Hey guys, I just wanted to say thank you for all the amazing support I got. This was only posted for a day and it already got so many followers and I am very grateful for that. I've gotten struck with covid for the second time so I couldn't post this earlier and I apologize for that. Well, please enjoy!
Lincoln and Toriel had gone into Toriel's house and Lincoln immediately smelled some pie. I mean that is not much of a surprise. Toriel bakes pie for a living.
"How about you go rest while I prepare some fresh;y baked pie, I think that will be an excellent first welcome gift, oh and your room is right here, I am sure you'll have a nice time living here", explained Toriel.
Living…
Right, Toriel doesn't want Lincoln to go out in Snowdin so he doesn't get hurt. Wow, Toriel was sure late to that, I mean have you seen the flowey battle? But maybe Toriel doesn't want Lincoln to go out for a different reason.
"Wait Toriel… living here? I am not living here, I have to go beyond", said Lincoln.
"Mmm yes I figured you would say that, you are quite the determined little one aren't you, especially with those red eyes you have", stated Toriel.
Red eyes? Lincoln was now more confused than ever.
"Well, don't worry, you'll be just fine living here dear, plus I really uh don't want you getting hurt", stated Toriel.
"But I'm n-"
"The decision is final, now go get some rest", demanded Toriel as she headed to the kitchen.
That conversation just left Lincoln extremely confused. Red eyes? With no more thinking Lincoln quickly ran to the mirror at the end of the hall and looked at himself in it.
Toriel wasn't lying, Lincoln's pupils were bright red. Lincoln was shocked at this.
Why were his eyes red? It didn't make sense. Chara was no longer in control anymore so why the heck are they red?
Lincoln could move himself, he was in full control, but his eyes…
"Why are my eyes like this?", said Lincoln to himself.
Then Lincoln looked at his hands.
No his hands seemed fine, the only unusual thing is that it seemed he could summon magic with them.
Was that why everyone was hiding? Is this what Toriel meant by his appearance looking different?
Lincoln's hair was fine too, it's just his eyes that are different. And something so small could mean something huge. And Lincoln was greatly concerned about that.
What will everyone say?
Then Lincoln heard something, he heard Toriel say.
"Well that was way faster than I had anticipated, hopefully he's not asleep"
Well Lincoln certainly wasn't asleep at all. And he figured that the pie Toriel was baking was done, so he strolled into the living room and he met Toriel there.
"Oh there you are my child, the pie unexpectedly took only a few seconds to bake, so it is now ready", exclaimed Toriel.
Although Lincoln didn't want to eat anything… he felt sick, because he was nervous…Of why his eyes were like this, And He wanted to ask Toriel if he could leave. In which she probably wouldn't like that question.
"Uhh.. I don't really feel like eating… any pie..", said Lincoln.
"Why not? What's wrong?", asked Toriel.
"I just uhh"
Lincoln was fidgeting with his fingers nervously.
"I was just wondering if…"
"Wondering what?", asked Toriel.
"Uhh"
…
"When can I leave?", asked Lincoln.
"What do you mean by 'leaving'?"
"Uhh, well, Can I leave this place, and go on an adventure or something? I just really need t-"
"No…"
"Huh?"
"No… you are not leaving", retorted Toriel.
"W-what why?", questioned Lincoln.
"It's too dangerous out there, I don't want to risk you getting hurt", stated Toriel.
Lincoln took a deep breath.
"Toriel… it's already too late for that", exclaimed Lincoln.
"What do you mean?"
"I already was hurt a bunch of times… too many..", stated Lincoln.
"Then that only proves my point further, you are not to leave the ruins, it is way too risky", said Toriel.
"No… NO, I can't stay here, who cares if I get injured or something? I am sure I'll be alright, I am pretty used to being hurt at this point", said Lincoln.
Toriel sighed in defeat. She knew that no matter how much she made the excuse of Lincoln getting hurt for him to stay, it wouldn't work, and it would only make Lincoln more upset.
