Fell!Sans: not doin' this shit.

Me: Come on, Sans! What do you have to lose?

Fell!Sans: my self-respect. my dignity. my reputation.

Me: But didn't you-

Fell!Sans: what's left of it.

Fell!Toriel: Now Sans, Ben was kind enough to give us a chance to do the intro to a chapter. The least you can do is cooperate.

Fell!Sans: i said NO. this is stupid. he couldn't even come up with a good chapter name! forget it.

Fell!Toriel: ...*cracks knuckles, eyes emitting angry flames* Let's try that again. The least you can do...is COOPERATE.

Fell!Sans: *terrified sweating* uh...i mean...enjoy the chapter, kiddos!

Fell!Toriel: *Sweetly Smiles, fire vanishes* Now that wasn't so hard, was it?

Chpater Start!


Frisk slowly opened his visible eye as he looked around to see he was still in Sans' room. Toriel had her arm around him on one side, his head on her chest. He could see Asriel on the other side of her, his head also lying comfortably on her chest. He smiled softly at the sight.

Red was sleeping on the edge of Sans' bed, curled up with Flowey sleeping in her hair with her cowl serving as his blanket. For the first time since he's known this version of Flowey, he looked completely at peace. This must have been a rarity for him, just simply relaxing in a world that was so cruel and so twisted. It made Frisk a bit sad just thinking about it. Flowey never feels safe in a world that offers no such thing, not without heavy cost. No one trusts each other enough to have each other's back. That's why they themselves have to do their best to stay together.

He shook his head a bit. He had to focus. He reached over Toriel's lap and lightly shook Asriel awake. "Asriel. Wake up, Azzy."

"Gnnngh..." Asriel groaned a bit as he shifted in Toriel's hold. He opened his eyes and saw Frisk on the other side of Toriel, the flowers still covering him. He stretched his arms a bit while yawning quietly. Their movement woke up their alternate mother as well, Toriel fluttering her eyes open and smiling down on the two of them.

"Awake already, children? I would have thought you were more exhausted than that." Truthfully, she just wanted to hold them in her arms for a longer period of time, but she didn't voice that thought out loud. Besides, they probably already knew this. "Did the both of you sleep well?"

Asriel yawned softly as he adjusted the scarf around his neck and smiled up at his alternate mother. "We slept fine, Mom." He then turned towards Red, who was still sleeping slightly peacefully. Too bad he had to wake her up, she seemed to be really enjoying it, after the events she's been through with he and Frisk. "Red...wake up Red!"

"...Do I have to...?" Red growled as she opened her eyes slowly, lifting her head off of her paws, blowing some of her pink hair out of her face. "Oh, yeah. Kind of in a different world here. Luxury isn't something we can afford for long. Especially since monsters will be hunting down Frisk on sight. And that's definitely something we don't need right now." She said as she lifted herself up, and Flowey slowly rose from her hair. "We've rested a decent amount of time. Now we should figure out where to go next. I'll probably need to follow behind, though."

"Follow behind...? Oh!" Asriel had to remember that Red didn't even know the Underground's layout, much less it's layout of an alternate universe. And he still wasn't too sure on how they act in this environment with so much negative magic around. Oh Golly, she and Mom were right. This'll be hard. But we can't let that stop us here! We have to get Frisk through this safely!

"So...what do we do now...?" Flowey said as he rubbed his eyes with his leafy arms. "We have to get Frisk out of Snowdin as soon as possible. We can't afford to stay around for too long, or else we'll get found out. It'll be dangerous...but it looks like we have no choice but to move onto Waterfall, sooner rather than later."

"not yet." They could see that the door's been opened by telekinesis, and Sans was seen in the doorway. He had a somewhat serious expression on his face. Frisk grew worried because the serious expression was somewhat aimed towards him more than the others. "kid. you and i are goin' to grillby's, and we're gonna have a chat. about something important."

"Important how...?" Toriel narrowed her eyes.

"i'm not gonna do anythin' to em, old hag. if ya feel the need to be cautious, you can come with us. but all of you need to keep your hoods and cowls down and don't say anything rhat will give you away. also don't do anything that'll give you away." Sans narrowed his eye sockets. "simply put...don't fuck up."

"You really have no class, do you Sans?" Flowey folded his leaves.

"not in the mood for your nagging, weed. this involves you too."

"I...It does...?"

"yeah. it does. we'll discuss it more at the bar. remember. hoods and cowls down." Sans turned and walked out the door. Flowey and Frisk looked at one another with strange and concerned looks, before the rest decide to follow Sans outside. Right before they did so, they each pulled their cowls and hoods down, until the upper half of their faces were completely overshadowed. Flowey tucked into Red's hair as much as he could without taking away his vision of the area.

