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healrosie11 hours ago
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theskeletongames27 minutes ago
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More progress pics. He鈥檚 only missing a few things, but otherwise done! I鈥檓 glad I got his coat pattern working!
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undertale-data8 hours ago
* heya. is anyone there鈥?
* well, i鈥檒l just leave a message鈥
* we had a great time hangin鈥 out with you, kiddo.
* even though it鈥檚 been six years鈥
* it still feels like we just met yesterday.
* thanks for not forgetting about us.
*oh, nobody.
*here, knock yourself out.
*G-game? What are you talking about?
*That w-was鈥檛 what I asked鈥
*You know about alternate universes best, darling! Didn鈥檛 you bring them up in my quiz show?
*Y-yes, but鈥 w-wow, I didn鈥檛 think it would actually happen! U-um鈥 do you think these humans in this universe write fanfiction about me?
*They鈥檇 better!! I bet they write stories where we get married and have the coolest life ever!! Fuhuhuhu!
* Just d-dying and going to anime heaven.
* My child? This is TORIEL. You have been remembering to go outside, have you not?
* We are grateful you have spent so much time with us, but please, put your health first.
* I have prepared a healthy snack for you. But, I do not know if I can send it through the phone鈥
* Not with that attitude! NGAHHHH!!!!!
[You hear snails thwap against the receiver.]
* i did ask the kids to hang out with you. hope they take their promises seriously.
* See ya, punks!
* Oh, we鈥檙e hanging up a-already鈥?
* See you in my fanclub, darlings!
* Be good, alright?
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skele-lin12 hours ago
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minina-74318 hours ago
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I have improved the Frisk sprite and made the Frans family sprites. <3 @shayromi
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smolspoopy12 hours ago
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Some of the commissions I鈥檝e finished so far for this month!! Thank y鈥檃ll for ur support!!
Please don鈥檛 use or repost any of this art unless you are the original commissioner
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sanityau15 hours ago
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鈥淭hey鈥檒l rust of eventually... right..?鈥
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fransholic16 hours ago
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I wanna draw so damn bad but I'm buried in schoolwork, hopefully when I'm less busy I'll be able to draw/post more.
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mypapyrushell3 hours ago
There will be no Papyrus, I repeat, there will be no Papyrus in this chapter
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Please kill me, I can't live in a world without him
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detectivegargoyle14 hours ago
I'm checking out the Deltarune timer?
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shadowthehedgehogan hour ago
I want you guys to know that in high school I was like one of the people who was like super obsessed with sans and thought he was hot and wanted to date him and my very dear best friend who had to witness this did a water color painting of me and sans together back in high school in like 2015 for christmas and I still have it
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shinjjiru15 hours ago
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Snow white x dreamtale
(cus passive nm is the princess ig, I'll post more about this stupid idea i came up with in the future, please reblog i need clout/jj)
Nightmare sans by: @jokublog
Error sans by: @loverofpiggies
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stereomime6 hours ago
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one of my favourite drawings i did on-stream
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snowflakeimagines16 hours ago
Last raffle prize! This one is for @lee-artist, who asked for a Leeann (OC) x (bara) Underfell Sans. Leeann and Red are at the mall doing some Christmas shopping, but Leeann becomes self-conscious about her appearance. Luckily, Red is there to comfort her with hugs! Enjoy the fluff!!
There was something magical about walking through a mall during Christmas, even if most of them had been stuffed full of holiday decor since the day Halloween passed. For Leeann, part of the magic was dragging her six-foot-seven skeleton boyfriend, Red, from store to store, her smile bright enough to outshine all the fairy lights strung up around them. Every time she looked up at Red, he鈥檇 look back at her with a grin full of sharp teeth and complete adoration.聽
Red didn鈥檛 seem the type to enjoy Christmas; and if you鈥檇 met him just a few years ago, that wouldn鈥檛 be too far from the truth. Gyftmas was a relatively private occasion in the underground. Red and his brother, Boss, would exchange gifts and have a special feast, but he鈥檇 never experienced anything like聽鈥渢he Christmas spirit鈥 that was so heavily emphasized on the surface. It was a jarring, cheesy change, but not fully unwelcome either.聽
Leeann liked to think that she had a part in helping him get used to it...
鈥渟weetheart,鈥 Red growled, his claws tightening on Leeann鈥檚 hip.聽
...Even if her boyfriend was definitely on the naughty list each and every year.聽
Leeann pulled her candy cane out of her mouth and glanced up at him. His eyelights were smoldering with desire, darting between her lips and the candy cane.聽She gave the cane a tentative lick, her mind racing to figure out what she鈥檚 done this time, and quickly lowered it after realizing how Red could鈥檝e interpreted her actions as suggestive.
Red tugged her closer to his side and leaned down. 鈥測a really shouldn鈥檛 be teasin鈥 in a place like this, precious,鈥 he drawled in her ear. He released her hip, only to use his elbow to keep her pinned flush against him. 鈥測a sure look like yer enjoyin鈥 that thing.鈥 He ran his shimmering red tongue over his fangs. 鈥渕ind if i get a taste?鈥
Leeann鈥檚 pale face turned the same color as his magic. 鈥淵ou shouldn鈥檛 be teasing me,鈥 she whispered urgently. 鈥淭hink of the children here!鈥
Red chuckled and twirled a lock of her hair around one thick phalange. She stuffed her candy cane back in her mouth to muffle a flustered huff. 鈥渢he kids 鈥榬ound us right now,鈥 he purred, 鈥渙r the kids i鈥檓 gonna put in ya?鈥
Leeann squeaked and accidentally bit her candy cane in half (eliciting a brief but hilarious look of horror from Red).聽鈥淪hush,鈥 she huffed, pushing his face away. Red chuckled again 鈥 a gruff, fond chuckle that instantly restored the smile on Leeann鈥檚 face. She could never help herself when he laughed like that.
Red gave her a minute or so of much-needed reprieve as they continued their stroll. Leeann suckled on the remainder of her candy cane, her mind drifting to the presents she had yet to buy for Red, but was curtly brought back down to Earth by Red鈥檚 fingers kneading her hip.聽鈥渄ooooooll,鈥 he sang. Leeann swallowed nervously and glanced up at the store they鈥檇 stopped in front of.
It was, essentially, a lingerie shop. She didn鈥檛 even have to look at Red to know that his eyelights were fixed on the set of lingerie in the center of the store. Crimson, skimpy, and decorated with just a touch of fur, she understood now why he was blushing and purring so loudly. She couldn鈥檛 help but picture herself in it, although not in the same light Red probably was; it looked stunning on the mannequin, but she knew that the effect would be ruined if it was her body they were talking about...
