Wow, this certainly got interesting at the end of that chapter. So interesting that I realized it all took place in one room and that I didn't do a closing AN...

Well, let's see where my fingers take this little game of Chara's.

Actually, the next few rooms have at least Sans or Papyrus, right? Oh no... my train of thought just kicked into high speed!

Chara walked down the path, and soon, sensed two monsters she had sensed before- the brothers. She instantly went invisible and hid in the trees to Frisk's right so Sans couldn't see her. She didn't understand why she was so scared of such a weak monster. Frisk was easily stronger than him, at least physically, being a human and all. In fact, most humans in general scared her, but oddly, she was friends with the human and not the weak monster. It's weird how life works out like that sometimes.

Frisk walked down the path and saw the two skeletons, too, but didn't want to hide. He didn't understand why Chara was so intent on hiding in front of other monsters, but it wasn't his business.

"SO SANS!" Papyrus yelled, startling Frisk away from the relaxing scenery of the area. "When's the human showing up? I want to look my Sunday best, or at least my Tuesday pretty-good."

"Don't you only have one outfit?" Sans asked, averting his eyes away from his brother's.

"Yeah, but I could style my hair!" he exclaimed, putting on his best 'dramatic model' face. He didn't seem to notice that as a skeleton, he was bald.

"Oh. Right. Good idea," Sans said unconvincingly. "Say, why don't you look over there?" The shorter skeleton looked in the human's direction.

Papyrus saw a glimpse of him, and the two looked between his direction and each other for a little bit, clearly shocked at whatever they were laying their eyes on. They turned their backs to Frisk as if to shut him out of the conversation.

"SANS! OH MY ASGORE!" Papyrus yelled, way too loudly to be kept a secret. There was probably an earthquake taking place on the surface just from the volume of his whispering voice. "I'm dizzy. What am I looking at?" Frisk face palmed. How could Papyrus not see he was the human he was looking for. He thought about something Chara had been saying in her sleep.

"Don't listen to Sans... you're a human... you aren't pretending to have a heart... if anything, your pretending to be a monster when you're really a human... not the other way around..."

He then remember what Sans had told him as he walked into the next forest clearing.

"It'd be great if you could help me out.. and y'know.. keep pretending to be one."

Did these skeletons not notice he was human? How obvious were his crimes?

There was no way they could know. When he loaded his save file, it also had cleaned his sweater. It was surly a helpful perk.

Frisk hadn't even noticed that while thinking about what these skeletons were saying, he had been tuning out what they were saying. It was probably more ill-attempted humor to try and make him laugh. Sans was probably telling Papyrus to look at a tree or a rock instead of him.

"Ahem!" Frisk ignored the call to attention, still trying to think about a few more things, like all the things he could do with his powers. He could probably kill everything in one timeline, then erase it all and be nice to everything, then kill everything again and live his life with Chara. It was certainly great to have this power.

Papyrus had gone into a coughing fit, probably trying to get his attention. He nodded to tell the loud skeleton that he was listening now.

"Prepare yourself!" he warned loudly, as usual. "For high jinks! For low jinks!" Frisk was pretty sure the high jinks wouldn't be funny, and that low jinks didn't exist.

"Dangers! Puzzles! Capers! Japers!" Was someone dare warning him of dangers? He was an explorer! Explorers eat danger for breakfast!

"Being Captured! And other sorts of fun activities." Frisk was pretty sure being captured, or even puzzles and capers, classified as 'fun'. Being around this too already made him in a bad mood.

"Refreshments will be provided... If you dare!" He gave no chance for a response, as he pridefully walked down the path and into the next room, laughing loudly enough to cause tornado speed winds and tsunamis on the surface.

What the Hell? Refreshments? Now that frisk thought about it, he was pretty parched. He hadn't recalled drinking water before the fall, and that was as least two or three days ago.

Sans turned to him and paused, as if partially shocked. "And you don't even bat an eye, huh?" he commented. He didn't know why, but Frisk was used to not reacting to outlandish things. It probably had something to do with his life on the surface that caused him to be so good at tuning events and people out. Sans silently followed his brother, leaving Frisk to his own thoughts. Chara peaked out from behind the trees before leaping to Frisk's side.

"I don't like those two..." she said. "They're antics aren't nearly as funny as I thought." Chara scoffed. The pair silently walked past an odd looking cardboard stand.

"Hey, what's that?" Chara couldn't help but ask. Frisk always walked by it without a second glance, but decided to stop and read the sign for Chara.

