Chapter 29: Strange Old (New) Powers Time

Summary: Sans wants proofs, Wilson goes along with him. Barely. That's it, that's the whole chapter about.

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Ebott Ville, Grillby's new surface restaurant, 1 year 7 months after the release of monsters and magic back in the world.

"Could you be kind enough to bring me a chamomile tea cup and…"

Any non-magic food for my upset stomach in the menu?

**Bagel toast**

"An order of bagel toast please? Oh, add some cinnamon to the brew would you?" Grillby nods and looks expectantly towards Willow. She blushes "Anything you set on fire is fine by me."

"… … ..."

When realization hit home she brings her palm up to her face to facepalm herself, a bad habit I've told her to droop, she seems to remember this and lowers said hand without it touching her face.

"Uhmm I mean, a steak, a plate of pepper steak if you have, please."

He he…

'Swallow me earth' is a strange face for Willow to have, and for someone who can fight a pack of hounds all by herself it's even funnier.

"i'll have the same as always grillb's"

Grillby goes away to prepare our lunch.

"And well? What the heck is going o-?" Flowey is unamused.

"so, care to explain about that time machine, is that how you got here in the first place?"

Right to the point huh Sans?

Yeah, because I look like a man who can give explanations right now.

"STOP IGNORING ME!"

Willow tsked and chided the dead prince err… almost dead prince "Silence! Adults talking!"

*angry flower noises*

*but nobody listened…

I don't answer to Sans inquiry… I just… stare at him, now that I'm seated we're in each other's line of sight.

"…what? I gotta ask you know, just curiosity"

Sure… Curiosity my as—

No... Calm down…

"It was not a time machine Sans. That machine sent me to another world, trapped me for centuries, until… until we found our way out" And that's the tip of the iceberg…

What kind of face was I making for Sans to visibly regret asking?

**tired**

HA! That's a fricking understatement right there!

I chuckle again under my breath, it doesn't go unnoticed and I feel my sister CHECKing me, I instructed her on all the 'rules' of this world and the differences I found with the ones we were familiar with.

That makes me wonder, what does her description of me says?

**Willow's CHECK box reads: "*Your beloved brother, will give your life for him."**

Awwww!

I'm not that ok with the part on sacrificing herself for me but I know I would do just same for her.

"you uhmm had it rough huh? but 'sent to another world' like universe? can you specify? what was that place like, was it like here? do we exist there, I mean, oh jeez…"

Oh the thirst of knowledge of a scientist never dies.

Even if you're retired…

I will do my best to explain myself then.

For a fellow scientist.

"You misunderstood Sans. Another world, another universe, those are two different things. The world we were sent to, not only my sister and I, but a few dozens of people over time… Its name is the Shadow Realm and it was completely different from this world, physics worked different, seasons, temperature, even our bodies and that of the 'monsters' residing there had different needs than what you would normally expect from humans or monsters here… Now for what you know about universes… they are alternate realities from this world, they may or may not follow the same rules, things change minimally or drastically depending of the 'routes' or 'choices' when certain criteria is met. Universes in my opinion are harder to understand, but being born from one outcome one can… schematicize or decode a way to figure the others out…" I pet Chester some more, nothing like science and knowledge and Chester's presence to calm myself down. I leave the topic of the Void and its counterpart out of the conversation, Frisk and I have not yet decided when or how to disclose his older brother's existence within the endlessly empty dimension and IF we are going to tell him at all.

"Shit… other worlds, other universes? You're crazier than I thought. You freak!" The flower spat.

Freak ?

"Freak me?" Calm down he's just a… brat "Please, let me remind you how would you experiment with peoples' lives as if some kind of demented game in almost all of your runs, you sick child."

Ugh that came harsher than I wanted it to be.

"b-but I-I-I ho-how would YOU KNOW! I didn-t do anything-"

"Silence!" I'm grateful he shut his mouth. I don't want to lash out right now at his disobedience.

I grab his pot and open Chester's mouth… He works as an item right?

**He's valid for storage, as are birds, rabbits… living beings without a soul**

Fantastic!

Will it harm him in the long run?

**He is a plant, therefore you should water him and let him be under the sun for photosynthesis to keep him alive. Prolonged confinement could lead to serious mental and health issues**

I shove him until he reaches the last item slot with renewed forces.

I swear if he wasn't a child….

"Hah! Serves him right, whiny prick!" Willow laughs at his misery while he wails at the unfairness, according to him, of it all.

"not that i'm a fan of that weed but… did you just feed him to your… dog?"

"No, no, no, don't worry, Chester has a… special ability, he works as a…"

What would be the equivalent?

**Dimensional box**

"…as a dimensional box, the only difference then would be that he is alive and can move on his own accord" I keep petting the dog like creature.

*bark!*

*skeleton shrug*

"fine by me" He sits down across us. "so, how would you know about other universes, i thought humans only had… theories about them but you're telling me this as if you knew their existence as a fact."

"Because they exist" I answer with sincerity.

"how… how are you so sure?"

Go big or go home… isn't that what Americans say?

"When we were sent to the Shadow Realm… It was a form of 'exchange' for granting our deepest desire; we made a contract with the previous King of Shadows… My deepest desire was Infinite Knowledge and thanks to that, this universe's information… alternate universes, the multiverse… the different multiverses… different worlds… the omniverse… I can have all that information if I just ask."

I feel Willow glaring at me… I remember a long time ago that we would try to keep our powers to ourselves if we ever got out of there… we even agreed to that, all the survivors did too. I know I'm breaking that… pact…? but this IS necessary.

"i don't believe you"

Wise decision. I wouldn't believe myself too if I was in his position.

