The heavy pulsing of magic threatened to break through his skull. A defening pain that arouse him from his slumber. Sans gripped his blanket tighter around his body, willing himself to sleep. Maybe sleeping would help him forget the pounding pain of the magic buildup in his skull.
"UNDYNE YOU ARE TOO LOUD!"
"WHAT!! YOU'RE THE ONE SCREAMING!!"
"SCREAMING!! I HAVE YET TO BEGIN TO DO THE SCREAMING!!!"
With a tired grunt, he rolled himself into a ball. His brother's loud voice was not helping him deal with his pain, and neither is Undyne's screams. Sans was quickly regretting drinking so much last night. Now that he thinks about it, he hasn't drank that much in a while. The concentrated magical drink always helped him forget his daily pain. Helped him escape the cruel fate that he found himself trapped in. The same old dance he played with Toriel, the hidden queen behind the door. The constant resets, the lost of time, of friends and family...the gripping loss of freedom. Never giving him a chance to just hold onto something without it all falling through his hands like water.
But then finally, he thought, he was able to cup a small pool of water without it all draining through. That he was able to breathe out knowing that a new day was waiting for him; and the face that stared back at him in the reflection, was you. His Frisk. The human he first met in the woods, the human who brought such determination and mercy throughout the underground. That showed him and his brother the beauty of the setting sun and the fresh air of being free. More then anything, he wants to desperately hold onto that small reality. That you were back and the hope that you brought with you could stay with him.
Hearing a soft knock on the door, his soul thumped in his chest. Pulling away the covers, he stumbled across his room to reach towards the door. But what awaited outside the door was not you. His soul dropped momentarily before he regained his usual smile. "heya, Fuku. what...uh...are you doing here? not that i'm not happy to see ya...but..."
"Sorry, I just came by to tell you that breakfast is on the table and that I'm taking my dad back home. Thank you for letting him stay here, I don't think I would have had much luck dragging him all the way up those stairs at our place."
"w-wait? grillbz was here?"
"Hmm? Oh! I forgot that you where passed out." Fuku told Sans how in the morning she found the whole bar trashed with everyone passed out. She tried dragging her dad back home, but ran into the trouble of needing to keep his exposed body part from touching the snow. Not an easy task for her, fortunately for her, both Papyrus and Undyne heard her struggling. Unfortunately for her, they both were still out of it. They both were challenging each other on who could carry him the easiest. She felt bad seeing her dad being flung around by them. In the end, Papyrus won since Undyne would always start smelling like cooked fish whenever she tried carrying him. So she resigned to carrying Sans.
When everyone arrived at the skeleton brothers' home, Papyrus placed Grillby on the couch and then dragged himself off to his room while Undyne dropped Sans on his bed before collapsing outside near his door. Fuku was left with nothing else to do but wait until her father was feeling well. So she decided to fix some breakfast, for when everyone woke up they would have some more stabilizing magic to help ease the raw concentrated one.
But throughout Fuku's story, as silly as it should have sounded, Sans could only feel fear building up inside him. For not once did the green flamed monster said anything about you. Having said her goodbyes, Fuku left with her dad; leaving Sans frozen by his doorway. His feet felt as if it had been melded onto the ground, that no matter how hard he wanted to go look for you, he couldn't. The fear of losing you, of losing the small span of time he was finally able to have, was becoming too much. He's not sure how much he could handle it if there was another reset.
"SANS!" His brother's voice shook him from the ever growing hole of fear he was building himself. Feeling the stiffness in his bones, he wondered how long he was standing there by his door. Papyrus rushed over and grabbed him by his shoulder. "HER STUFF IS GONE! I CAN'T FIND ANY OF THE HUMAN'S BELONGINGS!!"
"...gone?"
"SANS SNAP OUT OF IT! THIS IS NO TIME FOR YOU TO BE SPIRALING!! WE HAVE TO FIND THE WHEREABOUTS OF THE HUMAN'S LOCATION!! WHO KNOWS WHAT DANGER SHE MIGHT BE IN!!??"
