Error: Welcome back to this cruddy fan fiction filled with dirty glitches and terrible attempts at humor. With the obviously most important character: Me!
Me: *trapped in blue threads* Hmmmmph!
Error: What do you mean I'm not the main character?! What kind of Undertale Fanfiction doesn't focus mostly on Sans or Sanses?! IT DOESNT COMPUTE!
Me: Mmmph!
Error: Oh puh-leaze. The fourth wall can't tell me what to do. It already tried. Didn't work out.
Me: Mmmm...
Error: Anyway, this pathetic whelp doesn't own me, CrayonQueen/LoverofPiggies does. It'll explain why he'll think his characterization of me is terrible, but you should know that he's really trying. Hmph. He'd better. I gotta look good on my debut.
Me: Mmmmh...
Error: Just shut up and start the chapter already.
Chapter S-S-S-S-Start!
{Anti-Void}
"Grrr...nnnggh...agh...!" Chara grunted angrily as he tried to free himself from the blue threads, to no avail. Asriel and Frisk couldn't bring themselves to move too much, except for their heads. Asriel's eyed were still locked onto the one keeping them trapped, multiple thoughts running through his mind. The most prominent one was shared with him and his brothers.
Despite the semi-friendly demeanor, this Sans was NOT a friend of theirs.
"Ah quite your strugglin, chump. None of you are going anywhere unless I say so." Their assailant rolled his pinprick eyes at Chara. He then stepped back and eyed the three of them. "Hafta admit, it was really weird for me at first. But now I've found the source of all the trouble. And color me surprised, it has to be this trio of troublemakers."
Frisk and Asriel were a bit put off by how his voice seemed to glitch out and turn to static at irregular intervals. It somehow made him even more menacing than he looked. Chara was not very impressed, but would rather not focus on that right now.
"What kind of Sans are you?!"
"Ah! You noticed how different I was from the others you encountered so far. Thanks for noticing!~" He grinned a bit proudly. "Anyway, I'm obviously not the Sans you know and possibly love. Or hate. Guess it doesn't really matter. I'm a special type of Sans."
"Special how?"
"What is this, twenty questions? Here I am wrapping you up nice and comfy, and you feel the need to interrogate me. You're being awfully rude, ya know that?"
"Says the guy who's got us trapped in a mess of strings. Who's the real rude one here?!"
"Hey. Compared to what I usually do to intruders, this is pretty decent hospitality. C'mon, I'm trying my best to be civil, and you're just making it difficult."
Asriel knew better than to believe his words to be entirely true. While this Sans' facial expression was more or less casual, Asriel could sense him leaking unimaginable amounts of killing intent, enough to exponentially supersede Chara's before his redemption. It was more than enough to convince him that he was bad news.
"Well. Whatever. You wanna know who I am. It probably won't matter in a couple moments, so I guess I can let you in on a couple things." He wiggled his fingers, blue threads waving with them. "The name's Sans. Error Sans."
"Error...Sans...?" Frisk said curiously.
"Well I guess we could have figured that out, considering the word 'ERROR' is appearing all over your body, and your colors are completely inverted and random." Chara said. He didn't show it physically anymore, but he was still clearly panicking on the inside. Every sense he had was screaming at him to be away from this glitched skeleton as soon as possible. But he couldn't find enough strength to struggle due to these blasted blue threads. "And what the heck is with these blue threads?! How are you even doing that?!"
"I already told ya, I'm a special Sans~" Error grinned playfully/creepily. Chara noticed that the explanation didn't explain anything at all. What was wrong with this Sans?. "Anyway, enough about me. Let's talk about something a liiiiiittle bit more interesting at the moment, which is pretty damn rare. Yes. Let's talk about you three brats for a while."
"Um...okay. What do you want to know about us...?" Frisk asked politely. This 'Error Sans' was clearly dangerous and most likely unpredictable. He found it best not to do or say anything that could spark even the tiniest of violent reactions he could possibly take.
