I woke up the next day with my back hurting a little, groaning as I sat up and looked around. It took me a couple of seconds, but I remembered what had happened the day before. I stood up and turned to my bed to see Frisk dangling from it. I moved over to them, moving them back into bed and shaking them a little. They had a strained expression on their face, almost as if they were having a nightmare. I frowned, having a good idea what it was about.
I knew about a lot of things that I shouldn't since arriving here in this body. As far as I could tell, I had died in my original one, and ended up in the experiment that Alphys was doing to try and copy her success with making Undyne. I knew these things because I used to read things and play Undertale, the universe I was currently in.
To be honest, I never actually expected to end up in this universe. I was… a little bit of a pessimist in my 'last' life, so I never really expected things to go my way that much. Now that I was here, however, well… I've already changed things.
One thing that was a major difference, no amalgamates. Right before Alphys had injected the fallen monsters with DETERMINATION, I had confronted her, bringing up that maybe a full vial of the stuff per monster was a little much, and she had agreed after some persuasion.
Another major change I had made was I made sure that Mettaton's fame didn't go to the robot's head. He still had all the shows and things he had in the game, but was much more… modest, and his work was even better because of it. Of course, there were only a couple people and monsters that could make that observation, but I wasn't sure how much one remembered, and unsure another even existed.
I shook my head, returning to the task at hand, waking Frisk, especially since they seemed to still be having that nightmare, and it seemed to be getting worse as time went on.
"Hey kid, are you alright? Wake up," I said, concerned. I'd say the kid was having a nightmare, but it looked more like a night terror.
Frisk's eyes groggily opened. After a few seconds, they finally focus on me, but then suddenly shift to somewhere over my shoulder. I had a feeling I knew who they were looking at, but decided against saying anything yet that would imply I did.
"What 'cha looking at there, kid?" I asked instead, before I started getting a feeling of dread, like I was being watched.
"It's… nothing," they said.
"Alright," I said, deciding to leave it be. "How'd you sleep last night?" I asked them, concern in my voice.
They paused for a moment "Alright," they hesitated, looking a little unsure.
"Something tells me you're lying," I said, putting a comforting look on my face. "What happened, nightmare?" I paused for a moment, then added "Maybe a night terror?"
They looked away as if not wanting to answer me.
"Hey it's okay kid, what was it about?" I asked, putting a hand on their shoulder.
"I'd rather not talk about it," Frisk signed. Apparently, I wasn't going to break through this kid's shell just yet.
"It's not my place to pry, but if you want to talk to me about it speak up," I state, smiling reassuringly at them. "Especially if they're memories of a bad time." They visibly wince at my wording. I noticed something out of the corner of my eye, but when I looked there was nothing there, so I shrugged it off.
"So, how about we get back to magic practice, get your mind off the nightmare?" I suggested. "Or maybe some food first?" I asked, hearing their stomach grumble.
"Food sounds nice," they replied with a smile.
"Lemme get dressed first, then we can go," I said. They left the room while I quickly put on my armour, walking out of the room and turning to where they were waiting.
"Alright, let's go," I said.
We headed over to the elevator, getting in, me pressing the button to take us up to where Alphys stayed. I lead them out the door and past the two guards, them nodding as we went passed, going to the elevator up here and pressing the button that lead us up to the outside of Mettaton's restaurant/hotel. I had a plan for getting us in without reservations. It helps when you know the robot personally and are 'made' by the same person.
"Here we are, now do you want some fast food or do you want to eat at the restaurant?" I asked them as we went into the hotel/restaurant.
"The restaurant sounds good," they signed to me.
I went up to the fish monster at the reservations desk. "Hey," I said, grinning. "Table for two, please."
"Hey Ulfin, how's it going hun?" Zul said.
"I'm fine, Zul," I said, rolling my eyes. "I'm just feeding this kid before I go back to training them,"
Zul turned her attention to Frisk "And who's this little sweetheart?"
"Their names Frisk," I told her. "They don't talk much, only sign," I added as an afterthought.
"Well hun, I'll get you and that little one seated in just a jiffy," she said with a playful wink.
"Thanks, Zul," I said, rolling my eyes again at her blatant flirting, not even a little bit interested in her.
After a few moments Zul set us up at a table near the stage, and was even able to get us some silverware and menus. "So, what do you want, kid?" I asked, looking at them.
They looked at the menu, until they finally decided. "Chocolate chip pancakes," they signed to me. "With human soul substitute."
"Funny, kid," I said, chuckling, amused at their choice of food. "I'm just gonna have regular pancakes, personally." The waiter came, and I ordered our food, taking a glance up at the stage and seeing a familiar skeleton.
"Hey, look at who's up." I said to Frisk, pointing and smirking.
"He was a bit sharp." Sans started, me grimacing a little at this, having an idea where these jokes were going to go.
Many bad puns later…
"...and I said, 'you sure do have a point'." Sans said, finishing a joke. The monsters around us laughed, but I narrowed my eyes a little, suspicious. I heard something from Frisk, turning to them, my eyes widening a little in worry.
I saw Frisk rubbing their hands together as if trying to remove some unseen grit. "You okay, Frisk?" I asked, worried. I was concerned that they were remembering the Genocide timeline. I hated that timeline with a passion, having avoided it like the plague when I had played the game for myself.
I had only completed one playthrough of the game, and that was for True Pacifist. After that, I never touched my copy of the game again, because at the time I thought multiverse theory was true, and it apparently is judging on where I am right now, and thought that, if I was actually controlling a Frisk, I would let them have their happy ending. I shook my head again, deciding to turn my attention back to Frisk after my tangent.
"I'm … just a little shaken up from this morning, that's all," they signed, looking like they really didn't want to get more into the subject.
"If you talked to me, I could help you," I said, a worried frown on my face.
"I…" Frisk was about to say something, before our conversation got interrupted by arrival of our food.
"We'll talk about it when we finish, okay?" I said, seeing their nervousness.
The waiter sets down our food. A smile appears on Frisk's face with a slight red tint appearing in their eyes.
I pretend not to notice the change; however, my staring does not go unnoticed. "What do I have something on my face or something?" They signed in a way that almost seems rude, surprising me a little.
"Your eyes," I said, ignoring their rudeness, not really minding or caring for it. "They look a little… off,"
"You sure there isn't something wrong with your eyes?"
"I'm sure," I said, narrowing my eyes a little. "Let's just eat."
Frisk tears through their stack of pancakes like they haven't eaten in a million years. I chuckled a little at this, amused at their voracity while eating, eating mine twice as fast.
We both finished our stacks of pancakes quickly. "Let's talk back at the lab," I suggested, leaving some G on the table.
We got back to the lab, entering the training room. "Alright, kid, why did your eyes turn red back there?" I asked.
"I… It's a long story," they signed, almost looking like they didn't want to even sign right not.
"You can't keep dodging my questions forever," I said, a DETERMINED look on my face, wanting to help the kid out with their problems.
"...It's because, I'm not the only one inhabiting this body."