Red chuckled. 鈥渄awww, is my lil doll shy?鈥
鈥淣o,鈥 Leeann snapped. She cringed at how irritated she sounded. She hadn鈥檛 meant for it to come out like that鈥
Red noticed the change in tone immediately. 鈥渉-hey, what鈥檚 wrong?鈥 he asked, his voice gaining a nervous edge. 鈥渟hit鈥 did i go too far again?鈥
鈥淣-No!鈥 Leeann said even louder than last time. Red loosened his grip on her, and she knew that it was so she could pull away if she wanted to. She didn鈥檛. 鈥淛ust drop it. It鈥檚 nothing.鈥
Red鈥檚 eye-sockets narrowed ever-so-slightly. Dammit, he was analyzing her, wasn鈥檛 he? 鈥渋t don鈥檛 look like just nothin鈥.鈥
鈥淚t is,鈥 Leeann insisted, turning her face away from him again. 鈥淚鈥檓 fine.鈥
Red didn鈥檛 say anything for what felt like an eternity. Then she felt him move his hand up to her arm and his skull rest on her shoulder. 鈥渟weetheart,鈥 he said softly, 鈥測a know i love ya, right? yer the most beautiful thing i鈥檝e ever laid eyelights on.鈥
There it was. Sometimes, there was simply no way of hiding from this skeleton. 鈥淵ou tell me that almost everyday,鈥 she sighed, managing a small smile. 鈥淚t鈥檚 not that I think you鈥檙e lying or anything. I know you think I鈥檓 beautiful, and that means a lot to me, but I just鈥 have a hard time believing it.鈥 She looked at their reflections in the glass windows, her smile falling. 鈥淓specially when I can see myself standing next to you.鈥
Red looked at their reflections too. 鈥渦h, shouldn鈥檛 seein鈥 me make it easier ta believe that yer beautiful? have ya seen my ugly mug?鈥
Leeann frowned at him. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e not ugly!鈥
鈥渁n鈥 i have a hard time believin鈥 it too, but ya said once that ya weren鈥檛 ever gonna stop tellin鈥 me that i鈥檓 the sexiest man alive, even if i do get around to believin鈥 it someday鈥 so i鈥檓 gonna do the same fer you.鈥 Red cupped her cheeks in his enormous hands. There was a certain awkwardness in his eyelights, as though he was deathly afraid of saying something wrong, but he carried on in a low, rumbling voice. 鈥渋 love yer gorgeous hair. i love how it frames yer cute face.鈥 He nuzzled her cheek. 鈥渋 love the freckles on said cute face. i鈥檇 be willin鈥 to sit down and count every single one of 鈥榚m jus鈥 ta show you that i see every beautiful thing aboutcha.鈥 His thumbs rubbed circles under her eyes. 鈥渋 love yer eyes. they鈥檙e always so warm and kind and full a鈥 love. i love how small ya are.鈥
鈥淚鈥檓 not that small,鈥 Leeann said with a bashful giggle. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e only a little over a foot taller than me.鈥
鈥渟till small ta me.鈥 Red鈥檚 eye-sockets became half-lidded, and his eyelights turned into fuzzy hearts. 鈥渋 could crush ya so easily, and yet ya still trust me enough ta place the culmination of yer bein鈥 into my hands鈥︹
鈥淚t鈥檚 because I love you.鈥
鈥渁nd i鈥檓 tellin鈥 ya all this sappy shit 鈥榗ause i love ya too. don鈥檛cha ever forget that, okay, sweetheart?鈥
Leeann blinked back tears and nodded, a watery smile on her face. 鈥淥-Okay.鈥
鈥渢ha鈥檚 my girl.鈥 Red leaned in and gave Leeann a kiss, soft and sweet, before taking her hands in his.聽鈥渁鈥檌ght, howzabout we head on down ta that cute lil caf茅 and have a hot chocolate break? my feet are fuckin鈥 killin鈥 me right now.鈥
Leeann nodded again. 鈥淥kay,鈥 she whispered happily.
Just when she thought she was safe, Red bent down, and she felt his sharp teeth graze the shell of her ear. 鈥渁nd then,鈥 he growled, flicking the tiny bit of candy cane left in her hands, 鈥渨e can go home and see about gettin鈥 somethin鈥 else that鈥檚 hard and red fer my gorgeous lil lady.鈥
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knightmareaceblue19 hours ago
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The pitter patter of rain against the ground just outside filled Frisk with DETERMINATION.
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Mom made them stop for just a moment to dress Frisk in a rubber coat and boots before taking their hand and leading them out into the drizzle. It wasn鈥檛 too bad just yet, but this storm had been brewing for quite some time, so Frisk imagined it would get worse later. Asgore鈥 Dad held their other hand, gazing down at them with a smile that didn鈥檛 quite meet his eyes. He carried Flowey with them, the only one who wasn鈥檛 putting on a mask of any sort. He looked just as haggard as Frisk themselves felt.
Behind them the various humans and monsters that had joined in the FIGHT against Gaster followed sullenly. Undyne, Papyrus, and Sans were exchanging stories with Rupert and Dave, trying to piece together the entire battle for each other. That made sense; Papyrus, having been holed up in the Ruins the entire time, knew basically nothing about the events that unfolded, and Undyne had basically missed half the battle. Rupert and Dave, meanwhile, had a skewed perception of the first half of the battle. Their tones were hushed as they recalled the close calls they鈥檇 all overcome.
The Top Hats trailed behind them, sort of huddled together in pairs. The Right Hand Man and his husband, Reginald the Twin Hat man, used each other as crutches as they scuttled slowly behind the monsters. Despite his slow speed, the Right Hand Man seemed content 鈥 after all, he had his friend back, his husband was healing, and the threat that had almost taken them from him was gone forever. On the other hand, Sven and Burt (with Councilor Mitchell in tow) seemed to be careful to not make contact, despite walking side by side. There was thick tension between them, and Frisk didn鈥檛 understand why Burt didn鈥檛 just tell Sven how much he meant and how much he鈥檇 missed him. It felt like such a simple problem to fix. But with the way Sven kept touching his new eye patch, or how Burt would casually graze the scar on his chin when Sven wasn鈥檛 looking, there was a lot unsaid between the two. Frisk鈥檚 heart went out to them.
But not as much as it went out to Charles and Henry.
They trailed along at the tail of the party, Charles clinging miserably to Galeforce while Ellie cradled Henry鈥檚 too still body. He wasn鈥檛 dead 鈥 Frisk could see his chest moving if they looked closely 鈥 but his entire body was slack, and despite numerous attempts at prodding from everyone (barring the Top Hats, for obvious reasons) Henry鈥檚 eyes remained shut. Frisk still remembered the way they felt, gazing upon those fading, broken shards of Henry鈥檚 soul. It invoked a deep ache within them, one that made Frisk鈥檚 stomach turn and their breath quicken. Their very soul felt broken when they stared upon the ruined pieces of Henry Stickmin.
That鈥檚 empathy, Frisk. You have a large amount of KINDNESS, and it compels you to feel other people鈥檚 pain. And seeing a person鈥檚 soul is like seeing to the core of their very being. Their truest state. It鈥檚 only natural seeing a broken soul makes people upset.
Well, at least Frisk had Chara. For better or worse, they鈥檇 always have Chara.
Their ghostly sibling was currently inhabiting the same body as them once again; this time, it was to the benefit of them both. Their experience in the Void, in Gaster鈥檚 clutches, had left both children feeling small and vulnerable. Chara had craved physical contact with their family; something that was only possible in Frisk鈥檚 body, and while Frisk was slowly growing more comfortable being alone in their head, it felt nice to share their thoughts with someone who truly understood what they were going through. The arrangement was temporary. After they got back to camp and had calmed down some, the two had agreed to separate for good. The thought of that made Frisk feel surprisingly anxious but鈥
But it鈥檚 for the best.
