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shimbongulus · 2 years

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Day 29: Asgoriel

(OH! THEM! I AM SO VERY NORMAL ABOUT THIS SHIP. It scratches so many itches for me- love lost to circumstance finding its way back together, two broken people helping each other heal, and the rekindling of old flames all in one. I love all of it so much, and will brook NO Asgoriel slander. You can read the whole thing here, as I cut a sentence towards the end I thought too risque. I wrote another preceding Asgoriel chapter here.)

Toriel’s red minivan cut through the cold night air, its heated interior providing a welcome contrast to the nippiness of early october’s nocturnal scene. She could hear a heated debate raging in the quarters of the back seat. “No, trust me, Azzy - Alphys doesn’t know what she’s talking about. Mew Mew 2 is clearly superior and more mature,” coming from the calm and collected voice of Chara.

As the debate raged, Asgore leaned over from the passenger’s seat and spoke, “My, these Animes do get the kids excited for their stay at Alphys’ house.” Toriel smiled as she pulled right, pulling along the street as the looked for Alphys’ driveway, “I am certain that they will stay up all-too late watching the anime and playing video games. But that is what weekends are for, are they not?”

Asgore chuckled as the minivan pulled towards the driveway, and Asriel mediated the dispute, “Look, Mew Mew 1 was really good, but I don’t think 2 could be too bad. Ooh, we’re here!” Toriel got out, and watched as Frisk peeled the door open, dressed in a purple hoodie. Chara followed, with their and Asriel’s hoodies following the color scheme of their shirts.

Asriel paused as Alphys waited on the front doorstep. The goat-child braved the dark and the cold to give his mother a parting hug, which she so eagerly returned. “Enjoy your weekend, my child. If you need anything at all, I am but a text or phone call away,” she noted with a smile.

She had gotten better at not tearing up every time she spoke to Asriel, who she still regarded as something of a living miracle, along with lovely Chara. There were days she still could not believe that this was real life - in a good way, this time. Asriel patted her soft arms as he spoke, “I love you, mommy. I’ll see you on Sunday!”

The boy then raced away after his human siblings into the house, leaving Asgore and Toriel in the van, which they re-mounted, pulling their coats off in the parked vehicle. She backed out, and made their way back to their house.

The car’s headlights lit the pavement as they passed along the night air. “It is encouraging that Asriel could do that. He has come so far since Frisk started training him,” Toriel noted. “Soon enough,” Asgore added, “he’ll be ready to work with Undyne.” It hit Toriel again, for a moment, she choked for a second, “I… I still sometimes have trouble actually believing it.” Asgore sighed as he spoke, “I know. I feel it too. Like I’m about to wake up, back in my house any second now - all of this having been some fantasy that my dreams held before me.”

Toriel felt a hint of warmth rushing to her cheeks. “It… does feel like a fantasy, does it not?” She parked the van in the driveway and opened the door, the warmth of her cheeks being sorely tested by the cold autumn night. She and Asgore hurried inside as they ventured to their bedroom to change into something more formal. The fact that they would, finally, be doing so in the same bedroom was not a lost fact on Toriel.

“So, we are still on for tonight?” asked Asgore. “Of course,” noted Toriel, “I have been wanting to try Human cuisine for such a long time.” She turned to Asgore, “Especially with you,” she added with a smile.

They managed, then, to get a look at each other, the most intimate they had gotten in a very long time. Both were in their underwear - Toriel in a standard, if relaxed, light blue bra and panty combo while Asgore wore a set of heart-studded boxers.

They took a moment to appreciate each other’s forms again. Asgore certainly no longer held the imposing figure of his youth - his belly rolled out, protruding a good foot in front of him. Toriel too felt the effects of motherhood, she saw and felt - an expanded waist and hips, with her arms and thighs having taken ancillary amounts of the good surface living that had also softened Asgore, flecked with occasional gray hairs like Asgore.

As Toriel’s eyes passed over Asgore’s chest, she giggled - “I see a gray patch in there, Gorey.” Asgore smiled gently, “I’ve been waiting for these gray hairs for so very, very long. I suppose you could say the same of the ones near your-�� He blushed as he looked away, “...stomach.”

Toriel felt warmth flush her form, giggling, “Hee hee hee - now, now, boy. That will have to wait.” Asgore practically turned red as he sputtered, putting on a red shirt and black waistcoat.

Toriel hummed, “I quite like that look, Gorey,” she said as she pulled on a darker red silk dress. The material flowed like the wind, and felt soft and velvety to the touch.

What WAS an issue, however, was the back. The zipper was giving Toriel an issue - there was apparently a good deal of stress on the outfit from her lower compartments, and it was giving the bottom of the zipper difficulty in zipping.

Toriel felt herself grit her teeth as she hissed through them, “Darling, could you pull this up for me..” Asgore hurried over, not yet having put on any socks, and gently pulled the zipper up. The main point of resistance took but a moment’s exertion, and Asgore could zip the upper half up with barely a second. “There we go,” he noted, “And if I may add, your dress is fantastic.”

Toriel smirked as she spoke, “I bet you say that to all the centuries old boss monsters you marry.”

Thankfully, magical makeup was as easy as a simple little charm. Toriel turned to Asgore with a smile. She saw in Asgore a sparkle she had not seen in an eternity - a twinkle in his eyes and a perk in his smile that told of high hopes for the night ahead.

It intensified, as Toriel realized she shared the same look.

As they marched towards the van and Toriel sidled into the driver’s seat, she wondered as she turned out of the driveway - what brought her to this point? It had been barely a few months ago that, even during her loving embrace with Asgore at the hotel in Denver that she was unwilling to even kiss him.

Yet now, she was willing to watch him undress, and willing to be watched by him as she undressed - and go on a date with him.

Of course, inevitably, she trod back over the ground of the six children as she waited at a stoplight. Why was it that she was willing to consider this “healed,” to the extent that such a thing could heal?

Much of it had to deal with the closure achieved at the hotel. For so long had she sought answers, for so long had she wondered “why,” and only then did she bring herself to hear Asgore’s side of the story -

“Honey, the light is green,” Asgore spoke. “Oh! That it is, hee hee,” spoke Toriel, as she drove through it.

Only now had Toriel managed to not just consider Asgore’s side of the story as valid, but even begun to confront her own possible role. Her failure to follow the children, to step in earlier.

Of course, this was not something she would truly even bring up with Asgore, nor Sans, nor Frisk or Chara or Asriel. This was a Toriel problem to confront. And as she turned into the parking lot of Di’Veneto’s, she knew one surefire way to help herself shoulder through such self-interrogation.

And as she opened her door, stepping into the coldness of the night’s air, the fresh air washed away the doubts that accompanied the night. She would lean into whatever this night would bring with Asgore.

The bulky monster walked beside her through to the inside, and the host’s station, manned by a blonde woman who seemed bewildered at the presence of the two. “Greetings - reservations for Dreemurr.” She nodded, “Right! This way, your - euh, Mister Dreemurr.”

Asgore and Toriel followed her past curious human eyes and monsters whose attention was fixed on their exotic Human food. They were led past a busy intercourse of waiters and waitresses going back and forth, into a quiet yet well-served part of the restaurant with a perfect look on a quiet alley, inhabited by both humans and monsters.

Something about it made both of them smile while the Waitress spoke, “Your server will be Dan, he’ll be with you in a moment,” left them menus, and then whisked away. It was like a validation of what they had striven for these past two years. They sat in their booth - fit for four humans, or two very large monsters.

They drank in the air of the environment - a band at the front played some smooth jazz, and it drifted towards their section in the corner. There sat a candle on the table, but by some neglect of the staff, it was unlit. Asgore lent his pointer finger over and sizzled a little flame in the wick, as the flame burnt from within its intricate glass container.

“Gosh,” said Asgore, “Even Mettaton never had anywhere this ritzy. Humans sure do know how to spice a place up.” “Give Mettaton his credit, Gorey - he at least uses more gold.”

Asgore puzzled at something before he spoke, “Well, somehow that made it less intimidating. It might have been that he overused it. Oddly enough, it achieves the opposite effect in Humans.”

Suddenly, the waitress scooted into view, barely within their view. “Hiii, sorry about the wait. What’ll we have to drink?” Asgore finished perusing something as he turned to Toriel, pointing to an item, “Want to try this white wine?” She pondered - Exploding Owl Sauvignon Blanc - the name was certainly interesting enough.

“Intriguing - why not? Give us a bottle of, er…. This,” she pointed at the name. The waitress stooped down and nodded, “Good stuff. I’ll be right back,” zipping away almost as fast as she came.

They examined the menu for a moment. “I do not know what most of these are,” said Asgore, “except for the meats.” Toriel squinted. Rig-a-to-ni… “Er… yes, all I can recognize is Spaghetti.” Asgore chuckled, “Ho, ho…Papyrus would have a field day here. I can see him now - he’d order one of every pasta, just to try them.”

The waitress, again, arrived with a bottle of wine and two glasses, as large as the ones in Denver. “Y’know,” she said, “Don’t usually hafta get these glasses, but I can see with you guys. Our glasses would just be too little.”

“Hee hee hee - yes, I tried to hold a human glass of wine once - it was quite too small. Thank you for getting these. Oh! And we would like an appetizer of Escargot.” The waitress seemed lightly befuddled until she saw both of their expressions, as she nodded, “To each their own - escargot coming up. Do we have our dinner orders?”

“Yes,” Asgore added, “I will be having the Chicken Alla Maria, with… Linguini,” the big monster seemed to guess. Toriel spoke, “I will be having the Stuffed Shells, I believe.” Their order taken, they had a bit more time to themselves before the snails came.

Toriel and Asgore spent some of it simply taking each other’s company in. She could note a slight wrinkle in Asgore’s brow, and she could see Asgore’s attention coming to her face - tracing his glance, he was looking at her slight, just-developing laugh lines. She accentuated them again as she smiled.

“It is odd, is it not? I have seen that Humans seek so desperately to stave off aging, looking any older, and yet we look for it in each other.” Asgore snorted, “That is an oddity of humanity. Growing old is something to appreciate. It means we’ve gotten this far.”

His hand reached onto the table. Toriel took it without a second thought or hesitation. “We have.”

A heartbeat, two, three. The hands did not unlock, even to the neglect of the wine. “I’m just thankful that we did,” spoke Asgore. “I.. I know it’s no secret, but for so long, I was just happy to be anywhere near you. I did not dare to speak of the love I still harbored for you, though it was as well-kept as ever.”

Toriel took a moment as she thought. Did she dare reveal it?

Oh, to hell with her reservations. This was the perfect night.

“You know - I would have scarce admitted it - “ The moment was briefly interrupted by the quiet arrival of the escargot, placed delicately near their hands as the seemingly understanding waitress winked at both and departed with a quiet, “Sorry.”

Toriel continued before grabbing a snail, “I would have scarce have admitted it before, but I… harbored some of the same feelings for you. I buried them similarly, under my wounds and under my hurt.”

She met his gaze with a look of enamored confession, “That is part of why I was so thorny to you for so long. I feared that if I let you get too close to me, I would have simply let events take their course. But for Frisk taking you for their father, that may have remained so.”

Asgore nodded, smiling as he joined Toriel in partaking in both the long-neglected wine and snails. The wine was sweet, like a very mild green apple, with the slightest tang to it.

Toriel took a moment to relish the garlic and the butter that rolled in her palette - there was some herbage at work here that she had not yet experimented with. Then she spoke once more, as if to conclude her remarks, “I suppose what I am saying is - fate can be a funny thing, and yet I am happy that it has led us back to each other.”

Asgore’s smile seemed like it would burst its banks as he nodded gratefully, “I don’t believe I could have put it any better, Tori. It is, in some ways, still surprising to me. How is it the humans say? Don’t look a gift horse in the teeth?”

“Hee hee hee - in the mouth.”

After the monsters had depleted the delicious snails, their food arrived. The pasta was wonderful, despite Asgore’s difficulty consuming the long linguini. The cheese and meats that came with them were just as delectable, and by the end of the course the two felt truly filled. They felt the human food sitting heavy in their stomachs, the digestion taking up a good portion of their mental reserves.

They paid the bill - a bit much even by their standards, but worth every G, and then they departed. “Ohh, Tori, the Escargot may have been overkill.” spoke the very-full form of Asgore, who struggled to keep his waistcoat buttoned.

Toriel, for her own part, focused on getting behind the wheel and driving, “You have it easy, Asgore. I shall have to practically cut myself out of this dress.”

They chuckled through full bellies and happy hearts as they pulled towards their driveway. Their house seemed oddly quiet amid the children’s stay at Alphys’ house. Toriel spoke as they began to make their way towards the porch, inside, and into their bedroom.

However, as Asgore made his way towards the pajamas, Toriel lit out. “Not yet. One more thing tonight - maybe after we digest some of this.” Asgore raised a brow as he turned towards his normal clothes.

Once more they stripped to their underwear (with much difficulty) and once more they changed to their normal clothing - a floral-pattern pink shirt and Toriel’s usual dress. They sat in the living room for a moment and watched some television - a rerun of Mettaton Saves The World, less for the content and moreso that the explosions might help their digestion.

Finally, after the episode ended, Toriel and Asgore made their way outside under a sky full of stars. They made their way into the garden, with a picket fence that, as a compromise, had begun to grow some tasteful vines.

The moon lit the joyful night as Toriel led Asgore to an open patch of ground near a little dining set. On the table where in recent weeks had sat picnics and toys, now sat a speaker. Asgore raised a brow. Toriel replied with a glowing smile and a tap on her phone.

The stereo suddenly lit out with some wonderful classic rock. Asgore laughed, “Hohoho! Ohh, hoh, this was on one of the first CD’s to fall into the underground!” He turned to Toriel, “And… and one of our favorites, right around the time Asriel was a baby..” Toriel nodded as she chuckled, sitting with Asgore as they listened to the music.

They held hands across the table to the sounds of some hard-kicking hair metal. “I remember,” said Toriel, “I think some parents accused the Waterfall monsters of trying to “make their kids little humans,” with this music for a while, until Gerson admitted he liked it!” They shared a hearty laugh in the cold of the night, which suddenly seemed not so cold.

And then IT came on. A slow, lovingly plucked guitar note which progressed into a slow, steady chord. Toriel rose, and proffered her hand to Asgore.

Not a word had to be uttered for the big monster to rise from the plastic chair and take Toriel’s hand. The two monsters swayed gently under the stars as an adult human’s voice sang softly over the notes of the guitar, some light violin music keeping time in the background with some occasional drum beats.

