Chapter 11

In all the times they’d gone through the RESETS, this was the only one that varied.

Alphys had never called at that moment before. Something was off with this timeline, and Frisk just couldn’t figure out what.

They’d gone all over the possible reasons Alphys would call them about anything as they walked towards the lab. It wasn’t Anime Night with Undyne. Mettaton had gotten back home to Blooky without a hitch.

Was it something… to do with the surface?

Frisk shook their head. It couldn’t be that. Who on earth would’ve gone after them? No one on the surface cared. It’s why they were here in the first place.

Well… someone did care… but she didn’t know…

They sighed softly. They missed her so much. It’d been two years since she’d been kicked out, and Frisk’s time in that dreadful house only got worse.

The lab was just around the corner. Alphys would clear things up real soon.

They knocked on the door, and Undyne answered with that usual grin of hers. They loved that grin. That meant there was no trouble.

“Hey, kiddo! Come on in!” She held open the door as Frisk walked in. Not much appeared different save for…

“Grillby?”

The fire monster nodded in greeting. “Hello…”

“What are you doing here?”

“A mutual friend of ours has been looking for you… I have been assisting…”

“... Sans is looking for me?”

He snorted. “No… She’s upstairs on the couch… She’s had a bad time…”

THey couldn’t help but shudder at the words before heading upstairs. Could it be Muffet? No, the spider had her bake sales.

Toriel? Nope. The ruins were locked.

They stopped cold when they got to the top of the stairs. It couldn’t possibly be…

But it was…

She was here...