Yeah. Frisk knew that. But still鈥 they felt bad. Chara had only been a part of them for a few days, but already they鈥檇 become so ingrained into Frisk鈥檚 life. The options they鈥檇 pointed out to Frisk, the way they would give Frisk information about things they didn鈥檛 understand鈥
...the way I pressured you into certain choices, the way I tried to push some of my worst traits on to you鈥
That鈥 was true. The visions Gaster had conjured of their friends, butchered in cold blood and taunting Frisk over their guilt, still haunted the darkness behind their eyelids. The child had a feeling they鈥檇 be having that nightmare for a long, long time. There was no erasing what Chara did, what Frisk had let happen while sitting idly by. Even if no one else truly remembered, the consequences of their actions lingered in Frisk鈥檚 mind. There was no escaping it.
...and now there was another pair of eyes that would haunt Frisk鈥檚 conscience.
Frisk, Henry鈥檚 fate wasn鈥檛 your fault. If anything, it was my fault for allowing Gaster to pull me into his realm. I was鈥 weak. Careless.
Something about Chara鈥檚 voice gave Frisk pause. They sounded guilty.
I鈥檓 so sorry. You were right; all I wanted was to protect you, like I鈥檇 FAILED to protect Asriel, and I only ended up hurting you worse than the monsters ever could. Even after you told me, I didn鈥檛 understand how badly this was effecting you until Gaster trapped you in that nightmare. I鈥檓 sorry Frisk. I鈥檓鈥
A weight fell off of Frisk鈥檚 shoulders, one they hadn鈥檛 realized had been there at all. The wound wasn鈥檛 healed quite yet, but hearing Chara apologize 鈥 hearing them understand that they鈥檇 done wrong 鈥 was enough to stir something familiar in Frisk鈥檚 soul. It felt like forgiveness.
鈥淢y children?鈥 Toriel asked, squeezing their little hand. It appeared they鈥檇 been quiet for too long; she was worried again. 鈥淎re you both alright?鈥
Frisk and Chara squeezed their mother鈥檚 hand together, smiling up at her as sincerely as they could. For once, it felt like the twin souls were in perfect sync.
Doctor Alphys greeted them a short distance from her tent, panic written plain as day on her face. 鈥淥h my god! You鈥檙e all okay, thank goodness!鈥 She leapt forward into Undyne鈥檚 embrace, and though certainly exhausted from the battle and the long march, Undyne caught her with ease. The reveled in each other鈥檚 company for a brief moment before she turned began to look around, 鈥淒id any of you see Reginald? I lost track of him, I thought he was right there, and then he wasn鈥檛 and I only looked away for a second-!鈥
鈥淩elax, hon.鈥 Undyne pointed out the Top Hats walking back towards their own tent, 鈥淗e followed the others up the mountain, but they looked after him. He鈥檚 just fine.鈥
鈥淕ood.鈥 The Doctor looked relieved. 鈥淚鈥檒l have to apologize to Mister Right Hand Man later鈥︹
Well, she鈥檇 have plenty of time to do that, as the General and the Top Hat Chief had privately agreed to a one-on-one meeting later, once things had calmed down, so they would be sticking around for at least another night. Mister Galeforce wasn鈥檛 comfortable just leaving them to their own devices, especially with Sven in the camp, but it was clear to Frisk and the rest of the monsters that none of them were in any condition to make an escape attempt. Burt glanced over briefly, and Frisk gave him a cheeky smile and a confident thumbs up. He just turned red and increased his pace.
Oh yeah, he and Sven were totally gonna smooch later.
Nah, ten G says Sven chickens out like the wuss we know he is.
Frisk inwardly snickered, and was about to rebut Chara鈥檚 statement when they caught sight of Ellie stepping forward, Henry鈥檚 body cradled in her arms, and their smile died instantly. Alphys, too caught up in her panic about Reginald, hadn鈥檛 noticed him until then, and when she did her eyes went wide with horror. Then she just looked sad. 鈥淥h no鈥 Henry, what have you done?鈥
鈥淗e鈥 he didn鈥檛 have a CHOICE鈥︹ Charles鈥 soft voice whispered anxiously. His green hand was entangled with Henry鈥檚 own, holding it so tightly Frisk could swear Henry鈥檚 skin was turning red. 鈥淵ou have to help him, please!鈥 His voice nearly broke as he breathed out one final, desperate, 鈥淧lease鈥︹
Horror and panic flashed across Alphys鈥 face, but after a moment a more professional calm overtook her and she reached to stretch the entrance to her tent wide for them. 鈥淏ring him inside, quickly.鈥
Charles and Ellie immediately escorted Henry to one of the open cots while Rupert, who currently had all of the lost souls, took care of reintegrating them with their bodies. While they took care of that, Undyne and Alphys grabbed a variety of machines that Frisk recognized as soul and magic monitors from all over the tent. Frisk took a seat on a nearby cot, watching everyone buzz around like bees in a hive.
They were immediately engulfed by family. Mom and dad sandwiched them from both sides, and Flowey slithered down Asgore鈥檚 arm like a plant serpent. To get a better look, he鈥檇 likely claim later, but Frisk still relished in the tickling sensation of his head resting on their shoulder.
Once all of the monitoring devices were set up, Alphys briefly tapped Henry鈥檚 chest and the tattered remains of his soul appeared again. Three jagged little shards, irregular and choppy like fragments of a broken mirror. The empathy that immediately shrouded Frisk caused them to shiver like a sudden rush of cold wind had rushed passed them. Tears began to burn the edges of their eyes. And this was nothing compared to the pain Henry was feeling鈥
Easy, Frisk. Don鈥檛 get too caught up in other people鈥檚 pain.
From her position at the printer nearest Henry, Alphys flipped through readout after readout, her brow furrowing as she examined the results of her scans. Her lips pressed together in a thin line. Something sad glistened in her eyes as she looked first up at her girlfriend, who offered a comforting hand on her shoulder but no words of advice, and then over to Henry.
There鈥檚 no good news here.
The Doctor pushed the papers aside and walked back over to Henry, opening her mouth and then closing it again as she struggled to find the words. After a moment, she told them. 鈥淐harles, I鈥 I鈥檓 so sorry. This isn鈥檛 something I can reverse.鈥 She pushed her glasses further up her snout, not looking anyone in the eye. 鈥淨uite frankly, it鈥檚 a miracle he鈥檚 hung on this much. In this state his soul and psyche are both fragmented, leaving him in what is best described as a vegetative state. He did his best to hang on but鈥 once the DETERMINATION in these pieces fade, there will be nothing left of Henry Stickmin.鈥
Charles bit his lip and stifled a sob. A set of strong footsteps alerted Frisk to the person approaching the grieving green soul from behind, and General Galeforce put a comforting hand on Charles鈥 shoulder. Following behind were the rest of the returned souls; Mitchell, who stood straight and tall even as his eyes were shrouded with pity, and Dave, who used Rupert as a crutch as they hobbled over to watch.
