((A/N ahem. As I write this tale, me and my friends are at a field trip. The speakers are blaring with...questionable music and we are completely separated. Wattpad is the salvation))

Ar's P.O.V
What just happened?

I opened my eyes and I looked around. This was still the mountains in Waterfall.

I rub my head. Undyne is screeching at Sans; she's stuck to the mountain.

I don't know how but she just is. I try getting up but someone put their hand out in front of me.

It's Frisk.

"Are you okay?" She asked. I grabbed her hand. "Yeah, I just have no idea what just happened." I admitted, getting up with her help.

I assume Flowey is passed out or something. He's not making any snarky remarks.

Sans on the other hand looks like he ran a marathon. He was trying to catch his breath.

Again, how? He's dead. Well, dead alive—He's a fucking skeleton!

We both walked over to him; I was leaning on Frisk for support. "Hey Sans, are you okay?" I asked, looking at him.

The c̶o̶m̶e̶d̶i̶a̶n̶ looks up and smiles. "I'm doing good, just had to blast some sense into Undyne." he said.

Hmm, odd choice of words.

Frisk, however, gasped and rushes over to his side, talking to him. I don't bother to listen, I shouldn't intrude.

Although they do look like they care a lot for each other. Maybe they're good friends...or—Ar! Don't go there!

I shake my head to get rid of the thought. "Where's Ana?" I automatically ask. Frisk looks at me. "She had to work something's out with Napstablook and she had to check up on other things."

I nod in understanding and turn to Undyne.

She was towering over me.

It just has to be me.

Frisk's P.O.V
I can't believe Sans used most of his power fighting Undyne! Did he want to kill her? He could eliminate her in just one calculated strike!

But then....

Why is he so tired?

Did she put up a fight? She couldn't have lasted so long... she should've died.

"Frisk..the kid..." Sans muttered. I looked up to see Undyne looking down at Ar.

She had a serious expression on her face but she wasn't doing anything. Ar was frozen too. If I move...would either of them do something?

Would Undyne strike? Would Ar take the hit?

Suddenly, I see her hand move. My eyes widen but I stop myself when I see Undyne...pat her head?

"What." Ar and Sans said at the same time.

Undyne has a sincere smile on her face and she sighed. "This one too, Frisk?" She asked me, turning to look at me, not moving her hand from Ar's head.

"What do you—" "We protect this human too?" Undyne rephrased her question. I nodded. "Yes." I replied.

The redhead nods in understanding and looks at Ar. "Well, looks like I won't be having your soul on the end of my spear, haha!" She says and laughs.

Ar laughs too but it's a forced and unsure laugh. Undyne looks at Sans. "Yo, lazy bones, a word." she says and walks to the other side of the rocky mountain.

Sans groans loudly as he shuffled over to Undyne.

Ar rushes up to me and hugs me. "Thank you for saving my butt, I owe you my life!" She said quickly. I laugh and hug her back.

She's technically not wrong.

I reset and somehow I managed to get her on a new route. A new life. I..liked it like this.

Pacifist runs are the best ones...why did I ever decide to go do a Genocidal one?..

I caused so much trouble.

When we pull away, we turn to see Undyne and Sans talking. It seems serious.

"I wonder what they're discussing." I said, looking at Ar. "I'm not sure, it doesn't look like an apology." she said, crossing her arms.

We sit down and wait for a while. It was a bit awkward at first but the sound of the wind relaxed us a bit.

I laughed when Ar was showing me her umbrella and accidentally opened it. She was basically being dragged away, trying to not let go and not fly away.

As we waited, I thought I heard a laugh. I turn around as I see a girl standing far away. All I see is pink before she glitched out.

Who was she?

❤️

"—until this day, he hasn't realized it was me all along." Sans said, causing me to laugh. Gerson was laughing too.

Sans and Ar decided to go back Gerson's little cave and get something to eat before Ar continued on her journey.

We had agreed that Ar had proved herself and that she could travel on her own.

I was amazed when Sans said he was okay with it. I could tell he was a bit unsure but he was cool enough to leave her be.

Speaking of Ar...

"Sans, I think it was a bad idea to let her drink the Sea Tea." I replied. He chuckled. "donut remind me." he said as we both turned.

The girl was running back and fourth in quick speeds. "I'VE NEVER BEEN MORE ALIVE!!!" She screeched.

"Gerson, what did you put in that tea?" I asked as I took another bite of the Crab Apple.

"Wa ha ha! I dunno kid. It's the same ol' recipe! Well...the temmies wanted to help out 'round the place, maybe that's it." he replied.

"sugar, too much sugar." Sans replied, pointing at a spilled sugar bag on the floor. Gerson grumbled and talked to himself as he went to clean up.

I look at Sans but grow confused. Where did?.. "Sans?" I asked. "what is it kid?" He asked, drinking a bottle of ketchup.

I scratch my head "Where'd your jacket go?" I asked. His pupils go small and he looks down.

He only finds his white t-shirt. "ah for f—" "Watch your language, boy." Gerson spoke up, chucking to himself. "—ridge's sake.." Sans muttered and look up.

Did he say fridge's?

I look up to see Ar wearing his jacket, trying to imitate him. "Hello, I'm Sans. You're a human? Sansational!" She says in a deep voice.

Sans seems annoyed and I begin to laugh.

I soon feel cold.

I look down and I screech. I'm just wearing my blue tank top. I cover my arms and Sans begins laughing.

Ar was now wearing my jacket. "Hello! I'm Frisk! I'm feeling det̶e̶r̶m̶ined today!" She mimicked.