I guess it's time for the truth.
"Ok… if I am being honest, the main reason you NEED to stay isn't because of you possibly getting hurt (although I wish that doesn't ever happen again)", admitted Toriel.
"Then why do you want me to stay here so badly?", asked Lincoln.
…
"Because you'll probably going on that killing spree again"
She knew…
Toriel was lying the entire time..
She knew everything Lincoln did in the last timeline. She only pretended to forget. And this hurt Lincoln, a lot… more so the fact that he realized she was lying about not remembering what he did exactly.
"I… I promised I wouldn't do that again…"
"But do you know what hurts even more? You basically have freed everyone from this place, only to do something so horrible, now I don't know how you managed to 'restart' everything but it was a cruel thing to do", exclaimed Toriel.
How the hell did Toriel know about this? I mean with sans that's understandable… but Toriel?
Maybe there was some sort of Glitch In The System
"H-how…"
"How do I know? I honestly don't know the answer to that question… but until then you are staying here, at least that is protecting everyone else out there", explained Toriel.
"But… I won't kill! Trust me… I learned my lesson with THAT… And, didn't we have a fun time solving those puzzles together?", asked Lincoln.
"Yeah… we did… but I just still cannot trust you", said Toriel.
"Why not?", asked Lincoln.
"I just can't… it doesn't matter how much you plead, I am NOT letting you out of the ruins, that doesn't mean I am gonna treat you badly, I just won't let you go", explained Toriel.
"But isn't that basically kidnapping?", asked Lincoln.
"Not if I am protecting everyone else…", said Toriel.
"But I said I'M NOT gonna kill, I. am. Not…", said Lincoln who was getting more irritated.
"it doesn't matter, you brought this on yourself", stated Toriel. "Now how about we-"
"No! I can't let you control my life! I am so tired of doing things other people's way, can't I just live my life the way I want to?", asked Lincoln.
"I am not controlling your life, I am simply saying that you need to stay here", exclaimed Toriel.
"But I wanna see my family-"
"So you can probably murder them too right?"
"WHAT?"
Toriel has gone too far this time. She said something that Lincoln WOULD NEVER do. No matter how high his LV is…
This was it… Lincoln had enough.. He was gonna leave despite what Toriel said.
"Goodbye Toriel.."
"My child, no, you come here this instant!", demanded Toriel.
Lincoln refused to listen, he just continued to walk down the steps into the long hallway.
Toriel went after Lincoln, she was really angry with him.
"My child, stop…"
Did he stop? No…
It was the hallway before the door.
"Lincoln… stop"
Toriel was using his name now, that made him stop right before the door. He turned around and looked at Toriel angrily.
"I'm not gonna kill anyone…", said Lincoln.
"I can't let you go, you come back right now!" demanded Toriel.
"No"
Toriel was extremely pissed off right now. How dare Lincoln disrespect her like this?
"Don't-"
"No, I will, I'll do anything it takes to stop you from attempted kidnapping", said Lincoln.
"It isn't even kidnapping-"
"It basically is… you aren't gonna change my mind", stated Lincoln
"I am not even trying to change your mind, I am demanding you to obey me", said Toriel.
"Well I am demanding you to let me go and trust me!", shouted Lincoln.
At this point, Toriel was so mad she didn't care what she did anymore… She summoned some fire floating above her hand. It frightened Lincoln a bit, but he had an idea. Probably a really bad one tho…
He summoned a shield and a sword and stood in a fighting stance, this confused Toriel a lot.
"So… you can do magic", said Toriel
Lincoln just stared at her angrily.
Did he know what he was doing?
No, in fact Lincoln had no idea what he was doing. He was fairly new to this magic stuff.
"And I thought you said you didn't want to kill anyone?", questioned Toriel.
"I am not trying to kill, I am just defending myself", said Lincoln as he looked at the fire in Toriel's hand.
