Time To Go
Frisk sits in his room, staring out the window. He stares blankly, zoning out. Toriel knocks on his door and he jumps lightly, "Y-yes..?"
"I have lunch ready, my child." she smiles.
He doesn't look away from the window, "I'll be right there."
Toriel sighs, "What ails you, child? You seem so disturbed.."
He closes his eyes, "I am.. More than you could ever know, Toriel.. I'm.. Not the innocent kid you'd like to believe."
"What do you mean?" she walks over and sits on the bed next to him. He shivers, feeling her so close. Behind his eyelids, he sees himself stab her. He shudders, opening his eyes to stare out the window again, "You wouldn't believe me.."
Toriel looks at him in worry. She lifts her hand to try and comfort him, but she drops it back in her lap with a sigh, "You can tell me anything, Frisk."
"Not everything." he replies, "There are things you don't need to know."
She gets up, "Come to lunch when you're ready."
She kisses his head, then leaves. Frisk wraps his arms around himself, "I don't deserve her kindness. I'm not ready to ask her to leave. I'm not ready to face her like that again.."
He looks down and shivers, remembering the fights he had with her in both of his Resets. The first time, he refused to fight her, he took her blows, but he never tried to fight her. He knew she didn't want to fight, not really. He was a different kind of strong. The second time, he took her down in one stab, he didn't even give her a chance to attack. Then he stood there as she stared at him in horror. He heard her words of regret for caring for him as she turned to dust. He stepped on her dust, ground into the floor as he laughed, and Chara laughed with him.
He shakes his head, trying to get rid of the memories. He shivers and he stands. He takes a deep breath, "I've spent enough time here. I have to move on, I have to face the horrors I made in the last timeline. It's time.. To face my mistakes."
He leaves his room and walks into the kitchen as Toriel is setting plates. Frisk takes a deep breath and looks her in the face for the first time in months. She looks at him and smiles. His vision distorts and he sees what he did to her. He sees the cuts on her face, running down across her body. He seems the dust rolling off her as if she's in a loop of her dying moment. He shakes, he wants to look away, but he can't. I have to face this.
He takes another deep breath, "Toriel, I want to go home."
She blinks, "Go home? This is your home now."
He clenches his fist, shaking his head, "No, it's not. I want to go back to the surface."
His body trembles, he knows what's coming. He knows what he's starting. Toriel's smile falters, "You're safe here, I have so much I can teach you, I-"
He cuts her off, "I'm leaving the Ruins!"
There's no going back now. Toriel stands straight, "Eat, there's something I have to do."
She leaves the kitchen and he turns and follows her. She goes down stairs and he's right on her heels. She stops and turns to him, "Go back upstairs. You'll be safe here. If you leave, you'll die."
He swallows hard, "I.. Have to go, Toriel. I'm sorry. I can't stay forever, trust me, I want to.. I just.. I can't."
He walks past Toriel and she runs over and grabs his shoulder, "Please, child, you don't know what you're saying. Go upstairs, I'll make you some more of my famous butterscotch-cinnamon pie.."
"No!" tears run down his face, "I'm leaving you, Toriel! I'm going back to the surface, stop trying to stop me!"
Toriel frowns, "Frisk.."
He runs to the door and as he moves to open it, fire shoots past his head, hitting the door. His body shakes and he sighs, turning around, Here we go.. Toriel stands across the room, fire in her palms. Tears fill her eyes and she shakes her head, "I can't let you go.. I won't just let you leave so you can die! If.. If you want to leave, you have to prove to me you can survive!"
Frisk takes another deep breath, he keeps trembling, Calm down, Just dodge her attacks and keep saying you won't fight her. She'll give up after awhile. Toriel shoots fire at Frisk and he dives out of the way. She shoots more and he rolls across the ground, trying to avoid them. He slowly stands and he gets hit with a fireball, sending him back against the door. He groans and stands, "I won't.. Fight you.."
"Then go back upstairs!" she replies, shooting more fire at him. He dodges her fire, "Stop it, I won't hurt anyone!"
She looks away, still shooting fire. Frisk continues to dodge and he runs up to Toriel and he hugs her. She gasps and stares at him. He shakes violently, "I won't.. Fight.. I won't.. Hurt anyone.."
Toriel sighs and hugs him back, "I know, my child.. I know.."
Frisk shudders, all he can see is himself stabbing her, but he ignores the trick his eyes are playing on him. Toriel releases him and she steps back, wiping tears from her eyes, "Go on, innocent one. Just.. Don't come back.. Okay?"
Frisk nods slowly and he turns, opening the door. He looks back as Toriel is going back upstairs. He takes a deep breath and steps outside into the snow. The door closes behind him and he shivers. No going back now. Sans.. Please, please.. Don't remember.. He starts walking along the patgh, looking around at the black trees around him. He comes to the stick in the center of the path and he steps over it and continues walking. A few seconds later, the stick snaps.