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THE REAL FRISK (FINALE PART 1)
Frisk finally made it to the day before she graduates from high school and will soon embark on adulthood for real. She is 18 and practically itching to learn more from the world. But there was something that had crossed Sans' and many of her friend's minds: they barely know Frisk at all. All they know is she is a human who is determined and has the power to change fate. Later that night, as Sans stared at his wife-to-be who was busy changing into pajamas and looking through photo albums to reminisce of her progress, she noticed Sans was looking at her strangely. Her eyebrows arched sadly sympathetically and tilted her head.
"What's wrong, Sans? Are you sad I'm all grown up?" teased Frisk.
"Well, that's a small part of it. We should get some rest. First thing tomorrow, I'm taking you to Grillby's so you, me, and your friends can all have a serious talk in private," said Sans.
Frisk was confused, but nodded and turned off the light. Earlier that day...
"I just realized I'm about to marry a human girl whom I know absolutely nothing about! I mean it's not like it's her fault for never saying anything, no one ever asked her anything. But, maybe these things should have been brought up by her as time went on naturally?" Sans said to Fuku, Brent, and Naomi.
Fuku and Brent's toddler was sound asleep in the next room, so Sans kept his voice at a whisper. Fuku, Brent, and Naomi went into deep thought as they realized they considered Frisk their best friend, and they too know nothing about her, even though the three of them know each others' back stories like the back of their hands.
"Have Frisk come over tomorrow morning so we can thoroughly ask her for information," said Fuku.
"What if she doesn't openly tell us about herself?" asked Sans, obviously nervous.
"I've gotten a lot better at magic and science, possibly more than ever has. About a week ago, I made a prototype gadget that shows us anyone's memories. I've perfected it and made a better model so now the memories are more clear and the sound is clear. It'll be like watching a movie. We'll give Frisk a chance, naturally, since I don't want to resort to forcefully seeing her past without giving her a fair chance first. Until we know her, I personally will not consider her my friend anymore. She has saved me multiple times, so I have no ill will towards her. But friends know each other. So, as of this point, she's more of an acquaintance I would love to get to know more about," said Brent.
"Wait, you're some type of genius? When was this?" asked Fuku.
"Well, I've always been a fan of Alphys, so I've been secretly studying anything science and conducting experiments. It's all been a secret because some of the things I have been exposed to will mess with anyone else's mind," said Brent.
Naomi could understand his reasoning, since she has been exposed to a lot of crap as well, knowing if it was anyone else, that someone else would have done something... cowardly.
The alarm rang, waking up Frisk and Sans from their sleep. They woke up in each others' arms. They almost freaked out, until they remembered that Frisk is now an adult, so it's more than okay. Frisk got her shower first, and then Sans. They didn't bother eating breakfast since they were going over to a restaurant. Fuku served everyone scrambled eggs and spider donuts with coffee.
"So, Sans said we're all going to talk or something? What's up?" asked Frisk as she dipped her bagel in her coffee and took a bite.
Everyone looked at each other a tiny bit nervous at how Frisk might react to their questions.
"Frisk, you've been underground for eight years now, and all of us don't really know you well, whereas you know all of our stories. We just want to know yours," said Fuku, smiling nervously.
Frisk sighed and sat her bagel down. She rubbed her arm nervously.
"I don't think you guys would want to be around me if you knew who I used to be, before I fell down, and what I was like in Underfell," said Frisk.
"Well, all of us thought you wouldn't like us if you knew us, but here we are," said Sans.
Sans remembered when he told Frisk he had helped trick the other human children into getting caught by Undyne to be taken to the capital where their soul was extracted from their bodies in a brutal fashion. Sans hadn't directly killed the humans, but he put on a buddy act and gained their trust, knowing what would eventually happen to them. He thought Frisk would hate him for sure, but she looked at him with sad eyes. She was 11 when he told her everything.
"But you're not like that now. So, your sins have been forgiven."
That was what Frisk had told him.
Now, Frisk was experiencing the same feelings he felt before he told her the truth when she had found his lab and saw things she shouldn't have seen.
"Look guys, let's just keep it as I used to be different, and now I'm me, and I'm here, and we all love each other. Okay?" asked Frisk.
