"What happened?" Flowey shouted. It took forever for Link to find the golden flower. This was the first thing he said when he saw his appearance was the same from before the reset.
"I don't think I just lost my memory." He glanced around at their surroundings. It was a beautiful sight. Glowing blue flowers were scattered around the dark area, lighting up the cavern. He explained what happened to the flower, who groaned at the fact he was claimed to be dead.
"Great." Flowey climbed up to the collarbone and wrapped his vines around his arm. "Think you can teleport us to the Judgement Hall? Chara should be there soon."
"I could try." Link closed his eyes and thought about the hall and it's golden walls. The path from the Waterfalls to the hall opened up.
"Will you hurry up, already!" shouted Flowey into his nonexistent ear. Luckily, it was covered by the black beanie Papyrus gave him, to hide the bandages. Unluckily, he lost focus and teleported to somewhere he didn't recognize.
"What did you do!?" Flowey shouted, even louder than the shout that distracted him. The place was white. That's it. No buildings. No streets. No monsters. Just white. No grass. No trees. No sky. Just white for miles around.
"Hey, Flowey," Link whispered. "Any ideas where we are?" The flower shook his head. Then, looked around to find some sort of landmark.
"What are you doing here?" Link spun around to the new voice. It was a skeleton. This one shorter than him by a foot. He wore a grey and cream shirt, with light blue triangles on the sleeves. Brown suspenders were slung over his shoulders, holding up a pair of brown shorts. A two-toned scarf was wrapped around his neck, furry light blue jacket tied around his waist and a large paintbrush strapped to his back. The stranger's eyes caught his attention, a yellow star and a blueish diamond for eye lights.
"Um… I don't know." The shorter skeleton gave him a confused expression. He took a step forward and Link stiffened. He examined Link, looking up and down his frame.
"So, are you a Sans, Papyrus, or Gaster?" He asked, looking up from his examination. "Why is Flowey with you?" He poked the flower, who tried to bite the gloved finger.
"Um… Well, Flowey said my name was Sans," His eyes followed the strange skeleton as he circled Link. "But, I don't remember it. Papyrus helped me think of a new one."
"So, what is it now?" The skeleton was staring at his face. Or his eyes to be more specific.
"Uh, Link."
"Can you glow your eyes?" He pushed his magic into his eye sockets. The skeleton didn't say anything, his own eye sockets widen. He pulled out a book and started flipping through it's pages, mumbling to himself. This continued for a few minutes, till he slapped the book shut and moaned.
"I'm Inktale!Sans, but everyone else calls me Ink." The skeleton held out a hand, and Link took it. "So, Link, can you explain to me what happened?" He did, beginning with the strange voice he heard before he passed out to the teleporting attempt.
"I see. So, I'm guessing you're a Gaster and Sans fusion." Ink concluded, once Link's tale was done. "That still doesn't explain how no one remembers you. Or the fact Papyrus says you're dead."
"We still don't know how our Chara got the soul of JUSTICE," Flowey added. He had been so quiet, Link forgot he was still wrapped around his neck. Ink placed a hand to his mouth, thinking deeply. He froze for a moment and winced, arms wrapped around his middle tightly.
"We have to go." He stood on shaky legs and grabbed Link's hand, before pulling him to a pool of ink and jumping in. Link closed his eyes when they jumped in, then opened them when they were through.
They were surrounded by trees and snow. A small, beat up lookout station sat at the edge of the path they stood on. He looked behind it and found empty mustard bottles and cobwebs. The place looked just like the Snowdin he was from, but this wasn't his. This place was covered in dust, something he hoped he would never have to smell again.
"Welcome to Underfell." Ink said, trying to hide the pain he was in with a smile.