Feelings

Frisk runs around the area, using his phone to deactivate the bombs. He runs over to where Mettaton is hovering. Out of breath, the boy grins, "Did it."

Mettaton crosses his arms, "So it seems you did. Great work, darling. See you soon!"

The robot flies off. Frisk continues through Hotland, encountering Mettaton one more time. Frisk stands there, arms crossed as flower petals fall around him. Mettaton sings an obnoxious song while wearing a dress and then Frisk is dropped below. He lands on a small path, with a familiar puzzle before him. The puzzle that didn't work for Papyrus. It's obviously working now. Mettaton comes down, still wearing the dress, and he starts singing again.

Frisk runs through the puzzle, trying to remember all the rules, Yellow and water is bad, the piranhas hate the smell of lemon, but- He doesn't have time to think as fire shoots towards him. He gasps and covers his head. After a few seconds of nothing happening, Frisk uncovers his face. As he knew would happen, Alphys "thwarted" Mettaton again.

"No fun, darling. I want to make a human barbecue." Mettaton pouts into his phone.

He then sighs, "Right, right. I know the details."

He hangs up then turns back to Frisk, "Thanks to the brilliant Dr. Alphys, you are spared for now!"

Mettaton leaves and Frisk continues down the path. He gets in an elevator and gets out just outside the spider's den. He sees Muffet sitting at her station, holding spider doughnuts, cider, and croissants. As he walks closer, he can hear her advertising her overpriced pastries, "Come buy our spider doughnuts, dearies! They are excellently made by spiders, of spiders, for spiders! And other monsters, ahuhuhuh!"

Frisk walks past her and into the spiders den. His shoes kick up webs and he soon finds it hard to walk. He hears the spiders laughing, talking among themselves, "Did you hear? They said a human wearing a striped shirt will come through."

"I hear humans hate spiders."

"I hear they like to tear their legs off."

Frisk stops, as he can no longer move, stuck int he spiders' web. Muffet herself appears, sitting on a web and she sneers, "I hear they're awfully stingy with their money."

Frisk pulls a spider doughnut from his pocket, "Nope. I bought from the spiders in the Ruins."

"O-oh..?" Muffet looks surprised, then she laughs, "Oh, of course. My bad, dearie. Someone told me to take out the human in a striped shirt. Awkward. Heheheh, but you can totally have some free spider pastries."

The spiders start taking the webs off Frisk and he leaves the spider's den. He finds himself coming up to The Core. Before he can get to The Core, he has to go through the MTT Resort. Standing outside the MTT Resort, is none other than Sans the Skeleton. Sans looks at Frisk and he sighs, "Glad to see 'ya. I was afraid you weren't going to make it this far. You're doing great, kid."

"Thanks, I guess.. Again. You help me so much.. And I don't deserve it.." Frisk sighs.

Sans chuckles lightly, "Chill, kid. I'm just keeping a promise. Now, you know what happens next, so I don't have to tell you about my promise to Tori, do I?"

Frisk shakes his head, "I remember.."

Sans nods, "Great. Well, then it's time to keep going. Mettaton should be blocking your way, soon, yeah?"

"Yeah.." Frisk looks down, "I don't.. I don't want to face him. I don't want to go any farther. I'm so tired."

"You can't give up yet, kid. You want to save the flower, remember?" Sans winks, "You've come so far since Snowdin, so don't flake out now, 'kay?"

Frisk smiles softly, "Thanks, Sans. I think I needed that."

"Good. Keep your spirits up, Frisk. I don't want to have to come save you again. And once you spare Asgore, come find us in Snowdin, Paps is impatiently waiting or that date." Sans snaps and disappears.

Frisk sighs and heads into the resort. After stocking up on style point food, he heads into The Core. It takes awhile to get past the stronger monster inhabiting The Core, but Frisk finally makes it to Mettaton. Frisk swallows and points ahead, "Hey, look behind you."

"What is it, darling?" Mettaton turns around and Frisk runs up, flipping the switch on his back. Frisk quickly backs away as Mettaton cheers, "Oh, yes! If you've flipped my switch, it means you're eager to view my new body! I've been wanting to show this off myself, actually. So, here we are, darling, the real fight begins!"

In a puff of smoke, t.v. remote Mettaton is replaced with the glorious Mettaton EX. Frisk swings his arms back and forth, trying to loosen up. This is going to be the craziest dance off to the death yet. Mettaton grins and Frisk, "Are you ready for fabulous, darling?!"

"As ready as I'll ever be.." Frisk takes a deep breath. Looking at Mettaton, he can see every slash and cut he cracked and dented the armor with. He faces the fear rising in his ears, ignoring Chara's laugh in the back of his mind. She whispers to him to kill Mettaton EX again. Frisk shakes his head, "Never again.."

"Kill them all, I know you want to." Chara hisses.

Frisk tries to ignore her but he knows she's right. He does still want to drive a knife through monsters' throats. He wants to ignore these thoughts in his mind, but it's hard. Nevertheless, he promised Sans he'd get through the timeline the right way, and he intends to keep that promise, no matter how many times he has to die to do it. He will stay determined.