Ghost Buddy

Summary: In your defense, the scary movies you used to watch made it seem like possession was much easier.

Disclaimer: Undertale belongs to Toby Fox

Frisk touched the SAVE point outside of the throne room and took a deep breath.

You bit your lip. You didn't want Frisk to get hurt, but you didn't want them to kill your dad either. You were torn.

You and Frisk looked to each other and gave each other supportive smiles. You couldn't hold their hand, but you put your hand around there's anyway. A pink tinge touched both of your cheeks.

You both entered the throne room, where dad had his back turned, watering the golden flowers.

"Excuse me, sir," Frisk greeted, politeness masking the sadness in their voice.

Dad turned around and greeted Frisk with his usual jovial attitude that always felt warm and welcoming. "Howdy What can I..do…"

Dad's face fell when he saw who he was talking to. He didn't seem any happier about this than the two of you. "Oh," he said, quietly.

Frisk sighed and nodded. "I…I'd like to leave, sir."

Dad looked outside the window, and from this part of the garden you could see the sun peeking in through the barrier, giving the room a twilight-looking effect. "It's a beautiful day outside. Birds and singing, flowers are blooming," he game Frisk a polite, fake smile, "great day for a game of catch."

Frisk rubbed the back of their head. "Yeah, that'd be nice…I've never had anyone to do that with."

Asgore stepped towards the back of the garden, "I'd love to offer you a cup of tea, but, well…I'm afraid you know how it is. Come with me."

Frisk walked slowly behind Asgore, you following next to them. Frisk desperately tried to grasp your hand to no avail, but you kept it there as if it was around their hand because it was the most you could do.

"Oh dear…You know, I'm nervous too," Dad said, "Just…think of it as a trip to the dentist."

Frisk frowned as they followed. This broke your heart; neither of them wanted this, and it was your fault. Dad declared war on all the humans who fell down because of what you had brought upon Asriel and yourself. You were reaping what you sowed, even in death.

Dad stopped before the barrier room. "Human," he said, a bit shaky, "if there is anything you need to do, I would advise you go and do it now. I will wait for you here."

Frisk hesitated as Dad walked into the barrier room. A SAVE point appeared, and you knew despite Frisk's hesitation, they were as determined as ever to make it to the surface. "Anything we're forgetting, Chara?"

You shook your head, "Nope, I don't think so."

Frisk took one more deep breath. "Well, here goes."

They entered the doorway and approached Dad from behind.

"This is the barrier," Dad explained, "and with one more soul, I will have the power to set my people free."

Containers with six human souls popped from the ground. A seventh, empty container was with them.

"Human…" Dad said, breath slowing, "It was nice to have met you."

Like that, you were sucked into battle, next to Frisk.

"We don't have to do this," Frisk pleaded, "I don't want to hurt anyone."

You cried out in surprise, pain, and despair as Dad, without hearing Frisk, plunged his trident into Frisk's chest without listening, faster than you had ever seen him move before.

"Oh…" Frisk squeaked before dying, and suddenly you were both thrown outside the barrier room as they RESET.

"Frisk," You said, disoriented, "he's already killed six other humans. He isn't going to listen." Truthfully, you weren't sure if Dad himself had killed the humans. Perhaps Undyne or some guards had, or they had fallen before they even made it here. But the point still stood.

Frisk frowned and walked back into the room. As the battle started, Frisk looked at Dad and said, very calmly, "You've already killed me once."

To your surprise, Dad nodded. Was he…was he aware of the resets? He shot fire magic at Frisk, who dodged out of the way, but then they were struck, again, through the chest by Dad's trident.

Frisk RESET.

"Frisk," you said, almost pleading, "stop, he's not going to let you through."

Frisk tried again. This time dodging the fire attack and the trident, and told Dad, "Neither of us want this. You seem really nice."

Frisk dodged another trident blow, but stepped right into a wall of fire, burning them. They held on. "Let's talk this over with some tea."