"Defending yourself?"
Toriel thought for a moment, and decided to do something she may regret later…
"Then defend yourself against this!"shouted Toriel.
She began to raise her arms up towards Lincoln and he actually had gotten scared.
Toriel had shot a huge fireball at Lincoln and he raised his arm up with the shield in front of it to block the attack. It worked successfully except the force was strong enough to knock Lincoln back against the door.
He was terrified now.
"Toriel.."
But Toriel ignored Lincoln and raised her hands up again. Lincoln was practically defenseless, the only thing he could do was summon a shield and hope for the best. That's exactly what he did. The fire grazed off the sides of the shield and unfortunately, still managed to touch Lincoln and burn him. It wasn't bad but it hurt. Probably still better than getting directly hit by fire however. But he did have an upcoming bruise and a burn mark.
Toriel prepared a magical attack.
"WAI-"
FWOOSH
Toriel shot a whole wall of fire at Lincoln as he screamed, he tried to protect himself as much as he could, but unfortunately most of the fire managed to hit him. The blast was so powerful it knocked Lincoln down onto his face.
He seemed unconscious.
After the fire cleared up Toriel got a good look at what she had done. She immediately gasped and covered her mouth with her hands.
Like I had "predicted", Toriel had deeply regretted her decision.
She got down to her knees and immediately started to check if Lincoln was ok.
He was breathing, but he was also shaking a bit.
Toriel noticed that his hand was bleeding as well. She must've burned his skin to the point where there was just blood. She couldn't even begin to imagine what his face looked like….
Immediately Toriel started using her healing magic on Lincoln to heal him up. While Toriel felt immense guilt-
After a bit, Lincoln started to move. Toriel was at least relieved that he was ok. He got up, confused about what just happened. He was coughing a lot. Lincoln was now sitting and looking at his surroundings. After everything cleared up in his mind. He remembered what happened. He looked at Toriel with a worried look. He was scared that she was going to hurt him again.
"A-are you ok?", asked Toriel in concern.
LIncoln just stayed silent.
There was still a remaining burn mark on the side of Lincoln's face. It hurt… a lot.
"Oh my… you are still hurt-", said Toriel.
Lincoln just got up, he was standing up now. And he looked away from Toriel.
"Please just let me help"
Lincoln thought he didn't deserve help. Him failing to defend himself made him realize, that's how everyone else felt when he killed them. And now he completely understands why Toriel had a hard time trusting him. She just didn't want everyone else to get hurt. And Lincoln was being a complete jerk about it.
"My child please listen, I apologize for what I did", exclaimed Toriel.
Lincoln felt a sharp pain on the left side of his face and he held it. Only making the pain worse. He finally spoke up.
"You… hurt me..", said Lincoln.
"Yes… I did hurt you, and I am deeply sorry for that", apologized Toriel.
"No… I am sorry, I should've listened to you", said Lincoln as he frowned.
This shocked Toriel a bit.
"No look, I am very sorry for my actions, I got way too carried away, I should've trusted you more", mentioned Toriel.
"But… I.. I now understand that nobody can trust me, how can anyone trust me after my harsh actions…", stated Lincoln
"What made you realize all this all of a sudden?", asked Toriel.
"After getting hit with the fire, I failed to defend myself, that must've how everyone else felt when I… e-especially, you…", stuttered Lincoln.
"Listen, while I don't condone your past actions, it is all in the past now. I now I think that you won't do it again-"
"What if I do!? What if I get carried away with myself and start that again…", shouted Lincoln.
"But you won't, you've said many times you won't so with the same attitude you will not do that again. I just failed to trust you and that's all my fault, none of it was yours", explained Toriel.
"I-"
"Don't say anything else negative about yourself, you are a brave child and I know you are good at heart, I went way too far and I even hurt you", exclaimed Toriel. "I want you to stop being so negative"
Lincoln looked at Toriel with a shocked look. What she said was amazing, and it made Lincoln feel good.