Error chuckled. "Welp. The first thing I can definitely say about you three...you've got some serious nerve, gettin' away with what the stunts that three of you pulled. Setting certain events up so that all three of you are alive and well. When in reality, at least two of you should really be dead."
Chara narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "What is that supposed to mean?"
Error sighed. "Heh. Gotta remember I'm talking to a trio of kids...course they wouldn't understand. If you really don't know just what the he'll you did, then I'll explain it to you." A plethora of threads appeared behind Error, and he causally leans back into them, as they served as a hammock of sorts. "First, lemme ask ya somethin'. How exactly did this entire thing begin? You both know already. You both know how all of this started. Go on ahead. Answer."
Asriel hesitated. Both he and Frisk sensed that telling Error this would have serious consequences, because he was speaking as if he already knew. He just wanted to hear it from their mouths. This slight fear made the both of them stay silent for a little while. Though the possible ramifications of not answering was even more fear-provoking.
Frisk looked up to Error Sans, being completely truthful. "We wanted them change things. My fate, Asriel's, Chara's, everyone's fate. We just couldn't stand the fact that either not everyone gets out of the Underground, or everyone dies. We couldn't take that strict loop anymore. So before Asriel could turn back to Flowey, we made a vow to change things forever. To do something even better than True Pacifist, and to completely make Genocide impossible. A route where no one dies, and no one is left behind. Not Asriel, not Chara. No one. Everyone leaves alive, safe, and happy. Asriel no longer being a soulless being, Chara being redeemed from being a demon, and making sure that none of it could be undone." Frisk nodded after taking a much needed breather. "This was our goal. And we achieved it six years ago."
"Ya see? Don't it feel good to be truthful? Ya filthy brats." The trio was greatly caught off guard by him taking a hostile tone all of his sudden, his eye sockets suddenlt being filled with multiple black 'ERROR' words. "Asriel. Frisk. You two are fully aware of what you were trying to do, and ya kept going on at it. Along with everyone else. Needless to say...that seriously pisses me off."
The three of them recoiled again at the hostility seeping into his rapidly glitching voice. Chara felt the threads tighten painfully around him, and he had to resist snarling more in irritation. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?!",
Error scoffed. "Ugh. You three really know nothing, do you? Annoying. All three of you are annoying." He grumbled as he stepped off of his thread hammock and began pacing in front of the three of them. "You're from the Classic Universe. The code for Classic Universe, they've been HEAVILY ALTERED! You didn't follow the well-known path that True Pacifist Route is supposed to lead, and you deliberately made sure that the Genocide Route couldn't be reached by redeeming Chara. That's supposed to be impossible!" Chara took great offense to this. Error didn't care. "And Asriel was never supposed to permanently regain his physical form AND exist as a separately entity from Flowey. That was only possible because of that STUPID Geno Alphys from a Genocide timeline. Then there was the six human souls helping the both of you out FAR more than they should have! Because of them you now have this." Error gestured to Asriel's Rainbow Soul. "And with that precious new soul of yours, you broke yet ANOTHER placed, crucial standard to the routine. Monsters are supposed to be weaker than humans. You outright DEFIED that rule by giving the monster souls of all monsters of the Underground a massive boost in power, making them stronger overall!"
"Is this rant gonna go on longer?" Chara deadpanned.
"Almost finished." Error held one finger in front of him with slight but extremely clear agitation. "And to top all of this off...you destroyed the True Reset. All of the changes you made to the timeline, and the Classic Universe as a whole, are very close to permanent. Even a regular Reset won't undo any of those changes. Most of them will be stuck like they are..." He sighed as he slowed and calmed himself down, scratching the top of his skull. "Had I known that you three were capable of causing such a ruckus, I would have put a stop to it sooner. But no. I got cocky. They're just three little kids, Error. There's no way they could pull this off, Error. Nothing they can do that you're not prepared for, ERROR!"
Chara sighed. "Can you get to the point, already?"
