Chara: Look at that. Plot. And boy. Things are about to get seriously convoluted.
Asriel: First off, we've inserted an OC from one of our kind reviewers. It was tough to figure out how to fit him into this part of the story...but we found a way to improvise. Hope everyone else doesn't think too badly about him, though.
Frisk: Another thing, there's an AU that Ben rarely sees around here. Maybe you can figure it out before the chapter ends. Some already have.
Chara: The new arc has begun...and a bit more is at stake here. Some have been waiting for this. Some haven't. Others...well we don't really know.
Asriel: All that matters is that things will be slightly more serious, due to the nature of our latest quest. I hope for our success.
Sans: ...same here...
Me:...The Chapter name...it'll suffice. Or maybe not. Who knows?
Chapter Start!
Sans and Geno Alphys were both in the former's shed, where Sans secretly kept the machine a secret from everyone else for the moment. Ever since she and Sans discovered that Red, Asriel, and Frisk have indeed landed themselves into an entirely different universe. Frisk said that it was called the Flowerfell Universe, and that that universe's version of himself wasfemale and eighteen, as well as being in a relationship with Fell!Sans. Classic Sans...had absolutely no idea how to take that at first, but concluded that the multiverse has uncountable possibilities, and that scenario was one of them. He didn't know too much about it like he should, but he knew enough that could help him with his progress.
And what he now knew, with excited vigor, is that the machine was finally, truly working. Sure it could use a few tweaks, and a remote. But he was focused on the fact that there was a chance that all of these years and RESETS of constant failures at trying to fix this accursed thing, he was finally getting somewhere with it. Of course he needed a little help from Geno Alphys, but he didn't mind that all. What mattered to him was that progress was being made. He knew that he was heading in the right direction. Now he just needed to keep up that momentum until he found what needed.
...he still hasn't told Papyrus or anyone else about this, yet. Pretty soon that will have to change. Because when it came to the down to it, he'll need them more than he ever has before.
He was truly surprised that even though Asriel, Frisk and Red have been sent to an entirely different universe, and were likely having a very bad time due to how roughed up all three of them looked, they never told anyone elde about their venture except Chara, who was made aware of their disappearance when he couldn't sense their magic anymore. They respected that Sans kept this secret from everyone for a very important reason, and they chose to not tell anyone. Luckily Chara covered for them so that no one worried about their disappearance. Sans was really grateful for them keeping quiet until he was ready.
He really was almost ready, truly. But he needed more time. Just a couple more tweaks, just a few more scans. He needed to be sure that there was a sure chance, and not just another dead end. He's faced far too many disappointments with this project as it is. If it wasn't another dead end...then he could proceed to the next stage.
"geno alph. how ya doin' on the remote?" Sans called over as he was placing an entirely new panel on the machine, to replace the old one. He was casuslly using his telekinesis to pull off the old panel with the single red button and occasionally malfunctioning keyboards. Geno Alphys helped him construct a better, more efficient one, without a big red button. It figures Frisk would be too curious to not press the big red button, he knows from experience how the child tends to be.
"I'm doing fine with that, Sans. I constructed so it'll be easy to use and easy to understand, yet still capable of very efficient work. Trust me, I know what I'm doing." Geno Alphys explained while still staying in the same position as before. "You wouldn't have asked for my help otherwise. I know a bit more about this stuff than Classic Me does. I know it's hard not telling anyone despite how much you want to. Especially Papyrus."
"...you're right. it's not that i don't wanna tell pap. believe me, i do." Sans scratched the back of his skull as his telekinesis is doing the work of screwing in the bolts for the panel as he turns to Geno Alphys. "but i want to see if i can get this thing workin', first. if things don't go as planned, then at least i'll be the only one disappointed, instead of both of us."
"Still, you're placing a lot of pressure on yourself with this entire thing. You've been quite enough already, facing failure after failure. Are you sure you'll be able to handle another one?" She asked, concerned. "I really don't want this to end of failure, again. Mostly because I'm not entirely sure how you'll react to failing while being even closer to success than you've ever been before."
"like i said. it's better if i'm the only one who experiences disappointment of this magnitude. because i'm so used to it by now that all i need to do to cope is just get drunk on ketchup then try again at a later time."