But she realized this AFTER she HURT Lincoln? Did she think he deserved that?
"Now please, let me heal that burn on your face, and I'll let you leave", said Toriel.
"W-wait really?", asked Lincoln.
"Yes… I promise"
Lincoln thought for a moment and looked at the ground. Should he trust her?
I mean out of the deal Toriel made Lincoln gets both sides of it. So I guess it didn't really matter much. LIncoln agreed to let Toriel heal him. And so she used her magic and healed the injury on his face.
That felt amazing, Lincoln didn't feel any more pain.
"Do you feel better now?", asked Toriel.
"Um, yeah.. I do", said Lincoln.
"Excellent, well I guess… you should get going now", suggested Toriel.
"Wait… why are you letting me leave?", asked Lincoln. "You didn't before"
"Well, I just now understand how you feel, I hurt you… and I regret that… and that's how you must've felt", exclaimed Toriel.
Then it dawned on Lincoln. When Toriel had hurt him it made them both realize how the other person felt.
Lincoln felt the pain he inflicted on others. Toriel realized Lincoln truly regrets his actions. Guess Toriel injuring Lincoln was a good thing…
"I see… and, I also understand how you felt too.. I guess we are even", stated Lincoln.
"I guess we are, Oh. and before you go.. Do you want to take a slice of my butterscotch cinnamon pie?"asked toriel.
"Of course I do, It's truly the most delicious thing down here", exclaimed Lincoln.
"Thank you", thanked Toriel.
Lincoln had smiled while Toriel had also smiled.
Hey, what's this?
It's mom's delicious butterscotch cinnamon pie!
That sounds kind of gross…
Please my child, just try it.
Ugh fine..
…
Woah… this pie is absolutely amazing! One of the best things I've ever tasted!
I knew you would like it!
Yeah mom makes the best pies! I can't wait for you to try snail pie!
Snail pie…?
"Uhh Toriel are you ok?", asked Lincoln.
"Uh yeah I am fine, I must've had a flashback or something, anyways, here's your pie", said Toriel as she gave Lincoln a slice of pie.
Lincoln took no question into how the heck Toriel got that piece of pie so fast he just started eating the pie.
It was extremely delicious, he wasn't lying about it being one of the best foods in the underground. Sooner or later Lincoln finished eating his slice.
"Wow you ate that pretty quickly", exclaimed Toriel.
"Yeah, it's really good and I haven't actually eaten anything in a very long time so yeah", stated Lincoln.
"Ok well, it's best you be going now", said Toriel.
"Uhh OK"
Toriel went and hugged Lincoln and Lincoln slowly hugged her back.
"See you soon"
"My Child…"
Toriel then turned around and started to walk away from Lincoln while he stood there contemplating.
Everything that happened was extremely fast, and strange too. One moment Toriel was upset with him and now she is literally leaving him alone. But with that thought, Lincoln turned around and started heading out of the door.
Was Flowey ther- oh thank goodness Flowey wasn't there. Lincoln was so relieved that he didn't have to deal with that annoying weed. Even if Lincoln knew who he truly was he was still evil, and would take every chance to try and hurt him.
Lincoln walked out of the second door and there was strangely no text at all. But then eventually, he made it into Snowdin.
Hopefully others will forgive Lincoln, if they remember him…
"SANS! SANS WAKE UP!", shouted Papyrus.
Sans kept sleeping…
"SANS I SWEAR TO ASGORE IF YOU DON'T WAKE UP-"
Sans then woke up from sleeping.
"uh, what is it bro?", asked sans who was still dreary.
"I HAD, THE MOST CRAZIEST DREAM LAST NIGHT", exclaimed Papyrus.
"you became head of the royal guard?", asked sans.
"OK, SECOND MOST CRAZIEST DREAM", shouted Papyrus.
"uhh wait, can you wait to tell me? i need a moment", said sans.
