UnDEADiable Love 2 (G!SansxFrisk) [completed]

Part Ten: Home At Last

Ink teleported me home after some, tear filled from Sans, goodbyes. I felt bad for leaving so quickly, especially after what Sans had confessed to me, but I promised to call him, even if the calling bill went through the galaxy. He laughed at that.

As I stood in front of the house I felt beyond relieved, but also really anxious. What would I tell Edith and Sans?

"I can tell them if you want," Ink offered with a sympathetic smile.

"Uh, just butt in whenever there's something confusing?" I offered instead.

"Deal."

I walked towards the door, which I knocked on. I had lost my keys, somewhere amidst the chaos.

"Hello?" Sans asked before he paused for about a minute.

"Frisk?!" He sounded ecstatic but also a bit angry.

"Mom?" Edith called from the second-floor balcony, running down the stairs, tripping a little bit at the last one.

They both attacked me with a hug at the same time, almost knocking me over. I could hear Ink giggled, and I couldn't help but laugh too.

"I missed you guys too," I whispered, hugging them tightly.

"Where were you?" Edith asked through my outfit.

"I would love to tell you over a cup of tea," I smiled gently, both of them letting go of the almost suffocating hug.

"Oh! And this is Ink! He's, um. . . A friend, I suppose you could say." I looked over at him as he waved at the two.

Sans looked shocked as he asked, "He looks almost. . . exactly like me. . ."

"I will explain that later," Ink laughed nervously, obviously not used to this kind of greeting.

I questioned that for a short second as we headed inside, Edith running to the kitchen to start some tea.

"I-I can't believe you're home, Frisk. W-We were worried sick." Sans surprisingly kept his voice calm.

"I was worried sick, too," I leaned forward, putting my hands together in my lap, "Sans, I was kidnapped by someone. And I found out that. . . That I have powers."

"Powers?"

"Yes, powers, Sans. I have powers, magic, just like you, and Edith."

Edith poked her head out from the kitchen, "Wait, I have powers?"

"It's hereditary. From two sides, apparently."

"Uh, Sans, I just really quickly need to explain something. Before Frisk tells you what happens. I. . . I know the person that Frisk is going to tell you about, and I also know that he's going to come back. I-I plan to stop him but just know that. . . I can't kill him. And I don't want anyone else to kill him, either. I just. . . I need to help him, which hopefully I can do soon."

Sans frowned a little bit, "You're asking me, and Frisk, and possibly the police force if the situation escalates, to not kill the person that kidnapped Frisk, took her away to wherever they did, and they're planning to come back, and you don't expect us to harm them whatsoever?"

I blinked a few times at how peeved he sounded, and Ink stuttered in reply, "I-I-I mean, y-you can attack him, b-b-but it'll only, um, i-i-it'll only make everyone w-worse."

Sighing, Sans shook his head, closing his eye sockets for a moment, "Okay. Fine. I will let you handle this all powerful person. But just know that if he comes near Frisk or Edith, I will personally see to it that he dies a slow and painful death."

Edith walked into the living room at that point, trying to ease the tension with a joke, "Well, I'm sure that Ink will tea to it that this person doesn't come near me or Frisk."

We all smiled at that pun and everyone seated themselves, preparing for the explanation.

"Well, a few days ago. . ."

~*~

The room sat in a shocked silence as I finished, and I wrung my hands nervously.

"So, you were taken because of your powers, mom? And these Nightmare and Error people, who are different versions of Sans and Ink, are after you and your powers?" Edith tried to understand.

"In a summary, yes."

"And he's going to come back for her because of these powers? Who are all these other people you mentioned?" Sans looked like he was starting to get a headache.

I was too, "They're different versions of ourselves. Blue, is a different version of you. Orange, is a different version of Papyrus. Undyne is like Alphys in the universe I was in, and Alphys is like Undyne. And Frisk is not too much like me, oddly enough. . ." I scowled a little bit at the thought of her.

There was just something off about her, and I couldn't place it, but I couldn't feel comfortable with it no matter how hard I tried.

"Frisk is more like Chara," Ink filled in for me.

I looked over at him as I thought about my experiences with Chara, and with her, "She is. How did you. . .? Oh, yeah, I forgot. Creator of all the universes."

Ink gave me a 'what did you do that for' look as he looked back at Edith and Sans, whose jaws had dropped at hearing that the person that had made them was sitting in front of them. And that Sans had snapped at him.

"Y-Your. . . I-I am so sorry!" He was full out panicking now.

"I-It's alright. I don't like my title making people like me more or dislike me more." Ink smiled at him awkwardly.

"That hasn't stopped you before."