*Frisk's POV*

Moments with G seemed much more common after I confessed to myself that I loved him.

Though I wouldn't believe it.

Everything felt like just another sweet dream, and nightmare.

Nothing was real, everything felt like a blur that passed by like memories.

That was how I could describe the feeling, like going back on old memories that never made sense in the first place.

Was I even thinking at the time?

What made it worse was the fact I remembered the details of those small moments with G.

That moment he had stopped me, just so he could scout ahead for safety.

The moments when he would tease me and make me laugh.

Those times when he would smoke and I would inhale the imperfect sent.

That one time I was drifting off and when he thought I was asleep he moved a few strands of my hair from my face, making my face burn red and my mind spin with prayers that he didn't notice-

What was I thinking?

I wasn't thinking.

That was the only answer.

One of my facts on this, was that I couldn't find a single reason why I loved him.

There was so much more mystery to his mind, so much more mystery and confusion behind those blank humorous eyes.

So, so much more.

Things I knew should be ignored, if I cared about my safety.

Yet once again, curiosity would nip, curiosity would bite, shoving me to the edge of the cliff that dropped into a sea of questions.

It was a miracle I still held back, still held onto that strong root that kept me on the cliff.

Forgetting about my love for G, was the first step for ignoring the feelings.

Though something inside me didn't want to ignore the feelings.

Something wanted them to grow, wanted them to eat out my insides until I could no longer feel my limbs or nerves, until I could hardly breath without thinking about this obsessive love.

'That's not a good idea,' I told myself as G and I walked through the Waterfall, G pumping in a cigarette, 'Ignoring it would be better then loving this selfish bastard.'

Selfish bastard.

That was the root I held onto for my life.

Moments my hands would slip, and those were times when my heart skip a beat, when G teased me with his oh so charming smirk.

Moments like that almost cost my life.

They almost let my emotions control me, almost set them free.

Except I knew that I was in control of my own feelings, and I would not let this one take over me.

I would not love G.

Convincing myself seemed easier then I had thought it would be, and I easily ignored the fact that love was pounding my heart, and my skull, trying to escape into my words, my actions.

Catching myself in a sway, I hesitated my walking for a moment before continuing, remembering how my emotions would cause my hips to sway or make me flip my ragged hair.

Stupid.

It all seemed stupid to me, and I caught myself more often then I thought I would, and the actions would always make me blush.

Luckily, my emotions never got what they wanted, and G never noticed.

I never knew whether to feel relieved or disappointed. 

Besides, I never wanted to look like the slut G always called me, and I didn't want to act like one either.

Or feel like one.

Just thinking about it made me wonder if G was right about me, right about me being a goodie-to-shoe-slut.

Perhaps these emotions made me one, which is why I hid them, even from myself.

"Geez doll, you look like you've seen hell," G chuckled as he stared at my spaced out face, his covered in confusion and amusement.

Hearing him speak to me, I jolted and turned around, cursing at myself for letting my cheeks flush pink.

"Pfft, I look at you more often then not, don't I?" I snapped back, satisfied with how quickly I came up with a burn.

G just stared at me and it was my turn to smirk.

I added that to the one other time I did it, trying to recall every time G had ever smirked.

Yet there was just too much, and I gave up while facing forward again.

Sighing and shaking his head, G took out the map and I caught a smile hinting at his lips.

More blush.

"Alright... We should be in Hotland soon..." G clarified, looking ahead of the path as if he could see it.

What he did see, was a mountain of flowers and glowing vines, making a tunnel inside.

The vines on the inside pulsed with a light that spread down the tunnel in  a quick pace, as if saying, 'Come in come in! We wont hurt you!' Except to me that seemed like a strange welcoming.

G didn't seem to have the same thoughts, and he continued walking with a blank face, his smoke leaving a small trail for me to follow.

Which I happily did, forgetting about my lovesick actions.

Walking into the tunnel was like walking into pitch black darkness, with only a hint of light every minute.

The vines cradled the walls, as if pulling them back from us. The patterns looked as if one vine breaking, would send the entire cave collapsing on us.

It wasn't a comforting feeling, and I walked quickly after G, my eyes watching each vine carefully as if they might snap at any moment.

Little light, gave little sight, and I felt myself suddenly grab G's hand to make sure I knew where I was going.

His hand was strong, and my face tinted slightly as I felt my fingers around his, the hole in his hand not even a bother to me while I held close.

Stupid.

Stupid.

Stupid.

Immediately, G jolted and yanked his hand away as fast as I had grabbed it, making me blush terribly with embarrassment that made me glad it was dark.

"What are ya doing?!" G asked sharply, stopping our walk as if this was a murder case and he needed to solve it.

"I-I," I couldn't think of anything to say, and I shot out, "I needed guidance!"

Worry whistled through me quickly, and I felt myself shiver from it while I stared at G who was shocked from the moment we had.

The moment of embarrassment for me.

Moment of confusion for G.

Silence filled the tunnel, and discomfort filled me as I thought of the walls collapsing on me.