She stood up from the table, and turned to walk away. Right when she turned her head Naomi hit her with a tranquilizer dart and she fell to the ground. They tied her up and put her in a comfortable seat. They weren't evil after all. Brent took out his gadget, aimed it at Frisk's head and pressed the trigger.
"So, how far back into her memories are we going?" asked Sans.
"It starts from birth to most recent," replied Brent.
A large circle appeared over Frisk's unconscious head and began playing her memories like a movie.
"Congratulations! It's a girl!" said the doctor.
Sans, and the rest smiled as they saw the doctor hold up a wailing Frisk.
"A girl? No, that can't be right. I wanted a boy!" cried the mother.
The mother's face was then revealed. Frisk looked a little like her. They had the same hair color and nose. Her mother's hair texture was different though, with it being curly. Frisk's father came into view to try and calm his wife down, but she smacked him harshly.
"You promised me a boy!" shrieked the mother.
"Wow, Frisk looks almost exactly like him," murmured Sans.
"Honey, I promised I would try to give you a boy. But we have a healthy, beautiful baby girl! We could still name her what we were going to name our child if it was a boy, since it's an androgynous name," said Frisk's dad.
The mother scowled.
"Really, Ben? Name her Frisk? She doesn't deserve the name!"
"Come now, Mabel. Be rational!"
The doctor had already cleaned and swaddled baby Frisk at this point. He came in, holding her, and cleared his throat.
"Do you have a name?" asked the doctor.
Lisa scoffed, turned her head, and folded her arms.
"Do what you want!" Mabel said in a hostile tone of voice.
"We decided to name her Frisk," said Ben who now looked and sounded tired.
The doctor handed Frisk over to Ben. Ben looked at his daughter and smiled. The doctor handed him the birth certificate. The door swung open to the hospital room, and Mabel perked up.
"Mason! Glad you could make it!" shouted Mabel excitedly.
Mason walked in, smiling like a goof, while holding two balloons. One that says "It's a girl." The other one saying "It's a boy."
"Sooo, is it a boy or a girl? Or both? Ya know...twins?" asked Mason.
"Oh Mason, my husband gave me a girl. All I've ever wanted was a son that would turn out to be like you and our successful great uncles!" cried Mabel.
Mason smiled sympathetically.
"Well, on the bright side, you have a daughter who can grow up to be like you!" said Mason.
Ben handed Frisk over to Mason, who fell in love. (Not like that. Ew.) He knew their child would come out having a yellowish complexion to their skin since Ben is hispanic. But Frisk was beautiful.
"Mabel, did you have to curl your hair?" asked Mason.
Mabel laughed as she fluffed her hair.
"You should know me by now," laughed Mabel.
"So, honey. You gonna accept Frisk?" asked Ben.
Mabel looked at them and then at Frisk.
"Only if she becomes a tomboy," thought Mabel.
Mabel smiled as she conjured up a plan to make her daughter like a son she never had. Mabel grabbed Frisk and held her close.
"I have great plans for you, little Frisky," said Mabel.
Sans and the others couldn't believe they witnessed Frisk's birth and actually saw her family. The video then showed, "age 1."
Ben was on the floor with Frisk, who was now chubby and cute. She was wearing blue clothing though, and her clothes said "Dapper Lil Man".
"Oh my gosh. I think her mom is trying to make Frisk into a boy," whispered Fuku.
The others just stared in shock.
"Hey, Frisk. Can you say mama? Or dada?" asked Ben.
Ben's hair was a little longer. It was almost the same haircut Frisk's was when she fell down, except Ben didn't have the bangs. Frisk just slobbered all over a toy block and looked at her dad. You could tell Frisk was a girl wearing boy clothes, just based on the eyelashes. She dropped the toy by accident, and fell over on her front trying to pick it up. Ben covered his mouth, thinking Frisk was going to cry. He was shocked when he went to reach to help Frisk out, she swatted his hand away. She was struggling, but she was trying to reach for her toy herself, and she was going to push herself back up herself, without help. Mason, and his two great uncles who were severely old, walked in.
"Ben, why don't you help them?" asked Stanley.