"Rude." Error grunted. "To put it simply, everything is outta whack. The code for the Classic Universe...I can't recognize it at all. Nothing is the same anymore. Everything has been forever changed. It's almost as if it's yet another dirty glitch that I have to clean up."
"Dirty glitch...?" Chara questioned, cutting him off for the third time. Error glared at Chara and lifted his hand. Chara gasped as unbelievable pain struck through his very being. Blue threads were tightly squeezing his soul.
"CHARA!" Asriel and Frisk gasped in unison, eyes suddenly wide with concern.
"That's strike three, you little punk. I don't appreciate being interrupted multiple times in a row. You best not keep mocking my hospitality with that piss-poor attitude of yours." Error growled viciously. He eased the threads off of Chara's soul, leaving him breathing heavily and sweating off of his forehead. "Now what was I talkin' about again...oh yeah! To answer your rudely asked question, I have a special job. It's a rather important job, specifically because no one else is willing to do it. But somebody has to, or else it'll never get done. So that someone's gotta be me, ya see."
Asriel felt coldness seepering around him, simply with those words alone. Error's glitched tone was slowly lowering to rather intimidating levels. Waiting for Error to do what was somehow and somewhat related to calming down. When he was at a somewhat stable level where he can actually talk to him again. "Um...what exactly is your job?" Asriel knew he wasn't going to like the answer, not at all. Error Sans was giving off that kind of impression the entire time.
Error chuckled darkly as he began pacing again. "Surely ya can figure it out? You kiddos have been going on field trips across the multiverse. Universes that are so radically different from the original. Sometimes they aren't that different at all...but they're still there. Changes in those universes that clearly shouldn't be there. They're nothing but mistakes. Mistakes and glitches that I have to clean up, because no one else will. There should be only ONE universe."
The trio watched as Error's grin gradually grew more unhinged, not at all liking where this was going. Frisk put the pieces together. "You...you destroy Alternate Universes...?"
"Ding Ding! This one gets it at the drop of a dime! They shouldn't exist...so I get rid of them. Simple as that."
"How can you call destroying entire universes simple?!" And Chara thought he was a sinister force. He destroyed mere timeliness. Error has decimated entire universes and treats it as if it's a casual job. He's far worse than who Chara used to be. And yet he couldn't help but feel that he and Frisk had something to do with this Sans' current state. But that didn't matter right now. The level of danger they were in as just increased due to this information.
Error shrugged, unaffected by the outburst this time. "I figured you'd say that. My job is a thankless one. But somebody's gotta do it, right? I clean up all the dirty glitches that shouldn't exist. Speaking of dirty glitches...don't think I don't know what you three are up to." The blue threads tightened around all three of their souls this time, and they grimaced from the building pain it sent through their bodies. "I'm sensing bits of Gaster on ya. You're tryin' to out him back together. Now...ya gotta realize why I can't let ya do that. He used to exist in the Classic Universe, but that was all said and gone when he was scattered across time and space. Therefore he's still a dirty glitch. And with that, I'll find him and kill him. You see why bringing him back into existence in the Classic Universe would make that job difficult, right?"
Frisk shook his head. "Gaster has been scattered for so long. He's the only one left that we have to save. We have to put him together so he won't suffer anymore. And now we have a means to do so, we can help him."
Error facepalmed a bit, groaning in aggravation. "What did I just say? I literally just said that I can't let you do that and that I'll kill him. Ugh, I thought you'd be a better listener than this, Frisk. And not only that, Sans Classic was actually okay with three kids doin' this for him? That seems pretty damn irresponsible of him, isn't it?"
"Sans fully trusts us to do this. He's left this task in our hands so his own mind can have a break." Asriel said. "I don't think I'll fully understand you or why you hate Alternate Universes so much...but you shouldn't go destroying them! So what if they're radically different from the original Universe? That's why 'Alternate' is there! You call them glitches and mistakes, but the people living in them don't think so! Those universes are as real to them as our world is to ours!"
Error blinked. Then his grin widened while he slowly closed his eye sockets. The blue threads pulled on Asriel until he was up close to Errors face. Error slowly reopened his eye sockets, which were now glitching with 'Errors' and random numbers.
