Reckoning Tale-An Undertale Fanfiction Novel

Chapter 13: Talk

fun level 74 Original MC Sans and Frisk

Months Later in Hotlands . . . 

Sans watched as two important children crossed his path quickly. Prince Asriel who had came back from the dead somehow due to Alphys, the Royal Scientist, and Princess Frisk, the strange human that just fell and got adopted by the royal family. 

The future of the Underground. Running around Hotlands. Unattended. That's not good. He took a shortcut, cutting them off before they reached MTT's. "So, two kids that probably shouldn't be out this far. What are you doing way over here?" 

He watched Prince Asriel's eyes. He seemed okay from coming back from the dead, but that really wasn't supposed to happen. According to some monsters, he had been different now though. Not as sweet and caring as his family. He wasn't falling into fuzzy pushover status as easy. "Stuff," the kid said. 

"Stuff, huh?" Sans looked toward Princess Frisk. The strange human herself. She had a strange mixed up soul that he thought was strange .  . . but then he found out one day, his soul was the same. He had some humanity in him. And that didn't make any sense. He didn't know if he should talk to the kid more, or stay far away from it. They never even had an encounter, so how did that happen? But, royal kids, this far out from the castle? "You doing stuff too, kid?" 

"Yep." Frisk looked around him. "Come on, move, Sans." 

"How come? 'Cause I ain't heard anything about this amazing thing called stuff," Sans said to both of them. "I think what I do hear is the sound of my bones rattling if Tori knows I just let you two walk off like this. How'd you get this far without getting caught?" 

"Oh. Like this." Frisk grabbed a hold of Asriel and disappeared. 

That. Was strange. Sans disappeared and showed up right next to them at MTT's. "Human kiddo can take shortcuts, huh?"  

"Hey, how'd you do that?" Frisk complained. 

"Following magic on the same kind of magic, not hard," Sans said. Great, the kid even inherited some of his magic? Oh, that made everything just peachy. "Next shortcut needs to be home." 

"But, it's boring there," Frisk said, "and we want to see someone about an art thing." 

"Dad won't allow it." 

Frisk groaned. "Asriel, I didn't lie or anything." 

"You were about to. I'm not doing that." Asriel shoved his paws into his jeans. "I'll get into trouble, but I'll fess up why." 

"Ugh." Frisk held her hands together. "Oh, please, Sans? Come on, don't tell King Asgore? I never get to leave the castle or the Ruins anymore. It's hard enough being a kid and being trapped Underground." 

"Awww, you touched my heart, really." Sans took both of their hands. "Here, I'll take you to one of my favorite places." 

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The Ruins . . . 

Oh, those two kids were cross at him as he knocked on Toriel's door.  

"Who's there?" 

"Canyon?" 

"Canyon who?" 

"Canyon take your kids? They were all the way back by Hotlands." 

Toriel opened the door and stared at Frisk and Asriel. "Oh, you two! What do you think you were doing?" 

"Having fun," Asriel said. "It was fun getting out of the castle. Frisk led the way, I followed, it was cool until . . . Smiley Idiot ruined our fun."