Conduit Tale-An Undertale Fanfiction Novel

Chapter 22: A Flower Feels . . .

Because it's been a little confusing moving into the next timeline, I thought I'd write a note for it when it appears.
Flowey's Memories is focused on a ripped timeline. I place the ripped timelines in italics to help differentiate it from the present.
Faith IS Frisky. The ripped timeline happened before the FRISK Mission in Project UNDERTALE (Where Sans met the Conduit FRISK)
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The good news is that the pain in his stomach and eyes and head had all started to go away, but Chance couldn't seem to see anymore. He kept opening his eyes, but he couldn't see. What happened? "Momma, where are you?" 

"What do you mean, Frisk?" 

"I can't see you." He could feel himself in his mom's arms, but he couldn't see her. Nothing. No light at all. The whole world was dark. He kept blinking his eyes. "Mom, I can't see. I-I can't see!" 

"It's okay. Frisk? Hon'?" 

"Momma?" He felt around for her. He could feel her face, but he couldn't see. "Momma! Momma!" 

"I-it's okay, it's okay. I'll find some help, okay?" After a few minutes of walking though, things started to get worse. Frisk felt numb. "Momma?" 

"Huh?" 

"I feel numb. I can barely feel you." 

"What about now?" 

"Momma?" 

"I'm holding your hand, sweetie. Do you feel that?" 

Holding his hand? No. "Momma, I can't feel you holding my hand. I can't. I can't feel my hand. I can't even feel my hand! Momma? Momma?!" 

Nothing. "Momma?! Momma?!" He tried to kick and scream with all he had. He couldn't feel his mom. He couldn't hear her. He couldn't see! "Momma, help! Mommy! Momma?! Mooooooommm!!!" 

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"What a stupendously glorious day it is," King Asgore insisted as he looked at the small crowd around him. Sans just kept a level face. He figured the king would be a little thrilled with, you know, the sky. He and Alphys gave him most of the details, but was sure to leave out a couple of important bits. King Asgore had had a long and heartfelt speech along with Mettaton on TV about the situation, and everyone was basically dancing around. 

Except them. Which made it a little tough to gather the last bits. But, it was almost done. 

"Don't fret, Brother," Papyrus insisted. "Something tells me that Frisky will . . . w-will not hate us as much as you think. They'll have to live somewhere, and with her being human, I mean, no one would give her a job." 

"I know." Sans sentences were short and to the point. 

"And so, let's see." Asgore looked at his desk. "Two committings today, and it makes absolute sense why. Bless your heart Alphys for helping the little conduits." 

That was something else. Since the conduits were part of the experiment, and treated badly by the humans as well, Asgore was not considering them human. They were considered a 'different Monster'. Conduits. At least that would mean less scorn for them. 

"Okay, let's get you taken care of." 

"Oh, me first?" Alphys asked as she looked toward Sans. "Aren't you ready?" 

"You said Frisky's staying at the Inn because of some kind of Balancer thing?" Sans said. "It's fine. Papyrus is still trying to get the last part." He shrugged. "The sky coming out is making regular business run a little less smooth." 

"Okay." Alphys gestured for her two conduits to come forth toward Asgore. "Already signed and completed by Undyne the Undying." 

"Correct, King Asgore," Undyne said, although her voice sounded a little less enthused than usual with Alphys. "She's got all the necessary furniture, GOLD, shelter, and she can follow the humans dietary needs so it's chances of death are lower. She's taken care of the environment factors by vouching they won't leave without her, and she's got a special cream that keeps them from getting too warm."