"I still find it surprising that you can get drunk on ketchup. Then again many people can get drunk on strange things that aren't supposed to get them drunk...I simply shrug and keep moving on. While eating miso ramen and reading some good h-you know what, that part isn't important." Geno Alphys quickly cut herself off at the last part. She didn't mean to ramble that far.
Sans stared blankly at Geno Alphys, sweat running down his skull. "...ya know. since you and alphys kinda have the same interests and likes...it says a lot about her when you're more outspoken about them...and sometimes that kinda worries me."
"Don't be worried. Alphys is a good ,clean, well-behaved girl...most of the time." Geno Alphys grinned sneakily. Sans just grew more unnerved, but decided to stay focused. "Anyway, I'm almost done with the remote. I might also be able to make contact with an alternate universe that might be able to help us with our super important task."
"that's another thing i'm worried about. are we sure we should be making contact with other universes like this? it was luck that the three kiddos were able to get out of the one they were sent to alive. i sensed the amount of dark magic flowin' around there for the few seconds i opened the rift."
"Not luck. Frisk and Asriel knew what to do, and they were able to make it through just fine in that Flowerfell Verse. And of they could make it through there, they could make it anywhere."
Sans turned to her again. "wait! you're not actually suggestin'...?"
"Sans. It's time you truly start trusting others to help you through this. Not only do you also have to tell everyone the truth, you also have to let them help you." Geno Alphys placed a paw on his shoulder. "Every time you tried doing everything yourself, it ended in catastrophe. Once you started trusting others with your secrets, you managed to be much more successful in your previous mission."
"this one is different, alph. it might even be more dangerous than dealin' chara, because there's many more places to go and much more dangerous secrets to result from this. i can't predict what happens anymore. everything that happens from now on will be mostly unexpected."
"You can expect everyone to be able to handle whatever is thrown at them. Remember that Geno is another person who tried to do everything himself. Look at what it's brought upon him." Sans didn't have an immediate answer to that. "Speaking of Geno Sans...he left this behind." She reached from her pocket and picked out a tiny splinter of glitching bone from one of Geno's bone attacks.
"whaddya expect to do with that?"
"Just because it's small, doesn't mean it can't be useful." Geno Alphys declared. "Geno barely survived, and it turned him into a glitch unable to die. He's a glitch, and he's powerful enough to Universe Jump on his own. This tiny splinter of glitched bone might be what we need to access the same properties. Except this time, we'll be able to control where someone ends up so that the previous incident doesn't happen again." She inserted the glitched splinter into a vial and made sure it was properly and carefully sealed. Then she opened a compartment on the side of the remote she was constructing, gently placed it inside, and closed said compartment. "There. All done!"
"done with the remote? just like that? how?" Sans didn't want to admit that he was completely oblivious to what Geno Alphys had done. Then he remembered that she was a superior scientist.
"With this glitched bone splinter from a Universe Jumper like Geno Sans, it's got a sufficient amount of void magic to power the remote and put it on a similar wavelength as himself. Now that I've applied that type of magic from him and turned it into a power source for the remote, it can now do this." Geno Alphys pointed the remote towards the wall, pressed a medium sized button, and Sans watched as a temporal-spatial rift opened on the wall, a swirling, spiralling portal that could lead anywhere. "You're not seeing much because there's not a specific destination set. We still need a couple more adjustments as well as more materials before we can get your much more important project underway." She pressed another, smaller button. The rift closed slowly, until it faded away.
Sans turned to Geno Alphys, highly impressed and grateful for her assistance and her major success. "alphys..."
"Genius. I know. I've heard." Geno Alphys grinned, setting the remote down and heading towards the machine. The control pad lies on one side, while a keyboard is on the other. "And to be safe, I have another glitched bone splinter in a vial of the machine as well. So if the remote somehow ends in...less than optimal shape, we'll be able to bring someone back regardless. As long as we're quick about it."
Sans nodded. "alright, i admit it. it's amazing how you were able to help me this much, alph. i'm really glad that i asked you for help."
"It's not a problem, Sans. I know how important this entire thing is to you. I'm more than glad to help you out." Geno Alphys nodded. "We've made quite a lot of progress today, and we're quite close to completion. I think we should continue this tomorrow. But for now, we should take a well-deserved rest."
"that's something i can agree with." Sans nodded.
"Alright then, goodnight." Geno Alphys waved as she left Sans alone in the shed.