Asgore’s head rested on Toriel’s shoulder as hers did the same with him. The song painted vivid memories for them - dancing to the song while Asriel slept in the living room, while he played with Chara in Waterfall.

A few nights before everything went wrong.

It was like a perfect rhyme, and the song began to come to an end. Toriel and Asgore looked up at the stars. The big monster’s voice softly echoed in her ear, “Do you think that these stars heard any of our wishes underground?”

Toriel took him and looked him in the eye as the song’s final guitar notes rang out, “I know they have heard what we wished above ground.”

His eyes no longer even spoke of surprise, no longer even spoke of any unreadiness. He seemed ready, and Toriel felt every fiber of her body lean towards him. “I believe it is time to fulfill one such wish,” she said.

Not a worry reared its head as she maneuvered past his muzzle, and he did the same.

Not a “but” was levied by her mind as her lips met his, contouring to every remembered angle.

And barely a single thought could exist while the kiss continued.

It felt, for both of them, like a star somewhere winked down at them. All else stopped, all else became irrelevant. Just that here, in this perfect moment, the right stars seemed to have heard their wish. They felt each other as they did more than kiss, but let their forms embrace totally, as if conforming to every little memorized notch along with those that were new.

#undertale september #undertaleseptember #asgoriel #toriel x asgore #oh my god i love them #i love them so much #go! be happy goat people! fall in love again!#undertale

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tale-as-old-as-time-au · 2 years

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"Chara was lost. Again. That castle was a hell to walk through. It was dark, huge and there were many, many similar corridors and rooms. The girl had been so confident since she had been able to go from her room to the kitchen that morning with minimum trouble for a change. After having breakfast and spending some time hitting the barrier with a stick - she hadn't given up on finding a breach on that invisible wall just yet - Chara led to the library to meet the king and search for the book as they agreed to do the night before.

Except she couldn't find the damn library. Man… Was the castle's architecture really at fault or did she actually have an awful sense of direction? That was a possibility, and maybe Chara just never noticed it before because she had been living in the same small village all her life: there, she knew every street like the back of her hand. It was the first time she was somewhere new and had to depend on those senses. Maybe she didn’t have any senses at all.

Ok, that corridor definitely looked familiar. Crossing her fingers, the girl opened up a door and entered the next room. It wasn't the library, but it wasn't an empty space either. There was a small bitty crossing the room, and they were carrying a blanket with their mouth. Once they noticed Chara, though, the bitty let go of the blanket, audibly gasping.

-Oohh it's the human!!

As the bitty proceeded to hop in her direction, the woman blinked, trying to identify what kind of monster they were. Was it a lizard like Alphys? They also had some sort of spikes on their head.

-Hi lady!! - the bitty greeted her as soon as they got close enough - What's your name?

-Hi! - the girl smiled, squatting to get closer to them. They sounded like a kid - I'm Chara.

-Chara, huh? That's a nice name. My name is MK!

The bitty then turned around, shouting with their cute high-pitched voice.

-Hey, Azzy!! Come meet the human!

A moment later, another bitty came running from behind a cabinet. They ran with such enthusiasm that they tripped and fell on their way. Chara gasped, rushing to them.

-Oh my God are you ok??

-Don't worry, Chara! - MK followed her, unbothered - He's always doing that. See? All new!

The second bitty had in fact got up really quickly and oh my God, it was a mini Toriel!! Chara almost squeaked from the cuteness of that.

The mini Toriel looked at her with huge shiny eyes.

-Yo!! You are tall!!

Chara gave him a truthful smile. They were clearly kids. Adorable little monster kids.

-You know this is the first time someone calls me tall? Azzy, right?

-It's Asriel, but you can call me Azzy if you want! And you can call him MK!

"Him". Oh good, she wasn't entirely sure about the first kid's pronouns until then! It could be a bit hard to tell on human kids, but with monster kids it was even harder. They were both wearing some sort of poncho, which could be used by either boys or girls.

-So… - Chara glanced at the blanket MK had dropped nearby - What were you going to do with that, MK?

-Oh!! - the kid's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm - We are building a fort! A big one! Do you wanna see it?

-Sure!

The woman got up and followed the tiny bitties towards the cabinet. She saw MK grabbing the blanket with his mouth once again and only then, Chara realized the lizard kid had no arms. Holy… How come she didn't notice it? She thought it was just under the poncho.

-MK, you… - the human started talking, unsure - Do you want me to bring the blanket for you?

She wanted to help him but she wasn't sure if it would be rude to point out that he had no arms. The kid, however, managed to smile at her, shaking his little head.

-Dun wurry, Cara! - he blurted between his gritted teeth, then skillfully threw the blanket over a hanging rope inside the cabinet. There were already two blankets over the rope, creating a long, crooked tent - I have been in this body two thirds of my life, so I…

-Yo!! Stop showing off! - Asriel rolled his eyes at MK, then turned to Chara - We are learning fractions and he's always doing this!

-What, I'm not showing off! I'm just saying I'm used to not having arms, because I can barely remember what it was like having them, or even being human!

-Show off! Just say "most of my life" like a normal monster!

Chara was listening to their little talk, just thinking they were both so adorable, but something was bugging her.

-...But I was luckier than others, anyway - MK kept talking - One of our friends became an octopus monster and now can't leave the aquarium. We go visit her whenever we can, but it's on the third floor and our legs are really short, so…

-Wait, wait, wait, hold on! - Chara interrupted, pressing a hand on her forehead.

She finally got what was bugging her. The math.

Masterpost

ML SPEAKING

So I had to split this part in two because I really wanted to make the next dialog into a comic.

Phrases taken directly from Undertale will be bold like I did up there.

And Chara basically gets lost in the castle a lot, the poor girl.

#TAOAT #tale as old as time #Underswap #Chara #Monster Kid #Asriel #beauty and the beast #crossover #story

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rowynri · 1 year

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HEY HEY HEY GUYS GALS AND NONBINARY PALS!!

wow, that sounded really peppy, heh.

ANYWAYS I HAVE A NEW AU IDEA but it has potential spoilers for ANOTHER au idea so read more under the cut <3

Chara hears Asriel before they see him.

He shuffles when he feels guilty. It seems to be an almost subconcious habit.

Chara’s filed it away in the folder of ‘facts about my brother’ that lives in the corner of their head.

They are sitting on a blanket in a clearing, near a river. Asriel must’ve come from the palace, judging from the direction he approached. The wind is blowing lightly, and they can feel it in their hair, and it brushes lightly under the patch covering their other eye.

Asriel is silent behind them, presumably watching them. They feel the wind touch the flowers in their hair, and they reach their fingers up to settle them.

Chara blinks their eye, and says quietly, “Hello, Asriel.”

They feel him flinch.

“…Hello, Chara.”

He sounds resigned. They smirk inwardly. Hehe. Chara, 15. Asriel, 2.

He’s right behind them now- and Chara flinches. They can feel a memory begin its onslaught, trying to overwhelm their vision.

It’s only due to sheer determination that they don’t get sucked into it.

Asriel shuffles again, and they feel his hand resting next to theirs. He’s settled onto the blanket next to them, eyes bright and watching their face.

They sigh.

“Something’s bothering you.”

Asriel jerks backwards, and they turn their face to his, red eye searching.

His fur stands up for a few seconds. They must’ve legitimately surprised him. Then, he sighs and wilts, like the flower whose emblem he bears.

“You… heh. You always know when something’s bothering me.”

Asriel shifts, and they watch his expression, curious to see if he’s going to say what’s wrong.

He looks…

They’re not sure how to understand his expression.

“I was dreaming,” he says quietly.

Oh.

They think they understand a bit more.

They reach out and gently pat his hand, and his golden eyes flick up to meet their scarlet one.

“…Wanna talk about it?”

This question also surprises him, and Asriel laughs. It is bitter, and Chara can almost see the vines wrapped around his soul.

They squeeze his hand.

Asriel exhales, and says quietly, “it’s weird. I feel like you don’t normally ask that, but also like you do.” He laughs again, but it’s short and still bitter.

They squeeze his hand again.

He sighs, and they watch him.

“…The kingdom was on fire.”

Chara feels their jaw go slack.

“Everything was burning. Monsters were fleeing for their lives, and I… just stood there.”

Chara watches Asriel, noticing the tear threatening to spill down his soft cheek.

“Mom and Dad were… somewhere,” Asriel says hesitantly. “I think they were trying to use their fire magic to subdue the flames. And…”

Asriel… hesitates again. His eyes flicker from gold to a deeper brown, and he shifts a bit.

“What? Azzy, what was it?”

Oops. They didn’t mean to use that nickname. But something about the expression on Asriel’s face as he shifted again makes them want to prod.

They wonder if it might be something else too, but they simply wait for Asriel to continue.

“There was… a human there, too.” Asriel looks… shifty, now. “They seemed to know me, and know you, and… it was weird. I knew her too.”

“‘Her’?” Chara questions. Asriel nods.

“I think it was the Rider.”

Chara’s jaw goes slack again, and Asriel snickers.

They sit in silence for a few minutes, listening to the trickling of the stream and the singing of birds.

“Az…Asriel, that could’ve been a prophetic dream.” Something squirms in their gut at the thought of the kingdom on fire, of all that their parents have worked for going up in flames…

But a prophetic dream…

There’s not been a Monster prophet in centuries.

(They remember from the books about Monster culture Mom got them.)

(They pored over those books for so long, trying to find a way to…)

(…)

(…Nevermind.)

Asriel stares at their face. He seems to be waiting for some sort of punchline.

As he’s not given one, he stares a few moments longer.

…

“…What.”

Chara can’t help it; they burst out laughing. The slightly serious atmosphere that descended on the clearing dissipates in seconds, and then they’re both laughing at the deadpan way Asriel said ‘what’.

THIS IS STILL A WIP HAHAHA BUT I WANTED TO SHARE IT

also don’t ask who the rider is,,, spoilers :P

#usau… au #unconventional souls au #AU #UNDERTALE BABYYY #undertale #rosy’s rambles #SIBLINGS!!!#undertale au #asriel #chara #guardians of the golden flowers #no context <3 #the rider isn’t a horse pun.#yet!!!#i dunno i probably couldn’t draw horses #writing

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averageundertaleblog · 7 months

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whoa am i making another post? that's crazy! anyways uhh showcasing a little mini-story i made for the wip OVERTURN AU. also uhh this isn't really my usual writing style im just experimenting to see whether it looks cool or not.

The Underground

20:37, 03/21, 20XX

NEW HOME

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[Chara was sitting criss-cross on the bed, reading a book that was mainly about snails but also had information about other types of similar bugs. They had a bored face, and eventually they just fell back and laid down on the bed, staring towards the ceiling since they had nothing else better to do. Soon enough, a voice was heard right beside them.]

Flowey: "Well, well. Look who hasn't hit the hay yet." [Flowey calls out.]

Chara: [Chara looks over at Flowey, who was sitting on top of their drawer.] "Oh, hey Azzy."

Flowey: "Yeah, hey. I hope you do realize that you need rest for the scouting mission tomorrow. Undyne would be pissed if she figured out you stayed up all night again."

Chara: [They sigh] "I know.. I just have been thinking a lot lately about that new human that fell down here."

Flowey: "The new human? You mean Frisk? That insufferable brat?"

Chara: "Hey, don't call them a brat! But yeah, I mean Frisk, I honestly don't get what's their deal with us.."

Flowey: "Isn't it obvious, Chara? They're a douchebag, that's their problem."

Chara: "Yeah, but I can't help but feel like there's more than meets the eye; they were literally cast out of human society like I am. But unlike me, they keep insisting about how they love humanity and would rather go back than stick around with some 'lowly monsters'; I just don't get it.."

Flowey: "Wooow. For someone who hates humanity, you sure feel pretty bad about another human." [He replies with a sarcastic tone in his voice.]

Chara: "Oh shut up, we have six other human teenagers here, and they're all pretty cool. Not all humans are bad; I learned that long ago. But humanity as a whole still kinda suck."

Flowey: "Yeah, that's true, but only because they proved and showed that they are good people. Unlike the brat who just insults the monster race at every chance they get, honestly, it's getting really repetitive now from how often they do it."

Chara: "Look, I just think that maybe we're a little harsh on the new human. They're not like the others, y'know? Maybe they're just uncomfortable or have a hard time adjusting to the things going on."

Flowey: "If that's really the case, why don't we just send them back? They clearly state that they would rather be with humans than live with us."

Chara: "Papyrus says it's too risky; they could easily tell the others about our numbers and defenses. We've been laying low for a while, so bringing them back would probably ruin everything we worked hard for."

[Chara sighs and looks down, changing their expression into one filled with empathy.]

Chara: "Besides, I don't think they'd actually want to go back either."

[Flowey stares at Chara for a couple of seconds before sighing.]

Flowey: "You're such an idiot, you know that?"

Chara: "Says the talking flower who used to be a crybaby."

Flowey: "Because you kept doing irrational things that made me worry all the damn time. But yeah, I guess I can see your point about Frisk, but.."

Chara: "But?"

Flowey: "Do you really think that they're not as much of a jerk as they seem to be?"

Chara: [He would make a reassuring smile.] "I'm positive. After all, even though we are like polar opposites.."

"It feels like I'm seeing myself through a mirror."

#undertale #undertale au #chara dreemurr #flowey #overturn au

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tm-trademarker · 10 months

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HELLO. Im the trademark system. Im bodily 18, neurodivergent, lgbt, and ofc i have dissociative identity disorder. I don’t really find use for things like pluralkit or having irl friends refer to me as my individual alters and so having a quiet place to express individualities between them is very Therapeutic to me. This blog will act as that quiet space :)

Basic info on my alters will be below the cut. Also If are unsure which alter to refer to using the name Trademark/tm and he/him pronouns is always welcomed! I’m honestly really open and happy to talk so dms and asks are also open to anyone

BLOGGING ALTERS

Not necessarily all of my alters. But all of those who participate in or are referenced in posts

Star: a little roughly 7-9 years old. Star is the only alter who uses they/them pronouns. They enjoy very cozy aesthetics and children’s bedtime cartoons (-⭐️)

Chara: the resident undertale/deltarune kinnie. Chara uses she/he pronouns and is roughly equal to the body’s age. Chara loves Angel/demon imagery and often has a more monotone voice and demeanor in headspace. Dry sense of humor, slightly more cynical, and enjoys long walks on the beach (-🌼)

Azzy: an ex host who has been dormant for a little over a year. Used he/him pronouns and was 17 when last fronted. Unlikely to be active on this blog but may be mentioned for the sake of explaining more about my system.

