Author's Note: The clicking noise that Frisk hears is the same sound the monsters made when they 'talked' in the game.
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fun level 74 Original MC Sans and Frisk
Frisk's Home . . .
Frisk typed up her report, but looked back as she heard a sound. Up in the mountains, strange sounds were always heard, but that sounded almost . . . like leaves. She knew that sound, once upon a time. She moved toward her kitchen. "Hello?" She turned on the light and looked around. "Is anyone there?"
"Frisk."
Frisk looked around, but couldn't pinpoint where the sound of her name came from. It couldn't be . . . "Um." There wasn't any dirt anywhere, but her window had been jostled open. "Who is there?"
"Frisk."
She heard it again. "Okay. Is that . . ." Impossible. Right? She'd been there a whole year already and not found one ripple of news. Could it really be? "Flowey?"
"Hi, Frisk!" Flowey made her scream in surprise by suddenly dangling below her kitchen light.
"Flowey!" Frisk touched her chest. Her heart had beat so hard it was aching. She never visually saw most of the monsters, but she knew their sounds. And Flowey in particular always had a unique sound. "Flowey. You're okay?" Then, maybe it was true. "The monsters did make it out?"
"No, silly, I just found a tiny hole." Flowey cackled. "I just snuck out of it. So. Have you missed the Underground?"
The way he spoke. "I've been trying to find the monsters," Frisk admitted. "I've been looking ever since I was eight."
"Little kid inside of you still wants to help your friends. Awww . . ." Flowey dangled back and forth. "Good. We need an ambassador."
"But . . ." Didn't Flowey not have a soul now? Oh, memory fades. "Why do you care?"
"Because I want to make it out too? Oh, I guess I am out," Flowey laughed. "I forgot! Nevermind then, I don't need you at all."
Ooh. Wrong words. "No, wait! I want to help?"
"Hm. Well. Maybe? Maybe you can help. But, things have changed," Flowey warned her.
"I haven't been down since I was eight," Frisk admitted. "I'm sure nothing's the same at all."
"Well, for one. You." Flowey started to make strange clicks to her. He didn't speak, just clicked at her. Almost like sounds from an old video game console before real voices were added.
"What are you doing?" Frisk asked.
"Ha, I knew it! Ooh, that's going to make things difficult." Flowey moved downward to be more in front of her face. "You don't have Chara with you. You know what that means, Silly human? You can't speak monster. I was speaking monster." He clicked again. "That's monster. I speak human because I knew Chara. Toriel the caretaker and King Asgore can speak it too. But, how many monsters also speak it?"
Oh. "Chara." Frisk remembered her. "I haven't heard her in my head since I went through the barrier. She found peace I think." She smiled. "It's what I believe. But, the monster language."
"She knew it. She translated it for you. You never even opened your mouth to breath a word," Flowey reminded her. "Even monsters just sort of knew what you were saying."
Frisk remembered that. It was the same with seeing. She saw the path ahead so well in her head, but didn't really remember what others looked like. The magic down below was too heavy to do the simplest of things, like see and talk. "Okay." That would make things tough. "Why can't the monsters leave?"
"They need an ambassador. A human ambassador. Somebody who can go over to the new barrier and say 'hey, monsters won't tear up the world, I promise.' That's all."
"Really?" Oh no. "You mean, if I had just stayed when they asked me to be an ambassador?"
"Righty-O! Monsters wouldn't be down there anymore. Just need a word," Flowey encouraged her, "from a human. A trustworthy human. That's it. So? How about dedicating just one day to your old friends?"
Tricky. Flowey had turned back to Asriel, and then back to Flowey at the end of her time in the Underground. Then again, her memory was from so long ago, how much of it could she completely trust? If I don't try, then why am I even here?
"Toriel wants you. She knows the way it works. Toriel wouldn't put you in danger, would she?" Flowey pointed out. "No, of course not! So, come on. Follow your dear friend Flowey, I'll take you to Toriel, you can go to the other side of the mountain with no encounters, and help us get out. For good."
Maybe some of Asriel's goodness remained in Flowey? It was tough to say, but Frisk knew finding anything on the side of the mountain would be difficult. Mount Ebott was huge. Whole communities even lived beside it. She had no choice but to trust him.
Or she'd live a lifetime of regret if she didn't.
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"Now, a couple things to keep in mind," Flowey said to her as they moved down toward the hole he said existed. "Do you remember the funny little skeleton guy that kind of stalked you around everywhere?"
"Oh. Yeah, I . . . remember his words."
