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/N)- Your name
(L/N)- Last name
(F/C)- Favourite color
(F/O)- Favourite outfit
(E/C)- Eye color
(H/C)- Hair color
(Sk/C)- Skin color
(H/L)- Hair length

(Blue) -Justin -Integrity
(Orange) -Spencer -Bravery
(Yellow) -Mason -Justice
(Purple) -Claire -Perserverence
(L-blue) -Megan -Patience
(Red) -Frisk -Determination

(Rainbow) -You -Creativity
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     They all sat around the table, looking at you expectantly.

"So... Uh... Are you ready?"
Sans asks. His worried face is so cute.

"Y-ya.. I guess. Welp. Here goes nothing..."

You dive into the battle with Chara, explaining that although Sans did kill her, you are the one who faught her. You talk about your powers, and what all you can do. You leave out the wired dream memory things. Those are private for now.

"So how did you get them?"

"I really don't know."

"How long have you had them?"

"Ever since my... 2nd or 3rd day in the underground? Yes. That sounds right."

"How did you discover them?"

"Oh... Um.. U-Uh..."
You stutter, and you think you could be the offspring of a tomato and a red pepper right now.

Your face was red, and you were all flustered. But how do you explain that you and Sans had known eachother before that day? If you explain, it will make you and Sans sound like crazy flirts!

"H-He k-k-kissed me?"
Everyone gasps.

"He kissed you the first time you met him!?"

"Sans what is wrong with you!?"

"Wow... Just wow..."

"BROTHER WHY WOULD YOU KISS A GIRL YOU BARELY MET?"

Everyone rounds on Sans, who now has a worried face on. Is he going to tell them? You try to back him up.

"No no no nononono!"
You say, attempting to call them off. You give Sans a sideways   'wtf do I do'   face.

Sans's eye sockets go wide, as he contemplates how to handle this situation. This is going to be a long conversation if you try to explain.

"Hey Waterlilly? Can I talk to you alone?"
Sans eventually says. Your friends look at him skeptically, but you nod. The two of you go to your shared room.

"What the hell do we do?!?!"
Sans whisper shouts. You shake your panicked face.

"I don't freaking know!"
You whisper shout back.

"Should we just tell them? How would they react?"

"Will they be mad at us?"

"Do we make something up?"

"I dunno what to do!"

You and Sans talk back and forth, trying to decide what to do. Eventually, you will have to tell them, so why not now?

"Ugh... I think we should just tell them..."

"Well, that's better then what I could come up with!"

"Ok. It's decided. We are going to tell them about the resets!"

"Deal"

"Ok here we go!"

"It's time!"

"We are... We are going to do it!"

"We are going to open this door!"

"We're going to tell them!"

You and Sans subconciouslyy stall for time. You have to do this! Showing courage, you grab the door handle and drag Sans out with you. The two of you return to the kitchen.

"Ok. We are going to tell you something big, so can you promise not to freak out?"
Sans asks nervously.

"WTF SANS! THIS ISN'T SOME CLICHÉ MOVIE! IF IT'S AS BIG AS YOU SAY, WE PROBABLY WILL FREAK OUT!"
Undyne shouts angrily. Sans nods.

"Ok... Here we go."

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     "So your saying, Frisk could literally turn back time?"

"Yup."

"AND ONLY YOU COULD REMEMBER?"

"Yup."

"So you gave her a picture of us, so she would remember too?"

"Yes, that about sums it up!"

"So you two have actually known eachother for like...
7 YEARS!!!"

"Ya, 7, maybe 8."

"Wow"
Everyone says in unison.

Then Undyne pipes up. She stutters a bit, pausing before speaking.

"What... What does it feel like... Like to die?"
Undyne asks nervously. You gulp.

"T-To die?"
You ask again, repeating ber question.

"U-uh sorry... I-I shouldn't
h-have asked."
She tries to cover quickly. You shake your head.

"N-no, it's ok. I-I can handle it."
You finally reply, trying to force down your stutter. You remember exactly how it felt to die...

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Everything was fuzzy around the edges, and you were laying on the ground, head in someones lap. It hurt. Everything hurt. A lot. You managed to tilt your head up, reveiling a crying Sans.

He sliped a piece of paper into the pocket of your white jean shorts. He leaned in, and whispered to you.

"Try not to forget me." He said, whimpering. You couldn't even nod. You just layed there, a fading fealing washed over you.

Some of the pain went away, and you realized that it is because you couldn't feel anything. Your eyes stayed open, but you couldn't see. A bright corful light illuminated you, and suddenly you were falling. Falling, falling, falling.

You hadn't even said goodbye.

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You gulp again, the memory still a pain in your mind.

"Well, after a l-little while, you c-can't really feel anything. T-Then you can't see, or hear, or smell... Then it's like... L-Like everything
s-stops. N-No pain... Just... J-Just nothingness I guess."
You Finnish, and a tear rolls down your face.

"Then I felt like I was
f-falling... And I woke u-up on the floor of my b-bedroom. The world r-reset after I d-died... So ya."

Undyne stares at you. She soakeds in your explanation, before standing and leaving the house.

"I-I'll go t-talk to her..."
Alphys stutters, getting up and following Undyne. You sigh.

Soon everyone had left, after a little demonstration. All you did was teleport to the couch. Toriel and Asgore left, leaving you, Sans, and Papyrus.

Papy understood the situation surprisingly well, and he calmly walked out, probably to his room.

"Well that wasn't that bad, was it boneboy?"
You said, trying to lighten the mood.

"I don't think it went too well (y/n)."
Frisk says. You frown, because she was right. Sans shakes his head, heading off to your room.

Well that was crappy. Sorry for my lack of conversation imagination. I suck, don't I? Whoops. If it helps, you should pretend they already new all of this, and that this conversation never happened. K?

-crappy author out

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