Papyrus knew that there was nothing to fear about running into any monsters. For they were known to be quite kind but...but... all that red that had leaked out of your body. The way your fragile skin was battered and bruised; the terrifying image of you getting hurt by Undyne's spears. The very thought that you might end up in a similar or a worse fate, left his soul terribly cold. A sickening cold that reminded him how your body had felt in his arms when you had dived into the frozen waters. If it wasn't the dangers of fighting monsters then it was the hazardous elements around you. Who knew humans could be so fragile! Seeing that his brother wasn't making much effort in moving anytime soon, he swiftly lifted up Sans under his arm and rushed out of the house. In full speed, he made his way throughout the town.
He may not be able to take shortcuts like his brother, but he knew how to use his own strength to get to where he needed to be. Jumping onto the roof of the houses to avoid bumping into anyone and to have better view, he called out your name. He searched as best as he could before speeding his way towards the woods.
Stretching out her stiff muscles, Undyne was taking her early stroll through the town to check up on her guards before going through the rest of the underground. Yeah she could probably save a lot of time just by calling to make sure of their current status but that sounded boring to her! It was way more exciting to just visit them. Not only would she have a reason to go through the whole underground, but sometimes she got a chance of busting her guards slacking off. The shocked faces she would sometimes get would be so freakin hilarious, that she told herself that she should do more surprise visits just to see it. "FRISK!!"
"Huh?" Hearing Papyrus voice echo through the cave walls, she looked around. "Papyrus?!" Somehow spotting the tall skeleton leaping across building tops didn't faze her as much as it should have. Compared to the other strange things she had seen him do, it seemed relatively normal. Just a few things she found herself getting used to since meeting the skeletal brothers. Unlike other monsters, they were the only ones of their kind she has ever heard of. So it only made sense to her that they may seem unorthodox to her at times.
Walking towards Waterfall, far in the distance in the dark depths of the cave, Undyne felt something off. Standing guard, she listened to the sounds of footsteps getting closer. What caused her unease was not the sounds of someone approaching but the strange sloshing sound that accompanied it. They weren't noises she had heard of before, which worried her even more. When the owner of the footsteps appeared through the shadows, Undyne instantly felt relief washing over her.
"Hey Alphys! What are yo-" The image that played before her disintegrated the words from her lips. The horrific mass of bodies that followed the doctor chilled her body down to its core. Something burst inside her, moving her forward to grab Alphys. Sheliding the doctor from the unknown threat that presented itself, she confronted the unknown creatures. "WHO ARE-"
"Undyne! W-wait!" Alphys struggled against the Captain's hold before slipping through her iron grip. Before Undyne could grab her once more, Alphys stood between her and the Amalgamates. "T-they are my patients!!"
"What?" Baffled, Undyne looked back and forth between the doctor and the collective mass-like creature that stood behind her. Her pocket dinged multiple time, signaling that her phone received a couple of messages, but she choose to ignore them. Willing herself to stand down, she noticed that she had summoned her spear on impulse. Disintegrating her magic, she waited for Alphys to explain. But all she did was look down at her feet in guilt. "Alphs, what going on. Who are these...patients." Alphys fiddled with her hands, gripping them tightly until she felt the slight dull of pain before letting out a shaky sigh. Hearing her phone vibrate, she reached down to her pocket. Anything to stall her from revealing this side from her.
All the while Undyne patiently waited for her to respond.
Alphys looked down at the screen on her phone and the message it relayed. A smile tugged across her face before putting it away. Filled with renewed determination, she looked up at the Captain of the Royal Guard.
Human Frisk:
Alphys don't give up! You can do it! (З) a kiss to give you strength!
"Captain Undyne, I would like to introduce you to a few of my patients. These are the monsters who were in the process of falling down. But I... I" Alphys swallowed her fear as her phone in her lab pocket continued to vibrate in a string of messages. Her soul tighten as the time kept dragging along. The fear of Undyne's reaction was still too hard for her to bear. As she was about to opened her mouth to tell Undyne how she used their bodies for her own experiments, Undyne cut her off.
"You saved them!?"
"H-huh? Uh...w-wha- I m-mean..." Alphys stuttered before noticing the phone on Undyne's hand. Undyne merely chuckled before putting away her own phone.
"Hey Alphs."
