#and after he and frisk get married she gotta take care of them as well

[venelona]

doggos

#undertale #sans #frisk #frans #undertale au #horrortale #horror sans #horrortale sans #horrortale frisk #horrortale aliza #aliza #sans x frisk #frisk x sans #i hate two out of three pages of this x'D #some days i wonder why the f i am choosing to make comics #when i dont actually know how XD #but yes sans got himself lots of doggos #and after he and frisk get married she gotta take care of them as well #big happy family #also i made all dogs real small XDD oopsie

[soprana-snap]

Technically Legal

Summary: Classic marriage for convenience...but maybe more.

Rating: T for language

A/N: Stressed about wedding planning so of course I gotta write about good ol’ eloping. I’ve considered it more than once already. I haven’t written in months. uhghhh

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“Aw, why do you hafta wear a dress? Why do I have to wear a collared shirt and tie?”

Lucy flashed him a warning glance over her bare shoulder, raising a brow as if to dare him to ask that same question for the fifth time in a row.

It wasn’t as if she hadn’t answered him the last four times he asked.

At her stare, he pursed his lips and crossed his arms with a huff, scowling at his shined shoes like they personally did him a great wrong.

The tie was uncomfortable, the shirt scratchy, the pants a bit too short, and the shoes too pinchy. He wouldn’t want to be caught dead in this outfit ever again. In fact, he wouldn’t even want to be dressed like this if he was dead and had no say.

But Lucy had to have her way, which gave him his way, which in a roundabout way gave her, well her way. Ugh, his head hurt.

This was the best course of action, according to Lucy. One that would solve their problems and possibly put them in federal prison if they got caught.

It was one of those casual, ‘Hey let's take a risk that is totally illegal if you do it wrong’ kind of deals. While he was very, very good at doing illegal things and not getting caught, goody two-shoes over there was less so.

Her hands filtered through her hair, little plastic star barrets holding her bangs in place. She stressed how important it was to not get caught. But, she didn't just say ‘important’. She used the word ‘imperative?’ or something like that, which he was pretty sure without a dictionary on hand was a synonym for ‘important’.

He didn’t know. Lucy was full of words he didn’t know.

At last, she turned on her heels and inspected her dress carefully, silver flats making the dress look pearlescent.

She was a vision and he was annoyed.

“You look great. They won’t care what you dress in!” he said, grimacing as he felt his gelled hair  drag on his scalp.

Lucy cast him another withering glare. “It’s my big day so I’m going to own it! You should be thanking me, Natsu Dragneel!”

“You should be thanking me too!” he argued back.

“I will once we pull this off!”

“Well if you take too much longer, we’ll miss the appointment!”

“Relax, we have time!”

“If you say so.” he conceded, knowing it was the wise choice. He wasn’t going to start an argument today, of all the days.

She nodded resolutely, turning and grabbing her purse, the Vera Bradley clashing horribly with her attire. “Good. Now, let’s go.”

He kept to himself in the car, fidgeting and counting backwards from one hundred to prevent him from barfing. He could use his motion sickness as a crutch, but once they got out of the car, he had to confess it was because of nerves.

Lucy looked no better, locking the car and shakily taking two steps towards the looming building.

For better or worse, he thought before sidling over and linking her right arm with his left. “Together.” he assured softly, meeting her eyes with a small grin.

She nodded, a smile gracing her face as well. “Together.” she echoed.

Step by step, they walked up to the brick and mortar building, up the stairs and into the rotating glass doors. There was no going back, not once they stepped up to the security guard.

“Hey Natsu, do you have the-?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah. In my pocket.” he answered before letting the guard hover the scanner over the mentioned pocket. Uncomfortably close to some other equipment, if he had to admit, but the guard thankfully didn’t feel the need to frisk him.

“This is it.” Lucy whispered as they wandered down the hall, looking at glossed wood and overbearing displays of lawful power. “We are doing this.”

“Yeah” Natsu whispered back, rubbing his rough thumb over her soft wrist, playing with the bangles of her bracelet. She relaxed a little, giving him a halfhearted pout as she tried to pull the bracelet from his hands. His fidgeting with her accessories was a pet peeve after all.

“Okay, you remember all the answers?” she checked when they paused before the office, staring at the gold nameplate that loomed over them. “We can’t afford to butcher this.”

Natsu grinned with all the confidence he left back at the apartment. “Relax. We’ve got this in the bag if we made it this far.”

Lucy huffed, her nervousness still there. It was displayed in her manner, her face a screaming warning of it. They’ve both been tense and snippy this past week ever since they got the letter in the mail.

It was showtime.

“Ready to go get hitched?” she asked, watching his hand reaching for the knob.

“Yeah, time to get you wife-d.” It sounded better in his head, he cringed as he opened the door.

It was going well, Lucy in her white dress that every bride-to-be deserved and he being all groomed up, figuratively and literally. Lucy taught him the difference between them. It was going well until the judge got to the questioning part.

What’s her favorite flower? How does she spend a typical Saturday night? What is her full legal name? He knew all that stuff.

What was his full legal name? What was his favorite past time? Who adopted him and at what age? Lucy knew all that stuff too.

But when it got to answering questions together, about the future, they kinda mucked it up in his opinion. Lucy took it all with grace and he looked like a moron.

“Well, our apartment is cozy enough and we have lived together there for three years already. I don't see us planning to move into a larger place anytime soon.” Lucy said evenly, flashing a demure smile as she did.

“What if Natsu lost his job? My records indicate that he does make a significant amount more than you do.”

Lucy shifted like she had been struck and Natsu opened his stupid mouth. “I ain’t gonna lose my job! Plus Lucy is my partner. She’s not lesser than me or dependent!” he said it too loud, too quick, and dammit Lucy was looking at him with wide eyes and he fucked it up.

The judge cleared his throat, clicking his pen and scribbling something down on a notepad. “So, you won’t be worried about her when your VISA expires and if it is declined upon renewal?”

Lucy cast the judge a wide eyed look and Natsu felt his gut bottom out. “Wha-? Of course I’d be worried, but she’s equal. Just because she doesn’t make as much doesn’t mean she’s helpless if I happen to lose my job...which I won’t.”

“Of course, once married her student loans would be forgiven. So, her annual income would even out.” This judge was officially his least favorite person and that was something. Gray being usurped as the #1 dickbag?

Plus this dickbag was being just so on the day Natsu was to be married?

This bag-of-dicks hit the nail on the head. He nailed them. Natsu’s VISA was going to expire and due to some...unfortunate events in his past, he would have a slim chance of renewal. He would be deported back to nothing. His friends were here. Lucy’s student loans were steep with interest and the payments ensured she would live off of ramen alone for the next ten years.

With a name change and a few signatures, both problems disappeared like a bad dream.

They were gonna go to prison for fraud. Oh, he was going to go to the slammer and Lucy going to the lady slammer. He would have to bite a rock and chew on it in front of a bunch of criminals to prove he was insane and not worth bothering.

“We came here today to be married in the eyes of the law.” Lucy said suddenly, fingers clenching her dress as she fixed a level stare at the judge behind the desk. To his credit, he didn’t smirk. He looked intrigued at what she had to say, his pen hovering over his notepad.

“Natsu is my best friend. He’s been there for me through the best and worst. It doesn’t matter to me if my loans ruin my credit or what but I love him and I want him by my side through it.”

He was having a heart attack. That’s what this feeling had to be. His heart was racing and his face felt hot and his fingers and toes were buzzing and-

Her hand reached for his, her eyes meeting his as a light flush reached her cheeks. Yeah, he was dying of a heart attack. It felt so good, too. Better than going to prison.

The judge rose a brow, looking to him suddenly. “And you feel the same, Mr. Dragneel?”

It felt like he stuck his face in the fire. His face had to be on fire. “Guh?” was the only thing he could articulate at the current moment.

But, Lucy snorted and laughed, covering her mouth and shaking her head. “Why do you always get embarrassed when I say things like that?” she said, trying to hard to keep her voice from wheezing as she leaned over to gasp. “It’s like you’re a school boy.”

Okay, not a heart attack. It was just embarrassment. “Oi! It’s not my fault you just say things like that! A guy needs warnings sometimes!”

“What kind of warning should I give you before I drop the ILY bomb, then?”

“I dunno, but don’t just s-say it!”

Lucy flashed him a saucy grin, her eyes lidding. “Should I just show you then?” she breathed.

“I’ve seen enough.” The judge interrupted before Natsu could self combust into ashes. “I see that, although my accusations may have some grounding, it is clear that this is not some shotgun solution. Please contain yourselves while I get the papers.”

Lucy finally had the capacity to look mortified as the man produced the necessary papers for both of them to sign and called in the secretary to witness.

“Sign ‘Lucy Dragneel’ on the dotted lines-”

“What about ‘Natsu Heartfilia?” Natsu blurted suddenly, obviously not done fucking things up for today.

The judge leveled him with a stone cold glower, but Lucy laughed, the pen dancing away in her hands. “Natsu we talked about this. Heartfilia is just a name. It always was.”

It really was, because she signed it away with elegant flicks of her wrist that he watched with fascination. One, two, three, and like that, she was no longer Lucy Heartfilia.

She was Lucy Dragneel, his wife.

She was his wife and he her husband and holy damn it was really that simple.

The rest blurred by but the motion sickness never came to take over the warm bubble in his chest. They did it. They actually did it.

“Well, husband? We got married. Now what do you want to do?” Lucy asked brightly once they left the office and marched down the halls, arm in arm.

Well, what were a husband and wife supposed to do after getting hitched? Natsu didn’t know. He never got married before.

The word ‘pizza’ came to his mind like a beacon.

“Pizza?” he asked, blinking down at her curiously and marveling at how relaxed she was now. At her beam, he knew he got it right.

“Pizza sounds great. I’m so hungry.” she moaned, actually picking up the pace and dragging him for once. “Extra cheese. It’s our wedding day!”

“With olives and bacon!”

“Ew, no. Not that.”

“It’s my wedding day too! I get olives and bacon!”

“Never!”

“I’ll drop you over the threshold. Don’t try me!”

Still, he carried her over the threshold, her carrying the pizza box, and the pizza box carrying the freshest double cheese with half olives and bacon pizza the world would ever have. Plus, the olives spelled out ‘Just Married!’ They already had plans to eat it and binge watch on Netflix.

They had this wedding thing down.

#nalu #natsu dragneel #lucy heartfilia #fairy tail #my writing

[saintheartwing]

Undertales of Friendship: Toriel’s Got Talent

Toriel walked through the classroom, humming a tune from a show Mettaton had intercepted in another dimension. The song was somewhat somber and maybe a little sad, but at the same time it was beautiful.

"Come little Children... I'll take thee away... into a land of enchantment..." Toriel sang, perfectly in tone with the soft spoken singer who sang the tune. As she did, she closed her eyes and began to dance, leaving a trail of flame as she did, feeling the fire twirl about her ever so gently.

