Reckoning Tale-An Undertale Fanfiction Novel

Chapter 29: Angels and Devils

fun level 74 Original MC Sans and Frisk

The Hotel . . .

Sans started to stir when he heard knocking at his door. "Whoozat?" He moved away from Frisk and answered it. "Hey." He chuckled. "I didn't order room service yet." He couldn't help himself as he eagerly shook Undyne's hand. "What are you two doing here?" 

"Good," Undyne said. "You didn't read the text messages. I don't know what's real or not, but just know, that Papyrus is fine." 

"Undyne cried on me," Asriel said. "However, we don't know what is what, so read them. We need to figure out what happened." 

Sans moved over toward his cell and picked it up. He scrolled, hearing panic in Papyrus' words. He felt dread as he read how Alphys lost track of him. Then, he got a message spread out between. "Tori." 

"Mother texted you?" Asriel asked. "What does it say?" 

Sans looked uncomfortably at his phone. He read how King Asgore thought Papyrus was dead, how Alphys said he wasn't and then nothing. Like they didn't remember. He didn't know what to believe either, but it was Tori's message that bugged him the most. "Um." His voice kind of squealed.  

"Um, what?" Asriel asked. "Sans, what did-oh!" His attitude changed. "Oh, of course. I have no intention of fighting you for my sister, and I am very sorry that-" 

"Hey, hey, It's fine," Sans insisted. "I get it. The magic reached far. We're all good." He looked back at the message again. "Uh, all good." 

"Sans?" Undyne asked. "What did Queen Toriel tell you?" 

"Um." Sans looked at her words again. "I forgot about something. Something illegal, but it can save the Underground. Something only ancient monsters cared to do." Sans showed Undyne the phone, making her funny fishbrows raise.  

"Oh. That would work," Undyne said."You and Frisk did say you'd do anything to save the Underground." 

"Not a time to tease," Sans said. "So, hotel is great. Better go get a nice room while you can." 

"And you can 'save the day' while you can," Undyne said. "How far along is she?" 

Sans covered the front of his skull. He didn't want to say. "Oh. Uh. Three weeks?" 

"Is that a solid three weeks, or three and a half? Or how do you even know for sure?" Undyne asked. "You shouldn't waste time. Do you want me to go run out to the store and get some brew? Maybe some wine or something heavier?" 

"Stop," Sans warned her. "Just, go get your own room. Frisk needs sleep." 

"If you wait too long, the chance will pass and you'll have no choice-" 

"I get it, okay?" Sans said. "Just, go." 

"Uh huh. You can talk the talk, but you're not quite walking the same walk," Undyne said.  

"Walking what walk?" Asriel asked as they started to head down the hall. 

Damn it. Tori gave permission. She came up with the solution they needed, but how was he going to do this? He moved over toward the bed, and checked her soul again. Undyne was right. Three or four weeks? Three and a half? Maybe it even was four. And what if someone did reach her in that time? 

If they were going to save the Underground, they had to do it now. "Uh, Frisk?" He gently woke her up.