Me: Well, I hope you'll like the final of this.

Shamir: You've been announcing the final of these drabbles for quiiite a while. *grabs Shock by collar* IS IT DONE YET?!

Me: *slightly cowers* With this, yes, i-it i-is done!

Shamir: *releases Shock and smiles* Well, good to know it is.

Me: *looks in fear towards Shamir* Before I start, I have to say I've inspired myself for a small part of this epilogue from one of the pages of Endertale (credits go to TC-96). Now. Let us start this drabble!

Both: Epilogue, part two...START!

Bright Future Ahead...Or Is It?
a.k.a.
Epilogue: Part Two

"Can you believe this?"

"No, I've never been in this situation before."

It was just one of the radio talks that went back and forth between members of the NDCP, and Sam was paying attention just in case anyone of the orphanage — like that old lady running it — would call about the running away of Frisk, as he looked over them standing fast asleep in the backseat of the car, smiling. The black-bearded man sighed as he realised that he had to find a better family for this young one, no matter how long it would be or how much he had to search, until a call went through his radio:

"Unit 26-11 calling Sam Diller, requesting assistance."

"I'm out of town, buddy," Sam replied. "Have to pull over, I'm quite tired. I'll be radio silent during the night."

"But, sir, we need —"

"I said that I will be radio silent. Look, you're quite the veteran, you'll handle making people give their kid to the NDCP, 'cause we look after them as if they were our own." Sam almost let out a growl as his frustration grew.

"But it's about a kidnapping case, sir. We need to call the police."

"What?!" Sam's eyes lit up with fury.

"Well, uh —" the man at the other end hesitated, "— some old lady was asking about a kid, and said they were kidnapped a few days ago, in the night."

"Any description of the kid?" the blackbearded man pressed on, eager to know what happened.

"The kid's description is a match for the one you just saved."

"Shit."

(Meanwhile, in the Underground...)

Sans and Shamir were standing at the bar, while Grillby was busy cleaning another glass. It seemed like the jaguar had no intention to cut Sans any slack, as he was eyeing the skeleton with red eyes — the feline monster had a better control of his rage — but there was no telling what would happen should the skeleton before him decide to just warp out with no other explanation. On the other hand, Sans was sweating bullets as he stared at the bottle of ketchup before him, sensing his friend's rage and aware he could snap at any moment, and the pent-up tension between them was reaching Grillby too, who inadvertently dropped the glass he was cleaning. The fire elemental had no choice but to casually push his glasses and start speaking, startling his two customers.

"I understand you two have a lot to discuss. Emphasis on a lot, and your tension is starting to get to me." Grillby said, slightly cracking his hands.

"i'm not tensed, not at all," Sans lied through his teeth as he wore his casual grin, "i'm just bonechilling."

"Sans." Shamir said, his expression still gruff, "You knew that I'm not going to let you off the hook, and that's why you asked me to come here."

"i know," the skeleton sighed as he took a chug from the ketchup bottle in front of him, "but are you going to let me tell the story — " Sans paused, "— or will you judge me as i judge the others?"

"Sans, I'm not," the jaguar blinked for a moment, realizing that he had all the reasons to be furious, but it would be futile if he didn't understand what happened. Shamir then reached for the cup of tea Grillby gave him, "but you do need to understand that Alphys has taken your absence a little harder than everyone. You know that I care about their safety, even though they are old enough to look after themselves quite well..."

"i kinda understand what you mean, and i'm sorry you're mad at me. you do have all the reasons to be fiery and all that." Sans said, casually smiling. "i used to be like that with paps, when he was growing up."

"Now that we've moved pasta point, how about you tell me your curious adventure?" the jaguar smiled back, as he sipped some more tea.

"ok, but you're going to need a lot of tea..."

While Sans and Shamir were busy discussing the skeleton scientist's adventure, somewhere else, a small lizard was busy searching away some books on quantum physics as she stood on a somewhat tall ladder, though Alphys was too engrossed in the search to notice that the ladder was a little wobbly with each movement she did. "No, that's not the book...Where the hell have I—AAAGH!" The ladder collapsed, while Alphys got the bad luck of hitting her study's desk in the process, rendering her unconscious, and a pile of books was scattered all around the floor, a few landing on their cover, opened at some random pages.

Somewhere in Waterfall, at the Royal Guard's HQ, Undyne was busy training with Rasha against her powerful magmakinesis, while Ribras and Parvos were watching, though the latter didn't seem quite interested in the fighting itself — his mind was wandering to his father, and to a plan that he conceived about taking the Guard, and it involved either Shamir's kidnapping or his murder — while Ribras was proud to see the young fish monster holding against his wife, even though he secretly wished to see Rasha the victor, despite the fact she was carrying a baby.

"Look, Rasha," Undyne suddenly said, "I don't really want to overdo this training. It's obvious that you are not well enough to train any more."