"hey Toriel."

Toriel eeped and fell over a desk as she was startled by the shorter of the skeleton brothers. She moaned and winced as sans helped her to get up, never losing that smile of his or that gentle, caring look in his eyesockets. After coming to the surface, the two had become good friends. It would never be more than that really, since sans was more like a big uncle to Frisk and Asriel, and Toriel had no interest in marrying again after Asgore.

Still...

It was nice to have a good friend like Sans. And yet he did have a knack for finding embarrassing times.

"Sans, dear, I thought you were seeing the kids to the train to Canterlot?"

Sans nodded. "i did. i saw them as they got to the station, then I closed my eyesockets once they got there so I didn't see them afterward. but I will see 'em later when they get home."

Toriel giggled. "You're so bad, Sans." she hugged her friend and went to finish up with the cleaning.

"nah, just a bonehead."

Toriel bust out laughing, neither unaware that outside two very famous ponies had been listening to Toriel's singing. The one was a greyish brown pony who had her mane done up in a nice little style, as highly refined as the Stratamarevius cello she played. Beside her was the polar opposite in many ways, wearing purple shades and having a mane done up in blue, white, and neon purple that just went everywhere, her coat white as fallen snow. Vinyl Scratch and Octavia were best friends in Ponyville and two of the finest musicians in their fields. They KNEW talent when they heard it.

And they had heard it walking by the school.

"Wow Vinyl, can you believe it? Who knew that Goat Lady was so talented?"

Vinyl shrugged. "Eh, it ain't bad that's for sure. With some wubs backing her up she could REALLY rock!"

Octavia raised an eyebrow. "Always with the WUBS, Vinyl?"

The rocker DJ chuckled. "I'm all about that Bass." She hmmmed. "But she really is a great singer. We gotta get her to share that talent."

Octavia nodded. "Yes... still we should be subtle about it. I recall Rarity telling me how she and her friends tried to get Fluttershy to sing in public. Did NOT go well."

Vinyl hmmmed. "I think I got an idea, girlfriend."

Octavia chuckled. "And there we go with the shipping jokes."

The DJ chuckled, lowering her shades. "Like I was the first one." She winked through the fourth wall, setting off to finalize things.

Later that day, Toriel was stunned at her guests. She had been busy making some pies for when her sons come home, and the smell of apple, butterscotch, snail, and even one blueberry experimental pie hung in the air.

She lived in a modest little house, like most monsters did after arriving here in Equestria. it was a cute little one story made of magical brick, several unicorns helping put it together. In many ways it looked like her old home in the ruins, with a similar house layout... except now it had a bathroom and a basement. Toriel also had a much larger kitchen here, since she was baking lots of goodies either on her own or with Muffet and Pinkie Pie. But today she had different guests.

Two very specific musicians.

"You want me to what?" She asked again, trying to place what she had just been told.

"We want you to sign up for the talent competition." Octavia said. "We heard your singing voice when we walked by your school. It was just amazing!"

Vinyl smiled and handbanged a little... oh no... she was just nodding. "Yeah, you rock girlfriend!"

"I thought I was your girlfriend?" Octavia said with a wink, the playful DJ smiling. Toriel chuckled some, thinking perhaps these two were like Alphys and Undyne in some ways. But she shook her head.

"Not interested." She said. "See... I'm really not that good. Oh I love to perform before a crowd, I do it every day a a teacher. But singing... I only really know the one song, mainly because I can relate to it."

The two ponies sat on their haunches. Octavia tilted her head. "I don't understand."

"You see... before we came here to Equestria, my ex-husband had a policy of killing any human who fell into the underground. I hated it so I left him and hid in the ruins. I was determined to protect any child who fell into the underground but... well, I failed. Now we have six human souls who don't hate us, but are still trapped, still waiting to either be freed and sent home or given new bodies."

Vinyl still wasn't making the connection. "Soooo... why that song?"

"See... I always wanted to take those kids and take them away somewhere that Asgore could not touch them. We could be happy and free, and it'd be so lovable. It was my dream for-"

*knock knock*

Toriel blinked. "Oh no... now what?" She went to the door and opened it... only to be greeted by the hulking form of her ex-husband. He was white furred like she was and had larger horns, but was also very much a goat monster, with similar floppy ears, vampire-like fangs, and a big golden beard. He was dressed in overalls and a blue shirt, as well as a big funny looking straw hat. Toriel glared at him.

"Dreemurr." She said with definitive daggers in her voice. Asgore smiled, embarrassed.

"Sorry, I just was seeing if maybe... oh there you two are!" Asgore pushed past, Toriel clenching her fists as he walked in. "I was looking all over for you two. I wanted to sign up for the talent show."

Octavia clapped her hooves. "Splendid! And your talent?"

Asgore smiled. "Strength. I have been working out on the Apple Acres Farm-"

"Sweet Apple Acres love." Vinyl corrected.

"Ah, whoops. Anyway, Big Macintosh has been helping me train my strength, and we want to work together for an act." He turned to Toriel. "Shame you won't be in it Toriel."

Toriel fumed. "And why not?"

"Oh sorry Tori, but you kinda are outdone with most talents, except maybe your pies. And I do not think those would work for the competition."

Now Toriel literally was burning up, fire forming in her hands. She turned to Octavia and Vinal and spoke with a voice that would scare Satan himself into hiding in his room under the covers.

"Sign. Me. Up." She spat, her flames intensifying. The three guests suddenly a little spooked. An upset Toriel was NEVER a good thing.

"Ummm... I better go." Asgore said, nervously walking out. He eeped as Toriel opened the door, almost getting Asgore burnt when she did. As she closed it however, she smelled something burning.

She soon realized she set her door on fire.

"Oh no!" She gasped, trying to put it out quickly, the two deciding it might have been a good idea to confirm Asgore first for this kind of stuff to prevent property damage.

Toriel stood in the main room of her home, trying to rehearse the song she was going to sing for the show. She had sang it a few times, and the snails she had caught were listening, rocking their heads in the soft time of the somber and beautiful singing.

But she felt like it wasn't right. All she did was stand there and sing... It felt a little like a part of a greater whole. She loved music, yes, but to actually sing was not her thing. From the time she was little she liked to bake more than anything, had…had Asgore been right?

Asgore. Thinking about him made her almost redouble her efforts as her cell phone rang. She sighed and answered it, the voice of her son Frisk on the other end.

"Hi mom!" He said cheerfully. "How are things back in Ponyville?"

Toriel smiled as she focused on her son for now and away from the talent show. "Oh, same as always. How is Canterlot?"

Frisk giggled. "It's fun! Asriel and I are kinda getting a few stares from ponies but overall we like it. We are doing our best to help Twilight with her work here."

Toriel smiled proudly. That was her boys, always eager to help others. "Is Asriel there, son?" She asked. Frisked chuckled some.

"He's with Princess Celestia right now mom."

"Ahhhhhhhh... Those two are going to spoil him rotten at this rate." Toriel giggled.

"More like HE will spoil THEM!" He laughed in return. The two spoke a little further before finally Toriel said it.

"By the way, I will be in the talent show later this week. But I won't tell you what I am doing yet. It's a surprise."

Frisk ahhhed. "I cannot wait to see it! Until then mom, I gotta help Twilight and Spike with some of the books, then we are going to go hang out with some of her old friends. Talk to you later!"

"Be good son!" Toriel said, hanging up, unaware that now someone else was in the room.

"hey Toriel." The familiar voice said, still making Toriel eep out of her fur.

"Sans, will you stop that?! Why do you keep popping up out of nowhere?!"

Sans shrugged. "actually i was in the closet." He said shrugging even more.

Toriel sighed. "Great, I have a closet case in my ho-" She whacked her face with her hand. "OH I soooo walked into that one!"

Sans smiled. Though he was already smiling. "nah, i came outta that one." He said, pointing to the hall closet. "hey, gotta question for ya. you think doing things outta revenge or hate is the right thing to do?"

Toriel blinked. "What? Why do you ask?"

Sans made his empty eyesocket stare. He did it primarily to make a serious point. As he spoke, he actually followed punctuation standards. This was a serious sentence.

"I think you know what I mean Tori."

Tori. The way her name was said that way. She sighed and nodded. "No... it is wrong."

"then why are you in the competition?" Sans asked. "ya doing what you want to do in it, i hope?"

Toriel sighed. "Well... Octavia and Vinyl Scratch think I should sing my song, so I am going to do that. It is my best bet right?"

Sans shrugged. "heck if i know. i am just a judge alongside the princesses and Mettatin."

"Ton." Toriel said.

"2000 pounds." Sans said without a beat missed. "but joking aside your majesty, if the only reason you're singing is to beat the king, then you're doing the wrong thing for the wrong reason. you should focus on a talent you love and want to share with the world."

Toriel blinked. "I see what you mean... but I can't bake pies for the competition."

Sans placed a bony hand on her arm. "i don't mean that. what fills you with a burning passion? what sets your heart afire?" He smiled, winking. Toriel just stared.

Sans waited but no answer came. He sighed and chuckled. "eh, you'll figure it out if you follow your heart." He placed a hand on her chest. "listen to it." He smiled and opened the oven door. "well, gotta go." He said, climbing in. Toriel opened it... but Sans was gone.

"How DOES he do that?!"

The day of the talent show arrived and Toriel was nervous as all get out. She had rehearsed her song for some time but it still didn't sound right. As she went to practice one last time, she heard another singing voice...

We were searching for our place for awhile there,

Trying to find out where we fit in!

But when we failed those times before, we kept on trying more,

Cause the Cutie Mark Crusaders don't give in!

Now there's new faces here in our home,

And they need a Crusader's help too.

So just like the friends we got, there is now a whole new lot

And we'll show them all just what we can do!

We'll make our mark!

For Changlings and Monsters too!

We'll make our mark!

Do our best to see them through

To the ultimate reward, of a Cutie Mark!

Toriel blinked, following the source of the song, and saw three very familiar little fillies, working on an adaptation for their song, making it their own.

"Miss Toriel!" One said, a familiar alabaster filly with a musical note in a coat of arms for her cutie mark. "You wanna help with the next verse? You know it right?"

Toriel smiled. She did, the Crusaders had sung it in her room so many times before. But she had one better. She cleared her throat…

Toriel: I think now I see the true path before me.

I think I know now what to do.

You've helped me see that I must follow my heart.

And I just want to thank youuuuu...

Sweetie Belle: I'm so glad we have helped when you needed.

We want to show you the way.

Together: Because if at the very start, you just follow your heart,

You can help to make it a better, brighter day!

We'll make our mark!

And we'll let our talents shine,

We'll make our mark!

And it will be so divine!

To find the ultimate reward! Our Cutie Mark!