Once they all stepped outside, Asriel and Frisk were lucky their faces were mostly hidden behind their hoods, as they saw the sort of state Snowdin was in...it wasn't as cheery as their own.

The place looked close to a garbage dump instead of a home town. Most of the huikdings were dirty, damaged, and run-down. Much of the snow on the ground was dirty due to constant trash, soot, blood, and dust. The last one horrified them, as they wondered what could have happened. Or worse, is it on a daily basis? What unnerved them even more was all the looks they were gaining from all of the citizens they passed by. All of them looked like they were going to lash out at one another at any moment, and it seemed that they would be the latest targets.

But once they got a look at Sans, they immediately shrunk back and tried to shrink themselves far away from his line of sight. They cowered greatly under his gaze, even as he simply raided a bone-brow. They made way for him as he lead the group to Grillby's. Once it's been established that said group was with Sans, all hostile glares disappeared and they returned to their usual routine. Sans grunted carelessly as they all walked past them.

"Sans...what's wrong with Snowdin...?" Asriel asked quietly.

"whaddya mean what's wrong with it? it's always been like this." Sans shrugged. "everyone always glarin' daggers at one another. beating each other to a pulp. stealin'. it ain't like this stuff shoukd be new. everyone here is only looking after themselves. it's still a kill or be killed area. especially with boss in charge. he keeps the monsters in line at all times. you can see him as some tyrannical dictator or somethin'. he's like asgore...but more annoying."

Papyrus...tyrannical? Those two words sounded so foreign put together. Their Papyrus didn't have the heart(no pun intended) to act like some sort of tyrant. Then again, judging by the nature of this word, they can't dismiss the possibility.

Sans pushed the door open to Grillby's. The moment they stepped in, Toriel, Frisk, and Asriel pulled their hoods further over their heads to try and hide their faces. If their faces were seen, the consequences would be much higher than if Red or Flowey were caught. Because the other three were recognizable. Sans pointed to the bar stool that he usually sits in, and gestured for Frisk to sit next to him. Toriel sits at a table that was cloest to the duo, making sure they were within sight. Red sits next to Frisk and Asriel, with Flowey cautiously keeping his head hidden but not enough so he couldn't listen.

Grillby approached them, cleaning out a glass as he raised his head nonchalantly. Grillby was in blue flames instead of regular flames. Blue flames tended to be hotter than regular ones, just a bit. In a universe like this, it makes a bit of sense.

"You realize you still didn't pay your tab, right?" He said gruffly, surprising Asriel and Frisk. Their version of Grillby wasn't mute, he just wasn't very talkative. But it seems that this Grillby didn't have much issues with speaking.

"i told ya that i would get to it, grillbz. if boss would stop being such a stuck-up asshole, i might actually get to payin' it off."

"You're running out of excuses, Sans."

"runnin' out? i'm just gettin' started." Sans grinned darkly. "ya know the usual." Grillby simply shook his head as he slid Sans a bottle of mustard. Sans picks it up and drinks directly from it, before slamming it back down and turning towards Frisk and Flowey. "now let's get down to business."

"What business...?" Frisk asked.

"c'mon kid, work with me here. you're not the frisk from this timeline."

"Not the Frisk from...oh yeah! The others told me about this!" Flowey said as he lightly poked out of Red's hair. "But...you knew the entire time?"

"i make sure i pay attention to these things, because i can't exactly ignore them like everything else." Sans deadpanned. "so, details. i know you're not the frisk of this timeline. one, you're a guy instead of a girl. two, you're thirteen instead of eighteen. and three, the prince is with you, and he's not a flower." He said the last part quietly so that Toriel couldn't hear.

Flowey gasped. "Y...You knew...?"

"give me more credit than that. i'm lazy. i'm not an idiot. it's just that you pissed me off so much that i tended to forget. resets not included." Sans deadpanned. "plus, i snooped around in alphys's notes and found that bit of information in one of the more serious ones. it looks like she doesn't want anyone to know that it's her fault." Asriel was once again surprised by the differences. Alphys knew that Asriel was Flowey, instead of being clueless about it. Did that mean they were at odds too?

Frisk brought the main subject to attention. "So in this universe I'm a girl...and I'm eighteen...?"

"different timelines mean different possibilities, including those. it's really weird shit." Sans shrugged. "but yeah. i knew you weren't the frisk i knew the nanosecond i laid my eye sockets on you. though at the very least, i was hoping i wouldn't have to see these little abominations on you..." He said while gazing at the flowers blooming on his body.

Asriel lightly turned to Sans at the mentioning of the flowers. "Sans...you know what these flowers mean?"