Sans watched her leave. He sighed as he turned towards the remote and the machine. Even though he had Geno Alphys's support and assistance, he couldn't help but feel understandably nervous. He has come close to actually succeeding in his endeavors before, it could just as easily fail once again. There's no way to know if he'll truly succeed this time.
...Sans was lacking the Determination to feel more confident about this. But he was not going to give up so easily, not like the other times. Like he said, he was used to disappointment. At the very least, he wouldn't wake up in Snowdin with this type of disappointment. No, this type of disappointment would only fill him with large amounts of failure. But at the very least, no one else would feel disappointed, because no one else remembers, except for the Dreemurr Trio. No one else. Not Toriel. Not Asgore. Not Alphys. Not Undyne. Not Papyrus.
...especially not Papyrus. He was the first one who needed to know this, yet he's also the last person he wanted to tell. Sans sighed as he rubbed his skull. "ya gotta get your skull together. pap ain't a baby bones anymore. you have to come clean. it's imperative that ya come clean. i'll...i'll tell him at some point tomorrow." He's not going to make it a promise, because there's no telling if he'll lack the resolve to keep it. The least he can do is not try to go through of it and then back out at the last moment. If he'll do it, he'll do it. If he waits, then he'll wait.
There is no in-between.
Sans sighed. tomorrow, ya lazybones. tomorrow, you need to make a decision. try if ya want, but this isn't something you can delay forever. not like... Sans imagined the slash across Geno's chest. How that used to be himself, except he wasn't stuck like that forever. yeah...
With this in mind, Sans got up and left the shed, closing the door behind him. Until the next day.
{The Void}
He didn't know for sure. Just how long he was floating in this endless space of darkness. He knew that for a majority of that time, he was completely and utterly unconscious. He had no idea where he was, nor did he have any idea how he ended up here. And worst of all, he doesn't know how to escape. He didn't think that he could.
It was truly difficult for him to accept that this was what he was stuck in for who knows how long. There was no concept of direction, no source of light except for his own eyes, no one else aeound as far as he knew. And to top it all off...he was very badly burned. He had no idea where those burn marks originated, just that they were there.
...No. He was in the middle of a very fierce battle against an opponent who was a truly frightening force to reckon with. Something was awfully wrong about where he was before. It wasn't the same place as he was last time. Everything was different and nothing was the same. Nothing made sense to him, except that whoever was fighting him wouldn't allow him to harm the human. But he had a mission to complete and monsters to avenge, so he clashed with the defiant opponent with everything he had.
...he doesn't remember landing a single, critical blow. The battle was almost completely one-sided, against him. He was burned, kicked about, smashed into things...he remembers those sensations. He also remembers he couldn't hit his opponent once with serious damage, and he was defeated.
What terrified him a bit, was that his opponent was hardly trying. His beatdown was at the hands of someone so casual about the battle. He just couldn't fathom the thought of being defeated so easily. Not to mention, the opponent fought a lot like-
"Ah. How peculiar. You seem to be all alone here...well, at least not anymore."
What was that?!
He spun around quickly in a panic, only to look up and see a tall man staring him down like he was some type of experiment. But that moment quickly went away, and his face was turned into one of concern.
"I have startled you. Apologies. I don't really get many visitors in this disorted reality. And the ones I do get are insane, unintelligent, or trying to kill me. Sometimes it's two out of three. Other times it's all three. But the most dangerous ones are insane and trying to kill me." The tall man shrugged. "Though on very rare occasions, I get people like you. Someone who's world has been destroyed and they've become lost in the Void...you are the latest subject who has become abandoned in the Void."
"...W-Who...who are you...?"
"...That doesn't matter right now. What matters right now that this is a very special opportunity, and I intend to take advantage of it. But do not misunderstand, I have no intentions to do any harm to you. I believe two others have done much of that already, considering how seriously injured you are." The tall man leaned forward to inspect the damage further. "Hm...ah. You've tried to fight the human in one timeline, then you tried to fight someone else in another timeline. Obviously the latter was where you got highly unlucky. You've been soundly defeated. Expected, as you tried to attack a human from another timeline while they were under protection. Saying that didn't work out well for you would be an understatement."
"...how do you know about that? Who are you?"
