"Here, look over these numbers again.." G handed a few papers that had a bunch of red scribbles and circles marked around the numbers he was indicating back to Alphys.
"Gaster didn't create the machine to just idle pull things from. It was means to explore alternate universes..If they happened to exist."
G lowered a pair of reading glasses that he had been wearing and stared hard at Sans and Alphys.
The tensions between the three of them were high. Time was ticking by and every miscalculation meant another second that Frisk could be in danger.
"How exactly did you get the machine to pull the other souls Alphys? You had to have been aware of other plains existing in the first place to try right? Or would you just call it a hunch?" G's sockets narrowed and his yellow eye lights stared through the small monster.
G could be quite intimidating when he wanted to, and the fact that he had the shared knowledge from part of Gaster's soul made him all the more nerve wracking.
Alphys was trembling while holding onto the papers that he had handed back to her. Sans looked over to her and a brow bone arched.
'That is strange..why would she attempt it? That's not apart of her way of thinking.I never bothered to question her after what happened..'
Though Sans assumed Asriel probably had a lot to do with it. It was due to Alphys and her Determination experiment that turned what was left of him into a flower. Though Gaster himself had been head of the project originally..
"I..I.." Alphys stammered nervously. She really wished Undyne was off work. She'd feel so much more comfortable with her there.
"I f-found some r-research in t-the o-old l-lab, t-that was c-closed off.." She began. G leaned back in his chair they had moved into the room and Sans clenched his fists in frustration.
'Why was she always sticking her nose in places it didn't need to be?' Sans scowled.
"Go on.." G waved his hand for her to continue.
"Dr. Gaster h-had n-note books u-upon n-notebooks on s-something he c-called a-alternate t-timelines." Sans took a sharp inhale and his eye lights disappeared. No one knew of the alternate timelines besides him and Frisk.
"H-he m-mentioned having a-a lot of d-deja vu moments.." "T-things w-were repeating f-for awhile in d-different loop i-intervals.."
"S-some times it w-wouldn't happen f-for days, others i-it was like t-the same d-day repeated over h-hundreds on t-times."
Sans cursed mentally. The times that Frisk had accidentally hurt a Monster and reset, or the times Undyne had killed her over and over again.. he hadn't even thought of the Reloads as much as the resets.. Only if something truly terrible happened would Frisk reset to the beginning.
Sans shuddered at all the memories. Maybe he should of talked to the old man about it before he started on the second core machine.
"Interesting.. so what brought you to try his machine?" G remotely knew that Gaster had succeeded in finding that there was alternate time lines; unfortunately his never got to see that day as the experiment with Frisk and the determination machine had a core meltdown..
"W-well he m-made a m-machine to try a-and l-lock on the the 'anomalies' a-as he c-called them. He w-wanted to track w-what differences t-there were.." "In d-doing so he found o-one can travel t-to these t-timelines t-through what he c-called The Void."
Sans felt his soul wretch at the mention of the void. It's how he teleported from place to place. One wrong move or constant teleporting would trap you in the void with no means to an end.. it why he always had a solid grip on anyone teleporting with him.
'He must of thought he could travel to the different timelines this way..'
"From h-his research he had his machine s-set on a specific fluctuation in t-the time.. like when a c-certain one w-would reset to see if h-he could travel to it.."
Alphys sighed, she was getting tired of all of this. G only continued to stare intently at her. He wanted to know just how different this time line had been from his.
"So i c-came u-up with the i-idea.. if t-there were different t-time lines, then m-maybe i c-could pull a f-few souls from them t-to ours to h-help Asriel.."
Sans nod his head. "Yet..what you didn't realize is there weren't specific timelines, they were really alternate universes. Their own world with their own timelines and.." Sans stopped when Alphys gave him a confused look.
G's smirk grew wider. "You hadn't told anyone?"
G focused on Sans darkened sockets. "Only Frisk knows of the repeats.. we called it Resets.. when she did something bad she couldn't fix..what Gaster explained in his notes about certain repeating days repeating multiple times.. was what we had called a Reload, when Frisk would be killed and needed to start her journey from a safe spot.."
