Hello, it's me again. First off, I'm happy to see that my story's gotten such a positive response, given that it's my first Undertale fanfiction. Second, I've noticed there hasn't been as many reviews since the first chapter. While I'm happy for all the favorites, I want to know what people really think about the direction I'm taking. Are the characters to your liking? Does Frisk have a personality? Am I being too vague? Talk to me, people! I'm a white guy, I already have a huge ego as it is! Okay, that being said, I hope you enjoy reading this.
It seems you really got the ball rolling, Frisk. Try as you might, you continue to be yourself. Seriously, I thought we were goners when his eyes went black. I mean, eye sockets. How does he even have pupils, anyway?
At least he understood. When I mentioned Flowey, he looked like he remembered something…
Huh, you'd think he'd be back by now. With his teleporting powers, how long does it take to get one nerdy lizard back to the Hotland lab?
Maybe it makes her dizzy and he's humoring her.
Yeah, whatever.
…Chara. What's the matter?
Heh. Nothing gets past you, does it. I just wanted to thank you. For not telling him my name. Look, I know you look up to Sans. I have no idea why; his puns make me wish I could tear my hair out. But that aside… I don't think he'd have forgiven you if he knew I was involved.
What do you mean?
Think about it, Frisk. He remembers everything. Do you really think he'd let you off the way he did if he knew I was here? He believes you when you say you want to bring back the brother you never had, because he tried to save his father figure. If he knows I exist, your motives are questionable and I'm a creepy demon.
No, you're not.
Quit giggling. Besides, I'm the reason Dad went to war all over again. He wouldn't have killed all those kids if I hadn't tried to turn his only son into a killer.
You were his son too, weren't you?
Some son. Some brother. I should have stayed dead.
No you sh—
Shut up. Just… just shut up for once, okay? Why do you even care?! You've heard my story a hundred times, and nothing ever changed. Do you even know what happens to me each time you leave this stupid mountain? Do you think I pass on? No. I stay with you. I end up in the back of your mind, watching you live your precious little life with the happy family I never had. I get a front row seat to Frisk: The Movie. And what can I do? JACK SHIT! ALL I CAN DO IS WAIT FOR YOU TO RESET! AND NOTHING! EVER! CHANGES! I'VE SEEN MOM CRY OVER YOU LEAVING HER MORE TIMES THAN I EVER CRIED IN MY LIFE! I'VE SEEN DAD DIE SO MUCH I COUNT THE MINUTES TILL IT HAPPENS AGAIN! I'VE HEARD MY BROTHER GIVE UP ON ME SO MUCH I WISH I COULD KILL MYSELF AGAIN! SO DON'T YOU DARE TELL ME I DESERVE TO LIVE AFTER WHAT WE'VE BEEN THROUGH!
…I'm sorry.
…I know. So am I.
That's also why I wanna bring him back. If Asriel gets his soul back… maybe you can pass on. You'll be happy, too. Won't you?
That would be great… if it were possible.
We won't know if we don't try.
Frisk. You heard what the tras— what Sans said. His time machine's a bust. The old man's design had a power failure, and so did his. What are you gonna do, start up the Core again and use that to power it? Worst case scenario, you blow up the mountain. Best case, you blow up the machine.
Then we won't use time travel. He did say there might be something else.
Frisk, your optimism truly knows no bounds. Alright. If this is what you want, I'm behind you. Not that I have much choice… what's so funny?
You're a real softie after all, partner.
Am not!
Are too!
Am—! …Well played. Now quit smirking.
No.
I'm serious, stop looking smug.
Why should I?
Because the door just opened, you knucklehead.