HOUR ONE

Mom won't let me out of the room. All the windows are shut and locked, same with the doors. The blinds are drawn so no one can see in. You're probably wondering why, right? Here's why: Alphys is missing. She built the jail she was in, so she knew how to escape. I'm under the blankets, flinching at every sound. Toriel is doing checks every hour, and guards are patrolling the premises. Going to stay quiet.

HOUR FOUR

THERE'S SOMEONE OUTSIDE. The guards are all ignoring it, which must mean that They've incapacitated them. Toriel is standing in front of the door, magic blast at the ready. I can hear her breathing slower than normal. She's afraid.

HOUR FIVE

False alarm! It was just Frisk, checking up on us. He's sitting next to me, and we're talking about how this timeline's been. Toriel is confused with our terminology, as she doesn't remember the other timelines. Sans does though. He's with us, and seems to be happy that we're talking about the good ones.

HOUR SIX

It wasn't Frisk. It was Chara... I don't know how, but Alphys got to them. They've killed mom. I narrowly escaped. I'm out in Snowdin. I'm lucky that Sans got to me as soon as Frisk got to us. Sans and I are crying. Grillby and the rest are all surrounding us. Grillby figured that if Mom is dead, Dad must be to. This is the final defense of the royalty.

HOUR SEVEN

Alphys hacked Mettaton. We can hear him screaming that he's sorry and for help as his body hacks at the door. Papyrus is crying. Nabstablook is trying to stop Mettaton, but to no avail. I hope Frisk snaps out of it and RESETs.

HOUR NINE

The door has been destroyed, and so has Mettaton. Grillby forced himself to melt the suit. He's weak now. We lit a candle as a precaution, so if he does go out, we'll still have him.

HOUR THIRTEEN

We had to move again. Alphys and Chara found us. There are 13 of us left. There were 39. We are solemn.

HOUR FIFTEEN

Sans is fighting Chara. The rest are trying to stop Alphys and she won't kill them. Instead, she's keeping Temmi as a hostage. She obviously has a problem with the murder, but doesn't want Chara to attack her. The puppeteer has become the puppet.

HOUR FIFTEEN 1/2

I'm facing Chara. Mercy, Act, and Fight are all here. I choose to Act, and I use Grillby. Chara's clothes catch on fire, and she struggles to get him off. Once she does, she tries to stab me. She can't. I feel over, and she stepped on my roots. I hurt and she hurt. I have Frisk's soul, or at least part of it. Frisk has returned.

RESET

A/N

Sorry for the week long wait! As you know, Easter was last week, and you didn't know that I was visiting my grandfather in Michigan. I never had time to do any writing because the days were action packed. I'm STILL not writing because I've been working on something... Different. It still involves writing and the Internet, but it won't be posted on here for a while. So, for at least a week or two, I'm going on hiatus. Oh, and I'm canceling MTT's Meltdown. It was just an expirament, and I did everything I wanted with it. Sorry for the bad news, but I just had to.