"It is alright, young Captain." the lioness curtly smiled as she held the magma-coated axe, "I can still—" Rasha was about to say, but she found herself a little nauseous as she dropped the axe, making Ribras jolt as he ran to catch his wife in his large, creamy paws.

"Enough, Rasha," Ribras then said, "even though I understand that you don't want to be a liability, it is better if you'd stop training altogether. The little one's only a few weeks in. And we both want a child, right?"

"Uh, I'm still not fully grasping what's going on, but I have to agree with Ribras." Undyne said as she summoned back her spears. "My Dad has told me about your condition, vaguely."

"Hmph, what kind of a leader are you, right?" Parvos scoffed as he cleaned his right cheek, "I trust it's okay if I wander away from this training, Captain."

"sure, kitty-cat. follow your shadow, you might catch it." Sans said from behind, startling Parvos and the others. "sorry to barge in like that, 'dine, ribras, rasha, parvos. has any of you seen or heard from alphys today?"

The white leopard shook his head, before disappearing in the shadows, while the others were still looking at the skeleton in curiosity. Undyne was a little troubled by Sans' question, as she let out a sigh and sat next to the scientist, who was now chugging some ketchup, while Ribras and Rasha asked for permission to leave — the fish monster simply nodded — and watched the pair of lions going away. It was obvious, by the look on Sans's face, that he was concerned, even though his talk with Shamir was light-hearted. Not to mention he was supposed to return to work — to get the time-travelling machine disabled forever — something Undyne was able to notice quite well.

"i think you could give her a call..." Sans shifted in his place, "i bearly had any time."

"I get it, when you're concerned, you start to defuse yourself by making puns. Can you stop them for a moment, so I can call Alphys?" Undyne said, shooting Sans a deathly stare as she started dialing Alphys's number, and let the phone ring.

"H-hi, this is D-Dr. Alphys! I-If y-you need to c-contact me, j-just leave a v-voice mail a-after the beep!"

"Alphy, if you hear this, please, —" the fish monster hesitated for a moment, "— please, answer me. Sans is worried about you, and so am I. Please, just pick up that phone and let me know you're okay." She then ended the call, and looked at Sans with worry. "She is usually faster than letting someone finish a voice message," the teen Captain of the Royal Guard said. "I hate to bother Dad, but I can't shake this feeling that something bad happened to her."

Undyne then dialed Shamir's number, and luckily for her, the feline monster's voice could be heard at the other end. He was quite relaxed and jovial, given the fact that he was currently discussing Underground life with his father, and she could hear him eating — most likely, it must've been Butterscotch Pie — so she smiled and waited for him to finish before explaining everything.

"What happened, Undyne?" Shamir replied, hearing her soft breathing at the other end.

"Daddy, something happened to Alphys. Sans said he didn't see her at all today, and when I called her, she didn't answer. You know that she answers before you can leave a message." the fish monster said, her voice wavering at times.

"Go home with Sans, see what happened," the jaguar said, determined to understand the facts, "I will join you shortly. And Undyne —"

"Yes, Daddy?"

"Tell Sans I'm forbidding him to use shortcuts. He must be exhausted from everything that happened today." Shamir said, clenching his teeth a little, and Undyne replied that she will do exactly what he said. The fish monster ended the call, and shot yet another stare at the skeleton next to her.

"what?" Sans asked, a little confused by Undyne's dangerous glare.

"We'll walk 'til home."

"why? i'm fine, i can—"

"My father said he forbids you to use shortcuts, and I suppose you don't want to piss him off, right?" the fish monster said as she rose from the bench.

"ok, we'll walk," Sans agreed, though it was obvious that he didn't like it. "say, what really happened with alph when i warped out in another universe? 'cause your dad was a little reluctant to tell me, yet he sounded like it gave you a bad time."

"Dad's been quite affected after what happened to Alphys," Undyne sighed as she looked up towards the ceiling of Waterfall, "ever since that incident, he's been trying to talk to her, and somehow she's allowing him to counsel her. I kinda figured her 'robotic' way of acting was one way to defend her sanity."

"go on," the skeleton said, as his face darkened visibly, a lot of thoughts running through his mind, each darker than the next.

"Anyway," the fish monster dug her hands in the pockets of her usual black pants, "she tried to poison herself with golden flowers. I guess you can imagine the horror on my Dad's parents faces when they found her like that —"

"what?" Sans's pinpricks were gone the moment he heard that, "she tried to —"

"It's not exactly the first time she tries," the teenage fish monster shook her head. "and I won't really go into detail about it."

The skeleton scientist was content to remain silent during the rest of their walk, as he let the realization of everything that happened sink in, and wondered why he got off so easily —

judging by Shamir's pent-up rage, he could've been done for — because he could imagine the low, menacing voice of his jaguar friend telling him how much of a failure he's been, and then the immediate pouncing with his bare paws. It was a sight that he wanted to avoid, with success, so far, and then he asked Undyne to carry on with the story.