"Ya sound just like that stupid artist and that monochrome pipsqueak...aND thEy bOTh rEalLy gEt On mY NErvEs..." The threads tightened around Asriel's soul, and he let out a yelp of pain, his face twisted into a agonized grimace. "You're nothing but a trio of troublesome brats that are making my job MUCH harder than it needs to be. You may be from the Classic Universe...but you're also the ones who altered it's code so drastically I don't even recognize it. It's almost like another dirty glitch, but at the same time, it isn't. Not only that, now you're hopping from AU to AU like it's some kind of multiverse-level field trip, just so you can bring back that Gaster Bastard?"
"What's...wrong...with trying to save everyone...?" Asriel said slowly, having just one eye open. "We made a promise...to Sans...he's been through so much...we really want to do this for him. What's...wrong with that?!"
Error shook his head while letting out more glitched chuckles. He slowly pushes Asriel back until he was in line with his brothers. "Shoulda expected that. All three of you are filled with Determination to SAVE Gaster. The last person you need to SAVE. Heh." He shrugged in an uncaring manner. "What's wrong, you ask? You're naive, Asriel. You've been through hell, and you still have the Determination to keep on kickin'. You're filled with so much Hope and Dreams...that's why no matter how messed up you get, you'll never truly give up. Neither will Frisk. Chara, on the other hand...well, I don't think I need to tell you about that. Moving onto more important matters..." The threads tightened around all three of their souls, and they all let out a cry of agony. "I'm afraid I can't let you Continue this little mission of yours. You'll ruin my chance of erasing Gaster for good, and I don't need that on my list of failures."
Chara grunted, gritting his teeth. "Talk about...a pot calling the kettle black...you destroy AU's...anything that's not like the original...you call them glitches...and yet look at you...you're probably the most messed up glitch of all! You hypocritical jackass!"
"Like I said before, at least I'm actually DOING something about it. Now enough of that. I wanna ask you something else." Error's glare intensified, but his grin didn't lessen. That was somehow worse. "I know Geno's been to the Classic Universe. Where did he go?"
"Geno...as in Geno Sans?" Frisk asked curiously.
"Duh! Who else could I be talking about? I had him, but then the dirty rogue glitch got away because he had unexpected cover. I know you've seen him. Where did he run off to?"
Chara's eyes widened in realization, recalling what he overheard when Geno was asked a about what happened to his Frisk:
...some things are better left unsaid, geno alph...
"...He wasn't just visiting our timeline, was he? He was running from someone...he was running from you." Chara raised his voice accusingly. "You're the one who erased Geno Frisk after they helped him escape, didn't you?!" But that also means...Shamir's timeline got caught in the crossfire...he must have destroyed that one, too!
The threads were tightening by the minute. The pain increasing and almost becoming blinding. Error's grin was growing more unhinged. "I'm not really known for my patience, kiddos. I suggest you try not to test it."
"We don't know where he is! He just left without saying goodbye to anyone except Geno Alphys! He could be anywhere by now!" Frisk said both truthfully and desperately. The three of them were in critical danger now, Error's patience was slipping fast.
"So he got away again. Tch. Whatever. Just like Gaster, he can't run and hide forever. Sooner or later, he's gonna make a mistake...and that will be the LAST one he ever makes." Error narrowed his eye sockets. Frisk could feel how Determined he was. He truly believed he was doing the right thing...no matter how twisted it truly was. "But for now...I have to figure out just exactly what to do with you three. You're trying to mess up and ruin all of my hard labor. Ya really think I'm gonna let you get away with that?"
"Don't know. Don't care." Chara narrowed his eyes, which began glowing red. "We're through hearing this crazy rant of yours. Let us go. Immediately."
"Ooooh! The Demon Eyes! I'm soooooo scared now!" Error mockingly waved his hands. "Or what, huh? Whaddya gonna do if I don't?"
"...Asriel." Chara said simply.