Rottie: another dormant altar last fronted at age 17. He/him pronouns as well. Was a large factor is discovering my plurality.

~ list will update as more alters become involved/mentioned here~

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a-snow-decahedron · 2 years

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If you're still doing the character stuff, could you do 4?

Of course I am! You guys are spoiling me with these heheheh, I'm glad to share. (lol i wrote this sentence in september sorry for taking too long i hope you like this)

Number 4 is Asriel, and for the sake of this essay, i will not focus too much on the Flowey side of things. (He's got a different number assigned heehee)

So, having cleared that up, let's begin!

Warnings for... implied child death? it's not too explicit but yeah, I prefer to be safe.

Azzy, huh. He is such an enigmatic kid. Asriel is probably the most influential character in the Undertale universe (and perhaps in the Deltarune one as well!).

Asriel is honestly one of those characters that is... difficult to talk about, sometimes. He's Chara's brother. He's Kris's brother. He's a prince. He's a regular guy in college. He's dead. He's just living outside of town. And yet we only meet him in brief instances.

Asriel is Not There, yet he's everywhere and tons of things wouldn't be able to be explained without him. Why did Asgore declare war to humans? Because they killed his son. Why did Chara live with the Dreemurrs? Because Asriel found them. Who broke the barrier? Asriel and every other soul in the Underground combined.

And yet when we meet him he's, not himself, or a god created by SOUL power, or a little boy who wants to let the others be free, even though he doesn't wanna let go.

I think that he is a good kid at heart, and I'll never NOT be moved whenever I listen to his story. The conversation when he breaks the barrier. The hug! And the one conversation you can have during the epilogue are all deeply touching.

He's a wise boy. I'm very sorry he had to learn things the hard way, and had to go back to a world shaped by his actions. But talking to him always felt like closure. Frisk is the only one who can listen to his full story, who he can be honest with. He finally gets the chance to look back, and see the good and the bad as it is. It's very important to me that he doesn't regret what he did, despite the consequences. In the end, there are things he can't change. But it was his choice, and he could see that the boy who made that choice was himself, despite everything. The boy that cries when his dad is hurt, who becomes best friend and family with the first human he ever meets. The boy who refused to use force to get his way.

I'm... honestly glad he got to find some peace. He got the last chance to be himself fully and took it to free himself from regret, in a way. We couldn't "save him", but he got what he needed.

I'm intrigued about Deltarune Asriel. He seems like a good guy too, even if we don't know him. It's possible he's changed a lot over the years, and it would be very interesting to see just who he is when he gets the chance to live. I want to see more sides of him, let him be great, and flawed.

But well we'll have to see!

If you liked reading this feel free to check out my other (disorganized) thoughts or request another number.

. 1 | Amalgamates | 3

. you're here! | 5 | 6

. 7 | Requested | Mettaton

. 10 | 11 | Papyrus

. Sans | Requested | 15

#geometric thoughts #analysis #asriel #undertale #safeutdr #asriel dreemurr #fran rants

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corruptedufteam · 2 years

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[* Introductions.]

Just for future references, we are not a DID system. We are multiple people running the account. We’ll use proxies and sign offs so people will know who posted who. - 🔷

Hiya- lol. The name’s Arcade. For starters, I go by they/them and it/its. I’ll post art of many of the Corrupted Underfell characters and possibly be designing a few. I’ll usually sign off using “- Arcade” or “- 🔷“ .

sup homies the names bonez, i dont have any pronouns, call me by anything, except boner DONT YOU FUCKIN DARE- anyhoo, i was the one who made the idea of this au, and i made a chunk of the designs like paps, sans, tori, assgore, azzy, frisk, and chara, i also make music too yk yk and post a few snippets of art, mostly pixel art i might sign off with a “calcium” yk y k.

HIHIHIH, the names smiles or commonly knows as either blueberry or tea, whichever appeals the most to you. I’m also another one of the artists and designers for this fun filled project >:D I only designed mtt and muffet though, maybe more will come, the rest is up to the team. I’ll sign off with a little “ -☕️” or just “- smiles” CIAO!!!

i am a wild ono, come for me i dare you. pronouns be she/they, uHhHh im horny most of the time so there might be wild flirts but their platonic i swear anyways im the best anyways, cYa hOeS. - ✨

Greetings^^, I'm Emery. I'm not an artist (well i can just not for this account), however im the one whos working on the characters personalities, and I believe the storyline too. I'm not one much up for interaction, talking is quite terrifyin' to say the least. I use all pronouns, and all Neos ^^. Farewell to those who are reading. ~🔪

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zirkkun · 3 years

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Like everyone else, i must thank you for this amazing game. It is, without a doubt, one of the best undertale fan games. Somethings:

1. It is my headcannon that the True Passion Route Is The Official Undertale Ending. It just feels like an ideal Ending for undertale, and it feels like undertale. It is a undertale love letter meets the official undertale.

2. Passion, The Major Theme Of Your Game, Is Just Perfect For Undertale Fangame.

2.1/3. The Theme Of Passion Was Very Special To Me. You see, I am on the autism spectrum, and my specific interest is undertale. So, I have a healthy but Strong Passion For Undertale. Seeing a Game Like This Is Very Fullfiling.

3. I already said that I love your art in previous Asks, but you surpassed yourself in this game. From the background, atmosphere, to The characters.

4. The writing is superb, just beautiful and heartfelt.

5. I must ask, If you don't want this ask public, it's okay. But if it is because i mentioned my autism, I must say that, unless you feel uncomfortable, it's okay to post. I am proud to boast my autism.

6. You actually made me empathize with Flowey. He Actually Acts Like Us, And With The Reason of not feeling Alone and wanting to connect with this world, and not wanting to leave this world.

7. I was going to choose Asgore as Final Call, But Azzy Stole The Spot.

8. Love and Admire All Your Works. No Pressure though, Just sending positive vibes in this paragraph.

Again, thank you for everything, And Stay Safe :)

Aaaaaa this is all so nice??? fdbhsafj I can’t come up with a singular paragraph response cause I just wanna say so much, so I’m going to respond to each of these ;w;

1 & 2 - I’m really glad you think so!! I really wanted to try and capture all of the passion I felt playing the game with that route’s ending -- and the game as a whole. It’s funny you call it a love letter, because in my head, Act to Flirt has always been an apology letter for how horrifically I thought of and treated this game when it came out purely due to how much it was shoved down my throat. But after getting a chance to play it, I honestly feel nothing but silly for putting it down so much.

But, with the whole theme of “Determination” being what guides you in Undertale, I always interpretted that to be like, how the reason you do something in video games isn’t because you’re necessarily acting as you would irl. It’s because, since you have no risk of hurting yourself or anyone else actually, it’s an open space, letting you act however you want with no real-life consequence. But when the game takes this for a spin and makes you step back to really bring the game to life and put it in a perspective... it really makes you wonder a lot about your choices more so than you would in any other game.

So, this being a “sequel,” based on timeline events; to Undertale, “Passion” is supposed to encapsule the care and feelings the player still has after they played the game. My main thought process when coming up with this was to sort of “market” the game at the beginning similarly to how Determination was merely shown as a power to you -- it’s just a silly, fun game where you can do whatever you please, directed at those who still feel very close to Undertale and its characters and are constantly looking for new content about it. It’s impossible to cover the bases for every player, and yet the majority of the game is designed around a specific type of player. It’s... risky from a game design standpoint, for sure lol. I genuinely wasn’t sure if anyone would play the game at all. But I’m really glad to see it’s resonated with you so well ;w;

3 & 4 - I’m so glad you think so 😭 this really means a lot aaaa thank you so much;;

I always worry I get a bit too repetitive or weirdly paced sometimes with my writing, since I write almost purely stream-of-consciousness while putting myself directly into the emotions the character I’m writing would be feeling. I struggle writing any other way, aha;;

5 (and 2 1/3 lol) - While I don’t have autism, I do have ADHD and have also always been between various hyperfixations my whole life. I’ve actually been measuring time based on them since I was a kid, and if I didn’t have one at the time of an event, I don’t remember it at all 😅 Fictional characters have always been a very important thing for me to lean on in life -- since, at many points, I didn’t have anybody else to go to. I’ve always wanted to make something with characters that have relatable problems to those learning about them so people can have a something to lean on with a problem they might otherwise feel alone on. And, well, one “problem” that I don’t think I’ve ever really had the chance to write about before is being significantly connected to fictional characters that you can’t meet in real life. With Undertale having the whole concept of “resets” being acknowledged in one form or another by a lot of the characters, and the cast being so wonderfully designed and written already; it made UT an obvious choice for being able to discuss that. It definitely made Sans’s route really fun to write... and I actually started crying a little writing his ending fdbshafjb i’m a mess LMAO

6 & 7 - I’m really glad, honestly!!! I didn’t like Flowey when I first played Undertale (and actually killed him my first playthrough... then again I killed a lot my first playthrough cause I didn’t realize it was optional 😅😅), but after learning more about him, Asriel, and Chara, I really grew to like him! He’s one of my favorite characters now, actually. The moment Asriel was able to start talking about his struggles, I understood him almost instantaneously just because I relate to a lot that he deals with. Asriel’s ending is actually tied for Papyrus’s as my favorite (of the ones I wrote! @alch3mic wrote Undyne’s, Toriel’s, Asgore’s, and Alphys’s ^^), too. So I’m really glad how I wrote him made you like him more as a character ;w;♥

annnnnnnd for 8....... you’re too nice, thank you so much fbdshafb I’m glad you like my works so much!! I really do my best to make things that can really resonate with people, so I’m always both astounded and happy to hear when someone’s been impacted by what I’ve made ;w;/

#zircon answers #long post #undertale act to flirt #omg i rewrote this like 50 times cause i started rambling too much fbdshafjb #hopefully it's not too long #but the more i wrote this the more i realized just how much of my personal self i've really injected into this game lol #randomasgore

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jmbringitonworld · 2 years

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The Prince Papyrus Phone Call Phenomenon - Part 2

So this is a continuation of this fic. It took me a while to get this out, because I've been distracted by other drabbles and lost motivation for this. But I've finally finished it and can put it behind me.

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Eventually, I made my way back to Hotland and arrived at a Laboratory. Inside, I discovered a large screen which appeared to be broadcasting my every action, which was certainly very creepy, along with a mess of documents scattered everywhere, photos of the Dreemurr family proudly displayed on the covered desk and along the walls, and well tended flowers in every free space. I was soon greeted by yet another goat monster.

"Golly, I didn't expect you to arrive here so soon! I'm not ready yet, the place is still such a mess, I have yet to water all of the flowers and I've not even put the kettle on..." he fretted to himself, rubbing his large, furry paws together worriedly, before he seemed to pull himself together and gave me a friendly smile. "Howdy, my name is Asgore Dreemurr. You've met my wife, Toriel, and my children, Asriel and Chara. It is such a pleasure to finally meet you in person. I have been observing your journey thus far through the surveillance cameras spread throughout the Underground, and I must confess myself quite the fan of yours. I'm so very grateful to you for your kindness towards my children and for the mercy you've shown my wife, despite her actions against you. Would you like a cup of tea? I would appreciate the chance to get to know you better, human."

Well now, this was certainly a pleasant change from being constantly attacked by nearly every monster I came across. If only every monster could be so friendly and welcoming, it'd make my job a lot easier. Sadly, before I could accept Asgore's generous offer, the pleasant atmosphere was cut short by the arrival of Undyne, the incredibly popular, cyborg celebrity of the Underground. She made quite the entrance as she smashed through several walls, before energetically conducting her game show, starring yours truly.

Just as her show was starting to ramp up, Paps once more proved his perfect timing by phoning in to check up on me. Undyne had by far the worst reaction to the interruption and my subsequent ignoring of her to take the call. She was so enraged, she started hurling spears everywhere, destroying most of the lab, which forced her to end her show prematurely, though she vowed that her next show would be even more epic, before making her grand exit through the ceiling. Thankfully, Asgore had pulled me into his massive arms to protect me as soon as the spears started flying, so that automatically put him in my good books. He didn't even seem too bothered about his lab being trashed (apparently a fairly common occurrence), he was just glad that I was unharmed. Dad material, right there. He did have some bad news though. When I'd first appeared Underground, he'd reactivated all of the Hotland traps and, with much of his lab in ruins, he couldn't deactivate them. At least he promised to call me to help me get through them.

Now, if I thought that my journey through Waterfall was hectic, that was nothing compared to the utter chaos that Hotland brought. It seemed that Undyne's loud, angry yelling had Paps concerned for my safety, so his phone calls became even more frequent. On top of that, having been reunited with his mother, Azzy's confidence had soared and he also called me more often, usually being accompanied by Toriel. Naturally, they managed to interrupt each and every one of Asgore's calls and Goat Dad would get so distracted talking to his family that he'd forget to help me with the puzzles. Luckily Paps was willing to advise me, even though he hated lasers on conveyors, calling them his "least favourite nightmare". On the bright side, when I met up with Chara again, at her illicit pizza stand, she offered me a free pizza slice and shared some of her chocolate with me, in commiseration for my troubles. I have such great friends.

Speaking of which, I was growing increasingly concerned for Undyne. With all of the now constant phone calls, she couldn't host a single show in peace and was growing more and more irate with each disaster, destroying her sets in her rage, then storming off, yelling "NGAAAAAAAHHHHH!!" at the top of her lungs. That couldn't be healthy.

Eventually, I arrived at the Core, where I could take an elevator to the Capital. Outside the Resort, I was met by Chara, who invited me for another meal, at the restaurant. She used her weird time powers again to get us inside, but since I had my own weird time powers I wasn't one to judge. Our conversation certainly was... enlightening.

"It looks like the end of your journey is fast approaching, Frisky. It's been a lot of fun, having you around. Are you sure you wouldn't rather stay here in the Underground with us? I know Mum and Dad adore you, and Asriel thinks the world of you. And me? Well, I wouldn't mind having a sister like you," she confessed, a little shyly but completely sincere. "All I'm saying is, you could have a good life here. Good food, plenty of laughs and a loving family. Is what you have to do really worth it?"

I was incredibly touched by her offer. I admit, it was tempting. I had grown really close to her entire family, in fact all of Monsterkind was dear to me, and she in particular had quickly become a precious friend to me. But despite everything, my mission was just too important to me to give up, no matter what. Maybe one day, though...

