20: A Very Belated Very Erscoga Christmas #4... Probably.
Date: 3-3-2024 IDST
(It’s a beautiful, temperate day on Termata. Birds are singing, flowers are blooming… and Nalitie is balanced precariously on a step ladder inside the Spectre Opera House, trying to put the star on a very large Christmas tree. There’s a table set out with a decent looking spread (minus the questionable chip dip from last time) and banners set up in the Erscogan national colors. It is August.)
Nalitie: *struggling* Dang, I feel like we just had Christmas earlier this year… Maybe we should just leave this stuff up in case Christmas strikes when we’re not ready.
Dukermin: *outside hanging lights* What? Did you say something??
Nalitie: Nevermind… *climbing down the ladder very slowly*
(Christine brings out a large cake and sets it on the table. It may or may not be Human SOUL flavored. Ask Erik! Tobias trails along beside her. She tells them not to swipe any frosting.)
Dukermin: *heads back inside* Merry Christmas everybody! You know this time only comes once (or twice or three times) a year so lets make it count!
Nalitie: Do we have guests this year? I made sure to send out invitations but with how our mail and stuff has been acting up…
Dukermin: Mickey whipped up a special surprise this year! They’ll show up later to set them off!
Nalitie: “They”? That’s new.
Dukermin: Well I realized that Mickey has never actually told me their pronouns? I just assume because like it’s Mickey Mouse but we have never really spoken aside from that lovely serenade during the war since we got married so I’ve been wondering…
Nalitie: Ah, gotcha. Let’s see, I sent invitations out to everyone on Pluto, now that they’ve rebuilt after the whole. Uh… Narissa getting killed thing. And I tried to mail some to Lux and Dunkel but I’m not sure that they ever get my mail?? Cause my pigeons never come back when I send them there…
Dukermin: Hmm thats suspicious. Hopefully they’re not trying to contact us about any terrible crises or anything like that.
Nalitie: Yeah… We kinda dropped the ball with Pluto. Hopefully the ambiguously Human SOUL-flavored cake is a good apology though.
(The cake, to Nalitie’s request, has “I’M SORRY PLUTO” frosted on it in big letters, followed by a much smaller “Merry Christmas!”)
AE Tobias: *eyeing the frosting*
Christine: *busy making sure ET doesn’t crawl anywhere he’s not supposed to*
Dukermin: *eyeing AE Tobias and gives a warning glare* *points to the frosting then makes a throat slash gesture*
AE Tobias: *backs away from the cake, disappointed* *sadly* no touch…
Dukermin: *To Nalitie* So should we go check on… one of the many places we should check on?
Nalitie: Yeah, we can invite people in-person. It means more, anyway. Where do we want to start? Our guest list was pretty much everyone in Erscoga.
Dukermin: Maybe lets do Dunkel, but we still have some setting up to do here before we bring people over. *starts arranging centerpieces*
(Everyone continues decorating, with light Christmas music playing in the background, when there’s a sudden, small earthquake.)
Nalitie: *stops and looks around* …
Dukermin: *dropped the centerpieces* :(
Christine: What was that? *soothing ET*
Dukermin: *Hot gluing centerpieces back together* Just a little earthquake I think, its probably nothing.
Nalitie: Yeah, I mean. We have a lot of new plot developments settling since last doc, so maybe it’s just that. Anyway, it’s Christmas, and nothing bad ever happens on Christmas!
Dukermin: So True! Anyway! Lets leave this place and go to Dunkel.
Nalitie: Heck yeah… *to Christine* Are you good watching the kids, Car… Christine? Willia… Willy is in the other room, but I can take one of the kids with me if you want.
Dukermin: Wait a second, did we ever get the Universal Translator ? I know our mail has been a little weird.
Nalitie: Yeah! *pulls a small device out of her pocket* *it looks vaguely like a walkman* They sent this over a couple months ago, after we sent that first shipment.
Dukermin: Oooh gimme *snatch*
Nalitie: Be careful with it, we only have one and our agreement never specified if they’d send us another one…
Dukermin: I'll be so careful until we can get it to Alphys to make more and then I can break it all I want.
Christine: *continuing the conversation thread from many lines ago* Actually, if you could take Lisa and Leonarda, that would be nice.
Nalitie: On it! *runs into the other room* *comes back absolutely engulfed in small children* to Dunkel!
Dukermin: *lunchboxes to Dunkel*
(You have arrived on Dunkel. It is very dark and you cannot see anything.)
Dukermin: *puts on cool DunkelVision glasses that she's painted flames on even though you can't really see that on Dunkel*
Nalitie: Oh, right. *digging in her pockets* *eventually fishes hers out and puts them on as well*
Lisa and Leonarda: *not sure if they like the darkness* *babbling*
Dukermin: Alright… where did we end up.
(You’ve arrive just outside of a large city, there’s a sign that says New Prosperite. The buildings are low to the ground and tightly compacted with one another. A few people are outside but they all seem to be in a hurry to get indoors.)
Nalitie: *yelling into the streets, in English which most of them probably don’t speak fluently* Hello citizens of Dunkel!!! Come to our Christmas Party!!!
Dunkelian: *yells at Nalitie in Dunkelian and gestures wildly at a building*
Dukermin: Uhh they said to get inside… And a bunch of other stuff that the translator didnt catch.
Nalitie: Uhhh ok??? That’s not where our SUPER COOL party is though.
Dunkelians: *yanking children off the sidewalk and throwing them indoors*
Nalitie: Maybe this is part of their Christmas traditions and that’s why they never come to our parties??? *finding the nearest building*
(From beyond the city, you hear a deep rumble, then are blinded as your Dunkelvision goggles are bombarded with a harsh white light. You hear creaking as some of the buildings are bathed in the light.)
Lisanarda: *crying, naturally*
Nalitie: WTF was that???
Dukermin: Uhhhhh *goes inside*
Nalitie: *also goes inside* *phone starts ringing obnoxiously* *fishing around in her pockets*
(The place you’ve entered seems like someone's home. A Dunkelian pokes her head out from a trapdoor in the ground and ushers you down into a cellar.)
Nalite: *on the phone, looking concerned* Uhh ok. Thanks… *hangs up* Santa says Christine says there was another big earthquake on Termata… I don’t know why she didn’t just call me directly???
Dukermin: Who would have ever guessed that that little earthquake would be a bad sign!!?
Dunkelian: *has taken a seat on a mat on the floor next to a pair of children and an older Dunkelian. She invites the two of you to sit as well* We’ll be stuck here for a bit I’m assuming so make yourselves comfortable
Nalitie: *did not catch any of that, is still standing around* So is this all part of your Christmas or something? Seems. Um. Intense and unnecessary???
Dukermin: She says we’ll be stuck for a bit which is not great considering the termata thing? You can ask *gives Nalitie the translator*
Nalitie: Oh ok *puts it on* *to the Dunkelians* can you understand me now? *is talking in their language without realizing it*
Dukermin: Thats rad
Dunkelians: *nod*
OG Dunkelian: Can you understand us? Did you catch that thing about making yourselves comfortable? I can get you a tea… or like a snack?? We’ve stocked this cellar up now because of the situation…
Nalitie: I’m good right now. *to Dukermin* do you want tea?
Dukermin: I am curious about what tea made of darkness is like but maybe we shouldn’t mess with that right now…
Nalitie: *to the Dunkelians* We’re OK for now. So what’s with the giant Christmas light thing? That seems… Like I love that y’all are celebrating the season but it kinda hurts the eyes??? *oblivious to what’s actually going on*
OG Dunkelian: Christmas? We haven’t been able to celebrate anything in months. The “Light Show” is not of our doing. Who are you??
Nalitie: Wait you guys aren’t responsible for that big light??? But it came from your planet???
OG Dunkelian: What are you personally responsible for every little thing that happens on the planet that you live on??
Nalitie: I mean. Kind of. Not entirely, I guess, Dukermin and I share that responsibility.
OG Dunkelian: Oh. Wait a second. I know that name. Dukermin and uh… you are?
Nalitie: *dodging the question* Yeah, Dukermin and I are the queens! *points to Dukermin* That’s Dukermin over there.