Asriel nodded. Error has made the mistake of not covering Asriel's open paws. Said paws sparked with lightning as he purposely latched onto the threads holding his wrists. "Shocker Breaker."
"...Oh. Errors were ma-GAAAAAAH!" Rainbow lightning surged through the blue threads and struck at Error, blasting him back and unwittingly releasing the trio from his clutches. They each landed on their feet as Frisk scrambled for the remote.
"Later, sucker!" Chara taunted as Frisk opned a portal out of the Void, and the three of them immediately jumped through it, and it closed behind them.
Error was lying on his back, colorful lightning still surging off of his body. His expression went from deadpan, to outright irritation. He slowly stands back up, dusting himself off and stretching out a bit. Afterwards, strings began manifesting from his fingers, his eyes were filled with 'ERRORS', and the left one was shining a furious cyan in the center. Regardless, he first took a deep breath, then sighed as calmly as he possibly could.
"...Yup. It's official. Now I'm PISSED. "
{Meanwhile: Classic Universe}
"yo. fluffy kitty. time to wake up."
Fwoosh!
"AAAGGGHHH!" Shamir screamed in pain as his rear was suddenly hit with a burst of heat, making him fall off the couch he was sleeping on. He quickly got up and got into a defensive position, with a dagger in his paw. Though he simply glared as he saw who was bothering him.
Alter!Toriel sprayed a bit of canned whip cream on her snout, casuslly licks it away, and waved to the startled jaguar monster. Alter!Asgore was standing next to her,dining at her rather rude way of waking him him. She smiled mischievously. "heya, kitty. rise and shine. stretch out and get up."
"...You know, the more I see you, the less I can stand your presence. It's getting rather aggravating."
"awwwwh, but i'm such a good person. seein' me shouldn't give you bad vibes, just good vibes. unless ya do something that deserves bad vibes...then yeah, you'll get bad vibes." Alter!Toriel winked. Her left eye flashed with fire when her right one closed. "and bad vibes leads to bad times." Shamir was about to retort, but she raised a paw to stop him. "and before you respond to that, just remember that this little fluffball kicked your tail without even trying. do you really wanna say something that'll repeat that experience?"
Shamir glared at her, humiliation coursing through his being. But...he had to concede. She's proven already that she was the better warrior. And she was the younger sibling. Wondered what that makes of the older one, Alter!Asgore. He didn't enjoy the thought of fighting them both at once because he held onto a grudge. "...No."
"that's a good kitty." Alter!Toriel softly patted his head. He growled at her, but she wasn't intimidated in the slightest. "now, we just gotta wait a moment for the others to get here..."
"We are here." Classic Toriel called from the stairs, slowly coming down. Classic Asgore came down as well, yawning a bit tiredly. Sans appeared in a cyan flash of light, with Undyne in tow. It looked like he warped her here while she was slightly unprepared, though she didn't allow it to show on her face. The best reaction that they could gain from the experience was mild annoyance, because her hair was a bit messy. The way Toriel and Asgore didn't seem surprised indicated that this was a normal thing. Toriel nodded to all of them. "So we can begin as soon as possible?"
"Indeed we can~" Alter!Asgore declared. Classic Toriel couldn't help herself. She bent down and pulled him into a soft and fluffy hug, as she's still immersed in how adorable he was. He blinked a bit before chuckling. "Nyohoho! Hugs are nice~"
The same goes for Classic Asgore. Once again, he reached down and picked Alter!Toriel by the sides, then set her on his lap when he sits on the couch. She looked back at him in amusement. "we're gonna go back to that, huh?"
"Yes~" Classic Asgore beamed as he bugged her close to him, gently squishing her cheek to his own. "Smol Tori is such a cute Tori, Bahahahaha~" He kept one arm wrapped around Alter!Toriel while his other paw reached out to grab Classic Toriel's paw and lightly kiss the top of it. "But of course, my Tori is plenty cute on her own. Hmhm~"
"Asgore...this might be awkward for our Alter! Selves..." Classic Toriel mumbled, though she couldn't help but blush and giggle quietly.
