Frisk dodged another toy knife, waiting for the ACT button to appear.

Where is it?

The wall of toy knives stood between her and Flowey, who was cackling at her struggling. Instead of his usual form, he had evolved into a mega monster- something Frisk called "Omega Flowey". He had absorbed the six souls- each petal was replaced with a metallic tube, each soul floating in the middle of one of them. One of the tubes was glowing cyan, indicating his control over Tessa's soul. His face was replaced with a TV screen, which now had the cyan soul on it. In red, bold writing, a sign saying "WARNING" glitched onto it and began flashing.

There was some of Tessa's tortured screaming as background music before he switched to a different child's soul.

Ethan's gloves materialized before her, along with the soul on screen. The tube around his soul also was glowing orange as well. The gloves moved in a circular motion towards her. She would have to weave through them to get to the ACT button, typically.

But it wasn't there.

Frisk still played along, growing more confused and worried about what the timeline was doing to itself.

The scene disappeared and was replaced with Harmony's attack sequence. And then Ivan's. And then Emily's. And finally, she had gotten to Aiden's. She seemed to be worn out- she had no way to recover HP without their help.

"What's wrong?" Flowey snickered, "Looking for the ACT button? Oh, that little gadget caused me so much trouble the past million times! So I destroyed it!" He broke into a fit of laughter again, one of his green, thorny arms going into her chest.

Frisk's HP bar drained to one. He pulled his arm out and she nearly fell backwards, struggling with so much blood loss. Her vision began to go a little wonky.

No… not now…

She tried to lift her hand to press, "RESET."

Flowey shattered it.

"And without being able to ACT… the souls have no control over what they're doing. They can't

sense the pain you're in, how you feel. They can't rebel against me if they don't know what's going on. Your soul and this WORLD will be mine!"

"..." The stain in her sweater began to get larger and larger. She was losing consciousness.

The six souls swirled around her.

HP: 20/20

*Flowey's defense dropped to zero!*

Frisk… I know you can do it…

KICK HIS ASS!

You've got this!

Your probability of success is rather high.

I believe in you!

We're counting on ya, Frisk!

The wounds faded and Frisk grinned, a spark in her eyes. She used her sword to cut through his hand. Flowey's form glitched. She kept consistent with her attacks, until…

HP: 1/20

FILE 78990999999: SAVED

"Were you expecting to be backed into a corner again?" Flowey chuckled, one of the thorny vines curling around her. There was no escape this time...

"I will save and reload your own death! So you and your friends can deal with the pain of dying and watching you die over and over! It's like killing seven humans with one thorn!"

Death.

RELOADED.

Death.

RELOADED.

Death.

RELOADED.

Death.

RELOADED.

Death.

RELOADED

Death.

RELOADED.

Death.

RELOADED.

Suddenly, a circle of Flowey's bullets surrounded her soul. Just like at the beginning. As they rushed towards her soul, she closed her eyes and tried to not think about it.

HP: 20/20

"W-what? What's going on? Where are my powers? The souls? What are they doing?" The six began to shake, as if to try and shift his control and the power he had over them.

"NO! You can't do that! After so many runs… you're supposed to obey me! Stop! STOP IT! STOP!"

There was a blinding flash of light as Flowey lost control.

And Frisk's whole world went dark.

"..."

"Frisk..." There was a familiar voice as she was nudged.

"..."

"Frisk, wake up." There's another one.

"..."

"Wake up, loser." Another.

"..."

"Please wake up...!" Another.

"..."

"Oh, come on..." Another.

"I GOT THIS!" And- wait, was that-

"OW!"

"Slapping them works every time, heh." When she opened her eyes, it was Ethan in front of her, with a satisfied signature grin. And the other five stood around him, relieved.

"Ow..." Frisk repeated as she put a hand to her head, her other hand helping her sit up, "What's going on?"

"Well, Frisk... I guess it's safe to say we're at the end." Aiden responded, tipping his hat, "Or… you are, really."

"Huh? Oh, yeah…" She remembered the events that had just went down.

"This is where we part. You're going to have to decide... reset, or continue to the surface one final time." He explained, his expression blank.

"...what do you guys think?"

"It's not important what we think, Frisk." He pointed out, looking away, "We died. We're not supposed to be a part of this world anymore."

"But.. I'd prefer your input."

"She's not gonna give in," there was a soft sigh from behind her. It was Chara, his red eyes shining. He was wearing a green hoodie with a yellow stripe across the center, "Too determined for that."

"I think we should vote." Tessa proposed, "And... we figure it out together. Whichever side has the most votes wins."

"Okay, why the hell not? I say she keeps going. Finishes the cycle. Once and for all." Ethan said, pulling his bandanna tight, "It's the best option."

"So one vote to move forward..." Frisk waited for someone else to speak.

"I don't like that idea... it's not the best ending we can get. I say we go back." Emily countered, folding her hands, "Like… I dunno…"

"Agreed. Only a fool would want to move forward..."