They were once again struck through the chest with a trident.

You stayed silent now as Frisk kept trying. You don't know how many attempts they went through trying to talk down Dad, every time they extended the fight out more and more, having learned the pattern of Dad's attacks. But no matter what Frisk did, Dad would not listen.

After many attempts, Frisk hesitated before going in the room. "Chara."

"Hm?" You responded, at a loss for words. It was hard to watch.

"I…I don't think I can spare your dad."

You nodded. "I know, Frisk."

"I'm…I'm so sorry," Frisk said, trying not to choke, "I tried."

You gave them a faint smile. "I know you did, Frisk."

They stared at the worn dagger that they had grabbed from your room. "I hope one day you can forgive me."

You didn't say anything, because you didn't hold this against them in the first place. But you also knew Frisk was doubting whether they'd ever forgive themselves for this.

This time, when Frisk dodged a trident thrust from Dad, they slashed back with the knife. The cut went deep into Dad's arm, making him drop the trident. He threw some fire magic at Frisk, but they knew exactly how to dodge it after dying so many times. Frisk approached Dad, and you cried as he slid the knife in to Dad's stomach. Dad dropped to his knees.

"Human…" Dad gasped. You know dad could still make it if he wanted to; Frisk couldn't have fatally hurt him already unless they really wanted Asgore dead. "You are quite strong. Take my SOUL, and cross the barrier."

Frisk raised the knife…but dropped it. "I can't."

Dad was surprised. "After all that, you would show me mercy?"

Frisk nodded.

Dad smiled, "Yes…yes, you can stay here with me. We can stay with my wife and be a family. I grow tired of this war."

There was a noise, and you looked around. It was hard to see with the light from the barrier so dimly glowing, but had dad brought a flower from the garden in here?

Wait.

"Dad look out!" You cried, but it was too late. "Friendliness pellets," surrounded dad and collapsed on him, turning him to dust, and they did the same thing with his soul.

Flowey popped out of the ground and stuck it's tongue out at Frisk. "Well howdy, YOU IDIOT!"

Frisk's face fell. "But...the soul..the barrier. Why?!"

"What, did you get about your BEST FRIEND FLOWEY?!" Flowery cackled, showing his sharp fangs, "I sure didn't forget you, Frisky-bits! And look what I took while you were busy crying over figuring out how to spare Asgore?"

The six human souls rotated around Flowey.

"Oh no," Frisk groaned.

"Oh shit," you swore.

"NYAHAHAHAHAHAH!" Cackled Flowey, and everything went white.

You couldn't find Frisk. You couldn't find Flowey. You couldn't see anything that was going on around you. You could hear, faintly as if it were in the distance, the sound of Frisk dying over and over again. You had to get to them. You couldn't do much, but you had to be there with Frisk.

They shouldn't go through this alone.

You found yourself able to move through the void. You tried your best to move towards the sound of Frisk's voice, but it seemed to be coming from all around you.

You turned around and chased the voice, to no avail. But then, the fifth time you changed directions, there was someone else there. The tall skeleton from the void was behind you, giving you an eerie smile. But that was not your concern right now.

"Gaster," you pleaded, "I need to find Frisk. They need my help."

Gaster's smile faltered a bit. He spoke, but it was in a language you couldn't understand.

"What?!" You exclaimed, and demanded, "Frisk needs me. Please!"

The skeleton cleared his throat and spoke, slowly, in a way you could understand. It was clear that it took great effort to do so. "The world is falling apart."

"What…what do you mean?" You asked.

"The flower…has used the human souls to rewrite all of the history of the underground." Gaster explained. "The time stream in this place has always been unstable, and every RESET he's caused has disrupted it further and further." Gaster gave you a piercing stare, but did not drop the creepy smile, "And the jumps the two of you caused did not help it any further."

"Well, all the more reason Frisk and I need to stop him," you huffed, not in any mood to get disciplined by someone you weren't sure was even real right now, "where are they?!"

