Disclaimer: Okay. As much as there are many chapters in this story that I enjoyed writing, this is definitely one of my favorites. Mostly because of the fact we're getting into the big finale.

TheParadoxicalOxymoron: I'm glad you enjoyed the Mew Mew fight. As for the upcoming fight, you'll have to wait and see. Asgore, or Flowey, or Asriel; it's hard to answer what is coming up next.

I don't own Undertale.

"Speaking"

Thinking

Chara speaking


"Dum dee dum…oh? Is someone there? Just a moment! I have almost finished watering these flowers." This… is Asgore?

His voice was deep; though, it was by no means the same baritone as Sans. How he spoke, though it was such a simple request, she felt compelled to obey it. Even then, watching the king of the Underground ask for just a little more time to water his garden... she was terrified, yet Andi could not help but give a small amused smile at his actions.

"… here we are!" Asgore sat the silver can down, resting it in a place that would not crush the flowers around him more than him walking atop their yellow petals. "Howdy! How can I…?" He turned around and, like a switch being flipped, a look of fear and disappointment swept over his face. "Oh…" Asgore looked away, and at that moment, it was clear to the two of them that he was not expecting their arrival. Did he know we had even fallen down here? He sighed, a regret filled noise, and turned back to them with a weak smile. "I so badly want to say, 'would you like a cup of tea?' But… you know how it is…" Asgore walked over to one of the windows, purple cape billowing out behind him with each step, looking out at the scenery outside. "Nice day today, huh? Birds are singing, flowers are blooming… perfect weather for a game of catch." He sighed again, each second of their presence hurting the king. "… you know what we must do."

They did... no one wanted to though. I don't want to fight Asgore, Andi repeated in her head. I don't want to fight him. "We... we do, Your Majesty." Her voice was quiet, not as confident as she would have preferred it, but it did the trick. Asgore's eyes widened, not expecting a reply. "We would not be here before you, if we did not know what is to come." Was she being too formal, for someone about to enter a fight for their life? It seemed like she was.

He nodded solemnly anyways, dismissing his surprise. "If that is what you wish, when you girls are ready, come into the next room." Back facing them once again, he walked towards a doorway in the far back of the throne room. His head turned slightly to stare at an object draped in a white cape under a window in the corner, bowing his head, and vanished from view altogether.

The two exchanged a look, and Frisk took the first step. Unlike the golden hall, where each footfall echoed, the noise around them was muffled by the flora sprouting around their boots. The sounds of birds was much stronger, showing how much closer they were to the top. To the Surface. "Frisk?" Andi paused before passing through the archway, looking over at the draped item. From looking at it, it almost remained her of another... throne. "... Toriel?"

"Toriel." That was all Frisk had to say, and... it made a lot of sense.

"A lonely king. With the story you told me, about the human child and Asriel... were they their kids?" She nodded. It really... all made sense now. Chara fell down, and was adopted by the family. Though what exactly happened, that killed the young children, Andi still wasn't sure. It did not matter, in the end. She had far more pressing issues to deal with at the moment.

"How tense…" Asgore said, once they rejoined him. The hall was grey, just as it was before. Grey bricks, lit only by mounted torches every few steps. "Just think of it like… a visit to the dentist." Andi rose a brow at the choice of wording, and followed the goat monster down the corridor to a decorative arch, and the welcoming sight of a save point."Are you ready?" He didn't bother looking at their reactions, his sole attention on what lied ahead. "If you are not, I understand... I am not ready either." Asgore walked into the new room, leaving the two behind. Frisk pressed the star, the warm light brightening the dreary passageway.

The end.

"… that's it? No inspiring message this time?" Andi asked, looking from the star to the ghost over Frisk's shoulder.

What do you want me to say? It is the end, isn't it? Frisk blinked, a little taken aback by how the older human directly addressed the fallen child, until she smiled nervously. Yeah, I bet you forgot you sent her my way, when Flowey decided to use me as target practice. Did Frisk suspect that something would go wrong when she had done that? Maybe. Whatever it was, she owed her.

