*DISCONTINUED* Can you hear me? [Sans x Reader]

twenty six

Just a little heads up my lovely readers... in order to tell this chapter how I wanted to, I needed to split it between three perspectives: yours, Gaster's, and Frisk's. Look for the (insert name here POV) to find out who's in charge of each section.

More info about the chapter at the end... enjoy?

(Your POV)

You spun around, facing Gaster with strength in your heart and determination in your soul. A RESET was but one of two options, and based on what he said, it wasn't a solution. If anything, it was prolonging the inevitable. Sure you could keep trying and trying, over and over again as you RESET time and time again. But how long wouldn't it take you to find the good ending? The true one where in which you lived a long and happy life with the monster you loved. It wasn't fair to all your friends to keep doing this. To keep forcing them through the same few months while you tried to find your happy ending. No. This RESET function wasn't the solution. It was but the means to an end. One that led you to Gaster and the decision to find a better answer.

Gaster watched you with carefully cautious eyes, not speaking or moving as you decided to put your trust and future in his hands.

"What do I have to do?"

Gaster smiled, eyes brightening with hope and relief.

It was time to put an end to this endless game.

(Gaster's POV)

Gaster watched in silence, just as he always had. In solitude he'd wandered the void, unable to do anything but what the world move on without him from afar. And despite finding himself in company he found it easier to remain silent.

She stood just a few feet before him, the girl who finally broke through his eldest sons barriers. The impossible girl, who'd somehow gained enough determination to take the RESET function from Frisk, just as the child had taken it from Flowey. She was turned away from him, watching her final moments through the film that created a barrier between this desolate plane and reality. It was what hid them from Sans' view, kept them between reality and the void. Gaster had never quite understood what attracted her soul to this place, but every time she RESET, for the short time between the end of her life and when everything restarted, her soul retreated here. What was it that allowed her soul to so easily break the barrier between the world that existed and the one that didn't? It was a mystery Gaster had never been able to solve, despite the unending hours he spent wandering through the endless realm. He had a few theories, but nothing concrete. More research would need to be done before a conclusion could be drawn.

After he had explained his hypothesis, one that was more of a last ditch effort to change things, (y/n) had been hesitant. It sounded outlandish, he supposed, but he wanted to believe it would work. The only other option was to continue restarting time, following the same path over and over until something changed. No... not over and over. Quite unlike Frisk, she didn't follow any of the previous moments, no matter the timeline. In each one she followed different steps, taken risks in places and played it safe in others, each time following a different route in order to obtain a seemingly impossible ending. But quite unlike Frisk, Gaster had been able to make contact with (y/n). And through his observations of Frisk's timelines, he'd formulated a plan that could possibly end the cycle.

But as much as Gaster wanted to completely this task painlessly and without suffering, he knew that would not be the case. To enable this to work, more suffering was inherent. But perhaps it would be worth it in the end.

Gaster certainly hoped it would.

The time came to act, announced with the drone of the heart monitor flatlining. Gaster closed his eyes, listening to the anguished pleading of his son, almost wishing things could be different. Forcing his eyes back open Gaster focused on (y/n), watching her reaction as she watched herself die. Not many could claim to have witnessed such a sight. She stood with her eyes glued so Sans, tears streaking down her cheeks as she watched him break apart. This death was hitting Sans harder than usual. Perhaps it was because their relationship had been such a slow burn, and they hadn't had much time to explore the depths of what they could be together.