"I can't read monsters as well as you do," Undyne said, "but I have an idea about what you're thinking. You're thinking just how lucky you are that my father didn't act on his sheer rage, that he decided, for the sake of Alphys and I, to take things calmly. If he wasn't able, at first, to back up his threats by using force, well I can assure you now that he can back everything up, and he won't be walking away if someone dares to threaten the safety of his family — his whole family, that is — or the values he upholds diligently."

"i guessed as much," Sans forced a smile as his eyesockets were still looking at the wet ground of Waterfall, and dug his hands deeper in the pockets of his blue lab coat, "that is why i hope alph is okay, because otherwise — " he paused for a moment to compose himself, "— i'd be seriously dunked on."

Just as Sans said that, the two monsters realized they were closer to Undyne and Alphys's —

and Catty's, sometimes — house, and the fish monster knocked on the door quite loudly, hoping that someone was at home, but to their misfortune, nobody came to answer the door.

As her natural Determination fueled her, Undyne knocked on the door again, waiting for an answer as patiently as she could, many thoughts crossing her mind, as well as Sans's.

"maybe she's not here," Sans shrugged. "you know she hangs out with catty sometimes, right?"

"Yes, she does, but not today. I can't remember exactly why, but I'm pretty sure it's not today." Undyne rubbed her forehead in frustration. "No, you know what? I'll break down this fucking door."

"whoa there, won't shamir get pissed? he fixed the door like, last week, after you thrashed it and found him and catty kissing under a tree, if you get me."

"NOT NOW, SANS!" the teen fish scowled, as she summoned ten sharp spears with one single thought, "I'm sorry Daddy, but I have to see what happened to Alphys!"

CRACK!

The door looked like someone just launched an armed attack upon their house, and Sans was guffawing a little as they entered, as the entire scene was hilarious to the small skeleton, while Undyne's eyes were still twitching in aggravation. The air felt incredibly heavy with each breath that was taken, and even though the fish monster knew that Alphys used to work in basements where airflow was not enough, she couldn't help feeling that this exact situation was slowly hurting her sister.

"woah, what happened here?" Sans said as he took a look around, "it's like the first war of humans vs. monsters just went through."

"Don't joke about that, Sans," the teen monster shook her head, "Dad's been telling me many things that he saw in King Asgore's books."

"asgore, books about war? now you've goat to be kidding me."

"Say one more pun and I'll supplex your bones out," Undyne hissed as she shot Sans a deathly stare.

"ok, now can we focus on finding alph?"

The two started searching inside, from top to bottom — kitchen, living room, and lab — until Undyne realized that Alphys must've been in the study, like she used to do in some days that she called "Study Days". It seemed like she always marked them with a star, the same thing her favorite character did — it was MewMew, of course — and Undyne waved to Sans that he follows her to the study, while the latter was still puzzled about the fish teen's actions.

"k. so what are we doing in here?"

"She has to be in, 'cause this is her usual Study Day. It's marked with a star, so this must be it, and I'm going to see what the heck — "

Undyne didn't finish her sentence, because what was before her eyes unnerved her greatly, as the whole study was a mess, books were scattered everywhere, the floor was littered with pages that must've torn themselves out in the fall, a broken ladder. A tail could be seen from behind the desk, and for a second, her magical blood froze with fear, something that the fish warrior didn't want to admit.

And it seemed that Sans was also on board with this.

"holy spaghetti," the skeleton could say, voicing out Undyne's thoughts, at least partially. "we have to take her to the dreemurrs as soon as possible."

"Yeah, we have to. I'll let Dad know we're on the way, and you should focus on that shortcut, okay? I'm counting on you, Sans." Undyne said, "So is Alphys."

(Later…)

Shamir was just returning from some errands, when he noticed Sans, Undyne and an unconscious Alphys standing at the door of the Dreemurrs' home, and lightly greeted them as he opened the door. Despite the rather jovial nature he wanted to bring forth, it was obvious that the jaguar was worried sick about his daughter, but the entire situation was about to turn absolutely comical, as the three monsters — except for the yellow lizard who was carried by Undyne — heard something they really didn't expect to hear in such a moment.

"Keep going, Fluffybuns! Don't you dare stop right now!"

"Ehehe~ As you wish, my Scrumptious Pie."

Shamir's eyes and ears twitched in aggravation, as he was used to the Dreemurrs' matinal shenanigans when he caught them on, but he didn't expect to hear them during one of their most intimate moments. It was one of the reasons he brought a paw to cover his — already — crimson face, while Undyne looked at her father with widened eyes, and Sans decided that he should guffaw, because it was too hilarious to miss it.

"so, uh, are they always so….barky?"

"Dog-gonnit Sans!" Shamir hissed, "You're talking about my parents!"

"Totally didn't expect that." Undyne's eyes were still widened as she tried to understand the whole situation. "I'll just put Alphy on the couch, so Sans and I will watch over her. And you can bring Lady Toriel down here, Daddy."