Older Dunkelian: *elbows the OG Dunkelian aggressively*
OG: Ow! Pardon my… disrespect, my queens! I did not realize you were… anyway. My name is Maestri and this is my mother Cuber. I’m surprised you don’t know more about our situation…
(There’s another deep rumble from above and some dust slips through the floorboards)
Nalitie: Yeah we’ve been getting that a lot lately… *to Dukermin* Did you know anything about the situation happening here on Dunkel?
Dukermin: *shrugs* We’ve been here like… thrice.
Nalitie: I guess. *to the Dunkelians* Y’all should have. like. called or sent us a letter or something.
Maestri: Mother, didn’t you say that the elders had tried sending letters? We receive the pigeons and send them back wth distressing messages.
Cuber: *nods* You haven’t received the pigeons?
Nalitie: Oh… no, we haven’t. Are all of my pigeons stuck here on Dunkel??? *to Dukermin* dude we really need to get our mail system checked out. Apparently we’ve been missing mail for a long time. No wonder the electric company keeps sending people to my house claiming I haven’t paid any of my bills.
Dukermin: Man and I thought the pigeon system was flawless. Glad I don’t have electricity in my cave.
Nalitie: Yeah, but you DO have a magic man who can make lights out of nothing. With a stick.
Dukermin: Yeah but hes super petty about it.
Maestri: *Only catching Nalitie's half of the conversation* This doesn't seem pressing. Anyway, you’re not beings of darkness… perhaps you could take a look?
Nalitie: I mean… we can. How come you guys can’t? I’ve seen Dunkelians on our other planets before… Is there something weird about this light that I should know about? I have kids I don’t want my face blasted off.
Maestri: Well number one… Im not a mercenary or anything and its not my job to go inspect creepy lights. That was rude.
Cuber: *glares disapprovingly at Maestri* These lights… nobody has gotten near them. They first appeared in the Wilderness. But they’ve steadily started showing up closer to civilization and in increasing frequency. We’re worried they’re connected to the beasts in some way, but we dont know for sure. It also could be connected to Lux, even though there is a truce, we don’t want a war. And going over there guns-a-blazing is not going to make a good impression.
Nalitie: We don’t want a war either, NO WAR. Yeah, Dukermin and I can take a look. *to Dukermin* Hm… between the stuff going on here and the earthquakes, do you think whatever’s happening is happening on all of the planets? Maybe we just can’t see it because it’s already light everywhere else?
Dukermin: Hmm perhaps, I mean this light seems insanely bright here but could be very normal anywhere else I guess.
Nalitie: Ok, so we should go check that out, see what’s up. *has not filled Dukermin in at ALL* *starts leaving*
Dukermin: Oh cool guess were leaving *leaves*
(You leave Maestri and Cuber’s house without saying goodbye.)
(You once again are blinded by the light. It seems to be coming from about a half a mile outside the city. The streets are empty and the buildings crackle, scattering dark dust everywhere. Once your eyes adjust, you can make out what looks like a perfect cylinder of light coming from about a half mile outside of the city.)
Nalitie: Let’s go I guess! *heading off in that direction*
Dukermin: *follows staying as far away from buildings as possible*
(As you approach the light you can hear very confused voices and see figures milling about, may with arms outstretched)
Voice 1: Oh shoot is this moon eclipsed??
Voice 2: No i checked I swear! Maybe we failed to make quota??
Voice 3: *in the distance* 💧︎🕆︎👌︎☺︎☜︎👍︎❄︎ 📂︎ 🕈︎☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎✍︎
Voice 4: *in the distance in the other direction* Paimon doesn’t think we’re in Teyvat anymore…
Dukermin: Hello??
Voice 2: OH SHOOT IS THAT A SKINWALKER STAY AWAY I THOUGHT I DELETED THAT MOD
Voice 4: Hello!!!
Voice 3: 🕈︎☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎📬︎📬︎📬︎✍︎
Nalitie: *fishing a flashlight out of her pockets* I don’t think they have DunkelVision… *turns it on, shines it at Dukermin* EVERYONE COME OVER HERE!!! FOLLOW THE LIGHT!!!
Voice 1: *takes out their flashlight too * Is this an Easter Egg orrrr..??
Voice 4: Look, over there! I can see a person, Traveller, we should go say hi!
Dukermin: *to nalitie* So… this is more silly portal stuff…
Nalitie: I guess, yeah. Crazy that it’s so bright here, though? But I guess if you’re portalling somewhere that’s NOT made of darkness, it’s gonna look pretty crazy. Don’t know why it’s destroying the towns, though???
Voice 3: *still standing at a distance* *to self* ✂︎💣︎✌︎👎︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 👎︎✌︎☼︎😐︎☠︎☜︎💧︎💧︎✂︎✍︎
(Two of the figures have made their way close to you. One of them is a girl with blonde hair with cool-looking flowers tucked into it. She’s wearing a white dress and carrying a sword. A very small person with a blue scarf hovers near her shoulder.)
Dukermin: Welcome to Dunkel! We’re not sure how or why you ended up here, but you’re here now!
Voice 4: Dunkel? I’ve never heard of that before. Oh! Paimon’s Paimon, and this is the Traveller! What’s your name?
Dukermin: Dukermin’s Dukermin, and this is the Nalitie!
Nalitie: “The” Nalitie??? Anyway. Oh, and these are Lisa and Leonarda, my kids *gestures awkwardly* *looking into the distance, forgetting to point the flashlight at people* Who are your friends over there?
Paimon: Friends over where? *did not know that anyone else was here, just heard indistinguishable voices in the distance*
Nalitie: Oh, right… *shines the flashlight over at the people who also have flashlights* Hello! You over there, you should come say hi!
(You see four people in orange jumpsuits and full-face helmets. Two of them are pointing their flashlights at the other two which are doing a little dance. They stop and point at you two before walking over)
Voice 3: *is too far away to see any of what’s happening, can only perceive vague silhouettes of people* 🕈︎☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ ✋︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ 👍︎⚐︎💣︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ☞︎☼︎⚐︎💣︎✍︎
Nalitie: *to the jumpsuited people* Yes hello, what are your names?
Jumpsuit person: I’m Employee 1, and this is Employee 2, and Employee 3, and Employee 4. Do you also work for the Company?
Nalitie: Um. *to Dukermin* Quoi istest ie thas Diction Game cheulgen… *to the Employees* No, I don’t think so. Um… so are those your names or your titles?
Employee 2: We call each other by many names. So the title is most effective at this time.
Nalitie: I see…
Voice 3: *muttering to self in the distance* 💧︎⚐︎💣︎☜︎ 💧︎⚐︎☼︎❄︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 💧︎❄︎☼︎✌︎☠︎☝︎☜︎ ✋︎☠︎📫︎👌︎☜︎❄︎🕈︎☜︎☜︎☠︎ 💧︎❄︎✌︎❄︎☜︎📪︎ 🏱︎☜︎☼︎☟︎✌︎🏱︎💧︎✍︎
Nalitie: Well, welcome to Erscoga, I guess. *gestures with flashlight to Dukermin* This is Dukermin, and we’re the queens here in this dimension. You can’t see anything because we’re on the planet Dunkel right now, and Dunkel is made of darkness, so that’s why you can only see us and each other with the flashlights.
Paimon: Woah! Paimon has never been in a place like Dunkel before!
Dukermin: It’s rather unique! Say, do any of you remember like… what you were doing before coming here? Like… did you… enter this portal of your own freewill or did you just.. Find yourselves here…?
Paimon: Er… *thinking* Paimon doesn’t remember. Do you, Traveller?
Traveller: *pauses for a moment* *shakes head*
Employees: *point at each other*
Employee 1: I think we were just… on the ship? Or maybe we weren’t? Yeah I don’t remember either.
Nalitie: *shining flashlight into the distance, towards Voice 3* *yelling because they’re far away* HEY GUy Over There you should come over and introduce yourself!!! No point in walking around in the dark alone!!!! *waving flashlight like a laser pointer at a cat*
Voice 3: *can’t quite make them out, but starts heading over* *stops about halfway, as soon as they can see that you are a group of humans* ✏︎✏︎✏︎
Dukermin: pspspspsps
Nalitie: Yes hello you were doing very good, but we are over here *waving flashlight more insistently*
Voice 3: ☠︎⚐︎📬︎
Dukermin: Oh you sound kinda familiar..?