Gaster paused, clearly evaluating you and weighing his options. "Only you can find them. The universe is falling apart. It is the bond the two of you share that bridges life, death, and the void."

"Yeah, cryptic vague stuff is not helping right now," you sighed, "I've been trying to find them, and I found you instead."

"No," Gaster replied with a chuckle, "I got in the way. You'll understand in time. Keep going."

You blinked and Gaster was gone. But you heard a noise that you could swear was Frisk, so you took off running.

"Frisk!" You screamed, trying your hardest to follow their voice. You turned and ran, turning again and again as the direction of Frisk's cries echoed from all around you.

Suddenly, you felt yourself trip, and you were falling. Falling towards a monstrosity of vines and technology far below you, and a little dot fighting back that you knew in your heart was Frisk.

Floating around the fight, were the six human souls, all differently colored than Frisk's. Periodically, Flowey (what you assumed he had become) would use an attack that would call upon a soul, the color would drain from it for the time being.

You had stopped falling, too far away from the fight. Try as you might, you could not get closer. You shouted out for Frisk, but they couldn't hear you.

Gaster was right. Flower was SAVING and RESETTING at a rate far different than anything you or Frisk had ever been capable, jumping around in different points of the fight to kill Frisk, bring them back again, and kill them once more. Frisk, despite being outclassed in determination by Flowey was able to bring themselves to the beginning of the fight every time they died, but it took them longer and longer every time.

You could hear cries for help, but this time they weren't coming for Frisk.

The souls. Every time Flowey utilized a soul, it seemed to emit a faint cry of pain. You noticed that Flowey was using a pattern every time he attacked. You flew to the next soul in his order.

"Hey, don't take this lying down. Be patient. Persevere. Be brave!" You encouraged soul, "Fight back! Stay determined! Frisk is the best shot any of you have!"

A feeling of warmth washed over you. The soul had heard you. And this time, when Flowey tried to use the soul to have magical knives attach Frisk, green magic appeared to heal your friend. In the distance, you could see confusion and relief on Frisk's face.

The soul flew off to join Frisk.

Your heart soared and you raced off to encourage the other souls. One by one, they began to break the grasp of Flowey's control. They would heal Frisk, and then flew off, helping Frisk fight back with the worn dagger they were still clutching from your room.

With every soul that broke free, you could feel yourself able to get closer and closer to the fight. As you approached Frisk, Flowey RESET time in the fight one more time, himself, and giving Frisk a trolling look, before attacking. Frisk dropped to a knee, near death. You ran to them and kneeled beside them, wrapping your arms around them in a combination of relief for having found them, and fear for their well-being.

"Ch-Chara?" They whispered.

"I'm here," you assured them, "always."

HP restored.

"Whatever, let's just try that again," Flowey crowed.

LOAD FAILED.

"Wh-what?!" Flowey shrieked. He looked around nervously to see the six human souls flying all around him, making a buzzing, droning noise. "Hey, let's just work this –AAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGGGHH."

The SOULS rebelled against Flowey and attacked, causing another blinding white light. When the light cleared, a battered Flowey was all that remained, in front of Frisk.

For a moment, no one moved.

"Well," Flowey spat, "Go on. Kill me."

The flower's back was turned to you both, so Frisk looked at you.

You paused. "I mean. He deserves it," You admitted, "but that's not your style, is it?"

Frisk shook their head. "Nope."

You weren't sure if they were addressing you or Flowey, but Flowey heard. "What? Don't be an idiot."

Frisk folded their arms. "No."

"I'll do it again." Flowey snarled, trying to sound intimidating. But for how beat up they sounded, it just came off as pathetic.

"Flowey, stop." Frisk replied.

"I'll kill you!" Flowey snapped. They turned around and gave Frisk the fanged look, but Frisk wasn't intimidated this time.

"No, you won't." Frisk said, calmly. "It's going to be okay."

"I'll kill everyone you love and care about!" Flowey screamed, but they were cracking.

