Big whooping A/N: It's been a while. Remember a while back when I said most of my chapters were typed up and ready to post. Usually I edit them slightly and post. That big word document that I typed all my story on is gone I gotta retype it all again. Just a note to people that type on word documents alot, DO NOT SAVE A LARGE STORY on a word document. The longer the story, the likelier it is for that document to glitch on you and delete your hard work. Fortunately since all of it was prewritten I only had to rewrite this chapter.
Chapter 52: Waterfall
As Frisk was heading back she picked up another drink from the fridge as her phone began to ring.
She picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Hey long time no see."
"Hey Snowy."
Frisk heard monsters talkin' in the background.
"Hey, is Avian with you?"
"Good, she was a little worried about you so I told her where you were headed."
'I thought he sent her because he was worried about me.'
'Well, now her reaction makes a great deal of sense. In hindsight, that appeared kinda heartless," Chara said.
"Really?"
"Yeah," Snowy replied.
"Don't worry, she's here."
"Good."
"Though I might have been a little mean to her."
"WHAT?!"
"Snowy, who are you talkin' to?"
Frisk heard Barby's voice in the background.
"The human of course."
"Since when did you two get so close?"
"It's not like that, Barby," Snowy said. "We ran into each other as he was heading out, trying to rescue Sans."
"Really? Since when does Sans need rescuing?"
Speaking of Sans, she spotted him talking with Avian at a clearing. He was sitting next to her and appeared to be talking to her.
"Why don't ya ask him? Look, give the phone to Barby. I want to talk to her."
During that time, Frisk assumed he had handed the phone to Barby.
"Listen if you're not even gonna believe me I'm not gonna bother talking to ya. I'm not in the mood."
"Look it's not like I don't believe ya but couldn't ya at least told the rest of us. You even left without saying goodbye."
Frisk sighed.
"I guess I did, didn't I?"
"The least you could have done was give us your number before you call. We might want to call you and check up on you."
'That's surprising. Why would you wanna do that?'
"That's most stupidest thing I've heard coming out of your brain," Chara said.
"While Snowy was chilling out, the rest of us were worrying about you."
"Why?" Frisk stammered in confusion.
'My company will only lead you to no good.'
"There you go again doing that negative self-talk. How annoying," Chara said.
'Then don't read my thoughts.'
"Well after meeting someone everyday for so long it's kinda hard to remain distant, if you get what I mean."
'I think I do, funnily enough.'
She always had to live on fearing that someone might discover the lies she hid behind her appearance. Sam had been the first one she had trusted after her mother had died. After her mother had died she had been bounced from family to family never calling one place, home for too long.
"Well I ought to give the phone back to Snowy."
"Hold on, it's been a while. Weren't you the one who wanted to talk?"
"Oh yeah."
"So how have you been doing?"
"Good, I suppose. School's gonna start up tomorrow."
"School? You have school down here?"
"Of course," Barby supplied. "How else do you expect us to master magic?"
"Where do you go to school?"
"In Hotland of course by the MTT resort. The place is comprised of six floors that to different parts of the city."
"Just what exactly does MTT stand for? Didn't Avian mention something about an MTT casino or something?"
"Oh that's easy. It stands for Mettaton. He owns his own rigamaroll in Hotland. He has a casino, a hotel, a restaurant, a stage. You name it, he's probably got it."
"He must be quite a character then."
"In a matter of speaking. Well better go, Snowy wants to talk with you."
Frisk sighed as Snowy returned to the phone.
"So what did you do to make Avian mad at you?" Snowy asked curiously.
"I may have snapped at her."
"Why?"
"It has nothing to do with her."
"Look I understand the need to keep things private but sometimes people need someone to lean on. Are you sure you can even handle your problems by yourself?"
"Of course I am."
"You'd talk to us if something was bothering you."
"Yes."
"Good, that's all I ask. Well if that's all you wanna be talkin' about I'm heading out. See ya later."
Frisk clicked off the phone before deciding to take a seat next to Sans.
Avian glanced at her for a moment before turning away from her with a snort.