"nah, it's alright." Alter!Toriel waved off their slight concern. "anyway, now that the ones that gotta be here are...well...here...we can discuss a rather important matter. more specifically, you." She nodded her head towards Shamir. He blinked quietly.
"What...?"
"You heard the short fluffball that looks like Toriel. We gotta talk. Talk about you." Undyne declared.
"What's that supposed to mean...?"
"dude, come on. it can't be that hard to figure out." Alter!Toriel said as she rolled her eyes. "we're gonna straighten out a couple things for you before we can let you get out and do something stupid." Shamir glared at her, but she casually ignored it. "you're supposed to be the captain of the royal guard in an entirely different universe."
"Well lemme just remind you...that's not gonna count here. The Royal Guard is disbanded in this timeline, and you oughta get used to it." Undyne said. "I'm gonna be as straight with you as I possibly can so you can properly understand what's going on in the present, without misunderstanding. Yeah. The whole 'Royal Guard Duty' thing...that needs to stop. Right here, right now."
Shamir seemed a bit taken aback by this. "Stop...?"
"You've been here a couple days, you should have seen that humans and monsters are not mortal enemies anymore. We've come to an understanding six years ago. Hell, when we broke the Barrier, we stayed in the Underground anyway for another six years just to be sure that they were ready for us to move in. Laying everything out, making quite enough space for us, informing other major leaders that we come in peace and all that junk...we've been doing well. Now I've got time for my girlfriend, and she has time for me! Even moved into the same house, it's great!"
Shamir was a bit doubtful of this. But he could see that Undyne has put on her no-nonsense facial expression for a moment.
"Look. We're not dumb enough to believe that everything about our relations is perfect." Undyne said. The reason why we were forcing ourselves to wait in the first place because our bitter view of humans got six children killed, and that definitely brought a bit of negativity. We had to accept responsibility for that and stay in the mountain a little while longer. It's better than picking a fight over it."
Shamir stared at Undyne for the longest time, eyes a bit dulled with disbelief. "But...we needed those souls in order to break the Barrier, didn't we...?"
Undyne pushed her hair back a bit while looking a bit exhausted. "Look dude, you can't make up a good reason to kill a child who hasn't done anything to you. I already tried that with Frisk, and I still feel like shit for it."
"The immensity of our wrongdoings made us no better than the humans that forced us down there. That's why I canceled the declaration of a second war, as well as had the monsters wait as long as they did. We didn't need anymore trouble placed against us than we needed." Classic Asgore said while gently hugging Alter!Toriel. He noticed that both she and her brother were paying close attention to what the others were saying. "Shamir, we didn't want to allow any more hostilities between humans and monsters to grow due to misunderstanding. Both of us needed to admit our faults and our roles in the conflict, so we can continue onward to a brighter future."
Classic Toriel nodded softly. "We also seemed to notice that you hold some animosity towards my human children, Frisk and Chara. We would really like for you to please attempt to move past that. Whatever experience you had with the both of them in your world, it isn't the case here. No longer. They're both very good boys, the best that they can be."
Shamir turned to the memories he most likely still had full possession of, and looked at Classic Toriel in disbelief. "What...but...I could have sworn that I've seen that child before...and I've witnessed said child..."
"I know what you saw must have been horrible. But I can assure you, neither of them are like that. At least...not anymore for Chara. The effects of hies actions have been mostly undone, and the both of them show much remorse for their actions. That includes my birth son, Asriel."
"we dunno how different things were for you, but we can tell that the world you were in was obviously beginning to suck. unlike this timeline where things are slowly getting better. frisk and chara are both good kiddos. the latter...it was hard for him." Sans informed him. "he knows full well that the things he did are far from okay. for six years, because of his past actions, he's had very severe self-esteem issues that continues to persist even today."
"It's true. He greatly doubts his ability to stay a good person." Classic Asgore said with an audible sigh. "It's a very sad ordeal for him. No matter what we say, and no matter how much better he feels and how sure of himself he is...that doubt will always be there. At the moment, we cannot do anything about it."
