*Frisk's POV*

When my sparkling eyes looked back at Asriel, all I could see was the horror on his face, and the realization in his eyes.

His head turned sharply to the cameras, which were all pointing at him, Crew members aiming the focus on his figure that still clutched me tightly, his fingers suddenly feeling like stone around my waist.

Sure enough, the cameras were live, and I felt as if the entire world was staring in shock and tears at the screen that showed their beloved Prince, a criminal.

"H-How..." Asriel tried to speak but his voice tightened up from his fear, his face fallen into absolute horror and shock.

Mettaton on the other hand, started to laugh.

His laugh was low at first, then it began to grow, getting louder and stronger as he stared at Asriel, the damn Prince who had gave himself away, who had shown his true form-

On live camera.

Stage fright was nothing to me, and I felt a smile cross over my lips as Mettaton laughed, soon to have me joining in with the glee stretching out my cheeks, making me smile ear to ear with relief and joy for the cameras that were focused on the Prince and I.

Oh I didn't care if the whole world could see me.

All I cared about, is if they could see Asriel in his cowering shame.

And they could.

Everyone in the world could see Asriel for who he really was, and that was so funny to me, that I laughed to the air, my head thrown back as if I was the insane one.

The tears that continued to roll down my face were tears of joy, and I felt them sting my cheeks as I laughed and cried, feeling Asriel grip tighter.

Though it didn't matter.

It didn't matter if he held onto me now.

Because he was exposed.

And the whole world wasn't about to let him take me, no matter how hard he tried.

This time, he lost.

The thought was as bliss as my laughter, and Mettaton continued on with his act as he laughed, "Ohhhh yes!"

He laughed more, and he said with his hands on his hips, "Not only that but you also called the most fabulous man in the world a... shall I quote, 'stupid robot'."

Mettaton chuckled and looked at Asriel in a mischievous way as he concluded, "My my... I don't think the fans will like that very much..."

Asriel's mouth opened and shut with bewilderment as his eyes darted around, trying to find something to say, or someone to blame.

But there was nothing he could do, and that thought just made the laughter in my chest bubble more as tears spilled from my eyes.

Mettaton clapped his hands twice and the show lights flicked back on, confetti springing from the ceiling and all over the stage with his laughter concluding the show.

I could feel Asriel tremble, and I smiled wide as I looked at G.

Despite his crooked jaw, and the blood that dripped from the corner of his mouth, he was smiling and chuckling softly to himself with a smirk twinkling in his eyes.

"T-That.... Those weren't your orders Mettaton!" The Prince cried out in rage, his eyes now a dim blue, sick with worry and guilt, "I-I ordered you to shut the cameras off!"

Suddenly there was a new voice that came from the door, and it was a voice I knew too well.

"I-I'm sorry A-Asriel... H-He g-got new orders..."

I was never so happy or so proud to see Dr. Alphys, who was cleared a pathway of Crew members at the door, in her hand a tablet with the letters "MTT" on the silver back.

More horror filled Asriel as he looked at Alphys, his body shaking with the defeat he knew was already upon him.

Yet he held tighter.

With Mettaton laughing, and G looking at her, Dr. Alphys walked forward and proceeded to explain, not a stutter in her voice or a tremble in her step.

"You see... I made Mettaton a long time ago, and I can give him any information that was needed..." Her eyes shimmered as she smiled a crooked smile that almost seemed sweet, and her yellow tail swished behind her as she continued walking forward to Asriel and I, "Reports on the news... scripts for what he would say... of course I had forgotten about the tablet when everyone left the Underground, and I had thought that maybe it would be useful when we were going up with Frisk..."

She smiled more and looked at me, her eyes full of thankful words she didn't need to explain, except she concluded, "I guess it did..."

Asriel shook his head once, as if trying to decided whether everything was a dream, or if he was going insane.

Already, he was insane, but if he figured it out for himself, I wondered what he would do. 

Still continuing with her speech, Alphys stepped onto the stage as she said, "So when your Crew members threw me back into my lab, I grabbed the tablet and sent Mettaton everything he needed to know. Of course, he went a little over board," Her eyes flicked to Mettaton who was smiling and clapping like a giddy girl who had won a prize.