鈥淭hank you, Doctor Alphys.鈥 General Galeforce said with a soft but professional tone. His eyes were dark and tired, reminding Frisk of the state he鈥檇 been in when they鈥檇 first met. He squeezed Charles鈥 shoulder comfortingly. 鈥淗ow long do you think he has?鈥
鈥淕iven the rate of DT decay in what remains in his soul鈥 I鈥檇 guess three days. At most.鈥 Charles鈥 breath hitched audibly at the news. 鈥淲orse case scenario, there鈥檚 a chance he might not make it to morning.鈥 Toriel squeezed Frisk a little closer, hugging them a little tighter.
Three days at best? No鈥 that couldn鈥檛 be it for Henry. His DETERMINATION to live a happy life with Charles was so strong鈥 he wouldn鈥檛 just give up. He couldn鈥檛. Frisk REFUSED to accept that. There had to be something they could do to fix this. There had to be.
鈥淒amn.鈥 Rupert whispers silently under his breath. He looks stunned.
Galeforce immediately readjusted to hug Charles close to his body. 鈥淚 see鈥 is there anything we can do for him?鈥
鈥淲e can use healing magic to try making him a little more comfortable鈥︹ Here, Alphys looked a little less certain. She may just be saying that to make them feel like there鈥檚 something they can do to help. In his current state, I doubt he can feel much of anything. 鈥淥ther than that, not really. It鈥檚 just a matter of time at this point.鈥
Charles bowed his head down. Galeforce鈥檚 arm remained steady around him, though his face was hidden under the brim of his hat. Emotions buried beneath the mask of professionalism. 鈥淚鈥檓 sorry, son. Do you want to step outside for a moment? I know this is hard to see.鈥
鈥淣o.鈥 Charles rebutted immediately. 鈥淣o, I鈥檓 staying. Henry didn鈥檛 leave me behind, not even for a second. I鈥檓 not leaving him either. I鈥檓 staying until鈥 I鈥檓 staying.鈥 Ellie, without a word, sat down next to him. Her eyes were dark, but her expression was as stony as her resolve. She, too, would stay by Henry鈥檚 side.
General Galeforce nodded, likely having already suspected that would be his answer. 鈥淒octor, thank you again for everything you鈥檝e done for us. I hate to impose on you any more, but鈥︹
鈥淪tay as long as you need.鈥 Alphys assured them immediately.
鈥淐harles鈥︹ Rupert seemed to struggle for words, approaching Charles slowly while still being mindful of Dave鈥檚 leg. The sympathy he must have felt, knowing what it鈥檚 like to lose someone so important to you, was spelled across his face clearly. 鈥淚鈥檓 so sorry. This shouldn鈥檛 have happened.鈥
Chief Councilor Mitchell cleared his throat briefly to get everyone鈥檚 attention. At first glance he appeared detached from the situation, but judging from their conversations, Frisk knew better than to assume this was how he truly felt. Does he mask his emotional responses? Or simply suppress them and pretend to feel nothing so he can analyze a situation? 鈥淚 understand it鈥檚 easy to be lost in grief, but please remember that nobody here other than Gaster is responsible for anything we鈥檝e gone through. He is the only one to blame for Henry鈥檚 condition.鈥 He sighed, looking upon Henry鈥檚 motionless form. 鈥淚 will make sure the City Council honours Henry Stickmin for what he鈥檚 done for Ebott. Now, if you鈥檒l excuse me, I have to find the other councilors, and try to figure out how the hell to condense what happened into one comprehensive report.鈥 The politician began to message his temples with two fingers, as if he could preemptively soothe the headache that was to come.
As he made his way out, General Galeforce called out to him, 鈥淢ake sure you leave time in your calendar to see me tomorrow! We need to have a discussion about鈥︹ The General鈥檚 eyes flicker briefly over to Ellie. 鈥溾ertain events.鈥 The Councilor nodded and took his leave.
Frisk frowned as they watched Mister Mitchell leave. The way he spoke about Henry was like it was already decided that Henry was dead. But he was still alive鈥 there was still a piece of him left. Three pieces, in fact! That meant the FIGHT wasn鈥檛 over yet, but everyone was acting like it was. Didn鈥檛 anyone want to find some way to SAVE him? Were they all just giving up on the man who鈥檇 sacrificed everything for them?
Calm down. They鈥檙e all still caught up int their emotions, but Frisk, so are you. This may be a problem that鈥檚 just too complicated for us to fix鈥
No. No, Frisk REFUSED to accept that. There was always another way. If they couldn鈥檛 SPARE a monster, they could RUN AWAY until they found what they needed. If they couldn鈥檛 SAVE Asriel, then they鈥檇 SAVE Flowey instead. And just because Henry鈥檚 soul was shattered into a million pieces didn鈥檛 mean there wasn鈥檛 a way to fix him. Henry was strong enough to FIGHT Gaster, courageous enough to take a bullet in Frisk鈥檚 place, devoted enough to bring back his best friend from the dead. There was no way this would be the end for him.
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Frisk? What are you doing?
Ignoring their inner voice for the time being, Frisk pulled themselves away from their parents and hopped down onto the floor. With everyone preoccupied, there was no resistance to Frisk鈥檚 approach. Galeforce and Ellie鈥檚 murmured words of comfort to Charles were like the wind blowing in the distance, audible but separated from the situation at hand. Without even being noticed by the people talking about 鈥榝inal wishes鈥 and 鈥榣ast days鈥 and other things that Frisk would keep from applying, they were able to stand right next to Henry鈥檚 still body. The quiet demeanor that had suited them so well in the Underground had once again given them the upper hand.
Henry slept so soundly. All he needed was something to bring his soul together鈥
Frisk, I don鈥檛 know about this. This may be a bad idea鈥
Once again brushing Chara aside, Frisk reached their chubby little fingers out towards the three floating triangles of Henry鈥檚 soul before them. If only he had a little more DETERMINATION, they knew he could pull himself together! He just needed a little help! After all they鈥檇 accomplished, there was no way Henry would give up like this! There was no way鈥 he just needed a little help鈥
Stay calm, Frisk.
They took a deep breath, calmed their mind, and reached out to touch the soul shards; one in each hand. Instantly their mind began to flood with emotions not their own. Bitter grief and sweet affection鈥 a dream of happiness and warmth鈥 a sense of responsibility, fueled first by obligation, then guilt, and then by loving devotion. Those were the things that had remained tethered to Henry when the core of his very being had shattered.
And they all had one core. Charles. Come on Henry, Frisk thought as they attempted to push the three shards together. Come on!
Frisk wait-!