"Yeah, I'll do that," the feline monster nodded, while a thought crossed his mind, "this is going to be very embarrassing for me."

The white robed feline climbed up the stairs with care, while still hearing various sounds from his parents' bedroom, and awkwardly knocked as his face was still a little crimson red. The sounds suddenly stopped, and just when hilarity wasn't enough, Toriel could be heard screaming "What the f—?!"

"By golly, Mom, that's one dirty mouth you have in there." Shamir couldn't help thinking as he held back his laughter, until the matronly goat herself opened the door, to reveal a beautiful negligee she was dressed in, and he could've sworn that she looked quite the rapacious beauty, tearing away that matronly aura she usually carried around.

"H-Howdy, Mom." the jaguar said, still embarrassed.

"Oh, it was just you, my child," she said, surprised to see Shamir this early at home, softening her gaze almost instantly.

"Yeah, but I'm not alone. I need help with something, but, uh, before we go…" the feline monster leaned in to whisper what he just heard, and his mother's reaction was the one he expected out of her.

"Oh my goodness!" Toriel blushed in shame, covering her muzzle with her paws. "Please, do not tell anyone about this."

Shamir laughed heartily, "No one will hear about this, and if either Undyne or Sans heard it, I'll ask them to remain silent about that."

"Why are you three in here?" the goat monster asked, noticing her son's worry.

"It's Alphys, she's unconscious for a while, and hurt."

"I see…Follow me, my child." his mother said, as she took her purple dressing gown over the negligee. "While this is most unfortunate, it is also a good chance for you to practice healing magic."

"Anything to help, Mom," Shamir said as he walked behind her.

In the living room, Undyne was watching over Alphys, while Sans was busy sleeping in one of the armchairs, and when Toriel entered the room, alongside Shamir, the teen Captain couldn't help herself and bowed before the two. The matronly goat simply shook her head and asked Undyne what exactly happened — but since neither knew what really happened — Toriel had to go healing everything she could see, while also teaching her son how to use his healing powers.

"Ready, Shamir?" his mother's voice rang as she was ready to start the healing process. "I'll heal the damage on her head, and you seek out the minor injuries. We can't have you start on a difficult level, right?"

"Right," the jaguar nodded.

"Now, summon the fire in your heart, and try to eliminate all of its' destructive capabilities."

The jaguar's eyes closed for a moment as he focused on calling out "the fire of the Dreemurrs", as he dubbed it, and then, fire engulfed his paws, without really burning him. Noticing his mother's fire was green, he knew that he had to aim for this color as well, and focused even more so he could turn the fire to its' healing properties.

"Good, very good, my child!" Toriel said, proud to see Shamir able to control the fire as well as they did.

"Are you sure this is right?" Shamir asked, a little wavering. He wasn't usually this tense when learning something new, but the fact that Alphys' life was in danger increased the pressure — the pressure would've been higher if it was either of the Dreemurrs, he knew that — and waited for Toriel's reply, his muscles a little stiff.

"The touch of it has to be gentle," the matronly monster said, "let me feel your paws."

She picked Shamir's paws in her own, and felt the green fire was still a little destructive, for Toriel quickly extinguished the small sparkles that ignited in her white paws. "You need to think about the caring nature of yourself as a father, that should help you figure how gentle the healing fire must be."

"Isn't she the best mother you could wish for, Shamir?" the feline monster thought for a moment as he understood what she meant, and doubled his efforts in order to make his fire a true healing power, like his mother's was. Closing his azure eyes, thinking how much he wanted to do anything just to see Alphys alright, he healed every small cut and bruise he could notice on the small lizard's skin, while Toriel was busy handling every other major injury the lizard might've had. She was proud of Shamir's work, for he managed to tune his healing fire just right and it seemed that Toriel's words were enough motivation for him to focus and try again. "Now he's onto a better path, and yet, there's lingering doubt within his soul, as he is very much afraid of falling again on the wrong path," the matronly goat thought as she looked at the jaguar, who was now sitting on the adjacent armchair with his arms folded.

It was a dampening silence, as none dared to say anything — with the exception of Sans, who was still soundly asleep on the couch, but Undyne wanted to know just what was her father thinking, while Toriel was off to the kitchen to prepare some tea.

"Do you think she'll be fine?" the fish monster said, as she looked at the lizard laid on the couch.

"I don't know. All we can do is hope." Shamir said with a guttural voice.

" 'mmph what are you doing alph", mumbled Sans in a sleepy voice, surprising the two monsters that were looking over the still unconscious lizard, and Shamir couldn't help his laughter.

"He's always doing that when he's asleep," the jaguar said, "Papyrus told me that he heard things."

"No way," Undyne facepalmed, "now he must've shattered Papyrus's thoughts on romance."

"…nngh…" Alphys muttered as she slowly blinked, "wh…e…re am…I?"