'Still sour with me, huh?'
"hey."
Frisk ignored him.
"Look I'm sorry about before."
She fished out the bottle she had got from the fridge and tried to open it.
Avian ignored her.
"I'm just not used to confiding in someone else."
"You don't say," Chara said.
"sorry to interrupt ya, but what's that you got there?" Sans asked.
Frisk grumbled under her breath.
"it's just a bottle of soda."
She sighed before glancing at Avian once more.
"Besides everything I'd say would just sound stupid."
"have you tried opening it?"
Avian peered at Frisk for a moment.
"The soda?" Frisk asked. "Of course."
"What did you think he was talking about?" Chara asked.
"i was asking 'cause it looked like you were really struggling with it."
Frisk sighed.
"I'd rather just keep things private. It's nothing personal."
Sans took the bottle from her hand and opened it.
"Hey! That's mine."
Frisk made a grab for it but not before he managed to open the bottle with little effort.
"easy peasy," he said before taking a drink of it.
"Hey that's mine."
"i opened it. it's only fair i have a sip."
Frisk swiped it from him and took a drink.
Avian chuckled.
She glanced at her with surprise.
"So you finally decided to acknowledge me?"
Avian snorted.
"Don't be so melodramatic."
Sans winked at her.
Frisk sighed.
"I want to thank you for coming back to rescue me. Snowy told me that you asked him where I was," she said feeling her lips curl up in a smile.
Sans glanced at her momentarily with surprise.
"What are you staring at?"
Chara chuckled.
"nothing, i just couldn't help but notice that you didn't wipe off the bottle. i guess you don't care if it's an indirect kiss."
Frisk promptly spit out the drink.
"You-"
"Welp gotta go," he said vanishing without a word.
"Looks like he's got you on your toes."
'Shut up, Chara.'
"It's not stupid."
"Huh?" Frisk asked.
"Whatever you had to say, I wouldn't think it's stupid. I know it doesn't matter coming from me, but I want you to know even if you feel like talking, I'm available if you ever do want to talk to me."
"I'll keep that in mind."
Avian's nose turned red.
"Don't take that the wrong way, you baka."
The plane monster fired several missiles at Frisk who barely dodged them.
"I wasn't. Lay off will you? Are you trying to kill me?"
Chara snickered.
Eventually Avian ceased fire.
"So what did you talk about with Sans? You seemed awfully chatty."
"It's a secret."
With that, Avian rolled away. Later in the evening, Frisk returned to Napstablook's place.
Avian was already inside appearing to chat with Napstablook.
"Hey."
"hey."
"I'm sorry if I worried you."
"it's alright. your friend told me everything."
"Yeah, I'm really sorry about before walking out like that. I was just a little upset."
"A little?" Chara piped up.
"you look a little better now. guess there is no reason for you to stay here anymore is there?"
"That is true. I assume you are going back to town then? Or are you sticking around for a while longer?" Avian asked.
Frisk clinched her fingers, remembering the battle with the dummy.
It had attacked her without mercy only serving to remind her how unwelcome her presence was.
Shorty's words coming back to her when he talked to her in the ruins.
'That's right I promised didn't I?'
"You're still going on about that promise you left with the Froggit in the ruins?"
'Froggit?'
"Never mind."
"I think I'll stick around for a little while longer."
"Are you crazy? Have you lost what's left of your brain? That's suicide."
'It doesn't matter. It's not your decision.'
"You're still going to the Capital even after everything. You'll die."
'I made a promise and I didn't forget it just because you're inclined to.'
"I'm trying to save your life."
'You're only doing it because the player told you to. If the player hadn't told you to protect me, you would have left me to fend for myself, wouldn't you?'
Chara glared at her.
"Be careful alright," Avian said. "It's not easy to open up but call me if you need anything I don't care how minor of a problem it is."
"I'll keep that in mind," Frisk said.
Avian fluttered away.
"Napstablook, tell them this is a foolish idea."
'There's nothing you can do about it. I have already decided.'
"Can't you do something. Force him to see sense."