"i do...i hate those damn things..." Sans snarled. "...lemme tell ya a story, kid. i'm pretty sure your frisk has died quite a number of times only to come back perfectly okay, right?" Asriel nodded cautiously. "well...for some reason, it was different for my frisk. every time she died, a flower would grow on her body. given the world we live in...she was practically covered in them. and i was responsible for quite a couple of them. and they also seemed to be sucking the life out of her, and it only got worse as she went on. she lost her sight, her ability to walk on her own. then we got past asgore...she lost her life for the final time...using her soul alongside the other six to break the barrier. and...and..." Sans shook his head as he palmed his face. He couldn't be caught crying ,not here.

Flowey blinked as he heard the summarized story. He gasps softly. "I...I remember. I remember all of that now..." His voice didn't make it sound like a positive thing. By the way his face slowly becoming sullen, it was likely that he wished he didn't. It was also demonstrated by the fact that he had small tears beginning to appear from his eyes. "Frisk..."

"...the timeline's been reset. instead of her being here, you're here. there's gotta be a reason for that." Sans stated a bit strongly, stomping out his moment of weakness. "...did the sans of your timeline have his machine?"

"The machine...!" Asriel lifted his head up to he could match Sans' gaze. "The machine is how we got here! And we read Sans' note before Frisk pressed the button. It wasn't finished yet!"

"that explains it. if it were properly fully functioning, we would have two frisks at the same time. however, it looks like it simply took her out and put you in. and it comes with the very unwanted baggage of you inheriting her curse." Sans stared at the flowers on Frisk, and was confused for a second. "uh...how many times did you die in this timeline?"

"None. These flowers are just growing on my body for no reason I can think of." Frisk said, lightly pulling on a flower in his hair. Then he lowered his head and placed a palm to his forehead. "And...they seemed to be depleting my magic. As well as my Determination..."

"What?! Oh Golly, I knew those flowers couldn't mean anything good!" Asriel exclaimed, then hushed as other monsters began staring at him in confusion.

Sans narrowed his eye-sockets. "this world must really hate ya, kid. you're basically tellin' me that those flowers are growin' on ya no matter what, and are leeching off ya. how could that be?" He placed a finger on his chin. "...unless this timeline is punishing you for displacing the other frisk by accident while also adding on top of the curse that this timeline already has. yeaaaah...this timeline is seriously out to get you, kid. in more ways than one. i don't suppose you have a plan to get yourself outta here? because my own machine is still busted, so i can't send ya back."

Red sighed as her chin rested in her paws. "Geez. Guess we're kind of stuck here, at least until that machine is fixed...or, our Sans comes to get us."

"i'm voting on the second one. if he's almost finished with his machine, then..." Sans paused, pondering on what to say. "...you know what, you can ask him when you get back. he'll be much better and more precise at explainin' this shit than i am."

Frisk lowered his head a little whioe thinking about something else. "...Maybe us being here wasn't entirely an accident. Sure the machine sending us here was my doing. But maybe there's a reason that it dropped us in this timeline specifically? Maybe...we can help. Help all of you."

Sans scoffed. "help us? i'll admit i don't know how you all work, ya brats. but i do know that tryin' to help us seems pretty stupid. i mean, why would ya? this timeline isn't even your own to begin with. unlike our frisk, you literally don't have any obligation to help us. this is a world wjere everyone has to look after themselves, or they're dust. that might have been somewhat rectified in a past timeline, i don't think getting all of that progress back is possoble without the other frisk."

Asriel spun on his stool until he was facing the other patrons in the bar. The most noticeable would be Dogamy, Dogressa, Lesser Dog, Greater Dog, and Doggo. Though in this timeline they looked more like wolves, given how much more vicious they look and the magic they emitted. At the moment, it looks like they've each been seriously injured. Doggo was staying still, Greater Dog panted with exhaustion, Lesser Dog laid his head on a table dejectedly, Dogamy as lying down on a booth, unconscious, and Dogressa was tending to him. The sight made Asriel and Red officially decide their next course of action.

"...You're right. We don't have any obligation to help this timeline in any way." Asriel said, slowly raising his head, but not allowing the upper half of his face to be seen. But not doing anything at all isn't what we're about, either. "Frisk, can you...?"

"I can." Frisk said as he stepped off of his stool, assisted by Red. He then made his way towards Toriel, who immediately asked if he was alright. He nodded, to this, pulling on her ear gently and whispering into it. Her eyes seemed surprised by what he was saying, but she didn't do anything to deny him. He pulled back from her. "Mom...will you?"

"That idea is very perilous, my child. But...I suppose I shall cooperate."