"Flowey…stop." Frisk answered, smiling.

Flowey's angry face fell. "Why…why are you being so nice to me?"

Frisk smiled again, warmly, to the flower, "Let's figure this out together. Come on."

Flowey got defensive. "Just…just leave. Get out of here! While there's enough energy from the Souls to get through the barrier."

Frisk hesitated. "I want…I want everyone to be free."

Flowey looked genuinely surprised. "What?!"

You leaned in over Frisk's shoulder. "Frisk, be careful about this."

Frisk tensed a bit at your words. "There has to be a way I can save everyone. Right? There are already six human souls. There must be a way I can use them so everyone can be free. Even you."

Flowey blinked a few times. "You would do that, huh? You can leave right now, but you want to stay and figure out some way to give everyone a happy ending?

"Do you know a way?" Frisk asked.

Flowey raised an eyebrow. "Are you seriously asking me for help? I just tried to kill you. I DID kill you. A lot."

"I feel a lot better about my reactions now knowing I'm not the only person to point that out," you quipped to Frisk, who shook to hold back a laugh.

"I've met a lot of good people down here," Frisk responded, keeping their composure remarkably well, "if I can help them, I want to."

Flowey thought. You felt pretty uneasy about this. "Frisk," you whispered, "are you sure about this?"

Frisk went to squeeze your hand, but couldn't. Still, you knew it was an effort of reassurance.

"Look Flowey," Frisk said, "I don't know why you're like this, but I mean it. I want to help you."

Flowey smiled. Frisk seemed to buy it, but you thought it looked a bit rehearsed. "Alright kiddo," Flowey said. "I've got a good idea. Can you RESET to before your fight with Asgore?"

Frisk didn't say anything, and you realized they weren't sure. "Yeah, we can," you whispered.

Frisk nodded. Flowey beamed plastically, "Alright. You do that, and then head back down to the entrance of the CORE. I've got a plan."

Flowey popped into the ground without another word.

"Frisk…Frisk I don't like this." You said, shaking, "I don't trust him."

Frisk grimaced to you. "Chara, I have to try. I can't go back to the surface knowing that all my friends are stuck down here. Maybe forever."

You bit your lip, slightly amazed. "You're something, Frisk. Okay, if this is what you want, I'm with you. Let's go back. You ready?"

Frisk nodded. They closed their eyes, and RESET all the way back to before they...well to before their most recent fight with Dad. You felt a bit of relief. Frisk could sense it too, and said, "hey, maybe now I won't need to do that to your dad."

You smiled slightly. But you weren't sure what Flowey had in store was going to be any kinder. Still, if Frisk could have this much hope, it wouldn't kill you to do the same.

Quietly, Frisk walked away, making their way through New Home, backwards. You didn't say much. You still felt awkward about Frisk being told only part of the story of what happened to you and of your brother. Frisk, ever the empathetic one, seemed to understand and was quiet as well. Or perhaps they had a lot on their mind too.

You reminisced all the times you and Asriel had together. And to think, it wasn't long ago that you spent all your days raging at Asriel for messing up the plan. You had lost sight of all the things that made you yourself, that had made you want to save monster-kind of the first place.

As Frisk got to the part of New Home that resembled the Home from the Ruins, they yawned. "It's going to be dawn soon," you pointed out, "you've been at it for a full day. Why don't you go to my room and take a rest?"

Frisk must have been tired, because they didn't take that opportunity to flirt with you. "What if your dad comes back?"

You paused. "Hmm. Good point. I can keep guard for you? I'm not tired. Ghost perk."

Frisk gave you a tired smile. "So good to me."

You blushed. "Come on Casanova, let's get you to bed." You blushed harder as Frisk winked at you, "cut that out! We're kids!"

Frisk went in your room and paused, before rolling onto Asriel's bed. You didn't blame them, considering you more or less told them about how you had died on the other bed. "Good night, babe," Frisk mumbled to you before drifting off quickly into light snores.