"Right, he's short. Like you," Flowey said. "The name Frisk is unique enough, and I had a feeling you'd be somewhere right around the mountain. Then lo and behold, a human that looks like you. It was easy." He moved in front of her. "Anyhow, back to the point? Don't talk to him or his brother. Trust me. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, nooooo."
"Sans?" Hmmm . . . "He was the only one who never attacked me. Um." Yeah, her little eight-year-old self remembered that. The only one she truly felt safe around as a child.
"Yeah, him," Flowey said. "Anyhow, now he might try and kill you."
"What?" That didn't make any sense.
"I told you. Things change. Smiley Trashbag and his brother are your worst enemies down there. Trust Toriel, Undyne, Alphys, or any of those other little creatures you befriended. But, not them. They'll kill you if you do."
That was hard to believe. She had only been eight, but? It could be a Flowey trick. Most likely a Flowey trick. "I just need to go to the barrier, right? With Toriel's assistance? I probably won't even see them." There, that should settle him down.
"Perfect idea, human!" Flowey agreed. "After all, you are safer with her than anyone else. Not to mention, hardly anyone kept up with the human language. So, in you go. Right down there."
Frisk saw the opening and headed downward. It was black, but she saw the strange black and white shimmering around it. There was a barrier all the way around the Underground too? She stuck her hand through the all black part. "It's kind of small. I don't know how I'll fit."
"Oh, I'll make you fit."
Frisk felt Flowey wrap his stems around her mouth, her neck, and then around her stomach. She tried to scream as he wrapped her up like a spider did to its prey.
"Come, come now. How else are you supposed to fit?" Flowey cackled. "And what fun would a warning have been? Now, come inside, human." He brought himself through the hole first before dragging her through.
She hit the ground and then felt Flowey take his stems off of her. Note to self, Frisk. Flowey is still a jerk.
A familiar strange click rang in Frisk's head.
"Eh. It was worth it to grab her and wrap her up like that."
There was more of the clicking sound. It had a different tempo to it, but it was much like Flowey's sound. Only, slightly different. It couldn't be Flowey.
"Hello?" Frisk called out.
"Human language? Don't you remember monster?"
"No. Not anymore anyway," Frisk said. "Long story."
"That's strange. Okay. It's okay, Frisk. Do you remember me? My, you have grown into a big child! You're a girl, I see. I mean, a woman? A young woman now. Oh, humans age so fast. It's okay, I'm Toriel. The caretaker of the Ruins."
Frisk didn't open her eyes as she stood up. "Hello, Toriel."
"Oh. The magic is still too much for your eyes down here. Try to squint here and there to see. If you can. You must have last time, right?" Toriel asked. "Don't worry. You don't have to see to be the ambassador. I am so glad you came to speak on our behalf to help free us, Frisk."
"No problem." Frisk rubbed her eyes. The magic was heavy on her. If fog had weight.
"Oh. You stayed small for a human. I am sorry. That's probably from the Underground." Toriel helped guide her. "This way. You seem a lot different than last time. I mean, besides the not being a child part. Couldn't you see your way last time?"
"Well, last time I had someone within me. She saw for me," Frisk admitted. "When I fell into the ruins. Her name was Chara."
"Chara? Oh." Toriel sighed. "Human . . . human souls. Tricky things," she said softly.
"She's freed," Frisk said delicately, getting a feeling that Toriel had known her, but her voice was getting sore. "Her soul left when I left. That's why I don't speak monster, or why I can't move around as well. It's just me." She tried to look a little, but it hurt terribly to even do that. It felt like someone was coming at her in the dark with the brights in their headlights on a car turned on. "My voice." It sounded quite froggish, like she had a sore throat. Even her head felt spinny.
"Yes. It'll get better as you spend time down here. In the past, when we were on the surface, we weren't all just gathered in one small area, so it affects things. It affected a lot of things." Toriel paused. "Although? Human, I know it's been a terribly long time since you've been here. You probably want to see your old friends." Toriel moved in front of her. "But, I know from experience, that getting this over quick and easy would be the best way and it could take weeks for you to adjust to the magic weight. And, the more we have to wonder whether this works or not, the worse it will get. The more monsters will get involved in it."
"I understand, I have my own life too," Frisk said, "and I can't spend days down here either. Flowey said a few words, right?"
"Right, that's all. Let's proceed then so negotiations can get started." Frisk felt herself getting led by the hand. "No monster will mess with me. We will be there before morning, and, you will feel better over there."
Navigating her through the mountain with her eyes closed? "Toriel, are you sure about this?"
"Two hours, tops." Toriel chuckled. "We will be there by five. Just, here." Frisk felt something on top of her. "Monsters will be up at all hours, but less will be up right now. So, I just covered you with a large hooded cloak. You will be safe, Frisk."