"I tried, but you won't believe it. They swatted my hand away! They're really determined," giggled Ben.
"Why are they calling her 'they'?" Sans and the others thought to themselves.
Mason walked over and sat down next to Frisk and took out a journal. Frisk finally got her toy and sat back up. She made double fists and pumped them in the air in celebration. Mason, Ben, and the two Stans laughed at her adorableness. Mason, suddenly realizing if he showed her the journal it would remove her innocence, put the journal back in his coat.
"Aw, you're so cute. You're gonna grow into a beautiful lady one day," said Mason.
"What...did you say?" asked Mabel as she gritted her teeth and her eye twitched.
Mason, realizing his mistake, started apologizing profusely. Mabel backhanded Mason as he was apologizing. His journal flew out of his jacket and in front of Frisk. It was open to a page that talked about having game-like abilities. Frisk's brain took an instant screenshot of the page and was tucked away in her subconscious. When Mason scrambled away from his sister, he snatched the journal and tucked it back in his coat.
"You're crazy! Frisk isn't a boy and Frisk is not a they! Frisk is a girl, just like you! She is going to grow up, mature physically, fall in love with a man, and have her own children! By that point, you can't keep fooling yourself saying she's a boy or a them!" shouted Mason.
"Frisk is my child! If I say Frisk is a boy or neither gender, then that's what my child is!" yelled Mabel.
"Well thanks to you being insane, Frisk was exposed to my journal about my recent discoveries. Now she's probably going to be scarred for life, considering I have no idea what page she saw. I was going to show her a page of the journal on something potentially harmless, but you possibly exposed her to something dangerous!" shouted Mason.
"Stop saying she! Frisk will be a boy if I have to make them one myself!" shouted Mabel.
Mason stepped back slowly, shaking his head. He always knew the moment Mabel was exposed to supernatural things that it would do something to her mind, but she was losing her sanity a little more each day.
"What happened to you? We used to be the mystery twins. You used to be my sweet little sister who was always so optimistic and determined to help everyone get along. I just hope Frisk turns out to be like the old you," said Mason.
Mabel was on the verge of tears.
"You seriously don't understand do you? When you're a girl, people take advantage of your kindness, thinking since you're a girl, you can be walked on. If I trick Frisk into thinking they're a boy, they won't be walked over like I was. I won't deny Frisk from dating boys still, just as long as no one knows they're not really a boy," said Mabel.
It was clear to Mason then as he remembered all her "summer romances".
"Even you, my own brother, walked over me. But you never walked over our grunkles or Soos," said Mabel.
She looked over at Frisk who wasn't playing with her toy, but stared at it in deep thought. The memory cut out then. "Age 2".
"Ben, you got everything ready for Frisk's birthday?" asked Mabel.
"You bet I do!" replied Ben.
All the decorations were boy decorations. Frisk was a tad taller and chubbier, and she was wearing a read and blue striped shirt with blue jeans, and a spin top cap. Her hair was growing so it peaked out the cap a bit. Some of their old friends came over with gifts.
"Aw, what a pretty little lady!" said Soos.
Mabel grabbed Frisk protectively.
"How did you know?" asked Mabel.
"Just look at those eyes! The eyelashes say it all," said Soos.
Mabel looked at Frisk's eyes and gasped. She took Frisk inside the house immediately. The memory showed Mabel taking small scizzors and trimming Frisk's eyelashes. After she was done, she smiled.
"There. Now, no one will be able to tell," said Mabel.
Sans and the others just stared in disbelief at how Mabel was treating Frisk. Even though they understand why given her explanation from before, it still struck them in the feels.
"Age 3". Frisk was walking around and talking. Frisk walked up to Mabel and Ben holding a game.
"Wanna play," said Frisk.
"Dungeons, Dungeons, And More Dungeons?" asked Ben.
"I remember that game. Mason loves it! Let me call him so he can play with us," said Mabel.
"Frisk wants to play that game? Awesome!" Mason said over the phone.
"Well, it's gonna be a bit until he gets here," smiled Mabel as she hung up the phone.
She looked around.
"Frisk?"
Sans grabbed the gadget and paused the memory.