Both Shamir and Undyne were beaming with happiness as they stood above the small lizard, and explained to her how she ended up in the Dreemurr's home, all while Toriel brought tea for everyone. It seemed like the whole ordeal was now slowly going to be forgotten, and yet Alphys didn't want this accident to happen again, because she told them exactly what happened before she was knocked out unconscious.

"S-So that's why I d-don't want to scare you anymore. I p-promise I'll organize the study better! A-And I'll get a b-better ladder!"

"NGAAH! No more ladders for you, sis. We'll reorganize the study, together!" Undyne said, as she held out one of her fists in the air.

"i hafta ask, tori," Sans said as he woke up, "was the fluffybuns train comfortable enough?"

"Sans." Shamir said as he shot the skeleton a deathly stare, "Enough, you're crossing a line in here."

"relax, buddy. would it really be that harmful for you to laugh at this?"

"Tsk." the jaguar shook his head and kept drinking his tea, his eyes a mix of red and blue, as if battling with his wits.

"No need to be aggressive, my child," Toriel lifted one of her paws, smiling gently. "It's simply his way of reaching sensitive subjects. I understand why you're bothered by his, sometimes, sick sense of humor. But he's harmless with it."

"Mom, I'm sorry. I know I'm all grown and all that, but I find it disturbing for some reason." the feline replied. "That subtlety is easy to catch on, and he knows it."

"Bahahaha," Asgore's laughter rang from the hall, hearing Shamir's words. "Shamir is quite the gentleman, isn't he, Tori? He treats romance with respect, it seems."

"and yet he got frisky with catty. well, aren't you a little hypocritical?"

"Damnit Sans!" Shamir said, as he spat his tea, his muzzle covered in the liquid.

(Two days later…)

"This day will be special, special, special!" Bratty thought as she and Catty were walking towards Dahlia's shop, which seemed to be quite visited today — something that the female deer was not very accustomed to, because she never had that many clients — and she noticed that it was quite profitable as well. While the female alligator was busy with her thoughts, Catty was still in shock as she never expected him to be that determined, and yet…

"He was so cute holding that small box, smiling with glee, his eyes betraying that small fear…"

Dahlia was surprised to see the two females, but upon noticing the small ring on Catty's finger (?), she figured that something must've been up, and tried her best to serve them with the most beautiful dresses in the Underground — she also catered for the gentlemonsters, giving them the best suits in town — while also chattering a bit with them.

"So, who's the lucky monster?" the female deer asked, while taking measurements of Catty's sizes.

Trying to play it cool, Catty just replied that it was someone every monster knew, and that he was kind. "Yeeah, he's really nice to me, and he does everything to make sure I'm okay."

"Oh, I see." Dahlia replied, as she felt a little sad for Shamir. In fact, she was secretly admiring the Prince of Monsters, mainly because he was able to bring himself back on the track with some help, that was true, but he came out as a strong character.

"Yeah, Catty's like, right!" Bratty cued in as she looked at her friend, "He's quite the impressive character, and likes to do what is right."

The purple feline couldn't help thinking at the night she talked with Shamir for the first time. There was so much separating them as individuals, their lives, their ways of being, and yet he wasn't going to give up on her just because other monsters were always seeing her as a "stray cat", to put it mildly.

"We're alone, no need to throw my title around…"

"You're still royalty, Shamir, and I'm not. It's simple as that."

"You think this would stop me from looking after you?"

"Don't say this just to pity me."

"I'm not saying this out of pity, Catty. I want to know what made the strong-willed woman before me turn bitter."

"Strong-willed…? I kinda lost that…"

"Your dance with me seemed to prove otherwise."

"Miss Catty?" Dahlia asked, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." Catty replied, her voice wavering, a little shaken up by the bittersweet memory.

"Your dress will be done in the afternoon," the female deer said, noticing that her client was getting quite uncomfortable. "Prey tell, is it the white leopard, somehow? He has that kind of strong character," Dahlia tried to find out who it was.

"I guess you'll see in the afternoon," Catty said, as if she picked up the saleswoman's intentions or chose to just let it slide.

Bratty and Catty left the shop with a few thoughts in their mind – the first was hyped for all the fun at today's most expected event, while the latter was wondering why Dahlia asked if it was Parvos the one she was going to be with. "Maybe it's just me, or she tried to pull my tongue because I was so secretive? I bet she knows who the feline I chose to be with is."

Later on, Alphys, along with Undyne, came for the same kind of shopping, which made the female deer question what was truly going on with them — she had a hunch, but she couldn't really tell — though monsters all over the Underground were excited about this day, saying the king and queen had a surprise for all of them.

"Hopefully, one day, some miracle will happen."

"The Judgement Hall", as it was called, became for today a different kind of hall. Justice was cast aside to make place for the reunion of love, in which light could shine with no holding back and the birds would chirp beautifully for a new future that seemed to bring the monsters' hope back.