She had to. Frisk had to. All her life she felt regret for the monsters. Even at 26, she still remembered it so vividly. Regret doesn't let memories dim as fast. She held Toriel's hand and felt herself going downstairs. She remembered where the stairs were and could judge the walk. Her shoes could feel the crunch of snow beneath her feet. She had been so scared back then, wondering what had been going on. Why she had been taken. Where she had fallen to.
Her feet were getting tired in the snow. She had never gotten tired before either. Oh, Chara. I really could have used your help again. At least she was at peace, and Toriel was guiding her. She heard the beautiful, almost mesmerizing sound of Waterfall. Her ears pegged the beauty right away. The soothing sound soon bled away as she felt rain on her head. Without any encounters, it felt faster.
She felt the warmth of Hotlands. Really warm. Super warm!
"We are very close," Toriel said to her one more time. "We are in a special hall and then we shall be to Asgore." It wasn't surprising, Toriel must have known some shortcuts her little eight-year-old self hadn't known. Reaching Asgore's castle, she heard some of the strange clicks again. It must be Asgore.
As they walked, Frisk could feel some of the magic lessening on herself. She opened her eyes slightly to see.
"It's up ahead," Toriel said from behind her. "Go, Frisk. Please. Talk to them."
Frisk saw some light coming through. There wasn't as much of a rippling black and white effect anymore. I don't see a barrier. She walked forward. Most likely, this wouldn't get resolved in a day, but if she introduced herself, it would be a beginning. They could go through the rest of the negotiations on the surface as to how to resolve the situation. "Hello? I'm human. I want to talk on behalf of the monsters?" She reached out toward the lighted area, walking faster. Relief from the magic urged her on further. "Hello? Is anyone there?" Before she took another step though, she felt herself getting pulled backward.
"No further than that," Toriel said, yanking her back. Frisk watched as where she had been standing had now been riddled by bullets. "Horrible." Toriel moved closer. As the bullets came, she just reflected them back. "You said we needed a human ambassador. We have one now. You need to listen." Nothing. "We have given you what you have asked for."
"That seems like automatic fire," Frisk said calling to Toriel. "No one is there yet. Too early."
Toriel came back over. When she was near Frisk, the shooting stopped. "It is always like this."
"You can get further than me," Frisk said gesturing to the light. "What's wrong?"
"Magic. Just as they keep us in here, the further we push our way through, we lose our magic," she stated to Frisk. "This may be a waiting game, Frisk."
"I understand." Frisk sat on the floor. Every fifteen minutes she moved up, spoke, and moved backward again. Eventually, a human would hear her. Let them be free. I can finally do what I should have done so long ago. I can set them all free from here. Her world would be fine now with the monsters. At the very least, a new barrier above ground. Something so that they could have the sun and skies back. Work out something so that they could get back into the world again, instead of stuck in a dark mountain. And so my parents and family would stop thinking I was crazy. That would be a nice bonus too. Behind her, she heard more clicking again. That was . . . she looked behind and saw another monster's silhouette. Considering the distance, maybe Alphys? Frisk waved, but it didn't really wave back as it continued to make clicking noises to Toriel.
Okay. Maybe it wasn't her? Frisk turned back around and faced the front. Another ten minutes and she would try again. She heard more clicking again behind her, this one more robust in sound. She stole a glance behind and saw another silhouette. Did she know them? No, concentrate. She looked back in front. A few more minutes. A human was bound to come sooner or later. The clicking was intense one over the other behind her. Frisk moved forward again several times like she'd tried before. "Hello? My name is Frisk and I am human. You can scan me if you want? Please? I am here to talk on behalf of the monsters. It's time they were freed. Let's begin some kind of dialogue. Please?"
Still, nothing.
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Grillby's . . .
"I need another one here, Grillby," Sans said, waiting for his next burg. He looked toward Papyrus next to him. "What? We needed a break."
"Ugh." Papyrus tried to eat. "Holes and intruders. It was busy enough."
"Yeah," Sans agreed.
"What do you mean 'yeah'? You are always sleeping on your job!"
"Yeah. And that's hard work," Sans teased him. "Maybe Undyne will let us drop one of our post areas if she knows were out there doing something good."
"We can't do that. It's our responsibility to keep a watchful eye on everything," Papyrus said biting into his burger. "If I ever want to join the Royal Guard then I, The Great Papyrus, must take on this responsibility to the queen and all others!"
"Yeah. The Not So Great Sans doesn't feel as peachy about it," Sans said as he got his burger. "I could feel grilled about it though if it bought more of these burgers."