Toriel hugged the three phillies, smiling. "That was wonderful! There is no way my singing can compete with it. You three have the true talents, not me."

The orange brown coated one, Scootaloo, smiled. "I don't think so, you have a real talent too."

Apple Bloom, the custard coated pony with reddish mane smiled. "Yeah, and you add so much, your dancing and your skill with fire, you're amazing!"

Toriel smiled. "Well, when I hear a song I like, I dunno, I just cannot keep the passion inside, I have to let the flames of it come o..." She froze. "Girls! That's It! I know what my TRUE talent is! I gotta find Octavia and Vinyl right away!"

Sweetie Belle smiled and pointed a hoof towards one of the tents near the talent show stage. "I think they are over there."

Toriel hugged her one last time, and went to see them. Now she knew what she wanted to do!

Big Macintosh smiled as Asgore lifted another pony on his back, now up to 15. He was huffing some. He had to do it. Just one more.

"Big Mac, your turn at the top!" Asgore said, sweating. Big Mac nodded, grabbing a flag, climbing the upside down pyramid held up by Asgore, everyone staring in awe. Big Mac climbed steadily until he was at the center post part at the top, and held up a flag.

Asgore straightened out, legs buckling but his strength holding as he went to full height, giving a mighty yell. From the back, Undyne and Alphys wolf whistled and cheered at the sight. With help from the pegasi, the volunteer ponies were lifted off, one by one.

"OHHH! AMAZING DISPLAY OF SHEER BRAWN YOUR HIGHNESS! ONCE AGAIN, KING ASGORE AND HIS TALENT OF UNYIELDING STRENGTH, WITH BIG MAC AND HIS SKILL OF CLIMBING AND TOSSING PONIES!" The audience cheered as MC extraordinaire, Mettaton, placed a huge smiley face on his... um... face... and rolled aside to let the slightly winded but proud king walk by. As he did, he saw Toriel.

"Tori..." He started, but Toriel shushed him.

"I still hate what you did." She said... then smiled. "But you know, you did good out there."

Asgore smiled. "Thanks. But the goal was really 30 ponies. Ah well. In any case, I wanna see what you can do Tori."

Toriel gave a little wink. "I think you will like it." She stepped out on stage, nodding as below appeared Octavia and Vinyl Scratch, instruments ready. Toriel stood on the stage, breathing deep.

It was time to show the world her passion.

The two ponies began to play a melancholy tune filled with passion, the passion of a mother whose heart was breaking, the passion of a mother who could not stand the thought of her child about to face the underground alone.

Heartache.

As the music picked up, her hands lit up with fire. She began to twirl the flames about her in a dance, spinning and leaping, trying not to cry as she recalled the last time she had heard this tone, the source of her passion as a mother.

That day in the underground, when she forced Frisk to prove himself. And he had, not fighting, letting his love shine through.

Toriel recalled this, shooting fire into the air, making the audience awe as they saw it explode like fireworks, guided perfectly through the audience and around them, not touching a one, each flame guided by her magic, each motion like a dance within a dance. All the while Octavia and Vinyl played their hearts out on the instruments, gritting their teeth, eyes filled with tears as their music filled the audience with feelings of awe, sorrow, and hope.

This was her passion. The burning desire inside her. The dance. The dance that changed everything for her, for the underground, for everyone. Frisk's Dance.

With every move the story seemed to play out for those watching, Frisk especially in awe of his mom as he watched it, recalling that last, loving hug. Asriel was unable to keep from crying, it was so beautiful.

And as the music ended, everyone in the audience was on their hooves, stamping and clapping, Toriel exhausted but smiling with a tear in her eyes. She saw Frisk and smiled.

Her children gave her the talent she had. And the happiness she felt, from the time she was one herself, could only come out in the form of her flames and in her dance.

She looked to the two musicians, who smiled, Vinyl sobbing while Octavia bowed.

"That was beautiful." Was all she said. And it was a thought shared by Asgore as he watched from backstage. That was the Tori he remembered.

He also could not stop crying.

As the show ended, Toriel went to the crusaders, hugging them again. "Thank you, little ones. Without you I might not have realized the truth. Music is a love of mine, like my kids or my baking. But when I hear it, I have to let the feelings it gives me out. I have to dance. Even if I have to fight with the music in my mind I cannot keep from making it a dance."

Sweetie Belle hmmmed. "You mean like that spider lady?"

Toriel went wide eyed. "Oh my... your right! I guess I never made the comparison, hehehe" She smiled and hugged again, unaware that Muffet had watched and, like everyone else, was in awe."

"OK, BEAUTIES AND GENTLEBEAUTIES! IT SEEMS THE JUDGES HAVE MADE THEIR DECISIONS! BEFORE PRESENTING THE GRAND PRIZE FOR BEST IN SHOW, WE HAVE PRIZES FOR OUTSTANDING TALENT!" Mettaton first held up an award with a musical note on it. "FOR BEST MUSICAL TALENT... THE CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS!"

Sweetie Belle gasped. "We... we won?!"

Toriel just beamed as she watched the three walk to the stage and collect their prize. Mettaton them picked up one with a pair of Groucho Marx glasses.

"FOR BEST COMICAL PERFORMANCE... OH MY, THIS IS BORDERLINE AGAINST THE RULES, BUT I THINK WE ALL AGREE! PAPYRUS!"

Everyone chuckled as Papyrus came up with...

...a dusty tutu.

"SANS... YOU ARE SO DEAD FOR THIS ONE."

"oh relax bro, at least that was the best Nutcracker."

"SWEET!" Everyone laughed as Papyrus walked into that one. "*SIGH*. WHYYYY MUST I TRY SO HARD FOR APPRECIATION..."

Mettaton then lifted the next trophy.

"FOR SHEER AND UTTER PHYSICAL TALENT... BIG MACINTOSH AND KING FLUFFYBUNS!"

Asgore blushed some as everyone laughed at his nickname, the two stepping forward to take the barbell trophy. Mettaton now lifted the final one.

"AND NOW, THE MOMENT YOU HAVE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR... THE BEST IN SHOW, THE TOP TALENT, PONYVILLE'S PERFECT PERFORMING PRESENCE! AND THE WINNER IS... TORIEL DREEMURR!"

Toriel was wide eyed as she stepped forward, everyone again giving a standing ovation complete with cheers, claps, wolf whistles, and shouts for a speech. But Toriel could only say one thing, something which, in many opinions, is the moral of this story.

"True talent is not about something your good at, or even something you love to do. Talent is, in many ways, something you are good at loving."

Well said Toriel. Well said.

THE END

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...Asriel breaks the fourth wall and smiles.

"Wasn't that an awesome talent show? Who knew mom could dance like that! And the way she could move the fire... amazing!

"Hey! You liking the series so far? Have ideas for Misterebony or NGrey651? Comment below! But... no killing okay? Please?

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..."Well... that's it this time. See you in the next episode!"

#Undertales #undertale #toriel #asgore #fanfic #My Little Pony #friendship #friendship is magic #CrossOver

[cold-b-writing]

Happy Valentine’s Day

As the short skeleton appeared in front of the humble yet cozy house, he let out a frustrated huff. Work was hard for him today. People for whatever reason were craving hot dogs and hot cats today and he almost ran out of supplies. None the less, it was over and he could finally relax.

Pulling his gift out of his coat pocket, staring down at the small thing. He smiled and let out a light chuckle, putting it back in his pocket. She was gonna love it. It cost a lot of money and a lot of effort was put into saving up for it, but it was worth it. If it meant seeing that wide smile full of life, it was worth every penny. While he wasn't dressed properly for the occasion, she wouldn't care and it didn't really matter at the end of the day. Slowly approaching the door, he turned his head and looked through the window. There she was, simply reading one of her countless books in her armchair. Not having to worry about grading papers or arguing with the parents of bratty students. She was almost disconnected, caught in the fantasies running through her mind as she read each page. Sans smiled and opened the door, shuffling his feet inside and Toriel beamed as soon as she saw him. "You're home!" she had that same wide smile that she gives everyone. Closing her book, she got up and kissed the skeleton on the forehead. "heya." he winked as he looked up at her. "how's your day been?" "Quite relaxing, to be honest."  the goat woman giggled. "I spent my lunch break grading the tests so I did not have to do it later." she shrugged. "I guess I was just in a lazy mood today..." How could she say that? That sounded almost as productive as what Papyrus usually does. Though, that skeleton would have probably looked for something to do after coming home from work anyway. At any rate, the short skeleton shrugged. "How was your day?" she asked as she knelt down to his level. The skeleton scratched the back of his head and smiled. "pretty busy today..." he huffed. "worked myself to the bone." Immediately, Toriel snorted and held his hand. "Well, you do not have to worry about it anymore, thankfully." she led him to the couch in the family room and she wrapped an arm around him as they sat down. "Though I must say, I am rather shocked at how busy it must have been. You are not usually so late when you come home." "yeah..." he let out a sigh. He wanted to tell her right now what he did after work, but he felt that it was too soon. No, he had to time it right. He wanted to wait for the perfect opportunity to do it tonight. He looked around and things were surprisingly quiet. "anyone else home?" "No..." Toriel sighed and shook her head. "Frisk is with...well I would rather not say. But they wanted someone to review their speech with them and they wanted someone with lots of experience at giving speeches. As for Chara, she is still at work. You know how it is, hospitals are always busy. As for Asriel, he decided he wanted to go and 'hang out' with his friends." She smiled sadly at the skeleton. "So it is just going to be you and me tonight..." "what about the others?" Sans asked. "still haven't heard a word from those three?" Toriel shook her head. Sans let out a tired huff. "i'm sorry, tori..." he muttered. "didn't mean to kill the mood for ya." "It is not your fault." Toriel smiled sadly at him. "Everyone is just so busy and while I am slightly down about that. I am also happy that you and I get to spend some alone time together." She got up and Sans quickly put his hands in his pockets. In a subtle attempt to still hide it, he smiled at her as she got up. "Are you hungry?" she asked as she looked down at him. "I baked a quiche, the others can just have what's left when we're done." "yeah, sounds good." the skeleton smiled. Feelings building up inside of him. He was nervous. No, much more afraid than nervous. This could easily go wrong in so many ways and he could only hold a smile in front of her for so long. He got up as well. "though, i gotta go to the bathroom real quick." he said heading up the stairs. "i'll meet ya in a few." The goat woman nodded her head and disappeared into a different room while the skeleton locked himself in the bathroom. Pacing to the sink, he quickly turned both knobs and just watched as the water rushed out. Waiting for it to be at a decent temperature, he dipped his hands into the small puddle being made in the sink and just splashed himself in the face. Staring at his reflection. 'come on sans, you got this!' he thought to himself as he just clenched a fist. 'come on, you idiot! you love her, don't you!? just go down there and pull it out of your pocket! come on!' he slammed the fist down causing a couple things to fall over. He gasped and quickly went to pick everything up. "Sans, are you alright?" a voice called from downstairs. "yeah, i just slipped." he blurted out. He shook his head, ready to hit himself. 'i'm a fucking idiot!' he thought as he let out a frustrated grunt. He pulled the lever of the toilet after a couple minutes of mentally insulting himself. Just to make it seem like he went to the bathroom. He washed his hands and face, taking a deep breath again. 'come on, you big dingus.' he thought. Shaking his head and throwing a smile filled with both excitement and fear. 'let's go.' He would have kicked the door down, but he felt that Toriel wouldn't have really approved of that. So he just swung it open and quickly emerged from the bathroom. Marching downstairs into the kitchen, he looked over at the table and smiled at her as she had everything set up. 'god, she's so beautiful...' was all he could think when he went over to the table and sat down. Watching her slowly munch down on her amazing meal. She giggled as he didn't even touch his fork. He noticed and gasped, almost inhaling his slice of the quiche, as well as the dinner plate. "Be careful there." Toriel giggled. "yeah sorry..." the skeleton sighed. "i'm just...i don't know..." "Nervous?" the goat woman asked. Oh God, she was starting to see through him, wasn't she? He nodded his head. "About what?" she asked. "i uh...uh...uhh..." he began to sweat, playing with the collar of his shirt as he smiled and shook his head. He felt like he was going to explode, so many feelings building up inside of him. Frustration, anger, fear, anxiety, guilt, sadness. But most of all, love. Love was stronger than any of those feelings and he just looked at her. Looking into the concerned look she made for him. "i...i'm sorry." he blurted out. "i can't hold it in any longer." he quickly approached her and dropped to his knees which made her gasp. "tori, i...i...i don't know any other way to say it." he started as he held her hand. "you make me laugh, you make me happy and you are one of the nicest people i have ever met and i...i just..." he reached into his pocket and slid something into her hand. It looked like a small black case of some sort. "i just wanna spend the rest of my life with you." he opened the case in her hand and revealed a lustrous golden ring with a diamond on top. "tori...i...i love you..." He looked up at her and saw Toriel had her free hand over her mouth. Just staring down at him with wide red eyes, tears streaming down from them in complete surprise as her ears and cheeks were rosy from all the blushing. "Sans..." was all she could choke out as her hand began to tremble. The skeleton huffed and looked down, he knew it. This was too soon, he should have waited. He should have timed it better, he shouldn't have overwhelmed her like this. How could he be so- "-s..." He looked up. "huh...?" was all he could think to say at the moment. "Yes." she made the mother of all warm smiles at him. He could tell that she was feeling the same emotions as him at the moment. While it was sudden, she welcomed it. She lifted him up into the air and kissed him. "Yes, yes, yes!" she kept on saying as she just nuzzled with him. The small skeleton began to cry as well. Both from relief and from how happy he was. "Sans, yes! I would love to get married. Oh goodness, you have no idea how happy I am right now..." Sans was just wiping his tears as he was being held in the air. Letting out a light sniffle. "yeah..." he muttered. "i can say the same thing..."