Alphys stared in awe, her jaw dropping. "S-so y-you knew!?"
Sans shrugged his shoulders. "Doesn't matter now.. Old man did his own thing and got lost in the core over thousands of dimensional plains.."
"T-thats o-only s-speculation!" Alphys argued.
Sans let out a low rumble from his ribcage. This was not something he wanted to discuss right now. Alphys sighed straightening her glasses. "F-fine..but you g-gotta tell me later.."
Sans huffed and snatched the papers from Alphys hands. "I'll go over the numbers..you look into more of Gaster's notes. If you focused on the souls before we should be able to focus on Frisks..but this time it's more complicated.." Sans rubbed his skull in aggravation.
G stood from his chair cracking his neck in the process. "If we just focus on Frisks soul, and not specifically our Frisks soul..we could pull multiple Frisks through..and that would be an issue as we have no way to send them back yet."
Alphys nod her head. "A-alright, I'll see what I c-can find.." She shuffled quickly from the room.
G looked down at Sans, and he only glared back. "Tell me..what happened to you..in your world.."
G snickered, "Once Frisk remembers; you'll find out..I'm not up for explaining my story.."
Sans scoffed crossing his arms over his chest crumpling the papers in his hand. "So if we can pin point Frisk's soul we should be able to bring her back..her soul is unique now.. it shouldn't be hard to find.."
G nod his head in agreement. "We will give it a try in a bit. We'll need Blueberry awake for this.."
Morning came way earlier then it should have. There was a loud bang and a brisk wind entering the small shed that snapped Frisk from her slumber.
"Mmghmm.." She groaned sitting up. Her back was killing her from the hard floor. "HUMAN, I THE MALEVOLENT SANS HAVE A GIFT FOR YOU!"
Frisk blinked the blurriness from her eyes as she watched the shorter skeleton walk over to the gate and unlock it.
"A gift?" Frisk asked sleepily.
"YOU SEEM TO HAVE BEEN WELL BEHAVED AND DIDN'T CAUSE THE MUTT ANY TROUBLE. THOUGH HE WAS A TAD LATE, BUT I TOOK CARE OF THAT!" He grinned mischievously. He had something held behind his back that Frisk couldn't see.
Frisk tucked her legs underneath her so she could pull herself up. As she was kneeling Sans held out a gloved hand. Frisk hesitated.
"TAKE MY HAND HUMAN!" His sockets narrowed. Daring her to refuse him.
Frisk took his gloved hand and he helped pull her up. He jerked her a little too hard and she had to stop herself from falling into him by placing her hands on his exposed ribs.
She squeaked and he flushed a bright blue. He swatted her hands away and wiggled his finger in a "no-no" gesture. "HUMAN, I AM AWARE OF HOW GREAT MY PRESENCE CAN BE, BUT YOU MUST CONTROL YOURSELF."
Frisk nod her head clasping her hands by her legs. "N-NOW HOLD STILL, AND CLOSE YOUR EYES HUMAN." He commanded her and Frisk took a steady breath. She wasn't sure what he was capable of but didn't want to end up on his bad side. She closed her eyes and waited..and waited..
Sans was blushing a bright blue still gazing at her. He hadn't really looked at her hard when he first visited her the night before. She was pretty? He scowled at himself-at the weakness in his soul, and took a bright mauve dog collar out from behind him. He reached out brushing away Frisk's hair. Frisk trembled nervously as she felt him secure something tightly around her neck.
There was a click sound and a bright flash of blue. He let out a sigh of contempt and pushed two gloved fingers in between her throat and the collar. Frisk's eye snapped open when she realized what he had on her and she yelped reaching up to touch it.
It was soft on the inside so it wouldn't rub her neck raw, and she felt small little spikes run along its center. There was a small tink of metal when she moved her head and she stared wide eyed at Sans when her fingers rested on a small silver tag. She couldn't read it but the situation finally hit her hard and his face lit up when he saw just how red her cheeks got.
"W-what.." Frisk stammered, embarrassed.
"YOU ARE NOW MY PET! KITTEN!" His grin grew wider and he tugged at the collar for her to come closer to him. She was stunned at how strong he was, and blushed even more when his face was mere inches from hers.