Nalitie: *tilting head, thinking* Yeah, you do. *louder, to Voice 3* Do we know you????
Voice 3: *you can’t tell, but they sound derisive* ✋︎ 👎︎⚐︎☠︎🕯︎❄︎ 💧︎🕆︎🏱︎🏱︎⚐︎💧︎☜︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎🕯︎☼︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☟︎🕆︎💣︎✌︎☠︎💧︎ ☼︎☜︎💧︎🏱︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎✋︎👌︎☹︎☜︎ ☞︎⚐︎☼︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 👎︎☜︎✌︎❄︎☟︎💧︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 💣︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎❄︎☜︎☼︎ ☼︎✌︎👍︎☜︎ ✋︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 🕈︎✌︎☼︎✍︎
Nalitie: Uh we can’t understand you but if you come closer you would probably be in range of our Universal Translator and we could talk!!! Also, like, we can all go to one of the planets where we can see stuff rather than fumbling around in the dark, I don’t have any more sets of DunkelVision on me at the moment… *carefully walking closer, also wants to get a look at the portal before it closes*
Voice 3: *backing away, magic coalescing at their fingertips*
Nalitie: *trying to peer into the portal* *catches a glimpse of some rainbow colors before the portal closes*
(Everything is dark now, except for whatever is in your flashlight beams.)
Nalitie: *stumbles* Dang! I have no idea what that was… *to Voice 3, yelling only a little because they’re far away* Anyway do you remember how you got here???
Voice 3: ✋︎🕯︎💣︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎ ❄︎☜︎☹︎☹︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ ✌︎☠︎✡︎❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎☝︎📬︎ ☟︎⚐︎🕈︎ 👎︎⚐︎ ✋︎ 😐︎☠︎⚐︎🕈︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎💧︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎☠︎🕯︎❄︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎☼︎ 👎︎⚐︎✋︎☠︎☝︎✍︎
Dukermin: Hmmm he seems angry…
Nalitie: *to Dukermin* Laet unum ienens acna Termata… unis alalnic prohe acna querum…
Dukermin: gucte ansil. *Sets up a lunchbox portal to Termata Opera House* Head on in everybody!
Paimon: Ooh, what’s that? *has never seen a lunchbox in her life*
Dukermin: This is like… our method of transportation. We’re gonna go to a cool christmas party and… not be here in the darkness.
Paimon: *has never heard of Christmas* *to her companion* What do you think, Traveller? We should go, right?
Traveller: *shrugs*
Nalitie: *heads back over to the group* Here, I’ll show you how! We have it set up so all you have to do is climb in! *does that, looking awkward squeezing into a tiny lunchbox with two almost-one-year-old infants strapped to her body*
Employees: *point at the thing and one by one go through*
Paimon and Traveller: *follow*
Voice 3: *still standing in the distance, squinting suspiciously*
Dukermin: You too! *Cosmic bubbles him and slam dunks him into the portal* *Follows behind*
Voice 3: *flailing uselessly*
(Everyone tumbles out in the Spectre Opera House, in the middle of the Christmas party. Things are hopping compared to when you left. Sans, true to form, has set up a “fruit punch slip’n’slide” and is charging like 5 Loaves per person. Papyrus is nagging him for it. Christine is re-arranging presents underneath the Christmas tree while Willy and Steven read a story to the Tobiases. Doug and Homeless Henry have returned, for actual Christmas this time and not the bean convention. Artemis is in the corner, admiring the lights, and Bruce is playing with her squirrel. Ask Erik! Tobias squeals as everyone comes crashing onto the dance floor in a heap.)
Dukermin: *forgot to take off DunkelVision glasses and screams in agony before ripping them off*
Nalitie: *squinting, feeling around her face to take hers off*
Lisanarda: *asleep after being in the dark for so long*
Traveller: *stands up, squinting around while her eyes adjust* ???
Paimon: *sees the food on the table* Woah…. Is this some sort of party??? *to Dukermin* Can we have some?!!
Dukermin: Yes go ahead! Merry Christmas!
Papyrus: *goes off to visit with Henry and Doug*
Voice 3: *you can see now that he’s a skeleton in a dark sweater and a long white coat, with glasses taped to his face. He looks… concerned.* *in the cosmic bubble, freaking out* 🕈︎☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ ✌︎💣︎ ✋︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ☟︎⚐︎🕈︎ 👎︎✋︎👎︎ 🕈︎☜︎ ☝︎☜︎❄︎ ☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎✍︎ *probably eye-glowing in some sort of freaked-out way*
Dukermin: Oh sorry about that *frees him*
Nalitie: *once again tries to go over to talk using the Universal Translator* Hello this is our Christmas Party! We’re on the planet Termata now so we can see! Can you tell us your name?
Voice 3: *distracted, sees Sans in the corner* ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎📫︎📫︎ ☟︎⚐︎🕈︎ 👎︎✋︎👎︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 👎︎⚐︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎💧︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎📬︎📬︎📬︎ 🕈︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 🕈︎☜︎✌︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☝︎✍︎ ☟︎⚐︎🕈︎ 👎︎✋︎👎︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ ☝︎☜︎❄︎ ☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎✍︎ *storms over there*
Dukermin: Heyyy skeleton pals! That's wild, but I don't know if you’re from the same thing..?
Sans: *sees Voice 3 coming* heyo buddy, it’s 5 loaves to go on this slip’n’slide. unless you’re looking for the special discount, in which case it’s 6.
Voice 3: *stops in his tracks, utterly baffled by the string of words that Sans just said* ✂︎💧︎☹︎✋︎🏱︎🕯︎☠︎🕯︎💧︎☹︎✋︎👎︎☜︎✂︎✍︎ ✂︎☹︎⚐︎✌︎✞︎☜︎💧︎✂︎✍︎ 🕈︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ ❄︎✌︎☹︎😐︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ✌︎👌︎⚐︎🕆︎❄︎✍︎ ☟︎⚐︎🕈︎ 👎︎✋︎👎︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ ☝︎☜︎❄︎ ⚐︎🕆︎❄︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☹︎✌︎👌︎✍︎ 🕈︎☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ 💧︎🕆︎👌︎☺︎☜︎👍︎❄︎ 📄︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ✌︎☹︎🏱︎☟︎✡︎💧︎✍︎
Dukermin: *to Nalitie* This guy seems real interested in the slip’n’side, maybe it’s a skeleton thing.?
Nalitie: I guess… *squinting suspiciously now that she can see him, he seems familiar* *gives the translator to Dukermin* maybe you could try getting close enough to talk to him?
Dukermin: Mission Accepted. *somersaults under the table towards the slip’n’slide*
Sans: *to Voice 3* so uh… did you come over here just to stare at me or are you gonna ride the slip’n’slide? dunno about you, but 4 out of 10 folks at this party have said it’s pretty fun.
Dukermin: *using the universal translator as a walkie talkie even though no ones on the other end* I’ve approached the target, attempting translation now. *beep boop*
Voice 3: *doesn’t notice that she’s there yet, still thinking about Sans* *muttering to self* ✋︎ 👎︎⚐︎☠︎🕯︎❄︎ ☼︎☜︎👍︎✌︎☹︎☹︎ 💧︎☜︎☜︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ ✋︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ 👎︎✌︎☼︎😐︎ 🏱︎☹︎✌︎👍︎☜︎🖴︎ ✋︎☞︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ ☞︎☜︎☹︎☹︎ ✌︎☞︎❄︎☜︎☼︎ 💣︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎☠︎ ☟︎⚐︎🕈︎ 👎︎✋︎👎︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ ☝︎☜︎❄︎ ☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ 👌︎☜︎☞︎⚐︎☼︎☜︎ ✋︎ 👎︎✋︎👎︎✍︎
Universal Translator: I DON'T RECALL SEEING YOU IN THAT DARK PLACE; IF YOU FELL AFTER ME THEN HOW DID YOU GET HERE BEFORE I DID?
Dukermin: Hm. Don’t know what that means. *attempts to silently get Sans’s attention by waving*
Sans: *has become uncomfortable with the guy staring at him and muttering to himself in a language he can’t understand, looks around* *sees Dukermin* oh, hey. wanna ride the slip’n’slide? with the royal discount, it’s only 8 loaves.
