Just a Little While Longer (SoLYGBM timeline)

Chapter 42: The Lab Tour

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Impending doom.

The best possible phrase to describe Frisk's prediction towards the coming day.

Frisk was awoken at an absurd time, got dressed in a dead child's clothes, again, and was taken to an expensive limo with Toriel and an accompanying Undyne to go visit Alphys' lab. The best possible 'bright side' out of today's first few hours, was that Frisk had managed to pick out a slightly less creepy and babyish plain pastel blue dress with minimal frills and ribbons. Her hair however was retied to the migraine inducing pigtails again, so she couldn't quite say the only positive of her last day on the planet was very helpful.

Frisk tried not to glare at Toriel the entire ride over, but every second that the car droned on with its blacked out windows and low ceiling, or at least, low for Undyne and Toriel, Frisk was fully postured, tensely peeking over the window to squint through and try to make out details. She was finding it more and more difficult not to pry the door open and jump out. A few broken bones might get her out of an unprofessional and likely death-motivating surgery.

There was something though...

The window in between the driver's seat and the pale leather sofa seats in the back of the limo was open, so while Toriel happily babbled about the next events of the cruel afternoon and how excited she was to go 'back to normal', Frisk spotted Undyne cautiously glancing back to look her in the eye. Those precious few seconds of knowing and concerned recognition made the bridge between them startlingly firmer every time Frisk caught that sharp yellow eye.

Undyne quite obviously knew that Toriel was talking crazy. The guard would even wince a little whenever the overbearing mother would so calmly express her thrill about the mauling dismemberment that would take place this afternoon. It made nothing better by the fact Toriel was only expressing little details about today. Like how the "imperfections" and "flaws" would be removed. Anything adult related and showing of growth was the only thing discussed. Frisk supposed that Toriel thought the fact she even had a uterus was so upsetting she wouldn't even mention it.

I've never wanted to punch a goat more in my entire life.

But the little glances and slight disgusted looks from their reluctant driver were enough for Frisk to work with, she would've happily given this scaly lady more time and adjustment, maybe even butter her up a little if she could. Frisk tried her best to not crack a smirk after thinking of how ironically that phrase went with fish. But irony in deathly situations or not, she was out of time and wouldn't be able to get to Whisk before it was too late.

Just be a good girl for this big furry lady until she slips, then book it for the exit. There's no way Undyne will just let her kill me, she may work for a ruthless murderer but she has to have principles on the innocence of the who's being murdered part.

...yes... maybe it wasn't a perfectly thought out plan... considering it was built on a mighty risky chance that could get her killed... but what were her options? Run and die or sit and die? Unfortunately there was no possibility that Frisk could fight and die. As much as she would've liked to be in the position to just keep kicking and punching and clawing, trying to get out of the goat woman's grip, Toriel had a dangerous amount of power over her right now. Just trying to escape by showing defiance wouldn't be as useful as it had been with Sans. But even then, there was no way after this almighty shitty week that Frisk was going to back down now.