"UHH SURE… NO PROBLEM, I'LL JUST BE IN THE KITCHEN MAKING SPAGHETTI", shouted Papyrus.
"but it's breakfast time-"
"SPAGHETTI IS IMPORTANT AT ANY TIME OF THE DAY! PLUS, I NEED TO BE PREPARED IN CASE A HUMAN COMES!"
Human…
Sans remembered a human…
Maybe that was all just a dream though.
But what was Papyrus's dream about?
Sans sat there on his couch contemplating for a moment. Thinking about what happened.
He died… but he is alive again. It is a serious indication that all that happened was a dream.
But what if it wasn't?
Sans decided to go and see what Papyrus's dream was about. Because he was curious and…
"OH SANS THAT DIDN'T TAKE VERY LONG, WELL I AM CERTAINLY GLAD YOU ARE AWAKE", yelled Papyrus.
"yeah… um, can you tell me about the dream you had?", asked sans.
"OH SURE! SO, I WAS SETTING UP MY PUZZLES, AND YOU WERE JUST STANDING THERE DOING NOTHING. UNTIL I ACTUALLY SPOTTED A HUMAN!! YOU STILL DID NOTHING… BUT I WAS GLAD THERE WAS HUMAN! THIS HUMAN WAS VERY NICE AT FIRST BUT THEN, THEY DID SOME THINGS", explained Papyrus.
The white dots in sans's eyes were gone.
"what kind of things…?", asked sans in a menacing tone.
"UH, WELL… LETS JUST SAY, IT WAS A VERY DUSTY SITUATION", said Papyrus. "I CONFRONTED SAID HUMAN BUT THEY WERE TOO STUBBORN! SO I-"
"you surround 'the human' in blue bones…", interrupted sans.
"Y-YES. HOW DID YOU KNOW THAT?", asked Papyrus.
"what you said wasn't a dream… it actually happened…", stated sans.
"BUT HOW WOULD THAT EVEN WORK?", asked Papyrus.
"i'll explain later, for now… what was the color of this human's hair?", asked sans.
"UHHH IT WAS WHITE, LIKE THE SNOW!", exclaimed Papyrus.
"lincoln…"
"YES! THAT WAS HIS NAME-"
"papyrus… ill be back, there's some important things i have to take care of", exclaimed sans.
"WAIT SANS, WHERE ARE YOU GOING?", asked Papyrus.
"somewhere… somewhere where you don't need to be", said sans as he opened the door.
"SANS WHAT ARE YOU EVEN DOING?", asked Papyrus in worry.
"nothing you need to know pap", said sans.
"YOU AREN'T GONNA HURT HIM ARE YOU?", asked Papyrus.
But sans was already gone
Lincoln was walking down the very long path right after the ruins door. It was kind of cold but it wasn't too bad. This was the 3rd time that Lincoln was in Snowdin. SO he was used to the temperature. All the temperatures… Lincoln realized something-
Ruins: Autumn
Snowdin: Winter
Waterfall: Spring
Hotland: Summer
That must be how seasons work in the underground. Just pick a season you want to stay in. With that thought in mind Lincoln had accidentally stepped on a stick. The very large stick that he couldn't pick up.
And now… he was nearing the bridge… immediately, he saw a strange silhouette that looked very familiar. Lincoln knew exactly who it was so he was extremely nervous. He knows sans will be very angry with him. Lincoln was now in front of him, and he could see sans.
"so… i see you came back…", exclaimed sans.
Lincoln didn't say anything except he stood in front of sans nervously.
"you just weren't satisfied enough were you? you decided to come and kill everyone again is that it?", asked sans.
Lincoln gasped.
"W-what-? No! That's not what I am doing!", exclaimed Lincoln.
"mhmm sure… if that is the case why did you kill me before you reset?"asked sans who was looking at Lincoln with a menacing smile.
"I just… needed to see what happened… And, You didn't even accept my Mercy, you just went ahead and tried to kill me", stated Lincoln as he had gotten more defensive.