Her facial upper half remained overshadowed by her cowl as she slowly stands up and makes her way over to Lesser Dog, or more like Lesser Wolf. Toriel lifted her paws and placed them gently on his neck and focused her magic. Her paws glowed red, which made him flinch for a couple moments. Though he stopped squirming when he realized she was healing his wounds. All of the scrapes and cuts were disappearing in a short period of time.

She then moved onwards to the much larger Greater Wolf, placing a paw on his bleeding forehead and gently applied her healing magic once again. Red went to his side and petted his side to soothe him. "The Canine Unit...they're all really hurt..."

"that was probably boss's doin'." Sans said, a bit surprised that they started healing said canines. "discipline tactic. some try to go up against the boss as a challenge to his dominance. all of them get their asses kicked for tryin'. and judgin' by the looks of dogamy looking the worst of the bunch, i'd say he instigated the struggles."

Red lowered her head in shock, but didn't stop soothing Greater Wolf with her petting. This world's Papyrus isn't much like the one we know at all...I can't believe that he would do something like this to all of them...

Asriel made his way over to Doggo. The canine saw his movement, and weakly tried to raise his swords, only to drop them as the fatigue hits him hard. "Don't move too much. I can help." Asriel said gently as he placed his paws on his arms, where the main, harsher injuries were. He applied his healing magic to both arms, having the cuts slowly close up and vanish. His eyes widened a bit as he stars at the spot Asriel was, not seeing him fully because he wasn't moving.

"You're...you're healing me...? Why?" He seemed highly skeptical at the action, but couldn't denynthe results.

"You were really hurt. I don't really need other reasons." Asriel responded with heighten confidence as he and Frisk moved on to heal Dogamy and Dogressa. The latter looked towards them and snarled viciously, pulling Dogamy closer to her.

"Don't come any closer!" She growled as she pointed her axe towards them, only wincing slightly.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. We're here to help you. Heal a majority of your injuries." Frisk offered softly, as he raised his hands towards her middle and began his own healing, as Asriel was healing Dogamy. Flowey was hesitant, but he assisted by constantly throwing a series of friendliness pellets towards the injured canines, glowing green as they healed their wounds.

Dogressa's eyes widened as the pain in her ribs lessoned significantly. She looked towards Frisk, who was focusing on healing, despite the fact that more flowers were beginning to grow on him. "You're...healing us...? Your soul is what we need to break the Barrier...yet you're so willing to help us...?"

"I can't not help you. Not when you're trying to recover from cruelty you don't deserve." Frisk responded. He pulled away when he was sure he was finished. "I manage to relieve most of the pain...but you should still probably not force yourself to do anything you're not healthy enough to do."

"Dogamy will be fine too, ma'am." Red said as she saw that Asriel was finished healing him. "Though he'll remain unconscious for a few more hours, just to be on the safe side."

Dogressa turned to the sleeping Dogamy, realizing that her mate truly was okay, and Frisk, who was the one to heal her. The duty of the Royal Guard clashed briefly with her debt to the human for healing her and her mate, as well as her friends. The choice was of significant ease for her. She leaned in and delivers a grateful lick to Frisk's face, making him giggle and lightly pet her snout. This made her tail wag slightly, until she pulled away from him and tended to her mate again.

With the Canine Unit successfully healed, Frisk and Asriel returned to Sans, sitting on the bar stools again. But he was currently gobsmacked about how selfless the two were being to a faction that could have easily busted them. And he was further gobsmacked by the fact that they didn't do anything to bust them at all. Though one other thing was currently worrying him.

"kid...your eyes."

Asriel gasped as he could see that Frisk's eyes were now completely covered by flowers. "Oh no...it's getting worse!" He exclaimed while seeing that a few more flowers grew on Frisk before stopping. "But all he did was heal the Canine Unit...don't tell me that these flowers are the punishment for his kindness...?!"

"Being kind only accelerates the flower growth process?!" Flowey gasped.

Sans suddenly grew serious as his eyes glowed crimson. "i already lost my frisk once, possibly for good, because i watched helplessly as those damned leeches drained the life outta her. i won't stand by and watch it happen again." He hopped off of his stool and stuffed his hands in his pockets. "old hag! we're bustin' this joint!" the sooner we get the kid past asgore and to the barrier, the better. i got a strange feelin' we'll know what to do once we get there.

"Thank heavens. The grease in here was beginning to make me feel nauseous. Come along, children." Toriel says as she picked up Frisk and made her way out of the bar. Since Frisk's sight had been rendered temporarily unusable due to the flowers, he'll need to be guided from here on out. Sans pushed the doors open for her as they all stepped outside into the cold of Snowdin once again.