"There's nothing left to say," Frisk finally said. "We've reached the end, Andi. What more is there?" She took a deep breath, and stared up at the exit. Never thought you'd reach this point again, huh? "Once we go through that door, we're be at the edge of the barrier. The thing that separates everyone from the surface." Frisk exhaled, and smiled at her. A smile, that made her seem far much older than the woman herself. Tired, and weary. Someone, who had seen and been through many things; good, and terrible. "I've.. done a lot of... bad things. B-but I'm ready to make up for them. Stop the resets, stop the loads, and... let everyone have their happy ending."

Toriel, Papyrus, Alphys, Metatton, Undyne...Sans, and Asriel... and Frisk and Chara. All of them. Everyone had suffered enough, been trapped long enough. "Then let's give it to them, Frisk. Let's give them what we've been aiming for." Resting a hand on her shoulder, fingers curling around it to let the determined child she was not going anywhere, the two made their final entrance.

She had to blink rapidly to adjust to the bright light that shone through the cave opening far ahead of them. The castle was behind them now, only its bricks and a lone decorative window remaining, built into the cave itself. Vines and moss covered its surface, showing its age and only a snippet of the building itself, but not nearly as covered as the rest of the massive cavern. Because those towers we saw in Waterfall... a series of caverns, and from there, a distant view of the Capital and its castle, showing only a small picture of what really was there.

A soft humming filled the air, the walls pulsed magic up towards the exit. She couldn't, exactly, see it, yet with each pulse, a ripple of wind would blow leaves closer to the massive hole before them, beaming of fresh sunlight. "This is the barrier." They looked up at Asgore. His tall form cast a shadow over the ground, its size making the monster appear much taller than he was. "This is what keeps us all trapped underground. If… if by chance you two have any unfinished business… please, do what you must."

"Asgore?" Frisk spoke up. "We... we are ready." They were. An onion, a bag of chips, and a quiche. Those were the healing items they had in stock. The event in the corridor threw off her pie idea, and she still wanted to go and fetch it... she might not have had the courage to return to face Asgore should she leave now.

"…I see… this is it, then." He slowly turned around, and gave an apologetic smile behind his golden beard. It did not meet his eyes. They're the same color as Toriel's. "Ready?" On command, his question acting as a trigger, seven capsules rose out from under the ground. On his left, purple, blue, and sky blue hearts floated in their glass containers, while blue, yellow, and orange floated on the other side. A single container sat beside him, lacking a human soul.

That's… for one of us, Andi thought. She gripped Frisk's hand tightly, and felt her soul float out from her chest. Undyne's encounter still lurked in the back of her mind, but she was the captain. The king of the monsters... would he even accept our mercy, after having this go on for so long? The swirling blue and red heart bobbed next to Frisk's red soul, as Asgore looked down at the floor in pity. The canisters sank back into the dirt, not to get into the way of the soon-to-be battle.

A strange light fills the room.Twilight is shining through the barrier. It seems your journey is finally over. You're filled with determination... and patience, I suppose.

Ha ha. While she appreciated the girl's strange sentence, she couldn't help the dry mental laugh that left her. This... is going to go very south, very quickly. "Humans…" Asgore lifted his head, the smile threatening to shatter any moment. "It was nice to meet you. Goodbye." From beneath his cape, Asgore's arm lashed out to the side, revealing a suit of golden armor underneath. In his hand, a red trident, almost as long as the woman was tall. With that, and if he's any relation to Toriel... she was about to be burnt to a crisp.

Andi's stance shifted, hiking pole quickly detached and held in her hand. Frisk stood a step behind her, ready to dodge at any moment. A ring of fire appeared over his head, the cool November air heating up with its summon. Here we go. The inferno rushed forward, and as she swung the pole forward to deflect the attack. "Brace yourse-!"A large blast of flames struck Asgore head-on, sending him backwards towards the barrier. His feet gripped the dirt, claws digging into rock to stop himself from being knocked back any further. "What?" She spun around, as did Frisk, wondering what had halted Asgore and his oncoming assault. Who...?