I could see he was enjoying how his little show was turning out, and I had to admit, I was enjoying it too, even though I was in the sick arms of the horrified Asriel, who's eyes were flicking back and forth from the cameras, to Alphys, his mouth still opening then closing with utter shock.

"But," Alphys continued, "I-it was worth it in the end..."

Her stuttering signaled the end to her speech, and I giggled despite my discomfort.

The giggle turned into another laugh, and I could suddenly hear Asriel growling under his breath as his face fell into a terrible scowl.

"I will not go out like this..." He mumbled, his chilling voice making my laughter uncertain and slow, "I will not give G his satisfaction of winning!"

With a terrible roar in anger, Asriel tossed me to the ground with a loud thud that silenced Mettaton's giggles and the Crew member's murmurs.

The air was knocked out of me, and I felt myself inhale nothing but empty breaths as my hands pressed against the glossy wooden stage, my heart suddenly stopping from the shock that filled me a little too quickly.

Asriel's growl was loud and powerful, and I looked up to see his leg thrust down on my arm, a loud snap causing me to scream before the pain flooded my bones.

A gasp was mixed in the air as everyone stared in horror, my scream cut short as my eyes shut from the will of not seeing the wound, knowing it would only hurt worse if I did.

That's when I opened my eyes just a crack through the tears and could see Asriel's foot raised for another stomp, when suddenly G grabbed him and swung him around, no pain, just defense.

His arms helped me stand, and I felt him pull me over gently, one arm wrapped around my waist for support while the other held something that made me shiver.

A gun.

Asriel looked around himself, his eyes like a rabbits, fleeting and searching for somewhere to hide when a pack of wolves was upon him.

Yet there was nothing he could do.

G was holding me up, my arm aching in a stretching pain that throbbed and shook, my head feeling light and mixed up.

"G..." Asriel finally said, turning to face G with an expression that was rage and fear, "Help me... Stand by my side... What about your glory? Your fame?!"

With a shrug, G answered smirking, "Heh, this is giving me enough fame as it is. I got the damsel in my arms, a gun in my hand, live on camera with everyone behind me. What more could I want?"

Hearing G's words made me blush, and I couldn't stop myself from leaning against him a bit more while we both looked at Asriel, our eyes telling him to give up.

Lucky for me, G didn't stop me from leaning, and he held me a bit closer, causing me to blush and wonder why he hadn't thrown me to the ground yet.

'For the camera,' I lied to myself, 'It's all for the camera. He doesn't want to look like the jerk he is.'

Except those thoughts didn't stop the blush.

Asriel was now breathing as if he was out of breath, his face panicked and desperate for victory.

"N-No... No one will listen to you! I'm the Prince! I am a royal! My word is higher over yours!"

Mettaton laughed from behind and G smirked more as the robot said, "Oh darling! What will your poor mama and papa think of this? Oh yes! They will think their terrible son is a horrible monster, and doesn't deserve the crown after trying to force the world into 'love' by gaining power by the most powerful human soul in existence."

Asriel shook his head, "N-No! They were supporting me, the King and Queen support me!"

With a small giggle Alphys pointed at the cameras again with a smile.

Mettaton laughed, "Oh thank you for that little fact dear~ We'll be sure they get the punishment well deserved~"

Turning whiter than usual, Asriel's eyes widened and he gulped before his mouth fell open in the realization of what he had done.

Holding back a giggle, I smiled and felt as G's chest rose and fell from his breathing, his stance confident and strong, his mouth smirking with pride and victory.

"Well," Mettaton continued with a large smile and lowered eyes, "There is some truth to your theory... An authority figure has a large impact on what people think or do... But you, no longer have that authority do you... sir~?"

A few Crew members chuckled and nudged each other, making Asriel's eyes flick with nervous energy.

"I... I..." Asriel tried his hardest to think of something, but his attention turned back to G who was smirking, "G please! Please! We could be so powerful! I could-"

"Just face it Azzy," G teased, "You've lost this one... For good."