"I can see your determination, you won't be persuaded then. Very well, I won't press the issue further," she smiled sadly, looking resigned yet accepting my decision. Then, she looked down in thought, her brows furrowed as she seemed to be contemplating something. "You know, you're the first human I've ever considered a friend. I didn't go up Mt Ebott for a happy reason; I actually hate humanity. Falling into the Underground and meeting the Dreemurrs was the best thing that ever happened to me. They welcomed me into their family without hesitation, they showed me the love and acceptance my human family never did. They care for me so much. More than I deserve, really," her expression darkened considerably, her fists clenching on the table. "I hate how my very presence drove my family apart, I hate how much they sacrificed for me. I don't like humans, far from it, but that doesn't mean I wanted anyone to die for me! I don't... I'm not worth all that," she finished in a whisper, a heartbroken look of self-loathing on her face.

I couldn't take it any longer and reached towards her, placing my hands atop hers and winding my fingers gently, yet insistently, around her shaking ones. Giving her hands a firm squeeze, I tried to convey all I felt through my face and my words.

"You are worth so much more than you think."

Chara looked up at me, giving me a wobbly but very warm smile, so unlike her usual large (and occasionally creepy) one.

"You sound like the Prince. He's also very kind and compassionate, always encouraging and supportive, even when he has no reason to be," her smile turned fond and she glanced away shyly, her naturally pink cheeks darkening further, I noticed with interest. "I met Prince Papyrus one day when I was feeling particularly down. I wanted to be alone, so I walked as far into the woods as I could and came upon a large door. The very one I met you near, in fact. I knocked on the door and, when no one answered, I sat in front of it and, well... started crying," she was very embarrassed at the admission. Chara had always seemed so strong and confident, always very sure of herself, so showing me so much vulnerability must have been difficult for her. I was incredibly touched and honoured at this blatant show of trust. I gave her hands another squeeze and tried to look as encouraging and non-judgmental as possible, as she continued her tale, her expression growing increasingly tender as she talked and, dare I say, love-struck. Huh. Interesting.

"It turned out that I was not as alone as I thought I was since, not long later, a voice came through the door, sounding genuinely worried, asking me what was wrong. He introduced himself as the Prince and tried his best to comfort me. He was... so kind... despite us being complete strangers. And he never pushed me to reveal anything I wasn't comfortable with, he just offered to lend me an ear. Uh, metaphorically speaking, of course, since he's a skeleton and all. And, well, I guess I was so moved by the sincerity of his concern for me that I took him up on his offer.

"I talked to him about my feelings, never going into detail, I didn't want him knowing I was human, after all, I'm not that stupid. But I did vent to him quite a lot about my problems and fears, and throughout it all he kept listening, sounding genuinely interested and concerned, like he really cared about me. And he never gave me any fake pity, didn't spout any useless, empty platitudes. He seemed to truly sympathise with me, like he understood. He even shared his own worries with me. It was nice, having someone confide in me, trusting me with their feelings like that. So when he said I could come back anytime I wanted to... I did. I kept going back to him. To talk, to listen, to vent about family drama, to tell jokes; you know, he's actually really good at telling puns, even if he'll never admit it because of his brother's fondness for them.

"Anyway, over time we became really good friends. My only friend, really, before you came along, since I can't get too close to other monsters or they might find out what I am. He's really... important to me," her blush was getting darker and she was starting to fidget in her chair. It was adorable, really, seeing the normally so unflappable and smooth Chara look so smitten and besotted, like a schoolgirl with her first crush. I definitely shipped it. Suddenly, she seemed to hesitate, looking uncomfortable about something, before giving me a guilty, apologetic look.

"I'm ashamed to admit this, but I actually... considered killing you that first time we met," she confessed, hunching in on herself a bit in remorse. I blinked at her in surprise. "I just didn't want to put that burden on my family, not again! I was desperate! And I thought that, if I got your soul and secured our freedom, then maybe the other monsters might accept me. I know that doesn't excuse anything, though. I'm sorry. And I swear, I have absolutely no intention of hurting you anymore," she vowed adamantly, gaze sincere, squeezing my hands in return.

"It's fine, really, I totally get it. And no harm done, right? So forget about it, it's all water under the bridge," I reassured her. I'd forgiven much worse, after all. I certainly wasn't about to start holding grudges now, let alone against one of my best friends. I looked at her curiously as a thought occurred to me. "So why did you decide against taking my soul?"

She once more started blushing shyly, looking embarrassed. "I promised Prince Papyrus I'd look out for you, didn't I?"

Well, that explained it. Papy's incredible timing strikes again. Love sure makes you do weird things. I could certainly sympathise. At that thought, I couldn't help recalling my own crush. It seemed Chara and I had a lot more in common than I'd first thought.

"For what it's worth," she continued, "I'm really glad I changed my mind. If I hadn't, I would have lost one of the best friends I've ever had"

And then she gave me an absolutely radiant smile. I have to admit, it got me feeling pretty bashful. I kinda wished I had my own hoodie to hide in at that moment. If she ever smiles like that at Paps, she'll knock him dead.

"Anyway, I'll let you go now, Frisky," she said, finally letting go of my hands and standing up from the table. "I wish you the best of luck on your mission, whatever it is. Just don't forget, I'm rooting for you, buddy. And please, take care of yourself. Because there are people who really care about you. Like me."

With that, she gave me an encouraging grin and a wink, then suddenly disappeared. Wow, her time powers were cool. Maybe I should ask her about them sometime.

After that little detour, I continued on my way to the Core, where I was given the same hostile welcome I'd come to expect throughout my journey. The monsters here were even more spirited than usual, bolstered by their celebrity's rowdy and vibrant presence. Everyone was hoping to impress their boisterous idol by being the "first" to capture me. Fans sure are terrifying.

My final encounter with Undyne happened deep inside the Core, surrounded by cameras, to record her epic victory. The stage was all set for her final showdown with me, lights blazing, speakers blaring out her theme song, and she was looking more determined than ever, having locked Asgore outside of the room when he'd tried to rush in to save me (bless his fluffy heart). She was all geared up and ready to go, cyborg parts gleaming and hair (somehow) blowing majestically in a non-existent wind, when a very familiar ringing cut through the music. That was the final straw for her.

"NGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!! Who keeps interrupting my EPIC SPEECHES?!?!"

She leapt in front of me, ripped my phone from my hand, answering it, then yelled into it, "Listen here, PUNK, I'm trying to put on an EPIC LIFE AND DEATH SHOW! So get lost and DON'T call this number again, understand?!", before hanging up, shoving the phone back into my hands and returning to her original position.

"NOW, let the show finally BEGIN!"

What followed was one of the toughest battles I'd ever been in. She was relentless and ruthless. I'd died so many times, I was getting truly sick of hearing her say the same things over and over again. It was all starting to sound like white noise to me at that point. It was only through sheer, unwavering determination, using her own spears against her and no small amount of dumb luck (and some skill on my part!), that I was finally able to damage her artificial implants enough for a break to be called while her body powered down. I opened the door keeping Asgore out and he immediately rushed inside, getting to work straight away repairing Undyne's body. During this break, viewers were able to call in and voice their support, the first of which I soon recognised as Alphys.

I'd known the reclusive monster was a fan of Undyne's, as I'd noticed the latter's merchandise scattered throughout Alphys's home, but I hadn't been aware of how deep her feelings for Undyne went until Alphys started shyly, and with a great deal of stuttering, confessing her admiration for her idol, and praising her profusely. It was an awkward, yet still heartfelt and emotional confession, one which neither I nor Undyne herself were at all prepared for, though Undyne did appear deeply moved by it. At least it meant she was giving up on trying to kill me and was going to focus more on her devoted fans. It was a win for everyone.

Afterwards, Asgore led me towards the elevator that would take me directly to the Capital. He seemed to be hesitating over something, looking very conflicted, so I waited patiently for him get whatever was troubling him off of his chest. Turns out he just wanted to tell me that the only way for me to leave through the barrier was for me to kill a boss monster, such as the King, and absorb their soul. Well, I knew that already. And there was absolutely no way I was going to do that. I didn't come here and travel through the entire Underground, getting attacked by monsters every step of the way, just to leave without having accomplished anything. Not a chance.

So we parted ways and I made my way through the Capital, being stopped every so often by monsters wanting to tell me the tragic story of the First Fallen Human. She was a young girl named Shift, who, upon her arrival, had been found by Napstablook, a melancholic ghost monster who liked to wander the old Ruins by themselves whenever they wanted some solitude. The two became fast friends and Blooky took the human child to their home in Waterfall, where she was taken in by the Blook family, growing particularly close to both Napstablook and their more lively cousin, Mettablook.

Things were great for a while and the Underground was full of hope, but then one day the human fell gravely ill. On her deathbed, she wished for her soul to be absorbed and her body brought to the Surface, to be buried beneath the bed of golden flowers which grew in the nearby human village she originally came from. Upon her death, Mettablook did as she had asked and absorbed her soul, using his new, more powerful form to carry the girl's body through the Barrier and towards her former home. However, the humans from the village were alarmed at the sight of a strange and fearsome monster carrying a dead human child. Believing the monster to have killed the child, the humans attacked him with everything they had. Instead of fighting back and easily destroying the humans with his new power, Mettablook chose to show them mercy and, clutching the child in his arms, returned to the Underground.

Succumbing to his many injuries, Mettablook died within the castle. As per monster tradition, his dust was scattered over his favourite items and, at Napstablook's request, Shift's body was taken to Waterfall's Garbage Dump, where she was buried beneath her favourite patch of golden flowers. It was there where, overcome with grief at the loss of both their best friend and their closest family member, Napstablook passed away, their dust spreading across the flowers. It was with this grave injustice in mind that later on, once he'd ascended the throne, King Sans declared that every human who falls into the Underground must die and their souls collected. With seven human souls, the Barrier would finally be shattered and monsters could be free at last.

I listened to all of this with a heavy heart. So much death, so much pain... all because of one idiot kid's stupid wish... But I would make up for the wrongs of the past. I promised.

One more surprise came for me in the Last Corridor. Half way through, Chara suddenly appeared before me, looking more serious than I'd ever seen her. It was my time to be judged.

"Greetings, Frisk," she started, forgoing my usual nickname. "So you finally made it. The end of your journey is at hand. In a few moments, you will meet the King. Together... you will determine the future of this world. That's then. Now, you will be judged. You will be judged for your every action. You will be judged for every... uh... hey, Frisky? You listening to me, buddy?" she questioned, noticing my very obvious distraction. I blinked, snapping to attention.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to ignore you there. It's just... I haven't heard from Papyrus in a while. Not since the Undyne fiasco. He's never been silent this long and it's not like him at all. I'm getting a little worried," I told her, biting my lip as I fretted over our mutual friend. It was just so unlike the talkative skeleton to not contact me for so long. I really hoped nothing had happened to him. Chara frowned at the news, looking to the side in thought.

"That is odd. I guess... if you're that worried about him... I guess I could go talk to him, make sure he's all right?" she suggested. I beamed in relief at her offer.

"That'd be great! Thanks, Chara, you're a real pal. And I'm sure Paps would really appreciate you checking up on him," I grinned suggestively at her and she huffed at me, a light blush spreading on her cheeks.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever you say, idiot," she rolled her eyes at me in mock irritation. "Now, back to my little spiel. I've got a job to do, after all."

And with that, she went on to explain all about EXP and LOVE, before judging me a soft-hearted weenie who kept stubbornly trying to do the right thing, no matter how difficult others made it for me. Yep, sounds about right. Though I would've appreciated a little less sarcasm from her. But with that out of the way, she gave me a wink and a large grin, before seemingly vanishing into thin air again. Shoot, I forgot to ask her about her funky time powers again.

I exited the Judgment Hall and soon stood in front of the entrance to the Throne Room. Before me lay the end of my journey, where the fate of Monsterkind would be decided, and where I would finally meet the one monster I had been most looking forward to seeing: King Sans the skeleton. Taking a deep breath, I gathered all of my courage and determination and stepped forward to face my destiny.

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Finally! Now that that's done I can put it behind me and move on. There's a sequel in the works, to complete the story, but it's going to get pretty heavy and angsty, so I'm putting it off for the time being. I'm just not in the mood for it; I'd much rather write short, fluffy drabbles for now.

Besides, there's been very little interest in this fic, so I don't feel any real need to continue a story no one wants to read. As it stands, this fic works fine on its own, the sequel would only reveal and confirm a few things that most people should already be able to guess, given the numerous hints and clues I left throughout the fic. If you're really curious, ask me and I'll tell you, but otherwise I'll let you guys figure it out.

#undertale au #undershift #frisk #frans #chara #papyrus #papara #what started as one headcanon exploded into an entire AU #all the gang is mentioned don't feel like tagging them all #JMB Writes #actual fic this time

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Tickle Me Azzy

Happy New Year, everyone! :D And to kick off 2021, here is a belated Christmas-themed request I did for Rubygirl692 on DeviantArt. She wanted a tickle story involving Frisk and Asriel and I felt that a Christmas setting taking place 7 months after the events of “Tickles of Justice” and 14 months after the events of Undertale would be perfect for those two and fun fact, this is the first holiday-themed story I’ve ever written. So, with in mind, feel free to let me know what you think in the comments… or in notes. ;)

Undertale© Toby Fox.