"Y-yes?" Undyne lifted Alphys from the ground, ignoring her jolt of fear before smashing her lips against the small reptile's mouth. Pulling away, she saw Alphys turning red, Undyne couldn't help blush along with her before setting her down. "I-I-I... heh w-w-wha-"
"Don't worry about it Alphys. We've all done things that we regretted. The only thing we can do about it is face our problem head on! But you know, in our own pace. So why don't we get these guys back to their families. I bet they are anxious to see them." Undyne grabbed Alphys' hand and started leading the group towards town. The doctor stayed quiet, to say that she was confused was an understatement. She didn't say who her patients were and... that kiss! That was definitely out of no where.
"B-but how did...I mean..."
"Let's just say a certain punk can be quite annoying sometimes. Maybe one of these days I just gotta punch her till she gets it in her head to not butt in other people business. But, I'll let her off just this once" She showed her the phone screen at the doctor where there's multiple of messages in it as well.
Punk:
Undyne don't attack!
Punk:
They're not a threat!
Punk:
Alphys saved them, even though she doesn't think so.
Punk:
She's scared of telling you. Cause what you think of her means a lot to her.
Punk:
Undyne we never finished our game. So I dare you to kiss her!
Punk:
If you don't I will deliver her the smooch!! (ﾉз )ノ
Punk:
( ͜ʖ) and you too.
Alphys blinked a couple of times before laughing out and soon Undyne joined in as well. What was a stifling and heavy situation quickly turned to a silly endeavor, all thanks to an annoying human who couldn't keep their nose out of other people's lives. "So, what do you say? Ready to head out?" Alphys smiled brightly, tightening her grip on Undyne hand before nodding her head. "All right! Let's do this!" Looking back towards the Waterfall enterance, Undyne's grin widen. "You see that you little punk?! I win!"
Behind a cave wall, you stood hidden in the shadows as you peaked at Undyne and Alphys leading the rest of the Amalgamates back to their families. A small tear formed at the side of your eye of the thought of losing the chance to woo anyone of them...again. In your first run, you failed on both of your mini dates with them, even though you were close to sharing a kiss with Alphys. Oh well, smiling to yourself you made your way through Waterfall.
Papyrus unaware that you were close by, he continued to search through the woods. Leaving no spots unturned, he looked through every snowpuff, behind every tree; even making sure there was no gaps in the numerous frozen lakes in which you might have fallen in. Time flew by before Papyrus remembered that he had your number in his phone. Except, in his desperate attempt in finding you, he left his phone at home. Hurrying back home, he noticed his front door was slightly ajar.
FRISK!? ARE YOU BACK?
The thought of you back home safe and sound removed a large weight of worry from his shoulder. But soon vanished when he placed his hand on top of the door knob. Feeling something off, he removed his gloved hand and found slime residue on it as well as the door. The slime was not from any monsters he's seen before. But even so, it seemed... familiar.
"SANS! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!? YOU TOLD ME YOU'D BE HOME AFTER YOUR HOTLAND SENTERY DUTIES!"
"sorry bro, wanted to pay a small visit to an old colleague of mine."
Papyrus glared at his brother as he stood by the doorway, noticing the state he was in. "WHY ARE YOU COVERED IN SLIME!!?"
"oh...heh, this? well, it's what older brothers do."
"OLDER BROTHERS ARE CONSTANTLY EMITTING SLIME?"
"uh...yes?"
"THATS DISGUSTING! BUT I STILL LOVE YOU!"
"gee thanks bro-"
"NOW GO WASH UP! YOUR LEAVING A TRIAL! OH, AND DINNER IS READY."
It's the same kind of slime that Sans' usually covered in. Except when he glanced at his arm, Sans was still there so it couldn't have been him. Cautiously he entered his home, keeping a tight grip on his brother. Not seeing anything out of the ordinary, Papyrus spotted his phone on top of the kitchen counter. He proceeded to go into the kitchen when he heard the front door close. Spinning around, he saw a large looming white mass covering the door and heading towards him. He quickly threw his brother away and prepared for the incoming attack. What he didn't expect was the large oozing mass to bodyslam him.
With just his head down to his torso free, he dragged his body towards the kitchen using his arms. All while dragging the large white mass with him. Managing to pull his body up onto the kitchen counter, he grabbed his phone before being dragged back onto the ground. "heh, i think they remember you." Commented the slumped skeleton.
"SANS! DON'T JUST LAY THERE ON THE GROUND AND HELP ME!!"
"to tired, had a ruff night."
"SANS..." Papyrus said with a warning tone, he pressed your contact number and waited for you to pick up.
"too melan-collie at the moment."
