Sorry for the lateness of this upload, had a few issues.
Massive thanks to Petalthorn for her help on this chapter. If you're hurting for Undertale stuff to read, I strongly suggest you check out her story on this site.. Corrupted File Exe.
iamdaraptor: I have done my best to answer your questions at the end of the chapter.
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"You know Undyne, you're gonna wear a groove in the carpet if you keep pacing like that."
Undyne gave an irritated snarl in response to Frisk's comment, not ceasing in her back-and-forth movements. Frisk gave an amused snort in response, adjusting his position on the stairs and attempting to get himself comfortable.
There were only a few other people in Asgore and Toriel's living room, the former king was seated on the couch, watching Undyne with a smile of soft amusemen, and Chara was seated across the room in one of the reading chairs. Mettaton leaned against the wall, his grin giving away his amusement at Undyne's predicament.
"You should really sit down," Asgore suggested. "Pacing won't help the delivery go any faster."
"I should be in there!" Undyne bit out, glancing at the closed door next to the couch that led to the guest room. Muffled grunts and cries could be heard through the wooden one, and the warrior's ear fins twitched unconsciously with each one, her fists reflexively clenching.
"Yeah, I see no way that could go badly," Chara said sarcastically. "Mom knows what she's doing, just let her do her thing."
"Chara has a point, darling," Mettaton remarked. "You'll have plenty of time to be a bad role model for the little one growing up, might as well let the little darling have a few moments of peace and quiet before you barge in."
"And what the hell's that supposed to mean?" Undyne growled, halting her movements and glaring at the glamourous robot, who merely smirked in response.
"Now now, there is no need for that, from either of you." Asgore rumbled, glancing between Mettaton and Undyne. "Let's keep everything calm for when the little one comes into the world, shall we? Undyne, have you and Alphys decided on a name for him yet?"
The fish-warrior hesitated for a moment, then turned her attention to her former king.
"We narrowed it down to a couple names… Alphys suggested we wait until we see him before we decided on anything for certain." Undyne winced as a shriek tore through the house and instinctively took a step towards the door.
"Undyne…" Asgore warned.
"She needs me in there!" The warrior's voice was practically pleading. "I can't just stand here and listen to this! I've gotta help somehow!"
"You can help by not getting involved, Undyne," Frisk said, his tone compassionate. "I know it sucks not to be able to help, but you should really just let Mom do her thing."
"It'll be over soon, Undyne," Asgore added, gently, patting the seat next to him. "Trust me, Tori's got some experience in this area. Now why don't you sit down, and I'll go make some tea for in the meantime."
Undyne looked like she was going to protest, then she sagged and obediently made her way over to the couch and sank into it.
Asgore gave her an encouraging smile and rose, tousling her long ponytail fondly as he did so. Then he walked out of the living room and disappeared into the kitchen.
"So, Undyne," Frisk asked, hoping to distract the warrior. "What kind of magic do you think your son's gonna have?"
Undyne shrugged.
"It's hard to tell. Since Alphy's having him, he'll probably take more after her than me. But, I'm a hybrid Monster, so I dunno what traits he's gonna end up with." She perked slightly. "But he's gonna be awesome, no matter what! I can't wait to find out what surprises he's got for us!"
"You may regret saying that later," Mettaton chuckled.
"Wait, a hybrid Monster?" Frisk asked. "What's that mean?"
Undyne looked over to the teen in surprise.
"Hang on, you've been hanging around Monsters for over three years! How do you not know what a hybrid is?"
"I think you're overestimating my brother just a bit, Undyne," Chara said wryly. "If it's not wearing a skirt, he's not interested enough to pay attention to it."
"Hey!"
Undyne barked a laugh at that, seeming to relax a little, much to the relief of the others.
"Any Monster can have kids together, right?" She explained. "We're not restricted by the same dumb boundaries you Humans have. Neither of my parents were the same type of Monster… hell, neither of them were fish Monsters either!"
"Really?" Chara asked in surprise. "Then, what were they?"
"Tra la la," A voice echoed throughout the house, causing the occupants of the living room to start in surprise. "What does a fish love more than anything else?"
From the door leading into the dining room, a familiar figure, completely swathed in dark blue robes entered the living room. Frisk had never seen the River Person move before, the figure seemed to glide over the floor rather than walk, leaving a damp trail in her wake.
Undyne rose swiftly, her eye widening in disbelief.
"Mom?"
The other occupants of the room looked at each other in surprise, then back to Undyne.
"Mom?!" They chorused, almost in perfect unison.
Undyne ignored them, her gaze fixed on the River Person.
"Mom… what are you doing here? You never leave the water!"
Undyne's mother halted in the middle of the living room, and turned her head to face each individual in the room. Even when she gazed directly at Frisk, the boy was unable to make out anything beneath the hood, though not for lack for trying.
Finally, her gaze settled on Undyne.
