Reckoning Tale-An Undertale Fanfiction Novel

Chapter 73: Fine Glitter

“I don’t want to remember!”

Alphys gentle voice cried out, snapping Frisk out of it. Alphys? She looked just a small ways away from her. Alphys looked horrible.

“But I-I’m to blame. I, the Underground.” Alphys shook her head. “No way.”

“Alphys.” Frisk reached out to her. “It’s okay.”

“But, I heard what feels magic did,” Alphys said to her. “Frisk.”

“I slayed 68 dimensions,” Frisk said to her. “There’s no one here with a bigger debt to pay than me.” Whatever was going on. Whatever Alphys was crying about, she’d do it. She’d do anything to make up for what happened.

Although she never could. Nothing could make up for all those lives lost. It was just like her. Just a multiple, but they lived. They felt. They survived. They were no different. And she gutted them.

“Marty, just get going already,” Sans said to him. “Gather up the other Bab, and take her to the main one here. Tell us what happens.”

Marty nodded once.

“I’ll help,” the other Papyrus insisted.

“Me too,” Papyrus said. “You don’t have to do this alone anymore.”

When all three of them left, Sans turned toward Frisk. She watched him. She could feel his judgment on her. There was so much monster in her now, it couldn’t be denied. She felt many things from him. She still felt love, but she felt confusion, sadness and rage too. His feelings for her would never be the same again. “What has Alphys so scared?”

He didn’t answer her. Why should he? She was just a parallel Frisk that was cruel enough to wipe out her own dimension.

"Everything's a little confusing right now,” Sans said. “It’s okay though, you know? Cause I know you.” He grabbed her hand and placed it on the coat over his chest. “I’ve got more than just you going on in my head right now, so don’t judge me either.” He put her hand back down as he looked toward Amanda. “Amanda, there’s a good chance we’re related.”

“Huh?” Frisk looked toward Amanda. That was impossible.

“You been getting into too many brewskis,” Chara said. “How the hell am I related to you? I'm not related to Frisk.”

“Not directly.”

Frisk looked toward Amanda. She didn’t seem to understand. She looked down toward Sans coat. Maybe I should leave the area. Just go. But, as she started to walk, Sans grabbed her hand again.

“You might be sisters, Frisk.”

Hm? Frisk looked toward Amanda. “You just said we weren’t related directly.”

“Everything multiplied in that original world. I didn’t get it at first, I knew, but I didn’t get it ‘til Marty said something.” Sans looked toward Chara. “You be easy on him, and he’ll be easy on you. Okay?”

“What are you talking about?” Amanda raised her eyebrow at him.

Frisk didn't know either. Her whole body just wanted to leave, but he wasn't letting her. He wasn’t talking to her, but he wasn’t letting her go. She wasn’t going to run. She already said he could have the little monsters. They deserved a better mother than her. She’d be dying soon anyway.

“You multiplied,” Sans said to Amanda. “But not your body. Papyrus’ wife passed away before we were sent Underground. He refused to talk about her or his kids in his journals. Time differentiation, but I get that. So, I think it’s true.”