TICKLE ME AZZY

It is December 22; 3 days before Christmas; and Frisk and Asriel are currently alone in their mother's house. Currently, it is 6 pm and at this time, Frisk and Asriel are wrapping Christmas presents together in Toriel's living room; a few feet away from their large beautifully decorated Christmas tree; their last presents to Toriel, Asgore, Chara, and friends to be exact. With Toriel at a school staff party, and Asgore and Chara working at the mall as a mall Santa and elf respectively, it seemed like the perfect time to do so. Frisk and Asriel love Christmas very much and in a few days, they will be celebrating their second Christmas together on the Surface after the destruction of the Barrier 14 months ago. It's such a special time of year for both of them and one of their ways of getting into the holiday spirit is swapping out their usual striped shirts with red and green striped shirts to wear along with their usual color pants (Asriel's are black and Frisk's are blue); same stripe patterns as their usual striped shirts, just different colors (the green stripes on Asriel's Christmas shirt are a darker shade of green and the other stripes are red rather than yellow; and Frisk's shirt is red with two green stripes instead of blue with two pink stripes). Chara does this as well. Every Christmas, she wears a green shirt with her usual brown pants that's the same shade of green as her usual green shirt but with a red stripe rather than a yellow stripe. But one thing has changed this year however. Frisk and Chara, instead of wearing Christmas socks a lot of the time, have chosen to bare their feet every time they are indoors and in non-public settings. The reason being is because they painted their toenails red and green this year and just can't resist showing them off every chance they get. And nobody can really blame them either! Especially since their nail polish colors alternate between red and green; Frisk with green nail polish on her, right pinky finger, right middle finger, right thumb, left index finger, left ring finger, left pinky toe, left middle toe, left big toe, right index toe, and right ring toe and red nail polish on her right ring finger, right index finger, left thumb, left middle finger, left pinky finger, left ring toe, left index toe, right big toe, right middle toe, and right pinky toe; and Chara with red nail polish on her right pinky finger, right middle finger, right thumb, left index finger, left ring finger, left pinky toe, left middle toe, left big toe, right index toe, and right ring toe and green nail polish on her right ring finger, right index finger, left thumb, left middle finger, left pinky finger, left ring toe, left index toe, right big toe, right middle toe, and right pinky toe. Christmas fingers and toes! :D Perfect for one cute little girl that recently turned 13 (Chara on November 30) and another cute little girl that will be turning 13 the following month (Frisk on January 7)! X3

Asriel: Hehe. Wow, Frisk! You’re good at that. …You make it look so easy! *said Asriel to Frisk while sitting on the floor in a cross-legged position next to the Christmas tree, complimenting her superb wrapping job on every present she’s wrapped so far* What’s your secret?

Frisk: Hee hee. Well, for starters, I don’t have fur that keeps getting stuck to the tape. *joked Frisk, who’s currently on her knees; barefoot in jeans and wiggling her toes cutely against the floor* Heeheeheeheehee!

Asriel: Ha, ha; very funny. *said Asriel sarcastically in response* But yeah, you’re right.

Frisk: Heeheehee! Would you like some help? *asked Frisk, moving closer towards Asriel*

Asriel: Hehe; sure. I’ll cut and fold the paper, you tape. Sound good?

Frisk: Heeheehee! You got it, fluffy boy.

Sometime later… after all of the presents were wrapped…

Frisk: Annnnnnnnd done! Great job, Azzy!

Azzy: Hehe. All thanks to you.

Frisk: Heeheehee. Awwww! X3

Azzy: Can't wait to see everyone's reactions when they open their presents in a few days! I bet they're all going to love their presents very much!

Frisk: Hehe; they better! Mom worked hard knitting those hats, mittens, scarves, and tail warmers for everyone!

The tail warmers are for Alphys, MK, Rocco, Lydia, GK, and Rex. The lizards! X3

Asriel: Hehe, yeah. ...Oh! Remember that time Mom, Dad, Sans, Papyrus, Undyne, and Alphys all played hockey together?

Frisk: Hehe. Of course I remember! That was the talk of the town for quite some time last winter! And a lot of that had to do with some weirdo writing an article all about it on the Internet! Though funny, it was kind of inaccurate to how it all really played out to be honest.

Asriel: Pfft! Kind of inaccurate?! (More like super inaccurate! Lol.) Well that’s certainly putting it lightly, my dear sister. Hahaha!

Frisk: Heeheehee, yeah. But, hey, that's what writers do. They like putting their own little spin on things. Especially during that part where they talked about how Mom and Sans didn’t know what the heck they were doing and made them sound like they were flirting with each other! (They read how to play hockey beforehand for gosh sake! Why would they agree to play a game that they don’t know how to play?! XD) Oh! And that other part where they talked about Sans doing some cringy victory dance! (Oh my god, Sans was NOT happy when he read that part!) Heeheeheehee. Silly guy… or silly woman! Everyone knows that Sans doesn't dance. ...Well, at least not while others are watching. Heeheeheehee.

Asriel: Heeheeheeheehee. I know, right? Heeheeheeheehee.

Frisk: ...Wait, why did you bring up the hockey game just now! That was very… random of you, Azzy!

Asriel: Hehe. Just thinking about how fun it might've been if we had participated in that game. Ooh, but I don't like wearing ice skates though. You know, seeing as how I… never wear shoes. *said Asriel while wiggling his six toes cutely*

Frisk: You could always skate barefoot like Mom, Dad, and Alphys did. Your feet can handle the ice.

Asriel: Haha! Very true! But who needs to ice skate when you can go sledding instead?

Frisk: Oooooooh, yeah! Do you think that Santa will get you that sled you've been wanting, Azzy?

Asriel: Hehe. Well, after getting me that red bike I wanted last year, I'd say that there’ll be a sled next to that tree in a few days.

Another thing Frisk and Asriel (and Chara as well) do to get into the holiday spirit is talk about Santa like he’s a real person. They know that Santa isn’t real but pretending that he is real and the one responsible for giving them their presents every year just brings them so much joy and happiness; and last year, they went the extra mile by setting out milk and cookies on the night of Christmas Eve before going to bed and they certainly plan on doing so again this year too; for Asgore when he shows up dressed as Santa Claus to put their presents beside and/or under their Christmas tree; or inadvertently, the Annoying Dog if he happens to be skulking around Toriel’s house when he’s not supposed to be. XD

Frisk: Haha! I’ll have to take your word for it. …And, um, while we’re on the topic of Christmas presents, I got you a little something, Azzy. *said Frisk a bit shyly*

Asriel: *excited gasp* You did? What?

Frisk: Heeheehee. Close your eyes.

Asriel: Oh. Uh, ok then. Hehe. *said Asriel in response, giggling while doing what Frisk asked him to do*

Frisk: Heeheehee. Perfect! Now, keep those eyes closed until I give you permission to open them, ok, mister? *said Frisk politely*

Asriel: Heeheehee. You got it, Frisk.

Frisk Heeheehee. Ok, just checking.

About one minute later…

Frisk: Heeheehee. Ok, you can open them now.

As Asriel opened his eyes, Frisk handed him a mirror and when he looked at himself in the mirror, he was overly excited to see that Frisk had tied a red ribbon around his neck; a beautiful red ribbon, one that wasn’t too loose or too tight; just the right size. X3

Asriel: *excited gasp* OH MY GOSH, I LOVE IT! *exclaimed Asriel excitedly; hugging and nuzzling Frisk with glee and blushing noticeably red* Oh my gosh, I love it so much! Thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you! Heeheeheeheehee~!

Frisk: Pffffffff… Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!! *giggled Frisk preciously in response, giggling due to Asriel’s fur tickling her as he nuzzled her and rubbed his face against her own as if he were a cat* Azzeeheeheeheey!!! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!! Azzy, cohohoohohome on!!! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaahhaahahahahahahaha!!! You knohohohohohohow how much that tihihhihihihickles me!!! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheheeeheehee!!! *snort* Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee~!!!

Asriel: Heeheeheeheehee! Of course I do! That’s why I do it, silly! *Asriel then said cutely to Frisk as he stopped nuzzling her* Heeheeheeheehee!

Frisk: Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!! I don’t blame you; and I’m very happy to hear you love your early Christmas present from me too! X3 It looks so good on you, Azzy!

Asriel: Heeheeheehee! I agree! X3

Frisk: Heeheeheehee! And, uh, speaking of early Christmas presents… Heeheehee! Presents, presents, presents, presents; presents, presents, presents, presents! *sang Frisk, scurrying towards the Christmas tree and lying down on the floor next to it to eyeball her Christmas presents that she’s super excited to open in a few days… or in a few seconds XD*

Frisk knows enough not to open her presents until Christmas Day. She’s just messing with Asriel, that’s all; like she has been for the past week or so.

Asriel: Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! *bleated Asriel nervously in response* No, Frisk! Get away from those! We’ve told you multiple times! You have to wait until Christmas!

With Frisk lying down on the floor next to the Christmas tree to look at her presents tucked underneath of it, she has left her bare feet completely vulnerable. So, with that observation in mind, maybe there’s something Asriel can do to those bare feet of Frisk’s that will convince her to wait until Christmas to open her presents; or, punish her for opening her presents too early. ;)

Frisk: Aw, come on! Just a peek! Please; pretty please; pretty please with a cherry on top? *asked Frisk, wiggling her toes in an unintentionally teasing manner while sliding underneath the tree a bit further to get a better view of her presents*

Asriel: Frisk, you get away from those presents or else…

Frisk: Heeheeheeheehee; or else what, Mr. Fluffy Puffykins? *asked Frisk cheekily, wiggling her toes in an unintentionally teasing manner once again* Heeheeheeheehee! Huh? Hey, wait! Wait a minute!

All of sudden, Asriel positioned himself on top of Frisk's legs; trapping them underneath his own legs with his back facing towards her own back; and then shortly afterwards, he tickled her bare feet, scribbling his furry fingers wildly up and down her soles.

Asriel: Coochie coochie coo! Coochie coochie coo! *Asriel teased* Heeheeheeheehee!

Frisk: EEEEEEEEHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! *Frisk squealed and laughed hysterically in response, letting her ticklishness get the best of her* AZZY, NUUUUUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* NOT MY FEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEET!!!!!! *she pleaded through her laughter, flailing on the floor like a fish out of water* HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! *SNORT* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!! GYAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!

Asriel: Hee hee hee. Not your feet? Hee hee hee. Then how about your toooooooooes? *asked Asriel cheekily, grinning like a mischievous young man as he began playing with Frisk's toes. Heeheeheeheehee! Kitchie kitchie kitchie koo, look who's tickling you! *he teased, sticking his fingers in between her toes to brush his fur against those overly sensitive toe stems of hers*

Frisk: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!! *Frisk squealed hilariously in response, wiggling each of her toes wildly with every passing second as Asriel tickled in between and around each one of them, letting his fluffy and tickly fur do all of the work* HAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHHAHHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! NOHOHOHOHOHO, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, NOT THERE!!!!!! HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! NOHOHOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEEHHEHERE!!!!!! *SNORT* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEEHEEEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEE~!!!!!!

Asriel: Hahahahahahahaha!

After about a minute or so, Asriel sang a little song, a verse from "Holly Jolly Christmas" but with different words; and it caught Frisk by surprise so much that she lost all focus to her surroundings. She found Asriel's song incredibly hilarious; but also incredibly cute; and she wound up laughing so hard and so much to the point that her laughter grew silent at least 4 times during the next 2 minutes or so.

Asriel: Oh, ho, Frisk's Dreemurr's toes; cute just like her feet. Somebody tickle her. Make her laugh with glee. *sang Asriel cutely as he continued tickling Frisk's feet*

Frisk: BWAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! AZZY, OH MY GOHOHOHOOHOHOHOHOD!!!!!!! *shouted Frisk through her even more hysterical laughter, lying down on the floor and making no attempts to tickle Asriel back due to how hard she's laughing at both tickles to her bare feet and Asriel's song* [HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!] *she laughed silently for a few seconds, overtaken by her laughter so much that all she could think about was laughing* EEEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEEHEHEEHEE!!!!!!! OHOHOHOHOH MY GOHOHOHOHOHOD, AZZY, HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA, YOU FLUFFY GOHOHOHHOAT BOHOHOHOHOY, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHA, YOU CRACK MEEHEEHEEHEE UP SOHOHOHOHOHOHO MUCH!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* [HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!] *SNORT* GYAHAHAHHAHAAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!!

Asriel: Hahahahahaha! Oh my gosh, that silent laughter! That’s when I know I’m getting you good, Frisk! Really good! Hahahahahaha! Kitchie kitchie kitchie kitchie koo! *teased Asriel once more, picking up the pace a bit with his furry fingers* I’m still tickling you! Hahahahahaha!

Frisk: GYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHA~!!!!!!!

Frisk laughed at both tickles to her feet and Asriel’s song for a good two minutes; and just when Frisk thought that she was finally finished laughing at Asriel’s song, Asriel sang another song; this time, a verse from “The Christmas Song” (aka “Chestnuts roasting on an open fire”) but with different lyrics; and made her laugh incredibly hard once again.

Asriel: Snail pie roasting on a magic fire. Goat Bro tickling your soles. Hahahahahahaha!!

Frisk: PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF… HAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! AZZY, STOHOHHOHOHOHOHOP SINGING AND TIHIHIHIHICKLING MY FEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEET!!!!!!!! HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!!!!!! YOHOHOHOHOHHOHOHHOHOHOU’RE KILLING ME HEHEHEHEHEHERE, BUDDY!!!!!!!! *Frisk claimed falsely through her hysterical laughter, blushing heavily as the tickles to her bare feet continued* [HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHA!!!!!!!!] *she laughed silently again; for all she could do at this point was laugh* EEEEEEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEHEEHEHEEEHEEHEHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* GYAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!!!

Asriel: Hahahahahaha! Uh-huh, suuuuuurrrre I am! *said Asriel cheekily in response as he continued scribbling his fingers rapidly against Frisk's soles in addition to swirling and twirling his fingers in between her toes against the stems of each of them, letting his fur and scritchy nails/claws do all of the work once again* Hahahahahaha~!

Frisk: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! YOOHOOHOOHOOU AHAHHAHAHARE!!!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!! HAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! YOU'RE GIVING ME TOOHOOHOOHOO MANY THING TO LAHAHAHAHAHAHAUGH ABOUT!!!!!!!! *SNORT* [HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!] *SNORT* *SNORT* BWARGHAHAHHAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHA~!!!!!!!!

Asriel: Hahahahahaha! I most certainly am! *Asriel then exclaimed both cheekily and joyfully, seconds before blowing 4 long raspberries on the balls and heels of Frisk's bare feet; one on her right heel, one on the ball or her right foot, one on her left heel, and one on the ball of her left foot* Haha! Pbfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff!!! Pbffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff!!! Pbfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff!!! Pbffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff!!!

Frisk: GYAAAAAAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! AZZEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!!!!! *SNORT* [HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!!!!!!] *SNORT* *SNORT* HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHA!!!!!!!! CUHUHUHUHUHURSE YOU, FLUFFY BOHOHHOHOHOHOY!!!!!!!! *SNORT* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!! GYAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!!!