"SANS!"
"sorry bro, nothing much i can do. it'll just be a mastiffwaste of time."
"OH MY GOD SANS! NOW IS NOT THE TIME!" At the third ring, you finally answered. "HUMAN!!! WHERE ARE YOU!! I WAS SO WORR- NYHEEE!!! SANS!!! THEIR SLIME IS...H..HEL...FRI..." But it was to late, Endogeny had covered Papyrus whole body before slumping over his outstretched hand which held the phone, hanging up in the process.
"okay, guys. i think paps had enough ruff-housing around. besides, i think i hear your kids calling for you." Endogeny's perked up as they too heard Dogamy and Dogressa calling for them. But instead of releasing his brother and returning to their family, they stretched their body, "w-wait! woah!" and grabbed Sans. Engulfing both skeletal brothers with their body, Endogeny slumped down and began to sleep.
At times like this, both brothers were glad that they didn't need to breathe, even if it is uncomfortable. After some time had past, both brothers heard a muffled voice before Endogeny rolled off of them. For some weird reason, Endogeny licked them both, carrying with it the slime that was on them. The goo coming off like some kind of putty substance. When they left, they found that it was you who had saved them. Papyrus unable to contain his joy of seeing that you were okay, he lifted you up from the ground. As much as Sans found that he too wanted to wrap his arms around you, to feel that you were really there; he was enjoying the scene before him. Just seeing that his brother was able to interact with you was enough for him.
you're real...you're still here...
Everything was fine, everything was how it's supposed to be. You were okay, you were still his Frisk and his soul calmed. Well, it was until he heard a robotic cough. Locating the sound coming from a hovering bot near you, his mood turned sour.
great, you already went on to find that annoying overgrown calculator.
But why is he following you around and more importantly, why isn't his brother saying anything? Any other time, his brother would be squealing from joy at the very thought of being in the same room as Mettaton. Looking at Papyrus, he saw how nervous he seemed as he held onto your hand. Almost as of he was trying to keep you away from the bots, without seeming too obvious. He felt ...odd, but wasn't too sure as to why.
For the remainder of your visit was unpleasant seeing how he couldn't get the annoying bucket of bolts to leave you alone. It irritated him to no end that he couldn'tkeep Mettaton from taking you back to whatever it was you two were doing. The whole day was starting to be a big pain in the neck for him.
"BROTHER?"
"yeah paps?"
"EVEN THOUGH METTATON CAN BE QUITE CHARMING," Sans scuffed at that as he settled on his couch, "YOU DON'T THINK THE HUMAN COULD, POSSIBLY... FALL FOR HIM?"
"what? that idiot, he can fake it all he likes, but no one who has their head screwed on right could fall for an egomaniac like him. besides, all he cares for is himself." Not that it made any less obnoxious to see you with him.
"GREAT! WELL, SEEING HOW EVERYTHING IS BACK IN ORDER, I'LL BE OFF NOW BEING THE BEST FRIEND I CAN BE!"
"wait, what?"
"SANS, YOUR EXTREMELY LATE FOR WORK," picking Sans off the couch, Papyrus left the house closing the door behind him. Locking the door, he set Sans down on the ground and took out his phone. Sans waited to see who he was going to call, but he just stood there.
"gonnna call someone?"
"NOPE! I MUST WAIT THE APPROPRIATE TIME BEFORE I MAKE A VERY IMPORTANT CALL THAT REINFORCES THE STRENGTH OF OUR FRIENDSHIP!"
"uh... okay. so, what are you going to do today? gonna train with Undyne or something?"
"NOPE!"
"just gonna stand there?"
"YES! IF I OCCUPY MYSELF, THEN I WILL NOT HAVE ENOUGH TIME TO GIVE MY ASSISTANCE WHEN CALLED UPON! SO THAT IS WHY I, THE GREATEST OF FRIENDS PAPYRUS SHALL WAIT HERE UNTIL MY HUMAN FRISK RETURNS!"
"my human?" Sans brow bone arched catching the subtle word.
"WHAT?!" Papyrus started sweating as he tumbled around with his phone. "I-I... MEANT OUR-SANS YOU ARE EXTREMLY LATE! THERE'S NO TIME FOR IDOL CHITCHAT!"
