Upside-down

This feeling wasn't anything bad...There was some anxiety that is true...But....It wasn't anxiety the feelings worrying her. But that feeling that was telling her she will meet with SOMEONE that she didn't want to. However, Sans presence calmed her. Then came her second question: WHY?! Why was she so attached to this human she met two days ago. But that was a later her problem...Right now her was dealing with something greater. They exited the elevator and looked around. Everything was so...dull...Sans was walking first. She was struggling a bit to keep up. It was clear he didn't like this either. They continued through the dull hallway in comfortable silence. There was nothing left to say....It was the End....Frisk saved and they moved forward. It was interesting see the Ruins of a once colorful and happy Capital. Everything was gloomy. No humans yet. She stopped and looked at the Underground going on towards the horizon. She walked all this way...It was quite funny. 

Towers looming over the path she was taking. As she entered a small room. The room looked like an exact replica of Toriel's house in the Ruins. But it was cold, abandoned, lonely...She entered the small house. The only color in there was a small vase in the corner with the same buttercup flowers Frisk kept encountering. She scrunched her muzzle up. Sans raised a brow. 

"not a fan of buttercups??" Frisk shook her head. He chuckled. 

"yeah...not the prettiest flower." The way was blocked by two padlocks and a chain. There was a note stuck in the middle. She picked it up and read it. 

'Howdy! I'm in the garden. If you have anything you need to get off your chest, please don't hesitate to come. The keys are in the kitchen and the hallway.' The writing was immaculate. It was clearly exercised and it looked exactly like how royalty should write. It must have been the King, Asgore. Frisk put the note back, carefully. She first tackled the kitchen. She passed through a living room and dinning room. In the middle of the table was a single golden flower. The fire place was empty and the bookshelves were filled with scrapbooks, albums and books about tea. There was a armchair but instead of being positioned like Toriels....it was in the opposite direction. It was bigger and clearly more masculine than the one Toriel. Two armchairs which once stood together...separated by miles...just like the married couple.... The kitchen was small and it was an exact copy of Toriel's lovely kitchen. The recipes were thrown in the trash and in the fridge there were containers of snails. It was clear it wasn't used in a long time. She picked up the key from the counter. As she exited two humans got into an encounter with her. Instead of fighting however... 

"A long time ago, a human fell into the RUINS."

"The human, injured by it's fall called out for help." Frisk tilted her head until she realized. 

"yup. chara's and asriel's story...still wonder how in the hell did they come back.." Frisk didn't answer, not that she could in that form at least. She now knew why, but she didn't like it. 

They barely moved when a pair of humans stopped her. 

'ASRIEL, the kings son, hear the human's call. He brought the human back to the castle.'  The human walked in the hallway and looked around. There was a room just like the one she slept in, Chara's and Asriel's room. This must have been their old room. There was also a worn dagger in there. Frisk scrunched her nose in disgust but took it, only to throw it in the trash-can. Sans smiled satisfied-ly at that. That's when two other humans stopped her. 

'Over time, Asriel and the new human became best friends. The King and Queen treated the human child almost like it was their own. The underground was full of hope.' Frisk took the key from the hallway.  On her way back to the chain she saw a mirror. Sans stopped amused. 

"you wanna look at yourself..?" Frisk shook her head. The last thing she needed was see herself right now.

She moved on; shoving her thoughts at the back of her mind, like she always did. Frisk was curious enough to enter Asgore's room. Asgore's journal was just...a sad excuse for one...or maybe...his life was that boring and devoid of purpose, that he didn't have what to write...Frisk found a cup for the 'Nose-nuzzling contest'. Now that was just the sweetest thing...She left the room and went to open the chain. She unlocked it and started ascending down the stairs. As she stepped into the dark corridor, two more humans stopped her. 

'Then...one day....this human became very ill.'  Frisk scoffed. It would have been a miracle if she didn't. She was part monster. That could only mean one thing: Buttercups affected her just as much as it affected monsters. They are a pretty looking flower but.... One thing was sure: They were poisonous. She didn't know how she didn't get irritated when she fell on those beds of buttercups...but exposing a child to so many? There was no good coming from that, not to mention a diet made out of magic food...well that couldn't get them so far could it? They needed nutritious food...this place wasn't made to support monster life. Those 6 kids didn't die for nothing...They were the examples of that. 

They continued in silence. More monsters appeared. 

'the sick human had only one request. To see the flowers from their village. But there was nothing we could do.' Frisk kept going. She was stopped again. This corridor seemed endless. 