"i can't possibly ask him to do such a thing and forcing him won't solve anything."
Chara huffed, folding his arms and floating in the corner of the house.
Frisk glanced at Napstablook with a wistful smile.
"Thanks, Napstablook. Your support means alot to me."
"am i doing the right thing though? i admit i don't agree with this plan but still i want to support you with whatever you decide to do."
"I don't know if it's right. If it was up to me to make the decision I would have given up a long time ago. I'm only doing what I think is best. It's fine if you disagree with it but I'm thankful for the support anyway."
"you were hoping to reach the king right?"
"That's right."
"the king's castle is north of here. you only need to follow the lighted path."
"Then I'll scout ahead to look for the safest route to the king."
"good luck."
He glanced at Frisk, a light blue blush on his cheeks.
"if you change your mind, you can stay here again if you like. you're always welcome."
"Really?"
"yeah."
"Thank you."
Frisk headed out to the path to the left. Up ahead were these large mushrooms that glowed bright blue as Frisk walked by one she saw that the path ahead was gone and there was nothing but darkness. She tried to feel the way through having run into solid stone walls most of the time.
With a sigh she headed back to the mushroom and sat down as she was sitting down her hand brushed against the stem and the mushroom began to glow and the path ahead was lit by glowing blue stones
"Wow, did you sit in a pile of sugar? Cause you got a sweet ass."
Frisk turned and saw a large brown horse monster with a black mermaid tail.
Once it caught a glimpse of Frisk it became visibly pale.
"You're a guy? How dare you deceive me like that."
What an idiot," Chara said.
"Fight me."
The monster lunged at her, his fist dragon back preparing to punch her.
Frisk swiftly sidestepped it.
"Too slow."
"Don't take me for a fool."
He tried punching her again and she dodged it.
"Quit dodging and let me wound you."
"Quit playing around, I don't want to hurt you," Frisk snapped and swiftly ran up to Aaron.
"Wow, he's fast."
She punched him.
Suddenly a large fist came from the ground giving her an uppercut.
"Don't underestimate me."
Frisk stumbled backwards to the ground.
"You look surprised. Were you hoping that I'd play fair?"
Blood dripped from her lower lip and nose.
Frisk wiped it off with the arm of her sweater.
"You're really starting to piss me off."
A twisted grin and bloodthirsty green eyes glanced at Aaron.
She lunged for him.
"Ha, you fight like a -"
Suddenly Frisk swung her knife at him and he turned to dust.
"Hahahahaha," Frisk chuckled and collapsed to her knees.
Tears falling down the corner of her eyes.
Her anger always seemed to get the better of her.
This monster that came out when people bullied her came with insatiable bloodlust.
It was the more dangerous side of her because is was so merciless yet this wild part of herself had saved her own skin countless times.
'Bloody Smile' is what people used to call her. When had she stopped feeling the pain?
"kid, are you alright?"
Frisk turned around horried by what she had just done.
"Yeah," she said shakily, stumbling on her feet.
Someone caught her before she hit the ground.
Frisk noticed it was Sans.
He was accompanied by a tortoise monster who wore a backpack and a belt that held a canteen.
"What happened?"
"you're bleeding," he said.
"It's nothin'."
"Hogwash. Sans bring em' to my place," he said.
Sans brought her to his place and set her on a bed.
The tortoise came bck with bandages and a small tube.
"Sans, lift his shirt."
Frisk winced and looked down seeing that her wound on the side had reopened.
"Sh-t."
It did look pretty grizzly.
Her head was spinning and it was accompanied by something being forced up her throat.
"I think I'm gonna be sick."
Sans handed her a trash can and she vomited.
Cool hands rubbed her back.
The tortoise handed her his canteen.
"Drink it slowly."
Frisk sipped it slowly.
"You should lay down."
Frisk laid on the bed.
"Who are you?"
He opened the tube.
"Me? I'm Gerson."
"What's that?"
"It's ointment," he said putting it on his fingers before applying it to the wound.
"It's because the wound was infected."
He wrapped it in gauze.
"Sans, keep an eye on him," Gerson said before he left.