King Asgore was standing at the end of the hall, and scores of monsters were sitting on the benches brought for this marvelous event that was about to unfold before them. Gerson could say it reminded him of the humans' churches, something he was vaguely familiar with, and felt at peace, even though it's been a very, very long time since he last felt like this. A part of him ached for the loss of Gertrude, he wished that she was here…and yet, his old eye turned towards the main event, noticing how tensed the two monsters next to Asgore were.

Shamir and Sans were quite excited to see their brides, which would be announced by the sound of royal trumpets, and Asgore did his best to comfort his son and his friend at such a great moment of life, while Toriel was proudly watching from the sidelines, smiling as a familiar memory came to her — when her relationship with Asgore was in some ways, made official. Eventually, after some fumbling, the trumpets announced the two beautiful brides, which were Catty and Alphys, the latter still troubled and a little panicky about the whole thing.

"No worries, we're like, taking the guys we want!" Catty laughed, trying to defuse the tension building within Alphys. "C'mon, you're going to dance with him all night, I know that, mhmm~"

"C-Catty, oh my G-God, you're sometimes—!" Alphys slightly blushed. "Y-yes, thanks for the encouragement, t-though!"

"We've gathered here today, to celebrate the union of two beautiful pairs. On one side, Shamir and Catty, and on another, Sans and Alphys," Asgore began to say, trying to remember what his father used to say when they were…officially recognized as a pair, as he looked towards Toriel with a funny gaze. "They have decided to make their love known to all of us, in the most solemn way, and I'm proud to witness such blooming love."

He then turned towards Shamir and Catty.

"Shamir Dreemurr, will you take Catty as your wife? Protect her, and see to her welfare, no matter what may come?"

"I do," Shamir replied, holding the purple feline's paws within his.

"Catty Pawsers, will you take Shamir as your husband? Stay along with him, support him in his times of need, no matter what may come? "

"Like, I do!" Catty said, with her usual playful smile.

In the background, Ribras and Rasha were looking at the two felines with glee, and both thought Shamir was finally doing things right, even though he confessed to Ribras that he was still afraid of falling back on a dangerous path. Yet, the lion promised solemnly that he will stick alongside him, as his best friend, something that the jaguar wasn't going to forget too soon. After questioning Sans and Alphys, Asgore declared that the two male monsters could kiss their brides, moment in which monsterkind was shouting with joy, wishing them prosperity, health, and everything else that they could ask for.

(That night…)

The two feline Dreemurrs were sharing Shamir's bed that night, and while it felt surreal, the jaguar never thought that a day of blissful serenity would be interrupted by a nightmare so dastardly. He thought that all of his fears were somehow defeated, and conquered, but this one seemed to prove that wasn't the case.

It was pitch black for a few moments, before he could see Asriel hunted by some humans, as he ran for his life. "Asriel!" the jaguar thought as he ran towards the small monster child, hoping to get there before the humans did. He noticed that he didn't have any swords, and his magic was weak as if he couldn't fully use it, but the feline didn't care at all about his safety. His brother's life had to be saved, and if he could help, he'd stay in the path of the humans, gritting his teeth and tearing for blood. Reaching the goat monster, he tried to put a paw on his shoulder, only for it to slip through Asriel, and Shamir's eyes widened in shock.

"No…Asriel, can you hear me?" the jaguar tried to speak, but the goat monster didn't seem to know he was there.

"What's happening? Why can't I—" Shamir thought as he was forced to assist to everything, as the humans eventually reached Asriel and surrounded him.

"You filthy animal!" one of the humans said, "You've killed an innocent child! We're not going to let you out of here alive!"

"WhO sAiD I'll lEt yOu LiVE?" a glitched voice came out from Asriel. "YoU diD nOtHiNg tO sAvE mE! YoU dIDn't cArE aT aLL! LeT's kiLL tHeM aLL, AsRieL!"

"Chara, no! I don't want to hurt them!"

"What the—" the jaguar's eyes widened, "I don't understand?!"

"ThEy wErE hUnTiNg mE LiKe I wAs sOmE sOrT oF bEaSt! ThAt's wHy I rAn fRoM tHeM all! ThEy wAnT tO sEE yOuR rAcE dEsTrOyEd, tHeY kEpT yOu aLiVe sO tHeY cAn sEnD a pOwErFuL hUmAn tO eRaDiCaTe yOu! I cAmE dOwN hAtInG tHe hUmAnS, aNd I wAs wiLLinG tO eNd yOuR LiVeS mYseLf!"

"Ch-Chara?! W-why?!"

The glitched voice resumed the normal voice Chara had, "Because I love you too much to see you perish at the hands of another."

"Too late, you filthy weird creature, you'll die!" another human said, as he threw a pitchfork through Asriel, the latter yelling in pain. "Now, everyone! Strike with everything you have!"

"ASRIEL, NO!"

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" Shamir yelled in the dead of night, waking Catty up, as well as Toriel, both females hearing the jaguar mumbling something like "Azzy, no, no, no! Ch-Chara, w-what have y-you done!"