"Did you guys notice the house looks different? They must have moved. But this house looks a bit more beaten up than the last house," said Sans.
They looked at the house and noticed the changes. Sans resumed the memory. Frisk was walking upstairs, and was somewhat struggling because of her small legs. Most kids would have given up climbing such long stairs, but Frisk was determined. When she got to the top, a yellow triangle appeared.
"Hey, kid! You finally made it to the top of the stairs! Now, remember how I said you can find secrets in a certain room up here? Well, I can show you the room," said the triangle.
"Okay, Bill!" smiled Frisk.
The triangle, known as Bill, laughed evilly to himself. He showed Frisk the way to Mason and Mabel's old room. Frisk couldn't reach the door knob, and got a little frustrated. Bill looked around, making sure no one was around, and possessed Frisk to make her float to turn the door knob. Then he set her down and let her go. Frisk felt a little dizzy but steadied herself.
"Humans had monsters on the surface still?" thought Sans and the others.
"Bill, what are you anyway? I remember hearing a story from Uncle Mason, and he told me monsters were sealed underground," asked Frisk.
Bill chuckled in amusement.
"I am not a monster! I am a demon! But, I'm a friendly demon," said Bill.
"There are friendly demons?" asked Frisk, her cute voice reaching a high octave on the last word.
"Of course there is! I'm the only one, sadly," said Bill.
Bill flew around the around the room that was turned into a closet that held old things in it. He found the journal that Mason used to always read when he was a kid, and he brought it down to show Frisk.
"Frisk, I know your mind since I have been inside of it before. A couple years ago, your uncle showed you a journal he wrote. In your subconscious is that memory. This is a journal his great uncle wrote, and it has gotten him into trouble many many times. Which is why you need to destroy it so no one else can get hurt," said Bill.
Frisk looked at the book.
"It's dangewous?" asked Frisk.
"Oh yes, very very dangerous! If you destroyed this journal, you would be a hero!" lied Bill.
Frisk looked around the room and spotted matches. Bill possessed her again, took her outside, into the forest, made a hole for burning, and burned the journal. Bill, while inside Frisk, laughed maniacally.
"Age 5".
Sans and the others, thoroughly disturbed by the fact Frisk was being manipulated by a demon, took a good look at the house she and her parents were living in.
"Looks like they lived in their own business. The Mystery Shack...?" said Brent.
"Come one, come all! Come see the newest, most bizarre mysteries of all time! The androgynous child!" announced Mason.
Five year old Frisk came out from behind a curtain, and was wearing a boy shirt with a skirt. Her hair was in a bowl cut, and her eyelashes were cut short. Mabel was working the cash register and Ben was the janitor. People oohed and snapped pictures while handing Mason money. Frisk rolled her eyes. After shop was closed, Frisk ran up to her uncle Mason.
"Uncle! Will you show me your journal?" asked Frisk.
"Wha-wha-what? How do you know about my journal?" asked Mason.
He had hoped Frisk would have forgotten about it since when she saw it she was still a baby technically, but it seems the journal has a hold on her mind. Somewhere in the distance, Bill was laughing at Mason.
"After all these years, I will have finally gotten you, Mason Pines."
Sighing, Mason looked at Frisk and smiled a bit as he saw himself and Mabel in her.
"Alright kid. Come on," said Mason.
He led Frisk to his old room. He noticed the 3rd journal from Stanford was gone. He scratched his head, and decided he would look for it later. He grabbed his journal and showed Frisk. When Frisk took the journal from him, Bill popped up and tied down Mason, much to Frisk's shock and horror.
"What are you doing?!" asked Frisk.
"I'm getting my revenge! What, did you seriously think there were such things as good demons? Don't make me laugh, kid," said Bill.
"I'm not just a kid, I'm a tough young man, like my mama told me," growled Frisk.
Bill laughed at Frisk.
"You're not a boy! Hahahaha! You're a girl!" laughed Bill.
"What?" asked Frisk.
She looked down at Mason who looked nervous.
"Uncle Mason? I'm a boy, right?" asked Frisk.