"you know, you're kinda creepy. your eyes, that smile on your face, it's the face of a person who wants to see someone suffer," Sans said.
Frisk glared at Sans half-heartedly.
"it was also the expression of someone in a lot of pain."
Frisk's eyes widened in surprise, she was about to reply when she heard Sans snore.
Gerson appeared about an hour later.
He glanced at them noticing Sans was fast asleep in his chair.
He snorted.
"It's about time that skeleton gets some sleep. It's ridiculous how long this skeleton works himself to the bone just for his lil' brother."
"Why?"
"Well he hasn't been the same since his mother's death and haven't really heard from his father. I can only assume he died but nobody really knows what happened to him or if he even exists but I needn't gossip."
"Do you have family?"
"I have two sons and three grandsons. Haven't heard from them in quite some time though. Last I talked with them I hear they owned a couple of stores in the ruins."
"Then you haven't seen your grandchildren then?
"'Fraid not."
"Must get pretty lonely then."
"It can be," he said looking pensive for a moment. "There have been a lot of humans down here like yourself so it's not boring for very long. After the king declared war on humanity a boy fell down here. He was only here for few years before he died. I was the one who killed him. I was workin' for the king at the time."
"So it's true then? Humans that fall down here are killed for their souls?"
Gerson looked grave.
"I'm afraid so. The boy left a pair of broken glasses and a notebook of the things he discovered. He was a curious individual with an analytical perspective of the world and his soul was taken before he had the chance to become an intelligent young man. I quit my job after that. Since then humans fall and then they die," Gerson said before heading to a backroom.
Frisk looked at the calendar on the bedside table. It was labeled Hydrubre.
He returned with the notebook and glasses.
"You look like someone who could benefit from his things."
"Thanks."
He glanced at what Frisk was looking at.
"I see you're curious about the ol' monster calendar."
Frisk shrugged.
"Kinda."
"Have you ever heard of the war between humans and monsters?"
"Briefly."
"So you know that is why we were barricaded underground?"
She nodded.
"For a time, the technology down here was primeval. We had limited resources only acquiring the memories we had of that time nearly 1000 years ago. It was through our memories that we were able to craft the underground into what it was. We made homes of stone, and we made paper out of the wood from ash trees. For a time we only knew how to speak monster language. This is the only calendar that remains of our old language."
He handed the calendar to Frisk.
Upon glancing through it appeared that there was twelve months much like a regular calendar.
Mawrthzo was the last month on the calendar.
"Is that December?"
"That's March," Gerson said. We label it as December on the Calendar to keep better track of the winter months."
"Oh so monster years are longer then?"
"Only by about three months."
Ebvril was April the first month of the new year, Puefallai after that, Mehenio was June, Gorfilletio was July, Mesettbre was September, Awgusto was August, Hydrubre was October, Tahwiedber was November, Rhagdicifyr was December, Enerionawr was January and finally Chereofror was February.
"Once monsters started to explore outside the ruins, we eventually migrated to Snowdin and some of us traveled further to this cave. After that Waterfall gave us access to the technology from the surface. Everything washes down here now. The language of the surface had changed and many of us are trying to learn it in case we need it but I don't need it if I'm not leaving."
Frisk handed the calendar back to Gerson.
"Thanks a lot for showing me that."
"You seem very interested in our culture."
"Well I've always been a curious person."
"Then I think you ought to look at that notebook."
She put on the glasses and opened the notebook reading what was inside.
The most crazy thing was that the entries looked to be out of order. One entry was marked May 1st, 2024 and the entries continued to March 31st 2024. Then after that was another entry dated May 1st 2024 as if the journal entries were out of order.
Ten tick marks were on top of the first entry while they were two tick marks about the second entry dated May 1st 2024 however after reading through those entries there was a third entry with the same date.
After each entry labeled May 1st 2024, longer intervals of journal entries passed labeled with later dates.
It would take forever to pinpoint everything tha happened on all the dates if she were to combine all the entries by date.
By the end of the notebook was weird message inscribed on the page.
"You should get some sleep if you can."