"Well, guess we're on different sides of the argument, Iv. I think we best end this." Aiden looked at his empty gun, sighing.

"Harmony?"

"I saw every timeline... every time we died... I don't want to suffer through that again... I don't want any of us to... I'm with Ethan and Aiden."

"Tessa...?"

"I... I don't like the idea of moving forward. If we go back, we can get the right ending... the one you want." After that, she fell quiet again and didn't say anything.

"Hey, guess that means it's an even split. So, Frisk. What do you choose?" Chara asked, his eyes gleaming

"I... I'm not sure."

"Well, we can wait. We aren't going anywhere."

"What about you, Chara?"

"...I'll wait for you to make your decision to make mine."

"Okay... I want to... continue..."

"Chara?"

"I'm with Frisk."

"So then... we do it together, one and all?" Emily asked.

"Yeah... we got into this mess together... we're gonna get out of it together."

A moment of silence passed across the group.

"Hey, Frisk? Before you go, I want you to have something..."

Tessa took her ribbon out of her hair, brushing it off, "When someone doubts you were here... or that you've found us..." She tied it around Frisk's wrist, "You prove them wrong..."

"Hey, I like said idea." Ethan took off his bandanna, smoothing his hair back over where the bandanna once was, "Here, ya punk."

"To be fair, I'm older than you," Frisk smirked, "But whatever."

"Well, to be fair, this seems like a thing now." Harmony slipped off her ballet slippers. Ethan snorted.

"What's so funny?" She folded her arms after Frisk took the slippers.

He snickered, "Your feet are tiny." It even sounded funnier to him out loud.

"No, they aren't-"

"They kinda are." Ivan chimed in.

"This is supposed to be sweet, stop commenting on my foot size!"

"But they are!" Ethan argued.

"Well, my shoes are better than a sweaty bandanna!"

"Hey! I can't even sweat here, so it's perfectly clean!"

Emily laughed, "Huh, right up to the end you two are still being ridiculous."

"No, we aren't!" Both argued.

"I'm not the guy for this mushy stuff, but I'm more so asking a favor of you rather than giving you something- sort of." He held out his notebook- the only possession he truly treasured.

"Iv… damn, I always thought you'd want to get buried with that thing." Aiden remarked, a little surprised he was so okay with giving it up.

"I want everyone to see what we've discovered here… it's an interesting contribution to our history. Proof that monsters exist." Frisk took it slowly.

"Hey, you can have my frying pan!"

"It hasn't even existed for half of the fanfic!"

"Ivan, stop breaking the fourth wallllllll!"

"And, of course, you can have my gun." Aiden held it out.

"For real? That thing makes up you in your entirety-" Ethan raised his eyebrows.

"Isn't that what all of this is given to her for? Ribbon was given to Tess a while ago, you've always had that bandanna, Harmony's a ballerina, Ivan's pretty much a scientist, Emily's a chef, and my gun is- well, me. Future police officer material. Well, I was." He said, remembering his dreams would never come true because he was dead.

Everyone looked to Chara.

"What, you're expecting something from me too?"

"...no…" Frisk lied, whistling and looking away.

"Fine, but you're annoying." He pulled a locket out of his pocket, "It's weird… Asriel must've wanted you to have this. I never had it as a ghost… so now I guess it's from me and Asriel. You know, if you don't treasure this locket, I WILL kill you. For real. I will come back from the dead to kill you." He pulled out a chain from in his hoodie, "So go out there and end this cycle."

Frisk hugged him. He only hugged her by force, "Ew… the hug's not floofy enough for my taste." He mumbled, letting her cling to him as long as she wanted.

She let go and looked at him again, "So, you guys are all okay with this?"

They all nodded.

"Thanks, guys. Honestly, I'll never forget you."

"You better not. I better be in all of the history books!"

"Of course you would want to, Ethan." Harmony sighed with a small grin.

All together, the eight of them hit the continue button, and there was a flash before the other seven disappeared.

October 5th, 20XX,

Dear Ms. Frisk,

We know today isn't an easy day for you, and we believe you're telling the truth- monsters exist. I, Ian, have observed Ivan's notebook thoroughly. Those drawings are simply creatures you can just make up. They are real, even if no one but us thinks it's true- Theresa hopes you feel better, along with the rest of us, Elliot suddenly thinks he can find Mt. Ebott (which won't happen, we're not letting him up there), Hope gives her condolences and promises to help too. Emilia made the cookies attached with this note and Adrien's counting on you. So, just because the rest of the world can see what we can, doesn't mean we will give up.

We will free monsters.

Love, Theresa, Elliot, Hope, Ian, Emilia, and Adrien

THE END

Okay, that's misleading. This isn't all lol, we still have a couple more chapters before this cringefest is over. Also no excuses for not updating except life... also you get a cookie if you can connect the names at the end.

-Ninja