"Hey, Sans!" One of his many friends parked right next to him at the bar. "Were you on guard when it happened? I know from a friend who heard it from a friend that Queen Toriel came from the Ruins last night."
"Guess so." Everyone had to shop. Sans wasn't too surprised. He looked at his burger, ready to dive in.
"She was leading something small in a hooded cloth through Snowdin."
And wow. That wasn't good. Sans quickly took a bite, hoping the yummy juiciness would make the situation better. It didn't. It was tasty, but nothing was tasty enough to ignore that. How could she have gotten anyone through that hole that could actually find the human?
Papyrus himself just left the burger and called for him. "Come on, Sans!"
Sans took another bite. If he was going to be dying soon, he wasn't dying hungry.
"Sans!"
"I'm getting there." Sans shrugged and took another bite before putting it down. "Thanks, Grillby, but I'm going to die if I eat another bite. Actually, I might still."
"No time for puns, Sans!"
"Last rites, last jokes, am I rite?" Sans left the bar and followed Papyrus taking a shortcut to where Queen Toriel had to be if she had the human.
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By the New Barrier . . .
"We were taking care of it!" Papyrus complained to Tori. "Hello? Are we anything?"
"Frisk was found," Toriel said with certainty. "The humans demanded an ambassador, and don't think I have no memory of the surface! It is going to be covered in trees. It will take years to check around it, and you two were clearly against finding the human."
"We agreed to it," Sans said. "We agreed to do that for you, if you didn't get the human." He looked in the distance where the human's black silhouette was standing. Like a bad dream. "It needs to get out of here, Toriel."
"Frisk is doing a fine job. She came of her own will," Toriel said. "No one grabbed her against her will to bring her. She wants to help us."
"Then it should have all those years ago." Sans wasn't playing. Sans wasn't kidding. "Get the thing out, Tori. Papyrus and I will find a way out, just get it out."
"Thing? It?" Toriel looked disgusted at him, but he didn't care right then. "Why would you of all monsters call it a 'thing'? It is a human. We had all been on very good terms with it."
"Yeah." Even Undyne spoke up on its behalf. "The kid did fine last time. Give it another shot."
Toriel did not stop to take her eyes off of him. "What is this mood you are in? You are usually better than this, Sans."
Yeah. Life wasn't a laughing matter when the human was down in it. He exchanged a look toward Papyrus.
"It . . . well, it just shouldn't be trusted," Papyrus answered for him. "Monsters should find their own way out. Letting some little human do the work for us, it belittles us."
"Oh, don't even." Undyne glared at both of them. "What are you two hiding?!"
"The he-she-it thing should not be trusted!" Papyrus tried again. "Humans are bad."
"Not this one. You know that." Toriel was not getting pleasant. "I am sure she has her own life too, so, if she fails in making contact, she can go home."
"And not come back later?" Papyrus asked.
Toriel just went around them and ignored them. Without telling her the truth, she wasn't going to get the human out for good.
Papyrus moved backward with Sans and crossed his arms. "Oh. This is . . . are we all going to die?"
Sans looked up toward his brother. "I don't really know." He looked toward the silhouette up so far ahead. "Let's just hope it makes contact I guess."
"Are we really allowed to hope anymore?"
Even Papyrus' cheery outlook was starting to get corrupted. "Hey, hey," Sans tried to cheer him up. "Maybe the human will get it open. It can talk to the others, have a small chit chat and open it all up for us. We can't let our hope get bone dry you know." He couldn't think of a better joke right then. The unknown mystery that killed them in parallel timelines was supposed to somehow save them again. No one knew how much more dangerous it was having it down there. Living in the mountain versus living. Big difference.
Sans didn't want to tell Toriel. He didn't want to tell anyone. Him and Papyrus had kept it to themselves. They all liked the human, and who knew? That trust might have saved some innocent little human falling in the future from getting killed. "What's it yelling?" Strange. He didn't remember it actually yelling much. Or, even really talking much at all.
"Human," Toriel said, still a bit miffed at them. "She cannot speak monster anymore. Several things are different about her, so leave her alone."
Why couldn't it speak monster? Sans wanted to ask, but Toriel just looked away. Yeah, she was far from happy. "Knock knock?"
"Not even, not now."
Yeah, she was super upset. Sans turned and watched the human. "Come on, Papyrus. We'll move back further from it."
"Her." Toriel glared at both of them as they walked further.
"If it goes nuts, they'll all go first," Papyrus said nervously.
"If it does, we'll grab it and get it back to the other side," Sans said. "Be ready for anything when it comes."
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End of Chapter
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Multiverses: When a multiverse is revealed, I will share info about it below. Until then, only the key letter remains. Some are important, and a couple only show up a bit.
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