Chapter 13: Frisk
"Doesn't it seem too easy?" Baldi said as the heroes walked.
"What do you mean?" replied Cuphead. A Construct appeared. Six waved her hand, and suddenly, it was gone.
"I mean, first time we had an adventure, we had trouble everywhere we went," Baldi said. "Every step of the way there was some challenges that we had to overcome. Some invincible enemy that we had to defeat."
"Sure, this time hasn't been easy. But we picked up you and Six with virtually no problems at all. Tim has a way to go to any universe he chooses, right? So why haven't we seen him, except for that one time?"
Everyone stayed silent and pondered over these questions.
The landscape around them changed. The air did, too. It suddenly felt like they were in a very large cavern.
"This exit leads to the junction between the Hotlands and the CORE of Undertale," Monika said, interrupting everyone's thoughts.
"And how do you know this?" questioned Mr. Peterson.
"I get around," Monika replied. "Everyone ready?"
"And do you know what would have happened, if I hadn't made that promise?" Sans asked from across the table.
Frisk suddenly felt a little cold.
"Eh, I would still be your pal." he said, winking.
Frisk breathed a sigh of relief.
The front door banged open, and in walked a terrifying ensemble of entities.
It was certainly a frightening crowd, to be sure. First walked in a gigantic man with the thickest muscles that Frisk had ever seen. He sported a handlebar mustache, and was carrying around his gigantic shovel for some reason. Even after some time, it was still smeared with… something.
Frisk smiled. "How are you, Mr. Peterson?"
The man seemed to be hiding a smile of his own beneath his mustache. "I'm alright."
He was the least weird of the crew, as it was revealed when the next figure stepped in, a gigantic robot bear. He was still legitimately one of the most terrifying things that Frisk had ever seen in her life.
Frisk's grin grew wider. "I missed you, Freddy,"
"I missed you too. Kids look out for kids," the bear replied.
Next through the door was a friendly-looking sort of fellow who might have been someone's teacher, wearing a green shirt and blue pants. His right pant leg was completely clean.
"How are your students, Baldi?" Frisk asked.
"Well-taught," the math professor replied, looking happier than he had in a long time.
The fourth entity that walked in looked like he was from a Disney cartoon, if Disney was all about murdering and death. He was short, stout, black, and white. Even after all this time, Frisk still couldn't tell what he was supposed to be.
"Bullying Mama much, Bendy?" Frisk asked with a conspiratorial wink.
Bendy winked back. "You betcha."
The fifth one in was purple and shaped like an egg. It had a face like a cat, but it walked on two short legs. She - at least, it seemed like a she - spotted a tiara and two sharp fangs that still seemed out of place.
"Bullying Bendy much, Mama?" Frisk asked again with an identical wink.
The toy's left eyelid closed and reopened. "Wouldn't have it any other way,"
A sixth someone walked in, a short, cartoon -
"Are we done with the introductions yet?"
A tall girl with pale skin and coral brown hair swept into the room, wearing a very familiar outfit of a grey blouse and a short blue skirt.
"Why is she here," Frisk said, her tone arctic.
"Yes, why is she here?" Chara echoed in her mind.
"I'm on the team now. Everyone agreed." Monika said, batting her eyelashes.
Frisk looked at her friends. They all looked uncomfortable, but they were nodding their heads.
Frisk pinched the bridge of her nose. "Fine. Fine. It's fine."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh, it's you guys again." Sans remarked, as if he had only seen them just now. "I'm not coming with you guys. You made me do a ton of work."
Everyone inwardly prepared to wince.
"A skele-ton," Sans said, winking.
His ten audience members all groaned at the same time.
"We're here for Frisk, not you." the Player said. It had been a while since he opened his mouth. His throat was a little sore.
"Oh, alright then. Have fun, kid." Sans said, waving them off.
"What about that promise?" Frisk asked.
Sans' eyes suddenly disappeared.
"I have every intention of keeping it,"
His eyes reappeared. "Take some pictures, OK?"
The skeleton got up, turned around, and walked out past the group and through the exit.
Mr. Peterson peered through the window. "He's not there anymore,"
Everyone just stood around for a moment, unsure of what to do.
"Shall we go, then?" the Player said.
And so, the group of ten walked out of the MTT resort and off to their final destination.