Frans awoke the second time to shouting.
He opened his eyes and sat up sleepily.
Claire and Asriel were standing in the middle of the room shouting at each other,tears streaming down Claire's face.
Anger seemed to burst inside Frans and he jumped up and stormed over.
"Stop shouting at her"he growled at Asriel.
Asriel looked upon Frans with disgust before leaving the room,shutting the door with a bang.

Behind Frans,Claire began to cry.
Frans turned around and looked down at her.
"Claire?"he whispered,"are you okay?"
Claire started crying harder at this and threw herself into his arms.
Frans held her close,"Ssh....why some many tears on such a beautiful face?"he asked with a small smile.
"I knew it"Claire laughed slightly,despite her sobs.
Frans laughed,"I only speak the truth"
Claire blushed slightly and she looked up at him.
He stared back at her and locked eyes with her.
At that moment,Swapped Sans came rushing down the stairs and the two jumped apart,blushing and smiling awkwardly.

"Morning friends!!"He squealed.
"Morning.."Frans and Claire mumbled.
"Should I make breakfast?!"Swapped Sans enquired cheerily.
"Um..no,we're actually just leaving"Claire looked up at him.
"Oh"Swapped Sans looked sad but then smiled,"Well,I wish you luck friends!"
"Thanks,buddy"Frans grinned at him.

As Frans and Claire were about to depart,Frans remembered something.
"As much as I hate to remind you"he started and Claire looked at him,"what about your boyfriend?"
Claire's face fell slightly as she spoke,"He's not my boyfriend anymore....we..um..broke up"
"Oh..I'm sorry.."Frans mumbled but couldn't contain the explosion of joy that erupted in his head.

As they jumped timelines again,they re-appeared in a white void covered in colourful drawings and inscriptions.
"Wow..."Frans breathed,looking around,"which timeline is this?"
"Ink"Claire smiled at his surprise and curiosity.
Frans noticed two figures in the distance.
"Are those my parents again?"he asked.
Claire shook her head and mumbled,"it's us..."
Frans stared at her before gazing at the two again.

The boy looked exactly like Frans except he wore mostly brown and had a blue hoodie tied around his waist and wore a brown cape.
He also carried a paintbrush in his right hand.
The girl looked exactly like Claire except she was black,red and blue and glitching and the word error kept buzzing around her.
Frans looked at Claire,she was staring at her other self.
"Claire?"
Claire looked up at Frans,"Yeah?"
"Is that other self of yours from a different timeline?" He asked quietly.
Claire sighed,"kind of.."
"Do you have an ink self?"Frans asked softly.
"No....I can't"Claire looked at her shoes.
"But....why?"Frans enquired,confused.
"Because Chara is my mother!"Claire exclaimed,"she destroys everything!a-and I'm her daughters s-so-"she started,trembling from head to foot.
Frans cupped her face in his hands and she stopped shaking and stared up at him.
"You're not like her"Frans told her,looking into her eyes,"You're beautiful,smart,cunning,curious and I could name so much more"he said fondly.
Claire blushed and raised her hands to hold his,"Thank you,Frans.."

Claire turned her head to watch the two figures in the distance again and smiled slightly.
Frans turned his head as well.
The Ink Frans had painted a rose and given it to Error Claire.
When Frans looked back at Claire,she was gazing up at him hopefully.
Frans raised an eyebrow,"What?"
Claire laughed slightly,"You really are hopeless"
Frans tilted his head,still puzzled until Claire gestured to the rose.
"Oh!"Frans grinned and only when he went to walk off and find a rose,did he realise they were still holding hands.
He let go of her hands gently and examined the white void with its colourful blotches.

He couldn't find a rose but he did find a paintbrush thrown on the ground.
He picked it up and made his way back to Claire.
"Okay,close your eyes"he grinned.
"You gonna try and draw me a rose?"she smirked.
"Hey,I can draw!Shut your eyes!"
"Fine but I don't trust you"she laughed slightly but closed her eyes all the same.
Quietly,he placed the paintbrush on the ground and lowered his head.

When his lips met Claire's,something similar to electricity shot up through his entire body.
Claire had been shocked at first but had quickly melted into the kiss and wrapped her arms round his neck.
When they broke apart,Frans smiled down at her.
She had her eyes still closed,"That was much better than a rose"she giggled,opening them.
Frans opened his mouth to say something when a thought hit him.

"You just broke up with Asriel this morning!"he gasped,"Claire,I'm sorry! I couldn't hel-" Frans started but stopped by the smile on Claire's face.
"Wh-what?" He asked nervously.
"I don't care about Asriel anymore,he was a jerk,you're much cuter"she smirked.
Frans blushed bright blue.
"C'mon" she laughed,taking his hand in hers,"we should go ask our other timelines if they've spotted Chara"