Unfortunately...

"SANS!"

The short skeleton stopped in his tracks and sighed in aggravation. right as we're leaving. because why the fuck not, right? He turned around as he saw his brother standing a few feet away from them, his arms crossed. Sans looked annoyed at his presence. "boss, whatever you want from me, it can wait. i've got important stuff to do."

"MORE IMPORTANT STUFF? WHAT IMPORTANT STUFF? ALL YOU DO IS LAZE AROUND ALL DAY AND DO ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. AND YOU SUDDENLY DECIDE THAT YOU'LL ONLY NOW START BEING BUSY?"

"yes. that's exactly what i'm saying. what do you care anyway, it has nothing to do with you." Sans retorted coldly. "i'd like to get going now, boss. if you don't mind.'

"ACTUALLY, I DO MIND. SOMETHING HAS BEEN ON MY MIND EVER SINCE YESTERDAYX AND I WOULD LIKE AN EXPLANATION." Papyrus declared. Sans raised an eye socket, but didn't respond just yet. "DR. ALPHYS HAS TOLD ME THAT YOU'VE BEEN UP TO MUCH SHADIER THINGS THAN USUAL, AND THAT KIND OF SHADY IS BECOMING A DANGER TO MONSTERKIND. WHAT ARE YOU HIDING FROM ME?"

w-what?! how could she...the hidden cameras! Sans mentally snarled, cursing himself for overlooking such a significant detail. She didn't detail exactly how his actions have been shady, because she wanted Papyrus to figure out first-hand just how deeply Sans' treachery has gone. Because once Papyrus finds a whiff of treachery, he'll be immediately ready to rectify it or purge it. Even if it was his brother. If Alphys knew about this, it was highly likely that she told Undyne and explained it to her.

They wanted to watch him fail. They was going to be sorely disappointed. Because he didn't want to fail. Not again.

"maybe you should go patrol snowdin forest again. a human might pass by without warnin'."

"DON'T DODGE THE QUESTION, YOU INSIGNIFICANT EXCUSE FOR A BROTHER! YOU'RE HIDING SOMETHING AND I DEMAND FOR YOU TO TELL ME!"

"i don't have to tell you anything. i repeat what i said much earlier. piss off."

Papyrus glared angrily. "I GROW TIRED OF YOUR REBELLIOUS ATTITUDE, SANS!"

"and i'm getting pissed off by the fact that you're tryin' to control every aspect of my life! i don't gotta do every single thing for you! not if you're gonna treat me like some damn slave instead of a brother!"

Asriel and Frisk listened on with slightly horrified faces. The Sans and Papyrus that they knew have always been close to one another. But this timeline's version of the brothers seem to be at each others throats all the time. And up to now, Sans has been the submissive one when it came to Papyrus's domineering attitude. But his patience has finally run out.

Papyrus clenched his fists. "YOU DARE TALK BACK TO ME LIKE THAT, EVEN AFTER WE'VE ALREADY DISCUESSED THAT THIS BEHAVIOR WOULD NOT BE TOLERATED?"

"we didn't discuss shit. like always, you've been tryin' to give me orders, keep me on a leash." Sans shook his head. "i'm sick of it, papyrus. i'm sick of you tryin' to keep me under your heel. i'll do whatever the hell i want!"

"I GROW TIRED OF THIS, SANS!"

"have you ever NOT been tired of this?!" At this point, Sans furiously shook his head. They were getting nowhere. "this isn't goin' anywhere. old hag! get movin' with those brats. my bro isn't gonna stop anytime soon!"

"This brothers feud runs deeper than I thought..." Toriel muttered quietly as she hugged Frisk closer and began running with him. Asriel and Red hesitated to leave the brothers alone, knowing that one wrong move from either of them would result in a harsh fight.

"Sans..." Asriel said quietly.

"did i stutter, kid?! you need to take the human and go, now!"

Papyrus's jaw dropped. "HUMAN...HUMAN?! YOU WERE HARBORING A HUMAN FROM EVERYONE, DESPITE IT HAVING THE SOUL WE NEED TO BREAK THE BARRIER?! SANS, THIS IS THE ABSOLUTE WORST ROUTE TO COMMITING TREACHEROUS ACTION!"

"yeah, i was harboring a human! so what?!" Sans shouted. He admitted his small bit of foolishness by revealing what they were supposed to keep hidden for as long as he could. But he didn't want to waste more time, and he didn't care that he revealed it. He was far too angry at this point. "and ya know what?! if it pisses you off, it might even be worth it!"