"heh, okay." Waving goodbye, Sans shortcutted to his hotland post. He had to admit that it was nice to see his brother all flustered up like that. Must mean that he really cared for the friendship he had with you. Sans wondered if he would ever get the chance to spend some more time with you. Setting up the hotdog stand, he wondered if you had passed by yet? Would you stop by? Remembering the first run on how quickly you had rushed over to see him, left him smiling. Back then you were something new, something different that he found refreshing. Now... He wasn't sure, but a soft smile crawled across his face as he waited for your arrival.
The more he thought about you, the more he found out that he was able to relax. All this time he learned that he couldn't tell anyone about the resets. Not that it was a secret but more that no one would remember it. It would always be him and only him. Day in and day out, everyone would say the same thing and nothing would ever change. He can remember how he just gave up, that it was easier to do so then try anything else. Then there you were. The one person who he would believe him, the one other person who knew about those resets that tormented him.
He buried his face in his folded arms and clenched his fists. When he first meet you, he believed you were the one who caused all those resets. Everything in his bones had told him that if he could just end you, then maybe they would stop. But something didn't make sense, if you were the cause then who created them before you fell? No, killing you wasn't the answer, not because of the promise he made to Toriel, just that it wouldn't solve anything. So he just watched over you and soon he found himself caring for you. You were really just a good kid who ran around making friends with monsters who tried to kill you.
He had to admit that he felt scared when you were almost done with your journey. That everything would go back to how it was, the struggle he had to face by relieving the same day again. Cause having you with him, the strange time change wasn't as random, it was bearable. Maybe he was getting greedy and karma was after him. But was it so bad to want to see the outside world and be out of those resets? Was it wrong to have wanted to have you around him just so he could have some control over the time? Whatever the reason it was that made you change so drastically, it didn't matter to him as long as you stayed like this. The you that smiled at him so warmly... his Frisk...
Your smile, your laughter, the way you cared for his brother and everyone around you... just the warmth you brought left him wanting more. A soft smile played across his face as he relaxed at his post. Eyesockets closed and his head cushioned in his arms, he felt himself dozing off as he remembered your scent. The crisp apple scent, the freshness of the outside world that revolved around you. As he slept, he gripped tighter onto his arms as he dreamt of you. Trying to hold on tight on your image so that you wouldn't disappear. He could still remember that day he stood before the sunset. How he felt so overwelmed with freedom that it almost didn't feel real. Even the feeling of his soul dropping as he watched darkness cover your body. His soul panicking as he tried to hold onto your outstretched hand. He never wanted to feel that again. The feeling of his world slipping through his hand.
He wanted you to stay. This want, grew and grew the more he thought about you that it confused him to no end. Why did he want so badly for you to stay with him? Not just with his friends but with him? Why does it bother him when you're with someone else? He should feel relieved that you were you no matter where you are or who you're with. Right? So why does he feel so lost when you're not with him? As he delved deeper into his dream, he kept replaying all the times he has come to enjoy with you. All those times he wouldn't mind if they happened again. Just as long as you smiled and laughed along with him. Being the you that he has come to grow so fond of that it shook him to the core. In his dream he could have sworn that you were there with him as your scent filled his senses.
His dream felt so real that he could feel your soft hand petting his skull. The sensation was so feather like that he felt himself trying to get closer. When the touch become more profound, his chest started to vibrate into a purr of contentment. The touch left him feeling safe and cared for. But the feeling was small lived when he heard gentle giggles that sounded too real to be just a dream. His bone brow scrunched up as he forced himself to continue sleeping. Sans didn't want to wake up, even enjoying the distant giggles that forced him into consciousness. Nonetheless, the warmth that caressed his skull left, taking it's comfort with it. Even with the heat that surrounded him from the lava, he felt an intense chill crawl down his back.
Ha ha Ha hA hA HA- DId yOu miSS mE?
Gasping for air, Sans quickly lunge forward from his sleep, grabbing fabric in his grasp. Startled by his sudden movements, you stumbled back but was unable to move any further as his grip tighten around your baggy shirt. Sans phalanges dug deep into the fabric, causing it to slightly tear. His eyesockets widen in fear as his eye lights were unable to focus his surrounding. "d...don't leave...m-me" he struggled to say before his body instantly calmed when he felt soft skin placed on top of his outstretched hand.