I gasped offended. "I don't sound like that!" I protest. Sans shook his head. "yes, you do." he said and Gerson agreed.

"as much as you'd like to undress us, kid, we need our jackets back." Sans said.

The green souled girl groaned. "Fine!" In a flash, I felt warmth on my shoulders once more. I sigh in relief but I notice something.

This is the wrong jacket!!!

I extend my arms; the sleeves cover my entire arm. Sans on the other hand, looks like he can't breathe.

Ar begins to laugh. "You both look funny!" She mocks.

It's like she's a little girl.

Freaking Temmies....

"excuse you, i can work lines!" Sans defended, proceeding to pose and snap his fingers.

Gerson cheered him on and I clapped. Ar looked at him. "It actually makes you look fatter." she said.

The skeleton stopped posing and looked at her. He snapped his fingers and teleported her in the same spot, causing her to get dizzy and pass out.

I glare at Sans, who was now whistling innocently while picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder as if she were a flour sack.

"later, Gerson" The skeleton replied with a satisfied grin.

The turtle laughed and waved. "I'll see you kids around." he said and went inside his cave.

I stand next to Sans as he puts his arm around me. "I can't believe you." I say.

He smiles. "Well, beelieve it." he replied and we teleport.

❤️

I walk down the stairs, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

As soon as we had teleported from the Waterfall to Sans and Papyrus' house, Sans dropped Ar on the couch and he walked upstairs to his room. Ana was already in there, peacefully sleeping in her sleeping bag.

Papyrus was still up when I awoke. He was busy working on something. I'm not sure what. Some..blueprints?...I don't know.

It was a blue paper with white lines and writing.

Now, I was staring at the couch. Someone I hadn't seen in a long time was sitting beside Ar's sleeping body.

Chara.

Why was she here?!

She was smiling down at Ar but she soon noticed my presence. "Fri̶s̶k, it's been t̶o̶o long̶~" she said.

Her voice...what happened to it?! It sounded echoey and glitchy.

I glare at her. Did she always dress up like me to make me uneasy?

It started when we were fourteen.

I wore this same jacket but before it used to be extremely baggy. My blue pants were very baggy too. Chara was the same, except with her own jacket and brown pants.

After we defeated her, we grew up, I changed. I'm sixteen.

I still wore my jacket but now, it actually fit me. I found a love for the short jeans and leggings combo so that's what I'm currently wearing: blue short jeans and black leggings. I'm still wearing my same boots.

Chara mimicked me; same jacket, brown short jeans and dark brown leggings. She was wearing the same boots.

It's like she wants me to remember she's a mirror image of me.

"Chara, what do you want?" I asked quietly. I didn't want to wake anyone up. The demon got up and walked up to me. "I'm h̶e̶r̶e to see m̶y l̶i̶ttle fol̶l̶o̶w̶er. I̶s̶n̶'t̶ s̶he a̶ b̶e̶a̶u̶t̶y̶?" She said, pointing at Ar.

I frown.

"She's not genocidal anymore, Chara. So just save it.." I say, but she only laughs. "Oh lit̶t̶l̶e Fris̶k̶~ You kno̶w wel̶l̶ what I̶ mean. I d̶o̶n't exis̶t and the wo̶r̶l̶d̶ n̶eeds the pe̶r̶fec̶t balan̶ce betwe̶e̶n a p̶a̶cifis̶t, a ne̶u̶tral, an̶d a̶ genocidal pla̶y̶e̶r."

I sigh. What she says is not a lie.

"So̶ what's be̶t̶t̶e̶r than h̶a̶ving A̶r be̶ j̶u̶st lik̶e̶ me! Th̶e missi̶n̶g pu̶z̶z̶le pie̶ce! A̶ll y̶o̶u̶'d have t̶o do..is̶ r̶ese̶t."

I backed away a bit. "Oh wa̶it, you c̶a̶n̶'t̶. He'll be ma̶d at y̶o̶u. You̶ don̶'t̶ want hi̶m m̶ad a̶t̶ you̶. You̶'d mi̶s̶s him to̶o̶ m̶uch. Y̶o̶u'd giv̶e u̶p̶ t̶h̶e world̶ f̶or him̶!" She continued.

Why didn't she shut up?

I want her to shut up!

Why wasn't she gone?!

I defeated her!

"Oh litt̶l̶e̶ Frisk, I ca̶n̶'t be de̶f̶e̶ated". Chara said, getting closer to me.

Did I speak out loud?

"You won't get what you came for." I threatened, but my voice cracked slightly. I didn't want her here.

"Aw̶, but Frisk! We̶ s̶h̶are the sam̶e soul̶! Determinat̶ion!" She said, faking sadness. I frown and push her away from me.

She looked at me intrigued. "I won't let you." I growled.

She suddenly grabbed my wrist. Her face had twisted.

Black blood was pouring from her mouth and her eyes. "S̶i̶n̶c̶e̶ w̶h̶e̶n̶ w̶e̶r̶e̶ y̶o̶u̶ t̶h̶e̶ o̶n̶e̶ i̶n̶ c̶o̶n̶t̶r̶o̶l̶?" She asked and knocked me over.

Glitching into her hand, a red knife appeared. I scream as she plunges it into my chest.

She lets out a laugh until I realize I'm curled up into a ball. I didn't feel any pain. I open my eyes and she's not there.

I hear a door opening but I don't want to move.

"Red?" Papyrus asks, walking down the stairs as he gets closer to me. I look up at him and sit up. He gives me a big hug.

I begin to cry.

I was scared. Was it just a really bad dream?

....

No..my wrist..it hurts. I roll up the sleeve and I see bruises on it. She was real.

Chara is real.

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