"Guys, stop it!" Red said abruptly, shaking her head. "You shouldn't be fighting like this! You're brothers! I know brothers don't fight, not this way!" She then yelped as her soul suddenly turned blue, and she was harshly thrown a few feet sideways, briefly collasping in the snow.

"THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU, COMMON FILTH!" Papyrus raised his arm, and in a red flash of light, a Gaster Blaster appeared by his side, it's maw charging with red energy.

"RED!" Asriel's eyes dulled in horror and shock. Our Papyrus can't summon Gaster Blasters! Sans said it's possible, but he was never able to do it! But it looks like that isn't the case here! The Gaster Blaster fired red magic towards the downed canine. Asriel was faster, he ran towards Red and scooped her up bridal style, then jumped high as the red beam of energy devastated the spot they were just standing in. He lands safely a few feet away, still carrying her. "Are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah. Thanks for the save, Asriel." She nodded as he gently set her down.

Sans' eyes glowed deadly crimson as he faced his brother, fists clenched. Before Papyrus could react to the change, his soul turned blue, and he was suddenly thrown into the entrance of Grillby's, crashing right through the doors and causing multiple splinters to come flying out from the impact.

"...We're not going to be able to stop their fighting. It's escalated too quickly." Flowey said, cowering in Red's hair the moment Papyrus appeared. "Guys, we need to go. Sans can handle him."

Highly reluctant, Asriel and Red turned and ran after the others with Flowey in tow. Sans grunted in acknowledgement and turned to the wreckage that Papyrus was sent flying through. Soon enough, Papyrus walked through the debris, dusting off his armor while glaring at Sans. He was grinning sadistically.

"what's the matter, boss? you look like you're having a bad time." Sans chuckled. "as for me, i'm having a GREAT time!"

"FIRST YOU TALK BACK TO ME. THEN YOU DISOBEY ME. THEN YOU REVEAL THAT YOU'VE BEEN LYING TO ME AND COMMITTING A HIGH ACT OF TREACHERY BEHIND MY BACK. AND NOW YOU HAVE THE GALL TO ACTUALLY ATTACK ME?!" Papyrus roared as two more Gaster Blasters appeared side-by-side, crackling with energy. "YOUR INSOLENCE HAS GONE TOO FAR IN SUCH LITTLE TIME, SANS!"

Sans frowned. Two Gaster Blasters also appeared by Sans' side, glaring harshly at his brothers set.

The two of them stared each other down. As for the townsfolk, they were shocked that Sans has found the backbone to stand his ground to the Great and Terrible Papyrus. And they also knew that a vicinity in which they could see the two of them fighting would be too close. But they didn't care. They really wanted to see how this confrontation progresses.

"I DON'T UNDERSTAND YOUR REASONS FOR DOING THIS REBELLION, SANS. BUT I DO KNOW THAT I INTEND TO SQUELCH IT WITH EXTREME PREJUDICE!" Papyrus declared.

"heh. bro. you wouldn't understand why i'm doing this. and you don't know because you wouldn't believe me. the truth is, i understand more than you know. and i know more than you can understand." Sans said, becoming cryptic without warning. Papyrus was caught off-guard by this, but regained his focus just as quickly.

"WHAT NONSENSE ARE YOU BABBLING ABOUT?!"

"that human...he may just be the thing we need to make all of this better again, to right the greatest wrong ever commited in this version of the underground." Papyrus was once again confused when he said 'version', but Sans didn't care. "besides, i've been waiting to finally knock you down a couple pegs. and as for what you said about my insolence, bro...you're dead wrong. it can go a helluva lot farther." Sans declared as his Gaster Blasters began to charge. "ya wanna see?"

Snowdin was bathed in a crimson glow as the brother's Gaster Blasters discarged simultaneously.

(Waterfall)

Asriel and Red panted as they both managed to get away from the battle that's begun to rave Snowdin. Toriel and Frisk were waiting for them with worried faces. Well, Toriel's face could easilg be described as concerned. But Frisk's wasn't as easy to recognize, because his eyes were now becoming covered by the increasing mass of flowers on his body. Asriel was glowing worried by the second because of those flowers.

"Children, are you alright?" Toriel asked, gently setting Frisk down and picking up Asriel, kissing his cheek. "If that lanky skeleton did any damage to you whatsoever..."

"I'm fine, Mom. Really." Asriel said as she sets him down. "Though he did manage to do a number on Red."

"It wasn't anything I couldn't take." Red said. "Though that doesn't mean I really like being thrown around like a rag doll. That move hurts a lot."

"How do you think I feel? I'm still riding in your hair!" Flowey said, popping out and wobbling around, slightly dizzy. "...But at the very least, we managed to get away from the two raging red skeleton brothers. I don't think I want to be a part of that fight."