"What a miserable creature, torturing such poor, innocent youths." There was smoke billowing around the entrance of the door, no doubt from the blast that came from its direction. But there was no mistaking the voice. One she had not heard, since leaving the Ruins. Is... no way. No way. I-it couldn't have been-? "Do not be afraid, my dears. It is I, Toriel, your friend and guardian."

It was... it really was. "Toriel!" Andi tucked the hiking pole under her arm, running towards the older woman and throwing her arms around her when she got close enough. Frisk hurried along behind, trying to wrap her own arms around the both of them. "You came!"

"Of course, I did." She felt her hair get smoothed down under a warm paw, and she let go to bring her face up to see Toriel's. "I see that I was right, in that you would keep her safe after all."

"Did that mean you got my voicemail?" Knew that was a good idea. Toriel nodded, her pleased smile was more humorous now.

"I did, however... I was about to call you back on my way here, only for a little white dog to take it from me! I got it back not long before arriving at Hotland. By then, I did not see it worthwhile." Why did she get the feeling she knew who that 'little white dog' was? "Even then, despite your demonstrated strength over the course of your journey, I did not want you to go through such a horrible act."

"Horrible act?" They had been saving and sparing the entire way... minus Flowey. What was she suggesting? "Frisk?" Frisk wasn't paying any attention to her, eyes darting to where Asgore was watching them, using his trident to push himself up. Oh, this must be... awkward for him.

"Did you not know? In order to leave the Underground, a human soul is not enough... you would have had to take Asgore's soul. And because there are two of you..." her words hung in the air, and she knew what the former queen meant. She and Frisk... would need to kill in order to escape. "... you did not."

"No... no, I didn't." She really wanted to smack Frisk on the back of head, but now wasn't the time. Okay, owing her a favor is no longer a thing.

"T-Tori... you came back!" Asgore walked towards them, a slight limp in one leg, and he dismissed his trident as quickly as it had been summoned.

"Do not 'Tori' me, Dreemurr! You pathetic whelp." The woman's eyes were hard, and even with the few inches he had on her, she stood tall over Asgore. "If you really wanted to free our kind... you could have gone through the barrier after you ONE SOUL... taken six souls from the humans, then come back and freed everyone peacefully." The king shrunk deeper into himself as she tore into him, words ripping at scarcely healed wounds that time had only made worse. "But instead, you made everyone live in despair... because you would rather wait here, meekly hoping another human never comes."

Toriel's breathing was hard, and from what she said, Andi had a sneaking suspicion she had wanted to say that to Asgore for a very, very long time. "... Tori... you're right... I am a miserable creature... but, do you think we can at least be friends again?" Oh, boy.

Toriel's eyes shifted to the two humans, watching the interaction. Would it be nice for them to make up? It... would've been, had she not just walked in on him trying to burn them alive. "NO, Asgore."

The man's face fell instantly, almost close to tears, until footfalls echoed outside of the massive cavern. Someone's coming? They were rapidly approaching, and the four turned to the entrance for the arrival of-Undyne? "NGAHHH! Asgore! Humans! Don't fight!" The fish woman appeared in the archway, panting with a newly formed spear held tightly in her hands. Papyrus jogged in right behind her, equally out of breath, and carrying Alphys and Sans under his arms. The older of the brothers gave her a wink, shrugging the best he could in his current situation. "I won't let you!"

"YOU MEAN, WE WON'T LET YOU," Papyrus corrected. Alphys adjusted her glasses, clawed feet dangling above the ground.

"P-Papyrus," she stuttered, glancing up at him. "Can we be put down now?"

"OH. OF COURSE, DR. ALPHYS. I HAD ALMOST FORGOT." The lizard and shorter skeleton were deposited onto the cavern's floor, and the group hurried towards the others.

"Oh! Are these all your friends?" Her previous annoyance and disgust over Asgore was shoved to the side, Toriel watching them approach. Undyne had gone straight to Asgore's side, seeing her old friend distraught.