"Well, uhhh...no. Your mom wanted you to be a boy, so she brainwashed you. If anyone referred to you as a girl, your mom would beat them up. She did this to protect you, to make sure you wouldn't get taken advantage of," said Mason.
Frisk stared at her uncle as her whole life to this point suddenly seemed like a lie. Clutching the journal tightly, she slowly stepped back and slid against the wall. Then, she looked at Bill Cipher.
"So, Bill was able to trick me, because I'm a girl," said Frisk.
"Frisk, even men can be manipulated! Bill manipulated me when I was a kid," said Mason.
Frisk looked at her uncle.
"So, being tricked has no gender?" asked Frisk, as she was being filled with newfound determination.
Mason smiled and nodded.
"Alright kid, hand over the journal. I'm losing my patience," said Bill as he finally stopped laughing.
Frisk held onto the journal and smirked at Bill.
"Hey, Bill. How about we make a deal?" asked Frisk.
"A deal with a strangely smart five year old? You're lucky I like deals!" said Bill.
"Show me the page that I saw when I was a baby," said Frisk.
"Okay! In exchange, I get revenge on your whole family," said Bill.
"No. You can't hurt my family. But, if the page I saw was useful, I can use it to your benefit," said Frisk.
Bill was shocked. He knows exactly what she saw, and knows how he would be able to use that power. Frisk has a plan of her own however to double cross him. Bill let Mason free of his bindings and extended his hand out to Frisk.
"You've got yourself a deal, kid," said Bill excitedly.
Frisk, feeling determined, shook his hand.
"Frisk, no! You're never supposed to make a deal with Bill!" shouted Mason.
Frisk just looked at her uncle, and even though she was nervous, she shot him a look that said "trust me". Bill grabbed the book and began flipping through the pages, and showed Frisk.
"This here is the page you saw. As you can see, it says you can gain powers of a video game main character by going to the arcade, go inside the Typical RPG game console, and chant this incantation three times. When you do this, you will gain the power to save, load, and reset. The only catch is, you have to be extremely determined for your powers to work. Even when you aren't determined, the powers will be there, just dormant. So basically, the more determined you are, the more powerful you become! There is a dark side to this power though. Upon killing living beings, you will gain attack points, defense points, and level up like a real video game character. The more you kill, the stronger you will become!" cheerily said Bill.
Frisk was in awe, and Mason looked really nervous. He hadn't realized Frisk saw THAT page!
Sans and the others' jaws dropped, and they looked at Frisk.
"You don't have to worry about me being not determined enough. I'm plenty determined," said five year old Frisk.
Bill smiled and flew them to the arcade, so Frisk could hold her end of the deal. She was planning to get this power, and use it to face against Bill and destroy him, thus saving her family from him and herself from doing his bidding. Frisk crawled inside the arcade machine, and chanted the incantation three times. The sky outside turned dark, and flashed red, blue, and green. Then lightning struck the arcade and every console in it. When Frisk woke up, she didn't feel any different. Bill hovered close to her.
"So, did it work?" asked Bill.
"I don't know, I don't feel any different," said Frisk.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN?" yelled Bill.
The sudden anxiety he caused Frisk made her wish she could save herself from him, and a yellow star appeared in front of her. Bill went silent and grinned wide. Frisk touched it, and dialog only she can see popped up.
"The way Bill yelled at you fills you with determination."
The option to save popped up and Frisk touched it. As soon as she saved, Bill went into her body and started laughing maniacally.
"Age 6".
The memory was short and brutal, showing Frisk, being controlled by Bill Cipher, brutally murdering people. The memory panned over to the bodies of her parents and uncle, then switched.
"Age 7".
This memory showed Frisk in a different area altogether, murdering people with a baseball bat that was spiked at the tip. Every time she killed someone, her body glowed a moment, showing she gained EXP.
"Age 8".
Bill was out of her body by this point, thinking he had brainwashed Frisk fully into killing people on her own. This time her weapon was paper airplanes.
"Age 9".
Frisk and Bill were the only ones left in the several areas they have been to.
"We must move on to another country, and continue ridding the world of humans," said Bill.
Frisk's mouth twitched, but she complied. In under a year, she stepped up her game and murdered humans faster and faster. It saddened Sans and her friends to see her like this.
