Little Nighttales

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(Third POV)

Continuing on the journey it wasn't all to difficult quite repetitive actually once you get the hang of it. That was at least the mentality for Frisk, however their smaller adopted sibling did not feel the same. No six was still feeling the initial shock of the dreaded cooking show they had recently been in. Flashbacks of the maw swam in Six mind, the twins preparing feasts for the disgusting creatures, trying to catch her and prepare her like any other meal. It all came flooding back, it scared her to no end. Being lost in thought six stood there as Frisk did battle, befriending monsters and sparing them with the act of mercy. This worried Frisk as they stare at their sibling who just stared blankly into the lava below the pillars of ground they stood on.

After their fight they went over to Six and nudged her. "Hey what's wrong?" They asked as Six looked up their eyes seemingly hollow and lifeless. Whatever it was it really ate her up inside. Frisk bent down and looked at her as six soon began to break down, her past it couldn't be contained no longer as she began talking endlessly about the many times she had nightmares and fears of being eaten alive or worse in the maw. Six panicked state worsen as her hunger began to take control, Frisk watched as the black smoke from the genocide route began to take form around Six. Staggering forward Six began to look at Frisk, the hunger telling her to kill, to feast, to gorge in flesh of their sibling. The temptation growing strong as she jumped on to Frisk and tried biting at them.

Frisk screamed as they fought six off  trying to get her off of them. "No stop it! Six it's me Frisk! Not Chara!" They begged as the strong little girl claws at them. Panicked Frisk tried opening the phone dimensional box to get food for Six. Six eventually sinking her teeth into Frisks arm, screaming in agony Frisk ignored the phone and just tried to get Six off and away from her as six slowly and agonizingly pulled a chunk of flesh off of frisks arm. Their health diminishing to little less then half. "Let go!" They screamed as they had no choice, pulling out their weapon at the time they smacked six away. Six growled as  a part of their health diminished, but this wasn't over oh no this was merely a small flesh wound. Six holding her stomach watched as the smell of blood filled the air, Frisks arm was bleeding and badly a small chunk of white could be shown as they breathed heavily. Their health gradually falling as they tried to stay conscious as Six relentlessly attacked again and again.

No time for anything, no time, no.... the world began to slow as frisk noticed a strange glowing symbol. It said Something Frisk usually never does.... quiting ....... Before they knew it they were thrust into darkness, there they saw their own soul damaged slightly but slowly healing. It was strange, but what was more strange was no injuries were on them. Silence over took them as they began looking around the void, they wanted answers, wanted secrets, but before they could they were thrust into the world again right before Six had lost it. Another second chance, but this time different then before. Deciding not to dwell on it Frisk quickly gave Six food in which she happily took. Odd.... it was as if she didn't remember this unlike the previous time.

However, all thoughts were brought to an end as a strange stage surrounded them. "Oh no....." Frisk mutters as a very electronic yet flamboyant voice speaks "Oh yes!". Cringing Frisk looked up to see mettaton pretending to be behind a news stand giving a daily report like a anchor man would. Firsk glared as Six looked up confused as of what was going on as Frisk picks up Six all the while listening to mettaton ramble about his news. That was until he told Frisk and Six that they had to give a report, "of course he had to drag us along" Frisk mutters as they look at all the items. Six looks with Frisk and points to a book wondering if that will help. "Oh my good eye Six darling but what is this?" Mettaton spoke as he began ranting and raving about it being a secretive movie script and would hate if the two children would spoil it.

With a heavy groan and annoyed sigh from Frisk they begrudgingly agreed to show it to the world. Unfortunately for them this opened up an annoying mini timed challenge where Six and them had to defuse all the items that were secretly bombs. Panicked by the timer of 3 minutes given to them, Frisk sets of to defuse the bombs to save both themselves and Six from certain destruction. Six watched as Frisk ran like a chicken without a head as they defused each and every bomb they could, they even succeeded with 3 seconds to spare as Mettaton looked at them amused. Six watched tilting her head as Mettaton began to face away and began talking to a camera saying how they would get to watch Frisk blow up. Six worried about their sibling hugged Frisk tight not wanting to let go even if it ment the end of her too.

As the two awaited their demise, nothing came to fruition. Looking around confused as they soon looked toward Mettaton. He coughed and looked around himself before Frisk pulled out the phone as It began to speak. Alphys was on the line, apparently she had saved the day from Mettaton's scheme. Though it seemed suspicious at least in Six eyes why Mettaton praised Alphys before running off after not one but two attempts to kill them failed. It just simply didn't sit right with her and she hated this feeling, but no matter they were almost free from this hot mess, at least that is what Six had hoped because the heat was really getting to her.....