"Hey, Asgore. Isn't that your... ex? Geez, that's rough." Asgore nodded slowly, still not meeting anyone's eyes.

"no kidding. it's pretty baaaad, in my opinion." Dang it, Sans. That was awful. Andi had to struggle not to laugh, not wanting to make Asgore feel any worse. Toriel, on the other hand, openly giggled at the joke, eyes lighting up at the pun.

"Oh! That voice... you are the person on the other side of the door, are you not?" She listened to the conversation, heartbeat slowly returning to normal now that no one was trying to set her on fire. She was so... so relieved, that the friends she had made-from all across the Underground-had come to the castle just to keep them safe. To do anything they could to keep them alive. Safe... the barrier. She turned to the entrance, the sight of the setting sun lurking just out of her reach.

What... was the barrier, exactly? Was it like the barrier in the memory, an invisible wall that kept them in? Or was it something else? "Hmmm." Branching off from the others, not noticing Frisk's eyes trail over to her, she wandered up the slight incline towards the mouth of the cave. Slow, steady steps. The sound of the magic around her got louder the farther she moved away from the others, her ears only hearing the ever-growing thrum of energy. Loud, vibrating through her skull, and left an odd buzz in the back of her mind. Why do I... feel so...?

Her legs were nearly pulled out from underneath her, and with a startled cry, Andi was dragged backwards across the cavern. The force released her as fast as it began, and she stumbled backwards before falling to the ground. "What-Sans?" His eye was returning to its normal color, but there was blue still drifting around the socket. The other monsters looked at her in a mix of worry and disappointment. Frisk though... she couldn't quite tell what her reaction was. There was worry, yes, but... there was something else. "What... what just happened?"

"A-Andi, do... do you know how the barrier works?" She shook her head at Alphys' question. A red glove was held out in front of her, and she grabbed Papyrus' hand and let him pull her up.

"I know that it keeps everyone down here, and that seven human souls will break it. But... what was that?" For that brief moment, she felt... drained, as if what strength she had was being drawn away through thousands of tiny needles, plunged deep into her body.

Toriel's face was sober, her laughter from Sans' joke long gone. "When the barrier was created, it did not take long for us to determine what was needed to break it. Monsters who were curious, and thought that the human magicians' magic was no match for our own, inspected it. They walked up to it, not knowing of the consequences."

"The barrier... drains the life force of those who get to close." Their attention was on Asgore now. "Monsters had turned to dust, and any animal who crossed the barrier and tried to return suffered the same fate." The hole... she never felt anything then, when they fell down. It's a one-way effect. Anyone can get in, but nothing can leave. "The barrier would increase in power with each life taken. Our top scientists were the ones to determine that seven human souls would be needed, as it was the same number of magicians who trapped us down here."

"ARE YOU FEELING BETTER NOW, ANDI?" Papyrus still held onto her, and she nodded. Sans pulling her away snapped whatever spell was over her, throwing whatever energy the barrier took back into her.

"S-sorry, guys. I just... I-I..." another hand grabbed her shoulder, and she looked down at Sans.

"it's hard to not get drawn to it. should've given you a heads-up." He's beating himself up over this. Drawn to it... it wasn't a magic thing. It was the Surface. Sunlight. F... freedom, just a short walk away.

"I should've been smarter, knowing that it wasn't a great idea to just waltz up to a centuries old magical barrier. You two can... can let go now." It took a few seconds, but once the brothers were certain she wasn't going to drop, they let her go, arms hesitantly falling back to their sides.

"Hey, don't get so down, punk!" Undyne clapped her on the back, almost knocking her over. "It was an honest mistake!"

"UDNYNE! DON'T BREAK THE HUMAN!" Yes, don't break the human. Undyne laughed, rubbing the back of her neck.

"Heh. Sorry," she apologized. "But really, there's nothing wrong with being down here. There's plenty of interesting things to do."

