Frisk's POV

It was obviously old. The vines on the door and the dust in the smallest crevices of the design were new-ish though. The different shades of purple were somewhat visible in the light of the flame of my lighter.

'Once this door opens, you cannot come back through...'

Tori's voice echoed.

It's not like I wanted to turn back. I had to explore the last of the underground. I had to deal with the rest of the memories. Good, and bad. I was going to take everything in, accept it, and let it all go. I wasn't planning to die with a bunch of bottled up emotion.

I was scared. Terrified. There would be a lot of unshed tears. Tears for leaving. Tears for sans. Tears for the monsters and humans who died, and even for Little miss. The regrets that would consume me scared me shitless. As did the cries and pains I would feel, both physical and emotional. But they had to be faced.

Softly, a pressed my hand to the door, Remembering how Tori did it. It was never brought up but the real reason I wouldn't be able to return is because it would take Tori a few years to get the new passcode it had to unlock the stupid thing.

There were only so many patterns you could try on a four button code door, and I'd happened to get it right on my first try. It was a miracle in my opinion. Even when Tori knew, it took her a couple tries. I shook my head, deciding to dismiss the weird incident and pushing open the heavy door. The light of the winter white snow filled my eyes, causing me to squint and the frost of the cold nipped at my nose.

I breathed in the scent of pine and a distant burning of wood -Probably Grilby's-. It was a lot to take in again. The smell, the look, the weather. It didn't seem like much to take in to the normal eye but It would be different if you had history with them.

On certain runs, the air could taste salty or... dusty... occasionally sweet but as of current it just tasted... old. Such simple things would change so often that I'd noticed when I had grown bored of the timelines.

What broke the looping was the timeline that Gaster had kidnapped me, using me as his experiments for so long. Experiments..... More like sadistic torture. Gaster was always creepy. He never so much as attempted to hide such a quality. He was even scarier once you knew him. With him, there were no pro's.

I stepped into the snow and the satisfying crunch made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. The door closed behind me, snapping me back to reality. I believed I remembered the way back to the town in Snowdin. Not that I had many turns to deal with at this second. The only path to take was straight but....

Something was off....

Trees were ripped from their stumps and not through machinery.

They'd been ripping through a blast... A gaster blast...

"What the hell...?" I said allowed to myself.

'Could.... Could Gaster have done this...?' I thought. If Gaster was here there was no way in fuck I was living. I would've hung myself right then and there.

"No this wasn't Gaster... This was Sans... He's got anger issues"

Flowey corrected, scaring me.

I Jumped out of my skin and probably turned as white as the snow. When his smug features met mine and kicked snow into his stupid flower face and scolded him. "You little ass!!! You scared me half to fuck!!!" I yelled, tripping over my words.

He chuckled. "Just helping. Trust me you'll need it." was all he'd said before disappearing back under the ground.

I sighed, brushing myself off, feeling irritated. I know he was trying to help but he didn't have to scare me shitless in the process. For god's sake. I walked through the pace, stepping over trees and branches without a sound.

But then... a branch snapped... It was a sound I knew very well from previous runs. A sound that never failed to stun me to silence and send chills throughout my body. The suspense was killing me, and whatever was there was getting closer so I ran.

I ran, leaping over fallen trees only to have yellow flashed in my eyes and become pinned to a tree by the neck. The figure before me was hidden by his fury black hood but the arm that pinned me had told me enough.

"Who... the fuck... Are you...?" It was Sans.

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Okay!!!! So I hope you like chapter 12 (^-^)

It was sooooo much fun to write. 

Also.... That's right, he's being introduced my children.... 

Next chapter with have two constant characters. 

I will do my best to make sure you can tell which character is talking when. 

Has that been a problem at all? what about spelling? If you find anything out of place please lemme know, I'll fix it. 

Finals are happening right now so the next few chapters might be late. 

I'll start writing them tonight just in case. 

hopefully it won't be too late yeah? 

Alright love ya's bye!