"see what happens? i see curiosity is at its finest", exclaimed sans. "and if we were really friends you wouldn't come back, a n d y o u d i d…"
Lincoln felt a sensation of guilt coming on.
"Sans… I only reset to redeem myself for what I did, I will never kill again-"
"hmm it does seem that your lv is down, but you still could kill, let's say… my brother…", exclaimed sans.
"I'm not doing that again! Please just trust me-"
Then sans's left eye flared blue and he took control of Lincoln's soul, he was hovering above the ground.
Strangely enough half of Lincoln's soul was blue and the other half light blue.
"I remember you asking about my brother before 'Papyrus… has he… has he ever killed anyone? Or come close to killing someone?' he wouldn't ever do that, even with people like you, so i am here to put you in your place", explained sans.
Lincoln was extremely terrified now. He was just floating there with his soul glowing blue. Looking at sans in fright.
"it's time for you to get what you truly deserve", exclaimed sans.
"Wait… sans… I-I'm sorry, I swear I won't ever do what I did again, I deeply regret it… but please just don't hurt me…", pleaded Lincoln.
"For some reason I have a hard time trusting you", exclaimed sans.
A lot of people are having a hard time trusting Lincoln… interesting.
What will Lincoln's sisters think when he tells him about the genocide, if he even makes it out alive that is…
Then sans took Lincoln and threw him onto the ground. Lincoln fell on his back.
It was quite painful, but Lincoln was alright for the most part. He felt sans control his soul again before he had gotten the chance to get up. Lincoln was then looking directly at sans again.
"not to mention… your eyes are red… which usually indicates evil", exclaimed sans.
Right… Lincoln forgot about the fact that his pupils were red for some odd reason. He didn't know why, but it wasn't for evil purposes…
Maybe it was because of determination… Maybe it was because he could do magic now. Not magic tricks but actual magic.
"That doesn't mean anything!", exclaimed Lincoln.
"i'm sure it does"
Then sans took Lincoln and slammed him to the ground. Lincoln's face down directly in the snow. Lincoln slowly used his arm to try and push himself. But when he did something very horrible happened.
Lincoln could feel the ground shake under his right arm.
And then…
Lincoln felt an immense pain in that same arm. Like something just stabbed through it.
In which something did.
Sans stabbed Lincoln's right arm with his bone magic. And it hurt him a lot.
Lincoln made 0 expressions, except for the fact that he was shocked.
Sans took control of Lincoln's soul again.
"i bet you are scared now huh", exclaimed sans.
Blood was dripping down Lincoln's arm as he just looked at sans. He was scared.
"now it's time t-"
"SANS!"
Sans immediately dropped Lincoln and turned around to see who it was.
It was his brother… Papyrus.
"papyrus? what are you doing here? i told you to stay at home", said sans.
"I HAD A BAD FEELING ABOUT YOU, AND UNFORTUNATELY MY INSTINCTS WERE CORRECT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?", shouted Papyrus as he caught a glimpse of Lincoln.
"i'm giving him, what he deserves", exclaimed sans.
"SANS THIS IS NOT THE WAY TO GO ABOUT IT! YOU MUSTN'T HURT HIM!", demanded Papyrus.
"but he hurt everyone else", stated sans.
"EVEN SO I AM SURE HE IS GREATLY SORRY FOR HIS ACTIONS, DID YOU EVEN LET HIM SPEAK? DID HE TRY AND HURT YOU AGAIN?", asked Papyrus.
"no…"
"EVEN MORE OF A REASON NOT TO HURT HIM", shouted Papyrus as he walked right past sans, slightly pushing him in the process.
He could see Lincoln on the ground, clutching his arm to try and stop the bleeding.
"HUMAN ARE YOU OK?", asked Papyrus.