"I just told you that doesn't matter. I believe I've already said that, did I not? Weren't you listening?" He said this as if were the most obvious thing in the world. "Anyway, your timeline has been destroyed due to his interference. Meaning, you can never go back home...but you can make a difference somewhere else...so long as you cast aside your animosity for the sake of the greater good." The tall man began glitching erratically. "Oh curses! I thought I had more time than this. Well, no matter. I only need to do one quick thing..."
"Do what...?" The stranger's eyes widened as the tall man's black tendrils reached out and completely coated him for a couple moments. He was about to struggle, but the tendrils just as quickly retracted before he got the chance. Now he was confused. "Wha...?"
"There. Just like going to the dentist. Quick and painless." The tall man placed his hands on his shoulders. "You are merely a victim of circumstance...but with my interference, this can turn into many opportunities for greatness and successes for the Classic Timeline. With this, they'll able able to accomplish many things...and maybe they'll be able to...well, in the meantime, I shall wait here. I've been here for an unspecified amount of time. I can last a bit longer."
"Last a bit longer...what are you trying to do...?"
"That does not matter. What does matter is that I send you to the Classic Timeline. I may not be able to leave myself, because I'm scattered across dimensions and can only hold myself together a few minutes at most and a few seconds at least. But you are one and whole, which makes my task much easier."
"Task...?!" Before he had time to protest, the tall man touch his chest, and he was immediately warped out of the Void.
He closed his eyes and sighed. "And now we play the waiting game. Considering how long I've been trapped in-between time and space, I might as well be an expert..."
With this, the tall man glitched out of the Void, no doubt becoming an unseen glitch in yet another timeline...
{Classic Universe}
"So...how did it feel?"
"How did what feel?"
"Gaining LOVE."
"Oh..."
Chara nervously rubbed his arm as he was sitting next to Muffet, while Frisk, Asriel and Red were playing in the background. Muffet was asking him about his crusade as a genocidal maniac. Needless to say that he was very uncomfortable talking about those runs. But he knew that Muffet was just trying to understand him a bit better.
Muffet placed one of her hands on top of his. "It's okay. You don't have to tell me if you feel that uncomfortable about it."
"...No. I...gotta get better at this. I might not be totally comfortable talking about it...but holding it back won't do me a lot of good." Chara said as he hugged his knees with one arm, while letting his other hand be held by Muffet. "LOVE is power...and it's not the good kind. It fills you with hatred and rage. You distance yourself from others in order to get more powerful from the magic of the leftover dust of the fallen monsters. Since I was already dead and outraged from what I felt was Asriel's betrayal, and my hatred still burning for the humans putting the monsters in that situation. I was just...so outraged, feeling that everyone betraying me. I wanted to make everyone pay, I wanted everyone to suffer for as long as I could...but..."
"But what...?" Muffet asked softly.
"Asriel and Frisk have had enough of me spreading so much darkness over time and space...so they stopped me. They showed me how hypocritcal I was being. The humans I've encountered were all scum before my first death. But with all my actions, I proved to be the worst one of them all." Chara sighed. "Because of me, Asriel turned into a time warping killer flower, known as Flowey. And because of me, Frisk fell into a world that hated humans because of what happened to Asriel. And I occasionally took advantage of his human curiosity...and turned it into something catastrophic multiple times. I...I obviously feel regret for this. Multiple times over. And despite that...they chose to keep forgiving me. Everyone, at different paces, chose to keep forgiving me. Heh. They're jerks, making feel bad that way."
"They love you, Chara-Dearie. Of course they're going to keep forgiving you." Muffet smiled. "Of course you've changed for the better after all of thiat struggle. They've taken a very risky gamble with you, and it's proven to be very much worth it." She sweetly kissed his cheek and hugged his arm. "I certainly think so."
"Heh...hehe...eh..." Chara laughed nervously, blushing as Muffet placed her head on his shoulder. "I guess it was a pretty big gamble that payed off. Only because those two are so determined."
"Guess we can be thankful for their 'Dreemurr Determination', hm?"
"...Dreemurr Determination...I think I'm gonna use that at some point."
"Hey, you can't call credit on that! I came up with it!"
Muffet giggled as she playfully pushed him down on the ground. Chara somewhat expected her to do something like that, and grabbed onto her central arms before he fully made contact with the ground. She gasped as she landed on top of him. Her central arms were on his chest while her upper and lower arms were on the ground around him. Both of their eyes widened.
"...Oh dear."
