guard in the silence and made you jump practically out of your skin.
"Oh," you breathed, spotting the little boy standing at the entryway to the living room. "You scared me Frisk."
"What did you see." His voice was more serious than you'd ever heard a kid his age even act.
"Uh... it was nothing alright." You shrugged.
Frisk walked through the dark living room and clicked on a light before going to you and sitting next to you on the couch. He looked impossibly small there, like he was trying to curl into himself.
"You saw me doing something bad didn't you?" He asked, not looking up at you. His voice was shaky like he didn't want to hear his own voice.
"Oh Frisk," you grabbed him off the couch and held him close, brushing his hair down with your free hand. "Of course not honey."
"This isn't the first time we've been down here... Amy." He said, taking care to say your new name. "I think this is the sixth or seventh time."
"I don't know what you're talking about, I've never been here in my life. Did you have a bad dream because I–" Frisk cut you off by putting a hand on your mouth.
"Amy I can reset time." Frisk said, barely a whisper escaping his lips. You almost thought you'd imagined it. "Not all the way, just until the day I fell down here. I reset, I wake up where the flowers are, and no one else remembers but me. Almost. I've done some terrible things and just... reset so no one would know. But you and Sans, you two almost seem to see it over and over again like a nightmare that never stops and I can't make it go away."
He let out a shaky breath and you considered that for a long time in silence.
"Are you telling me this because you're going to reset again, Frisk I don't want to go back." You nearly cried thinking of having to relive the last two years of your life again.
"No... it's not even really me that does those things. There's I dunno... like a copy of me but he..." Frisk couldn't finish the sentence, but you could.
"Carbon copy but got red eyes and seems evil as all get out?" You asked, his head snapped up.
"How do you know that?" He asked incredulously.
"I think I have one too, I think." You admitted, feeling better for finally being able to say it.
"You too! Oh Amy can you reset time like me? Do you remember everything that happened and you're just acting normal to Sans oh I get it." Frisk nodded solemnly.
"Acting... what no I can't reset time. I don't think I can." You thought about it, thinking of all the times you wished you could have started over. "I'm pretty sure I can't."
"Oh then you don't know yet." Frisk giggled, cheering up finally. "I don't think I need to reset this time so don't worry about it. I always liked seeing you end up happy anyway and this time I made it so that other one can't get in again. I made a barrier."
"O... kay?" You had next to no idea what he was talking about but he seemed relieved, so you nodded anyway. Frisk hugged your shoulders once before getting up. He stopped at the entryway to the living room and smiled once before turning off the light.