Dukermin: *facepalms and checks to see if voice 3 noticed her*
Voice 3: *did in fact notice her* *has his arm outstretched, hand glowing blue like he tried to do something* *whatever it was didn’t work and he looks at his hand, confused*
Dukermin: *waves awkwardly at voice 3 from under the table* So uhhh… come here often?
Voice 3: Who are you and how did you bring me here? I know humans are unthinkably powerful, but you’re not gods.
Dukermin: Welllll… nevermind. We didn’t do this. We’re as confused as you are. My name is Dukermin, and the other human that was with me is Nalitie. *still under the table*
Nalitie: *off in the background, sharing a cupcake with Ask Erik! Tobias* *has given Lisanarda to Willy Wonka for the moment*
Dukermin: Who are you?
Voice 3: *muttering to himself again* perhaps some sort of alternate reality? If the CORE functions by maintaining an uncollapsed quantum state over a large homogeneous mass of magic[1], then…
AE Tobias: *has been going around talking to all of the new people* *has heard Voice 3 talking and comes running over* is void friend! but different? ✋︎ 💣︎✋︎💧︎💧︎☜︎👎︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 🖳︎✆︎
Dukermin: Did Tobias just speak in wingdings…? Anyway hmm so void friend plus skeleton plus knowing Sans plus wingdings… Nalitie knows something about this.
Voice 3: *is staring at Tobias like they have three heads* How on Earth…?
Tobias: 👌︎🕆︎❄︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ ⚐︎☠︎ 🏱︎☹︎🕆︎❄︎⚐︎✍︎
Voice 3: *squinting suspiciously at the obviously human child who should not be able to understand Wingdings, much less speak in them*
Dukermin: Hey Nalitie are you getting any of this?
Nalitie: *is way across the room sampling beans*
Dukermin: *To Voice 3* You stay here. *runs to Nalitie and relays information about tobias knowing voice 3 from the void, knowing sans but sans doesn't know him, wingdings, uhhhh yeah thats the main stuff*
Nalitie: Oh THAT’S where I know that guy from!!! *yelling across the room obnoxiously* You’re Dr. Gaster and you made the CORE in the Underground! How did you get here, do you remember what happened before you got to Dunkel???
Party Guests: *turning to stare*
Tobias: *running over to Nalitie* is friend! Is void friend! 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎ 💣︎☜︎✏︎
Nalitie: *concerned look at her roommates mysterious child from the void, thinking about other weird things they’ve done since coming to Erscoga* Ok.
Gaster: *heard “you made the CORE”* *walking over so that they stop yelling, but maintaining a respectable distance* Ah, so you’ve heard about my work? Of course you have, I'm responsible for every great accomplishment of my species. Well... almost every accomplishment. Really, in a sense, you're privileged to know me.[1] *is wary, but also very conceited when it comes to his work*
Dukermin: oh that’s interesting hmm… I thought we brought every Undertale character over that… you know… existed ..
Nalitie: *to Gaster* did you miss coming through the Erscoga hole the first time? Cause we opened that to land on Pluto, not Dunkel…
Dukermin: How could we have missed someone though? Like if we were being selective even accidentally why would we have a flowey.
Nalitie: Also, didn’t Mettaton mention once that you guys met a Frisk who fell into a totally empty Underground? You’d think that if there was just one monster left in the Underground, they’d be able to find them… the Underground’s not THAT big…
Gaster: *is trying to follow the conversation but has no idea about the whole “we ground severed everyone out of the Underground” thing and is confused* What do you mean an “empty Underground?” What is this “Erscoga hole” you keep talking about?
Dukermin: The Hole to Erscoga of course. Ok so… you know about the character so obviously this character like is a thing, but somehow is like… disconnected from the.. I guess physical Undertale location because… Wait where do you live?
Gaster: Why would I tell two human strangers where I live?
Dukermin: Like you live with the other monsters right? Not on some secluded desert island that we might have missed with the ground sever tool?
Gaster: “Ground sever tool”?
Dukermin: Y know like we would use to sever the ground to then put in the hole to Erscoga.
Gaster: *squinting suspiciously at Dukermin*
(As you continue going back and forth about Erscoga-specific terms in very vague ways, you hear a large clap of thunder. The ground shakes again, this time harder than before. Christine catches a bowl of chips before they can land on Erscoga Tobias, who has been crawling around near the table. Sans slips on his fruit punch slip’n’slide. The lights flicker momentarily.)
Dukermin: Oh yeah that’s happening too.
Nalitie: Maybe we should go see if that’s happening elsewhere, too… Or if there’s any portals happening with those earthquakes, like on Dunkel…
Dukermin: Yeah, we do need to figure out whats going on because the portals seem to really be messing with the Dunkelians buildings.
Gaster: *deep in thought* Portals…? *thinking about an experiment he did somewhat recently that went BADLY*
Nalitie: Ugh hopefully that’s not messing with the buildings here on Termata, we’ve already had so much building to do on Pluto. Also hopefully there’s nothing messing with the buildings on Pluto, we JUST rebuilt again.
Dukermin: if we’re going to pluto, we should bring Gaster, because it might give us some answers on why we missed him the first time… *preps a lunchbox*
Gaster: I’m not going anywhere with you. Why should I trust you when apparently you’ve been abducting monsters?
Dukermin: Yeah yeah yeah *puts him in a bubble and sends him through*
Nalitie: *follows*
(You arrive on Pluto. Something has, in fact, been messing with the buildings on Pluto. Undyne’s newly-rebuilt house is OK and no longer on fire, but there are a bunch of melted holes in her yard. The newly-rebuilt Best Western is mostly OK, but there’s a large hole underneath one wing of the hotel that looks precarious. Papyrus’s shed is still surrounded by yellow police tape, but their house looks ok. Alphys’s lab is at a much less violent angle than before, because the ground on one side of the hole it’s been sitting in is melted. The surface of Pluto is pock-marked with holes of various sizes.)
(Callie and Chara are sitting in their box, unperturbed. Undyne is filling in a hole with the help of a red-haired guy in a large black coat that you don’t recognize. Two surprisingly normal-looking men are gazing up at the Mettaton statue on the Callie/Sans box in wonder. A pink-haired woman with a monocle is taking pictures of Papyrus’s shed.)
Nalitie: Oh. Well that’s not as bad as usual, I guess.
Gaster: *tumbling around in the bubble* *probably cursing at them* … is that my house?
Dukermin: Wait which one is your house??
Gaster: *is attempting to stand up, but can’t because he’s in a round bubble* *looking at Sans’n’Pap’s house*
Dukermin: Ohhh so yeah this doesn't make sense *frees him*
Nalitie: *walking towards Sans’n’Pap’s house* This one? *falls in a hole because she’s not watching where she’s going and becomes soaked and COLD*
Dukermin: *helps Nalitie out of the wet and cold* Soo you did live in Monster Town so you definitely should have been picked up with everyone else… Unless…
Gaster: “Monster Town”?
Nalitie: Oh, actually, if anyone is going to know our mystery guest maybe it would be Asgore. He probably took a census at some point, right?
Gaster: *is very confused by everything that’s happening* You know Asgore…?
Dukermin: Do you know Asgore?
Gaster: … Of course I do. He is my king, just as he is for any other monster.
Dukermin: And yet… Its almost as if you… *turns to camera* don’t exist…
Camera girl: *snaps picture of Dukermin and jets off*
Gaster: I beg your pardon??? I’ll have you know that I am a well-known monster in the Underground, responsible for our civilization’s main power source and many other groundbreaking discoveries as the Royal Scientist!
Dukermin: Sans didn’t seem to have any idea who you were.. And yes we know that you’re the Royal Scientist… like by word of mouth only.
Nalitie: Uh isn’t Alphys the Royal Scientist?
Gaster: ???
Dukermin: So maybe we should go talk to Alphys, theoretically she should know you really well if you worked on the CORE
Nalitie: That’s a good idea. This way! *going over to Alphys’s lab, shivering and trying not to fall in any more holes* Is it just me or is the door closer to the ground than usual? *looking at the ground/holes*
Dukermin: Sinking probably. It’s fine. They’ve seen worse.