"The next day." said the first monster. The second repeated. She stopped for a second. She knew exactly where this was going. 

"the human died." The second monster finally said. They both looked pained as the screen faded. Sans looked at her. 

"you ok?" Frisk nodded and gave him a small smile. It was the best she could muster at the time. 

'Asriel, wracked by grief...absorbed the human's monster soul. He transformed into a being with incredible power.'

'With the monster soul, Asriel crossed through the barrier. He carried the human's body into the sunset. Back to the village of monsters.' 

'Asriel reached the center of the village. There, he found a bed of golden flowers. He carried the human onto it.'  Frisk exited the corridor and found another landscape. But the story continues. 

'Suddenly screams rang out. The villagers saw Asriel holding the human's body. They thought that he had killed the child.' 

'The monsters attacked him with everything they had. He was struck with blow after blow. Asriel had the power to destroy them all.' 

'But...Asriel did not fight back. Clutching the human....Asriel smiled and walked away.' This was such a sad story. They knew they were alright but it just...stung. 

'Wounded...Asriel stumbled home. He entered the castle and collapsed. His dust spread across the garden.'

'The kingdom fell into despair. The King and Queen lost two children in one night. The monsters had once again taken everything from us.'

'The king decided it was time to end our suffering. Every human that falls down here must die. With enough souls, we can shatter the barrier forever.'

'One day however...They had been ressurrected by an inexplicable force. We have forgiven...But we haven't forgotten...'

'It's not long now...'

'King ASGORE will let us go!!"

'...will save us!'

'will give us hope!'

'you should be smiling, too. Aren't you excited? Aren't you happy?'

'You're going to be free.' She won't until she won't face the man in the Throne Room...And she wasn't speaking about The King. Suddenly she noticed Sans was gone. She looked around to see the human was nowhere near her. Frisk stepped into the the archway at the end of the hall. She gently ran her fingers across the glimering star then, with shaking steps she started going towards where the Throne room was supposed to be. The room she was in was huge. It was a hall with pillars across both walls and with what seemed like a colorful mosaic. It had the same rune that she kept seeing in the Underground. The Delta Rune. As she moved forward, her steps shaking more and more as the story was sinking in, a familiar silhouette stopped her. The sun was shining through the windows. At any other point she would be happy to see him even after one minute...but now..? She wasn't...She felt monster-kinds sins crawling on her back. They stayed in silence. Frisk was struggling to keep it all in.

"so you finally made it." Said the shadow. He came forward with a cold smile and judgemental eyes. She was now in her bigger form. His eyes piercing right through her...right throug her soul.

"In a few moments...you will meet the King...Together....you will determine the future of this world...that's then. now. you will be judged. you will be judged for your every action. you will be judged for every exp you've earned." Experience?? No...She read about this at Toriel's. 

"Execution points." Frisk said. Sans seemed to be startled at that. He sighed and continued. 

"right...when you kill someone, your exp increases. when you have enough exp, your LOVE increases. LOVE, too, is an acronym." Frisk thought about that too. 

"Level of Violence..." She mummbled.

"a way of measuring someone's capacity to hurt. the more you kill, the easier it becomes to distance yourself. the more you distance yourself, the less you will hurt. the more easily you can bring yourself to hurt others...." Sans continued. Then his gaze softened and his smile grew a bit. 

"...but you. you never gained any lv. 'course, that doesn't mean you're completely innocent or naive. just that you kept a certain tenderness in your heart. no matter the struggles or hardships you faced... you strived to do the right thing. you refused to hurt anyone. even when you ran away, you did it with a smile. you never gained lv, but you gained love. does that make sense? maybe not." Frisk giggled. It indeed sounded silly...but she knew what he meant. 

"Yeah, it does make sense...But at the same time it doesn't." Sans chuckled. 

"glad to hear....well...now. you're about to face the greatest challenge of your entire journey. your actions here... will determine the fate of the entire world. if you refuse to fight... asgore will take your soul and destroy humanity. but if you kill asgore and go home... monsters will remain trapped underground. what will you do?" Sans asked, his voice booming through the hall. Frisk came closer and took his hand in hers. 

"The right thing to do..." Sans eyes widened. He could smell her, she was so close...too close. He would usually feel uncomftarble if someone was so close. His senses were so thrown off by her. He didn't want to admit it. He won't admit it. But he fell hard. But he will deny it more....She was a monster. The very tourmentors of his life...Yet she might just make his life brighter. 