Soriel Discord is posting art and fan fics because it's Valentine's Day. So, instead of being depressed for being single all day, I decided to write this. The day might be almost over, but I got it done on time. That's what counts, right? XD Anyway, what did you guys do for Valentine's Day? How did you celebrate it if you did? Let me know in the comments!

#Soriel #valentinesday #soriel discord

[raccoonsinqueen]

I’mlateateverythingIdo Part 1!

If the kid was 8 or older, he’d take them anyway. Afterall, Frisk (a kid depending on your perception of their age) saved the entire Monster Race in a day, so why couldn’t a kid clean a house and make meals? 7 and younger though and he would pretend he didn’t see them. Because why be a jerk when you can be a cold heartless unredeemable waste of space.

Baby? The Black and Blue would get jealous of all the attention it’s getting, red and orange would be indifferent, Pap would act as it’s second mother, and Sans would act as it’s dad.

This is my jam right here, let’s get started.

Blue: If you broke up with him, he’d fall apart. At first, he’d pretend like you were joking, like you didn’t just RUIN his WHOLE LIFE with a SINGLE SENTENCE. Then he’d resort to denial, that maybe you just didn’t know what you were talking about or maybe you had forgotten how much you loved him. After your continuous rejection, eventually he’d beg you to take him back, anything to get you to go back to loving him like how you did before. And if you stayed strong even after that, he’d sob uncontrollably for forty days and forty nights. He’d come back though, strong as ever and determined to make you his again. He was never one to give up easily. If you ran away, though, he’d take it too personally that you didn’t go to him first, asked him to go with you, or even said goodbye. He’d try to find you, but because of his inability to do so paired with his emotional instability, he wouldn’t be able to do it alone. But that’s why he has Papy, right?

Papyrus: If you broke up with him, he’d fall apart just like Blue. But Papyrus wouldn’t go through any denial or fantasies, he’d go straight to begging you to stay with him. He also wouldn’t press you if you firmly say no, and if you expressed your true feelings, he would understand that you didn’t see him the way that he wanted you too. Of course he’d be heartbroken, openly sobbing in public over it, but he would never want to make you uncomfortable around him. So instead, he insists that the two of you stay the best of friends, and he’d try whatever he could to make sure that he is the greatest friend he can be to you! (Even if he still has lingering feelings for you). If you ran away, he wouldn’t miss a beat in trying to find you again. Searching high and low, he would find you just like any prince would for his princess! And he would find you too, wherever you decided to go. He’d greet you with a smile and ask for you to come back to him, but if you refused, then he’d ask to stay with you instead. He may not be the perfect prince, but he is the perfect lover.

Black: If you even dared thinking about breaking up with him, he’d shut you down immediately. You are not breaking up with him, not even if your stupid little human mind thought you could. He ‘knows’ you love him. How could you not? He’s amazing! So when you try to refuse him, he ‘knows’ that you are just out of your mind. He’d ignore your attempts to reject him and continue on as usual, but if you got particularly fussy, he’d resort to more forceful methods to keep you. Kidnapping, forced kisses, bondage, he’d even force you to marry him if that’s what it took. No matter how you refuse him, you stay his no matter what. Even if you fight tooth and nail against it. If you ran away, he’d be furious. Outraged. Mad in more ways than one. How dare you leave him?! How dare you leave without even saying goodbye?! How could you hurt him like that!? He’d blind his own hurt with rage, and do whatever it takes to find you. Once he did, you were in for the conniption of a lifetime, and he was going to take you back kicking and screaming. But after his anger cooled and you're screaming ceased, he’d hold the insecurities that you were willing to leave him for good close to the most hidden part of his soul forever.

Red: If you broke up with him, he’d think you were joking at first, responding with a, “haha, you only wish you could get away from me, sweetheart.” But if you pressed the issue further, he’d respond with a, “wait, you’re serious?” and then finally with a, “well, $#!+.” He really doesn’t know how to respond to it. So he decides that he’s not going to respond to that. He goes back to treating you like he always has. At first, you're happy that he just goes back to how it was before. Then you realize, that he hasn’t really let you go. He still considers you his, and he gets even more possessive. If you try to express your feelings about it, he’ll interrupt you with a kiss and won’t let you talk about it anymore. Just like his brother, you stay his no matter what you do. If you ran away, he’d actually become furious, and not just to mask his insecurities. To think, you had the gall to run away without even so much as a goodbye? And not only that, but you think that you’d be able to escape him that easy? Oh, no you don’t. He’d find you, and he’d find you if he’d have to tear down cities to do that. If you’re particularly good at hiding, he’ll start to murder humans with enough publicity that you’d be forced to come out of hiding. Once you did, he’d greet you with a, “welcome back, princess.” It would take a miracle for you to leave his grasp again.

Orange: If you broke up with him, he’d go into a state of shock. He couldn’t believe it. What had he done wrong? Had he forgotten something? Why were you leaving him? After he gets over the initial shock, he’d put up a fragile mask to create the illusion that he was completely fine. If you expressed any worry over his emotional state, it would only serve as a cruel reminder that his angel didn’t love him the way he wanted. He drowns his sorrows in honey, and if you find him in his drunken state, he’d beg you to go back to loving him and wanting him. He wouldn’t talk to you for a week after seeing him drunk, either by his own shame or his own resentment that you refused. If you ran away, he’d go out searching for you for a little bit, but -just like his brother- he’d take it way too personally. After a little while, he’d give up. What was the point? You obviously cared so little about him that you didn’t even say goodbye or ask him to come with you. If he accidentally stumbles across you, he’ll express these concerns under thinly veiled anger. Did you even love him in the first place?

Sans: If you broke up with him, you’d be surprised to find that he wasn’t surprised. Like he was expecting you to break up with him, like it was only inevitable. After all, he’s the monster that enslaved you and took everything away from you, just because you temporarily showed interest towards him doesn’t change any of that. He puts up a fragile mask, just like Orange, but Sans doesn’t waste anytime drowning his sorrows in ketchup, almost immediately after you break up with even. If you find him drunk, he’d stumble out a flurry of apologies and regrets. Your workload becomes even less after this, though, like he’s trying to make up for being an awful person. If you ran away, his initial reaction would be to give up immediately. You didn’t want to be there, and it was his fault somehow. He just knows it was his fault. Why else would you decide not to even say goodbye? He wants to just curl up into a little ball of self pity and self loathing, and think about the days when you genuinely smiled at him and willingly wrapped your arms around his vertebrae, pulling him into a gentle kiss. Man, he was really despicable.

(Now let’s do these losers.)

Yellow: His initial reaction to you dumping him is first a bit of shock. But then, like a non despicable being (unlike the rest -save for two-), he accepts it. If you didn’t like him that way, he wasn’t going to force something that wasn’t there. You would never need to run away from him or his brother though. If you asked him, he’d let you go, no matter how much he’d pretend it didn’t break his heart.

Green: If you dumped him, the Papyrus part of Green would kick in and he’d actually start crying. You comfort would do little to help his emotional state, but the Gaster part of him would accept your decision and respect your wishes. If you asked to leave, he would allow you to go with a sad smile and wishes that you come to visit him whenever you can or feel.

Indigo: He simply wouldn’t accept it if you dumped him. Not like Black, but instead he would simply pretend that you dumping him never happened, no matter how many times you would reject him. You’ll never be able to tell whether he just refuses to acknowledge it or he actually mentally blocks it out of his memory. If you ran away, he’d be physically unable to get you back, but that’s what his Papy’s for, right?

Purple: He’d laugh in your face if you tried dumping him. What, you thought you had any real power in this relationship? That’s a real joke. He might even force himself on you just to prove that. If you ran away, he’d find you faster than any of the the others. He has a knack for things like that. And WHEN he does find you (it’s not a matter of if), you’d have to do a lot of begging and groveling for him to not cut off your legs.