Mistakes were made. Very heavy mistakes were made. That's all Chara could think about as he stared up at Muffet, whole she stared down at him. Her smooth black hair was hanging from her head and obscuring both of their faces a bit. They could still perfectly see each others faces...and how bright their blushes were getting. His blush was reddish pink, while hers was slighlty purple with a hint of blue.
"...Uh...your fangs...they're...they're cute..." Chara mentally slapped himself. He wanted to break the silence, though that obviously wasn't the best way to do so, not in the position they were in.
"O-Oh! Um...t-thank you." Muffet stammered, lightly touching said fangs with her lower left hand. "Sometimes I sharpen then, though I obviously do not forget to brush. What about you?"
"Of course I brush my teeth!...most of the time." Chara muttered. "Hey, we should probably, uh..."
"Oh! Right, of course..." Muffet slowly pushes herself upward while also helping Chara up. "Sorry about that, Chara-Dearie."
"Tis' fine." Chara shrugged as he rubbed his neck, and she twiddled all six of her thumbs. There's so much awkwardness flowing between them right now, it was kind of ridiculous. What they would give for someone t-
"Bark bark!" Red jumped right in-between them, following a stick that was thrown. Unaware of how glad Muffet and Chara were for her interruption, she grabbed the stick with her mouth and proudly brings it back to Frisk and Asriel, wagging her tail the entire time. She drops it before the both of them with confidence. "Stick has been successfully fetched! I'm really good at this!"
"Heh. You really are." Asriel smiled as he picked up the stick again. "Again?"
"Totally!" Red lowered her upper body in preparation. Then her nose twitched, and she suddenly stopped. "Hold on a minute...I smell something. Something...seriously burned."
"Huh...?"
"*Sniff sniff* No wait...it's not something...it's someone!" Soon enough, Red was running towards the source of the smell. Frisk and Asriel looked at one another before following her immediately. Chara and Muffet did their best to keep up.
Soon after they started moving, Asriel was beginning to understand what Red was smelling, as he sensed that someone was indeed weakened and injured. Critically on both issues. This only left him concerned that someone was in serious trouble, and he warped to the location of the one in peril. He found himself looking at a mostly charred body, but still recognizable. What surprised him was the clear Delta Rune symbol somewhere on him.
A jaguar-like monster, his fur is yellow with black dots, dresses in white robes and wears a blue bandana over his head. Behind his back, he keeps two swords and around his blue belt, he has two small daggers, usually for close combat. The white robes hold a blue Delta Rune symbol on the chest. Red blinked as she stared at the Delta Rune symbol on her own shirt, as well as the one on Asriel's scarf and Frisk's jacket. Asriel blinked.
"What...the Delta Rune symbol...?" Asriel said quietly as he kept staring at the symbol in curiosity. "But how...?"
"Do you think he's someone who was sealed away like Red...? No. He feels different. Far too different." Frisk noticed, tilting his head. "And why is he so seriously hurt...?" He then shook his head. "You know what, doesn't matter. We'll take him with us, get him out of here."
"Or, and hear me out on this...we just leave him here?" Chara suggested, smiling.
"Chara-Dearie! We can't just leave him here!" Muffet denied.
"Why not?!" Chara groaned. Muffet folded her upper and center arms, and placed her lower arms on her hips. All five of her eyes looked at him with disapproval, complete with a pout. That look...weakens him in more ways than one. "...Fine. Bit I'm keeping an eye on him. He feels...off..."
(Sans and Papyrus's Residence)
"did you really have to bring him to my house?" Sans asked as he looked at the leopard-like monster unconscious on his bed. Asriel, Red, Frisk, Chara, and Muffet were gathered around the unconscious monster in worry. Asriel sighed as he pulled his paws away from the monster.
"Well, I did the best I could. I managed to heal a majority of the damage Asriel said. "Though I'm still confused and worried about how that damage happened in the first place..."
"they looked like they were caused by some pretty devastating fire magic. though i didn't since any fighting from anywhere in ebott. so...where exactly did this guy come from...?" He didn't have an answer, and neither did the others. They were just as stumped as he was on this.
"...It looks like he's waking up." Chara took notice.
The leopard monster slowly opened his azure eyes. His eyes slowly shifts over Sans, Muffet, Red, Asriel, Frisk, and Chara. His eyes immediately turned red at the sight of the latter two.