鈥淲-what are you鈥?!鈥
鈥淎mbassador, stop!鈥
鈥淲hat are you鈥?! Henry! STOP!!!鈥
Frisk didn鈥檛 listen. Tears streamed down their face as the emotions became overwhelming. They focused their DETERMINATION on the pieces, pushing with all their strength while the pieces resisted, like magnets repelling each other. There was this sound echoing in the air. It was hard to describe, like a continuous strike of lightning directly in their ear. It hurt, but Frisk kept pushing. And pushing. And鈥
All of a sudden Frisk鈥檚 hands were suddenly enveloped in green, which forcibly pulled them away from their mark. The child glared up, perhaps to complain, but any resistance within them was quashed when they looked directly at Charles. His face was the picture of rage, eyes narrowed with white tears and teeth gritted, forehead wrinkled from how hard his brows were pressed together. The entire time they鈥檇 known him, Frisk had never seen Charles get more than a little annoyed, so the raw anger overflowing from his soul made them shrink back as he simply said, in a harsh gravelly voice, 鈥淒on鈥檛. Touch. Him.鈥
Frisk blinked owlishly at Charles, but otherwise didn鈥檛 react. The General took the lull in action as an opportunity to pull Henry closer to his side, scanning him over for any visible sign of injury.
This reminds me of something Henry did once鈥 it seems they鈥檙e more alike than I initially suspected.
After an awkward second that felt like an awkward eternity, Charles鈥 brain finally caught up with his heart and he quickly released Frisk, backing away. His eyes kept to the ground, bashful. 鈥淪orry, I鈥檓 sorry鈥 I just wigged out when I heard Henry screaming.鈥
You couldn鈥檛 hear it? It wasn鈥檛 coming out of his mouth, but Henry鈥檚 soul made, like, a death cry or something.
They鈥檇 only heard the thunderous sound of DETERMINATION flowing freely. Had that distressed the fragments somehow?
鈥淔risk, I understand you want to help.鈥 Alphys consoled. 鈥淵ou鈥檝e always done everything you can to help us out, even when we鈥 really haven鈥檛 deserved it.鈥 She looked over to her fellow monsters. Papyrus, Undyne, Mom and Dad, Flowey, Sa- no, Sans was gone again. But everyone else wore sympathetic expressions, looking at Frisk with pity.
Not pity, worry. You鈥檙e worrying them.
What did they have to be worried about? Frisk was fine. They weren鈥檛 the ones with their soul torn to shreds, lying in wait to die with all their loved ones unwilling unable to do anything. Even if it hurt, there had to be something Frisk could do.
(Because Henry had SAVED them. Protected them with his body and rescued their souls from the Void, at the cost of his own. They couldn鈥檛 just leave him like this. They couldn鈥檛 FAIL Henry like they鈥檇 FAILED to SAVE Asriel.)
鈥淢y child, this isn鈥檛 something you can just fix. The majority of Henry鈥檚 soul is missing.鈥 Toriel gently scolded, walking over to lead Frisk away from Henry. Reluctantly, if only because of the worried stares of Henry鈥檚 friends and family, Frisk allowed them. 鈥淎s hard as it is to say, there鈥檚 nothing we can do for him now but make him comfortable.鈥
The wince that put on Charles鈥 face filled Frisk with DETERMINATION.
鈥淣o, there has to be a way!鈥 Frisk insisted. There was always a way, even when nobody thought it possible. 鈥淢aybe we can recreate the missing parts!鈥 After all, it only took DETERMINATION and some other stuff to make a soul! And they had those in spades!
鈥淭hat鈥檚鈥 very much impossible.鈥 Alphys explained, her cadence slow. She was treating Frisk like a little kid. She鈥檚 trying to be careful, because of how sensitive you are. 鈥淓ven if we could recreate the missing parts, core parts of Henry鈥檚 identity 鈥 his love for others, and his memories 鈥 would be entirely disconnected from the new soul parts. It wouldn't be Henry. Not really.鈥
This failed to discourage the young ambassador. 鈥淭hen let鈥檚 get the missing pieces!鈥 They鈥檇 brought Chara back, after all. They could bring Henry back too!
It鈥檚鈥 not that simple.
鈥淚t鈥檚 not that simple.鈥 Flowey鈥檚 voice echoed Chara鈥檚 in their mind, which made Frisk scowl. 鈥淭he pieces of Henry鈥檚 soul would be impossible to find. They鈥檙e likely scattered all over the place. There鈥檚 no way you could track them all down. And we don鈥檛 know if they retain enough of Henry鈥檚 sense of identity while separated to respond to you CALLING for him.鈥
Frisk REFUSED to accept that. Henry was strong-willed, one of the most DETERMINED people Frisk knew. He wouldn鈥檛 go down so easily. He couldn鈥檛. 鈥淲e won鈥檛 know until we try!鈥 Frisk snapped back, wrenching themselves free of their mother鈥檚 grip. Frisk, slow down鈥 鈥淲e have to at least check first! It鈥檚 not fair otherwise!鈥
鈥淢y child鈥!鈥
Calm down!
No. Frisk was DONE being calm. They nimbly dodged a pair of hands reaching out to restrain comfort them and bolted. Their mind was traveling a million miles a minute. They had to get underground, quickly. Out the front entrance? No, the soldiers would never let them pass by themselves. Over the fence, then. It would be tricky, but they were sure they could climb it before anyone noticed. No, you need to go back, you shouldn鈥檛 be down there by yourself. Frisk ignored this 鈥榖rilliant鈥 advice and raced up to the nearest fence.
They gripped onto the fence and began to scale as quickly as they could, their climbing clumsy and rushed. A familiar feeling formed in their soul, though Frisk didn鈥檛 recognize it until a pair of red arms was tugging them down, and Frisk put all their strength into resisting Chara鈥檚 pull.
鈥淭his isn鈥檛鈥 helping鈥 anything!鈥 The red ghost scolded as they redoubled their strength. Frisk tried to ignore them and kept climbing. Chara still weighed them down. 鈥淔risk鈥! You need to calm down! I KNOW you鈥檙e exhausted! You鈥檙e in no condition to climb the mountain again!鈥
The pressure on Frisk sudden increased, like gravity had SHIFTED to drag them down, and with the added weight Frisk couldn鈥檛 continue to hold themselves up. They squirmed and clung to the fence, but felt themselves slowly being dragged down until, eventually, they were forced to release the fence, falling into a blue cushion of skeleton jacket. 鈥測ou should listen to your friend kid.鈥 Sans scolded gently. 鈥渏ust because there are no monsters in the underground doesnt mean you can just run around down there willy nilly. That sounds like a good way to your parents femor-ous, especially if you end up buried alive.鈥 Sans winked for good measure. 鈥渁ll the action that caves seen has probably made some things unstable.鈥
That wasn鈥檛 something Frisk had considered. The Underground had always been so vast and lively, it was easy to forget that the entire place was actually a gigantic mountainous cavern. Even so, 鈥淚 have to get down there! I-I have to at least try to get Henry back! He-鈥 He鈥檇 sacrificed everything for them. To SAVE them from the Void. Frisk couldn鈥檛 just let someone else suffer for their mistakes鈥!
