"Frisk!"
The human and Asriel turned around quickly.
Both knew that voice.
Another shot barely managed to graze the air besides Frisk's chest before a tall white furred monster came into view. The monster's steps echoed like canon fire against the cavern's walls.
Asriel was gone.
"FRISK!"
Toriel.
The human could never recall ever once being so scared to see their wonderful guardian.
Frisk bent down quickly to avoid another round of fire. One singed the very edges of their beloved stripped sweater.
It was clear immediately that each strike was aimed directly at the screen the human was holding. The goat mother was trying to destroy it, if only for a few seconds.
What Toriel didn't realize is that no power on earth could stop the screen from reappearing upon Frisk's command.
The goat mother was merely buying herself seconds at best...
"My child STOP!"
A familiar sense of dread welled up with Frisk's body as millions of worst case scenarios began to filter into their mind.
Chara could still come back and convince them to kill. Or worse the demon could delay the resets all together and cause the pacifist route to turn genocidal in seconds. If they were able to kill everyone in the underground what would stop Chara from going after humanity as a whole?!
And worse still, if Toriel got too close the battle screen would appear and overrun the save options. Ending all of Frisk's chances of a QUIT.
The human hurried away from the quickly approaching goat mom.
"Wait! Frisk please-"
An ariel strike of blue bones fell upon Frisk mid step.
By pure instinct the tiny child froze. Allowing the warm sensation to filter past their body until the bones had safely bled into the ground. Leaving them unharmed.
Another familiar voice filled the deep void.
"HUMAN! PLEASE THE GREAT PAPYRUS BEGS ON YOU! DO NOT CLICK UPON YOUR MAGICAL CONTROL KEYS!"
Frisk wanted to scream. Toriel being there was already bad enough. But now they had to face off against Papyrus as well?
A bone barely missed the human's face by inches.
Seemed like no one was holding back anymore.
Frisk used their small stature to their advantage, and dodged both oncoming monsters.
They ran towards the large double doors. The only option now would be to head back towards the area where they had fallen into. It was bigger and probably had more room to weave through. But it was also a dead end.
A laugh that chilled the human's skin to the bone called from the far recesses of their mind.
No no more battles. No more mercy, no more killing, no more anything! This was the end, the human was sure of it. All it would take is one single push...
Frisk pulled the screen back up. In a few seconds none of them would remember a thing.
A sudden spear and a mechanical hand caused the child to abruptly slide to the side. Their shoulder collided harshly with the corner of the door frame.
Pain radiated as though a fright train had smashed into them.
"My word! You holligan you almost stabbed them!"
"I ain't the one who tried to robochop their neck in two!"
The arguing and splintering ache in their shoulder caused all of Frisk's thoughts to completely halt. Thankfully their screen was spared fro shattering.
The options shinned brightly against the yellow glow of Flowey's flower beds.
Three oncoming green spears cut off the human's hand movement. Instead Frisk was forced to duck and weave away from the sharp projectiles.
"YO! Punk what the heck are ya doing?! Stop trying to hit that stupid button!"
"Darling please let's talk about this!"
Mettaton sent a purple attack towards the screen's reflective hue. Frisk, seeing no other option, dropped to the floor.
Miraculously the action came at the perfect time, for a blue bone ended up missing the human's head.
Instead Papyrus's signature move slammed directly into both Undyne and Mettaton. Knocking each one flat on their backs.
The duo's attention fell away from Frisk, as the distressed Undyne began to shout.
"What the heck Pap?!"
"NYEH HEH -OH WAIT! I'M SO SORRY YOU TWO I WAS AIMING FOR THE HUMAN'S SCREEN!"
Frisk used Undyne's sudden cries of outrage as a chance to run directly through Papyrus's legs and back towards Asriel's chamber.
A second later, an unforeseen red triton thrusted through their options.
The screen fizzled into darkness.
Asgore who was mere few feet away looked apologetic as ever. Even one step forward and his battle would commence undoubtably.
"We have come so far Frisk please let us help you."
The human moved to pull back just as the former king stepped forward.
Then out of seemingly nowhere all of Asgore's fur poofed up from an electrical surge. The large goat monster's triton fell away from his zapped grasp as a hiss of smoke puffed from the top of his head.
The human turned to see Alphys, a few steps behind them both, holding a strange looking device and staring mortified at her action.
"I-I was aiming- for t-the reset- I-Im so sorry Asg-"
Frisk darted towards the exit leading towards Toriel's trap filled entrance way.
If they made it there they were sure they could outrun everyone. They could QUIT so long as they didn't run into anymore-
"heh..."
A familiar feeling stilled all of Frisk's movements.
Peering down, the human could see that their soul was no longer glowing with a vibrant shade of red. Instead it gave off a blue glow that shinned past each stripe on their wool sweater.
Frisk felt their feet slowly raise off the ground. Before them stood two gaster blasters and a very unhappy glowing blue eye.
"...thought we agreed to not have any more bad times kiddo?"