(Skipping a head some time, as this story is getting much long than expected and even I wanna get moving to the reset. XD Hope everyone still will enjoy. Also gonna stick with Sans for now.)

Three days later Sans found himself leaning against a wall in the room within Waterfall, his eyes watching the room carefully. The followers had all been captured and brought here, Asriel's final bit of ashes gather and formed into a soul shell, and Chara's body was almost completely back to normal and was laying on the table. The last things to do were to find out if the followers actually contained his father's soul and remove Chara's soul from Frisk's. Frisk was examining each of the followers with curious eyes, which was the whole reason he was watching the room so carefully, not wanting to risk anything happening to her because he was too relaxed. His father was being himself, his eyes scanning notes and one of the monitors as he tried to decipher his own notes. The follower that looked much like Monster Kid moved, catching his watchful gaze, one hand slipping from his pocket as the thing moved closer to Frisk. She paused, her eyes showing her surprised as she looked into the blank eyes of the creature.

"Umm…. Hi. Do you need something?"

The sudden swinging of the follower's tail took him off guard, having expected something else to come forth. His fingers snapped, a blaster appearing over the creature as he watched Frisk's body flip from the area attack. Her eyes were wide with shock as she looked down to her body with confusion. "Chara…. Did you….. Ok you did. That was… Kind of cool."

"Chara caused the flip?" He asked as he pushed from the wall, walking to stand between the followers and Frisk. He wasn't about to let these pieces of whatever to get too close to her after what just happened. He heard his dad move to his side as he felt Frisk's hands wrap around one of his arms.

"Yeah. He noticed the tensing needed to swing the tail. I don't know how he knew what to look for."

"Chara's a fighter. He can spot when someone is going fight cause it's a part of who he is." Gaster replied softly, his eyes glowing a faint purple as he raised a hand while Sans repeated his father's words to Frisk. Soon all the souls of the followers showed in front of them, leaving Sans to groan as he realized that not a single one had a full soul.

"Looks like we were right, Dad. Now what? Neither have us have it in us to take a life from a monster."

Suddenly a chill slid down his back, his head tilting to the side as Frisk's hands let go of his arm. "Chara…."

"I can do it. It will protect Frisk from experiencing it as well. Only I will gain L.O.V.E."

"You will have to be sure to miss the soul piece. While I was considered a Boss monster this is only a piece of my soul. Should it be too injured it could disappear before I can pull it within myself." His father spoke calmly, his tone at odds with how Sans was feeling right now even as translated for his father. He knew that Chara had already proven he was ready to do what was necessary to save Asriel and Gaster, not to mention himself. However the sight of Frisk's eyes glowing ruby red, the coldness in the voice as Chara spoke about killing someone, even if the person was not really whole, disturbed him on a level he didn't want to explore.

"Are you positive you can keep Frisk from knowing anything? And you will be giving her control back right after, right?"

"Yes and yes. Stop worrying, your age is showing comedian." Chara's voice sounded almost amused as he looked around the room before walking to a table and picking up a scalpel. He swung it a few times before turning back to them, his head tilting to the side as he smiled coldly. "There are four of them. This should be quick. Just get your pieces as soon as I hit them Doctor."

Sans shuddered but moved aside, keeping his blaster ready as his father moved to the other side. He wanted to smile when he realized his father was showing the scientist within him. Despite keeping the soul pieces held where he could instantly bring them within himself he was also emotionally detached from the situation. He was using a bad situation to examine how Chara and Frisk worked, especially Chara. Chara seemed to know it as well, his hand spinning the knife before extending an arm out. His head lowered for a moment, the unsettling feeling growing within Sans just before Chara's head snapped up and his body shot forward.

What Sans saw next made him wonder if Chara could really be considered human anymore. Within Frisk's body, Chara dashed between the four monsters, slicing the first two as he passed with movements so fast that Sans could barely see them. Their bodies almost instantly turned into dust, his father's soul pieces moving to him as soon as the bodies crumbled. The one that looked like just a huge head opened its maw, looking like it would bite down on Chara only for it to miss as suddenly Chara disappeared. Only a second later the other follower left, the one that looked like it was carrying a head in its hand, let out a cry as it's throat was slit, the scalpel flying into the eye of the one that had attempted to bite down on Chara. Chara calmly let go of the body that he just killed, the soul flowing to Gaster as Chara grabbed the hilt of the scalpel and yanked it down, killing the last of the bodies holding the soul pieces. As his father gathered the last piece to himself Chara walked over to the table and placed the scalpel back on it neatly, turning to glance at Sans. "You will wanna get rid of the dust before I let her back up. Seeing it could upset her, since she already knows what causes dust when monsters are involved."

Sans nodded as he snapped his fingers, dismissing his blaster as his magic swirled around him. He and his father at the same time extended their arms, their magic combining to disperse the ashes, sending them out the door. As the grey door shut again he paused and looked at his father, his eyes wide as he realized the plan had worked. "D-dad? Dad you look like you used to."