Ok, this is going to be weird.... Lets see where i can squeeze in another character....
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Fresh's POV
OMG THIS IS TOO GOOD
I have no idea why people are freaked out about my eyesockets- they seem normal to me, other than my SOUL in it. Anyways, their reactions are PRICELESS; after I lowered my shades, Sans looked at me dumbly, his eyesockets wide and slowly going cross-eyed for some reason. Chara on the other hand, is sitting in a w shape, looking like she's going to fall over at any second.
And she DID fall.
She literally face-planted onto the golden tiles of the hall! I held myself from laughing, I swear my face looked as weird as heck.
"*groan* Frisk, please take oveerrrrrr I can't handle thiisssss"
The 'YOLO' on my shades changed to 'LAWL'
Firsk's POV
When Fresh showed his eyesockets, I flopped on the ground.
Out of surprise? Fear? Shock? Pure exhastion? Ugh, who knows.
Then, I saw Sans's expression. I started laughing like crazy.
"Oh my lord, this is gold!" Sans was going cross-eyed. I guess the RESETS plus this made him deconcentrate a bit- no, A LOT. Fresh's face was contorted into a weird grimace, halfway through a side smirk and a frown/scowl.
"*groan* Frisk, please take overrrrrr I can't handle thiissssss"
That was Chara's voice. My head snapped over to her figurative body sprawled all over the floor in the SAVE screen, giving up on trying to understand all this.
"Fine, but on one condition."
"What is it?" she asked eagerly.
"I'll continue to let you take over, but you have to flirt with Sans and... Fresh."
I snorted, seeing Chara's face pale.
"F-fine, but only because I don't want to deal with this."
???'s POV
I gaze in my 'screen portal' of Undertale. Well, this timeline certainly is unusual. I snorted, knowing that I am not the first one to discover that. Fresh was there, after all. I'm exhausted, I'll recover for a bit before heading to the original universe. It HAS been a long time after all. Oop, someone opened a portal to the area I am in. I can hear their familiar voice shouting at me, whether out of rage or out of the wanting to make peace. Too bad for him, he brought this upon himself.

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FanfictionThis was my first story. Sans, after a round of particularly draining RESETS, wants to get to the root of the problem. And so, he asks. He gets an answer, but things start to jumble and blend into an incomprehensible mixture of worlds and theories...