Chapter 8 Hopes and Dreams

"I won't let her win. I won't give up" Frisk thought. She then put her hands together as the light from the sun shine above her through a small window. Her body began to glow a bright red light as wind started to surround her when she makes her wish. "Please Toby, my FAIRY DOGFATHER. If you can hear me, please help me get to my true love. I wished to see him again, to be with him again." Frisk thought. Just then, a light shone through the window. "Frisk, my child. I can hear you and I will help you. However, you must listen very well for this miracle can happen. Do you understand Frisk?" TOBY explained to Frisk in her mind. "Yes" Frisked answered. The shards of the slipper fused back together. "You must have your slipper with you." TOBY Said, "But what can I do with it?" Frisk said. "You will know once you get to your true love," Said TOBY, "Now go!" Frisk looked for ways to get to the palace when a small bird appeared. In the real world, it was the bird that carried Frisk over a disproportionately small gap. "Hello Frisk. My name is Carrie. I was sent by TOBY and you can hear me because you have a kind and pure heart." Carrie replied telepathically. "Carrie, can you take me to that castle over there?" Frisk asked, pointing at the castle to show Carrie. "Yes, Now hold on" said Carrie. As they were flying, Frisk thought "Wait for me, Asriel. I'm coming"

Asriel was watching as new girls of different family came to try on the slipper, but none of them fit it. It was afternoon and he was beginning to doubt himself if he will ever see the girl again. "Wait for me, Asriel." A voice in his mind said. It was probably the girl. Suddenly, the duke spoke, "There is one more family, Sire. I'm pretty sure the girl came from them. Let me introduce, Lady TORIEL and her two children, Chara and Asriel." The three of them entered and that's when Keep!Toriel saw a familiar face. "You're the one that informed me about the girl last night. Isn't It ironic for you to come here" "Really?" said Fell!Toriel, "How so?" "You told me that the girl at the ball was a witch and we are here trying to find the girl who fits this slipper, the one Asriel loves. It will mean the girl Asriel loves and the witch at the ball are supposed to be the same person, right? Which means that if one of your daughters fit the slipper then she would be a witch you claimed? Isn't that right?" KEEP!TORIEL asked her lots, but logical questions. Fell!Toriel stuttered, "Well, uh, the witch might have possesed one of my sons. Whatever. Just put the slipper on our feet!" Fell!Chara cut off some off their toes so the shoe fits. True!Chara notes the blood on the slipper. "They cut off their toes! Their feet are too big!" Fell!Asriel wore a dress at the ball so he had to try the slipper. He didn't cut part of his foot like Chara did. Then someone said "Look! There's someone headed inside the castle!" It was Frisk being carried by a bird! "She's the witch!" Cried Fell!Toriel.

Carrie just put down Frisk when True!Asriel ran to her. Fell!Asriel threw the glass slipper to his true universe counterpart. He put it on Frisk. It was a perfect match! "Guards!" Keep!Toriel command. Guards came into the throne room. "Take Lady Toriel and her children to the dungeons for false accusation and for betraying the king's and prince's trust." "But spare Asriel!" said Frisk, "He was always caring and generous to me!" Just then, a mirror opened. The words "Back to start" were engraved it. Frisk and True!Asriel went towards it. "Should we go in?" said Frisk. "Go, the START MENU awaits." Said True!Chara. They went in. A bright light blinded the GUI. When the light is gone, they were back at the start menu, except "Ariel" is replaced with "Frisk" and "CH2" changed into "CH8". The time also changed into "22:18". "Welcome back, DETERMINATION SOUL and SOULLESS ANGEL!" said ARIEL. "Just call us Frisk and Asriel" said Frisk. "Anyways, did you enjoy your story?" said ARIEL. They nodded. "Well, why don't you two come sit over and we can watch Sapphire's story?" ARIEL asked. "The time you spent in your story may feel like days or years, but here, it's just about 20 minutes." ARIEL further explained. "Really? That's so Cool" said Frisk. ARIEL continued "Anyways. Press CONTINUE" "But we just did" said Frisk. "Not you, the player" said ARIEL as the word "Frisk" turned into "Sapphire"