Reckoning Tale-An Undertale Fanfiction Novel

Chapter 9: Smoke In Hotlands

fun level 74 Original MC Sans and Frisk

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Frisk opened her eyes slowly. She had no idea where she'd been or what time it was. She saw Sans lying right next to her. She noticed the color on the walls and sheets. Yep, her guest bedroom. How did they end up there? She closed her eyes again, not really wanting to think about it. It was obvious she was out of the Ruins and not going to get locked up. She was safe at home. And right now, that was good enough to her.

The next time she woke up, she felt hunger pains. Heard them too. As she started to move, she noticed Sans moving slightly.

"Awake finally?"

Ugh. "I'm . . ." He just looked at her curiously. "I'm sorry."

"Yeah. Should have waited. What's done is done though." He yawned. "Look, Frisk. Things got real messed up down there, and we're never using an encounter again. Toriel caught you, and I didn't have much choice. I faked my death down there. Only Alphys knows."

Faked his death? "Don't say that." No. "Don't say that you did that."

"I had to," Sans admitted. "You couldn't come through again, Tori would eventually suspect me, and I couldn't get you back over as easily undetected."

"I gathered what energy I could. I couldn't just stay in the Ruins my whole life, I just ran on automatic. And then, all my energy disappeared."

"Yeah. There were bumps along the way, but in the end, it's what I said before. You wouldn't want to move far."

"You faked your own death." Frisk lowered her eyes again, it was just too exhausting to keep them open. "I lost a good friend, without losing a good friend."

"Huh?"

Frisk sighed. "They predicted it. I would lose a good friend, without losing a good friend." She closed her eyes.

"The test?" He asked. "You're talking about the test?"

He wanted to know. He really deserved to know. There was no telling what else would be in store for him too. "I would lose myself, without losing myself. I would lose an old friend, without losing an old friend. I would lose my family, without losing my family. I would lose my love, without losing my love." It was only right. She had seen his most private memories after all. Somehow. Him and Papyrus, just walking over mile after mile, monster dust blowing in the air all around them. "I'm sorry."

"Me too. I saw your memories."

"You too?" So, did he know what the test had been then? "What did you see?"

"You're kidnapping. You?"

"Going into the mountain."

"Makes sense." Sans waved it off. "Better you than me. Monster memories, they don't . . . really span our own lifetime. Funny, huh? Live a long time, but, memory only goes back so far. I guess you could say I lose my marbles, but they're still rolling around somewhere." He eyed her. "What was that test you passed, Frisk? I really gotta know."

Frisk closed her eyes and opened them again. "They manipulated me. Made me realize . . . how much I wasn't in charge of what happened." She took a long, steady breath. "They started with my hand, holding it in place, and telling me that if I lifted it from wherever they put it, I couldn't put it back there again. I figured that was a trick for later, so I left it there. Then, they turned on a TV and showed me how much they really did know me. There were cameras in my family home. I watched my mother changing her earrings. There was a camera in a friend's home here. I watched her eating a sandwich and talk on the telephone. I viewed the place I worked at, overlooking a cat I'd seen several times getting it's check up. They showed me cameras at stoplights. They showed me cameras in my own home. They showed me . . . everywhere. They were watching me everywhere. And when they finished." She held up her scarred hand. "To pass the test, I just needed to say which one had no dominating trait. That was fairly easy, I knew it was the cat. I took time to think and rethink about it, believing it to be a trick. But, I just said, Cat."