"I don't understand. When she twitched, you could tell she didn't want to keep doing this. So I don't get why she's listening to him," Fuku thought out loud.
Turning back to the memory of Frisk going through humans like they're butter, then literally eating butter to gain HP, Sans wondered the same thing.
"Master, there are no more humans left, and I am level 9999. Now, I can kill you. After I kill you, I will load to before I kill anyone. But you will know what will happen if you try to take me down this path again. That's right. I blocked out my intentions from my mind, tricking you into thinking you had me around your finger. I'm more powerful than you now. And I know you know you won't be able to kill me. I can keep coming back as long as I stay determined," laughed Frisk.
"N-no! You're supposed to obey me!" shrieked Bill in a scared voice.
"Here I come," growled Frisk.
She beat the living heck out of Bill. He tried fighting back using his powers, but she was so determined, that before she made her heart shatter upon death, she made her soul refuse and kept coming at Bill. Bill was scared out of his mind. Their fight went on for hours until Bill finally let her kill him so she would load. After he was killed, Frisk plunged her weapon into herself, and she loaded. Bill Cipher just looked at Frisk, then, without another word, flew away into another universe. She was five years old again, but she was no longer innocent or naive.
"Age 6 again".
After a year of trying to fit in, Frisk was discouraged. She found it hard to try and be friends with the people she mercilessly slaughtered just to become powerful enough to stop Bill. Plus, it didn't help that sometimes she was mugged and stabbed by a wayward human. That would happen when she used her powers to become rich. She was dressed like a boy still, but that didn't stop others from trying to take advantage of her. That's when Mabel told her.
"Honey, after seeing how the world treats you even though they think you're a boy...you deserve to know the truth. You're really a girl," said Mabel.
Frisk, unfazed, looked up from her uncle's journal at the dinner table at her mom and looked absolutely bored.
"I know. You have told me many times before. You don't remember, because in this timeline, it is the first time you have told me. I feel so out of place in this world, mom. Almost everyday I get killed, and I bring everything back to my last save point. I look at everyone and think 'this is what they're going to say next'. Do you know how boring that is? Not only that, I'm pretty sure my power is driving me insane. Maybe if I stayed dead, it would be worth it," said Frisk.
Mabel's jaw dropped. Then, she stabbed herself with her fork. Sighing, Frisk killed herself to load again.
"You're a girl."
Frisk faked being surprised.
"But, I thought I was a boy this whole time!"
"I know, honey. I'm sorry for lying to you," apologized Mabel.
"It's ok, mom."
"Age 7 again".
Frisk was in her room, reading the journal, trying to make sense of why everything happened to her. Mason then knocked on her door. This was new. This has never happened in any other timeline. Then again, Frisk never faked being surprised to the news of her being a girl before.
"Come in!"
Frisk was excited for some new dialog, some new interactions.
"Hey, Frisk. Listen, I can remember timelines. I think it might be because of me being exposed to supernatural things as a kid, but I feel I should tell you that the mountain from the story is close by. I know you feel out of place among people. Maybe being around monsters might be fun for you. With your power, if you ever wanted to come back, you could," said Mason.
Frisk put down the journal.
"Where is it, uncle Mason?"
He pulled out a map and showed her where it was. It would be a small journey, but she traveled farther when she was murdering people.
"To be on the safe side, you should probably kill some criminals to gain power before you go to the underground. I know we humans won the war against them, but the power you have, the monsters have a portion of that power. Monsters automatically are born with the power to be able to become strong based on their intentions to kill," said Mason.
Frisk had flashbacks and shuddered.
"I'll be fine. Like you said, my power can help me survive," said Frisk.
Mason's brow furrowed.
"I'm serious. Until you decide to kill some humans to guarantee your coming back when you're ready, I'm going to hold onto this map. Just because you can bring yourself back to a save point, doesn't mean you're guaranteed to get past the point that keeps causing you to load. I remember there were times when during a video game I messed up so bad, no amount of loading was going to change it and the only thing that did change it was resetting," said Mason.
"Well, then I'll reset if need be. That's if I decide to come back," said Frisk.
Mason shook his head.
"I'll hold onto this."