"Ye-yeah! Things to do, m-monsters to meet. You k-know what they say, sometimes you need to look o-on the bright side, and m-maybe... meet a cute... fish?" Uh... what? Alphys seemed to realize her words, face lighting up like a Christmas tree when she saw all of them staring at her. "I-it's a metaphor!"

"Well... I think it's a good analogy." The scales reddened further at Undyne's input, the guard flashing her a fanged grin.

Should she say something about that? No. It's definitely cute, but now's not the time. Still... "does this mean... Frisk and I are stuck down here?" Frisk wrapped a hand around her own, looking up at her at the elder's quiet words. "We can't... go back?"

"My child..." a warm furred hand rested on her cheek, and she looked to Toriel's amber eyes. "Unless you take another monster's soul, I am afraid so." She... Andi didn't want to kill anyone. No. No, not after what she saw in Chara's memories; of the last timeline. "But even so... looking at all of the great friends you have made... I think you two will be happy here."

The warmth retracted from her skin, and Andi looked around. Everyone's faces were comforting, reassuring... happy. Even Asgore's, who only minutes ago tried to kill them, had managed to offer them a small smile. Happy? In the Underground? It's... just like Sans said. We have everything we need down here. What awaited us out there? A lot. A lot was out there. She still had Lois, Charles, and Terrence to get back to; she still had her students. But... she couldn't. Andi couldn't bring herself to murder anyone, no matter the reason. Sans... Frisk and him said the perfect ending. But this... isn't perfect. We didn't break the barrier. Were they missing something? Skipped a portion of the puzzle? Frisk, what are we missing?

Her head was bowed, and slowly, Andi's own tiny smile surfaced. Frisk... she had a plan. She knew what she was doing, somewhat. They would still get out and make it to the Surface. No matter how long it took, be it days, or months; they would get out. "I think... I'd like that, Toriel." Andi brought her head up, her grip on Frisk's hand still snug. "I think we'd like that a lot." Living here... it wouldn't be too bad, would it?

"... h-hey, that reminds me. Papyrus... YOU called everyone here, right? Well, besides, uh, her..." Alphys gestured to Toriel, breaking the pleasant silence that followed the older human's words. "... uh, anyway... if I reached the hall before you... how did you know how to call everybody?"

"LET'S JUST SAY..." Papyrus' face brightened, proud of the Royal Scientist asking such a question. "A TINY FLOWER HELPED ME."

... what? It was if someone had hit the breaks; the entire world freezing at Papyrus' innocent answer. Did... he just...? "A... t-tiny flower...!?" The Royal Scientist's words were ignored, while Andi's adrenaline took off at the word. Flower... a tiny... flower. No. No, no, no.

Pure, unfiltered fear. That was what shot through Andi's heart and mind. A... talking flower-Papyrus. Predictions. Speaks to him. "Sa-Frisk?" Sans sockets had gone black, knowing exactly what what she was thinking. Frisk's own face was blank, expressionless. Though, her eyes were focused on the ground behind the monsters. Waiting for... "we got to get out of here."

"Human?" She barely could hear Undyne's concern over the pounding in her ears. The ground trembled, almost sending everyone to their knees.

"We gotta move!" Rock and dirt burst into the air, and six thorned vines erupted from behind them. "N-Sans!" Sans was the closest, one vine aimed at his back, and lashed forward to meet the blue material of his hoodie.

... time was a tricky thing, Andi had realized. Between the loads, and the resets, and the different timelines, it all blended together. Blended, or separated. Sped up, or slowed down. At that moment, it slowed, but... not for her.

A flash of light, and footsteps far quicker than her own, and the thuds of plant matter falling to the ground from where they rose. In front of Sans, holding the worn dagger that she had seen in the memory, Frisk panted from moving so quickly. The blade dripped with plant sap, having torn through the foliage like it was butter. She glanced over her shoulder, smiled nervously at the skeleton. "heh... heh..." he looked from the blade to Frisk, and gave a tense grin. "good job, kid."

