Alphys came in, Mettaton standing stunned at my proclamation.
"Are you serious?" he asked.
"Yes. I want Frisk to be happy and healthy and he can't do that if he's cramped up. My life has fallen apart on the surface, but I'll do what I can to improve and be better! For Frisk!" I nodded, determination coursing through me.
"B-but you'd have to sacrifice yourself to open the barrier!" Alphys gasped.
"If it comes down to that, then fine," I nodded, leaving the area before I could be talked out of my plan.
After a long walk, I found myself outside the throne room. Many monsters from all around had come and told me the story of what happened…somehow, I knew what they were going to say. I remembered hearing tales about the monster that killed that child. It broke my heart hearing the true story. Taking a long, deep breath, I walked through the threshold. Before me was a large man who looked to be the same type of monster as Toriel. Biting my lip, things started adding up.
"Excuse me," I spoke up.
The man, Asgore, turned, a kind smile upon his face which quickly faded at the site of me.
"Oh…I would ask if you'd like some tea but…well, you know," he said sadly.
"I'll be upfront with you, King Asgore…I don't wish to fight you, or any monster. I…I don't want to see any monsters or humans fighting ever again. War is not an answer to this issue! I will help you break the barrier, Asgore, but only if you can assure me that there will be no war," I felt my voice shake.
I knew that if this didn't work…I knew one of us was going to die here tonight.
"I'm sorry, young miss, but I cannot do that," he shook his head solemnly, "Come with me…If you wish to take care of some unfinished business, though, please do…"
Biting my lip, I followed him through the throne room, down a hall, and to the barrier.
"I'm sorry," he said, lowering his head before going after me with the trident he had hidden under his robes.
Barely dodging, I grabbed my machete from my boot.
"I'm sorry, too!" I shouted back, tears forming in my eyes.
Quickly wiping them away, I lunged at Asgore. We fought back and forth, struggling to maintain a dominance over the other. I had to win…for Frisk! Just as I was ready to give the finishing blow, I looked at Asgore, pinned beneath my boot. Silently, I sheathed my knife and stepped off him. He looked up at me in shock.
"There has to be a better way," I spoke.
After a long silence, Asgore nodded. Reaching out to shake my hand, though, he was suddenly surrounded by pellets that pierced into him, turning him to ash.
"Flowey…YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" I screamed as the flower appeared, laughing maniacally.
He went on a rant about how I was weak and how my determination had kept me going…And before I knew it, I was being attacked by what I could only describe as a nightmare from the deepest pits of hell. I felt myself die over and over again, but somehow I kept coming back to life…back to that same spot…the same hell. I fought and fought and fought, and finally I thought I had him, he seemed to be taking damage! But…but it wasn't real. Being beaten to death over and over, that flower's laugh seared into my mind. I almost wanted to die, but I couldn't. Not now, not when I still had Frisk!
"Go ahead! Call for your precious friends!" Flowey cackled.
Looking around, I could feel tears form in my eyes. I had to survive, but how? It hurt so much, dying over and over again in this hell.
I blinked, the pain had stopped. Looking up, I saw Flowey being ripped apart by the souls of the lost humans…Slowly standing, I watched as the flower was beaten to an inch of its life. The souls stopped, disappearing into the air. Stepping up to that putrid flower, I stared down at it.
"So, are you going to kill me?" he laughed bitterly.
"No," I shook my head.
Looking up, Flowey was in shock.
"I won't kill you. I'm not weak. I don't kill needlessly like some coward. You deserve death, yes. But I won't kill you," I sneered.
Flowey, wide eyed, vanished. Left in the dark abyss, I sat on the ground and took time to breath. Where I was, I had no idea. I was probably dead…but why wasn't I in some sort of heaven…or hell? Why was I still aware? With only time, now, I chose to sleep.
I found myself sleeping a lot in that dark void. Until one day, I got a phone call. I was able to answer but somehow unable to speak. So I listened. I listens to Sans and Undyne and Papyrus all tell me about what was happening. How happy Frisk was as the prince of the underground, after Toriel took her place as queen once again. I listened to them talk about how they still maintained hope. As they talked, I felt myself begin to cry. I didn't want it to end like this. Yes, Frisk was happy, healthy, and safe…but a part of me wanted to die knowing all I could do was lay in the darkness.
"Hey…" a voice.
Looking up, I saw Flowey.
"…There could be a chance for a different ending, you know…Um, go talk to Alphys. You two could make to be great friends," he said, before vanishing again.
I felt myself wake up. I was in the throne room, sleeping on a bed of yellow flowers. Shaking, I stood up and quickly left, going straight to talk to Alphys. On my way, I got a phone call from Undyne who needed a favor. Figuring the sidetrack wouldn't hurt, I took it, stopping by Snowdin on my way. It took everything in my power not to hug Undyne and Papyrus the second I saw them.
"Hey, can you deliver this letter to Alphys?" she asked.
"Yeah, I was on my way there anyway," I grinned happily, taking the letter before turning to Papyrus, "Hey, how's my cat?"
As if right on cue, Bones exited the house, trotting up to me and rubbing against my leg. With an ever widening grin I began giving as much love and affection as I could to my perfect kitty.
"Has she been much trouble?" I asked.
"Nah, your cat is an excellent hunter and is a lot more focused than the dogs I work with for the Royal Guard," Undyne informed me.
"Yes, Miss Fluffy-Tail has been an excellent companion!" Papyrus smiled.
I cringed at the name.
"Her name is Bones," I corrected calmly, "Just Bones."
"Oh! I couldn't quite remember so I, the Great Papyrus, gave her an equally as great temporary name!" Papyrus said, posing briefly.
I couldn't help but laugh. I missed him. I missed Undyne. I missed everyone.
"I should get going," I finally said as I calmed down, "Bones, stay good for Papyrus and Undyne and Sans…wherever Sans is."
With a happy purr, I left, taking the mysterious cloaked stranger's boat back to Hotland. Once there, I slipped the letter under Alphys' door. Sitting by the door, I listened in, wanting to give her a moment to read the letter.
"I hope Undyne signed it," I mused quietly.
Suddenly, the door slid open. Waving lightly at the reptilian girl, Alphys began to act flustered, talking in circles like she tended to do.
"Okay! Yes! I'll go on a date with you!" she nodded.
I felt the color drain from my face. Damnit Undyne!