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Author Note: I need to go back to adding these little notes. lol Here's an extra chapter, and thank you for all your reviews, follows and favorites. I'm glad you're enjoying, and I'm going to try to answer your question in the review best I can.

I haven't repeated it, but this is an AU though, for the most part, it follows the game. As for everything Frisk may or may not have forgotten, Frisk honestly forgot a lot of things, such as why she went down there in the first place. She's caught up in feeling bad for the monsters, her crush on Sans, and trying to figure out the voice in her head while also feeling guilty over what the mages of the past did to the monsters.

I'll try to make it more apparent, but magic is real on the surface still and Frisk is a mage. There are Knights on the surface who specialize in killing those with magic, hence some of Frisk's memories such as the one in chapter 14 of the green soul mage.

So what's to stop a monster would be a knight. Hopefully, that helped, if not let me know!

And if you guys want I can give some trivia about this world such as...

In this, Gastor is Sans and Papyrus father. Also if you want, I can start posting Preset, the prequel to Reset.

Frisk knew before she came here that monsters existed. Everyone knew monsters and magic existed. It was something that couldn't be avoided with how a child could be born a mage. It was a small chance of two non-mages having a mage child, but it did happen though rarely. Schools would teach basic things, understanding of monsters, magic, and souls. If you were a mage, you knew much more.

None of this prepared her for the giant spider in the middle of the room. Not one bit. And it probably wasn't prepared for her screaming.

Calm down!

It's a giant spider!

You handled the spiders in the Ruins just fine.

THEY WEREN'T THIS HUGE AND THERE WASN'T THIS MANY! Frisk watched its eyes blink at her along with others.

"Welcome to our parlor, dearie." The giant spider had a concerned smile. "Interested in some spider pastries?" The spider smile became wider, and Frisk could see more spiders teetering from there webs. Some were swinging from one to the other; others hung off by their threads. Every corner and walls were full of webs, even along the floor.

"So, what do you say, my dear?" The giant spider smiled again. Her eyes were getting creepier as she stared at Frisk and licked her lips with her fangs showing.

Frisk blinked and did an about face as she turned to leave. Too much, too much...Nope, she wasn't staying for this.

I can't believe you're scared of spiders... The voice was laughing, but Frisk was still too freaked out to care. She almost missed Alphys's call as she reached the next area and found out she'd have more puzzles to solve. She was glad for the call though and calls after where Alphys explained Mew Mew; it took her mind off the giant spider. She felt even better after Alphys invited her to watch anime with her after it was all over. It made her smile, helping to fuel her determination as she finished each puzzle and made it through a giant door.

Walking forward, the sight of a golden star was up ahead, and a feeling came over her to save. Frisk briefly started to wonder if it was the voice in her head or her with that feeling. Coming closer, she let her magic come forth to make the save.

The sight of webs and its stringy material in so many areas started to make her shudder, and she started to rethink going through the entrance in front of her.

Need help?

Emotions that weren't hers started to feel more overwhelming than before, and Frisk had to take deep breaths as she shook her head. No… I'm fine...The pressure left, leaving her near breathless as she wondered to herself further on that voice in her head as she to go inside.

The sight of larger spiderwebs made a chill go down her spine, and she carefully moved trying to avoid them. She could hear giggles and small bits of laughter; her eyes squinted trying to peer into the dark spots.

"Did you hear what they just said?" A voice called out, a giggle following it as Frisk tried to figure out where it was from.

"H-hello?" Frisk's voice was barely a whisper, and the voice only continued.

"They said a human wearing a striped shirt would come through."

It's been how long, and you still haven't thought to change clothes? The voice in her head sounded annoyed, and Frisk frowned.

A disguise seems dishonest….

You're too nice...like him...It mumbled, and Frisk felt confused and was about to ask until another voice from around her in the Spiders' home broke her from her thoughts.

"I heard they hate spiders…"

"Hey, I never said that!" Frisk called out, pausing a moment but getting no reply as she kept walking.

"I heard that they love to stomp on them." Came another voice, and Frisk was sure it was the two gossiping now. She felt annoyed at the accusations but kept going, her feet slowing through the many spiderwebs she couldn't help but pass through.

"I heard that they like to take their legs off…" A voice whispered, and Frisk's head whipped around, only seeing more spiders around her as her eyes narrowed.

" .not!" She tried to move faster, tiring of the words being said around her as she heard more whispers and voices murmuring around her.