"Tra la la, death keeps me home, but I will leave it this once, to celebrate life."
The fish-warrior's eye widened and her gaze flicked towards the door to the spare room before going back to the robed figure. Without warning, she leapt forward, all but tackling the Monster before her in an embrace.
"I know it's hard for you leave the water." Undyne's voice was soft, barely audible to the two robots and the Human who still occupied the room. "So… thank you."
Frisk's view of the River Person was blocked by Undyne, but his eyes widened as an arm snaked around Undyne's torso from the left side, returning the fish-woman's embrace. The arm seemed to be completely comprised of water, constantly flowing and shifting, but maintaining its form regardless.
The arm disappeared as quickly as it had appeared, and Frisk barely caught a glimpse of it sliding back behind the robe, though he was unable to see anything else beneath it.
"Wow…. can't say I was expecting this," Chara stated, as Undyne stepped away from her mother, turning slightly so the others could see the smile gracing her features.
Before anyone else could say anything, Asgore stepped back into the living room, carrying a tray with a teapot and several cups on it. He paused when he noticed the new addition.
"Ah… Charon, wasn't it? I did not hear you come in," the former king grinned. "Though I suppose I should not be surprised. Would you like some tea?"
"I would, thank you," Charon's musical voice took on a polite tone while she dipped her head respectfully. "It has been a long time, your Majesty."
"Oh no, please," Asgore protested, removing a hand from his tray and waving it as he resumed walking towards the couch. "Just Asgore is fine. I'm not a king anymore, and I'm more than happy with that."
"Very well… Asgore."
"Hang on a minute." Frisk spoke up,folding his arms over his chest and looking sternly around the room. "You guys know each other?"
"Hah! You kidding me?" Unydne snorted while Asgore began distributing the tea. "This guy knew everybody in the Underground!"
"It is a little harder to keep up now that Monsters have begun spreading out, but… yes," Asgore admitted, a hint of pride in his tones.
"If there was one thing Asgore was good at while ruling the Underground, it was keeping in touch with the people." Mettaton smirked.
"An important part of being a leader is to know your people. It is an act I fear many leaders we deal with on the surface seem to have forgotten."
"You can say that again," Chara muttered.
"We're getting off topic here," Frisk insisted. "Undyne, how come I never knew that the River Person was your mom? Or that her name was Charon?"
"To be fair, you're not the only one kept in the dark about that," Mettaton mentioned, raising an elegant brow. "I had no idea either."
"You lived like, ten feet away from Undyne!" Chara spoke up, her voice incredulous. "How did you not know?"
"She lived alone when she moved out there," Mettaton explained. "And she didn't really interact with me then anyway."
"You saw that house, did it look like it could hold an entire family?" Undyne questioned. "Not likely! I grew up on the other side of Onionsan's lake. Though, there was more than just him there back then."
"Such a nice boy…" Charon muttered, her arm momentarily flashing out at surprising speed to take a teacup from Asgore, disappearing back under her robe before anyone could focus on it.
"You're not answering the question!" Frisk complained. "You can't just introduce all this stuff and then not-"
The teen was cut off as Undyne suddenly froze, her ear fins twitching. The group fell silent, suddenly realizing that the noises from the other room had stopped. Everyone turned their gazes to the wooden door.
And then…
New cries could be heard through the door. The sound of a child crying. On hearing it, Undyne began to tremble slightly, taking a hesitant step towards the door. She froze as it slowly opened, revealing Toriel in the doorway.
The Boss Monster wore a tired smile on her face, and her gaze first lit upon Undyne. She stepped to the side, and gestured into the room.
The fish woman needed no other invitation, immediately bolting into the room, her drink forgotten on the coffee table. The others quickly followed, with Charon going after her daughter into the room while the others crowded around the doorframe to peer inside. They were only able to catch a few quick glances however, before Toriel shooed them away, much to Frisk's dismay. His protests were were quickly cut off however, as the female Boss Monster closed the door behind her, leaving the three alone in the room.
Undyne knelt beside Alphys where she lay on the queen-sized bed, her back supported by several large pillows as she cradled a baby in her arms. Charon stopped a few feet away from her daughter, watching the scene before her unfold.
The boy was still crying, though he had quieted down since Undyne had appeared. Hesitantly, the fish-woman reached on a hand, her fingers delicately brushing against the dark green scales on the infant's arm.
Immediately, the cries ceased, and the child turned his head towards Undyne, large brown eyes with slitted pupils staring up at her.
"He looks just like you." Undyne managed, turning her attention to Alphys, who was smiling gently at the two.
"Well, other than the eyes.. And the green scales," Alphys corrected, her tone soft and filled with awe. "But… yes."
"Can… can I…?"
"Of course." Alphys gently reached out her arms, holding out the baby to Undyne, who took him, cradling him against her chest. At her touch, the child squeaked and reached his tiny hands up towards her face, his hands sporadically clenching and unclenching.