1. Kiss from a Prince from Visitors  (Starring Mr. Green)

2. Thermometer Fiasco from Sick: Part 1  (Starring Master Red)

3. Taste like Honey and... Carrots?? from Taste   (Starring Master Orange)

4. Won a Bet from Game Night   (Starring Master Papyrus)

5. Surprisingly Gentle: Part 1 from Birthday   (Starring Master Red)

6. A Kiss in the Dark from Blackout   (Starring Master Sans)

7. Gotta Get Outta This Somehow from Kidnapped   (Starring Mr. Purple)

8. Tsundere Kiss from Heroes and Villains   (Starring Master Black)

9. Surprisingly Gentle: Part 2 from Cars   (Starring Master Red)

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Better than how they are lovers, I hope.

Reader would probably over a long period of time gain the same kind of love for the UF bros that she did with Sans in Fluff: Part 2 in the after math of Nightmares. She would hate them with a burning passion, but eventually, because she’d learn to understand them and understand why they do the things they do, she’d grow to love them as well. This doesn’t mean she’d wouldn’t hightail it outta there the moment she gets the chance, though. Nope, the moment they turn the other way, nomatter how much she loves them, she’s running and never looking back.

Not to be confused with a monster’s white soul!

*hug!!* I love you!

Take your time!! (it takes me a good 4 years before I check my tags or asks anyway!)

Dude, I hecken love your fanfiction. Keep up the great work!

I’m currently working on something, don’t worry! <3

Random!

I mean, I guess?

Sans kept them, but hid them even better. Red would probably congratulate Sans on his photographic abilities, Black would mercilessly degrade Sans for it, Papyrus would reprimand Sans, Orange would sneakily take one or two, and Blue would chastise Sans.... for not sharing.

i THINK THAT’S A GREAT IDEA!!!

Aww that would be cute. I’d like to do that one too.

Maybe add some actually fluff into this madness.

Omgsh, I was so worried you were going to be another person getting mad at me for writting Fluff: Part 3, but this sincerely made me feel alot better about my writing, you actually have no idea right now. Thank you so much for your kind words, and thank you SOOO much for being so concerned for me! I hope you have a wonderful day, and I love you!

Okeedoke, best to cut it off there. I’m only 1/2 done, but it’s 1 oclock and I have work tomorrow morning.

#THANK YOU SO MUCH EVERYONE #I get so happy when I get a message #I'm just a loser who procrastinates on everything #raccoon that talks

[asktemmie-frisk]

Back from the Abyss (Lost and Found Arc)

All of the parents in the room, alongside Asriel, thought about what Frisk said. Of course. They just wanted some family time with their real parents, Asriel thought. After hearing Frisk out, Erica snapped out of it and talked to him.

"You wanted to come home? You were home." She said.

"No. We mean actual home." Frisk said shyly and softly.

"You guys are our home. Home is where the heart is, right? Our hearts are with you, mom and dad. You're our homes. And that's where we wanna go. To you guys."

Everyone finally understood what Frisk was saying.

"Oh. Chara, did you want to come home too, sweetie?" Asked Laura.

Chara looked up at her mother while her tears started to dry.

"Yes. Absolutely." She said.

"Can I please come home now? Please don't be mad either?"

"Oh. Chara. Chara, of course, you can come home. We're not mad." Charon replied, proud of his daughter.

"You know, we missed home, too. We missed you. Now your mother and I are home again. We never want to leave you ever again."

"Really? You don't wanna go away? What does that mean?"

"It means you can come back home, but you need to get your act together. You've grown into a beautiful young woman, and I'm very proud of you. I love you and your mother more than life itself. Now that I'm not held down by a body anymore, we can always be with forever."

"Really? But how?"

"Hold out your hands. Let us in."

Chara was surprised. Her father was asking her to absorb them. She couldn't believe it.

"But...dad...would I even be able to talk to you or mom?"

"Sweetie, of course you'd be able to talk to us." Laura assured.

"We wouldn't be dead anymore. We would be a part of you. We would hear everything that you say. See everything that you see. Experience everything as you do now. Chara, we would never be apart ever again. And it's all because of your heritage. You would be with us forever, and vice versa. We would be a family, now and always. You just have to let us in, and you will always be home, no matter where you are."

Erica and Soichiro were worried about what Charon and Laura were proposing. They went to them, bringing Frisk over as well.

"Wait. Just a moment." Said Erica.

"Charon, this is the first time I've ever seen you. And I want you to know...Soichiro and I...we think you and Laura are the best siblings-in-law ever. I know it's not official yet, but if Frisk and Chara end up getting married, I'll be happy to call you my in-laws."

"Likewise." Laura said, flattered by Erica.

"Also, your son is our son too now, as far as we're concerned. We love him, too."

"You're warming up to Frisk that fast, eh?"

"He gave us a fighting chance to be with our little girl. That's all we really wanted. Now if he wants to be with her, he has our blessing."

"Likewise. But about your daughter."

Frisk's and Chara parents shared warm smiles with each other, feeling a special connection, thanks to their children. Feeling renewed, Laura turned her attention to Frisk.

"Frisk, sweetie."

"Yes, Laura?" Frisk responded.

"You can call me mom. And thanks for giving us a second chance. We love you."

"Thanks...mom and dad."

Charon and Laura nodded respectfully to Frisk. Then they turned back to Chara.

"Ready?"

Chara took a deep breath.

"Okay. I'm ready now. Everybody, get ready to see how a natural-born vessel absorbs souls."

Chara's soul left her body and placed itself on her chest. Then, it illuminated her entire body, giving her an aura. Her parents touched her hands, and they were absorbed into her soul. Chara could feel her mother and father's power entering her entire being. When she finished absorbing them completely, she returned to normal. Then she shook and moaned in pleasure. She collasped on the bed, somewhat spent from the whole experience. Asgore and Soichiro gained surprised and embarrassed expressions and leaned back slightly. Frisk and Erica snickered.

"Chara, did you just..." Frisk and Erica laughed uncontrollably, unable to finish asking their question.

"Yes. That felt so good. And...mom and dad...they taste...delicious." Chara said, licking her lips and caressing her own body.

"How good did we taste?" Laura asked in a teasing manner to her daughter.

Chara got embarrassed by what her mother said. Well, I certainly wasn't expecting mom to say that, she thought to herself.

"I know you weren't, young lady."

"Holy shit. My mom can hear my thoughts." Chara said aloud.

She covered her mouth, not expecting to blurt such a thing out.

"Did I just say 'my mom can hear my thoughts'? Why did I say that?"

Frisk just laughed at Chara's new situation.

"Yeah, you said it, babe." He said.

"Must be something else someone's soul can do if they've been absorbed. Your parents can hear your thoughts now. Speaking of which, see any juicy ones, Laura or Charon?"

Chara started blushing wildly as her parents looked deep within. They were surprised to see her thoughts about Toriel, Undyne and Alphys.

"Chara, perhaps the royal family would like to leave right now." Charon suggested using his daughter's body.

"Oh, no. We're fine where we are." Asgore affirmed.

"Not me. This is getting mushy. Flowey and I are leaving. We'll be in the lobby if you need us." Asriel said, leaving the room and closing the door behind him.

"Anyway, what did you see, Laura or Charon?"

"Chara, I'm surprised, young lady." Laura said, using her daughters body.

"What are you talking about, mom?" Asked a nervous Chara.

"You never told us you were into men AND women."

The boss monsters and magician gained a more inquisitive expression. Alphys, Undyne and Frisk had a more mischievous look on their faces.

"Really? My girlfriend likes women, too?" He said with his eye glowing orange.

"Yes. My daughter likes them both. Erica, did you know about this? Or maybe Frisk is similar?"

"Actually, my son is also bisexual." Erica said with a big smile on her face.

Frisk blushed a little, looking straight at Chara.

"Yep. I know my son liked them both from the start. As for Chara, I had my random guess that she may have been curious."

Undyne and Alphys decided to tease her a little.

"Well, well. Didn't know you liked ladies, too." Undyne said, getting closer to Chara with her chest near her face.

Chara started blushing and panting.

"You look pretty hot and bothered. I know how to blow off some steam. You just gotta admit it." Alphys said, trolling the hybrid girl.

Chara breathed more heavily. She forgot her filter and blurted out what came to her mind.

"Toriel, I wanna tongue-fuck you until you squeeze my head between your thighs in orgasmic bliss! There, I fucking said it!"

Chara quickly covered her mouth while her face turned red. Toriel let out a shocked yelp and turned away from Chara thoroughly embarrassed. She sat down as if it would help to contain her reaction.

"Well...Chara, I...never knew you felt that way about me." Toriel said, visibly embarrassed.

Chara was shocked she would randomly blurt out what she was thinking. She couldn't take it anymore. She went up to Toriel and grabbed her face.

"What? Chara, what are you-"

Chara interrupted Toriel with a passionate kiss. She laid Toriel down on the bed, who was still in shock, as she laid on top of the boss monster, thoroughly enjoying herself. She let herself drown in ecstasy, not caring whether it was Toriel she was kissing or not. She eventually let go of Toriel and got off her, breathing heavily.

"That...that felt good. Still want more, though." Chara said, looking at Alphys and Undyne.

She approached them both.

"Yeesh. Calm down, will you?" Undyne said before Chara attack her with her lips.

Chara then pulled Alphys in, and kissed her as well. She then went back to Undyne, who got more into it. Chara fell onto the ground, and Undyne went on top of her. They seemed to be unable to get enough of each other. I'm enjoying this way more than I should, Chara thought. Still, being with a woman and with a man is amazing. I love this feeling. More. I want more. Chara got ready to take off her clothes, but she quickly realized what she was doing and stopped.

"Oh, my God. Frisk, Alphys, mom, dad, I'm so sorry. I couldn't control myself that time. I just...I didn't me-"

"Ok, shut up for a moment." Alphys said, signaling Undyne to get off of Chara.

Alphys then planted her lips on Chara, who blushed even more. She showed that young lady she was okay with it this time, as she was becoming a woman in her own way. She took back he lips and left Chara alone.

"Okay, Undyne. Let's go home. I think those two will be just fine."

"Sure, babe." Undyne said, following Alphys out of the hospital.

Chara's nose bled a little, clearly satisfied from the moment she had with two older women. Frisk and Erica looked down at her, licking their lips.

"Well, well. Looks like someone bit off a little more than she could chew." Frisk said, high-fiving his mother.

"Yeah. She enjoyed herself quite a bit. Didn't she, Laura?" Asked Erica.

Suddenly, Laura took over Chara.

"She enjoyed it, alright. It's official. My little girl is bisexual!" She said through her daughter before giving her back control.

Chara got her bearings back.

"So Chara, did you like that lesbian experience?"

Chara blushed at the way Erica was looking at her.

"Yeah."

"Do you like what you're seeing right now?"