"Except to be there for him whenever he feels down. We have no problem constantly letting him know that we're here for him." Classic Toriel said with a soft smile. "Chara is my eldest child. He deserves just as much love, care, and support as Asriel and Frisk. He's determined to live his life atoning for his wrongdoings. And we are very determined to support him through said path."
"so, uh...when the kiddos come back...try not to give 'em a hard time, capiche?" Sans nodded. "they're volunteerin' to do something quite important for me, and i'd rather they not come back from it with them seeing your face still full of scorn."
Shamir quietly listens to all of them explain this to him, seeing as they figured leaving him in the dark for too long would do nothing positive for any of them. They insist that the world he was currently in was a world that humans and monsters were mostly getting along, that his own world was long gone, and thst the humans he saw were not his enemy. In complete honesty, it was a lot to take in. None of them wore a face that resembled deception. They're being completely truthful with him.
"Anyway, dear friend. We would like to know something about you." Alter!Asgore said. "When my sister kinda...burned you into a crisp for trying to attack our Frisk...you suddenly disappeared. And you said before that, you were fighting another Frisk, before that one..." He sighed. "Do you remember anything about what happened? Anything at all?"
Shamir lowered his eyes as he tried to think about what happened to him. "I...I was fighting the human...then something else happened. Everything became all disorted. Then suddenly I was seeing all white for a moment...then complete darkness for the rest of it. I had no idea where I was, or where I was going at all. Just that the human disappeared, our fight completely broken up, and I was lost in that space that you called the Void."
Alter!Toriel narrowed her eyes. "you said that for a moment, everything around you was white. the void is black, not white." Sans sounded a bit confused by this. He was only aware of the Void filled with darkness. How was there one that was completely white? Alter!Toriel looked a bit confused by this too, trying to remember a place alike the Void, but completely white. Then it hit her, and she suddenly realized how serious this mission was, since it involved reassembling Gaster. "welp, me and gori gotta go. like, uh...right now." Alter!Toriel said a bit urgently. Classic Asgore recognized this, and gently placed her back on the floor, feet-first. "it looks like the danger levels are higher than i thought they'd be. we're gonna hafta go after them. they should have the first piece of gaster already, anyway."
"You sound worried all of a sudden. Do you know what Shamir's experience might mean?" Undyne asked.
"i do. and if i'm right about it, them the dreemurr trio is about to become a target because they're looking to reassemble gaster. all the more reason why we gotta follow 'em as soon as possible." Alter!Toriel said, urgency still in her voice. "i meant what i said before, classic me. i said we would take care of them. you can definitely trust us to do so."
"I think I can trust myself to take care of my children." Classic Toriel giggled, but nonetheless was still pretty serious about it.
"Urgency? The situation has become urgent! This has become a major task suiting the Amazing Asgore!" Alter!Asgore declared triumphantly. "We shall not fail! Nothing will keep us from protecting the trio!"
"yeah yeah, you're pretty great bro. time to go." Alter!Toriel said quickly as she grabbed his gloved paw and dragged him along. She stopped and turned back to Shamir. "you. you're coming too."
"Me?"
"yeah you. if i'm right, and i REALLY hope that i'm not, i just figured out who's responsible for destroying your timeline." That was more than enough to get Shamir up and moving. She smiled. "figured you'd agree without hesitation."
"I still don't like you."
"heh. i deserve that one." She continued dragging Alter!Asgore along. "c'mon gori. we gotta hurry up!"
"H-Hold on, Tori! I didn't properly pack my scones!"
{In-Between Universes}
Traveling dimension to dimensions was very interesting. Asriel and Frisk didnt really get a chance to think deeply on the experience be ause they were visibly and understandably freaked out when it happened with Flowerfell. The experience during the journey to Storyshift was very similar to this one. For some reason, when hopping in-between universes like this, the holes are rainbow colored. While in the Void it was black, and the Anti-Void was White. They figured that this type of travel was somewhere in the middle.