"Hee hee! Well, isn't this interesting?" There he is. Flowey popped up behind the holes the vines left behind, looking at the frazzled child. "You actually interfered! I didn't think you had it in you. Then again, this entire timeline is a lot different than what we're used to, huh?"

"You again?" A hand rested on her shoulder, and it took a moment for Andi to realize it was Toriel-was she shaking?

"What's that? Were you actually surprised to see me again?" She was shaking. Small, violent twitches. "Wow. What an idiot!"

"Who are you calling an idiot?" A flash of blue appeared to her right, and Undyne held the spear at arm's length, pointed end directed at Flowey's head. "You better have a good reason for me to not go weeding." Alphys was hiding behind the taller woman, trembling just as bad as she was. Papyrus was behind Sans, the conversation from Grillby floating to the surface. Flowey... talks to him. Did that mean he felt betrayed? She could not see his face, though his stance hinted something along that line.

Toriel and Asgore still stood behind her, not being able to see their faces either. But... she could see Sans and Frisk. The older brother stood in front of Papyrus with an outstretched arm, shielding him from Flowey. Frisk, fairing far better than she was, stood at the very front, hand holding the dagger close to her in case he tried anything else.

Flowey laughed, the threat not bothering him. "Oh, I have plenty. But it's not you I'm interested in talking to." Frisk's hold on the knife stiffened, but didn't leave her spot.

"You attacked Sans. You attacked Andi... why?" Her voice was soft, without a single trace of anger. All the older human could hear was hurt and confusion.

"Why?" It was the flip of a switch. The mocking smile shifted to a cruel, malicious grin. "Because I wanted to make it clear to you."

"clear about what?" Sans, though, his voice was angry. It was a hidden anger, but she could hear it. Flowey's beady black eyes hovered over the eight of them, stopping on Frisk. A soft glow came from in front of her, and the girl's red soul was pulled out into the open.

"... you're trying to end the resets, aren't you? Your friend there, all of the different actions you've taken; you're hoping to get that 'perfect' ending you so desperately want." Flowey never heard their conversation in the hall, did he? He had no clue who she was when she arrived in the Underground. Then... where was he the whole time Chara-Frisk was battling Sans? What was he doing then?

"Resets?" Flowey ignored Alphys' uneasy murmur, confused at the odd word.

"You think you're really clever, don't you?" He continued. "Able to fool around, seeing what could happen, and then stop altogether."

"... I can." Frisk managed to speak, waiting for the pause in his sentences before he could continue. "A-and I will... you're playing things differently too."

Andi hated that fanged smile, and she hated how she hadn't said anything yet. "... you... why are you doing this? If you know what Frisk is able to do, then why don't you let her do it?"

The malicious grin froze, and turned into an enraged frown. "You don't get it, do you? Of course, you don't. She's tried everything," Flowey hissed, yellow petals ruffling. "Everything. You think I don't like the idea of going to the Surface? But let me make this clear to you, human, it is never going to happen." He buried himself into the ground, and popped up several feet closer. He was a few steps away from Frisk, and Sans pulled her back to keep the distance. "She can say all she wants that she's going to stop-resets, different timelines, but she is just. Like. Me! The temptation of toying with lives, and seeing new fates is too great not to resist."

"Th-that's not it..." Frisk's voice was weak, shrinking into the skeleton's hoodie.

"Oh, isn't it? I know what you did last timeline, Frisk. And now, you act like everything's perfect again? Has Sans honestly forgiven you for your actions? Hurting his family, bringing fear and suffering to the Underground?"

"Shut it." Finally. She was hoping she'd find her voice. Her earlier attempt was nowhere near as great as she would've liked. "You know nothing, about what Frisk's been through. You don't know her reasons, or her feelings." I don't know her feelings, but no way am I letting you say anything more. Andi pulled herself forward, freeing herself from Toriel's grasp, and raised the hiking pole to her open hand. With a pop, she ripped the plastic end off the tool, letting it fall to the ground at her feet with a soft clatter. "I'm going to make myself clear, Flowey." She pointed the sharpened metal point at his stem, and put her other hand on Frisk's shoulder. "If you'd rather not have yourself impaled and burnt to a crisp, I'd get going. Right now."