"Get lower. Your boobs are nice."

Erica guffawed at Chara's flattering statement.

"Okay, that's enough. Time for you two to get out of this place."

"Really? We can leave?"

"Of course. But you'll need to get some therapy. They didn't tell you to because we said you injured yourself by accident, but right now, you need to get some help for your problems. You need someone you can tell your problems or secrets to that won't judge you."

"What? Are you serious?" Frisk groaned.

"Yes, young man. You tried to kill yourself in front of us all. You're not in trouble with us, but you do need to go to therapy. I'm only saying this because I love you both very much. You need to get some help, okay?"

Frisk and Chara sighed. They didn't want to go, but they realized they no longer had a choice in that matter. Either they did it and left, or they didn't and stayed.

"Fine. We'll go to therapy. It's the very least we can do for you guys for putting up with us."

Frisk and Chara relented to their parents wishes. Then, Chara felt somethiung warm on her soul.

"Thank you, sweetie." Said Laura.

"We know how hard it is for you to make that choice, to turn your back on everything you've worked on up to now. But we swear to you, you will NOT regret it. We love you."

"I love you too, mom. Okay, Frisk. Let's get some help."

With those words said by Chara, everyone was on their way out of the hospital. Erica and Toriel checked them both out to be released into their custody.

"Asriel, it's time. We're all going home." Asgore said, getting his son's attention.

"Finally! How are they? No more mushy stuff, right? Flowey and I aren't in the mood to see that."

"Well, you tell Flowey he still gets to have his best friend. However, she needs to do some things that require the help of a professional. Is that alright?"

Asriel closed his eyes, talking to his soulless counterpart. He had his eyes closed for only about 15 seconds. He abruptly opened them back up, ready to say his verdict.

"Flowey's cool with it. He wanted me to say 'just make sure Chara and Frisk get the help they need.' He doesn't want Chara to die again."

"Good. I am glad he sees things our way this time."

And then they were all homebound. That day was somewhat life-changing for Frisk and Chara. With the help of their friends and family, they cheated Death itself, only to escape with a mere fainting spell. The road to recovery at this point was simple, for they had hit Rock Bottom, but this time, they had a rope thrown down to them to get back up, for they were finally going back to the place they belonged: home.

#undertale #frisk (undertale) #chara (undertale) #asriel dreemurr #toriel #temmie #asgore dreemurr #undyne #alphys #temmie-frisk #frisk's parents #erica chang #soichiro yasuhiro #chara's parents #laura #Charon #sorry for the long post #I'm trying to tell a story here #Lost and Found Arc

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True Colors (a.k.a. The Final Part) (Lost and Found Arc)

About an hour and a half later, Frisk, Chara, Asriel, Asgore, Erica and Soichiro were at Dr. Lillian's office again. Their session was already taking place while Soichiro and Erica waited for all of them just outside the door on the bench again. Suddenly, Toriel walked up to the temmie and magician. Soichiro had a disappointed look on his face when he saw Toriel, and Erica growled lowly, bearing her teeth.

"So, I suppose you both know what I did." Toriel said, full of guilt.

"My son was crying when he called us last night." Soichiro said with a dark tone.

"He wanted you dead for hurting Chara, but he was sad that he wouldn't get to see you again." Erica said, bringing out her claws on one hand.

"Give me at least one reason as to why we should let you back into our son's life, and quickly before I turn you into dust."

"Because I want to make up for it by going to the session and actually staying this time. I had a nightmare, and it made me realize that there's something seriously wrong with me. I wanted to kill myself today, and I didn't because Sans made me snap out of it. Please. I need to talk to Dr. Lillian."

Erica and Soichiro lowered their guard upon hearing the humble way Toriel spoke.

"Wow. You wanted to die because you thought my son would be better off?"

"Yes. I've felt this way for a long time, and I need help. Please let me go inside. Kill me after if you must. I don't care. But at least let me show my true self first."

"Are you trying to get us to forgive you?"

"No. I don't want you to forgive me. I want you to know I'm sorry. After this, I...want to go end it all. But...I need to let your son see the scared little girl I really am first. Please."

Erica and Soichiro were humbled at how sincere Toriel was being. They decided she wasn't a threat to their son anymore.

"Apology accepted. Now go in there, and get the help you need." Erica said, retracting her claws.

"Thank you."

Toriel took the doorknob into her hands, more nervous than ever as she heard a conversation on the other side. She stepped in.

"And to be fair, if all of you are trying to heal, who's to say she wouldn't follow suit?" Asked Dr. Lillian.

"It's nice that you're being optimistic about it, doctor." Asriel said skeptically.

"It's just that...I..."

Toriel silently stepped into the room without saying a word as Asriel and everyone else in the room looked right at her while she closed the door.

"Mom? Is that you?"

Toriel nodded her head, keeping a sullen expression on her face.

"Mom, have you been crying?"

Toriel didn't answer the question.

"If...I may be so bold...I've...come to get help...if you'll have me." Toriel said shyly.

All of them were in shock. They couldn't believe Dr. Lillian was right. They accepted her happily. Even Frisk started wagging his tail.

"OF COURSE WE'LL HAVE YOU, MOM! GET OVER HERE!" Chara exclaimed happily as she gave Toriel a hug.

"WELL, IT'S ABOUT TIME!" Asriel said in a distorted voice, confirming Flowey was speaking as well.

"You finally admit it! How nice!" Asgore said proudly.

They all gave Toriel a hug, who became apprehensive. She didn't feel like she deserved the affection at all.

"Please let go. I don't deserve this." She begged.

"No. Now that you're here, I think it's time you confess." Frisk said with his eyes turning orange.

"Oh, but don't worry about being chastised right now. Honesty is a perfectly acceptable outcome in here, for this is a judgment free zone. However, I will judge you a little if you don't say what's on your mind."

"Judge how you wish today, Frisk. Even if you see me as a monster in the truest sense of all, it would still be far too kind of a judgment."

"We'll see about that. Take a seat."

Toriel sat down alongside everyone else in the room.

"Now then Ms. Toriel, you're already making good progress toward becoming the person you want to be." Congratulated Dr. Lillian.

"Now all you need to do to start healing is this: speak your mind."

"What? Really?" Asked a scared Toriel.

"Yes. Speak your mind, and you'll be heard."

Toriel trembled a little. She was so scared of what would happen next that she couldn't keep herself still. Suddenly, Chara and Asriel placed their hands on both of Toriel's shoulders. Asriel let Flowey talk to her.

"Hey. I know you and I didn't get along the other day, but you got this. You're doing what I thought would be impossible for you, so Asriel wanted me to give you a second chance." Said the alter-ego.

Toriel took a deep breath in and out.

"That's good. You got this, mom. Go for it." Asriel said, getting back control.

"You can do this, mom. Let yourself be honest with your feelings, and you'll feel better." Encouraged Chara.

"Okay. I'm ready." Declared Toriel.

"Good. Now let me hear you speak from your heart." Requested the doctor.

"I'm a horrible woman, Dr. Crenshaw."

"Why do you feel that way?"

"I've done horrible things. I abused Asgore when he and I were married, I raped him, I abandoned him to let himself run the kingdom all on his own while I just ran away and isolated myself like a little kid. I ran away from my responsibilities because I was scared."

"Scared? Why would you be scared, Tori?" Asked a confused Asgore.

"Because when we were married, I always thought of you as lower than me, despite your status as a king. At first, I thought that you were just a gullible wimp, and I could use you for whatever I wanted, and then throw you away like a piece of garbage when I stopped getting it. But when I saw you enter that rage-fueled tirade and declared war against humanity, I was scared. I no longer saw you as a gullible wimp. I saw you as someone I didn't agree with. I just wanted to keep you under my thumb, to make you bow to my every will, to have you answer to my every beck and call. And when I found out that I couldn't contain you forever, I ran away, scared of what would happen if I ever crossed the line with you. I just...I wanted to start over, have a new life. One that didn't involve you."

"Tori...the way you're speaking...it's like you're one of the kids right now."

"Yes. This...is how I really speak. I just never spoke like this because I was scared of what people think of me. I still am. The thought that people can see right through my ruse of high class terrifies me. To no end. And now, I don't wanna start over or anything."

Toriel started crying in front of all of them.

"What do you believe you want, Tori?"

"I just want to die..."

None of them said a word as Toriel held Asgore, clutching his chest as he used it as a tissue.

"I just wanna die. I raped you, abused you, and I let six children die just because of some grudge I had against you. Sans told me it wouldn't do anything to atone, but the truth is I think it'd be for the best, you know? Won't have to worry about a abusive bitch like me."

"Toriel, your death is not required to make things right between me or anyone else."

"Dad's right, mom." Chara said, knowing where Toriel was coming from.

"All you gotta do is...well, you know...what you're doing right now. Admitting that you fucked up in your life, and not blaming it on others."

"Chara, you don't understand." Toriel said, taking herself off of Asgore, who gave her a box of tissues Dr. Lillian passed to him.

"I didn't just blame others. I hated your father. Hated the man I married because he wasn't what I believed to be the ideal person for me: he wasn't cowardly and willing to do whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted, for whatever reason I wanted. He stopped yielding to me. As such, I reacted badly at the signal he sent out. It all took me by surprise. The firey rage he had within him. I pushed this man so hard, he was already at his limit. I pushed him as far as he could handle without being completely broken, but he couldn't tell me until it was too late to say anything, too late to say apologies. When the humans killed you and Asriel, he acted out. And now...I can see it was all my fault. I took the kindest, most gentle monster in the underground, and I crushed his hopes and dreams until he had none. Now he's just a shell of what he used to be, and I'm the one who brought him to that state. He was already close to the edge, precariously balancing himself back and forth to stay up. All the humans did was give him a light tap that was enough to send over the edge. It was easy for them. I broke him."

"Mom, you can't ju-"

"I BROKE HIM! I BROKE ASGORE! I ABANDONED MY OWN PEOPLE BECAUSE I WAS SCARED OF HIM! I ESSENTIALLY LEFT EVERY LAST MONSTER TO DIE! AND THE WORST PART IS IT HURTS SO MUCH KNOWING I CAN'T TAKE ANY OF IT BACK! I CAN'T MAKE THE SUFFERING I MADE ALL OF THEM GO THROUGH GO AWAY! IT HURTS! I HATE MYSELF BECAUSE I RUINED EVERYONE'S LIVES!"

Toriel broke down and wailed to herself on the floor. The unfathomable soul-crushing sadness showed its true form. Everyone except the doctor was shocked and worried.

"I just...I...IT'S NOT FAIR! IT'S NOT FAIR TO ANYONE! You gave me your love and affection, and this is how I repay you?! WITH SPITE AND MALICE?! WHY THE FUCK DID I DO THIS?!"