Asriel is having so much fun tickling Frisk's bare feet; and Frisk had it coming too! Not just for supposedly trying to open her Christmas presents early but also for not wearing shoes and socks in her friends' and relatives' home this month! If being around fluffy boss monsters for more than a year has taught Frisk one thing, it's that being barefoot makes her feet much more inviting targets for tickle torture. ;) But Frisk was willing to take that chance this month though and multiple times, she paid the penalty! She and Chara both did! XD But she's not complaining about it though. She loves being tickled on her bare feet. Especially by her loved ones! But sometimes however, it can be a bit much; and Asriel is aware of that too, which is why he is planning on pulling her out from under the tree after at least three more minutes of tickle torture. So, until those three minutes are up, the only thing Frisk will be doing is laughing. Due to being stuck under the Christmas tree with Asriel sitting on top of her legs, it's all she can do! XD

3 minutes later…

Asriel: Hahahahahahaha! Ok, Frisk, I’ll pull you out now. *said Asriel, stopping his ticklish assault on Frisk’s bare feet* You ok?

Frisk: Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!!!! Yehehehehehes!!!!! *answered Frisk, laughing and giggling due to phantom tickles as Asriel pulled her out from under the Christmas tree* Heeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!!!! Oh my gosh, thahahahahahat was so fuhuhuhuhun!!!!! *she added, rolling onto her back while wiggling and splaying her 10 little toes to shake the tickly sensations in all of them plus her soles* Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!! *snort* Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee~!!!!!

Asriel: Heeheeheehee! Good! Because now it’s time for me to give you an early Christmas present!

Frisk: Heeheeheeheehee!!!!! Whahahahahahahahat?!?! A prehehehehehesent?!?! Hahahahahahahahahaha!!!!! Fohohohohor meeheeheeheehee?!?! *asked Frisk both excitedly and confusedly while giggling and moving into a sitting position on the floor, curious as to what Asriel is planning to give her as a present* Heeheeheeheeheeheeheehee… Heeheeheehee… Heeheehee… Heehee... Hee……… What? What is it? What did you get me, hmm?

Asriel: Something veeeeerrrrrry special. *answered Asriel, blushing red and giggling preciously while picturing how Frisk might react to his present* It’s in the basement; but d-d-don’t come down until I c-call you, all right?

Frisk: Oh, um, o-ok then. *said Frisk awkwardly* But why do I have to wait? Is it not wrapped yet or something? *she then asked, confused as to why she wasn’t allowed to immediately follow Asriel downstairs and into the basement of Toriel’s house*

Asriel: *sigh* Just trust me, ok? I shouldn’t be too long.

And with that, Asriel went downstairs to supposedly do what he said he was going to do; and while waiting, Frisk just sat on the floor and admired her red and green toenail polish as she wiggled her toes lightly against the floor. Frisk doesn’t know what Asriel is intending to give her as an early Christmas present but whatever it is, she knows that she will love it no matter what. It’s the thought that counts after all but Asriel usually tends to give his friends and relatives some very thoughtful and creative presents anyway. And this year is certainly no exception! ;)

5 minutes later…

*Frisk’s cell phone rings*

Frisk: Hello?

Asriel: Ok, Frisk; you can come down now.

Frisk: Heeheeheeheeheehee! Awesome!

After a short waiting period, Frisk went down to the basement to see what Asriel got her as an early Christmas present. Last summer, the main room in the basement became a new hangout area for the kids; one with a big television, a couple of bean bag chairs, a chair with armrests, a futon, and space for additional activities such as arts and crafts and playing with toys (they’ll probably have a pool table and/or foosball table or something in that space when they’re older); and as of right now, that’s where Asriel most likely is! :D

Frisk: Azzy? Oh, Azzy; where are you, buddy?

Once Frisk arrived in the basement, she was surprised to see that Asriel wasn’t anywhere in plain sight! “Where did he go?” she wondered to herself as she searched the basement for her fluffy brother. But then she stumbled upon this large box; a box that at one point contained all of the wrapping paper Toriel bought to wrap presents this year.

Frisk: Huh? The wrapping paper box? What the heck is it doing over here? *asked Frisk confusedly as she lightly tapped the box with her left bare foot, only to get startled once SOMETHING INSIDE THE BOX STARTED MOVING AROUND* Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!!! Huh? What’s this?

Frisk then noticed a tag on the box that said "To: Frisk" on one line and "From: Asriel" directly below it. It was the front of a tag and after reading it; she opened it up and read a message written by Asriel inside:

Frisk: "Frisk, my early present to you this year is a stuffed animal version of myself. Hope you like it! Hee hee hee. X3" ...Wait! What?!?! Ok, now this I have to see!

Frisk could barely contain her excitement after reading Asriel's message. "A stuffed animal version of Asriel; does there exist such a thing?" she wondered as she swiftly took the lid off of the wrapping paper box; an easy-to-open box designed to look like a carefully wrapped Christmas present; to see what was inside.

Frisk: *excited gasp* OH… MY… GOD!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! AZZY!!! AZZY, THAT'S SOOOO CUUUUUUUUTE!!! YOUR GIFT TO ME IS YOURSELF!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! OH MY GOD, I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Despite what Asriel's message said, there was no actual stuffed animal in the box. But what Frisk found in its place was even better! Inside the box was ASRIEL HIMSELF PRETENDING TO BE A LARGE STUFFED ANIMAL! :D And to add to the cuteness, he put a big red Christmas present bow on top of his head prior to positioning himself in the box. He already has a cute red ribbon around his neck so he figured a bow would be a nice touch as well. X3

Asriel: (Awwwww! You're very welcome, Frisk. I had a feeling you would like my present. X3)

As much as Asriel wants to talk to Frisk right now, he feels that he shouldn't. He is pretending to be a stuffed animal after all; one that supposedly can't talk; and if he wants Frisk to get the most out of her early Christmas present, then he feels that he should commit to the act as much as possible. And so far, he's doing very well; continuing to smile the same way he did the moment Frisk took the lid off of the box; but he did struggle a little during Frisk's excited reaction though. So, as long as Frisk doesn't do anything to make him break character, then he should be ok.

Frisk: Heeheeheeheeheehee! Wow, Azzy! I can't believe you did this! Very unique idea! But I'm curious though. What made you want to do something like this?

Asriel: ………

Frisk: Uh, A-Azzy? Hello? Azzy? *asked Frisk, waving her left hand in front of Asriel's face to try and get his attention* Azzy?

Asriel: ………

Frisk: Ohhhhhhhh! I see what's going on here. Heeheeheeheehee. Sure, Azzy; I'll play along. Heeheeheeheehee.

After realizing what was going on, Frisk then tried to lift Asriel out of the box. Under normal circumstances, Asriel would've got out of the box himself; but because he is fully committed to acting like a stuffed animal, he didn't move a single inch, forcing Frisk to move him around herself while he was deadweight.

Frisk: Oooof! Azzy, you're heavier than you look! *said Frisk as she somewhat struggled to lift Asriel up and out of the wrapping paper box*

After a small struggle, Frisk managed to get Asriel out of the box; by tipping it on its side in a way that she was able to force Asriel to roll out of it. Then once Asriel was out of the box, Frisk removed the red bow from Asriel’s head and cuddled with him for about 15 minutes; pretending he was a large stuffed animal all the while; just as Asriel wanted her to do as he lied on the floor next to her completely motionless except for occasional blinking. It was difficult for Asriel to stay still all the while Frisk cuddled with him; due to how much he wanted to hug Frisk back and nuzzle her; but the young boss monster wanted to do everything he could to stay committed to his stuffed animal act and he found a way. But after those 15 minutes were over however, Frisk, being the (playfully) mischievous girl she is, wanted to see if she could make Asriel break character. In other words, find out if she could somehow make her "stuffed animal" "come to life." She's already got him blushing noticeably red after all of that cuddling but blushing isn't enough for her. She wants him to make some noise and there's one guaranteed way to get some noises out of him too. But first, she’d like to do some teasing; to see if she can make him break character before the main course of action. ;)

15 minutes later…

Frisk: Mmmmmmm... Oh, I love my new stuffed animal so much! And for a stuffed animal, he’s very warm too! So warm that I think I’ll warm up my feet on his fluffy belly. *said Frisk cheekily, wiggling her toes while moving into a sitting position next to Asriel* Heeheeheeheehee~!

With that said; Frisk lifted up Asriel’s shirt and rubbed her somewhat cold bare feet on Asriel’s belly; thinking that doing so would make him “come to life.” But instead, she wound up giggling preciously; due to Asriel’s fur brushing against her bare feet as she rubbed them all over his belly. XD

Frisk: Pfffffffffffffffffffff… Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!! Ohohohohohohohohoh my gohohohohohohohosh!!! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!! Ugh, I always fohohohohohorget hohohohohow much thahahahahat tihihihihihihihihickles me!!! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee~!!!

Asriel: ……… (Pfffff… Heeheeheeheehee!!! Oh no, not her giggling!!! Heeheeheeheeheehee!!!) *thought Asriel worriedly to himself the moment he heard Frisk giggle*

It was hard to resist giggling along with Frisk but somehow, Asriel managed to stay in character. But after about two minutes however, Frisk tried something different with her feet. Rather than rubbing them on Asriel’s belly, she instead held them directly in front of Asriel’s face; as close as she could without touching Asriel’s head; and wiggled her toes to tease the young boss monster himself, believing that doing so will make him want to grab her feet and tickle the ever-loving daylights out of them.

Frisk: Hahaha! Hey, Azzy! Tickle my feet again, please! Come on! You know you want to! *teased Frisk as she wiggled her toes in Asriel’s face, causing the young goat boy’s face to fluster with tomato-red blush* Enough pretending to be stuffed animal already!

He does! He so does! His tomato-red face says it all! But he can’t! For the sake of this early Christmas present to Frisk, Asriel wants to do everything he can to stay in character! And to stay in character, he needs to sacrifice the things he desires most. It was a massive struggle for Asriel but with both patience and perseverance, he managed to prevent himself from “coming to life” all the while Frisk teased him with her bare feet.

3 minutes later…

Frisk: Ugh! All right, Azzy; time to bring out the big guns! *said Frisk in a surprisingly intimidating tone, scaring Asriel a little in the process* Who's a good boy? Who's a good boy? *Frisk then asked in playful pet talk a few seconds later, lifting up Asriel's red and green striped shirt to pet him on his fluffy belly* Heeheeheeheehee~!

Oh no! Belly rubs! Asriel's weakness! Well, that and one other thing; hehe XD. It's surefire way to get him kicking his right leg repeatedly as if he were a dog! XD But not this time though! It was extremely difficult for Asriel but all the while Frisk pet him, he kept up his act as a stuffed animal! What a little trooper! X3

3 minutes later…

Frisk: Ugh! Ok, now you’re asking for it, Azzy! *shouted Frisk, raising both of her hands up while making claw gestures with them* If this doesn’t make you “come to life,” I don’t know what will!

Asriel: (Uh oh!) *Asriel shuddered in his thoughts*

A few seconds later, Frisk began wiggling her ten fingers wildly all over every inch of Asriel’s exposed fluffy belly, causing Asriel to immediately burst into a fit of bubbly laughter that was too pure for this world.

Frisk: Kitchie kitchie kitchie kitchie kitchie koo!!! *teased Frisk with a giggle, relishing in the sweet sound that was her brother’s laughter for the next minute or so* Heeheeheeheeheeheehee~!!!

Asriel: BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! FRIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHISK, NOHOHOHHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!!!!!! *pleaded Asriel through his precious laughter, wiggling and squiggling on the floor as ticklish sensations overflowed his ultra-sensitive stomach* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHA!!!!!!!! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOT THE TIHIHHIHIHICKLES!!!!!!!! *SNORT* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHA HEEHEHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HOHOHOHOHHHHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!!!

Frisk: Heeheeheeheeheeheehee!! Azzy, that wasn’t even a second!! Heeheeheeheeheehee!! *gasp* Wait a second! *Frisk realized something all of a sudden* Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! My very own “TICKLE ME AZZY!!” Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! Similar to that ticklish red monster toy but better!! Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! Tickle, tickle, tickle, Azzy!! Come on!! Laugh!! *demanded Frisk, mere seconds before poking Asriel’s tummy just one time*

Asriel: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHA!! *SNORT* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! THAT TICKLES!!

Frisk: Huh? …Coochie coochie coo! *she teased once more, this time gliding her index fingers slowly along his sides*

Asriel: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHA!! *SNORT* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!! OH BOY!!

Frisk: *gasp* Oh my god! No way! But just to be sure…

Noticing that Asriel was saying the same exact quotes as the ticklish red monster toy Frisk mentioned earlier; 2 of the 3 quotes to be exact; Frisk then scribbled her fingers wildly all over his torso once again to find out if he would say the third quote. And he did! Through all of his adorably precious laughter! X3

Asriel: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHA!!!!!! *SNORT* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHA!!!!!! *SNORT* AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! *SNORT* OH BOY, THAT TICKLES!!

Frisk: *delighted gasp* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!! AZZY!! OH MY GOD!! AZZY!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!! Just like that red monster!! *Frisk fangirled, seconds before blowing several raspberries over Asriel’s bellybutton; to hear those adorable screechy bleats of his that sound like that of an actual baby goat* Pbffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff!!! Pbfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff!!! Pbfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff…

Asriel: Wait! Frisk, no… BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! *SNORT* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!! HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEE!!!!!!!! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!! *SNORT* HOHOHOHOHOHOHHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!!!!!! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!!!

Asriel was laughing so hard he couldn’t form a single sentence. Though not as tickly as Undyne’s raspberries, Frisk’s raspberries are enough to send Asriel over the edge with insanely hysterical laughter! And Frisk knows it too! Asriel was laughing, squealing, screaming, snorting, and everything in between for the next while; 2 minutes to be exact; and once those 2 minutes were over, Frisk gave him a much-needed breather; but only so she could hug him and then leave momentarily to grab a few things.

2 minutes later…

Frisk: Heeheeheeheeheehee!! Oh my god, Azzy!! Best early Christmas present ever!! *shouted Frisk happily while giving Asriel a quick hug* Heeheeheeheeheehee!!

Asriel: Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!! Glahahahahahahahad you like it, Frihihihhihisk!!! *said Asriel, hugging Frisk back while laughing and giggling due to lingering ticklish sensations on his fluffy belly* Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaahahaha~!!!

Frisk: Heeheeheeheehee!! So cute!! *Frisk said in response to Asriel’s laughing and giggling as she started making her way out of the basement*

Asriel: Hahahahahahahahahahahaahhahahahahahaaha!!! Hehehehehey!!! Hahahahahahaha!!! Frisk, hahahahahahaha, where are you going?!!! *asked Asriel confusedly while continuing to laugh and giggle due to phantom tickles* Hahahahaahahahahahahahahahahaha~!!!