Flowey blinked. "Leave? Hee hee. Ha ha. Ah ha ha ha ha!" He's laughing. Why is he laughing? "Leave? No, no. Why would I do that? After all, you see... I got the human souls!"

"What?" Asgore's concern and the exclamation from Flowey drew all seriousness into their small group. Flowey... a creature without a soul... with six human souls.

"So, as you can see, there's no point in me leaving," he continued, mimicking a shrug with his stem. "I could take every monster soul in the Underground like I've done before, take on my true form, and we could go at it like before. However... what's the point? If I did that, then you'd reset once you break the barrier afterwards. After all, he doesn't remember everything as exact as I do." Everything... he meant Asriel. Despite them being the same person, it was talking to two different people. "So we're just going to skip right past that, and get to the real fun! After all, I still need one more soul, remember? One more... before I become god." His voice was dark, twisted as he spoke the sentence, with a violent jerk of his stem that made her flinch backwards. "I do wonder, what do you think would happen if someone absorbed eight human souls? Hee hee! Wouldn't you like to find out?"

Like hell she would. "Guys...?" If he absorbed Frisk's and mine, then... then...! "G-guys?"

"Alphys, not n-!" Undyne's voice stopped short, and the group filtered their attention from Flowey to her and Alphys, who were staring at the entrance back into the Underground. The archway, the only way back into the Underground, was covered in thick vines barbed with red thorns, breaking the rock, dirt, and bricks to seal it shut. We're trapped.

"Now you're finally getting it!" Andi and Sans were the first to turn their attention back to Flowey, as the others saw their one way out of the area closed. "Are you ready, friends?" His stem cracked viciously to the side, flower head snapped with an unsettling grin. "Let's see how far your determination will get you this time!"

Flowey buried into the ground, and for a small moment, Andi wondered if it was all a bad dream. Another one of Chara's forced memories she had to relive. When the ground underneath their feet though, began to tremble, and break apart as massive vines shot forth towards the ceiling... bad dream? No... she was living in a nightmare now. "Stand back!" At Asgore's order, Andi dragged Frisk towards her and away from Sans, keeping her close as she held the hiking pole in front of her. Sans, still with an arm outstretched, positioned himself to stand in front of them and Papyrus. She still could not make out the others, but she could hear breathing hitch. Fears spike.

It was... disgusting. A grotesque abomination of metal, flesh, and plant matter, growing taller and taller as it formed in front of them, pieces snapping and melting together. The group began to back up, keeping close together, and put distance between themselves and whatever the flower had become. The ground trembled, and on either side, massive cactus-like arms broke free of the dirt, leaving deep trenches behind and flexing dark red claws. Cables shot into the ceiling above, lifting it up off of the ground and pumped material into the body it connected to. Two mouths, one inside of another, with large square teeth that could snap them in half and four rolling and bulging eyes stared down at them, and heavy and copper smelling breath met their faces from high above.

"S-SANS...?" There, at the very top between the eyes, was a television. A cartoony smile appeared on its white screen, until the mouth opened, revealing large blocky teeth. The same teeth as the mouth below and a smile that stretched almost all the way to the top of the television, twisting and-the eyes!

Dark red, with minuscule neon green irises and microscopic black pupils. Trembling, twitching, as if they would pop out of their sockets and fall free from its glass barrier. "F-Frisk? A-a-any ideas?"

Her eyes flickered to Frisk, the older human begging-praying that she had an answer. She... she could find none. The child's face was pale, eyes filled with horror at the sight that befell her. She... she doesn't know. She doesn't know what to do. "... none. I... don't."

"AH HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HAAAAA!"


Guess we can say we're in the home stretch. It is... hard, to describe Omega Flowey. Keeping it vague was the best I could do, since it's so much going on all at once. I've always wondered how the barrier worked, and that idea came to mind. The idea of it just being an invisible barricade didn't seem right, and not as big as a threat.

Until next time!

Angel