"Human...!" He growled, but found himself unable to move at all. The damage was healed. But the exhaustion was keeping him from acting on his obviously hostile impulse. Chara didn't seem worried, he only rasied an eyebrow.
"Yeah. We're humans. And you're a large cat. Wanna keep stating the obvious, dude?" Chara folded his arms. When he saw that the feline just kept trying to get up, he forcibly pushed him down. "Okay, look pal. You're in now shape to move, not even a wiggle. Honestly I'm surprised you can wake yourself up in this state. I don't know who did this to you, but you got seriously messed up. I don't wonder who you were fighting in order to get do severely burned and damaged like this..."
"I don't think that matters. Right now, we're making sure that he's okay." Frisk said as he stares at the feline in question. "What is your name? We should at least get to know you before our mother comes to complete the rest of the healing."
There was confusion now written all over his face as Frisk's face watched him with concerned. Something wasn't right here. The first time he encountered this human, he was fighting the human with extreme hostility, for the sake of the Underground. The second time he tried fighting the human, he was brutally beaten down by another monster. The third time, in a state that he cannot fight at all, now a human is taking care of him?
What was going on here?
Well...nevertheless. So long as he was completely helpless here, he'll have to do what they say. "My...my name is Shamir. I am the Captain of the Royal Guard."
"Alternate Universe! CALLED IT!" Geno Alphys bursts into the room, startling everyone but Sans. "There's totally not a Shamir in this timeline! This isn't like the Red situation at all!"
"welp. that's one mystery solved. now here's another one...which alternate universe did he come from?"
"I don't know...but there is one thing I do know. This Shamir person has provided us the final bit of material we need to proceed!" Geno Alphys pulled out another vial, containing a piece of Shamir's fur. "I analysed his fur. And realized that it's coated, along with his entire body, with what we've been needing in order to make your plan work!"
"woah, whaddya mean, alph? what is he covered in?" Sans asked, following Geno Alphys out of the room as they made their way for the shed. Leaving Shamir with the others.
"Well then. It looks like our feline friend is from another universe. What we don't know is how he got here." Chara noted. "Those two geniuses will have to figure that out for us, because I honestly have no clue."
"I...I don't understand. Where are we...?" Shamir asked.
"We're on the Surface, Shamir. Recently moved up here, too." Asriel told him
"The Surface...?! But that's impossible! The Barrier shouldn't be broken yet!"
"Oh that's just great. He's from a universe where the Barrier hasn't been broken yet." Chara rolled his eyes. "That doesn't make things difficult at all. Do you remember the last thing you did before you ended up here?"
"All I remember is this that I was trying to claim a human soul, but someone has defeated me. And in a very brutal manner. But they also avoided killing me." Shamir lowered his head. "I can't recall much..."
"He was attacking Frisk. Oh that's just fantastic." Chara facepalmed. Their friends needed to get here and clear the misunderstanding before it turns into something highly troublesome. Luckily for them, Shamir is too exhausted to try and lash out at Frisk or himself. Though that still doesn't answer the question of who he was fighting, except that it was someone with fire magic. And the damage suggests that this was one-sided.
Who could be that strong that wasn't from the Classic Timeline? Geno Sans left a while ago, so it wasn't him. Shamir doesn't look like a slouch in the field of battle, either. He looks like he's had a lot of battle experience. And yet...
In Sans' shed, Geno Alphys placed the vial in the machine next to the glitched bone compartment, and closed it up. Then she began typing excitedly, represented by her eyes shining white with anticipation. Sans looked over her shoulder with curiosity. She suddenly stopped typing, her smile growing wide. She pulled Sans over and had him look at what came up on her screen. Sans looked at what she scanned and what's gotten her so worked up. Once he understood, his eye sockets lost their light.
"...no...no way..."
"Yes way! Totally absolutely yes way! I don't know who that cat is, but we've hit the jackpot!" Geno Alphys beamed. "These are parts of Gaster. They're codes. Codes of Gaster! Just pieces of him, but enough to be recognizable! He finally found a way to reach out to you, Sans! He provided you a way! And with this, we now have a plan that's more solid than the last!"
"...i...i can't believe it. we might actually be able to pull this off. if we can apply this to...yeah...yeah! this might actually work."
"Sure will. But not without a little help from a certain someone." Geno Alphys turned around and resumed typing. "You see, I've come into contact with someone from another alternate universe. I told them we're from the Classic Universe and that we needed their help. They're more than glad to provide said help. And they're someone I didn't expect to see." She said as she pressed the button, and yet another temporal rift opened before them.