"M-my child…?" Toriel's eyes widened as she put her paws to her muzzle, "W-What have you seen?"

"Asriel. Killed. Humans merciless. Chara." the jaguar's speech seemed to have been reduced to a few words, as if trying to get over the shock.

"Like, you saw the death of Prince Asriel?" Catty asked, as shocked as Toriel.

"Yes." Shamir nodded. "Though, I c-can't understand wh-why I heard Chara too. Maybe it's connected to…to those glyphs i-in Waterfall, those about the war?"

"A beast with unfathomable power…" the matronly goat murmured to herself."I'll bring you some tea to ease your nerves. Perhaps it will help you sleep better."

"Sorry, Catty, sorry, Mom," the jaguar apologized. "Maybe I should sleep on the couch, so I'm closer to the kitchen for more tea."

"No, Shamir. Like, I love cuddling with you, you're so soft! ~" the purple feline teased him, her eyes almost reading through his SOUL.

Shamir sighed before replying, "Ok, I'll stay."

(Three days later…)

"I still can't get that dream out of my mind," Shamir said as he was sitting at the kitchen table, next to Asgore and Toriel, while Catty was out for her work at the Papyrus Resort. "It's been far too real…And I can't help but wonder what the next will show me, because there has to be a reason why I saw it."

"It's not good to dwell on them for too long, Shamir," Asgore said, "for they will draw you back on the wrong path. Or they could illuminate you. They are like swords, they can cut both ways."

"You're right about that, Dad." the jaguar smiled gently.

(Music:Undertale – Gaster's Theme Calm Remix [Extended])

From the Void, someone was watching the events unfold, as he was ready to do everything he could to warn the feline Dreemurr of the potential danger ahead, of the times that have passed in order for him to fully understand the threat that lingered like a sword above their heads. Although Chara, and Asriel, were slightly displeased with the choice of memory that the Doctor imparted with their older brother — the former because it made him look like a traitor, like a wanna-be murderer, like he was going to commit a full Genocide route, while the latter was concerned about the fact Chara was indeed giving in to their darker side that day, no matter what pain they might have been through.

"Hey, Gaster, you still think it was a good idea, you know, to give him that kind of a hint?" Chara scoffed as he was standing with his arms folded. "We're the only ones who know what the real danger is, and chances are he won't understand until it's too late. Ink might think you can hold out against Error, but that prick is something and Shamir, no matter how strong he might be on the inside, is still oblivious to the large picture."

"I trust there will be monsters that'll show him that he has to piece the details together." The tall, dark robed scientist said. "He is smart, and while he can be reckless under wrong guidance, he still has the best interests of the Dreemurr family, and the Underground, at heart. He's easily corruptible, that's why he's trying so hard to stay on this newly found path."

"He's a kind brother," Asriel noticed Shamir's behavior, "I wish I could give him a hug, he clearly deserves it, for all the bad time he's been through."

"Hate to admit it, but I'd do that too." Chara huffed, although he wasn't too open about his own feelings.

"I still have to warn him about the danger Error represents, in some way or another. Even if he figures it out at a later time, the knowledge will be enough for him to find a way back, should the timeline fall under the dark, glitch-like skeleton's attack." Gaster said, holding a hand to his chin, deep in thoughts.

"But if our timeline gets erased, how can it be brought back?!" Asriel yanked on his ears, a little panicked. "He's but one monster! He can't do everything—"

"Prince Asriel," the scientist gazed at him with the softest of looks he could muster, "Ink has imparted with me knowledge I will be sure to give to your brother. But first, he has to be clear of every doubt within before he could truly rise to the task."

"And…?" Chara said, noticing the skeleton was withholding something.

"And that will only be done if he ends up in a positive timeline — there are chances he could end up in the Classic timeline, or the Alpha timeline. The Alpha timeline is a little basic as it is, but is full of monsters willing to defy fate — and Dream is the one that guards over it."

"Dream? Dream who?" Asriel asked, curious of this new knowledge.

"Dream!Frisk, one of the few humans who evolved to this stage of Multiverse Guardian. He will be able to watch over Shamir, hopefully."

(At night, in the Altershift universe…)

It seemed like he was the only one able to see all this, and everyone treated this like it was just some nightmares. He wasn't able to see things in the future or anything, he was just a simple jaguar monster, able to wield fire, wind and electricity, and afraid of how to use all this power. "But why?" the jaguar wondered as he stood with his eyes were gazing at the ceiling, and listened to Catty's soft purring as she held him tight. "I'm tired of these nightmares that make no sense at all…"

The dreamscape, however, wasn't going to let him rest this night either, as if someone enjoyed torturing him to the sight of horrible things — but in truth, Gaster wasn't willing to use the Void's powers to do such things — and yet, those horrible things were somehow crucial, yet he didn't understand them, or knew what it meant.

