Conduit Tale-An Undertale Fanfiction Novel

Chapter 38: Hots for The Legendary Fart Master

Close to Sans' many posts . . .

"Everyone is eyeing me strangely," Frisky said, noticing everyone still watching her. How long would that keep up?

"Human catching humans. It's kind of interesting," Sans said as he walked through the snow. "Tell me if you start freezing to death."

"Um. I'm sure you'll catch some signs," Frisky said watching Chance over in the other corner. "Hey, not too far."

"Sorry!" Chance came running over, his nose and cheeks beating red, but he didn't care. "I was playing with MK. Can we play with the others later too? I want MK to play with the other kids too."

"That's a good idea," Sans said, remembering what happened last night to one of Alphy's conduits. If Chance did have an ability to keep the conduits safe, then he needed to stay beside them. "You need to stay on top of being friends with your other friends. Nearby and far away."

"Maybe a halfway point?" Frisky suggested. "Undyne's house is about halfway."

Sans didn't thoroughly jump on that comment. Frisky felt bad about how early in the timeline things happened, pulling Undyne and Alphys away. Never getting a letter. Never going on the funky fate date. Alphys having conduits. It looked like she was still trying to pull them together. Just can't let it go, can you? Oh, human. How? How in the world did anything ever happen? He walked around with his slippers in the snow. After that reveal last night, Papyrus suggested he spend time with both of them at the same time today. As a whole family.

So far, it wasn't that bad. Even though he had an extremely busy day yesterday, he got a lot of rest last night. A whole eight hours of sleep. He got three times less breaks now, but Frisky's instant alertness also helped. Not that he would ever trust himself to fall into a deep sleep during work again.

He couldn't. If they got nabbed again. If anyone took Chance, he'd be used as a weapon and his mind probably destroyed. If anyone nabbed Frisky again, her DETERMINATION would be taken away or worse. No way, never. They are staying right here. Right. Here. He looked up toward the sky. Too bad they couldn't see it. Chance would soon again, but Frisky never would. Still, she didn't seem too upset about it.

Probably not at first. Not the first week. Maybe not even the first month. By six months. By a year. By five. Ten. Twenty. It got worse not easier with time. Then again, she had another kind of freedom being down there. She was free to be herself and with . . . me. Not that she'd want to be with me. This is all just an accident. He wiggled his foot. Get it together. So what if you and her somehow actually got together and had Chance? I mean, it was. It's gone. Doesn't exist. Seriously. Geez. Can't I just be happy she's not afraid I'm going to kill her anymore?

"Are you okay?" Frisky questioned him. "You don't look very good, Sans."

"Huh? Oh. Super fine." He tried to bring out his biggest smile. "Always great." Yeah, she didn't buy it. "Undyne's not real good with human kids, I don't think what you want's going to work."

"It doesn't hurt to ask," Frisky insisted.

"It might. It's just not . . . it's all from a different timeline. That letter stuff. Pretty pointless to try to replicate."

"I'm not replicating it," Frisky said. "I just need to help them a little. A tiny nudge in the right direction. Love will take it from there."

"Why can't you just give up on this thing?"

"Sans. You're getting as bad as Flowey." She sighed. "Because it's not the events that defined what happened, it was their own feelings. If I sent the letter and went on a fake date but they didn't really like each other, them admitting their feelings would never have happened in the first place."