鈥淗ey, shh鈥︹ Chara whispered soothingly, their arms looped tightly around Frisk. 鈥淵ou can鈥檛 just run off blindly into danger. He鈥檒l hang on long enough for you to get some proper rest and, maybe after you sleep for a little bit, you鈥檒l come up with another idea.鈥
Begrudgingly, Frisk had to admit Chara had a point. 鈥淚 just鈥 so many bad things have happened because of me.鈥 Because of what they鈥檇 let Chara do, because Frisk had slipped up and let themselves and Chara be caught by Gaster. 鈥淚 can鈥檛 just let it go.鈥
鈥渒id.鈥 Sans sighed. 鈥渢his isnt making up for your mistakes. this is punishment. youre holding yourself to a ridiculously high standard because thatll 鈥榤ake up for what you did鈥, and when you FAIL to meet those standards you just pile more self-loathing onto yourself. Your not going to 鈥榤ake up鈥 for what happened because youre still in that mindset of needing punishment.鈥
Something in Frisk broke, and they squinted their eyes shut to stop the tears. 鈥淪o鈥 what do I do?鈥
鈥淵ou just鈥 keep doing your best.鈥 Chara told them. 鈥淜eep helping your loved ones, but don鈥檛 try to martyr yourself if it鈥檚 too big. Remember when we faced Flowey in his Asriel form?鈥 Sans didn鈥檛 respond to that tidbit of information. Frisk couldn鈥檛 tell if it was because he already knew, or because of his naturally chill demeanor. Right now it didn鈥檛 matter. 鈥淵ou CALLED FOR HELP, and all the friends you鈥檇 made responded? You can鈥檛 do this alone.鈥
Frisk sniffled and confided. 鈥淚 feel like I鈥檓 just burdening everyone with my problems. I should be able to do this by myself, because I owe everyone for all the bad stuff we did.鈥
Chara opened their mouth, thought for a second, then closed it again. They stroked their chin and stuck out their tongue, puzzling their options over in their head. This momentary silence gave Toriel and Asgore the opportunity to catch up, both slightly winded from their frantic attempts to keep up with one very nimble, very fast child.
Toriel reached them first, dropping to her knees to take her child into her arms. 鈥淥h, Frisk!鈥 The words she breathed out was barely loudly than the wind. 鈥淧lease, my child, you must stop scaring us like that!鈥
From the shoulder of his father, Flowey slithered down the king鈥檚 arm like a snake and dove into the ground, tunneling below and reemerging by Frisk鈥檚 side. 鈥淪eriously. You鈥檙e going to give these poor people heart attacks.鈥
鈥淪orry.鈥 Frisk sniffled out as they wiped away their tears. 鈥淚 just鈥 got overwhelmed.鈥
鈥淚t鈥檚 been a difficult day for all of us.鈥 Asgore agreed, and Toriel took Frisk鈥檚 hand and helped them stand up. 鈥淥n days like this, I like to take a moment to rest and relax. Once you鈥檝e done so, you may find yourself able to look at the problem with a new perspective.鈥
When it came to problems like this, Frisk could definitely use a new perspective.
鈥淥kay,鈥 They whispered, and allowed themselves to be lead back their tent. Sans waved to them as they left.
By the time Frisk awoke, the morning sun was streaming through the slit of the tent entrance and pouring onto their face, gently nudging the child awake to greet the new day. They stretched, yawned, and took a quick glance around. Mom was asleep atop her bed, and Flowey was loosely wrapped around her shoulder, head pressed down against Toriel鈥檚 ear. He subconsciously nuzzled his face into her fur as he slept, which made Frisk smile. Asgore, being both too big for any of their beds and also a guest, slept on a pile of pillows on the floor. His snoring sounded like whistling, which Frisk decided was quite cute. There was no sign of Chara, but with the danger passed perhaps they鈥檇 decided to spend some time by themselves? Well, wherever they鈥檇 wandered off to, Frisk hoped they were doing okay.
Slow and quiet as a mouse, Frisk crept up to the kitchen table to find a whole smorgasbord of magical treats. There was a plate of cookies, mostly broken into pieces, with a note on top from Undyne telling their little punk to 鈥榞et better soon, or else!鈥 that Alphys amended with a clarification that 鈥榦r else鈥 referred to the two of them playing nurse for Frisk. There was also a plate of spaghetti from Papyrus, with a rambling note telling them how he鈥檇 made 鈥榟uman-style鈥 pasta for Rupert and Dave, how he鈥檇 gotten their seal of approval, and how, now that he鈥檇 mastered spaghetti, his next goal was to perfect the art of the pancake. Frisk silently wished him luck with that. Nearby was a blue and purple striped mug filled with a cool beverage that smelled like tea. Asgore had left them a little note with a heart, which was positively adorable. And mom had cut them a single slice of her famous butterscotch-cinnamon pie.
So precious. Frisk really had worried them all, hadn鈥檛 they? They were so caught up on the idea of making up for what they鈥檇 done that they hadn鈥檛 really considered how their actions would affect their friends. In the future, they would have to be more careful about that.
Frisk took the time to reheat the tea with the help of a portable hot stove they鈥檇 been provided by the government, and ate a pleasant breakfast of tea and pie, saving the cookies and spaghetti for later. Once they鈥檇 had their fill, the child looked back to see the others still asleep and pulled out their phone to access their item box. From the box they procured a pencil and a piece of paper, and did something they probably should have done earlier; they left a note.
Dear Mom and Dad,
Went out to look for Chara and check on Henry. I won鈥檛 leave the camp, promise.
Love, Frisk
Satisfied, Frisk left the note atop the remaining food and paused only to wipe the crumbs off their face before exiting the tent to face the new day.
The world outside was cool and bright, with the grass smelling of dew. Frisk took in the fresh mountain air before marching out into the camp. Already, they noticed a change in the humans and monsters. More specifically, that they were much more integrated. The Royal Guards of Snowdin were patrolling alongside the humans, engaging in casual banter. Off-duty men gathered around as Shyren, Nabstablook, and Mettaton performed live. Muffet and another woman Frisk recognized as the human chef were engaged in a deep discussion. Probably about muffins or something. These new developments made Frisk鈥檚 heart full to burst. Gaster鈥檚 plan had done so much harm, but in the end he may have brought them all together in a whole new way. The sight of everyone at peace filled Frisk with DETERMINATION.
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In the end, Frisk was surprised to find Chara sharing a pleasant conversation with Monster Kid. The two spoke in hushed tones that died completely when Frisk approached. Monster Kid was smiling brightly, waving Frisk over with a familiar, 鈥淵o!鈥 while Chara merely hovered nearby.
鈥淚t took you long enough.鈥 They declared when Frisk was close enough to hear. 鈥淚 thought you鈥檇 sleep through the whole day!鈥
鈥淏ut it鈥檚 only nine in the morning.鈥 MK pointed out.
Frisk gave them both an apologetic smile. 鈥淪orry. With everything that鈥檚 happened, I guess I鈥檝e been more tired than I thought.鈥
鈥淥h no, it鈥檚 cool!鈥 MK immediately assured them. 鈥淚鈥檝e just been talking to your buddy Chara. They said they鈥檝e been with you the whole time? How come I鈥檝e never met them before?鈥
There was so much baggage with that one simple question that Frisk didn鈥檛 know how to respond. They paused, unsure feelings swelling inside of them, before answering with a partial truth, 鈥淲ell, Chara鈥檚 a human ghost, so I wasn鈥檛 sure how everyone would react鈥 I didn鈥檛 want to scare anybody鈥︹
Scare, traumatize by bringing up literal ghosts of the past that they couldn鈥檛 even see, same difference.