"Mom, please, you d-"

"NO! I...I can't go easy on myself right now. I won't learn a goddamn thing otherwise. And if I don't learn at one point or another, how am-"

"STOP! Just...stop, Tori." Asgore said, trying to silence her.

Toriel looked away from him as she stood up.

"Listen to us. We all messed up at one point in our lives. But we can't just let our mistakes define who we are."

"Dad's right, mom." Said Chara.

"I mean, look at me, mom. I killed myself so Asriel could have a chance at freeing all of us. It didn't work because I was trying to kill them all, and Asriel knew it was a bad idea, but I didn't listen to him until it was too late to. And...dying sucks, and it's super painful, and I still feel guilty for what happened, mom."

"Chara, please stop. We're talking about what I did to you all!"

"So what?! We all still messed up as a family, mom! We all made a mistake at some point, and we just beat ourselves up over it because none of us knew it was okay to make mistakes!"

"I know, but I want...no. I NEED you and Frisk to know that I'm sorry for kicking you both out. It's just that I didn't want to admit I needed help. But now I know that I do, and...if you're trying to heal and get better...then, will you please let me join you all? I need help, and I want to get better, but I NEED to do it with people I care about. Please. Help me. I beg of you."

Chara, Asriel, and Asgore looked at Toriel with tears in her eyes. Here she was, finally admitting the truth, and she was at her most vulnerable state of all. They all hugged her.

"Huh? Wha...what are you guys doing?"

"Mom. Thank you for telling us the truth. We've been waiting for so long. It feels great to hear and see you as the person I knew you really were."

"Ms. Toriel, I'm so proud of you." Congratulated Dr. Lillian.

"Step to this mirror. I think you're ready to see yourself for the first time. Not how you imagine yourself, but how you truly are."

"Okay." Toriel softly replied as she stepped to the mirror.

"Now, what do you see?"

"I see a woman that's been broken down to her most basic attributes: vanity and spite."

"You know what I see? I see a woman that's just like everyone else: someone that makes mistakes just like us, someone that has been through hell and back just like us, someone that wants to move forward from it all. Just like us."

Toriel heard the doctor's words of encouragement. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. She shed her personal vendettas and started to see herself in the way Dr. Lillian described. After a few moments, she saw her reflection clearly, but now in a new light. She opened her eyes wide, surprised and enlightened as she saw her true colors shining through in their finest status.

"Oh, my God. I get it now. I'm not different from you all. I'm...just like the rest of you. Asgore. Asriel. Chara. I'm so sorry for my behavior. I just wish I could've understood what I was doing to you all sooner. And you, Frisk, I'm so sorry I judged you so harshly. I don't think I know how I'll really act if I can be myself, but if it's not too much trouble, I'd like to learn. So as a woman with no more options, can you all teach me how to be the person I really am?"

Frisk's eyes gleamed and shined a bright enough pink to force everyone to cover their eyes. He couldn't help but run to her and glomp himself on her as he licked her face. Chara and Asriel ran to her, too.

"OF COURSE, WE CAN TEACH YOU!" All three young adults exclaimed.

"Well, maybe not teach, but we can help you learn, at least!" Said a proud Asgore.

"Really?! Thank you! Thank you all! Asriel, Chara, I love you kids!"

"We love you too, mom." Said the Dreemurr children.

Toriel turned to Dr. Lillian with a smile on her face.

"Doctor. Thank you. I feel like a weight has been lifted. I'd like to take part in a lot more sessions until we're done, if nobody minds, that is!"

"Please! We wanted you to show up in the first place!" Asriel said triumphantly.

"Very well, then. I think we should probably go home. We have something important to get done."

"Have a nice day, everyone."

And so everyone left in Asgore's car. As they all drove home, the ride was silent. Frisk and Chara were asleep in each other's arms, and Toriel and Asriel were next to each other. Asgore was on the passenger's side of the car while Erica was driving. Soichiro was in the middle and looked back at his son and his girlfriend, and he smiled at the peaceful sight.

About 30 minutes later, they all made it back to the neighborhood. They all got out of Asgore's car, who pulled it back onto his driveway. Erica and Soichiro left, and Chara, Frisk and the boss monsters were left alone.

"So...if you don't mind, you can come back to live with me, you three." Suggested a shy Toriel.

"Yes! Thank you, mom." Chara acquiesced.

Frisk, Chara, Asriel and Toriel walked back inside their house, finally coming to terms with each other.

The oncoming months were much kinder to Frisk and Chara. The therapy sessions resulted in great progress being made, and they all learned a lot about themselves, and why they behaved the way they did. Even Toriel made an amazing breakthrough. None of them forgot what happened at their lowest points, but they now knew, no matter how lost they were, they would always be found by their most powerful memories, and they would be taken back home to the place they belonged, for Frisk and Chara, alongside other people in their lives, were lost because of the sins of their painful past, but the path of redemption found them all, and they strode forth, waiting for the future to shine upon them all.

#undertale #frisk (undertale) #chara (undertale) #asriel dreemurr #toriel #temmie #asgore dreemurr #boss monster #monster #human #hybrid #temmie-frisk #erica chang #soichiro yasuhiro #frisk's parents #sorry for the long post #i'm trying to tell a story here #actually I'm done but you know how it is #fucking finally #lost and found arc

[cold-b-writing]