You smiled as you turned pink. You still were feeling a lot of things; still rushing from the fight the monstrous version of Flowey, still feeling anxious about the deal Frisk struck up with them, and still guilty about having lied to them about your death in the first place. Perhaps you would tell them the truth when this was all over. You just didn't want this to change. You didn't know what the feelings Frisk made you feel were, but they were nice and you didn't want them to stop.

You paced around the room, listening for the possibility of Dad returning. But as you did, you peeked your head inside the dress drawers, finding your old knitting needles. Asriel would always tease you about that, so you would tease him back, and then he'd cry.

You wondered about knitting Frisk a new sweater if you ever were able to become corporeal or get a new body. Their current one was getting a bit threadbare from all the magic attacks. Yes, if you ever could, you'd do that. It would be the least you could do.

After some time, Frisk began to stir. They sat up and rubbed their eyes. "Morning, sunshine," they greeted you with a tired grin.

You smirked back. "Hey you. Ready to get going?"

Frisk nodded and hopped out of bed. "No Asgore?"

You shook your head. "Nope."

The two of you left New Home and began to walk back through the CORE. Thankfully, the elevator was working. On the ride down, Frisk asked you, "So…those times in Waterfall that I fell or Undyne killed me, that voice I heard telling you to be determined…that was your Dad? And when I fell, that was Asriel?"

You nodded. "Yeah. I don't know why you're seeing my memories, but yeah."

Frisk smiled. "Probably the same reason I'm the only person – well, besides Sans – who can see you."

"Yeah? Why do you think that is?" You asked.

The elevator dinged. Frisk just winked at you and walked out of the elevator happily. You chuckled and walked after them.

Once outside of Mettaton's lobby, Frisk's phone rang.

"Hello?" They asked.

"Hey, punk," Undyne said, "I'm at Papyrus'. Could you come here and help me out with something? It's urgent."

You and Frisk exchanged raised eyebrows. "Of course Undyne!" Frisk agreed, "be there as soon as I can."

Frisk began walking through Hotland and hopped on the elevator, setting it for Alphys' lab. "Think this has anything to do with Flowey's plan?" You asked.

They shrugged. "I would think so, but you never know I guess. I don't see why he'd need us to do a favor for Undyne though."

As Frisk reached the lab, they turned and were about to head down to Waterfall, but you stopped them. "There's a monster who runs a ferry down to the south here," you told them, "they might be able to take you to Snowden."

Thankfully, you were still right (it had been ages since you and Asriel rode the ferry) and the ferrymonster was still there. "Oh hello small one," the monster said, "would you care for a ride to Waterfall or Snowden?"

Frisk smiled and asked, politely, "Snowden, please."

"Tra la la," the riverperson said, and their boat sped off magically. Within what seemed like moments, the three of year arrived in Snowden. As Frisk climbed out, the river person called to them, "Oh, child?"

Frisk looked, "Yes?"

"Beware the man who speaks in hands."

The monster turned and took off in their boat.

You felt something sink in the pit of your stomach, and you weren't sure why.

"What do you think that monster meant, Chara?" Frisk asked.

You shook your head and frowned. "I dunno, but it makes me feel really freaked out. We'll just need to be careful, okay?"

Frisk raised an eyebrow at you. "I didn't feel anything. I just thought maybe they were a bit nuts."

You chuckled nervously. "I just got this sinking feeling like I should know who it is. Let's just go see Undyne."

Frisk nodded, "Yeah, whatever she had sounds important."

You had both stepped only a few feet into town when you heard a yell, "WELL IF IT ISN'T MY VERY BEST HUMAN FRIEND, FRISK THE HUMAN CHILD! COME HERE!" Papyrus came barreling down the path towards Frisk, who in turn ran up to the tall skeleton and leapt into his arms.

"Papyrus!" Frisk shouted, laughing, "How's my great friend?"

You couldn't help but smile at the way Frisk brightened the day of anyone they met, yours included. You ran beside them as Papyrus carried Frisk on his shoulders, chatting about their day.

