Papyrus waited at the Gates of Recognition, reading the new rules as much as possible. King Asriel would truly be a different king, and even if Gaster never would have called for equality, it would be hanging over his skull for eternity.
One terrible argument. One bad lash out. Most likely, Papyrus would win. Gaster had attained Chora through unusual means, that would be on his side. Yet, to even risk that hanging over their heads in a new life. Besides . . . Gaster was his father now too. It was only right.
If Amanda had Chora’s memories, then he would have to explain that. If she had something else then . . . then he would deal with that too! He would not give up on her. No matter what. As she came through the gate, she waited in line like everyone else.
And he easily recognized her. She had the body that he thought had been lost. The body that had fallen limp to the floor, when he feared she would never return. Had that been Gaster’s doing? Had he put her body in some kind of stasis? “Amanda!” He shouted toward her.
She didn’t make any move toward him. She held up some papers in her hand. “Hey. Usual bullshit, no idea what’s going on, just shove papers and expect you to read.”
“Hello!” Papyrus shouted ignoring her vulgarity as he reached out and hugged her. “The biggest hug I can muster for you, Amanda! Are you okay? How do you feel?”
“Weirded out,” she said as she pushed him away. “Seriously, what the hell was that?” She wiped off her sleeves. “I told you before. I might have been your wife or whatever, but that was the past, so don’t do that stuff.” She scratched her head. “Where’s Frisk?”
Well. Good news. Her soul was not going to make her act strange. Yet. “What do you last remember?” Papyrus asked.
“Oh. We were watching our other selves, acting in weird ways,” she mumbled, “when that skeleton came in. Then I . . . well, I think he knocked me out, and now I’m here in the original world? How’d that work?”
Papyrus rubbed his chin bone. “Anything else?”
“Yeah. Uh. Something weird, like talking to Frisk in the dark. Was I in a coma or something?” Amanda handed him her papers. “I’ve got some slips and a pamphlet and that’s it. So what’s going on? ‘Cause a pamphlet like three pages long isn’t nearly good enough.”
Papyrus gave her the pamphlet back, but took the slips of paper. “Strawberry Wine. You named her that without even thinking about it much. Do you know what that is, in monster?”
“Who?” Amanda asked. “What?”
“Choramanda. You named her, after your own nickname.” He went quiet. “Do you remember anything else? At all?”
Amanda just scratched her head. “Should I?”
Oh dear. “That . . . injection screwed it up.” He looked toward the ground, then back toward her. “Well. Well, you are well and I am glad to see that! We can adjust over time again.” He tried to hold her hand, but she of course, rebelled. “I will not do anything unforeseen to you human,” he said slowly, knowing that he would have to start at square one with her.
“Dude. Knock it off,” Amanda warned him. “Where’s Frisk?”
“Later.” He held up the slips. “I am telling the truth when I say that I will not do anything unforeseen. I will not push you any way you feel uncomfortable with at all. Just, allow me to stay close.”
“Okay, that sounds like words that mean some nasty ass shit is up ahead,” she said. “Why are you saying all that?”
“You have power. Everyone has power in this new world,” Papyrus said. “Not monster power, but the power to choose. Please don’t shut me out. I can work slow, a hundred years if I must.”
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Reckoning Tale-An Undertale Fanfiction Novel
Fanfiction(Complete)Eighteen years ago, Frisk left the Underground, but there was another barrier to face before the monsters were freed. When Frisk comes back as an adult though, she must pass tests that 'destroy her human soul' in order to save the monsters...