"You observe the well-crafted sentry station," Frisk read. "Oh you have got to be kidding me- it's in all caps! He's an offense to the language!" he ranted. Chara rolled her eyes in agreement. "Who could have built this... you ponder..." He paused, as if assessing the words. "Ironically, he uses really proper English better than most on the surface."

"How do you know that?" Chara challenged. She wanted to know his backstory, and any lead that he was remembering was worth going on.

"I- I don't know... I just know this stuff..." The corners of his lips slightly drooped in a nostalgic frown. It was an odd type of amnesia. He could remember facts, like the human language, how to do math, and the fact that the Golden Gate Bridge exists and isn't made of gold, but he couldn't remember personal details, like his name, age, or family.

"How odd..." Chara was silent for a few moments, as if grieving for Frisk's lost memories. "Well? Continue reading."

He did as he was told. "Let's see... you ponder: I bet it was the very famous Royal Guardsman!" He had a lack of enthusiasm while saying the explanation point, but you could hear it if you tried. "Oh, wow. Listen to this: Note, not yet a very famous Royal Guardsman."

Chara burst out laughing. Frisk turned around to see what was so funny. After a moment of staring, Chara wondered what Frisk was staring at.

"What?" she asked. "Chocolate in my teeth?"

"I don't get the joke."

"The joke is that the poor loser will never get a chance to be a Royal Guardsman!" she explained.

"That's not funny. That's sad. I mean he's too annoying to truly care, but nothing to laugh over."

Chara stared at him for a few moments. "You're weird," she commented.

"Maybe that's how I should be," he said with a shrug. Chara figured that he wasn't wrong.

Chara followed him as he started to move down the path.

"Ugh... Frisk, my legs hurt," she complained.

"Then float," he offered.

"I can't you ass-hat!" she accused. She sat down on the ground. "I'm not moving," she whined stubbornly, crossing both her legs and her arms.

"Well, I can't carry you."

"I'm just doing what the sign says," she scoffed, pointing a finger at a sign behind him. He looked at the sign. 'Absolutely NO MOVING!' it read. How convenient for the ghost girl who just got her legs back. It was probably some kind of joke. He continued walking in front of what seemed like another sentry station. Suddenly, he stopped dead in his tracks went a fox- wolf hybrid came up from behind the counter of the stand.

He looks like... a doggo.

"Did something move? Was it my imagination?" he thought out loud. "I can only see moving things," he explained. Now, the sign made a little more sense. "H...hey! I can't stop shivering all of a sudden," he said, almost as if he was scared. Frisk noticed someone behind the dog. He couldn't quite make it out, but he could tell it was wearing green. He looked behind him. Chara was no longer sitting down.

"Who... who's there?!" he exclaimed, trying to find something that was moving anywhere around him. Somehow, without being seen, the Doggo engaged in a battle with him, because he felt the red mist come out of him once again. He didn't hesitate to punch it in the nose. It yipped in pain.

"Don't move an inch!" he warned, swiping a blade across the field. It looked different from most obstacles he avoided, because it was blue. Finding it impossible to doge, he didn't, and through some kind of miracle, the blade didn't hit him. Doggo couldn't seem to find anything. This time, he placed a well placed punch in the monster's chest. With another yip, he evaporated into dust, forever gone.

He continued down the path, but Chara was no where to be seen. He was sure it was her behind the dog, because of the similar shirt, but she didn't even do anything to influence the fight.

The next area, past a couple of dog treats, which he was pretty sure were the dog version of cigars, was a lake frozen over with ice, followed with another fork. In the middle of the lake was a sign. He skated over to the sign. It told him everywhere was ice, and that straight ahead- east- was a town, one that probably had monsters. He needed to kill 8 more and the skeletons to kill everything in this part. Unlike last time Chara left him alone, he would not wimp out and show mercy, and if he did, he always had his special power.

Ignoring what the sign said for a second, he decided to explore the northern path. There, there was a snowman. He wondered if down here, snowmen counted as monsters. If they didn't, then there was no reason not to kill it, and if they did, then he needed to kill it for Chara. He walked up to it.

"Hello. I am a snowman. I cannot move," the snowman explained. "Traveler, if you could..."

He grabbed a chunk of the snowman's snow. He could tell that this snow was different. It was magical compared to the snow around him. It could probably heal a lot of his health if he ate it. If it didn't, at least he wouldn't get dehydrated. Frisk noted how the snowman slumped when he took a piece. It almost had an expression like him, since the coal that made up his mouth almost completely turned into a line.