(After less climbing than usual, you enter Alphys’s lab. The lights are off, and the door into the True Lab is open. Piggy and the Narrator are here, looking frightened.)
Dukermin: Oh heyyy how’s it going? Probably not great…
Nalitie: How did you guys get up here? I thought you lived downstairs. Anyway, have you seen Alphys?
Piggy and Narrator: *literally do not know who Alphys is*
Dukermin: Lab coat… yellow…
Narrator: *points at the True Lab door*
Piggy: *grabs his hand to stop him from pointing* Oh no, you don’t want to go down there. Something bad’s happening down there.
Dukermin: That’s fine. Lets go squad *through the door*
(You head down into the True Lab. Gaster seems to recognize the place, but also looks a little lost. You can hear the amalgamates in some of the other rooms and… you think you hear someone crying.)
Dukermin: Probably want to follow the crying noises, huh? *follows crying noises*
Nalitie: *following her, happy to be indoors and trying to figure out which layers she can shed without being indecent because they’re cold and soaking*
Gaster: *following, shutting up for once* *is looking around and seems to not be finding what he’s looking for*
(As you head down the hall, the crying becomes more distinct, and you can hear Alphys’s voice apologizing, as well as a vague, echoey “nyeh heh” followed by eight repetitions of “who’s there?”)
Dukermin: We’re here, the Queens! And some guy!
(When you step inside the room, you can see Alphys huddled on the ground in the corner. In front of her, standing at like 7 feet tall, is a very squishy-looking being that looks a little bit like Papyrus, if Papyrus normally had Sans glitched through his chest.)
Dukermin: Oh that’s new.
Gaster: *has never seen an Amalgamate before* Dear God…
Nalitie: Uhhhh that is new. Weren’t Sans and Papyrus just at our party though??? *takes out her phone, attempts to call them…*
Alphys: *sees everyone* *sobbing* I swear I didn’t do this!!!! T-they just walked in here like this!
Dukermin: We believe you, don’t worry! We’re going to sort this out! There have been some portal shenanigans… anyway… no worries *stares in horror*
Nalitie: The call didn’t go through. *staring up at what’s probably the Papyrus head* Hello there… You’re Sans and Papyrus, right?
🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴: *says something unintelligible*
Dukermin: Cool. *To Nalitie* Universal Translator didn’t get any of that… It doesn’t seem hostile though..?
Nalitie: *digging through her pockets* Would you like, um… *pulls out some SPLARGH* some cereal? *offers two handfuls*
🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴: *grabs like three pieces with their very goopy hands, shovels them in* frie…nd? (hungry…)
Dukermin: Yyyyes!! Friends!
Gaster: *staring in horror*
Nalitie: *gives them a very careful pat on the Sans head since it’s the only part she can reach* *comes away with sticky hands* There’s lots of friends around here for you…
🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴: iissss ffriendddd *attempts a hug*
Nalitie: *is now uncomfortably wet AND sticky* OKAy, yep…! Friend…
Dukermin: Umm.. anyway.. We did come find you for a reason… *scoots past the new friend*
Alphys: *has calmed down a little* *stands up*
Dukermin: *points to Gaster* You know this guy?
Alphys: *thinking very hard about it* Um… I-I don’t um… sorry, no…? *looking him up and down* But um… are… are you… ok? You have uh… *gestures at two very large cracks in his face and what looks like small fractures in other places on his body*
Gaster: *staring at her in confusion* Alphys…? What do you mean you don’t know who I am? We’ve worked together for years…
Alphys: *blank stare* I’m uh… I’m sorry, I don’t understand you…
Dukermin: *Translates for her*
Alphys: I-I’m sorry, I don’t, um… As far as I know I’ve worked alone since, um. For. Uh. P-pretty much the whole time??? (Not, uh, counting Mettaton’s “help” on his body…)
Dukermin: Who all worked on the CORE?
Alphys: *opens mouth to respond* *pauses* *looks very confused* I’m um… I’m not sure, actually. It… It must have been whoever was, um… it must have been the Royal Scientist before me b-but… Now that you mention it I… I don’t… I c-can’t think of who that was…? (I feel like I should know that…)
Dukermin: It’s alright. Have you heard the name Gaster before?
Alphys: *slowly shakes her head*
Gaster: *staring intently*
Dukermin: Hmmmm… Interesting… something voidy is going on here it seems.
Nalitie: *half-encased in a very goopy hug* Maybe he’s from a different timeline…?
(As you muse about this, the ground beneath the lab shifts. Everyone is thrown off-balance.)
Dukermin: *cosmic bubbles as many as she can as she goes flying*
Everyone: *tumbling around in the cosmic bubbles*
(Eventually, the lab settles again. Everything has been thrown off of the shelves. Nalitie is all tangled up in 🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴. Gaster is at the bottom of a bubble, flat on his face in a super undignified manner. Alphys didn’t fare much better.)
Dukermin: *looks super cool in her cosmic bubble and not undignified cuz she’s used to this stuff* So… anyway.
Nalitie: *getting up, scooting away from 🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴 inside the bubble* We should probably figure that out… Alphys, do you wanna keep them *gesturing at 🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴* here while we do that? Otherwise uhh… They could go in my bunker???
Alphys: *🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴 makes her incredibly uncomfortable but she’s too polite to ask Nalitie to take them with her*
Dukermin: That seems like a good idea. Maybe we should get the lab secured and then set them up at your place.
Nalitie: Yeah, that’s probably good. Christine and the kids should all be at the Christmas party still, so they won’t be uh… freaked out by all of this.
Dukermin: yyyeah. Okay cool any ideas on how to keep the lab from falling in?
Nalitie: Hmm… *taps on the bubble* We’d have to go outside to look but maybe if we just put something under it??? Or we could move it, I guess, but there’s holes all over so I don’t think that would work very well…
Dukermin: *frees everyone from the bubbles* Lets go outside!
Gaster: *falls flat on his face on the ground* *cursing*
Dukermin: *to the outside*
(The giant hole underneath Alphys’s lab is bigger than when you last saw it. If you look inside of it, you can see what looks like an oceanic world. Best not to let the lab fall into that… The half that’s usually buried in the ground is still buried in the ground a little, but the other half of the lab dangles precariously over the hole. It’s nearly in the normal orientation for a building, rather than perpendicular to the ground.)
Nalitie: *peering into the hole, trying to figure out where that is* *unsure if that’s just what’s always under the Pluto glaciers*
Dukermin: So… do you think these are the portals that have been showing up everywhere or that this is something different?
Nalitie: I mean… it could be. I don’t think we’d really know unless we went in, though. *fishing in her pockets for a rock or something*
Dukermin: Well now I kinda wanna go in.
(Inside the hole, you see a suspiciously human looking girl swim by, followed closely by a sea lion. She doesn’t appear to be wearing any kind of diving gear. She disappears from view as she crosses the other side of the hole.)
Dukermin: Okay so probably a portal. Unless Pluto is known for having people swimming around near its core…?
Nalitie: Given the stuff happening on Dunkel, my bet’s on portal, yeah…
Dukermin: So… I mean it seems like the portal is about done since we can see clear into the … other side. So maybe it would be better to find some way to secure the lab in this location rather than move it since another portal could just appear. Perhaps a hammock or something?
Nalitie: Ooh, yeah… … I don’t have a hammock on me umm *digging in her pockets for something to make a net or something out of.
Alphys: *trying to avoid 🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴 without making it seem like that’s what she’s doing*
Gaster: *watching all of this go down with a blank look, unsure what all this portal stuff means*
Dukermin: *checks in her pockets for something too* *pulls out two snails and then puts them back gently* I don’t have anything.
Nalitie: *pulls out the Pocket Magician™* Hey, Pocket Magician™, long time no see… any chance you could magic up a big net for us?
Pocket Magician ™ : *gasps for air* HELLO HELLO HELLO AUDIENCE!! WHAT A LOVELY DAY IT IS *throws a bunch of tiny cards in the air and they all land in a deck in his hands* PICK A CARD ANY CARD!!!