Strange.
"Sheesh. What was with that Sans? The guy's a complete maniac. I know what I'm talking about when I say that, because I used to be one!" Chara emphasized while floating through the colorful space. It was slightly disorienting for him and it bordered on causing nausea. But he kept his head together.
Asriel and Frisk were mesmerized by the travel, however. So many colors and such a variety of sensations. The experience so far was quite an enjoyable one. It piqued their curiosity that this is what wormholes between universes looked like. It made the Void and Anti-Void seem so dull. And they were both very ominous...
Speaking of ominous...
"Why do you think Error Sans feels like it's his job to eliminate AU's, when he's one himself?" Asriel asked.
"I don't think he has a legitimate reason for doing this that can be fairly justified. By how he's speaking, he genuinely thinks he's doing the right thing, and he'll use any means necessary to justify it himself." Frisk said. "He blames us for altering the Classic Universe to the point that it's 'Code' is messed up or unrecognizable. At least that's how his perspective sees it."
"But the options we had wouldn't lead all of us to happiness, like we wanted. We just wanted everyone to be saved...why does he have to see that as a bad thing?"
"Whatever. What matters is that we got away from him. I don't want to think about what might have happened if we allowed him to continue." Chara said. "Now, where do we go next? What's the remote pointing us to?"
Asriel looked over to Frisk, as well as the remote. The latter gently handed it to him. "It should be leading us to...wait a minute." Asriel realized something. "Error Sans says that he travels to Alternate Universes to destroy them...he might be able to cut us off!"
Chara blinked. ...Well...crud.
"ANd DoNTchA knOw tHAT iT's rUDe to tALk aBOut SoMEbOdY wHO's LisTeNIng...heHeHEhe...hEheHeHe...HeHahaAhhAHaHaAhaH!"
They all turned around to see a thoroughly pissed off Error following them through the wormhole, grinning and laughing maniacally and glitching erratically. Blue threads were flailing wildly and violently, wrapping around their targets in a matter of seconds. Chara snarled as he struggled as hard as he could.
Error grinned madly. "Heh. Ya little punks. Thought you could get away from me, eh? Well too bad! Error always gets his target. He cocked his head to the side. "Hmmm...it still baffles me that you three are so close...and the oldest one seems VERY protective of the younger two..."
"YOU LEAVE THEM ALONE!" Chara shouted furiously, struggling against the threads the most vehemently.
"Nope. It's far too late for that. You wanted to go on a multiverse styled field trip? Be my guest. Though it seems that you three have always been spending time together. It ain't very beneficial to do so with every waking moment." Error once again mockingly grins at them. "So yoU tHrEE sHouLD sPeND sOMe tIMe aPaRt..."
He swung his hand to the side. The brothers were suddenly sent flying in three different directions while still warping. Asriel hurriedly grabs the remote and sruffs it in his bag, though he tried in vain to reach out to his brothers, who were trying the same.
"ASRIEL!"
"FRISK!"
"CHARA!"
They shouted each others name right before the three of them were driven into different directions and disappeared in a white flash of light. The last thing Asriel saw was Frisk's expression filled with immense concern and Chara's filled with a mix of that and horror, while the last thing he heard was Error's haunting glitched cackle.
Then he lost consciousness...
Error: Oh gee. Another cliff. Quick, everyone go fall off it with reckless abandon!
Me: *shakes head* Nmmmmph!
Error: I know I'm not allowed to push the readers off cliffs. That's why i'm asking them to run off it on their own terms. That way it'll be meaningful!~
Me:*shakes head* Grrrmmmmph.
Error: You're the one who left a cliffhanger two times in a row! I thought tou were getting attached to cliffs!
Me: *mental facepalm*
Error: Tch. Captives like you are just so confusing...whatever. We'll see what the next chapter brings. You'd better hope they think I'm in character or you're gonna be in for some serious bad times.
Me: Hmmm...
Error: What do you mean you already are? Oh for the love of...I BARELY touched you, you big baby!