Before Asriel could get an answer out of Frisk; Frisk left the room, leaving the young boss monster himself in a state of utter confusion. At first, he wondered if he should follow Frisk; to see what she was up to; but then he realized that maybe what she’s planning on doing when she returns requires him to continue his act as a stuffed animal. So, because of that factor, Asriel felt that he should stay put; to see what Frisk may or may not have in store for him next.

Asriel: (Heeheeheeheeheehee!! Oh boy! I wonder what Frisk is gonna do next!!) *Asriel thought giddily to himself, wiggling his six toes cutely as he lied on the floor minding his own business*

5 minutes later, Frisk returned with 2 bags. From Asriel’s position, it was hard to make out was in the bags but something tells Asriel that he’ll find out what’s in them soon enough.

Frisk: Heeheeheeheeheehee!! Ok, Azzy; time to take you over to the chair. *said Frisk, seconds before proceeding to drag a motionless Asriel along the basement floor*

A few moments later, Frisk dragged Asriel along the floor over to a chair; the chair with armrests to be exact; and once she got over there, she wondered how she was going to get Asriel in the chair while he was deadweight.

Asriel: Hey, Frisk. I’ll get in the chair for you; on one condition. *said Asriel cheekily, purposely breaking character*

Frisk: Oh? And what might that be? *asked Frisk confusedly in response*

Asriel: Kneel down on the floor next to me.

Frisk: Heh. Well ok then.

Frisk did as Asriel asked her to do. She kneeled on the floor right next to her adorable brother. And once she did, Asriel pinned her down on her back, lifted up her shirt and tickled her mercilessly for about three minutes; scribbling his furry fingers up and down along her sides as well as nuzzling her belly.

Asriel: TICKLE ATTACK!!!

Frisk: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHHAHAHAHAAHA!!!!!!!! AZZYHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA!!!!!!!! OHOHHOHOHHOHOHHOHOHOH, YOU ARE SOHOHOHOHOHO DEHEHEHEHEHHEEAD!!!!!!!! *said Frisk through her hysterical princess-like laughter without any actual spite as her stomach quivered due to immensely tickly fur brushing against her torso at an alarmingly fast rate* HAHAHHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA~!!!!!!!!

Asriel: Heeheeheeheeheehee!! Don’t worry, Frisk! After I’m done here, we can do whatever you want! *assured Asriel sincerely; but it was hard for Frisk to tell* Sound good?

Frisk: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! OKAHAHAHAHAHAHAY!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!!!!!! I’LL TAHAHAHAHAHAHHAKE YOUR WHOHOHOHHOHORD FOHOHOHOHOR IT!!!!!!!! *SNORT* HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE~!!!!!!!!

Asriel: Hahahahaha! Good! Pbffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff!!! Pbffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff!!! Pbffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff!!!

And just when Frisk thought that the tickle torture couldn’t get any more intense, Asriel started blowing raspberries on her stomach and over her bellybutton. But not just that though! In addition to blowing raspberries, he also rubbed his face against her belly as if he were a cat. All while continuing his ticklish assault on her sides with his furry fingers.

Frisk: BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! OHOHOHHOHOHOHOHOHOHOH MY GOHOHOHOHOHOHOSH, NOHOHOHOHOHOHOT RASPBEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERRIES!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* BWARGHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA~!!!!!!!!!!

3 minutes later, Asriel stopped tickling Frisk; just as he promised he would. Then, a few seconds later, Asriel, knowing that Frisk wanted him to sit in the chair with armrests proceeded to sit in that said chair and let Frisk whatever she’s intending to do either with him or to him for the next while. And to the young prince’s surprise, Frisk took a set of 300 multi-color mini Christmas lights, plugged them into a nearby outlet, and wrapped around them loosely around his torso, arms, legs, and the chair itself. Then after she did that, she took a second set of multi-color Christmas lights; one with 100 mini lights; plugged them into the set of 300 lights, and wrapped them around his ankles and a nearby footrest that he had placed his feet on not too long ago; not too firmly around his ankles but firmly enough that Asriel was unable to escape his predicament. Then once that was taken care of, Frisk pulled out a red ribbon and tied it around Asriel’s two innermost toes, binding them together in a way that made it impossible for him to pull his feet apart.

Asriel: Pfffffffffffffffffffffff… Hahahahahahahaahahahahahahahahahahahaahahahahaha!! *Asriel snickered, giggled, and laughed all the while Frisk tied a ribbon around two of his toes* Ohohohohohohoh!! Hahahahahahahahahaha!! So, you wahahahahahahahahanna tickle my feeheeheeheeheeheeheet, huh? Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheheeheeheehee!! Yeah, heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee, probably shohhohoohhohould hahahahahave seen that coming after whahahahahahaahat I did to yohohohour feeheeheeheeheet earlier!! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha~!!

Frisk: Heeheeheeheeheeheehee!! Yes, you should’ve!! *Frisk agreed, right as she finished tying Asriel’s innermost toes together* And hey, look! You have two ribbons now! One around your neck! And one around your toes! *she then pointed out to Asriel, gliding 8 of her 10 fingers lightly down both of Asriel’s snow white soles from the bases of his toes to his heels for a little less than 10 seconds*

Asriel: PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF… BWAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! FRIHIHIIHIHIHIHIHISK, BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH, NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, I WAHAHAHAHAHHAASN’T REHEHEHEHEHHEEADY!!!!! GAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!

Frisk: Heeheeheeheehee!! Consider that a little warm-up, Mr. Fluffy Puffykins!! Because for the next half-hour or so, your feet are all mine! Mwahahahahahahaha!!

They most certainly were! For 25 minutes, Frisk tickled Asriel’s feet like there was no tomorrow; and she did so with a variety of Christmas-themed tickle utensils in addition to her own ten fingers.

Frisk: Heeheeheeheeheeheehee!! Coochie coochie coo!! Coochie coochie coo!! *teased Frisk “evilly” as she began tickling Asriel’s feet* Heeheeheeheeheehee!!

Asriel: BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!! HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHHAHAAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! FRIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHISK, GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, GAH, THAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAT TIHIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLES SOHOHOHOHO MUCH!!!!!!!! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!!!!!

To start it all out, Frisk tickled Asriel’s feet with her fingers for 3 minutes, scribbling them wildly all over every inch of her brother’s snow white soles as well as wiggling and twisting them in between his six toes…

Frisk: Hahahahahaha!! Azzy, the fluffy goat boy; has such super ticklish feet! And if you tickle them just right, you can really make him bleat! *sang Frisk as she continued tickling Asriel’s feet, replacing the words of “Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer” and causing Asriel to laugh even harder in response* Hahahahahaha!!

Asriel: BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!! OHOHHOHOHOHOHOH GOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOSH, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA, DOHOHOHOHOHOHOHON’T SING TOOHOOHOOHOOHOO!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHA!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* THAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT MAHAHAHAHAHAHAKES IT WOHOHOHHOHORSE!!!!!!!!!! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!!!!!

Then she used a red feather for two minutes; gliding it along every inch of his right sole as well as sawing it in between his toes on that same foot…

Asriel: BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!

Then she used a green feather for two minutes; gliding it along every inch of his left sole as well as sawing it in between his toes on that same foot…

Asriel: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!! HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!!! SOHOHOHOHOHHO TICKLY!!!!! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!

Then she used two multicolored feathers for two minutes; gliding both of them along every inch of Asriel’s soles as well as in between his toes (one for each foot)…

Asriel: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!!! GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! OHOHOHOH GOHOHOHHOD, HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA, NOHOHOHOHOT TWO FEHEHEHEATHERS!!!!!! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!! HAHAHHAHAAHHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!

Then she used a red toothbrush with green bristles for two minutes; brushing every inch of his right sole and three right foot toes…

Asriel: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! *SNORT* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!! HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!

Then she used a green toothbrush with red bristles for two minutes; brushing every inch of his left sole and three left foot toes…

Asriel: BWAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! *SNORT* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!

Then she used both toothbrushes for two minutes; brushing every inch of both of Asriel’s snow white soles (she didn’t tickle his toes or in between them because she didn’t have any free hands to hold his feet still)…

Asriel: BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!! HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! OHOHHOOHOOHHOH GOHOHOHOHHOHOHOD!!!!!!!! *SNORT* HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! OHOHOHOHOHOH JEEHEEHEEHEEHEEZ!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! IT’S TOOHOOHOOHOOHOO MUCH!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!!!

Then she used two candy canes for two minutes; poking his soles and toes with them as well as gliding them along his soles…

Asriel: HAHHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! HEHEHEHHEHEHEY, HAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHA, YOHOHOHOHOHOU’RE SUPPOSED TO EEEHEEHEEHEEHEEAT THOHOHOHOHOSE; HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, NOT TIHIHIHIHIIHICKLE FEEHEEHEEHEEHEEET WITH THEM!!!!! *SNORT* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!

Then she used a strand of gold tinsel garland for two minutes; “shining” every inch of Asriel’s soles with it as well as “flossing” all six of his toes with it…

Asriel: AAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHHAHAAHHAAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHHAA!!!!!! *SNORT* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHA!!!!!! OHOHOHOHOHOHOH MY GOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOSH, THAHAHAHAHAAHAHAT’S DIFFERENT!!!!!! *SNORT* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!

The she used two cotton balls for two minutes; rubbing them against every inch of Asriel’s soles and six toes as well as in between his toes (one for each foot and she did this right after dumping an entire bag of them all over Asriel’s feet to simulate snow)…

Asriel: PFFFFFFFFFFFFFF… HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOH GOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOSH, HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHA, THOHOHHOHOHOSE REEHEEHEEHEEALLY, *SNORT* REEHEEHEEHEEALLY TIHIHIHIHICKLE TOOHOOHOOHOO!!!!! *SNORT* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!! HAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!

Then she used two stuffed reindeers for two minutes; rubbing their noses and antlers all over every inch of Asriel’s soles (and to make things more intense for Asriel, she gave the reindeers silly voices to make him laugh even harder)…

Asriel: HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!!!!!! NOHOHOHOHHOHO, REINDEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEERS!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! BAD REINDEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEERS!!!!!! *Asriel played along with Frisk through his hysterical laughter* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!

And then, while holding mistletoe next to Asriel’s feet, she blew raspberries on Asriel’s feet for two whole minutes…

Frisk: Pbffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff!!! Pbffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff!!! Pbfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff!!! Pbfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff…

Asriel: BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!! HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HOHOHHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHA~!!!!!!!!!!

2 minutes later…

Frisk: Heeheeheeheeheehee!! *giggled Frisk as she stopped tickling Asriel* Adorable, soft, warm, lovable, huggable, and ticklish; I don’t want to stop. *she added, giving his right foot a platonic kiss and then his left foot shortly afterwards (under the rules of the mistletoe she’s still holding in one of her hands)*

Asriel: Hahahahahahahahahahaha!! Then don’t!! *suggested Asriel with an exhausted tear-soaked look on his face while laughing due to lingering ticklish sensations on his bare feet* Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!! *snort* Hahahahahahaha!! *snort* Hahaha!! Haha!! Haha!! Ha!! Ha. Whew!

Frisk: Oh, but I must! Because if I leave you like this, then it will be difficult for you to exact your revenge! *stated Frisk with a cheekily smile while freeing Asriel from his bind, causing Asriel to perk up in response*

Asriel: Wait, what?! A-are you serious, Frisk?!

Frisk: Pfft! Of course I am! You know me, Azzy! I love being tickled! Especially on my feet! *Frisk assured Asriel, wiggling her toes against the floor in anticipation*

Asriel: Heeheeheeheehee! That, you do! Heeheeheeheehee! Ok, I’ll do it.

Frisk: Heeheeheeheehee! Terrific!

As soon as Frisk completely freed Asriel from his bind, Asriel left the basement briefly to grab something from his bedroom. And while Asriel was doing that, Frisk positioned herself in the chair the same way Asriel was positioned for 25 whole minutes. But she did not use Christmas tree lights to bind herself though. Instead, she positioned herself into a giant Christmas gift bag (a big red plastic bag with snowflakes on it) with her head sticking out at the top of the bag and sat down in the chair with her feet resting on the nearby footrest. Then once Asriel returned, Frisk commanded him to tear open the bottom of the bag to reveal her bare feet for him to tickle.

Asriel: I’m ba… Heeheeheehee! Well, look at you all wrapped up in that gift bag! Heeheeheeheehee!

Frisk: Heeheeheeheehee! I knew you’d like it. Heeheeheeheehee! Now, technically you’re not supposed to open this until Christmas but… I don’t think tearing open the bottom for a little peek won’t hurt anything… if you, um, get what I’m saying. *said Frisk with a wink and a real big grin on her face as she kicked her legs lightly and wiggled her toes inside the large bag*

Asriel: Heeheeheeheeheehee! Oh, I do. I so do, Frisk! Heeheeheehee!

Asriel then tore open the bottommost portion of the giant gift bag, revealing Frisk’s cute bare feet. Then a few seconds later, he tied her ankles to the footrest with some red tinsel garland; to prevent her from pulling her legs away. And with a red ribbon, he tied her two big toes together; to prevent her from pulling her feet apart.

Frisk: Heeheeeheeheehee! Perfect, Azzy! Enjoy my second early Christmas present to you!

Asriel: Heeheeheehee! Thanks, Frisk; for everything you do for me. *said Asriel with a heartwarming smile*

Frisk: Hehe; of course, Azzy. You’re very much welcome. And if you like this present so much, I can’t wait to see your reaction to the main thing I got you this year!

Asriel: Hehe, yeah, same here. I bet that you and Chara are going to love what I got you!

Little does Frisk know, Asriel got both her and Chara THEIR VERY OWN “TICKLE ME AZZY” TOYS for Christmas this year! :O Gaster, Sans, Alphys, and Monica helped him make them; Monica for sewing the toys’ skins and capturing Asriel’s likeness; and Gaster, Sans, and Alphys with everything else (this included tickling Asriel to record his laughter for the toys’ audio XD).

Frisk: Heeheeheehee! I bet I will! But am I going to enjoy more than you tickling my feet in a few seconds?

Asriel: Hehe; maybe. But, uh, I’ll let you be the judge of that. *said Asriel with a cute smile as he began tickling Frisk’s bare feet and continued doing so for the next 25 minutes* Heeheeheeheeheeheehee!! Kitchie kitchie kitchie kitchie kitchie koo!! Hahahahahahaha!!