He didn't want to be cruel. He didn't think snowmen were considered monsters. Besides, one piece was truly enough. He left the poor snowman alone. He sensed it had an explorers spirit trapped within an unmoving body. He could help the snowman explore.

Seeing how this clearing was a dead end, he went back to the ice rink, and down that path to the town.

Down the path, he once again saw those two skeletons. He really wished they gave him a break. They were probably the reason Chara stopped showing up again. She didn't want to risk running into them. He was pretty sure she could take them, though. Why was she hiding?

While he was wondering that, he didn't notice that the antics had already begun. He didn't see why he had to stand so far away from them while they were talking to him, so, he stepped forward and onto a path clear from snow. He wondered why for a second, then stopped caring.

"FOR YOU SEE," he loudly started, before the situation got awkward, which caused him to clamp up and lower his voice. "This is... the... invisible..." Both skeletons stared at him, as if he did something wrong.

What was so wrong about standing a little bit closer to the pair? It's not like he was naked or anything, was he?

"Uhhh..." Papyrus said, confused. "Hmm, you must being having culture shock," he joked. Since Frisk didn't listen to the set up of the pun, and overall hated puns, he, shockingly (see what I did there), didn't break his straight face.

"You see, where I come from, it's a loving tradition to suffer through horrible puzzles for no reason," the loud skeleton exclaimed. That sounded utterly stupid to Frisk, quite like the skeleton himself.

He decided it was weird to have only walked halfway to Papyrus, so closed the rest of the awkward gap between the two. He prayed that maybe if he was in talking distance, the skeleton wouldn't have to yell so loud.

There was a long pause. Frisk figured that Papyrus must have said something and was expecting some kind of response. As usual, he wasn't listening. The skeleton sighed.

"Why couldn't we get a human that likes puzzles?" he wondered to himself. Papyrus left, signaling that he, too, could leave, which is just what he did. He had nothing to say the the sweatshirt wearing skeleton, and certainly didn't want to spend the energy tuning him out.

The next clearing was a pair of cliffs with a bridge connected the two. He went over to the edge and looked down the long drop to a calming forest of endless pines. It seemed to go on forever. Suddenly, he sensed that Chara was next to him, and turned his head to look at her.

"Sorry I left you alone back there," she explained. "I, um... kinda possessed that thing you killed." Frisk seemed confused as to why, and why that made her unable to reappear right after. Silence loomed between the two for a few moments. "You punch pretty hard," she said awkwardly, followed by an awkward laugh.

"Why?"

"I wanted to see how strong you were for myself. How else could something challenge someone it can't seem?" she explained rationally. She grinned and laughed. "Besides, it's like suicide for a monster to purposefully start a battle." Frisk nodded in agreement. Most of the monsters seemed pretty weak compared to his strength, and he wasn't even the strongest. Hell, he was barely half a human.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Didn't you just ask a question?" she joked. "Yeah, ask me anything you want to know."

"How does dying feel?"

"I can't explain it.." she started. "I've died twice, once as a human, and right there again as a monster. It felt different both times."

"How so?"

"Monster souls die with the body. Monsters can't make ghosts. Unless a certain kind of monster has his soul absorbed into something else seconds after death, a monster is always forever gone."

"Do ghosts.. have souls?"

"Unfortunately... I do.." she stated. He voice was so low that if Frisk wasn't so close to her, he wouldn't have heard.

"What do you mean unfortunately?"

"I owe you nine words, don't I?" she asked, trying to put a more positive look on her face. Frisk nodded.

"I had a family. Toriel, a dad, a brother." Chara paused, staring at Frisk as he looked down at the forest below. "Anything else?"

"Y-yeah, just one last question- can I reset death?"

Chara nodded. It was an odd question. It left her to wonder...

Then why didn't he?

HAHAHAHAHHA! 2 Chapters in 1 day, with 30 minutes to spare.

I was gonna have Frisk jump off the cliff there at the end, saying that it was something every explorer wanted to try, and that he wanted to see if he could fly. Maybe this is just me talking, but if I had Frisk's powers, I'd totally use it to.. jump.. off.. things..

*lightbulb. warning, this last part could be considered spoilers to some.*

AND INTO OTHER THINGS!

I HAVE FRISK'S BACKSTORY NOW!

R&R (Ramble and reset? Nah, I can do better...)