Nalitie: Um… not sure how that’s gonna help us get a net but… *points at a card*
Gaster: *raises an… eyebrow? brow bone? at whatever this is*
Pocket Magician ™: EXCELLENT CHOICE! NOW ILL JUST PUT THAT BACK IN THE DECK *does a flip up to the tiny card in nalities hand and snatches it* *puts the entire deck into his mouth and chews it up* ALRIGHT NOW CHECK BEHIND YOUR EAR
Nalitie: ????? *does so*
(There is a very tiny card behind Nalitie’s ear, it’s of course your card)
Pocket Magician ™: ILL TAKE THAT BACK IF YOU DON’T MIND!! *Holds his lil hand out*
Nalitie: *gives the card back* Look, that’s… nice, but uh… we kinda have a crisis to deal with so if you can’t make a net that’s fine…
Pocket Magician ™: NOW FOR MY NEWEST TRICK: FEAST YOUR EYES ON THIS ILLUSION TURNED REALITY WITH THE HELP OF….. MAAAGGGICC *starts blowing into the card*
(AS the Pocket Magician ™ starts blowing into the card, it inflates, the paper turning into a woven net. He pauses for a bit)
Pocket Magician ™: LET ME KNOW WHEN ITS BIG ENOUGH TO SUIT YOUR FANCY!! I COULD DO THIS ALLL DAY!! *huffs and puffs*
Nalitie: *stops him once it’s more than big enough to fit underneath the whole lab* Holy buckets! That was good. *applauding with the hand that isn’t holding the Pocket Magician™*
Gaster: ???????
Dukermin: WHOOOO *applauds*
Pocket magician ™: THANK YOU THANK YOU I’LL BE HERE ALL WEEK *flash of light and lasers come out of Nalities pocket* * he does a somersault back into said pocket*
Nalitie: … OK! *grabbing a corner of the net* This’ll work… *secures her corner to the ground, outside the hole*
Dukermin: *grabs another corner and slides it underneath the visible parts of the lab* *stakes it into the ground*
Nalitie: *securing the other two corners*
(It’s not your prettiest work, but it’ll hold.)
Nalitie: OK cool, so we should bring these guys *gestures at 🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴* back to my vent hole, and then… figure things out from there. *fishing in her pockets for a lunchbox portal*
Dukermin: *To Gaster* We’re all heading to Nalitie’s place now. You as well.
Gaster: *unhappy* I suppose I don’t have any choice in the matter?
Dukermin: Nope! *invites him through*
Nalitie: *lightly shoving*
Gaster: *goes through the portal*
Nalitie: *to Alphys* I’m sure we’ll be back at some point to uh… help fix whatever’s going on here. Don’t worry too much about it! *heads through the portal, holding 🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴’s hand*
Dukermin: *gives Alphys a thumbs up and heads through*
(You have arrived on Termata, just outside of Nalitie’s house. Nalitie goes up to her front door, 🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴 trailing behind her, and fishes around for her house key. She unlocks the door and invites everyone inside.)
(The house is quiet, and all the lights are off, since everyone is at the Christmas party other than Mog Jr. The couch blasts off into space.)
Gaster: O_O
Nalitie: Don’t worry about it. *leading 🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴 towards the VR room, laying down pieces of SPLARGH in a little trail*
Dukermin: *Giving Gaster an unwanted tour* So that was the couch that goes to the space station, uhh here’s a kitchen with kitchen stuff in it… here's the VR room… here's the shower/tub combo, revolutionary…uhh down here are some coffins…
Gaster: *spends an uncomfortable amount of time staring at the coffins, which just so happen to be the ones Asgore used to have in his basement, with the bodies of the first 6 fallen humans*
Dukermin: The SOULs are gone but there are still bodies in there for some reason.
Gaster: Do I even want to know why you have these? *gesturing* *pauses* *looks at the one with a red SOUL icon on it and frowns*
Dukermin: Probably not. *starts to leave*
Gaster: *under his breath* “Chara”...? That’s… odd.
Dukermin: oOh *turns back* Do you know them? Could give us some clues…
Gaster: This is the first human’s coffin, is it not? Why does it have someone else’s name on it? Or does your friend simply have a macabre sense of humor?
Dukermin: Hmm what name would you expect to be on it?
Gaster: … Radic. That was the first human’s name. *frowns, then finally actually looks at Dukermin, catching himself* I’m not sure why I’m even bothering to tell you about it.
Dukermin: *shrugs* People like telling me stuff. I’m a good listener sometimes!
Mog Jr.: *making noise from the other room*
Nalitie: *upstairs, wondering where everyone went, having successfully secured 🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴🦴 in her bunker with a bunch of cereal and candy and stuff* Hello????
Dukermin: HELLO! We’re with the dead bodies!!
Nalitie: *coming down the stairs* … why?
Dukermin: I like it down here it’s peaceful also do you know anything about the first human being known as Radic?
Nalitie: I mean… not in the version of Undertale that we emptied out, no… We literally have that human on Pluto and their name is Chara??? They live in the box with Callie and Sans???
Dukermin: Maybe it’s like a cool nickname. Anyway Gaster seems to recall the first human being Radic, not Chara. Kinda interesting.
Nalitie: *frowning* *kind of glances back at him* Ic cogar quer istestnic evon unrer amiagenet abensio… Ellvie istest waum quer iscirnic diidgen abed quoi.
Dukermin: Abed quer iscir mati diidgen aber Undertale. (“But he knows many things about Undertale.”)
Nalitie: Etti… Deive Undertale abensio, tuun?
Dukermin: Ellvie ninic canon? (“Maybe not canon?”)
Gaster: “Undertale”? “Canon”? If you two are done talking about me directly in front of my face, I’m sure there’s something better we could be doing other than standing in this room full of coffins. For example, you could let me go about my business in peace and stop dragging me with you everywhere.
Dukermin: Okay but what is your business exactly??
Gaster: None of yours, thank you.
Dukermin: In case you haven’t noticed, you’re not exactly in Kansas anymore.. AKA wherever you call home, whatever dimension that is. We can’t help you get back to where you came from if we can’t figure out where it is that you came from.
Nalitie: And we can’t do that until we figure out why a portal would have opened up from wherever you’re from to Erscoga. Are you sure you don’t remember what you were doing before you got here?
Gaster: Plummeting to my death. I can only assume this is some twisted sort of afterlife where I’m going to spend eternity atoning for my sins in the form of being forced to accompany idiotic humans on meaningless adventures for the rest of my days.
Dukermin: *translates for Nalitie* Doesn’t sound pleasant to us either, frankly.
Nalitie: Yeah, Dukermin already lives with one grumpy old man, and my house is WAY too full to accept more residents. Although I’m sure Bee would enjoy it… *still confused about her roommate’s confusing void child*
Dukermin: We definitely don’t have to stay in the coffin room, though. I suppose we should get back to the party…
Nalitie: Oh, right, the party… *heads back upstairs* *the couch has returned* Oh, good. *heads out the front door*
Dukermin *adios* *to the party*
(As the three of you head down the street towards the Opera House, there’s another HUGE clap of thunder. You can see some sort of light in the distance, far to the west towards Mackinac, clearly too bright to be actual lightning. The ground beneath you shakes violently.)
Dukermin: Ahh I can never remember what I supposed to do during earthquakes *stop drop and rolls*
Nalitie: *lays on the ground in the middle of the road*
Gaster: *wondering how he got himself into this, probably even more convinced that this is just his own personal version of Hell*
Dukermin: *gets up and brushes herself off when the shaking stops* That isn’t ominous at all.
Nalitie: *also getting up* Where did that even come from? *standing on her tiptoes, looking west as if that’s going to let her see wherever that was*
Dukermin: From Mackinac’s general direction. Should we… go take a look or…?
Nalitie: Probably, yeah. Maybe whatever’s making the portals is over there. *trying to figure out the best mode of transportation*
Dukermin: Hmm is it van time?
Nalitie: I think it is! *to the van* *gently but insistently pushing Gaster towards the van*
Dukermin: *excitedly hops into the very reliable van*
Nalitie: *getting the portal set up*
Gaster: *came from an era before cars, has never been in a van*
Nalitie: *backs out of the driveway, then activates the van’s portal powers, aiming for Mackinac Island*
(The van lands in the front lawn of the Best Western in Mackinaw City.)
Nalitie: Oh, dangit… *the van is stuck in the mud, unable to get enough traction* We might have to walk and take the ferry.
