Reckoning Tale-An Undertale Fanfiction Novel

Chapter 76: I, He, We

fun level 74 Original MC Sans and Frisk

Sans turned and saw Papyrus.

“Night and Morning were your children,” Papyrus answered him. “Night was the boy, and Morning was the girl. They belonged to the doggy versions of you, but they came and were trying to save their world where you disappeared from.”

Hang on. “Wait, you’re the other one.”

“No and yes.” Papyrus looked toward Sans. “I have no recollection of the original world, so perhaps Maritime Sans was right about Babs. Perhaps she only had one other. Maybe it takes at least a couple multiples to remember it.”

Papyrus! “We are monsters. Our souls aren’t that strong!” Sans scolded him. “Whaddaya think you were doing?!”

“You were going to do it, I knew you were," Papyrus said. “You would want Frisk to match with you, to see you as hers too. I wanted to make sure it was safe before you did that.”

“Papyrus, dang it, I-”

“Don’t do that!” King Sans scolded him. “What, you think you should just throw out your life like that? You're The Great Papyrus! You were my little brother! You were supposed to last longer than me, not just do the noble thing!” His eye blazed blue and a tree near him fell. “You damn well better take care of yourself.”

“I wanted you to know what happened," Papyrus said. “There's so much in my head. It’s like how Frisk said it. ‘Restart’ fits best. It feels like just today I got my bony finger stabbed with Undyne’s spear as she hammered wood.”

“Sorry,” Undyne said from the darkness.

“Yet, it feels like just today that I saw a small, chubby wubby version of Frisk, near a stack of blocks.”

“I wasn’t chubby wubby,” Frisk said to Papyrus.

“Chubby Wubby.” Both Sans chuckled at the same time.

“It’s very strange. I. Part of me wants to go home to Sans. He is probably getting worried about me. I’m never gone very long from him.” Papyrus looked toward Sans. “But I also want to stay here with you and build a new kingdom, because I’m never gone that long from you if I can help it. You get into such trouble sometimes! How can I stay away?”

Both Sans put their bony hands in their pockets.

“*I’m sorry, but I came back not very long ago. I mean he came back not very long ago?” Papyrus shrugged. “He was concerned you were going to hurt yourself, and that our brother would have to hurt himself. He was a little concerned about the four-year-old too. I truly was concerned. I mean, we were both concerned. But then, I was just concerned.”

“You alright though?” Sans asked him.

“You okay, you sure?” King Sans added, the blue fire in his eye dying out.

“Yes.” Papyrus patted himself down. “I’m just me. But, I do need to see my other Sans too. If he just thinks I left him, he’ll be sad. But, I don’t want to leave you alone either, Sans. You need me too.”

“Welp. Don’t join with anyone else,” Sans ordered him. He took his bony hands out of his pockets. “Got a King to join with, and apparently Sans 2. I don’t think I’m gonna like those memories. But, you need your part of Sans 2 too.” His self. The King for Frisk. Sans 2 for Papyrus. “I get what, one or two more? So nobody join with anyone else. Let me decide on these next ones.”

“So, five of us?” King Sans asked confused. “Four?”

“Oh, I think you’ll know in a second.” Okay. Frisk did it. Papyrus did it. Sans had to do it. “Did you do it slow and watch yourself until a light consumed you?” Sans asked Papyrus.