"I AM YOUR MASTER NOW KITTEN! YOU SHALL CALL ME AS SUCH, OR MY LORD MALEVOLENT SANS. YOU SHALL DO EVERYTHING I TELL YOU! DISOBEY ME AND YOU SHALL BE PUNISHED SEVERELY!" His blue eye lights roamed over her flushed expression and he pat her right cheek firmly with his other hand.
She could only keep staring in shock. 'Wha...wha..PET!?'
Sans wasn't sure why she was still staring at him, but it was making him feel weird. His face turned a deep blue.'She must be enamored with me!'
He coughed into his gloved hand, releasing the collar and turned around to face away from her.
"I TAKE YOUR SILENCE AS SUBMISSION! COME KITTEN, I SHALL SHOW YOU TO OUR HOUSE!" He waved his hand and a blue leash appeared in his hand. Frisk barely registered being tugged by the leash.
'Theres..no way..' She thought as her feet moved on their own accord to follow him out of the shed and over to the house...'He thinks I'm a pet..'
Sans kicked down the door and tugged her inside. Frisk followed and instinctively shut the door behind her to keep the cold away.
Sans nod his head. "LOOK MUTT, IM SHOWING THE NEW PET OUR HOME!"
Syrup was sitting on the couch staring at the two of them. His eye lights trained on the blue leash that was connected to a tight collar around her neck. His jaw slackened at how excited he got at the site. His cig fell from his teeth landing on his cargo shorts. He was quickly snapped out from his daze when he could feel the cig burning a hole through his shorts. He quickly snatched up the cig and patted his shorts to put out the small burn.
He gulped "M'lord, do you think it's wise?" His voice going up an octave.
Sans frowned at him. "OF COURSE IT IS MUTT! MY KITTEN CANNOT STAY IN THAT WRETCHED SHED. SHE WILL STAY ON THE FLOOR BY MY BEDSIDE, LIKE A GOOD PET!"
Frisk sighed. The other brother didn't seem to want her around, and if having to pretend to be Sans pet would keep her in the warm glow of the house; she'd have to suck it up.
"T-thank you Master.." Frisk forced through clenched teeth. Sans whirled to face her with wide sockets. It caught him off guard. "SEE, I HAVE ONLY JUST SHOWN HER THE LIVING ROOM AND ALREADY SHE IS PRAISING ME! MWAH HAH HAH!"
He tugged on her leash more and Syrup squirmed uncomfortably at the display. Frisk reluctantly followed Sans throughout the rest of the house. It was the exact same layout, though the colors and interior decorating was more..dark.
"THIS IS THAT WRETCHED MUTT'S ROOM," Sans gestured to a plan normal door atop of the stairs. He moved her to the middle of the hall. "THIS IS A GUEST ROOM." He continued down to the end of the hall where a door with yellow Danger tape was on his door and a giant skull and cross bones was etched into the wood. "THIS WILL BE YOUR ROOM AS WELL IT IS MY OWN." He opened the door and Frisk was prepared to wince at how unkept it was..
It was emaculant. Spotless, not a dirty sock or trash tornado in site! "MWAH HAH HAH!" He threw his head back laughing. Frisk looked around, it had posters of monsters wearing capes standing on thousands of dead humans.. she shuddered.
"COME HUMAN, I SHALL MAKE DINNER AND YOU CAN KEEP THE MUTT COMPANY!" He tugged Frisk back down the hallway and back down the stairs. He relinquished the leash and it disappeared. He waved her to sit in the couch and she hesitated. Syrup looked back over the couch at her making eye contact and she felt her heart thump harder.
'Would he continue our conversation..'
"I SAID SIT PET!" Sans shouted at her, snapping her from her thoughts.
Frisk yelped and ran over to plop down on the couch. "Y-yes Master.." She stammered. He tapped his foot snickering at her.
"GOOD KITTEN!" He turned to walk off towards the kitchen.
Syrup turned his gaze back to the tv. Frisk sighed glancing at him once then to the tv. There was a robot monster similar to Mettaton on tv but he didn't have any arms.. 'How odd..'
