Undertale: REWIND

SAVE Point: 3

Frisk sat in Grillby's, pondering long after Sans had left.

Save him. But don't change anything else.

Does that mean ... does that refer to all the other things Frisk did for their friends along the way? Like having Undyne meet Alphys, recommending Papyrus to Undyne and helping Ghost-Mettaton with their dream?

Ah. So that's why they kept messing up. The time wasn't right. There was a reason why these people haven't met or become friends with each other at this point in time. But they foolishly went along and "played God", determining what should or should not happen even if they had done it out of good intentions.

Even though they had the ability to reset, save and reload, they had abused it too many times. And they had no right to decide how things play out in a timeline.

Speaking of timelines, has Sans finally trusted them?

Recalling the conversation they just had, they realised that although they had confided and admitted to Sans their purposes for coming here, he never revealed whether he trusted them, although it was certainly implied. Come to think of it, he also never gave them his reasons for his actions towards them the last few runs. And Frisk never found out if he had lied about not believing in time travel or only just realised its existence.

Well, in any case, at least they have reached some sort of mutual understanding of each other now. Frisk felt a little lighter, knowing that.

Closing their eyes, they let go of all their mistakes and everything they've been through the last few runs. It's time to begin anew. And this time, they thought opening their eyes again, they won't mess up.

Suddenly they felt a tap on their shoulder. It was Grillby, indicating that it was 1 in the morning.

Thanking him, they got up and left Snowdin with newfound determination.

Heh. That certainly confirms things. The human child was indeed a time travel. And it took at least two ... uhh time travelling incidents and a death for him to realise it.

Now, knowing their intentions, Sans was feeling guiltier than ever for being so harsh towards them. Although he couldn't remember what happened, he can recall emotions. Feelings of suspicion, doubt, anger, animosity. Although, these feelings were gradually ebbing away into a hesitant trust, the rage he felt when Papyrus got hurt led him to kill them without a trial.

Poor kid. He sighed in his bed. He almost crushed them. He could feel it.

It seemed like talking to them had made them feel better though. Although they were still whispering when he left, at least they got a little more audible. That was something, right?

However, the knot of uneasiness continued to remain in his stomach. Still, he could have done more than talk to them. Perhaps he should tell them his reasons for being so cold previously. He kinda felt like he owed them an explanation.

And if he was lucky, maybe the kid could forgive him too.

Meanwhile, Frisk had just met Napstablook and Ghost-Mettaton, although they were a bit late at arriving in Waterfall. Before that, they had gotten them Christmas gifts from Gerson's shop (after helping him clean up the place). A new CD with spooky tunes for Napstablook, and a working microphone for Ghost-Mettaton. The pair were delighted to receive the presents and like the two previous runs, warmed up to Frisk quickly. Although they were still worried about doing something wrong, they told themself to relax and enjoy themself.

And gradually, as they helped out on the snail farm together, they did.

"Wow ..." Napstablook spoke up as they finished off. "You're really good at farming snails ..."