"... You mean," G spoke softly, and my heart skipped a beat in the suspense of what he might say, "... Ya needed a hand?"

"..." I stared at the darkness, seeing slight blue images of him when light pulsed, and I knew that my face looked just how I wanted it to.

Confused.

And disappointed.

Bursting into laughter, G bent over and I just growled as I continued walking, clenching my fist with the anger from the cringe joke.

Glad that he had gotten rid of the awkward mood.

Being friends with G was much more pleasant because of times like this, when we would laugh, embarrass each other, and possibly make terrible jokes that left G dying of laughter and me hitting my head over and over.

Which is what I did in that tunnel, listening to G's laughter as it bounced off the walls.

That's when something shook.

The ground shifted, and G stopped laughing and we froze.

My heart wasn't beating fast anymore.

In fact, it was hardly beating at all, and I put my hand to my chest as if checking if it was still there.

Luckily, I felt a hard beat as the tunnel shook once more.

That's when I saw the entrance we came from suddenly start collapsing, all the vines pulling away from the walls in slick movements, the light leaving with them. 

Every vine was pulling away, as if they were all crawling away from the collapsing tunnel, the collapsing walls and ceiling that was coming closer and closer, shaking the ground under us.

Under G and I.

Coming closer, to G and I.

"RUN!"

Fear was my energy as it raced my pulse and forced me to sharply turn on my heel to run, even without G screaming it through the whole tunnel.

I felt my legs begin moving, and if I wasn't about to die, I would have enjoyed the running.

Yet with the tunnel caving in, and the vine's light failing to pulse and glow, I felt as if my legs weren't running fast enough, like they could run faster yet they wouldn't try.

So I tried, and I forced all my energy into my legs as they ran through the shaking cave, my balance tilting and my feet pounding on the floor as the walls behind us collapsed.

Death was so close, I could smell it like the dirt and rocks that continued to fall, shaking the walls and ground with a rumble that sounded like boiling thunder.

G wasn't wasting any time, and he bolted next to me with his arms sprinting as fast as his legs, his breathing steady and even as if he had been doing this his whole life.

Sparing a moment to think about it, I realized he had, and it was something he was used to.

For me, it was something I loved.

Something that made me feel free.

Something that kept me moving, gave my energy somewhere to go, somewhere to explore.

Also distracted my mind from things I would prefer never thinking about.

'Like G, and how I-' 

Another crash of rocks that shook the floor harsher then before made my thought stop and a yelp force it's way out of me as I stumbled, the ground so close it looked like death itself.

G's hand shot out and grabbed my wrist, yanking me with him while my feet struggle to keep up, behind me was only the sound of crashing boulders and walls.

Finally gaining balance, I ran with every fiber of my being and G finally let go of my wrist, which would be disappointing if I wasn't so afraid to die, and if it didn't help me run faster.

Both of us, neck in neck, ran with our lives trailing behind us on a kite, each of us trying to keep it flying instead of crashing into the ground like the ceiling and walls around us.

Vines continued to end their light, and I could fee darkness cave in around us like the tunnel.

They seemed to be trying to keep the walls back, yet they failed miserably and retreated with the light while the collapsing continued.

While my fear burned.

And my heart raced.

"We are so dead. We are so dead. We are so dead!" G said to himself over and over as he ran faster, his body suddenly passing mine with a shaking fear.

Running faster, my legs sprinted until I was caught up with G, and suddenly I chose to run faster then him.

Yet in my mind all I could see and hear were his bones crunching under the weight of stone and dirt behind us.

Was that really such a bad thing?

I would have smiled to myself, but instead, I ran faster and left G to catch up.

Which he did quite quickly, filling me with a dreadful realization that the cave was collapsing faster and faster with each moment.

Meaning we would have to run faster, and faster.

This moment would have been something to enjoy, running beside G with our energy flowing in the air. Defiantly something to look back on and laugh at. 

Except at that moment, we weren't laughing, we were running with screams stuck in our throats, fear that any second we would be killed, neither of us having the courage to check behind us.

Besides G, who quickly stole a glance behind him then turned forward just as fast shouting, "SHIT" over and over above the loud sound of crashing rocks.

His protest brought my curiosity back, and I screamed at it, 'NOW IS NOT THE TIME!' And continued running as fast as I could.

Then, we saw it.

A light was at the end of the tunnel, and I wondered if it was heaven taking us away.

Then I remembered that G was with me, so it couldn't be heaven.

So, with a fluttering heart, I realized it was the exit.

It filled me with determination.

Running even faster, I bolted down the tunnel, seeing the light grow bigger and G running at the same speed, the tunnel caving even faster.

Faster.

Faster.

Faster!

I ordered myself over and over in my head, mimicking the actions of the cave around us.

There it was!

The exit!

It was right there!

I felt the ground shake, I felt my legs ache, I felt my head spin with a high and I could see G running faster then me.

Had I slowed down?

Fear jolted me, and I felt my feet jab into a rock, flinging myself forward with another yelp and gasp of fear.