"So.. your M'Lord's new pet.." Syrup stated matter of fact. Frisk scoffed. "It appears to be that way.."
"Heh..he's never done this before.." He chuckled to himself putting out his cig bud in the ash tray on the table in front of them. Frisk shrugged and then felt her wrist get pulled and Syrup was mere centimeters from her face. She gasped and stared frozen into his one purple eye light.
His eye traveled to the tag on her collar. He took it in between his phalanges and snickered. "Kitten it is.." He released her and leaned back into the couch. Frisk felt her heart beat in her ears at what just happened.
He was quick. She hadn't even felt the couch dip before he had been in her face. Would this Papyrus be a threat?
The smell of hamburger meat and cheese wafted through the air. Frisk's mouth began to water.. "mmm.."
"MUTT, KITTEN I HAVE MADE BURRITOS!" Sans came strutting into the living room with three small plates. Two in his hand and the other hovering behind him in a blue aura.
"KITTEN YOU MUST SIT ON THE FLOOR FOR YOUR MEALS WITH THE MUTT." He set both plates on the floor and pointed. Frisk felt her dignity at stake and was about to object when she saw Syrup sit in the floor. Not wanting to chance getting punished she swallowed her pride.
"Y-yes..Master.." She mumbled and sat in the floor next to the table. Sans grinned and took the plate that had been floating and sat down on the couch shoving half the burrito in his mouth.
Syrup downed his rather quickly and stared at Frisk for a moment. Frisk picked up the burrito and gave it a taste bite. 'Oh gosh..' She immediately began to scarf it down.
"Mmmm..so goood.." She moaned happily.
Syrup blushed a bright orange and turned his gaze back to the tv quickly. Sans stared at Frisk in awe. "KITTEN?" He questioned.
Frisk finished the burrito licking her fingers of the sauce that had escaped the shell. It ran down her wrist and she attempted to catch it with her tongue before it got any further. She only then realized Sans had addressed her and the blue blush that was on his cheek bones.
She blushed furiously and put her arm down. "Yes Master?" She averted her gave to the floor. Man that carpet sure was interesting.
"..ARE YOU DIRTY? DO YOU NEED A BATH? I AM AWARE THAT CATS LICK THEMSELVES TO GET CLEAN, BUT YOU ARE HUMAN!" He set the plate down on the table and gave her a concerned look.
Syrup covered his mouth trying to hold back a snort. "M'lord, why don't you help the human get clean.. I can smell 'er from 'ere!"
Sans scowled at Syrup then took a big whiff of Frisk's hair. She gaped at him in shock and he wrinkled his face. Damn malible bones.
"YOU ARE RIGHT MUTT; HOW DID I NOT NOTICE BEFORE HAND!?" He stood up and put his hands on his hips. "YOU CANNOT STAY IN THIS HOUSE IF YOU ARE DIRTY AND SMELLY. COME KITTEN AND YOUR MASTER WILL GET YOU CLEANED UP!"
Frisk blushed even more but didn't budge. 'No way in hell..' Syrup grunted to get her attention. "I'd listen to M'lord pet.." It was a warning.
Frisk grit her teeth and stood up nodding at Sans. He grinned and gestured for her to follow to a door next to the stairs. It opened up to a bathroom with a giant tub, a small toilet and sink.
"I SHALL MAKE SURE NOT A SPOT GOES UNWASHED KITTEN!" He grins evilly as he pushes Frisk into the bathroom. He shuts the door behind them with a slam and Frisk flinches.
He pushes past her and turns the knobs on for the bath to fill. He turns around to face her and starts taking off his armor and boots. She stares for a moment before covering her eyes.
'Oh my god..oh my god! I haven't even been here a day and I'm already seeing a naked skeleton!'
"KITTEN YOU CAN'T GET INTO THE BATH WITH YOUR CLOTHES ON.." He leans forward to tug on her shirt.
Frisk squeaks and pulls back out of embarrassment. She watched as his sockets narrowed and his eye lights got smaller.
"KITTEN..." He warned in a low voice.
"Y-yes master?" She whispered nervously.
"STRIP."