Asriel X Chara (An Undertale FF)

Waking Up

We get to Hotlands. Same as always, no one there.

We walk into Gaster's lab. It looks a lot different. Anime posters on the walls, bowls of instant noddles on the desk, soda cans scattered around. Everything is very unorganized. Very unlike Gaster.

Undyne was talking a lot about Alphys. Was she the new Royal scientist? What happened to Gaster? Since there's no one around, I can't really ask questions.

We take the elevator up. We're almost to Asgore's castle.

I still remember living in this grey house with Asriel. It just fills me with more Determination to get back to my timeline.

I unlock the chain that leads downstairs.

Flowey appears and tells me what sounds like his whole life story. I don't listen because I have my mind set on getting home.  

I scare Flowey away and I walk into to Judgment Hall.

Sans is standing right in front of me. Was he waiting for me?

"Hey. You've been pretty busy, huh? I've got a question for ya. Do you think even the worst person can change? That everyone can be good if they try? Heh heh heh heh...all right. Here's better question. Do you wanna have a bad time?" Sans asks and his eye sockets go black. "Cause of you take another step forward, you're really not gonna like what happens next."

I take a step.

"Welp. Sorry, this is why I never make promises. It's a beautiful day outside. Birds are singing, flowers are blooming, on days like these, kids like you, should be burning in hell."

He instantly starts attacking. Frisk surprisingly dodges every attack. "Huh. Always wondered why people never use their strongest attack first." Sans says.

Frisk gets a direct hit but Sans teleports to the side before her knife could land on him. "What? You think I'm just gonna stand there and take it?"

Every time Frisk try's to hit him, she misses. I take over and I miss. What...? How is he...?

He's not even breaking a sweat. His giving a speech while attacking. I don't understand how he's doing this.

After what felt like and eternity, Sans gets tired and stops. He's breath heavy. "All right. That's it. It's time for my special attack. Are you prepared? Here it goes." He stands there and does nothing. "Yep. That's right. It's literally nothing. And it's not going to be anything, either. Heh heh heh...ya get it? I know I won't be able to beat you. You're just gonna kill me one of your turns. I've decided, it's not ever gonna be your turn. I'm just gonna keep having MY turn until you give up."

"Aw. Didn't you ever learn sharing is caring?" I ask in a baby voice.

"Even if we have to stand here until the end of time. Capiche? You'll get bored here. I mean, if you haven't gotten bored already. Then, you'll quit. I know your type. You're very uh, Determined. You'll never give up. Even if there's absolutely NO benefit whatsoever. You'll just keep going. Not out of desire for good or evil, but just because you think you can."

"If only you knew how I got here, what I've been through. Then you'd understand why I'm doing this." I say. Still, only Frisk can hear me.

"And because you "can"...you "have to." But now. You've reached the finish. There is nothing left now. In my opinion, the most "determined" thing you can do here, is to give up completely."

"I will never give up!"

"And do literally anything else." He says with a yawn. He starts closing his eyes.