"FRISK, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WERE ON METTATON'S SHOW!" Papyrus squealed, "AND YOU WAVED TO ME! HOW'D YOU KNOW I'D BE WATCHING!"

Frisk laughed, "Lucky guess, I suppose!"

You snickered. Two peas in a pod, the two of them. Papyrus set Frisk down in front of Undyne. Sans hung back on the porch of the house. You avoided looking at him; he still made you feel nervous, and you didn't know how he'd react to you after the whole MTT resort incident. There must have been a reason he ignored you at Frisk's judgment, right?

"Hey punk," Undyne greeted, "glad I caught you before you got to Asgore. I need you to take this to Doctor Alphys in Hotland."

Undyne handed Frisk a letter. "It smells vaguely of a musky perfume and sushi," you tell Frisk, cracking a grin. They giggled a bit.

"Undyne, what is this?" Frisk asked slyly.

"Hey, none of your business. And if you read it, I'll kill you," Undyne replied, with a giant smile on her face. "I'm counting on you kiddo!"

"YES FRISK, IT IS UP TO YOU TO DELIVER UNDYNE'S SUPER SECRET LOVE LETTER TO DOCTOR ALPHYS, CONFESSING ALL SORTS OF INTIMATE AND GROWN UP FEELINGS THAT SANS SAYS I'LL UNDERSTAND WHEN I'M OLDER!" Papyrus screamed so that most of Snowdin probably heard.

Frisk's jaw dropped and you fell on the ground, laughing. "Holy crap, I love this guy," you said to Frisk, who was giggling quite hard themselves. Undyne was busy making angry, gibberish noises in disbelief.

As you began walking out of Snowden, Frisk asked you, "Hey can we take the boat back to Hotlands? Why didn't we just take it in the first place?"

"It's usually only one way," You told them, "but every now and then you might catch him after dropping someone off. Let's check."

You lucked out, catching the river monster dropping off the Ice Wolf, and you both hitched a ride back to Hotlands. This time he gave no cryptic words, which made both of you sigh in relief as you arrived at Alphys' lab. Frisk tried to go in, but the door was locked. They looked to you, but you shrugged and suggested, "slide it under the door?"

Frisk nodded and did so. The pattering sound of clawed feet could be heard on the otherside of the door. "Oh no…is it another one?"

You and Frisk exchanged raised eyebrows. The sound of Alphys struggling to open the specially sealed envelope was heard. "Wait what is…OH MY ANIME, WHAT IS THIS?!"

The eyebrows that you and Frisk were giving each other managed to climb higher, believe it or not. Frisk snapped away as the door to the lab slid open. Alphys looked shocked to see Frisk standing there.

"D-did YOU write this?!" Alphys demanded to know.

Frisk froze up, and you could almost see the wheels turning in their head struggling with, "I'm still a little miffed you lied to me," versus, "I should play along with this so I can maybe free all of you from the underground." Finally, the latter won out as Frisk nodded and said, rigidly, "Why yes, I did indeed write that letter you just read."

"After what I did to you, you'd go on a date with me?!" Alphys cried.

You floated behind Alphys, and Frisk looked over her shoulder at you for support. You shrugged. "Let's play this out?"

"Yes," Frisk answered, struggling to keep a straight face.

Alphys laughed nervously. "W-well…okay, maybe this could be fun. W-wait right here!"

Alphys retreated to the lab.

"Only in the underground for a few days and I'm already on my second date!" Frisk boasted. You snickered.

Alphys emerged from the lab wearing a polka dot dress. "Alright Frisk! I'm ready for our date!"

"Dating start!" You shouted to Frisk.

"Oh wait, nevermind, I need to give you something, hold on!" Alphys yelled, running back into her lab.

"Uh…Dating Stop!" You said, and Frisk laughed.

Alphys remerged holding a few things. "DATING…START!" You yelled with finality.