Bound Together: Part 24

Utadukeeus: They were about to cross the bridge at the waterfall, heading towards Snowdin. A gangster approached the family at the bridge entrance. "Hold it!" The gangster snapped. "This belongs to Iredox, now. If you wanna cross..." the monster smiled. "You gotta pay the toll....." "I got your toll right here..." Habriel said, extending a middle finger to the monster. Skywardsister: "Habriel!" Toriel yelled, making him jump. She blushed, almost feeling obligated to apologize to the gangster for her son's behavior and manners. She sighed. "What do you mean, 'toll?'" She inquired. Utadukeeus: "9999G..." the ganster said. "If you don't have that, then....." he reached for his machete, keeping it sheathed. Skywardsister: "Tsk. Iredox knows that nobody can afford that, clearly." Toriel folded her arms and frowned. "Is there anything else we can do to get through? Something feasible?" She asked the gangster. Utadukeeus: "Nope..." the gangster said. "This boy caused a whole lotta pain to the boss. That's why it costs so much." "What'd you do?" Chara asked Habriel. "I kinda made him bite off his own tongue...." Habriel said. Skywardsister: Chara became unamused. "Really?" "Please, he was defending himself. Isn't there something we can do?" Toriel asked, becoming impatient with the monster in their way. She was getting ready. "Why don't you bring him out?" Utadukeeus: The monster laughed. "Bring the boss out?" The gangster laughed. "All the way from base? You really do have a death wish." Habriel had enough. He made a demonic smile and initiated battle with the monster, showing his curse. "What the Hell!?" The monster gasped. He jumped back at the sight of the specter. "What is that thing? What are you?" "If you don't let us pass, you'll find out..." Habriel growled. "You're a freak!" The monster spat. "A demon!" "Well..." Habriel shrugged. "In the famous words of Shakespeare." He gave another demonic glare. "'Hell is empty and all the devils are here....'" the monster was deathly afraid as the specter chuckled when hearing the quote. The monster got up and ran away. Skywardsister: Toriel just shook her head and sighed at Habriel's threat. "It's not the best to threaten, but we'll get through now, I guess..." She muttered, displeased once again with Habriel's manner. She strode ahead of him, leading them all. Frisk shook their head, Chara too. Utadukeeus: Habriel shook his head from behind. He had been dealing with these degenerates for a while and they killed the love of his life. He was not going to be gentle with them, any longer. 'That guy's lucky I didn't kill him.' He thought. Skywardsister: Toriel just shook her head and sighed at Habriel's threat. "It's not the best to threaten, but we'll get through now, I guess..." She muttered, displeased once again with Habriel's manner. She strode ahead of him, leading them all. Frisk shook their head, Chara too. Utadukeeus: Habriel shook his head from behind. He had been dealing with these degenerates for a while and they killed the love of his life. He was not going to be gentle with them, any longer. 'That guy's lucky I didn't kill him.' He thought. Skywardsister: Frisk and Chara walked on either side of Habriel. Frisk turned to him. "Y'know... Mom's not very happy with what you're doing... I know you're upset." They averted their gaze from him. "But still... I guess we can't tell you what to do." 'We can't tell you what Marion'd want, either,' Chara thought. Utadukeeus: "I'm not too happy with those degenerates at the moment..." Habriel said. "They tried to kill me how many times? And now they kill Marion, the woman I promised to marry when we get older." Habriel was gonna go further into the rant, but sighed. "It's hard on me too, you know. You try so hard to just forgive and move on. But they've done too much. To you, to me and to everyone else. I don't think I can be so forgiving like you or mom. No matter how hard I try..." Skywardsister: "It's okay, everybody's different," Frisk smiled. "I understand. It's really hard to just forgive people. But I certainly don't forget anytime soon. It's almost like keeping tabs on past events- though that's not the healthiest either. I at least try to just be kind or coldly civil when talking to people I don't like." "And you know what happened with me," Chara interrupted. "My story certainly didn't work out." Utadukeeus: "Still. I'm trying..." Habriel said. "I could have easily killed that guy by throwing him off the bridge. Then make up some excuse like 'he had it coming' or 'it was for the greater good'. As much as I can't forgive them. I won't stoop down to their level, either." He sighed again. "I'm just really tired of constantly being in danger. Knowing there's nothing that can be done about it...." Skywardsister: Frisk sighed. "Yeah..." Chara shook their head again. "Just don't succumb to the urge. You're doing good so far. I never made it as far as you have; that's saying something." They emphasized, recalling how they acted not too long before to Habriel and the gang. Utadukeeus: "And I'm sorry if i offended any of you." He said. "It wasn't my intention to..." Skywardsister: Chara and Frisk insisted at the same time that he wasn't insulting to them, then they blushed from talking simultaneously. Toriel walked in silence ahead of them. Utadukeeus: "I thought it was pretty funny..." a deep voice said. Habriel turned and was finally able to see the specter. "Hello..." the thing said. "What the Hell?" Habriel muttered. "No wonder that guy was terrified. You look horrifying." the specter chuckled in response. "Well it can't be helped...." it said. "So how come we can see and talk to each other now?" Habriel asked. "Our bond is getting stronger...." the specter smiled. "I wonder how long it will be before I can claim that body as my own." the specter reached out and caressed Habriel's shoulders which sent chills down the boy's spine. "Please don't..." he said. Skywardsister: Chara and Frisk watched in horror. "Habriel, perhaps trying to put off your thoughts of revenge and killing is a better idea after all... it'll keep you from losing yourself to him," Chara commented while watching the figure. They shuddered. Utadukeeus: "You don't want to lift the curse in the ways given to you..." Seraph said. "A shame, all you have to do is find a pretty lady and all your problems would go away nine months later...." "Absolutely not." Habriel snapped. "The curse would just move on to that child." "So you want to be the last of our bloodline?" Seraph asked. "If it means no one else has to suffer, then yes." Habriel answered. "I wonder how long you can maintain this mindset." Seraph said. "But hey, you might be able to pull it off." The specter gave an unsettling smile. "Then we get to burn in Hell together...." Skywardsister: "He could always get married and... y'know, adopt a kid," Chara stated sarcastically, smirking at the threatening figure. "Never thought of that, did you? I would have expected you to be much smarter." Frisk snorted at their remark. Utadukeeus: "Oh but where's the fun in that?" Seraph asked. He turned back to Habriel. "You do realize that with me, you're doomed to a horrible fate, right?" "What horrible fate?" Habriel asked. "Mages and those bound to mages are destined to fall to a demon's hand." Seraph answered. "Metaphorically, of course. I've seen it happen countless times. You'll either die a horrible death or you'll go insane and kill yourself, wanting the pain to end. If you just bear a child now. You can move on..." "The answer's still no." Habriel said. "You really do have a death wish, don't you?" Seraph asked. "So what?" Habriel muttered, trying to make sure no one else could hear him. Skywardsister: "He could also make himself infertile if he wanted to mess around, then adopt a kid," Chara rolled their eyes and laughed obnoxiously at Seraph. "You really don't think of all the paths of fate. He could do anything he wanted in that sense. You only think of the, heh, carnal urges, so to speak. Quite ignorant of you." They winked. Utadukeeus: "Says the foolish little child who wanted to destroy the world because of the oh so terrible humans..." Seraph said. He moved in front of Habriel. "So if your plan is to just die, why wait?" he asked. "You might as well leave now. Don't worry about them, they'll forget you and move on. So why not just get it over with?" Habriel ignored him. "You're already at a bridge, all it takes is just one tiny step." Skywardsister: "Forget him?! Yeah right, idiot!" Frisk yelled, shocking everyone. Nobody ever heard or expected this innocent, determined-to-be-merciful child to call someone a name. "You don't know what love is! You don't know what family means! We would never forget him! He's my brother- the only one I've ever had, and I would follow him to the end of the world!" They spat at Seraph, eyes glaring. Chara clapped. Utadukeeus: "Oh I know all too well about love, descendant of my once best friend..." Seraph smiled. "I know all your games. You'll just use him as a tool and throw him away once he's no longer useful. Just like Alice did.... I just don't want you to get that luxury. Using him, playing with him like a toy. You'll do whatever you want, reset and do the right thing. That ghost doesn't care about him at all. And that lady over there just wants children. She doesn't care who, she'll just move on to whomever comes next. You all use him as your emotional crutch. It's disgusting..." Skywardsister: "We don't use him! I care about him and want him to do everything it takes for him to get rid of you once and for all! I'll never reset the timeline again as long as I exist!" They screamed at the top of their lungs at him, straining their body, lungs and vocal chords. Chara stepped back, overwhelmed by their screams. It seemed as if, for a rare occasion, Frisk's blood boiled and they were consumed by a fury. Utadukeeus: "You want to get rid of me?" Seraph asked with a smile. "You know what to do. But you don't have the guts to do it." He gave an unsettling smile as he floated next to Habriel. "But don't worry, I'll do it for you." He pushed Habriel off the bridge. Habriel gasped and grabbed onto the edge. Looking up at the ghost smiling down at him. Skywardsister: Chara and Frisk screamed together. They were horrified. They needed a way to get rid of this demon. Frisk pulled Habriel up as quickly as humanly possible. "Of COURSE I don't want him to die!" Utadukeeus: Frisk couldn't lift the boy. He was too heavy. The specter floated over to Toriel. "You know, for such a concerned mother..." Seraph whispered in her ear. "You're not doing a good job watching over your children...." Skywardsister: The mother shot her fist through the specter and backtracked, pulling Habriel up onto the bridge. "We need to get rid of Seraph," She murmured. Utadukeeus: "I know...." Habriel said. "Oh come on, life would be so boring without me!" Seraph mocked. "I have an idea! You should go and start even more fights with that gang! If you're lucky, one of them will kill you and I get to move on!" "Can you just be quiet for a couple seconds?" Habriel asked, placing a hand on his forehead. "Not too long ago, you wouldn't say anything. Now we can't get you to shut your mouth." "Part of the bond my little descendant." Seraph said. "I couldn't talk because our bond wasn't strong enough back then. But who knows...." He rested a hand on Habriel's shoulders. "Pretty soon, roles might reverse, you get to be the spectator and I get to have some fun." "Enough!" Habriel snapped. He shoved the ghost and gasped. Then smiled. "I guess it goes both ways between us..." He raised a hand in the air.  "Ever get the feeling to talk like that to my family again...." he clenched a fist. "Don't....alright?" Skywardsister: The rest of his family looked threateningly towards Seraph, too. They were all already sick of his games and wanted him to shut his mouth. He was too sarcastic and optimistic for his own good. Utadukeeus: Seraph chuckled. "Boy, if you and I actually fought....without being stuck like this..." his eyes glowed with an unsettling smile. "You wouldn't stand a chance..." "It's a good thing I'm the one controlling the magic, then..." Habriel growled. "For now..." Seraph muttered. Skywardsister: "Boy, does this thing run outta batteries? It's been yackin' all day!" Chara said exaggeratedly and in a sarcastic tone. Toriel made a mental note- contact or meet with Alphys to figure out a way to help Habriel contain and control the magic in his soul against Seraph. Utadukeeus: "You know....if these people didn't care about me so much..." Habriel said. "I would end it now, just so that no one else would have to put up with you....and believe me, I've thought about it..." "Oh great, so you won't jump off...." Seraph groaned. "Don't do anything to make me happy...." "Of course I won't." Habriel said. "Because unlike you, I have a reason to live...." He brushed past the specter and moved on. Skywardsister: Toriel took her children by the hands this time to make sure they were all with her this time, and they began to walk again to go back to the ruins, and back home. They walked past the point where Habriel was pushed off by Seraph. Utadukeeus: Making it to the other side of the bridge, a long sword was thrown into the ground in front of Habriel. He turned to see where it came from and saw a monster that was the same race as Toriel. However this one was a guy, had longer horns than her and he wore a black scarf to hide most of his face. For the rest of his body, he seemed to wear black leather with small metal plates on the sleeves and thigh areas, probably meant for armor. "Are you the one harassing those monsters?" the goat monster asked. "Harassing? They're bandits..." Habriel said. "Really?" the goat monster asked. "Because last I checked, they were running from you..." "Look, there's a bit of a mix up-" another sword was thrown, but Habriel threw up a shield just in time to block it. Skywardsister: "Sir, my son is correct, those monsters had been harassing him and the rest of us for a while now," Toriel stated quickly to the man, hoping to avoid conflict and divert any incoming conflict quickly. Frisk hid behind Toriel in fear that things would turn for the worst. Utadukeeus: "Still, such behavior cannot be tolerated." the goat monster answered. "Prepare yourself. I've trained in the art of combat since childhood back in my village all by myself. I've perfected all of my techniques and mastered the ways of stealth and fire magic. I stop villains whenever I can. Although, I've only recently started my job as a hero, I work alone and have brought a couple bad guys to jail." "Cool story?" Habriel shrugged. The monster waved his hands and the two thrown swords heated up and flew back to the goat monster. The blades of the sword started to glow red from the heat. "Who are you, anyway?" Habriel asked. "My name doesn't matter, scum." the monster said. "However, if you must know my hero name....it's the Blazing Blade!" "Not good with names, are you?" Habriel drooped his arms and gave a bored expression. Skywardsister: Toriel waved her arms frantically in front of herself, sweating. "NO no, sir, this is a mere misunderstanding, we were bystanders from the start, when these bandits came up to us and heckled us. They continued to do so for long intervals, and he threatened them because he did not wish to be harassed any longer-" She spoke fast and in a shaky voice. Utadukeeus: "There's one more thing this scum did." the Blazing Blade said. "He saw through a couple of my attacks and damaged my pride. This, I cannot allow...." the goat monster turned into a cloud of smoke which flew closer to Habriel and Toriel. The Blazing Blade reappeared between them tried to kick Habriel away from Toriel, but Habriel quickly moved out of the way, nonchalantly. The monster gasped and leaped away from the two and started panting. "You're not kidding..." Habriel said. "You are new to this. I mean, the fight just started and you're already tired. Want a water?" "Silence!" the Blazing Blade snapped. He leaped in the air and got ready to kick Habriel over the head, but Habriel moved out of the way again. The goat monster landed on the ground and accidentally did a split. Tears streamed down the monsters eyes as he screeched with a cracked voice. "You okay?" Habriel asked. Skywardsister: "B-be quiet!" The Blazing Blade stammered, losing face. "I shall never take assistance from scum!" Toriel shook her head with a hand at her face. "Come along, children, we shall not let this strange man bother us any longer." With an exasperated huff towards the exhausted goat monster, Toriel took her children's hands and started to move past him. Utadukeeus: "You there, scum!" the goat called out to Habriel as he was walking away. "I want to know your name, for when we do battle again! I will go back to training to regain my honor, as you have just made me your #1 rival!" "It's Habriel...." Habriel said while raising an eyebrow. "Habriel!" the monster wheezed with tears still leaking down your cheeks. "Know this! The next time we meet, I will reclaim my honor!" "Okay...Blazing Blade was it?" Habriel asked. "If we're gonna be rivals..." the Blazing Blade sighed. "It's only fair we don't hide our identities from each other. My real name is Halustreg Djneshons." he held out a hand. "As your new #1 rival, we should shake hands and promise to do battle again." "Nice to meet you, too?" Habriel said while shaking his hand. "It's no big deal about the whole honor thing, your foot just slipped and-" "NO!" Halustreg snapped. "You've also seen through attacks that took me years to master! My honor is tainted! Until I defeat you, I shall have to dedicate myself to training!" "Okay...." Habriel rubbed the back of his neck after they were done shaking hands. "Good luck with that, I guess..." "See you later, my new rival..." Halustreg said. He turned into a cloud of smoke and flew off. Habriel hid most of his face in the palm of his hand as the monster went away. Skywardsister: The family continued walking. "Seriously, my child, I wouldn't even take his threats to heart," She chuckled and pat his head. "But I'll cheer you on for your next battle... with your #1 rival!" She said in a false booming, announcer voice that sounded more appropriate for a wrestling match. They all laughed. Utadukeeus: "I honestly just hope he doesn't hurt himself again..." Habriel sighed after chuckling to Toriel's joke. "The guy's a kid...Although, I do admit. He's got some stones in more ways than one..." Skywardsister: "Whaddya mean, Habriel?" Frisk asked, not quite understanding what he meant. Utadukeeus: "You'll get it when you're older." Habriel said.

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