Lincoln gasped as he saw Papyrus. It was weird seeing him too. Let alone he was being nice to him. But when Papyrus came Lincoln quickly stood up and tried to act like everything was fine.
"Yeah I'm fine, everything is fine", said Lincoln as he tried to hide his arm.
Lincoln knew papyrus would be mad if he found out sans did that to his arm. And he was also kind of scared that Papyrus would be mad.
But Papyrus wasn't dumb, he knew Lincoln was hurt. I mean for starters he sees a hint of red in the snow. And Lincoln clutching his arm made it really obvious he was trying to hide an injury.
"UM… YOU CERTAINLY DON'T LOOK FINE", exclaimed Papyrus.
"I am fine though, no need to worry", exclaimed Lincoln.
"WHY DO YOU LIE?", asked Papyrus.
"What.. I'm not…"
"I KNOW YOU'RE LYING, YOU SIMPLY CANNOT TRICK THE GREAT PAPYRUS, BUT I JUST WANT TO KNOW WHY", shouted Papyrus.
Lincoln sighed in defeat. He knew he failed to trick papyrus.
"I just didn't think you would care, and I didn't want you getting mad at sans", exclaimed Lincoln.
Sans shifted uncomfortably as he stood behind Papyrus. Out of all the things he could be worrying about. Lincoln was worried about Papyrus getting mad at sans. Maybe that shows Lincoln truly does care. And he truly is apologetic for his actions. This made sans feel a hint of guilt.
"WHY WOULD I BE MAD AT YOU?", asked Papyrus.
"The things… I did…"
"WELL I AM A BIT UPSET THAT YOU DID WHAT YOU DID… BUT EVERYONE DESERVES FORGIVENESS! AND YOU DO SEEM LIKE YOU REGRET EVERYTHING", shouted Papyrus.
Lincoln felt a little better with that remark. At least Papyrus forgives him. And Papyrus also understands how Lincoln is feeling right now.
"NOW PLEASE, COME WITH US… I BELIEVE THE GREAT DR. ALPHYS LEFT SOME, I ACTUALLY DON'T KNOW WHAT ITS CALLED BUT SHE LEFT SOMETHING AT OUR HOUSE THAT'S SUPPOSED TO HEAL YOU", exclaimed Papyrus.
"You still want to help me?", asked Lincoln.
"OF COURSE I DO! NOW LETS GO!"
"Wait but, don't you… have healing magic?", asked Lincoln.
"WHAT?"
"Healing magic… or the ability to heal wounds or scars?", asked Lincoln.
"NO I DO NOT BELIEVE I HAVE THAT", exclaimed Papyrus. "UNLESS YOU HAVE ANY ALTERNATIVE SOLUTIONS TO HEAL YOURSELF"
The save points were gone. The ITEMS were gone. There were no other ways for Lincoln to heal himself. Except for some weird gadgets, or monster magic. And don't forget the natural way.
"I don't have any other ways…" stated Lincoln.
"OH WELL OK… THATS FINE, LETS JUST GET GOING", exclaimed Papyrus.
Sans was just silent, he sort of kept his distance from Lincoln.
He wasn't mad at him, well he was still upset. But not like before. Instead, sans felt more guilt than satisfaction. He hated making his brother upset.
But then there was another thing that confused sans.
His eyes…
Lincoln's eyes…
Why are they red? And why hasn't Papyrus said anything about them.
"OH WAIT ACTUALLY I HAVE ONE QUESTION", stated Papyrus.
"And that is…?"
"WHY ARE YOUR EYES RED?", asked Papyrus.
Darn… so Papyrus sees that too.
"I… I honestly have no idea", said Lincoln.
"I THINK WE CAN ASK DR. ALPHYS, SHE KNOWS ALMOST EVERYTHING!", shouted Papyrus.
Lincoln and Papyrus began to stroll across the bridge and sans just kept far behind. Thinking…
Thinking………
That's the end. Sorry if it was rushed. Also Happy 7th anniversary Undertale!