"He's so beautiful." Undyne's voice was choked, and her eye gaze was transfixed on her son, even as her eye glistened with unshed tears.
"He reminds me of your father." Charon murmured, her voice so low that Undyne could barely hear her. She dragged her gaze from the child in her arms to look to her mother, whose head was bowed slightly in memory.
"Hah… I musta got it from you, huh?" Undyne grinned, not noticing a tear that escaped to slide down her scaled cheek. "Guess I ended up with a reptile too."
A soft laugh like waves lapping at the shore emanated from beneath the hood.
"Take good care of them both, won't you?"
"Always," Undyne declared, holding her son a little closer to her, though she was careful not to squeeze him too much, one hand absently stroking at the boy's crest.
"So?" Alphys asked from her position on the bed. "What do you think we should call him?"
Undyne grinned down at the child in her arms, then got onto the bed, settling down beside her wife and putting an arm around her, pulling her close so that their son was nestled between them, much to his delight, if the burbling noises he was making were any indication.
"I dunno. What do you think, squirt?"
"Undyne…" Alphys giggled as their child stared up at them, his eyes wide, and his pupils dilating from slits, to orbs and back again. "He's not going to be able to name himself!"
"Why not? He's our kid, isn't he? He can do anything!"
That earned her another laugh from the yellow reptile, then her tail slipped out from under the covers, brushing up against the infant's leg.
"I like "Alexander"," she said suddenly, while the boy's attention was diverted by this new obstruction, his own stubby tail twitching as if in response to his mother's appendage.
"Alexander, huh?"
Alphys bit her lip and nodded. Undyne allowed her grin to widen in response.
"Yeah… I like it. You hear that, little guy? You got a name now, and the best parents you could hope to have!" She reached out, gathering up the little one in her arms, before settling back beside she directed her attention over to her own mother.
"You know, you can come say hi, he won't bite." The warrior chuckled. "Not yet, anyways."
"I can see him just fine from here," Charon replied quietly.
Undyne sighed with a sympathetic smile, her ear fins drooping just slightly. "I understand, Mom. Not now, but…" Her smile brightened. "How about I bring him to visit sometime? Then his awesome Grandma can give him a ride on the lake," she suggested, her smile turning into a knowing smirk.
The hooded figure was quiet, looking away briefly, before turning back to her daughter. "...I'd like that," she replied softly.
"You better," Undyne teased. "Cause I would have brought him regardless."
Alphys snorted. "Of course you would."
"What? Look at him, he's ours, and he needs to be loved on by everyone. Including his Grandma."
Alphys just shook her head in amusement, then reached for the infant, and Undyne passed the boy to her.
"Alexander," She said, her voice full of tenderness and her soul full of love. "Welcome to our family. Welcome home."
Author's note: Reply to iamdaraptor.
Before I get to your questions, allow me to suggest that you make an account here on fanfiction. The reason for this being, as soon as I saw your review, I really wanted to answer it right away, but couldn't since you were on a guest account, and I couldn't message you. It's easy, and free, and would make any conversations a lot more convienint. Anyways, I've tried to answer your questions as best I can, but if you have more, or there's some I don't answer fully, I'd be more than happy to message you about it. I love it when people ask me questions like these!
1: I'm not 100% certain what you mean by "standard rules" for the Undertale multiverse... I've not really kept up-to-date on such things. the only things I can think of is Undertale being a game, and the existence of the player, which I will address here. I've never bought into the theory that Undertale is a game. the way I see it, it's it's own universe/dimension/multiverse, and the game is simply the tool that the Player uses to interact with it, rather than being the world itself. As of the Player.. or Players, they have no influence on this particular dimension. Not only is it a unique one, since this is the only Undertale world where Chara is a fragment of The Defiler, but Gaster still has enough power to subtly nudge most other interdimensional beings away from his world... there are many other variants to choose from after all.
Which leads into #2. I am unfamiliar with Ink Sans, the only inter dimensional Undertale beings I am aware of are Core Frisk and Error Sans. Like the Player, if either of them turned their attention to this world, Gaster would maneuver them away from it, and that would likely apply to any other ones as well. And in Corey's case, from what I know, there's not much reason for them to come here, since the Genocide run was never completed, and True Pacifist reigns here.
On to three, the answer would be no. I'm not completely aware of the capabilities of the outcodes, but I'm going on the assumption that they can only interact with the Undertale portion of the Multiverse. The Defiler was not so limited, and he's never had a reason to visit this section of reality before, given that this Chara is the only part of his soul existing there. As for Gaster's creators, they exist outside of reality completely, and when they met with Gaster, they would have hidden their presence from others.
And for 4... I think I've already answered at least part of that with my other answers. If not, or there's more you're unclear on, because I'm not fully aware of the specific rules you're talking about, please feel free to ask. I would be more than happy answering any questions you may have, (though as I said, it would be easiest and most convenient if we could message each other about it... hint hint)