Reckoning Tale-An Undertale Fanfiction Novel

Chapter 58: Not His Frisk

fun level 74 Original MC Sans and Frisk

"No." Frisk shook her head. Cindy didn't have a kid. Did she? The voice though. But. But.

///"Right. So, that means he wouldn't be using me for just sex, because then he wouldn't have done that." Amanda nibbled at her slice. "I don't know though. I mean, fucking Cindy? How would you feel if you ever found out your guy had fucked Cindy?"

Bad thought. "He never would."

"Why not? Every other guy around here goes for her. She spreads them for everyone, Frisk."///

Sans. Cindy.

Sans? Cindy?

Cindy was Magi?!

Frisk felt herself getting tugged back.

"Frisk. Come on, Frisk. Back up, it's okay."

Cindy. Magi.

A boy that looked a lot like Sans.

"Not possible!" Sans started to shout, throwing his bony hands toward the king. "Seriously, Magi's a gold digger. I got gold so she's digging for me. I-I don't know how she's alive, King Asgore, but a couple dates. That's it. That's all. I swear!"

"Geez." Magi just sighed. "Really, Sans? *You've been trying to get me for years to obey, I finally come, and this is the respect I get?"

"You don't get shit for respect, Cindy," Amanda spat at her, still holding Frisk securely next to her.

King Asgore held a hand toward Sans and towards the boy playing the video game. Their blue auras matched. Perfectly. Too perfectly.

"I didn't." Sans stuttered. "I-I. I could barely score a date."

"Come on, Frisk. Come on," Amanda urged her. "Dad, yo, I'm taking Frisk out of here. Dad. Dad!"

"Yes, go," Toriel said quickly giving her permission. "Get Frisk out of here."

"No way. No way!" Sans turned around to try and see Frisk but she was getting taken out of the room. As he proceeded after her, Undyne, Asriel, and Alphys stood in the way.

"There is no variance in a match," King Asgore said roughly. "A monster has duty to one family. The first. This is yours."

"Nuh uh." Sans tried to get passed the others. "Frisk is my wife!"

"That is your wife. That is your son," King Asgore said firmly, pointing toward Magi and the boy. "Frisk. Frisk will be given to someone who will make a beneficial king."

"You're not taking my wife," Sans growled at King Asgore. He didn't even care about him being King anymore. "Frisk is mine, and those unborn monsters are mine!"

"Sans, stop," Papyrus urged. "That's the King."

"No way, this is bogus! This is more parallel stuff, Papyrus! I swear!"

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"Do something!" Morning repeatedly hit her brother's bony arm. "Do something, do something! Dad is gonna- this is gonna destroy them, do something!"

"I am, I am." Night shined the little double detector toward the kid. "Thought so. This little Gaster thing is lighting up. No half brother in this universe. Parallels are crossing unknowingly. Knew dad didn't score before mom." He looked toward Morning. "Quit hitting, what do you want me to do? We can't just take this inside and say 'here, this'll prove what's going on'."