"Here, I got you this magical spear repair kit!"Alphys said, proudly. "Perfect for hunting humans on the go!"

Frisk blinked. "Um…I don't have any magical spears. I don't hunt humans either."

Alphys turned bright red. "Oh…right, you couldn't use this. Well, try this!" Alphys pulled something else out from her purse, "This is a special wax especially for your…scales."

Frisk chuckled nervously. "Nope, I don't think I could make use of that either."

"Gee," you whispered to Frisk, "its almost like these gifts are really specific and for a particular person she had in mind."

Alphys rummaged through her purse one more time, "Well, how about this nice polish for your….Royal…Guard…Armor."

Frisk gave her a patient smile as she shoved the polish back into her bag. You rolled your eyes. "Oh goodness. She's worse than those two guards."

Alphys laughed rather awkwardly, "Well, um…I think for a date we need to go somewhere, don't we?"

Frisk nodded. "Sure, where should we go?"

"Come on Frisk," You chided, playfully, "you're the one asking her on a date, you're supposed to have the evening planned." Frisk stifled a giggle.

"I have an idea!" Alphys declared. "Let's go to the garbage dump! I always have a good time there and find the coolest stuff!"

"Uh…what?" Frisk asked, alarmed.

You whispered to Frisk, "Down here, the dump is where a lot of cool stuff washes down from the surface. It's actually not too bad."

Frisk took in what you said and gave Alphys a smile, "I mean, that sounds lovely!"

Alphys took Frisk to Waterfall, the two chatting about anime most of the way there.

As they arrived, Frisk looked around at some washed up video games and toys, and their face lit up. It made your stomach do flips. "Wow this place is pretty cool!" Frisk exclaimed. But they looked to Alphys, who looked a bit sad.

"Alphys, what's the matter?" Frisk asked.

"Yeah," you added, "She looks a little…down in the dumps?" You winked at Frisk after your bad joke, and you saw Frisk physically restraining themselves from laughing. You felt pretty proud of that one.

"Well…I'll be honest with you," Alphys sighed, "I went on this date to humor you. I thought it'd be fun. But who I really want to date is...Undyne?!"

Alphys began to freak out, but Frisk assured,"It's okay, I figured you like Undyne."

Alphys shook her head. "N-no! Undyne is coming! I can't let her see me on a date with you! Cover for me!"

Alphys took a leap into a garbage can before Frisk could say anything.

"Well that's a bit rude." You chuckled.

Frisk waved to Undyne, "hey!"

Undyne waved back. "Hey punk, have you seen Alphys! I need to talk to her about that letter. She's not at her lab."

Frisk tried, desperately, to stop themselves from looking at the trash can. "N-nope!" They struggled; clearly they were a bad liar, "haven't seen her at all!"

Undyne sighed. "Alright, thanks Frisk. Let me know if you find her." The Captain of the Guard ran off, suplexing washing machines along the way.

"Oh my god," Alphys squealed, hopping out of the can, "Undyne wrote the letter?! Frisk, why didn't you tell me?"

Frisk shrugged. "I don't know, seemed like a good idea at the time. Anyway, why don't you tell Undyne how you feel?" Frisk smiled, warmly, "it's not like there's any reason you two can't be together."

"There's no way I could tell Undyne how I feel." Alphys moaned, "there's no way she'd ever like me.

"Obviously let's roleplay it." You and Frisk blurted out at the same time. You blushed, and Frisk turned a bit pink too.

"I'll be you and you be Undyne, okay?" Frisk suggested.

Alphys giggled. "Ha… Okay sure! Ahem," Alphys puffed out her chest a bit, "Hey there punks, I'm Undyne, and I'm the toughest fish in the underground!"

You scratched your head. "Frisk, maybe you should have been Undyne."

Frisk, instead, winked at Alphys and said, "Hey Undyne, you're one hot hotbaby."

"WHAT?!" Screamed Alphys.

"What." You deadpanned.

"Want to come over and smooch my face?" Frisk added.

