Retconned

Chapter Nine

Beware the Feels

"Retconned... never heard of an event called that," Reaper said.

"I think that's the point, as in Retconned out of existence," Dream said frowning.

"That might be why I can't seem to remember anything about the world just gone, I thought Error destroyed them," Ink said blinking his eyes cycling through images.

"So retconned worlds can be remembered somehow... you said the kid Goth was a Victim right? Could his survival be causing ripples that allowed retcons to be remembered on some level?" Geno asked curious.

"More then likely, I'm pretty sure that before Goths Retcon I knew at least a timelines version of him. My head starts hurting very badly when I try to concentrate on him," Dream said rubbing his temples.

"So... the question is, what is the source of the Retcons and how do we reverse them," Original Sans finally said.

"That is the monster of a question, meet up next week? Hopefully one of us will dig up some news by then," Reaper suggested.

"I'll see you all then," Sans said, they quickly scattered to there own timelines.

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Reaper was surprised when Geno heading to the save screen, knowing that his magic would have kept his husband safe for several more hours.

Strangely he didn't find the other skeleton monster peering through the screen to the real world, or his usual rest spots.

But, in an area where Gaster void phantasms usually showed to torment him.

"Geno....?"

"I had to ask him something," Geno said, his voice sounded like he was ready to cry.

"What did he do?" Reaper asked concerned, knowing Gaster was a cruel being.

"Not what he did, what I did," Geno said turning to face him, Reaper was startled to see tears slip down his face.

"Geno, whats wrong?" he asked again, sweeping the other monster into his arms.

"How can someone forget there parents to someone, why did the retcon make me forgot him," Geno said angrily now.

"Love, calm down.. i don't understand," Reaper said very concerned.

"Reaper, the Retcon... Goth was our kid," Geno finally said.

Reaper wondered if the universe could swallow him whole.

He could only hold Geno to him tightly.

Geno coudl only remember.

"What do you know of the Retcons?" Geno asked the warped reflection of Gaster, the other monsters mouth seemed to frown.. but that was always hard to figure out what the phantasm was feeling.

"Are you sure you want my help," Gaster said with a demented laugh, Geno winced knowing that Gasters fragments in the void were rather damaged compared to the original.

"Please," Geno asked.

"I feel its whispers, its hunger and anger.. the voids ever connected tremble as he rips existence apart," Gaster said, his form warping in and out of visual range.

"It... he?" Geno asked, he winced when Gaster laughed again and form seemed to melt.. goop? A bit more.

"And the child.. the Retconned monster known as Goth?" he asked.

"How sad, for his very mother to forget there eldest child. After all how could i not know my Grandson," Gaster sneered, and then was gone.

"Son..." Geno said in shock.

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"Gah, leave me alone you freak," Nightmare said, actually trying to avoid his twin instead of his usual agitated violent reaction.

"I just need to ask a question!" Dream pouted.. why did his brother have to be such.. well a dick.

"Geeze, fine... just stop stalking me across multiple timelines," Nightmare said, looking ready to spear him with his tentacles.

"Who's Goth and the Retcons?" Dream asked frowning.

"Wait, you guys only found out about the Retcons now.. oh my god.. Cross won the bet.. and really... the kids none of your business," Nightmare smirked, and left.

'They had a bet about Retcons?' Dream thought eye sockets wide, and he still didn't know who Goth was really other then the bit of time after the child saved them.

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The world was spinning angrily, his body felt to tight.. to heavy and somehow to light at the same time.

What he'd eaten earlier felt like lead in his stomach.

He didn't even feel as he collapsed on the ground, save lantern clunking onto the hardwood floor of his house.

It felt like his body was ready to burst apart at the seams, if he had seams that is.

If anyone had seen him fall, they would have been reminded how it looked as if it was a seizure.

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"Goth!" Error shouted as he spotted Goths still form on the floor as he came for dinner.

He could only watch in shock as Goths form suddenly flipped between selves for several seconds before stabilizing.

"Kid... damn it kid," Goth said, carefully picking up one of the few beings he actually cared for.

Why did he feel as if an invisible countdown had begun.