Why are you slowing down?

I'm not trying to...Frisk sighed, only for her feet to not listen as they got slower and slower through the largest web in the middle only to slow her to a stop.

"I heard…" A voice spoke out, louder and more formal to the rest but Frisk recognized it instantly from before. Frisk shut her eyes as a spotlight hit and more spiders crawled out. "That they're awfully stingy with their money."

Frisk closed her eyes tighter, not wanting to open them as she heard the giant spider from before speaking. Its laugh had an air of grace around it that reminded her of her mother, that had Frisk dare to open her eyes to look at the spider.

"You think your taste are too refined for our pastries, don't you, diary?" She said politely, smiling with small fangs and eyes blinking at Frisk. I wish she'd stop doing that…

Blinking?

I don't know? Frisk bit her lip, hearing a snap of fingers as her eyes turned back to the attention of the giant spider.

"Well, I disagree with that notion." She laughed again, her hands smoothing out her dress as she smiled at Frisk. "I think your taste is exactly what this next batch needs." She clapped her hands as Frisk's eyes widened, in each of her hands the giant spider got a teapot and cups from each of her spiders. Frisk barely realized she was being pulled into an encounter with the spider woman politely said thank you to the smaller ones.

Why are you just standing here? The voice yelled, and Frisk finally started trying to move, struggling as she realized she was trapped with nowhere to go.

Oh, no... this magic...its…

Purple Soul magic. It must be written on the web you stepped in... It's no use then…

No, I have to be determined...Frisk struggled more, as the Spider bought the tea to her lips. Her head tilting with piercing eyes as though she was checking Frisk. She felt the pressure to her mind, as the spider's magic slipped through her checking her. She struggled further, huffing as she was left out of breath. There has to be a way.

Fight.

No...

Frisk peered around, trying to find out something until her eyes landed on the Spider woman again as she decided to check her as a last resort.

"Your name is Muffet?" Frisk was only slightly surprised at the name, hearing the small giggle and saw the spider curtsy in front of her.

"Yes, deary." she smiled. "And don't look so blue..." The spider started to pour the teapots as Frisk watched purple magic surround her and consume her, binding her further as it changed her soul. "I think purple is a better look on you." She giggled, but Frisk couldn't find anything funny about this as she struggled again.

I don't want to be food...

Muffet covered her mouth, and Frisk was sure she was laughing as she heard the tone in the woman's voice. "Why so pale? You should be proud." She exclaimed as Frisk focused on the lines of the web, knowing it was the only way she'd be able to move as she narrowly dodged the spiders coming to get her.

Muffet hummed as she started to tidy up around her and the woman even fixed her clothes on her.

"Why would I be proud?" Frisk yelled out in frustration, and Muffet paused, stroking back Frisk's hair in such a manner that she was reminded of her mother again.

"Proud that you're going to make a delicious cake, of course." She gave a smile, with that soft laugh and Frisk reached into her nearest pocket to shove money at Muffet.

"Well, then." Muffet grabbed the gold and Frisk could help but hope the woman would let her free but as time passed and after Muffet pocketed the gold, Frisk's hope diminished. "It would be rude to go full out after you've been so kind."

"But!" Frisk frowned, dodging more as spiders came from different directions then looked at Muffet as the woman took a sip of tea. "Can't you just let me go?"

"Let you go?" The woman sounded confused and shook her head as she clapped her hands a moment as though she heard the best joke. "Don't be silly, deary. By the way, how about a cup of cider?" She smiled and poured Frisk a cup, making Frisk's eyes widened at the sight of spiders in her cup.

"Oh dear, I suppose we didn't finish that batch. Please forgive me for that, deary."

"You have me trapped in a spider's web!" Frisk huffed and struggled again only to hear Muffet laugh.

"If not, then you'd run away. But you're so cute I'll give you a discount, how does that sound? Then again…" Muffet paused with her cup to her lips. "Your soul is going to make every spider very happy…"

With those words, Frisk's shoulders slumped. It always was about her soul, but she didn't feel it was fair to blame them completely. She knew they felt they had no choice.

"How will it help the spiders?" Frisk asked, watching Muffet pour her another cup as spiders came her way and she swore she saw a donut was thrown at her.

"Well, it wi-Oh!" She gasped. "How rude of me, I almost forgot to introduce you to my pet."

"Your...pet?" Frisk slowly repeated, feeling wary of the bright smile on Muffet's face.