(Music: [UNDERTALE] Error!Sans Megalovania[Beethovenus])

"wHaT iS tHaT, aNoThEr gLiTcH?" a strange voice called out to him out of the darkness, making Shamir stand at the ready, summoning his Dual Firesabers. If anything, he wasn't going to let the enemy, whoever that was, take him over so easily, until the voice repeated itself. "wHeRe tHe heLL aRe yOu? sHoW yOuR—yOu—yOuRseLf!"

"Whoever you are, whatever you are," Shamir growled threateningly, "I want to see your face before I crush you to dusty pieces!"

"iF tHaT's yOuR wIsH, hErE i aM!" the voice said, as light blinded them both for a few moments, the jaguar still keeping an aggressive stance as he noticed a skeleton before him…but he felt quite strange in appearance.

The word ERROR was surrounding his body all over, and his eyes were flashing sometimes yellow, sometimes red. He wore a black jacket that covered a red shirt, and had a very, very sinister smile, as if he were on the border of insanity, not caring about anything in the world. "I feel threatened. Afraid, even," Shamir thought as he tightened his grasp on the Firesabers and gritted his teeth, his eyes again mixing the colors red and blue. "But if there's one thing I learned from all of my lessons, is that only overcoming my fears I can hope to be better, only putting the fight when it's absolutely necessary I can hope to become stronger, and that the fight should have a greater goal than just pure feeding of one's pride."

"Who are you, now that I've gotten a better look at your face?" the white-robed feline hissed.

"hAhA, cUriOuS tHat yOu aSk mE tHiS, wHeN yOu sHoULd bE rUnNiNg fOr yOuR LiFe!" the skeleton before him laughed maniacally. "i aM eRrOr sAnS, dEsTrOyEr oF aU's. yOu pRoBaBLy doN't kNoW wHaT i mEaN bY tHat, rIgHt?"

"No, I don't," Shamir replied on a neutral tone. "So, tell me, why do I get these very, very unfriendly vibes out of you? 'Cause you're definitely not like my Sans."

"i'll give you the courtesy of le-lea-leaving m-m-my a-all time glitch-y-y voice." Error!Sans shrugged, "s-so-o you can u-un-understand me better. i-i h-have to destr-oy-oy all glitches. y-yo-u are one o-of th-them!"

"I'm definitely not a glitch, whatever that is." the jaguar squinted his eyes. "I'm the Captain of the Royal Guard, alongside my daughter, Undyne, so you'd better reconsider your choice of words."

"y-y-ou think y-y-your threats s-ss-scare me? y-ou are p-p-owerless-s-s before m-me, way l-low it i-isn't funny!" the darkened skeleton said, "a-and th-that's wh-wh-why des-s-troying you will-ll be ea-a-sy!"

It was Shamir's turn to see that Error was enough of a prideful asshole as he was, but this skeleton was borderline resembling Ratoveros, in his misguided pride. "Wow, you think you're extremely strong, don't you? You also think your threats scare me," the jaguar said as he raised his Firesabers, ready to take Error head-on. "At first, these would have a lot of effect on me. And now, you'd be surprised to know I'm willing to cross hell with you, if it means keeping them all safe!"

"yOu'LL eAt yOuR wOrDs fOr diNnEr!" Error smiled menacingly, as blue threads were coming to overwhelm Shamir from every direction

It was then the jaguar awoke, but this time, he felt a surge of Determination running through his body, and got out of bed. If anything, this surge of Determination was calling out to him to fight, and he couldn't withstand it right now — so when he showed up at Gerson's shop, startling the old warrior, it was obvious in his gaze that something happened, and he was willing to tell the old turtle.

"Woah there, young'in. You're telling me you're filled with Determination?" Gerson asked, noticing the jaguar was fiercely fighting against the training earth fighters the old warrior summoned, trying to make each wave more dangerous than the other.

"Y-yes," the jaguar said, between labored panting, "And it won't go away until I fight till complete exhaustion."

"That's strange, no other monster — except Undyne — has this much natural Determination. Perhaps there is something more that fuels the young Dreemurr to fight like this," the turtle was thinking as he summoned a new wave of earth fighters.

"We'll stay up the rest of the night until this Determination of yours recedes for now." the old turtle nodded.

(The Void)

"Great, now he's full of Determination," Chara laughed. "It's impressive that he can call out THAT much Determination. But still, he's also quite stressed by the fact he was unprepared for the vision."

"I'm hoping that he will be able to fight Error one day, if that will happen," Gaster said, folding his arms. "But even if he can't fight him back, Shamir Dreemurr will find another way to make things right."

"For the moment, Doctor, looks like our future is uncertain…" Asriel piped in, "But should it really become brighter than it was, I am looking forward to everything."

"So do I, Azzy," Chara said.

"So do I."

A/N: My God, I made eight thousand words?! Wow, Determination was strong with me.
Well, this concludes — for real, this time — the story of Altershift as a whole.
I trust that you enjoyed them!