Reckoning Tale-An Undertale Fanfiction Novel

Chapter 59: The Universe Didn't Appreciate That

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"Yes," Morning said as she opened her backpack. A cat jumped out of it.

"Hi Cat-Pap," Sans said as it ran off. He looked toward the yellow flower. "Hey. So, our dimension is leaking into others too. You know about that?"

Flowey just shook his petaled head. "Nope. Just trying to survive. With a cat. In a backpack."

"Still afraid to go home?" Sans questioned them. "I don't blame you. There might not be a home to go back to."

"After this," Morning said softly. "We'll go after this."

"Saaaaaaaaaaans!"

"Oops, got busy." Sans looked behind him at Papyrus rushing toward him. "Sup?"

"Come! Come! Come!" Papyrus tried to grab his arm.

"Hey, we need some help?" Night asked, trotting after them. "Parallel Buds, hello?"

After a small workout to get to Gaster, Sans and Night both caught their breath.

"Come on, Night, pull it together," Morning said as she put her backpack down on the ground again.

"Fine. Alright. What did we do that for?" Sans watched Gaster approach.

His face. It was serious. Even as a Skeleton with little expression, it was serious. He pulled up some charts on a computer. "Our timeline." He typed in some coordinates. "Timelines we are getting involved in." He typed in more. "The timeline of Night and Sky."

"Morning," Morning corrected him.

"Good morning to you too, but now is not the time for greetings," Gaster assured her. He typed in more figures. "The flower's timeline he is from." He pushed a few extra buttons and a plot revealed itself. "What do you see?"

Sans gestured his bony fingers, following the ups and the downs. "That last one should be first. The graph doesn't make sense."

"No, it doesn't. At first." Gaster looked toward Papyrus. "Do you get it?"

Papyrus traced the lines in the air himself. "Wh . . . wh . . . you were never King, Sans."

"Never would want to be," he admitted. "So?"

Gaster grabbed a marker and started to connect on the computer screen. He didn't even seem to care about the damage he was doing to the screen. "Do you see? Do you see?"

"Night," Papyrus said stiffly. "I am technically your Uncle Papyrus, so listen to me. Leave your Uncle Asriel here, and get the dogs and cat back to their own dimension. Quickly. Now. Then go home."

Night looked toward Morning and shrugged. "Uncle Papyrus said to listen to him. So, let's go."

Sans watched them take Flowey out of the backpack and disappear. He looked back toward Papyrus. He still couldn't see what others were seeing. "What's wrong, Pap?"

"Sans."

"Pap?"

"Read. Not just the ups and down. Read the notes Gaster put in it."

Sans got closer to the computer. "Destruction of World: Flowey Point of View."

"Sans, no, not like that. Almost like a junior jumble. Just, put it together, Brother."

Huh. Sans shoved his bony hands in his pockets.

Destruction of world.

Flowey wished to be returned here.