"Frisk!" Alphys squealed, "I could never just tell Undyne how hot I think she is and how much I would love for her to come over and smooch me while we watch anime – she's right behind me, isn't she?"

She had seen the look on Frisk's face go from laughter to panic, and Frisk nodded. Sure enough, Undyne had come running at the sound of Alphys' scream.

"Alphys…what did you say?" Undyne asked, stunned.

"Do we do anything?" Frisk asked to you, quietly.

"Uh," You pondered, "Let's just let this play out. Again."

"Undyne I just…" Alphys sighed. "It was hard for me to be honest with you. If I told you that when I was working, I was just watching cartoons in my pajamas, or that all my research on human history was really just watching anime, I was worried you wouldn't like me anymore."

You looked at Frisk, "Well at least now we know she's aware the comics aren't actual human history." Frisk discretely nodded back to you.

Undyne knelt down and hugged Alphys…and then picked her up and threw her into the garbage can. "ALPHYS! I DON'T CARE ABOUT THOSE THINGS!

"Y-You don't?" Alphys and Frisk asked.

"Doesn't care about being lied to a whole bunch?" You mused.

"I LIKE YOU BECAUSE YOU'RE PASSIONATE! YOU LIKE YOUR GEEK YSHOWS AND INVENTIONS WITH AN INTENSE, FIERY PASSION THAT I RESPECT! AND WE'RE GOING TO TRAIN YOU UNTIL YOU LIKE THOSE THINGS ABOUT YOU TOO!" Undyne screamed.

Alphys peaked out from the garbage can. "You're going to train me?!"

Undyne smiled her giant grin, "Nope!"

Papyrus leapt out from a pile of garbage that was behind you and Frisk. You screamed in surprise, and Frisk gave you a smirk that caused you to blush.

"I'm going to get Papyrus to train you instead!" Undyne crowed, proudly.

"COME ON, MS. SCIENTIST!" Papyrus yelled, "100 LAPS TO SWELL YOUR PRIDE! WE'LL SCREAM OF HOW GREAT WE BOTH OUR TO THE HEAVENS AS WE GO!"

With that, Papyrus picked up Alphys' trash can and ran off.

"Well then…" You began, but Undyne turned to Frisk and grabbed them by the shoulders.

"Frisk…you got to tell me…Anime is real, right?!"

Undyne was freaking out. Frisk glanced at you over her shoulders. You rubbed your chin. "Uh…yes?"

"Yes." Frisk repeated. "Anime is real."

Undyne lifted Frisk and hugged them tightly. It was actually fairly adorable. "Thanks, squirt! You've done so much for me! See you around!"

Frisk dusted themselves off as you walked up to them. "So, like I was saying," you said, "I think that went well, all things considered."

Frisk laughed, "I guess so. Now what?"

You shrugged. "Well. We're in Waterfall now, so let's head back to Hotland and go from there. Hopefully whatever Flowey is planning pans out."

Frisk waded through the garbage dump and past the snail farm once again. "Hey Chara?"

"Yeah Frisk?"

"Alphys and Undyne made a good point," they said, "hiding things and being all secretive…maybe we should stop that too?" They smiled their charming smile that made you feel weird inside, "maybe we don't need to keep things from each other anymore."

Your stomach sank. You agreed, sure, in principle, but could you tell them how you used to be? How angry you were?

You were saved by Frisk's phone ringing. "HELLO HUMAN," Papyrus shouted into the receiver, "I'VE JUST HAD THIS IDEA, COMPLETELY BY MYSELF, AND WITH NO INFLUENCE WHATSOEVER, THAT YOU SHOULD HEAD TO ALPHYS' LAB."

Papyrus hung up before Frisk could say another word.

"Hey," you said, "Remember Sans telling us how a yellow flower would whisper things to his brother?"

Frisk nodded, "I thought that too. Flowey's plan must be unfolding. Come on!"

Frisk took off running. You breathed a sigh of relief. How long could you keep this up?