"A brothers feud should be settled between the brothers. It's the most preferrable method of ending a vendetta." Toriel stated calmly. "...Of course another way to end the vendetta is to simply incinerate them both and-"

"We're not killing anyone, Mom."

"Oh fine. Whatever pleases you best, children." She clapsed her paws. "So. Sans has bought us some time. He believes the best thing we can do is transport Frisk to the Barrier as soon as possible. I don't know what purpose that shall serve other than giving Asgore what he desires...but I shall heed his advice. If only because he's tried doing so much for us already." Her look turned solemn. "He wasn't fooling anyone with how he was speaking."

"What do you mean?" Red asked.

"Sans appears to have a severe inferiority complex due to the treatment his brother placed on him. They both gave the implication that this has been going on for years, and now he's finally resisting. And it might be at great personal cost to their relationship. No matter his harsh words...Sans cares about his brother. It must be difficult for him to clash with his sibling in order to make sure that we could proceed."

Flowey lowered his petals and sighed. To think, he thought that nothing could ever get Sans to change. Now he was out there risking his life so that a better future could be secured. Because at this point, he was willing to do whatever it takes to see this timeline's Frisk again. And if what that takes is another Frisk from another timeline, he won't deny this chance. But...Frisk has to make it to the Barrier to do something to make it worth the danger.

The problem was that aside from breaking it, they had no idea what else was supposed to be done there. Sans assumes that Frisk will simply figure it out. Flowey hoped he was right about that.

Asriel looked slightly stressed, rubbing his horns with a heavy sigh. "This is messed up...most of our loved ones turning on one another so easily...and the flowers covering Frisk up, slowly draining his life away..." He shook his head, his ears flopping slightly. "Not that I don't appreciate Sans' help, but I wish we had more than what we're getting..."

"We'll be fine, Asriel. We may not have much of the information that we might need, but we have enough to keep moving onward." Frisk said, patting his shoulder. "It's also important that we don't stop supporting one another through this. It's the only way we can make it through the timeline at all."

Asriel lightly smiled. Frisk can''t even see properly at this point, and the flowers were draining him bit by bit, yet he was still doing his best to make his brother feel better. Asriel reached out and hugged Frisk softly. "You're right, Frisk. We can't afford to falter so much in a timeline like this. I'm going to get you out of here. That's a promise I make as your older brother." He pulled back slightly to quickly nuzzle his cheek. "Okay. Now we just have to get past-"

"INCOMING!" Red swiftly tackles the both of them to the ground as a glowing red spear flies right over their heads, eventually sticking into the ground and cracking it.

"FUCK! I missed!"

Toriel's eyes narrowed darkly as she conjures blue flames in her paws, swiftlt turns around and throws it at the oppressor. Said oppressor reacted with a forward jump, the ledge behind it being utterly destroyed, rocks tumbling to the ground.

The would-be assassin landed on the ground, cracking it so hard that a crater formed and rocks shot upward upon impact. Pushing her hair away from her face, Undyne grinned maniacally.

"Look at what I've found. A Wimpy Daisy, a Banished Queen, an unknown Mutt, a Fake Prince, and the last Human we need. I see that Sans isn't with you, Papyrus must be dealing with him as we speak." She stood up as another blood red spear manifested in her hands. "Which means the glory of claiming the last required human will belong to me! Fuhuhu!"

"Undyne..." Asriel whimpered sadly. He showed great hesitation when it came to even thinking about being in an actual fight with her. In his timeline, she's his beloved teacher. Nothing ever went past simple, friendly sparring. But that wouldn't be the case here. He slowly pushed Frisk behind him.

"Alright, here's how things are going to go." Undyne continued. "That Daisy is going to leave . And the fake Prince, the Banished Queen, and that human are coming with me quietly. That's the boring but easier way. Unless you want to do this the hard way. Then I'd weedwack the daisy, put down the dog, dust the fake Prince, capture the banished Queen, and simply take the human's soul right here and now." She grinned. "To be honest, I prefer you try to resist. I haven't had some actual action in a long time."

"You seem to think that you're in a position to give me orders." Toriel stated. "This human stays alive, this is my will."

"I'm not a daisy..." Flowey muttered.

"Your will means nothing. The will of a banished Queen isn't gonna be heeded by no one. Someone who disobeys Asgore's direct command isn't going to be properly recognized by anyone." Undyne's eyes narrowed to slits. "Anyone who defies Asgore's command has no place in this Kingdom. He sent you away because of your disobedience."

"My disobedience...I was trying to save everyone from making a horrid mistake!" Toriel shouted. "We could barely fight the humans in the first war, and he's so demented as to think we could win the second one! If you all were so eager to destroy yourselves, I had no problem with hastening your demise afterwards!"