Dukermin: *attempts to use a cosmic bubble to give it some leverage*
(The van sputters. It seems the battery has died.)
Dukermin: Yeahhhh i guess *to the ferry*
(And so the trio walked to the ferry, stole a boat, and finally made it to Mackinac Island…)
(Night has fallen over Mackinac Island, and the streets are fairly empty. The air is tense, though. You can see people in the windows of hotels pointing into the sky, talking to each other. A few people stand in doorways, looking down the street, speaking in hushed murmurs.)
Dukermin: *looks up to where everyone is pointing*
(The clouds are swirling in the sky over the forest of Mackinac Island State Park. It looks like a storm is brewing, but there’s no rain and—as far as you can tell—the air is dry.)
Nalitie: Dang… That’s, um. Probably not normal.
Dukermin: Probably not. *Looks to see if the storm is like… centered over a specific spot or swirling around a certain point*
(The clouds funnel down towards the ground in a perfect cone. Looks like a tornado is brewing, but it seems to not be moving.)
Nalitie: *actively stealing a bike*
Dukermin: Lot of stealing today *snags a tandem bike for her and Gaster*
Gaster: *reluctantly getting on the bike* *has never seen a bike before, either*
(You head off down the road towards the State Park. The air seems to thicken around you, and you can feel Gaster gathering a static charge behind you. The swirl of clouds seems centered over Skull Cave.)
Dukermin: *hair getting all staticky in the back* Hey gaster could you knock that off… Your static is messing up my hair.
Gaster: It’s not my fault. It must be this strange thunderstorm that’s brewing. *seems a little spikier-looking than usual*
Dukermin: You better not get struck by lightning while we’re sharing a metal bike *ducks into the cave for cover being careful to NOT TOUCH THE WALLS*
Nalitie: *gets off of her bike before going in*
(Deep inside the cave, you can hear someone sobbing. There’s a huge flash from somewhere deep in the cave, and another deafening clap of thunder. The ground shakes momentarily, but the cave doesn’t collapse on you, at least. The static charge in the air dissipates.)
Dukermin: *trying to smooth her hair back down* Alrighty then, we got an ominously named cave with sobbing coming from inside. Cool stuff. *heads deeper in*
Nalitie: *shrugs and follows her, dragging Gaster along behind them*
(As you come to the back of the shallow cave, you see a woman curled in a ball on the ground, sobbing. She’s barefoot, a pair of sturdy leather boots sitting next to her. To her left, a big interdimensional portal is open, a swirl of purple and stars. Two women come out of it—one dressed in fantastical colors, and the other in a blood-stained floral shirt and red vest.)
???: And in this universe—*stops and actually looks around, sees Dukermin and Nalitie and Gaster* … Actually, this one doesn’t look familiar at all.
???2: What? What do you mean it’s not familiar??? We just came from a universe where we were rocks and you’re telling me that this one is weird to you? What about the one where I have hot dogs for fingers???
Dukermin: Umm… Welcome to Erscoga!
Nalitie: I’m Nalitie, and this is Dukermin, and that cranky skeleton man is Gaster. *pointing at everyone in turn* And I don’t know who that person is *points at the sobbing lady, who looks up at everyone with uncertainty*
Dukermin: To put it simply, portals have been opening up in our… dimension here and dropping folks in. We’re working on it but you’re probably going to be stuck here for a bit…
(As if on cue, the portal behind them closes.)
???: Hmph. It’s no matter. I can’t be bound by time and space. You wouldn’t understand. *pauses for an awkward amount of time* *mutters* why isn’t this working?
Dukermin: Were you… trying to do something just then?
???: Why… why can’t I feel any of the other… *looking around, panicking, as if she’s forgetting who she is*
???2: Joy? What’s wrong?
Joy: *angrily* shhh! *waves a hand in ???2’s direction* I’m trying to… where… who… *suddenly very confused* Where am I? This… this isn’t my home??? *looking at herself* What am I wearing?
Dukermin: Uhhh…
Nalitie: Welcome to Mackinac Island I guess? We are in a very creepy shallow cave!
Sobbing Woman: *no longer sobbing, stands up* *putting her boots back on carefully* Oh God, I’m so sorry… I–I didn’t mean to do this… I haven’t meant to be doing this, and I thought if I buried myself here it would stop but… *about to break down again*
Dukermin: Whoa whoa whoa doing what exactly?
Woman Who Is No Longer Sobbing: The portals, I… All these people, oh God, I’ve been making such a mess of the multiverse and I can’t get it to stop…! *having a panic attack*
Dukermin: Oh no I’m bad at this stuff *sits down to join her* Hey, what’s your name?
Woman Who Is Sobbing Again: My… my name? O-oh, I guess I didn’t, um. *taking deep breaths* I’m Aubrey.
Gaster: *being grilled with questions by Joy and the other woman who came with her* *uncomfortable, but supposes he deserves this as his afterlife*
Dukermin: It’s nice to meet you Aubrey. I’m Dukermin, this is Nalitie, we’re the queens of this dimension and we will do whatever we can to help you.
Aubrey: *laughing and crying now* Of course I would draw the attentions of the queens of the whole dimension… ugh what a mess. I’m surprised you didn’t catch me sooner. I really really didn’t mean to pen all those portals, I know that’s not supposed to happen here, I just—I… do what you want with me, I guess, but know that I really wasn’t trying to do any of this! *wasn’t really listening to what Dukermin said*
Dukermin: I believe you. Let’s take this one step at a time okay? How did you get to this dimension?
Aubrey: Get here? Um… I don’t remember for sure, but I think it was at the same time as everyone else on this island…? S-sorry, it’s a little fuzzy. We all just woke up here one day…
Dukermin: So you’ve been here for a little while then, okay. But the portals didn’t start right when we brought Mackinac, right?
Nalitie: As far as I know… *to Aubrey* have you always been able to open portals like this?
Aubrey: I… *memory is a little fuzzy* No. There was… Ugh, you’re never going to believe me, but I was in this… place? But it was also sort of a not-place, and this… I guess he was a person, of sorts? Art, his name was, he said that he couldn’t get out of that not-place, but he was able to give me the power to, and then suddenly I was back home again… And since then I’ve had these… episodes, I guess, fluctuations. But they’ve been getting worse and worse lately. They hadn’t been opening portals before, just the thunder and the lightning. And then suddenly the portals started opening, a-and I thought maybe it was just going to be the one or two, but now they won’t stop and I can’t control it, and even the boots aren’t enough anymore…
Dukermin: The boots stop the portals from opening?
Aubrey: The boots help keep the powers in check, a little. Um… are you familiar with that really popular movie that came out in 2013? Frozen? It’s a little like that… B-but they never made portals before recently, so I guess not…
Dukermin: So making portals is not the only power that you have.
Aubrey: I… I guess I don’t know exactly what the powers are? At first, before I found out that the boots could help, it was just earthquakes and thunderstorms. Changing the weather in that way.
Dukermin: Gotcha. So where did you find the boots?
Aubrey: Oh, those? Um… There’s this antique shop, over in Mackinaw City. The owner… he’s this really weird guy, but he assured me the boots were just normal boots. Ones that his… sibling donated, I think?
Dukermin: Wait. Old guy, sells a lot of sweaters??
Aubrey: yes… Have you been there? It’s a curious shop, but… the prices are pretty good.
Dukermin: Yeah we’ve been there… *side-eyes Gaster*
Nalitie: We have??? When???
Dukermin: Mettaton and I went. You went home. It’s Frisk’s shop.
Nalitie: Uh… Frisk the child who lives on Pluto owns an antique shop in Mackinaw City?
Dukermin: No Frisk the old man. Who lives in Mackinaw and owns an antique shop.
Nalitie: … huh.
Gaster: *tired of answering Joy’s questions, comes back over by Dukermin and Nalitie* Do we have to be having this truly riveting conversation inside of this cave? *won’t admit it, but had been enjoying being not underground finally*
Aubrey: *doesn’t have the translator, and so hears nothing but Wingdings* *stares at him with wide eyes* It’s you…! B-but… how?
Dukermin: *points at both of them*
Gaster: Excuse me?
