A sequel to A New Expedition (A Pikmin reader insert), but you don't need to read it first if you really want to.
Woah, (Y/N)'s in another game!? This is Deja Vu. This time it's Undertale. Another adventure for rated E for-Everyone. This might not l...
As soon as I saw the grin on (Y/N)'s face, I knew that was not (Y/N) anymore. Chara wasn't the culprit the whole time, it was the HATE. And now the culprit's latching on to (Y/N).
"Guys... I'm so sorry!" Chara tried to apologize for her actions controlled by the hate.
I knew it wasn't the time. "No time for chit-chat..."
Flowey was still unconscious at the time, and good, because I didn't want his irrational snark. Pacifist or not, nobody can deal with him.
"I... feel... amazing. If I knew HATE was this powerful, I should've came a while ago." (Y/N)'s voice was deeper, and had an echo effect to it. He soon turned his gaze towards the four of us.
"P-please (Y/N)!" (G/N) was unsettled.
"(Y/N)... how uninteresting of a name. I'd think Void better suits me... and I think death better suits you guys!" (Y/N), or Void held us with his telekinesis in place. He cackled, and came to look at Chara.
"Chara, Chara, Chara. I must thank you." I could see the look of fear on his face. "Without you, I could never become VOID. On second thought... I'll spare you four. It doesn't matter anyways. It's not like you could have the heart to shatter the SOUL of your old friend."
He threw us packing all the way back to the monster mansion.
Time Skip brought to you by my terrible art calling for help
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After (Y/N) threw us, he started doing what Chara was going to... murder innocent civilians. On top of that, all of my monster friends were nowhere to be found, and the impact of us flying into the Monster Mansion left the place in in ruins.
(G/N) POV————
We spoke a bit with Chara about what had happened, and by we, I mean Chara giving the stink eye to Frisk and only talking to to me.
"I'M SORRY, OK!?" Frisk pleaded to Chara. "I did it out of curiosity, and that wasn't the best choice of me! It only happened once!"
Chara looked stressed enough as it is. "Fine... I guess. What matters most is we need to find a way to, get (Y/N) rid of the hate inside of himself!"
"I... got nothing!" I spoke the truth.
Chara looked me dead in the eye. "I have a plan. Think you can try to open up a portal?"
He knew that I couldn't do it alone, so he had to know another way to complete the portal.
"If you open the portal, maybe there's something in Alphys' lab that can help us open the rest of it!" Chara was on to something!
"But how are we going to sneak to Toriel's school without (Y/N) seeing us?" I had to complain, I mean, I can't not.
"Wait... why don't you just possess Flowey, like (Y/N) did! Then you could maybe help move underground without being spotted!" Frisk proposed to Chara.
Chara sighed. "Well, we have nothing else to lose, so I'm game."
Time Skip to getting to Toriel's school
After... like 10 seconds we arrived... Flowey goes so fast!
"Alrighty then! We've arrived!" Chara said whole exiting Flowey's body.
I was determined to help my friends. "Let's split and see what we find!"
All 3 of us nodded in agreement (except unconscious Flowey because... unconscious) and went searching.
1/2 an hour later...
3rd Person View
(G/N) and Chara were getting annoyed, but even Frisk, who has a high tolerance level, was even getting annoyed himself!
(G/N) was the first to snap.
"snap" (G/N) snapped.
{I can't do humor}
"Hey guys! Come on over here!" Chara had found something.
Frisk examined it. "It's labeled... the Plot Device. It says to press the Big Blue Bubble on it to help the Plot."
"Well this is plot isn't it? Now press it!" (G/N) was pushy, even for her standards. "Also, I suddenly feel the urge to play a game about monsters that play songs... oh well..."
Frisk pushed the game develope- I MEAN THE BIG BLUE BUBBLE.
And right there and then, half of the energy needed to construct a portal was in front of (G/N).
"I'm about to end this portal's whole career." Said (G/N) as the author pondered his existence.
