( just to start off i haved to tell you all that you all might find my PREVIOUS ACCOUND in which the story instead is called "an undertale story" however you only have 2 cringy old writings. however, if i reach 5k reads on this story i will reward you all with a re-publish of ALL of my cringy chapters. thanks, hope you enjoy. ;)
It all began the second i stepped foot out of the underground. i had no idea what i was getting into and what kind of life i would have once i had moved out.
i enjoyed the fresh breeze of the air out of the underground....... before i realized that everyone else had already left.
i jumped to sans teleporting next to me
"Aa- oh, hey sans. you need anything?" i asked cluelessly
"hey kid. i just need some help packing up my stuff. paps already left, so i need an extra hand. can ya help me out?" asked sans
i agreed and ended up spending a few hours in sans' and papyrus' house packing up papyrus' action figures.
on my way out, i got a notification from my phone.
skype: frisk dreemurr would like to ad you on your contacts.
I was barely able to read the notification with my hands full, i decided i would handle it later, and I continued to walk.
man, my legs hurt~ i thought to myself
my legs aching, i continued walking.
sans teleported next to me again which yet again made me jump.
"ACK" i yelled as i dropped the baggage
"heh. sorry kiddo. need some help? i can teleport it over." sans suggested
i took a breather before agreeing with sans.
im not sure what happened to sans after that point, but i sat on the edge of the cliff, letting my legs rest.
suddenly i remembered that i had to see who... "frisk dreemurr" was.
i mean, IM frisk dreemurr. how could a frisk dreemurr be contacting my timeline. how could our timeline's skype be connected?
i hit accept out of curiosity and immedietly got a message.
"are you me? i took you're profile picture when I was younger..." read the message
i took a little bit to process, then replied saying
" No, your not me, IM me. "
i got another message.
" Nono. you're a AU copy. IM FRISK. age 25, male. i left the underground 15 years ago, how in the world could there be another frisk."
i re-read the message a few times.
age 25? left 15 years ago? MALE!? im frisk, and im a girl... im 10... wait...what? i thought to myself
so much confusion...
"ok, well... were both frisk then... um.. then... umm..." i texted back
i have to find a question only frisk would know.. OK. i got it.
"then how is asriel?" I asked
it took a few minutes, the sun was going down.
they finally texted back:
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FanfictionYou know when you get that feeling where you know there's something strong going along between you and someone else? this is exactly what frisk felt when she bumped into a frisk from another timeline. find out what happens between them. ( and i do n...
