Summary: Story time is over! Finally!
Notes: First of all, I want to apologize to Cesta for not uploading the chapter last week as I promised. It has really been a rough week for me but that is no excuse. This is why Sans hates to make promises, huh? Thanks to all the people who still follow this weird story! I really love both fandoms and I'm so happy to hear that everyone is enjoying this... It's a great feeling indeed. Well, onwards with the chapter! **Edit 1: Now that we know the name of the world that the DS game is located. Would you like for me to edit previous chapters to read "The Constant" instead of "Shadow Realm"? I will add the tag as well so, please tell me if you would like for me to change it.
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Chapter TextI opened my mouth to begin to explain from the very first question I heard but… someone 'beat' me to it.
"Ugh, okay, okay, okay… are monsters feral there? Yes, yes they are and they want to eat you for no apparent reason because they literally NEVER eat nor need to. You are all bags of dirt and magic so don't come to us saying that dying and reviving again doesn't make any sense because you fucking don't make any sense to me, either. How did we get there? Please, let me return that question back to you. How in the bloody hell did you end up under a mountain? Waaait, I know the answer. BAD DECISIONS. We all make them." Willow stopped just to catch her breath after answering the monsters' questions. She was grumpy from being sitting for so long. "I'm done. Can we go now?" She looked so tired of being here.
I had to stifle a chuckle, she can be so fired up sometimes… she sounds just like a little sweet and charming flower kid I know. I wonder… how is it going for the angry little one?
**He is losing his mind**
…
Can wait.
"Willow" I HAD to scold her… there are better ways to voice things.
Uncomfortable silence followed. Frisk started to fidget on his seat and all the monsters tried to process the story I told and the complementary information my sister provided.
"Give me some time to wrap this up and then we can go." I promised to my sister.
"Fiiiiine" The fire starter reluctantly agreed. She grabbed a stick from her inventory and started to fry one end. She really wants to set it alight but I told her not to do it indoors. It could become a dangerous situation if let her insanity to take over her mind…
Although, fire has the very opposite effect on her, it doesn't mean that she will stop burning whatever flammable thing crosses her path.
"UMM" Papyrus raised his arm.
"Heh, Papyrus… You don't have to ask for permission to talk." We need to work on his confidence to speak up in this 'adult' conferences. He must think that his opinion will be brushed away… poor dear.
"I WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED NEXT! YOU SAID YOU WERE COMPLETELY ALONE!?" He said excitedly as ever.
Uhmm…
"He was not alone." Frisk spoke up in what seemed like hours. I wish he hadn't.
Realization hit me like a ton of cut stones. I haven't told Frisk about Maxwell nor the other survivors… The young child barely knows my sister, aside from the stories I shared with him from when we were much younger.
"We're not going to talk about that—" Oh, no. Let's not talk about him…
"Oh yeah brother, what about Maxwell. You rarely speak about him before we all crossed the portals and ended up together in one world" My sister interjected, once again.
Oh dear…
"Maxwell used to be… rough but—"
"Rough?! He was evil!"
"M-my child?" Concerned and shocked stutter was heard from Toriel. It would seem that 'her child' has never behaved this way before. I don't really know what to make out of that outburst, too. Could it be that he saw something concerning?
"He is evil. He tortured you and, and, and, trapped you there and made you cry and he was mean and—"
**"Frisk! Calm down!" If the dead princess had to interfere, this was grave. Tortured, he said… what exactly did he see?
**"He saw Maxwell putting out a cigar in your tongue"**
…
That's not that bad.
I focused on the first child to fall into the underground and the last's relationship. I had never seen the later this angered before. His anger burnt even though his facial expression didn't let anything to show, the only thing letting all of us know that he was angry was the whitening fists and their little trembling.
Chara did her best to calm him down. Unseen to everyone else, the ghost child pet her host's hair while hugging him.
"kiddo…"
"Calm down, punk. Everything is fine. I'm going to punch that guy's face if you want!"
I can imagine that outcome already.
"Yes, used to. He is one of the survivors now. A part of our family. We won't talk about him right now. And to answer Papyrus question… after Darkness… It was the last chapter of my journey. Checkmate" I noticed Sans and Asgore gazes narrow with my avoidance of the subject about Maxwell but… I really don't want to think about him!
It hurts every time I think about the magician.
More so, it was not Maxwell the one who—
"Checkmate? Could you explain this further." Every single monster in the room sat straighter.
I felt as if I was telling a story of old lore to some younglings.
"I'm sorry but, that's it for today."
"What?!" Undyne's voice rised.
"…" Sans examined the table with focus. What could be thinking of?
"Can I ask something?"
The unheard voice until now stilled the room. Alphys lack of stutter and full of confidence question. I had no other choice but to accept the request from a fellow scientist.
"Yes Alphys?"
"The 'things' you activated to travel through worlds… what were they? How did they function? What was it made with? When you said 'This may control the polarity of the whole universe' and 'It could focus dimensional energies' with the box and ring items respectively… what did you mean?"
As expected from a scientist!
"I will gladly answer to all of your questions but I believe the only one who will be able to follow our conversation… would be Sans"
"Hey!"
"Hey!" Willow and Undyne shouted at the same time.
Oh lords, they synched, how funny.
Being the only ones who felt offended, the two girls started to direct their yelling at me. Oddly enough. I didn't feel attacked this time. All the contrary, the amicable shouting was comforting in a way. Wigfrid would start this random shouting contests with the others and me and Maxwell have to stop them before our ears started bleeding.
I really miss them all.
*whines*
Chester woke up from his afternoon nap and whined as if pained. Weird, he has never complained about anything before.
"What is wrong with him?" Willow directed the question at me and start to pet our fluffy friend.
"Hey Chessy, what's wrong?" She cooed at the orange creature.
Yeah, what is happening to him?
**"Flowey can't bear it any longer."**
Notes: I swear this is the worst title chapter ever. Wonder what does it look like inside Chester... I mean... It's not as if the rabbits or birds can say anything about it so, let's wait and see what Flowey has to say. Thank you for commenting and giving Kudos to this story! Your love keeps me Determined!
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