"Sans?" Your soft voice shook him out of his stupor, helping him regain his composer. Sans watched as your head tipped to the side causing your soft hair to delicately fall with it. He found his hand releasing it's hold on your now ripped shirt in favor of reaching your strands of hair. It felt like silk between his phalanges, fresh and soothing they smelt as he drew the strands closer. Closer and closer he brought the strands of hair to him, the closer they brought you with them. Your face so close that he could feel the crisp of your breath against his skull. In his daze, he found himself wondering how it would feel, if they were as soft as they looked, those lips that housed the voice he craved to hear.
Before he could find out, he felt a sharp vine like slap across his hand, causing him to lose his grip onto your hair snapping him from out of it. "What do you think you are doing, you smiley trash bag!?"
"w-what?" Being abruptly snapped out of his daze, he couldn't fathom what had accord. What was he trying to do?
"Frisk, stay away! He's just another pervert trying to steal a kiss from you!!" Flowey hissed.
"Wait what?! Really!?" Instead of being shocked or offended by what Flowey insinuate what was about to happened, you were excited. Taking a closer look at the skeleton in front of you, you noticed the full blown blush that luminated his skull. Filled with unbridled giddiness, you puckered your lips and rushed your face towards him only to be stopped by Sans' hands.
"kid, what the hell!?" As much as Sans tried to push you away, you kept getting closer, so much so that the two of you tumbled into the hotdog stand. Having enough of your idiocy by this point, Flowey had opted to flee from the scene. Sans finding himself on his back, his hands gripped onto your shoulders, trying to hold you off as you got closer and closer. His skull burning and sweating, he could practically feel your fishy lips getting closer. He couldn't handle it anymore that he launched you off of him with his magic.
You let out a surprised yelp as you found yourself in the air and landing onto the warm dirt floor. Hearing your body land with a thud, Sans scrambled out of his hotdog stand to see if you were ok. Collapsed on the ground and eyes spiraling, you seemed fine enough for him to let out a relieved sigh.
"thirty is just an excessive number. twenty-nine, now that's fine, but thirty...does it look like my arms can reach up that high?" You continued to stare at him, as he laid ontop of the roof of his post. "sorry, thirty is the limit on head-dogs." Letting out a sigh of defeat, you took a step back, causing the tower of hotdogs to fall around you. "you know, i think you did something like this the first time we meet, right?"
'Oh, I guess I did. You...remembered?' You cautiously signed before flopping onto the ground. After launching you away from him, you went back to being silent, much to his displeasure. But he guessed it was out of annoyance then out of anything else.
Shortcutting down from his hotdog stand's roof, he sat near you, letting both of your legs dangling on the ledge. "as much as i'd like to say i did, i'd be lying, but i do get a feeling of dèjá vu. i gotta say, why though?"
'Curious, I wanted to know how far you would go.'
"you know, combine that curiosity with that determination you got there, makes a deadly combination." You lowered your head, letting your hair cover up your face as you wrapped your arms around yourself. Sans soul twinged at the sight. He didn't want to see you like this. Not after everything he and you had gone through. Without thinking, he found his hand over your cheek, letting his phalange rub your soft skin underneath it. "kiddo, i..."
'Its okay... I'm fine. And you're right.' You bonked yourself on the head as a smile played on your face. 'I should learn to limit myself.'
Cold
So cold
The chill that spreads
The frost that burns
Getting up in one feel swoop, you placed your hands to your hips. Sans followed your movement, noticed how your smile was drained from all happiness you had before. "Just because I have the ability to do something, doesn't mean that I should." The words you spoke, fell more so to your own ears then of the monster that sat before you. Words that chilled itself onto his soul as you took steps away from him.
"frisk?"
"Guess that is all the time I have to spare, Mettaton is probably waiting for me at the theater." Something was wrong. "It was fun hanging out with you like this." Something was very wrong. "Maybe if I'm lucky, we could hang out again." All he could do was watch as you walked away from him.
Goodbye Sans
When... when did your smile began to lose it's warmth. How did he never notice, was he too stuck in his own hope that you were back... to see anything else. Even after you had left from his field of vision, he still couldn't bring himself to go after you. Fear held him in place, fear that if he went after you, the small joy he had acquired would shatter.
In the heat of Hotland, the chill in your soul became unbearable. Your soul pulsed, warning you of the time you had left.
Hurry Frisk, time is running out.