"If you hated that decision so much and didn't care that we all het dusted for it, why did you come out of hiding?"

"Simple. I changed my mind. I'm going to go up to my husband and give him a scathing scolding!"

"Hmph. You think he'd be willing and happy to see your face again? Fuhuhuhu. You must have gone senile during your time in the Ruins."

Toriel clenched her fists, her body emitting blue fire. "You have the gall to consider me senile? You irritable, moronic, insolent child!"

Undyne frowned. "Who the hell are you calling an insolent child?"

I'm not letting these two fight again! Asriel mentally declared. "Mom! We don't have time for this! We have to keep going! Frisk comes first!"

Toriel considered her options. Undyne has insulted her, she'd like nothing more than to burn her skin until she boiled. But...Asriel was right. Her primary concern was Frisk. He wasn't safe here, especially since he now cannot see. She picked him up again and turned to Asriel. "Alright, my child. What shall we do?"

"I just have to concentrate, I'll teleport us straight to Hotland."

"But my child, will that not take a significant amount of your magic?"

"Not significant enough to leave me defenseless." He said, turning for Red. "Come on, Red!"

Red paused for a moment. Then she carefully took Flowey out of her hair and placed him on Asriel's arm. "Undyne will hunt you down like the fierce warrior she is and make whatever you're trying to do much more difficult. I'll hold her off here. You just focus on getting Frisk to the Barrier. The sooner we get the other Frisk back, the better everything will be for everyone. Us and them alike."

"Red! This isn't like that spar you had with our Undyne! This one has no problems with trying to kill you!"

Red placed her paws on her hips. "I'd like to think of it as taking off the training leash. I'd have to run into a scenario like this eventually, right? Might as well start now."

"But...but..."

"I know you've been pretty protective of me more than anyone, because you're the one who freed me from my prison, and I woke up in a strange new world. But I gotta put my independence to the test."

Asriel sighed. "I...I don't know..."

"Remember what I said during her spar with Undyne, Asriel. Give her a chance." Frisk said calmly.

The Prince pondered his brother's callback, releasing Toriel's paw for a moment and faced Red. He slowly gains a smile of acceptance. Red has the capability of watching her own back. Now she's taking the chance to prove it. "Just...be careful, Red." It might be possible to Reset the timeline, but he'd rather not chance further consequences to Frisk.

Without any mental input, she gives him a reassuring lick to his cheek, eyes softly closed. He went completely stiff once her tongue made contact with his cheek, a fiery blush igniting on both. Her blush was nowhere near as bright as his. "I'll catch up. Don't you worry your fluffy little head about it."

"O...Okay..." Asriel murmered shyly, absentmindedly taking Toriel's paw and focusing on the warp. The last thing seen from the group was Flowey's stupefied expression. Red took a deep breath as she turned around and drew her sword.

"NGAH! DAMMIT! I hate teleporters!" Undyne snarled, stomping the ground. She calmed down quickly as a multitude of spears manifested behind her, aimed for Red. "I guess I'll setrle with dusting you first before going after them!"

Red sighed softly, closing her eyes. She didn't have the battle experience to match Undyne's. She needed to even things out another way.

She remembers something...an ancient power long thought to be lost to the sands of time...

Soon, a large, glowing Delta Rune symbol appeared abover her on her left, and another on her right. Then an eye appeared in the very middle of them, and they shined slightly brighter. They majestically flapped their wings as ancient symbols surrounded them.

Red called upon the power of the Royal Guardians...


Me. Well...they DID have things under control...so we can thank Fell!Alphys for mucking it all up. Now everything's chaotic and junk.

Asriel: Ah...a-ah...

Me: Oh. Azzy's still shocked.

Frisk: Shocked by what? I can't see past these flowers!

Me: No time for that! The sooner this timeline's Frisk comes back, the sooner everything will be fine!

Asriel: B-But how will that happen...?

Me: That's a bridge we'll cross when we get there. Anyway, conflict. Lots of it. And it'll get worse for a bit because Fell!Alphys is sadistic. She didn't even speak in this chapter. Look at the mess she made regardless.

Fell!Alphys: Mwahahahahahaha...

Me: ...Yeah. Mad scientist. Next chapter stuff happens. Red and Sans have been left behind. Four remain. It's...gonna be a bit complicated. Fun, but complicated! Fun for Fell!Alphys, probably, and complicated for the bunch...who knows?

Fell!Alphys: I do~Mwahahahahaha...

*ding!*

Fell!Alphys: Ooh! My cupcakes are ready! *Pauses as everyone stares at her* ...DON'T JUDGE ME!