鈥極h, okay!鈥 Monster Kid immediately accepted this answer, not pursing the line of questioning any further. A part of Frisk felt warm and bubbly at their consideration. Maybe one day Frisk would give them the whole story. One day, when they鈥檇 made peace with it themselves.
Chara made a hand gesture that was something like 鈥榗lose enough鈥, then hovered down a little closer to Frisk. 鈥淲e were talking about what happened yesterday.鈥 Chara鈥檚 eyes darted briefly over in the direction of Ebott, and then clarified, 鈥淯nder the mountain.鈥 As if Frisk needed reminding. 鈥淚鈥檝e been trying to make sure my story鈥檚 straight, for when we need to tell people later. MK鈥檚 a really good listener.鈥 The little dinosaur monster stuck out their tongue, smiling widely at the praise. 鈥淚鈥檝e also been thinking about鈥 Henry.鈥
鈥淗enry鈥︹ Frisk looked down. 鈥淎ny change?鈥
鈥淗e鈥檚 not dead, if that鈥檚 what you mean. First thing I checked on this morning.鈥 Chara shrugged. 鈥淚鈥檝e been thinking about what we should do about him. My best guess is that we鈥檇 need something to locate all the pieces of his soul. Like a metal detector, but for souls stuck in the Void.鈥
鈥淚s that, uh, possible?鈥 MK asked.
Frisk tapped their chin, sticking out their tongue as they puzzled it over. 鈥淢aybe鈥 if we had something Henry really cared about? Like, maybe we can get something of Charles鈥?鈥
鈥淚鈥檝e heard Henry likes shiny things.鈥 Chara mused. 鈥淧erhaps we could get a shiny rock from the Underground and attach it to a magical transmitter?鈥
MK jumped up and down, excited by the plans they were making. 鈥淥h! Oh! That Henry guy says he hates being told what to do! What if we had a bunch of people yelling 鈥楪o Away!鈥 in a big magic circle? That would reverse pie-cology him into showing up.鈥
Frisk couldn鈥檛 quite help their giggle at Monster Kid鈥檚 mix up. Chara gently corrected him. 鈥淚t鈥檚 reverse psychology. You were very close, though.鈥 Still, Frisk didn鈥檛 think that would really work. There had to be some way they could get those soul pieces. But how鈥?
鈥淯-um鈥 Ambassador Frisk?鈥 The children turned, and Frisk almost jumped when they spotted Sven鈥檚 familiar blue hat clutched in his hands. Chara and Monster Kid had similar split section reactions, with Chara moving to a straight standing position and MK jumping between him and Frisk with an adorable growl. But this wasn鈥檛 Gaster; it was Sven, and in response he merely took a few steps back, with one hand releasing his hat to be held up in a placating fashion. 鈥淓r, sorry to interrupt, it鈥檚 kind of important鈥︹
Frisk frowned, noting the dark bags under his eyes, the way his hair was tousled. It was likely he hadn鈥檛 slept all night. They held out an arm to signal to Chara that they should hold back, and then their other in front of Monster Kid to do the same. The two other children briefly glanced at Frisk, but ultimately trusted them and backed down, allowing Frisk to approach. They asked, 鈥淚s something wrong, Mister Sven? You look terrible.鈥
Oh, they hope nothing was wrong with Sven, because that would mean there was something up with Gaster, and they were hardly prepared for another battle. Just the thought of that had Frisk suppressing a shiver.
But Sven merely shook his head 鈥榥o鈥. 鈥淚 have something important for you.鈥 He knelt down next to them and held out his blue hat. All three children peered inside.
It was empty.
鈥淲hat鈥?鈥 Chara squinted their eyes, looking confused. 鈥淭here鈥檚鈥 there鈥檚 something in there. I can鈥檛 quite make it out, what is it?鈥
Those words made Frisk and Monster Kid peer closer. Though their eyes were narrowed in focus, Monster Kid complained aloud about not seeing anything. Frisk focused their DETERMINATION, and saw the light reflect off of something. Little odd shapes, piled up on themselves. They looked familiar. They felt familiar. They were鈥 鈥淗enry鈥檚 soul.鈥 They realized, and clutched the hat closer. 鈥淵ou鈥 found it?鈥
Sven grinned at them, bringing up a finger to brush against his eye patch. 鈥淵eah, took me all night, but I know I got them all. My INTEGRITY tells me so, and Gaster鈥檚 habitation of my body had certain鈥 advantages.鈥 That made Sven frown deeply, though he quickly moved on. 鈥淏ut I don鈥檛 have the power to bring them back. That takes DETERMINATION, and I don鈥檛 have enough. You, though鈥 you are the most DETERMINED person in the world. Gaster said so at least twice. If anybody can bring those shards back to this reality, you can.鈥
They could? Frisk peered down into the hat. That was Henry Stickmin. Henry, who sacrificed himself to drag them back to the real world. He fixed their happy ending. He protected Frisk with his body, even after he鈥檇 made it clear he didn鈥檛 like them. Everyone missed him so, so much. Charles was a wreck. Galeforce was barely suppressing his emotions, and likely only for Charles鈥 sake. Ellie, the few times she had caught their eye, looked tired and hopeless. He meant so much to them. He made so many people so happy. He protected Galeforce, devoted himself to Charles, forgave Ellie. And Frisk would bring him back. To repay their debt. To bring a smile back to his family. To give him one final chance after everything he鈥檇 been through.
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Under their hands, the many soul shards began to slowly fade in, and MK took a few steps back in shock while making an awed noise. Frisk鈥檚 DETERMINATION surged through them like electric shocks. They first appeared a sickly gray, then slowly grew more saturated as life flooded back into them. Each one radiated warmth and emotion. Eventually Frisk pulled away their hand and gazed down into the hat, which was now filled up with radiant red light.
MK gasped aloud. 鈥淲hoa鈥 it鈥檚 so pretty鈥 and so sad鈥︹ Silently Frisk agreed. The ambassador could vaguely feel the souls, their proximity allowing for some semblance of a consciousness that was reaching out. The consciousness wasn鈥檛 quite complete; it was vague and fragile, unable to really form any coherent thoughts. Only its emotions were even remotely capable of being felt, and they too felt off, like soft gray television fuzz. Poor Henry. Frisk reached down and softly stroked one of the triangles, receiving a vague feeling of comfort in response.
鈥淭hank you, Mister Sven.鈥 They smiled up at him.
鈥淵eah,鈥 Chara remarked, 鈥淵ou鈥檝e really SAVED us some time. I was worried we鈥檇 have to climb Mount Ebott AGAIN. Don鈥檛 get me wrong, I loved the Underground, but I鈥檓 kind of sick of it at this point.鈥
Frisk silently rolled their eyes.