"well, if i were you, i would have thrown in the towel by now. but you didn't get this far by giving up, did you? that's right. you have something called "determination." so long as you hold on... so long as you do what's in your heart... i believe you can do the right thing. alright. we're all counting on you, kid. good luck...and....be safe ok..? Because...some people really care about you." Sans was about to leave when Frisk finally found her voice again. 

"you too...because...some people care about you too...Sans..." The human turned around at her. His smile more genuine.

"heh..i hate making promises kid...but i'll keep that one." Frisk norrowed her eyes. 

"Promise me." She said. Sans stopped. He sighed. 

"i promise ya, buttercup...i will be safe..." Frisk smiled. 

"Thank you..." She was about to leave when-

"hey...uhh....here's the key to my room. i think it's time you learned the truth." Suddenly...she was back in Snowdin with Sans nowhere to be seen.Papyrus and Undyne didn't seem to be there. They must have been training somewhere. Frisk opened the door and climbed up the stairs towards the room with flames under the door...how he did that...she didn't know but she had to admit it looked hella cool. She took the key out and opened the door. The room was pitch black. Frisk kept walking for what seemed like ages and she didn't know why the room was so big. She took a right and even tried taking a left. The room seemed endless. She tried going back to the door but she couldn't see it. Suddenly the lights turned on. Oh jeez was Sans room a mess. What the hell SHE WAS ON A TREADMILL?! OH MY GOD SANS!! Papyrus was the one that turned the lights on. 

"HEY, SANS, HAVE YOU SEEN MY...OH, TINY MONSTER!! YOU AREN'T SANS...WAIT A SECOND... WHY WERE YOU USING A TREADMILL IN THE DARK? IS SANS PRANKING YOU ACROSS TIME AND SPACE!!" Across what now? Well he was actually right. She got pranked. 

"I HATE IT WHEN HE DOES THAT!! HOW IMATURE CAN YOU GET? ALSO, HAVE YOU SEEN MY ACTION FIGURES..?WAIT!! I KNOW WHERE TO LOOK. IN MY COLLECTION NYE HEH HEH HEH!!" Frisk gave the younger skeleton a thumbs up as she hopped of the treadmill. She looked around. The place was a wreck. The bed wasn't made and wasn't even a bed; it was a matress on the floor, there was a giant trash tornado, a 'trombone' (Frisk smirked at the pun he clearly left thanks to his magic) in the wardrobe and clothes lying around. The sheets were made into a huge ball on the bed. There was a dresser and on the treadmill was a message written really fast. Even his writing was lazy. 'the truth is that you got owned, nerd...' Frisk face palmed. Of course he would pull that prank. She looked around. She first spotted the poster on the ceiling with the stars and the telescope hidden behind the intrument. So he liked stars as well...Frisk also found some quantum physiscs books. She actually read those back at the orphanage!! There was a dirty sock pile in the corner. Frisk scrunched up her nose in disgust at the smell. That's just awful... She found a silver key laying on the dresser. Frisk took it and inspected it. She pocketed it after. Maybe that was the secret. She was sure the dork wouldn't bring her there for no reason. he was a joker but there was more to him than that silly persona.

Frisk exited the house and looked around it. There must be a door somewhere for the key. And there was. The house had a storage room/garage sort of place on it's side, behind the mail boxes. The girl opened the door and entered. She would have expected everything..But a lab. It was small. Some blueprints scattered around. They were written in Wing Dings. She immediately frowned at the familiar font. Frisk kept looking around. She looked through the drawers. She found a poorly drawn drawing of three people smiling. On it was written: Don't forget. There was a photo album. It was filled with photos of him, Papyrus and somone she didn't want to see. She closed the album fast. 

Frisk looked in the right corner. There was a giant machine covered with a blanket. She uncovered it. It was a weird machine. It made no sense...but at the same time it did. That must be why he is aware of the resets...Frisk kept looking at the machine. It looked so broken... She exhaled loudly. She was upset....but then she saw the little dumb pop-it's Sans wrote..he must have gotten bored..'i am a stupid doodoo butt' and another one said 'I am the legendary fartsmaster'. They had either stick-men or hotdogs and skeleton jokes on them. She laughed, then turned around and left the garage. As she stepped on what should have been snow she was back in the hall, with Sans. He was leaning against a pillar. 

"heyyy bucko.." Frisk smiled. 

"hello legendary fartsmaster" Sans blushed in embarrassement then they both laughed. He came closer and ruffled her hair. 

"heh...don't change kid..."