"Mmhm, and it's breakfast time. So, have fun, you two."

"Break fa-" Frisk didn't have a chance to finish as spiders came at her, seemingly dragging behind a leash. It wasn't long until Frisk saw something that made her freeze until its mouth opened snapping at her and she started moving.

Is that a spider? She screamed in her head.

I thought it was more of a cupcake...Wait, why are we talking? Fight back!

No, Frisk shook her head as she tried to dodge the monster cupcake spider, the moment it was out of sight Frisk fell to her knees trying to catch her breath. She heard the sound of music and could see all the spiders starting to dance along with Muffet. They clapped along to the music, and Frisk kept trying to breathe.

"How did...you even know I was coming…" Frisk breathed out, and Muffet had stopped to look at her.

"Oh, the one that warned us about you, deary?" Muffet tapped her chin. "well, they offered us a LOT of money for your soul. And they had such a sweet smile." She chuckled, and Frisk wondered just who it was.

"But wh-?" She was interrupted as she saw doughnuts thrown towards her and barely dodged as pastries came in her direction.

"I'm not sure, deary, to be honest. But...it was strange. I could swear they changed shape in the shadows. Oh! Do you want more cider dear?" Muffet held up a pot, and Frisk watched her confused, unsure what to think of Muffet.

"I..no thank you…"

"It's just as well, it's time for lunch. And I forgot to feed my pet" Muffet giggled, and Frisk started running as soon as she saw spiders with the leash bringing in the monstrous spider cupcake. Food was thrown in its direction as Muffet tossed food to it and Frisk did her best to dodge the feeding as well as spiders all round her.

"Muffet! Why are you doing this?" Frisk cried out, and Muffet's movements stopped.

"Why?" The spider woman looked at Frisk confused. "You didn't know, deary? Spiders have been trapped in the ruins for generations…" Her voice was soft, and Frisk moved from the next donut thrown.

"They're trapped there? But...the door…"

"Even if they go under the door, Snowdin's fatal cold is impassable..." Muffet spoke out quickly, and Frisk frowned. "But…" She came closer and smiled at Frisk. "With the money from your soul, we could rent a heated limo. "Muffet's eyes were shining with delight. "And with the leftovers, who knows what we could do, deary. Maybe even build a spider baseball field. But enough of that…" Muffet made a wave of her hand. "It's time for dinner."

"Wait, Muffet!" Frisk called out as the spiders came with the leash and went back to dodging. Her mind was full of thoughts as she thought of the problems all the monsters had. What were we thinking sending them here…?

Humans don't care…

Not true…

Frisk winced feeling hatred coming over her, and the shimmer of red magic flowed over her hand as she pushed it down. No…She breathed out as it dissipated and stared up at Muffet, and the woman watched her curiously.

"Are you alright, deary?" Muffet's eyes blinked, and she opened her mouth to say more, but another spider appeared as Frisk continued to breathe. "A telegram? From the spiders in the ruin?" Muffet's eyes went over the paper. "They're saying they saw you...And you bought from them...And you never hurt a single spider." Muffet smiled as she finished, politely thanking the spider and then turning to Frisk.

"I told you I don't…" Frisk breathed out, and Muffet gave a curtsy, with an apologetic smile.

"So, you did, deary. This has been a big misunderstanding. I thought you hated spiders…" Muffet looked sheepish and cleared her throat. "I suppose the person who asked for your soul, meant another human in a striped shirt."

"I suppose so," Frisk let out a small laugh and smiled at the woman as Muffet helped her up.

"Sorry for all the trouble." Muffet giggled as she was brushing off Frisk's clothes, getting off bits of spider web and Frisk could feel the purple soul magic easing off her. "Oh, I know! I'll make it up to you." Muffet clapped her hands together. "You can come back anytime, dearie." She smiled. "And for no charge at all, I'll even wrap you up, so you and you can play with my pet again." Muffet teased, and Frisk let out a laugh.

"Um, no thank you…"

"Too bad, Tuffet seems to really like you." She chuckled. "But I'm only kidding, deary. You can be on your way now, I'll spare you."

Frisk let out a deep breath, "Thank you, but...the spiders…"

"We'll figure it out, dearie. Hope to see you again, that was fun." She turned her back and went back into the shadows and Frisk tried to think of something.

There's nothing you can do, Frisk. I hope this "plan" of yours works…

"Me too…" Frisk whispered out loud, praying for an answer to come to her. One to save them all.