鈥淚t鈥檚鈥 no trouble, kids.鈥 His eyes were dark and haunted, but Sven didn鈥檛 necessarily look bad. Just tired, like he鈥檇 surpassed some impossible obstacle and had come out the other end exhausted but accomplished. 鈥淗enry SAVED the Right Hand Man, and fixed my mistakes. I owed him a favour, and now we鈥檙e even.鈥 Sven then frowned. 鈥淭here鈥檚鈥 a lot of mixed feelings there. Henry and Charles were a big part of why the Toppat Clan fell. But I鈥檓 trying to listen to my INTEGRITY from now on, and it says that I need to square my debts, however I can.鈥 Sven then looked to the side. 鈥淣ow I need to figure out what comes next.鈥
鈥淭hat sounds hard.鈥 Frisk consoled, taking a moment to touch Sven鈥檚 arm. 鈥淏ut I鈥檓 sure you鈥檒l figure it out.鈥
Sven smiled tiredly down at them. 鈥淗eh, that makes one of us. Good luck fixing Henry, kid. It鈥檚 up to you now.鈥
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鈥淐harles! Charles!鈥 Frisk yelled as they rushed into Alphys鈥 tent. Their miniature stampede was brought to a halt by a harsh shush. Galeforce gave them a stern look from his spot at the head of Henry鈥檚 cot. Henry rested in his lap, supported by General Galeforce鈥檚 knee as his hair was combed through by one of his hands. In the cot to the left Ellie slept soundly, her eyes circled by dark rings. Charles was snoring in another cot, his body so translucent in his resting state that it was basically see through. From the looks of it, none of them had gotten much sleep last night.
鈥淪orry, yo.鈥 Monster Kid whispered from behind Frisk. Chara flew over their heads to hover next to Henry鈥檚 body. 鈥淏ut- but we鈥檝e got good news! We鈥檝e got Henry鈥檚 soul!鈥
The poor General had looked like he was barely awake, but MK鈥檚 words had him jump up from his chair. 鈥淲hat?!鈥
鈥淲ith some unexpected help from the Top Hat Clan, we were able to secure what was left of Henry鈥檚 soul and use Frisk鈥檚 DETERMINATION to bring the pieces back from the Void.鈥 Chara made a grand gesture towards Sven鈥檚 hat, still outpouring with a beautiful red glow. 鈥淭hey鈥檙e right there.鈥
Galeforce鈥檚 knees buckled as he swiftly made his way over to Frisk, falling to his knees as he took Sven鈥檚 hat and gazed into it. 鈥淗enry鈥︹ He breathed, completely stunned. Tears formed at the corners of his eyes as the emotions overwhelmed him. 鈥淥h my god, son, oh my god鈥︹ The hat was clutched close to Galeforce鈥檚 chest and he began to hiccup with suppressed sobs.
The commotion, at last, roused Charles and Ellie. They both groaned as they awoke, Charles returning to full transparency and Ellie taking a few seconds to just stare sleepily at the scene before her. Naturally, they were quite confused to see General Galeforce clutching a Top Hat and quietly crying into it. Ellie forced herself up and got closer, while Charles paused to stroke Henry鈥檚 hair before joining Galeforce.
鈥淪ir鈥?鈥 Charles asked. His eyes widened as red light began to reflect in them, though he asked before daring to hope, 鈥淲hat鈥檚 going on? What is that?鈥
Ellie stood stone still in her shock. Her eyes remained trained on the red soul shards.
鈥淚t鈥檚 Henry!鈥 MK announced excitedly, jumping up and down energetically. 鈥淥ne of those Top Hat fellows found and brought back the pieces of his soul, and Frisk brought them back! Yo, they鈥檙e so COOL!鈥
The blatant praise made Frisk blush.
Ellie, like Galeforce before her, fell to her knees and watched the shards slack-jawed. 鈥淚-I can鈥檛 believe it. I would have thought that鈥檇 be the last of him. Heh, should have known.鈥 She smiled and wiped at her face with her sleeve. 鈥淵ou red souls are way too stubborn to just keel over and die.鈥
鈥淚 feel like that鈥檚 directed towards me.鈥 Chara remarked flatly.
Charles was stunned, frozen in one spot levitating above the ground. Once he got his bearings he dove down to peer into the hat. 鈥淵ou鈥 oh my god.鈥 Charles was smiling with brilliant white orbs of light falling from his eyes. 鈥淵ou really SAVED him鈥 thank you, thank you so much!鈥 Galeforce rose, and Ellie and Charles rose with him, as though pulled up by the red glow of Henry鈥檚 soul. 鈥淲hat are we waiting for?! Let鈥檚 put them back!鈥
Everybody raced to Henry鈥檚 side, Frisk ducking under Galeforce鈥檚 arm to get as close to the body as possible. The hat was carefully emptied of its contents, the soul shards flooding out over Henry鈥檚 chest. 聽They just remained there, floating over their person. Frisk reached out. This was it. They鈥檇 get Henry back. They鈥檇 returned the favor Henry had done them, SAVE him as he鈥檇 SAVED them. Frisk was DETERMINED.
And鈥 nothing happened.
Frisk frowned, and focused their DETERMINATION again. Come together, they openly willed the soul shards, come together and remake Henry. Everything was there. Frustrated, Frisk tried to physically push the pieces together, but like before they repelled each other, and when the DETERMINATION began to thunder they stopped.
鈥淲hy鈥 why isn鈥檛 it working?鈥 They asked, trying not to sound hysterical for the other鈥檚 sake.
A hand pressed down on Frisk鈥檚 shoulder. 鈥淪tay calm.鈥 Ellie instructed them. 鈥淛ust try to focus. If anyone can do it, it鈥檚 you.鈥
Frisk tried again. They tried to focus their DETERMINATION like a black hole, to pull the rest of the pieces in. Nothing happened. Frisk tried again. They attempted to imagine the pieces sorting together like puzzle pieces. Nothing happened. Frisk tried again. They thought of the soul pieces as continents, and imagined them moving together as a super-continent in fast motion. Nothing happened. Frisk tried again. Nothing happened. Frisk tried again-
鈥淔risk, stop.鈥 Chara gently pulled at their shoulder. 鈥淵our DETERMINATION is great. Gaster may even be right about you being the most DETERMINED person in the world. But DETERMINATION alone鈥 it might not be enough. This may be the best we can do.鈥
鈥淣o.鈥 Frisk whimpered. Their hands were shaking, they had no idea how much time had passed. Frisk tried again. Nothing happened. They tried again. Nothing happened. 鈥淣o, no, this can鈥檛 be it! This can鈥檛 be!鈥
Tears began to burn their eyes and face as they dripped down. Frisk tried to stop, they really did, but once Chara had pulled them back into a proper embrace they couldn鈥檛 help themselves. MK, careful not to touch Chara, sidled over and nuzzled their head into Frisk鈥檚 side. With their sibling on one side and their dear friend on the other, Frisk let go and started sobbing in their embrace.
It felt like, no matter how hard they tried, there would always be someone they FAILED to SAVE.
Step two is complete. Next Chapter: Step Three.
Things I've done that have delayed chapters while writing this fanfiction:
-Play Dragon Age: Origins all the way through (which is a very frustrating experience, btw) -Buy a new laptop -Delete an entire chapter halfway through and start over because 'it didn't vibe right'. -Dogsit
I'll let you decide which excuse applies to this chapter.
We're getting closer to the end. Here's hoping I can pull it off. :)
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