That's when I saw G dive for me, his eyes focused on nothing but my falling body.

Everything felt slow.

Everything felt like it was ending.

I saw a flash of light and saw my world ending right before my eyes.

Except it wasn't.

G had dived, and when his body collided with mine, I felt the last of the tunnel collapse and shake the ground all around us, our eyes shut from the brightness outside and the feeling of pain as our bodies slammed onto the stiff floor.

On top of me, I could feel the pounding of G's heart as he panted.

Then I realized I was doing the same, and my whole body was weak, my eyes too afraid to open.

G breathed heavy, and he was just as weak as I, his body shaking slightly as he tried to keep himself above me, trying not to let our bodies touch anymore then they already were.

My mind was racing, and I didn't know what to think, or feel. I couldn't decide what to do as G's body stayed on top of mine, his breathing fast and rugged, as if he could hardly breath at all.

Mine was the same, and I kept my eyes shut tightly as my body shook from the experience.

Death being just behind us.

Chasing us.

The exhilarating feeling was over, yet it still pumped through my blood.

G had saved my life.

He had dived, colliding himself with me, the potential of his own life at stake, just so I wouldn't be crushed.

When I opened my eyes I could see the light from above, see the fur from G's jacket, and I could see the once open exit, now flooding out with rocks and broken stone.

With my cheeks burning red, and my heart racing so fast I could almost hear it, I felt so weak I could have passed out.

But instead, I laughed.

I laughed at being alive, at being saved by the most "selfish" man, and now under him with both of us dripping in weakness.

G laughed too, and he stayed together while we laughed nervously, our hearts still beating.

Yet it was only from the energy, right?

Rolling off me and onto his back beside me, G heaved breath, his chest moving up and down with his hand resting on it, feeling each breath as if it was his last.

I stayed limp, my body sprawled and weak, my hair probably dirty and messy yet I didn't care and I smiled with a laugh still tickling my lips.

After a while of laying there and catching our breath, I whispered as softly as I could, "... Thank you..."

Even though I didn't get a reply, I knew that G had heard me, and he appreciated it.

Sitting up slowly, I felt my legs ache and could hear G's creak with motion.

We both sighed and chuckled softly, and I turned to him with my heart still pounding.

Yet it wasn't from the running energy.

"G..." I said softly, letting my emotions rule me, letting my mind wander blank as I stared at him, suddenly so grateful he saved my life and-

"Dollface... Look..." G stood up, and turned around.

Doing the same, I saw a land before me, like the ones before, yet warmer and lighter.

With lava covering most of the land instead of water.

With a shiver, I noticed what G saw.

Fear struck me, along with worry and shock.

Was it truly almost over?

G ripped out the map and checked, then smiled wide with a laugh.

"It is!" He cried, racing forward.

I did the same, yet I felt weaker, and had a hard time keeping up.

I had a hard time thinking too.

The journey was almost over, wasn't this good?

Wouldn't this be the part where I forget about G and this stupid fake love?

Wasn't this the part where I forget everything?

Loose all my regret?

Be... Happy?

Running to it, didn't feel happy.

Running to the looming building that was old and moldy, didn't feel good.

And when G had rung the buzzer, and we waited...

I felt like throwing up.

Numbness swept through me, and I stared at the large door.

The door to the lab.

The door to the end.

G was so excited, it seemed like he would pee his pants.

As fun as that would be, it made me feel upset that he was so excited to finally get rid of me.

Shouldn't I be feeling the same way?

Why did I feel disappointment?

I don't actually love him... do I?

Suspense was burning my insides, and I stared at the door that never opened.

The door I never wanted to open.

At least, I thought so.

The large door finally slid open with electronics, and it was a shock to see in a world like this.

Standing in the doorway was a female monster, and she looked at us shocked, her eyes flicking to the figure beside me.

"G-G..." She stuttered, staring in shock.

"We need your help," G shot out, more serious then I thought he planned.

The monster looked at me then G, and she adjusted her glasses and started:

"I-I'm Dr. Alphys... H-How can I help?"

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A/N: IT.

IS.

HAPPENING!!!!!

Sorry to leave ya on a cliff hanger, but I'm tired.

Also, sorry for the delay, today was rough and tough and hard... so I finally got to this!

NEXT CHAPPIE *GASPPPPPP*

*SPOLIERS*

ALPHYS IS SO CUTE AND HER LITTLE AND SHES AWWWWW AND G'S AN ASS TO HER AND AHHHHHH

FLOWERS!

That's all the spoils I got.

Don't know if you gained anything from that... but ya know.

Okay, so I think someone is copying my book... and I'm a little flattered, yet I wish they gave me credit or said, "So-and-so gave me insperation to write this!" So yeah I'm a little bugged but ya know I guess it's alright right?

I just hope I'm known for being original...  :(

ANYWAY!

I LOVE YOU ALL!

THANK YOU!

AND I THINK ITS THE FUNNIEST/GREATEST THING TO BE CALLED AUTHOR-CHAN OR SENPAI XD