Celia Rachel Kelsch - Congrats on noticing my musical reference! And yes, that Metta reference was AMAZING! Disease seems like a fitting word. Something that just keeps spreading and gets worse! It just means the story is really growing on you, which is FANTASTIC!

Ink 2.0 - "Most Underfell fics have me in tears" *EVIL CACKLING*

The walk Sans and I had was really enjoyable. He and I shared a ton of interests about each other. He even asked if I could start teaching him the languages my dad taught me. I'm still learning, but I could drop a few things to him if I got the chance to. The walk let me do just that! I love the sound of rain pouring down. It's relaxing.

...And then I remember the flood...So many buildings were ruined. Poor Jaliceport. We couldn't stay...But I have other things to worry about than a flood that's probably done with already. We came to another boardwalk. I knew what to do here. Sans noticed I had stopped walking, so he did the same. I take a careful step out forward before a blue light below me releases a glowing spear. Luckily, I manage to dodge it before it impaled me. Looking to my left, I see Undyne, armor ruined and looking furious. She tried to hit me with a spear, but Sans pulled me out of the way.

"don't just stand there, idiot!" he scolds,"she could've killed you just like that!"

It's too bad he's right. I would've loved to say something sarcastic in return. He seems to enjoy teasing people and getting into fights. Especially with me. I don't understand why. It must be just the adrenaline getting to him when that kind of rage and competitiveness overtakes someone. You're not you when you're hungry. Eat a Choco-Swickers Bar.

We move around another corner, why did it feel like Undyne was speeding up her attacks? This was much easier in the other timeline. And then it hit me.

What happened to Grillby and Papyrus?

Surely they had her occupied earlier. What happened to them? Were they hurt? Did they have to retreat because Undyne was too strong? ...Are they dead?

No, they're not dead. They're not dead at all. They're fine! They're gone off somewhere. They can't be dead...Oh no, they're dead. They're dead they're dead...Gather your senses, Anna! They're fine! They're fine...They're okay. But we might be not...We've seemingly backed ourselves into a corner. We turn around to see a bruised and battered Undyne glaring at us from the edge of the boardwalk.

"shiiiiiiit..." Sans steps in front of me, ready to defend both of us.

"I. AM. DONE. CHASING. YOU!" Undyne summons a spear,"DIE ALREADY!"

Blue circles spread from her across the boards and towards us so fast it would make your head spin. She begins summoning and throwing a flurry of spears to distract us from the ones traveling along the boards. However, Sans wasn't fooled, and he summons a wall of bones to give us time to move and get away from Undyne. He grabs my arm, looking for somewhere to go. There was nowhere...except...He looks behind us at the edge of the boardwalk, and then he looks to me, unsure.

"It's that or death," I reply bluntly.

He nods and leads me over to the edge, wrapping both arms around me and jumping as spears burst from under us, breaking the boardwalk. Sailing down below, Sans pulls me close. If his teeth could be shut any tighter, I'm sure they would be. It felt like we fell forever...before something soft broke our fall. It was more Golden Flowers.

"are you still alive?" Sans says, jokingly.

"Yep, your bones not rattled?" I respond with a joke of my own.

Sans covers his face and laughs. "you're horrible. i thought you were actually dead,"

"Nice guilt trip. But you knew I was alive," I counter.

"pfff, and how are you going to prove that?" He leans towards my face, smirking.

And I hug the guy. I had two reasons to do it. One, I was proving my point; he can feel my heartbeat. And he knows I have a pulse. Two, I'm relieved he's okay. Y'know, for a guy with one health point, he's oddly durable. Or maybe that's just the amount of luck that seems to follow him wherever he goes. But is it good luck or bad luck? You could say good, but at the same time, bad luck could mess with others! Guess I'll never know! Sans freezes for a split second before laughing and hugging me back. It's a tighter grip than usual, as if he doesn't want to let go. I'll be honest, I really don't want to either.

"hey, anna, we don't have time to sit here you know," He reminds.

"Yeah, yeah," I reply lazily,"I know..."

We sit there for a while before I finally let go. The sight of the garbage reminds me of the time Alphys and I ventured here. Boy was that a strange day. I fondly remember Frisk assisting me with the "date". Could you even call it a date? It was something, but I don't think date is the correct word for it. More like...Tuesday In The Underground. You're probably giving me a strange look, but considering what I've been put through down here, can you really say I'm wrong? I reach a familiar place and stop walking, taking out my diary and unhooking the pen attached to it. I begin writing what's happened to me so far before stopping. I decide to let my mind wander a bit and write some stuff that's been in my head. One of them just so happened to be my age. Sans thinks more than my timeline was messed up due to all of the glitches and resets. Could...could it have affected me? I stare down at the book.

I mean...is he really wrong? ...I'm not supposed to exist...So...on the off-chance that I myself may be messed up...Could it...?

I take the pen I was holding and slowly write down the age "eleven" at the end. The book I'm holding seems to glitch out. It spreads up my arm and covers my face before I could even scream. Sans looks towards me with a horrified look. My vision is blurred and soon covered by darkness.

...

...

...

Kid?

Guess she's down for the count.

Hm? What's that? She ain't dead? WAH-HA-HEY! You don't know that.

...WELL! Looks like you're right. She's waking up.

Girl's pretty lucky. It took an unholy amount of magic to restore her. What even happened?

...Reckless girl, that's all I have to say. You suppose that did anything? Well, besides completely change her appearance.

She looks a lot older. About five years to be exact.

I open my eyes to see myself on the floor next to a wall. Aaron, Grillby, Papyrus, and Sans were in the room. I look up to see Gerson looking down at me. I jump a bit, and he laughs, pulling me up and leaning my back against the wall. I looked at Gerson as if I had reunited with an old friend. Technically, this was true, and that was good enough for me. I hug him without another word. He doesn't seem to jump away. In fact, it was a sort of fatherly hug. Like the ones my Dad gave me...But something's strange. I remember being shorter than Gerson. So why am I now the same height as him? I pause for a second and move away from the turtle to take a look at myself.

"WHAT THE!?"

"ooooooh, boy."

What the heck happened to me?