 And the two departed, as Frisk moved forward and Sans went back the way she came. The girl entered the throne room. It was filled with buttercups. They were indeed beautiful, but Frisk scrunched up her nose when one actually irritated her leg. There was a very tall human in the middle of the room. He was humming. The light was shining beautifully inside the room. He had blonde hair and a big beard. The crown on his head and the cape both screaming royalty as well as the confident air he was giving. That must have been Asgore. Behind Asgore stood a giant throne and next to it was a smaller one which seemed to be covered by a white sheet. Frisk analyzed the place a little before stepping forward, making sure to avoid the flowers as much as possible. 

"Dum dee dum" The man hummed. He stopped as soon as Frisk stepped onto the grass. He stiffened and stopped. He never turned around. If she was someone else? She was sure he would have already been dead. How could he leave his back open like this?! 

"Oh..? is someone there? Just a moment! I have almost finished watering these plants." Frisk waited patiently. There was no rush. The man had a small yellow watering can. He was watering the buttercups. Those flowers should have been cut if they were going to take care of a human child with monster needs. Frisk hissed as more buttercups touched her feet. It was uncomfortable but she will endure it. It was the King of the Underground after all. The tall human straightened his back. 

"Here we are!" He said as he turned around. Frisk couldn't believe how much his resembled him. The eyes and the blonde not to mention that sunny face. Frisk stopped blushing in embarrassement for staring too much. 

"Howdy! How can I-..." His smile flattered as he backed away in shock. He must have thought she was here to kill him.

"Oh." The King looked away. Frisk bowed down. 

"Your Majesty." She said.

"Please...call me Asgore..." The two sat in silence for a bit. 

"I so badly want to say..'would you like a cup of tea?'...But...you know how it is..." Frisk gave the King a reasuring smile. More silence. He walked over to the window. His cape following behind. It was a beautiful cape. The dark purples matched perfectly the dress Toriel was wearing. Frisk smiled even more. He reminded him of a loving father. She tilted her head a bit as she watched him. 

"Nice dat today, huh? Birds are singing, flowers are blooming...Perfect weather for a game of catch." Frisk nodded. 

"I haven't actually played...But i am sure you are right, Asgore.." Frisk said and the King looked surprised. He smiled as well. 

"Indeed..." More silence. 

"You know what we must do...When you are ready, come into the next room..." Frisk nodded. The King left. he stepped forward and passed the two thrones. She looked at them with sadness. But she moved forward. She met Asgore in the room after. 

"How tense...just think of it as a visit to the Dentist..." He was more tense than her. They got to a huge archway just like the one back in the ruins. But this one was in grey stone. 

"Are you ready..?" Frisk hesitated. 

"If you are not, i understand. I am not ready either..." Said the King as he looked down in guilt. She watched as the giant human king entered. She gently brushed her fingers through the light of the gimmering star and saved. This was it. It was time to end this. 

As she entered there was a blinding light. White than black magic were swarming around like and endless corridor you could never cross. It was clearly something powerful. Just looking at it was almost painful. It was unpleasent however...

"This is the barrier. This is what keeps us all trapped underground...If...if by chance you have any unfinished business...Please...do what you must...." Frisk couldn't go back now...she norrowed her eyes. She stepped forward. 

".....i see....This is it then...." The human turned around. He looked pained. 

"ready?" Frisk nodded shakingly. 7 containers appeared from the floor. Frisk's eyes widened...What...what were those?! Inside were colored hearts just like hers. Green, yellow, orange, empty container, purple, dark blue and light blue. Those...those were human souls. Oh my god those were the monster souls....OH MY GOD!! That's when she got dragged into an encounter. 

It looked like her journey was over...The light was shining through the barrier. The King looked at her. 

"Monster. It was nice to meet you...Goodbye..." The King summoned a giant read trident. Just like Poseidon, the ruler of the sea, he as well was ruler of the Underground. A fitting weapon choice. However...the trident was thrown at her. But it didn't touch her. It touched those weird 'options' she had. She could feel the Mercy in her shatter. It was like a part of her was missing. She hated it...She sighed and raised her arm. The pieces all came back together and the human King stared with wide eyes as she opened her eyes and they started changing colors. 

"I believe you are wrong here....Let's dance~!" Frisk said with a smirk and she lounged forward, her wings raising up. This was it. It was...

THE END

*SAVE SUCCESFUL* 

But it wasn't what the humans expected. It was the start of a new chapter, a new story...And the comeback of an old friend and foe.