...someone stepped forward...
Back in the room, the others were doing their best to try and figure out what was going on, or at least get a clue. Muffet was casuslly rubbing her chin...as she was standing on the ceiling.
"...Uh...how are you doing that...?" Shamir asked, sweatdropping.
"I can do many things a spider can~" she giggled. "But you shouldn't be wondering what I was doing. I'm much more curious about what you could have possibly been doing when you've gotten yourself in such a pitiful state. You look like a seasoned warrior."
"I am. But all of this...I don't have any understanding of what's going on."
"Well, all of this does require some explaining, I'll admit even I still don't completely understand things here. But we really can't do that until everyone else is here. It'll be better that way." Red said as she pushed her cowl back.
Soon, the rest of the gang arrived with understandably confused faces. Toriel could see the injured jaguar monster lying on Sans' bed, and immediately moved over to heal him. She was confused at Shamir's shocked reaction.
"Toriel...Asgore...?!"
"Here we go again. Red went through the same thing. Recognizes the King and Queen, yet no one else. Except for me and Frisk, for some reason..." Chara wondered.
"I really don't wanna deal with this so early in the morning...what is it this time?" Undyne yawned, rubbing her eye. Her hair was very messy, Alphys having not brushed it yet.
"Children...is there something you would like to tell us? You give the impression that you have something important to say. Regarding this new arrival?" Toriel said, slowly healing Shamir.
Asriel rubbed his neck, as well as Frisk and Red looking very sheepish. "Well, Mom...it's very complicated..."
"it's about to get even more complicated, kiddo." Sans said, leaning on the doorway. Everyone turned to him, as well as Geno Alphys twiddling her fingers. "i've been keepin' something from you all. something i've been holding out on for a long time."
"Holding out...Sans, what are you talking about?" Toriel asked him, feeling concern grow within her.
"for many years, and many resets. i've had a personal mission. now that the resets are over, i could get back to tryin' to achieve my goal. it's very important to me, but i wouldn't have dragged anyone else into it if i didn't know it was going to work. now i have a sporting chance of succeeding this time." Sans sighed. "but like i said, things are gonna get much more complicated than that."
"It started with this Jaguar monster named Shamir. And it's continuing with our latest guest." Geno Alphys stepped to the side, allowing for the person in question to step through. Or more like...the duo in question.
One of them was wearing some sort of armor...but it was more of the adventurer type than the soldier type. Wearing a gray shirt, black shorts with a hole for his tail, along with a purple scarf and purple boots. His magical aura feels a lot like Papyrus's, but not quite. Then there was the highly familiar golden hair on his head...
The other was feminine. She wore a light purple sweaterdress and a darker purple jacket over said sweatdress, with a bit of gray outlining around the pockets she was sticking her paws in, as well as a bit inside of her hood. Her small fluffy tail was also visible. Her entire demeanor looked pretty lazy, yet also filled with slight motherly kindness...and a lot of power. Much fiery power.
Shamir froze upon seeing her. T...That's her! She's the one who put me in this state! And yet...what is this?!
Toriel was shocked enough to stop healing Shamir and throw her paws up to her mouth. Asgore seemed gobsmacked enough to not notice he broke the door handle a little. Frisk, Asriel, and Chara were possibly the only ones who weren't as gobsmacked as Toriel and Asgore.
...because these two are Toriel and Asgore. Just much, much smaller.
The smaller Toriel looked up at her shocked Classic counterpart. After a moment of contemplation and curious gazes, she smirked.
"sup, classic me?"
Asriel: ..is that...Mom and Dad?! But how?!
Chara: Interesting...confusing as hell, but interesting...probably. Who knows.
Frisk: Shamir...he looked pretty panicked once he saw the other Toriel...what could this mean?
Red: It means we got caught up in another mess, that's what. Not only that but Sans has to come clean with what he's been up to with the machine.
Me: And here we are into the newest arc. The Gaster-Reassembled Arc! How and why the arc is cslled this, you might be able to figure out here. And if you haven't yet...well...I can orobably explain it better in the next chapter. Or maybe I've totally lost you all right here...
Asriel: Oh golly...we're in for another venture, aren't we? Oh well. Until the next chapter.