Aubrey: *can’t understand him* You told me that you couldn’t get out of that not-place… I-I don’t understand, Art…
Dukermin: *points both fingers at Gaster* Okay one second -- so Tobias recognized you and spoke to you in Wingdings, and now Aubrey recognizes you also… from a not-place. This is voidy!!
Nalitie: Right, because Bee recognized him as a “Void… friend…” *realization* Oh my God???? THAT’S WHY YOU SOUNDED FAMILIAR. But wait, you look different and also seemed to not understand Pluto?
Dukermin: Right and why would a character in the void come through a portal?
Gaster: What is this “Void” you keep talking about?
Joy: *eavesdropping* You haven’t heard? It’s really quite the place. You could say I’m there all the time, even when I’m not. *sardonic smile* I could be there a lot more if Evelyn would just follow me into The Bagel…
Dukermin: …Righttt… um so the Void is where deleted characters go. Congratulations we figured it out you’re a deleted character! *jazz hands*
Gaster: *levelling a really unimpressed look at her* I think I would remember being somewhere like that.
Dukermin: *translating everything* UnlessssSS! Because time is weird ! The portal picked you up from some time before you were deleted OrR from some sort of AU??
Nalitie: Well, the last thing you said you remembered was plummeting to your doom, though, right? So maybe you were dead in there and for some reason you’re alive now…? But I guess AU is possible, some timeline where you weren’t erased… … *frowning* but if you don’t remember being on Pluto at all, which is where we put you, then maybe you are a different guy? Cause like… I distinctly remember that we usually write back and forth to you??? But you don’t have your whiteboard, and you look significantly less… melty than usual, and also you have those hands *pointing at the magic hands that have been following him around everywhere, moving as he talks* which are DEFINITELY new and uh… all that’s to say maybe we should go back to Pluto… We can drop these guys *gestures to Joy and ???2* off at the Christmas Party.
Dukermin: Yeah that’ll be nice.
Nalitie: *prepares a lunchbox portal, you know the drill…*
(After dropping off the new guests at the Christmas Party, you, Aubrey, and Gaster head to Pluto. It’s about the same as when you left it. Alphys’s lab is stable. Undyne and that guy in the big coat are still filling in holes. The two normal-looking dudes are throwing pennies into one of the melted holes, making wishes.)
Aubrey: *nervous about her powers acting up* Are you sure it’s safe for me to be here?
Dukermin: We’ll find out! *off to find Mr. Face Man*
Nalitie: I’m sure it will be fine! *dragging Gaster along behind her*
Gaster: *clearly does NOT want to be here, did not want to be involved in any of this*
(Callie and Chara are sitting in their glass box, napping. Sans’s chair has a “Back Soon” sign taped to it. The lights are off at Sans’n’Pap’s house, since they’re at the Christmas Party. A dark figure stands at the entrance of their shed, behind the yellow police tape.)
Dukermin: um excuse me this is an active crime scene???
(The figure turns to look at you. It’s Mr. Face Man, looking as unreadable as ever with his ever-present smile. He doesn’t have his whiteboard on him. The pile of glittery dust that used to be Narissa sparkles behind him as he stares at you.)
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Gaster: *has not met anyone else who speaks Wingdings, at least not in a very, VERY long time, is baffled* *also this guy feels… a little familiar?*
Dukermin: *translates for Nalitie* Yes it’s a shame… So we wanted to introduce you to this guy, Gaster…
Mr. Face Man: Ah… how interesting. It is rare to see this man so untouched by The Void…
Aubrey: *looking between the two of them, confused now* Art…?
Gaster: What do you mean, “untouched by The Void”? Who are you?
Mr. Face Man: *ignoring Gaster, turning to Aubrey* Hello, child. I have not seen you for a long time. Or perhaps lack there-of. We both know that time means naught in The Void, and yet here we both are, finally in a plane of existence.
Aubrey: *can’t understand him*
Dukermin: *translates*
Aubrey: It is you…! Then who… *looking at Gaster now* I’ve never met anyone else who could speak the way you do. I suppose I thought that was something only you could do.
Mr. Face Man: It is in its own way, I suppose. No two voices are alike, after all.
Nalitie: *interrupting* Uh did she say your name was Art? I guess we never asked AFTER we gave you that whiteboard…
Mr. Face Man: Ah, yes, how foolish of me for not re-introducing myself after we learned to communicate. S. G. Art, at your service.
Dukermin: Hm. Well nice to formally meet you, Art. How do you recognize Gaster?
Art: Child, have you forgotten our first meeting? Where I was at that point in not-time, I was an Observer of worlds. Erscoga, yes, but all of the others as well. You would be surprised how often your friend comes up.
Gaster: I’m not their “friend.” What do you mean, you’re an Observer of worlds? What is this Void you all keep speaking of? *is not up to date and also was not answered earlier*
Art: I would say that you’ll know firsthand soon, but since you’re here and I’m not there to view your destiny, I suppose I can no longer say for certain… *giving him a critical appraisal* I must say, it is a very rare occurrence indeed that a version of you in this state would be spared time in The Void. Those cracks in your face, the state of your coat… I can tell you are not one to choose mercy. And I can see by those fractures lining your body that you’ve already gotten a taste of Our Friend, The Void Itself in one way or another… Oh, yes, it wasn’t too long before you were meant to be swallowed up. I suppose our dear Aubrey must have done you this kindness without even knowing, the dear…
Gaster: *reflexively putting a hand on the back of his neck, which is littered with hairline fractures from a recent experiment that went Terribly Wrong* *squinting suspiciously at this person who knows far too much about him, just like that thing*
Dukermin: *has been frantically translating* Okay that was a lot… anyway. Uh yeah.
Aubrey: *frowning* *to Gaster* I don’t recall you coming through any of my portals, but… if Art says it, it must be true. *to Art* Certainly now that we’re out of The Void, you could take these powers away again? We don’t need them anymore, we’ve both escaped…!
(Art’s face doesn’t change, but you can feel a shift in the air, a tension.)
Art: Oh, my dear, how I would love to relieve you of this burden. But I cannot in this state, not by myself, anyway. When we were there, I could grant you that kindness due to the nature of The Void. But when we are here, I am subject to the same rules as any other Erscogan. … Hm, but perhaps, with the help of our illustrious queens, we could reach… a resolution.
Dukermin: For sure! That’s what we’re here for after all! What can we do to help??
Art: Do you recall your “A Very Belated Very Erscoga Christmas the Second”? There was a certain man, a doppelganger if you will, in one of the dimensions you travelled through. Although he himself is seemingly mundane, he has ties to the magical version of himself who lives in your house here in Erscoga. All you need to do is obtain his knowledge of the multiverse, of traversing the planes of reality and manipulating worlds within worlds… This will give you the power needed to remove this curse from our dear friend.
Dukermin: …Really? That’s it? Just go talk to Snape’s doppelganger?
Art: Oh yes, certainly less exciting than I’m sure you were hoping for. But the key to this dilemma resides in him. He may not realize it, though, and is likely to resist giving you the answer you seek. But I am sure with enough persuasion, you will find the proper information.
Dukermin: Like… is there a more specific thing we’re looking for from him? Like a password or… coordinates to a super secret wormhole that will take us to some fascinating land of behemoths?
Art: You will know it when you hear it. Perhaps it might be prudent to ask him of The Oracle. A hint may suffice—you may be able to get somewhere if you ask him what it means to “beware of the man who came from the other world.”[2]
(The ground rumbles. Aubrey looks frightened. Gaster mulls over Art’s clue with a weird look on his face, as if it sounds familiar to him.)
Art: Ah, but you must hurry. I fear time is not in Erscoga’s favor.
Dukermin: uUUgh fine.
Nalitie: I… guess it can’t hurt. *to Dukermin* Istest unis enpere Gaster itap unum?
Dukermin: Quas alst wuram quer faen?
Nalitie: *shrugs* Alrighty, then, I guess we’re… off to school. *muttering under her breath* I hope they don’t remember our faces… *to Gaster* And you’re coming with us, old man!
(To be continued…)
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[1] Dialogue taken from @zarla-s's Ukagaster. (Handplates!Gaster and Sixbones also belong to her.)
[2] Dialogue taken from The River Person in Undertale.
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