"You don't have to… I could… show you."

Oh my science! The fact that you don't need to blink doesn't mean I don't have to too!

"… … … Here're your orders"

Grillby enters the tiny room with two trays full of food. It looks good.

The bartender though, not so good… What is wrong with him? the meals shouldn't be this taxing on him…?

**There is a group of paparazzi gathered outside the restaurant, they demanded to enter and speak with you, he didn't let them**

My eyes widen at the new information, what a hassle…

"Grillby, pass on this message to the people waiting for me outside. Tell them that I`m not available for interviews as of right now…"

They will want information anyway…

To solve this I would have to give a public announcement right?

So maybe Mettaton is available?

*No, but under the circumstances and how much of a spotlight your presence is making. He will have the time.*

It will be good international propaganda for a monster to have royalty in his show after all…

"Tell them that they'll have all the information they want from MTT news in the coming days..." I guess… I'll have to ask Frisk to contact him for me.

The elemental doesn't blink… he just stands there.

"Is there a problem?" There is no malice in my voice, I make sure of that. I make it sound concerned.

"… … … No… but how would you know about the people outside?"

"he he he, that's a secret" I tilt my head innocently and smile.

He looks more confused by this.

"Ugh, forgive my brother's attitude sir Grilliam… we err… heard the commotion when you opened the door…" Weak lie, although, it seems to suffice.

"… … … Very well then, I shall pass on the message, your highness."

"Thank you."

He sets the table without other word and exits the room to my sister's unhappiness.

"welp, i still don't believe you" Sans bites down his burger and some ketchup drips from his chin… how messy.

"Wilson… why don't you show him one of your floating thingys? maybe that will shut him up and believe you."

Floating thingys?…

**The Mind Window spell**

That spell took me almost a 'year' (full cycle until next 'spring') to master… no wonder I would dread using it again…

I can still see Maxwell's face laughing at me because I couldn't get it right.

Maxwell….

Urgh…

Just listen to yourself Higgsbury!

I'm not a pathetic coward!

I outstretch my hand over the table and concentrate…

Nothing happens.

"was that supposed to do something?" The short skeleton lifts his boney brow.

"Yes it was…" I say with a sigh, I'm mentally drained and physically starved.

"Excuse me, where are my manners, let's eat first then we can discuss this further." I say a little embarrassed because! If you outstretch your arm and concentrate like that something 'badass' as Frisk describes it, has to happen right?

The meal was shared in awkward silence interrupted only by the clanking of our cutlery.

Once done we retook our conversation.

Hunger: 150/150

I wipe my soiled mouth. It's in times like this that I love civilization; you don't have to wipe your face with spider silks… "Well, now that that's settled, we can continue with the explanation of my powers right?"

Sans nods.

"Very well, if you want, I can tell you something that nobody else knows but you? Is that enough?" I question.

"…" I can see the gears in his… cranium, turning. "i kind of have a secret codeword that only i know. so if someone tells it to me... they'll have to be a time traveler. crazy, right? You are not a time traveler, if i understood you right, but… how about that for starters."

"Fine by me"

What is that secret code?

**I'm a stupid doodoo butt**

The. jerk.

This is something Maxwell would do!

I unconsciously blush and repeat the incredibly childish codeword.

"I'm a… I'm a stupid doodoo butt…"

"Pffftt hahahaha!" Thank you sister I love you too.

"wow.. i can't believe you would say that… not only is that completely infantile but it's also my secret codeword, that however is not good enough" He says while sweat rolls down from his forehead "what you need is a secret secret codeword." Oh come on! "it's only for someone who knows the secret codeword… do you know that one too?"

I- I! urgh… fine.

What is his secret secret codeword?

**I'm the legendary fartmaster**

Is he for real!?

The blush in my face intensifies, or at least I think the heat in my face increases in embarrassment, I can't say that out loud!

I bit my tongue for a moment stilling my resolve.

I grit my teeth too, a bad habit, but understandable, given the circumstances.

"I`m the legendary fartmaster" I'm sure if Maxwell was here he would 'high five' the small skeleton.

"PFFFT HAHAHAHAH" Willow howls in laughter, it comes louder than last time and she starts to tear up from the strain in her middle.

Thankfully I'm not a stranger to humiliation.

"welp, that's not my secret secret codeword but my secret secret triple-secret codeword"

WHAT?!

"so i guess it's ok… hhmmnnn" Is that much of sweat normal for him?

**When stressed, yes**

"how about… i lost a book when i was young, i left a sheet full of jokes there, i want to hear one of them… wait… the fifth one, i remember that one. not even paps knows about this"

What was that joke?

"What is a robot's favorite type of music? In which someone answers, I really don't know.
Then you say: Heavy metal!" I repeat the answer I got.

Sans snickers a little and a little tension visibly leaves from his shoulders.

"That's your idea of humor? WX-78 wouldn't be amused." My sister says after her laughing fit calms down.

"He's hardly amused with anything dear."

"Touché"

Sans open his eye sockets, the black voids disturb me a little to be sincere… It's like he becomes an empty husk of what he once was.

The white pinpricks come back a little shaky, nonetheless, he speaks in his normal lazy way.

"welp, i'm out of ideas" He reconsider his words "how about those… floating thingys? what were those for again?"

"Let me show you"

I stretch my hand again… I focus my thought process to the air above my hand and impose my intentions while I chant the spell in my mind.

A black screen like figure is summoned from thin air. It drains at my sanity reserve greatly but the result is rewarding.

Notes: References: Pepper Steak comes from a game named OFF. An incredible retro game so you go and play it if you haven't! HELP! I want to rewrite "Of Shadows and Hopes" summary... any ideas?

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