I smiled and winked at Asriel, feeling satisfied with the thought of teasing and mocking him, feeling the urge to rub it in his stupid face.

Except my heart sunk when I caught a glint in his eye that showed pure fear.

"I... No! No!" Asriel shook his head and two Crew members rushed over to restrain him, except he shoved them off and grabbed the gun from one, shooting them both and causing everyone to gasp and G to hold me tighter, protection being his only instinct.

"I WILL NOT LOSE! I WILL PREVAIL! I WONT DIE!" Asriel shouted to the world, shooting his gun at the Crew members that tried to go after him, all of them falling to their death.

Soon they stopped coming, and Asriel tried to shoot his gun that was now out of ammo, Mettaton rushing to the dead and Alphys looking around with panic.

Breathing heavily, Asriel whipped around with desperation, searching panicked with something he wanted to do, searching for somewhere to run, to hide, a rabbit.

He was terrified.

That's when G held up his gun, and Asriel stopped looking around when his eyes stopped on the gun, the barrel only an inch from his nose.

G's face was stiff, and his eyes were emotionless.

Asriel was staring straight forward, trembling with fear and terror of what might come next.

The room held it's breath.

The world held its breath, and probably everyone watching.

"... G..." Asriel mumbled, his voice empty and pained, "P-Please..."

G was silent as Asriel's shoulders slumped, his eyes falling and his panic turning into that cold, hard, empty feeling that haunted me.

That feeling that was with everyone before they died.

Regret.

"G... We were friends... Brothers..." Asriel continued with a voice that was weak and whimpering, fear filling his once proud figure, "We'd do anything for each other..."

G's jaw clenched, and I could feel him hold me tighter, his figure stiff and his grip strong, making me lean closer with worry for what he could be thinking.

I wanted to help him so bad, but there was nothing I could do.

Why would he listen to me anyway?

Would he?

"Please G..." Asriel continued, his voice begging and strained, "Please... I spared you!"

His eyes filled with desperate hope, the want for there to be a chance.

But there was nothing.

"I-I spared you in the lab! Gave you everything you wanted!"

I could see his eyes fill with tears, his body trembling with the effort to stay connected, to stay calm, yet it was only making things worse.

That's when his eye let a single tear drop, and his eyes filled with more fear and regret of everything he had done, almost with the wish he could take it all back.

If he could... would he?

Pity filled my heart, yet I stayed silent, and let the scene play out as I leaned against G who was staring like empty stone at Asriel.

"Please..." Asriel begged, tears laced in his quivering voice.

"Please don't kill me..."

G shut his eyes at the words, and I could feel him take a deep deep breath, holding it in and letting it out along with the painful memories that had traumatized him his entire life.

"... I'm sorry...." He finally said, opening his eyes with a calm expression that looked stiffly blank.

Asriel's eyes widened, filling with horror and fear as G said his final words.

"... Goodbye.... Old Friend..."

There was a gun shot.

There was splattering of blood.

There was a collapsing body.

And there was a gun, in G's hand.

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A/N: HE.

IS.

DEAD.

HE HAS DIED.

HE IS OVER.

HE IS NO LONGER ALIVE!!!!!

MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

FINALLY!

HE IS DEAD!

HE HAS DIED!

THOUGH IT IS NOT THE END!

I THINK WE ONLY HAVE TWO CHAPPIES LEFT THOUGH....

ALMOST THERE.

TWO.

CHAPPIES.

AND IT BE OVER.

THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH MY FRANS FANS!

I LOVE YOU ALL SO SO MUCH!

YOU ARE ALL MY INSPIRATION TO WRITE AND TO CONTINUE EVERY DAY!

THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!

If you have any questions you can go ahead and ask here, I'll answer if I can.

No spoilers for next chappie!

(But I think you guys will really like it I don't know ;)

OKAY I THINK THAT'S ALL I NEED TO SAY-

OH!

Tomorrow there might not be a chappie.

BUT AFTER THAT IT'S ALL GOOD!

THANKS FOR UNDERSTANDING!

IT'S OVER ISN'T IT, ISN'T IT, ISN'T IT OVER!

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