Frisk: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!! GYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOH; HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA, OHOHOHHOHOHOHOHOH JEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEZ!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* BWARGHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!!!!!

For the first 13 minutes, Asriel tickled every sensitive inch of Frisk’s bare feet with 3 toothbrushes (a red toothbrush with green bristles, a green toothbrush with red bristles, and a red and white toothbrush with a candy cane pattern); getting her everywhere on her soles and the tops of feet as well as on the pads of her toes, the stems of her toes, and even in the spaces in between her toes. But that was nothing compared to how he tickled her during the last 12 minutes though. During the last 12 minutes, Asriel DREW ON FRISK’S BARE FEET with a 4-color pen (red, green, blue, and black), which he personally won while playing a Christmas-themed game at school; drawing Christmas wreathes on the balls of her feet (2 wreathes per foot) and Christmas trees on her heels (2 trees per foot) and writing “MERRY” on her right foot toes (one letter per toe), “CHRISTMAS” vertically on her right sole, “HAPPY” on her left foot toes (one letter per toe), and “HOLIDAYS” vertically on her left sole. Asriel had so much fun drawing on Frisk’s bare feet and Frisk in turn had so much fun being tickled by Asriel in that way. Her hysterical laughter said it all! XD

Frisk: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! HOHOHOHOHO, HOHOHOHOHOHO, HOHOHOHOHO!!!!!!!!!! MEHEHEHEHEHEHERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!!!!!

THE END.

#undertale tickle #undertale tickling #tickle story #tickle fic #feet tickling #undertale christmas #frisk #asriel

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mrfandomgage · 4 years

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Asriel: Chara, are you ok?

Chara, pulling Asriel down to hug him: *gibberish while crying*

Asriel, hugging back: Calm down, it's alright, just take a second

Chara, deeply breathing: I forgive you Azzy Az Borne and I'm sorry for calling you a crybaby when we were kids.

Asriel, confused: why are you apologizing for that?

Chara: because before I fell into the underground, my father beat me for crying and I just got it in my head that boys don't cry and it's a really toxic mindset to not let people express how they feel in a natural physical way that they want to react

Asriel: Chara, you'll never have to see or hear him again, you haven't seen or heard from him in years, why does your mind wander to him?

Chara: I don't know... I just feel like how I act can be because of him and how I grew up for a long time

Asriel: eight or so years is a long time isn't it? Chara, I forgive you. I did cry a lot over minor inconveniences, and sometimes it's not ok to cry when something bad happens. I mean seriously, mom made a lot of pie, I could've just gotten another piece of pie, but I was crying.

Chara: it's still rude to downplay how someone feels because they're a boy, I was rude calling you a crybaby when I could've just shown you it was just a minor inconvenience for you

Asriel: well, I still forgive you. You're not only my brother but my best friend as well, and you've really helped me out with human society even when you were sour about being alive again

Asriel: but if you don't want to hear a grand tale of why you're good, just know that being self aware of your actions and feeling bad about what you've done bad shows that you know what's wrong, and you learn to avoid it in the future

Chara: I wish this was as easy to deal as Mom and Dad not working out too well

Asriel: yeah... I kinda wish they were together still, but they both had a hard time getting along, even for us

Chara: Sans isn't too bad a guy... I mean he does work three jobs, I'm not surprised why he's trying to sleep all the time

Asriel: still, he won't be exactly like dad

Chara: I know, I just want to not be angry at him and mom getting together

Asriel: alright... are you fee loo ing better

Chara: maybe, I can't really tell

Asriel: well, when you feel better, remember that you do still have a girlfriend. Frisk is worried about you

Chara: right. I'll talk to her later Az.

Asriel, getting up to go: I love you Chara

Chara: love you too Asriel

#undertale #chara #chara undertale #asriel #asriel dreemurr

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yastaghr · 4 years

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Carried Skeleton 12

Summary: A new RESET sees Sans afraid of Papyrus, who can't take it and leaves. Chara wakes up as a ghost. The first of the seven souls comes down (Justice).

PLEASE MIND THE TAGS

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17443730/chapters/63949414

When Papyrus woke up from the reset, he had to run to the bathroom so he wouldn’t throw up on his sheets. The sight of his brother’s dust was going to haunt him forever, and the guilt that it had been his fault? Oh, that guilt was excruciating. Still, he had a script to follow if he was to keep Sans from suspecting anything. It wasn’t as though Sans could remember the resets, but he was sharp. Papyrus didn’t want him to catch on if he didn’t have to.

He stood up from the floor of the bathroom, flushed the toilet, and splashed his face off in the sink. Then he leaped up the stairs to make sure he wasn’t late to yell at Sans’ door. He made it just in time, according to his internal clock.

“SANS!” He called out, using the same tone and inflection he always did.

Sans’ skull poked out of his bedroom door. Papyrus assessed him in an instant. He was pale and sweaty with dark circles under his eyes. He must have had another bad dream. He opened his mouth to speak, looked up at Papyrus… and flinched.

Papyrus pulled back, almost recoiling from the raw fear on his brother’s face. No. No, that was- That was too much. He couldn’t… he couldn’t stand to see Sans afraid of him like that. It was too much - too much for him to bear. He didn’t want to be the source of his brother’s fear. Maybe it would be better for both of them if he went away. He had said that he would play with Flowey anyway. Maybe he should just stay with his older brother instead of his younger one. He could always come back next time to check if Sans… if he still…

His face hardened and he turned away from his brother, only to feel an insistent tug on his sleeve. Without looking he removed Sans’ hand and started towards his bedroom, saying, “I HAVE AN… ERRAND TO ACCOMPLISH, SANS. IT MIGHT BE A WHILE, MAYBE EVEN DAYS, SO PLEASE DON’T WORRY ABOUT ME.”

That didn’t seem to work. Sans must have sensed that Papyrus really didn’t mean to come back. He clung to Papyrus like a limpet clung to a boat hull. Papyrus sighed and shoved him gently but decisively into his bedroom and closed the door. He used his magic to lock him in. Then he headed towards his bedroom to begin packing. He was maybe two boxes in when, through the thin walls that separated his brother’s room and his, Papyrus heard Sans panicking. The thuds sounded like he was throwing himself against the door. That wouldn’t do! Sans had only 1 HP, he wouldn’t survive that if he did it too long! Even the intentless door would cause some damage. He needed to stop Sans from doing that, but how?

When Papyrus’ eye lights caught on the figure of his cowgirl action figure an idea occurred to him. The action figure was faded and peeling in places, but he could still make out the hoop that the cowgirl was stepping through. He knew ropes like those were used to tie up and control cattle. He also vaguely recalled stories of people being hogtied to railway lines. It sounded like the perfect solution to his Sans problem! Now all he needed was some rope. Hmm… maybe bed sheets would be better. He didn’t want Sans to rub himself raw trying to escape.

Papyrus glided into Sans’ room and caught his brother in his arms when he hurled himself out of the room. Sans was too surprised to react in time to prevent Papyrus from grabbing his sheets. He wrapped them around the squirming wiggle worm that his brother had turned into with not an inconsiderable amount of care. He didn’t want Sans to be hurt because of him. Not again.

Papyrus sniffed and tried to hold back the tears he could feel brimming at the corners of his eye sockets. His mind was filling up with two things that swirled and clashed like food coloring in water. One was the images of his brother dying, his brother’s dust, and his brother’s fear. They were flashing in front of his eyes like a strobe light, traumatizing him over and over again in his own head. The other thing that was his own worry. Sans was still so young. How could he cope with being on his own? Papyrus was his big brother, he should be taking care of him like he had promised Chara he would. Never mind that he was only 157 years old and wasn’t even legally old enough to be a sentry. He had to look after Sans! Abandoning him like this wasn’t… it wasn’t…

He shook his head and painstakingly tied off the last knot, holding Sans up and inspecting him from head to toe. His little brother was crying and struggling. His voice spell had given out on him, so he was making no noise, but the tears told all the story he needed. Papyrus gulped and turned his head away so he didn’t have to meet the accusation in those eye sockets.

“I’M SORRY, SANS. I JUST CAN’T… I CAN’T HANDLE YOU BEING AFRAID OF ME… FORGIVE ME.” With that he ran out of the room, out of the house, and into the woods.

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The first thing Chara thought when they woke up was, Wait. Aren’t I supposed to be dead?

They blinked and stared down at their body, looking for the wounds that had killed them. They didn’t find them, but they did find something else. Their body… their body looked like it had when they first fell down into the Underground. It was a child’s body. Not only that, but it was see through.

Okay, maybe I am dead, Chara thought to themself. Now to figure out-

“Hey, Yvwi Usdi! For why you here?” A child’s voice with an accent Chara couldn’t place called out from behind them. They turned around and saw them. Their face was serious, with a cast to it that Chara recognized as Cherokee. Their reservation wasn’t far away from the mountain if Chara remembered correctly.

Chara shivered at the thought of talking to a stranger - especially a human. They hated humans, but… maybe it was a necessary evil. They seemed determined to talk to Chara, so they might as well talk to them. “I’m… not sure what that means, but,” Chara looked around, taking their surroundings in for the first time, “I actually live here. Well, near here. My house is just a few rooms away. This is the spot where I fell.”

The Cherokee child blinked. “My people were not aware that there were Yvwi Usdi down here. That is, ah, ghosts? Spirits? They are a race of small, good, human-like creatures that help to guide my people and punish those who are disrespectful or aggressive.”

Chara snorted. “There’s a bunch of ghosts down here, but most of them are monsters. I think I’m the first human one. Or maybe I’m a monster now, too? That would be nice. I’ve always wanted to be a monster. But, well, I am… used to be a human, just like you. I live… lived down here for almost my whole life. I have three… two brothers and two parents. My family should be in New Home if you want to see them. They’re the king and queen of Monsterkind.” The Cherokee child stood to attention, then started to cough. It quickly turned from a normal cough into a hacking cough. Then the blood came up, and Chara’s indifference turned to worry. “Hey, are you okay? Humans aren’t supposed to cough up blood!”

When the coughing subsided the living child stood up and smiled grimly. “I am not, but that is why I am here. I have, in my chest, the cancers of the lung. I am dying. But my people still tell stories of the monsters and their kindness, and we regret not helping them in the War. We learned from the anisoi, the non-Cherokee humans, that it would take seven souls to break their cruel barrier. Since I will die soon anyway, I want my death to mean something. I will gladly give my soul for the monsters so that they might go free.”

Chara stared at them, their emotions swirling. It wasn’t like they hadn't had the same thought and acted on it, but that had resulted in not only their death, but the death of their oldest brother. They didn’t want any more monsters to die like that. But-

“You said it would take seven souls? Would those seven souls need to be taken outside the Barrier?” Chara probed.

“No, inside is also possible. Why?” The Cherokee child asked.

Chara’s face split in a slow grin. “I think… no, I know that monsters can find a way to store your soul. If Gaster could figure out how to make chocolate grow down here he can definitely figure that out. Then no more monsters have to die trying to get souls on the Surface.”

The human smiled slightly, the corner of their mouth quirking up. “That is excellent. I had heard of the monster who brought a corpse to the Surface… was that, perchance, you?”

Chara nodded. “I wanted my brothers and all the monsters to go free. I was old and dying, but the only way I could get Azzy to absorb my soul was to make him think that I wanted to see the flowers in my village one more time. I wanted to see the sun again… I probably shouldn’t have made him bring my body.”

The child nodded. “That was an error, but an understandable one. So, Yvwi Usdi, will you guide me to your monsters so that they can gather my soul?”

Chara nodded, grinning. “I will. Come on, uh… what’s your name?”

“Ama,” The child said, “It means water in Tsalagi, the language of my people.”

“I’m Chara. I picked it myself… my birth name is dead to me. My new name is short for character. I wanted something that wasn’t male or female but something else,” Chara explained.

The child grinned back at them, showing teeth. “Ah. I am Two-spirit myself. It means someone who does not fit as male or female, but as something else. I feel like no gender at all. My mother helped me pick a name that would fit that, and my father proudly announced it to the tribe. I hope your family did the same.”

Chara grimaced. “Not my human family, but the monsters did. Gender doesn’t mean a lot to them. They had a hard time understanding how I could be treated badly for something they see as normal.”

Ama smiled. “That is good, friend Chara. I look forward to the day when my people and monsters may teach the anisoi about that.”

Chara grinned, then motioned for the Cherokee child to follow them. “Me too.”

They lead Ama to their old house. It looked… the same. The tree still had no leaves and the courtyard was still empty. Chara wasn’t sure how long it had been since they died. Hopefully Mom would be able to tell them. They wondered if Azriel was going to be here as a ghost, too. Neither of them were there, though.

From there, Chara led the human through the Underground. It didn’t seem like anyone was around, but Chara figured that was because it was night time. They could see lights in a few houses, so the Underground wasn’t completely abandoned. That was good to know. The only reason that Chara would want the Underground to be empty was that the monsters had reached the Surface.

Finally they reached the Newer Home. Chara still giggled at Dad’s silly name. Ama asked, “For what reason are you laughing, Yvwi Usdi?”

Chara looked over their shoulder as they passed through the long hallway that led to the house and answered them. “I was just thinking of this place’s name. My Dad is… not very good at naming things. The place where you fell is New Home. The icy place is Snowdin. The wet one is Waterfall. The one with the lava is Hotland, and this? This is Newer Home. Again, Dad really sucks at naming things.”

Ama nodded. “There is a city that the anisoi call Catoosa. It is a city on a hill, and it’s name, in Tsalagi, means “on a hill”. Most of the places I know have similarly unhelpful names.”

Chara giggled again. “That’s pretty bad, I have to say. I-”

“Human?” A familiar voice said behind Chara. They turned around and saw their Dad. He was holding Sans and he looked awful. His fur was scraggly, his cheeks were wet with tears, and his clothes were wrinkled. Chara gulped. Something must have really bothered him for him to look like that.

“Dad?” Chara’s voice cracked. He didn’t seem to hear them or see them. He looked way too scared.

Ama looked between Chara and Asgore, then gulped and stepped forward. Asgore stepped back and Chara floated back. Ama looked… so resigned. So serious. So tired. “Are you the king of Monsterkind?”

Asgore nodded. “I am, my child. Why… why do you ask?”

Ama was interrupted by another of those awful coughing fits. Chara swallowed, seeing the pain on Asgore’s face. He’d always been so empathetic. That wasn’t always a good thing.

Ama smiled grimly. “I am Tsalagi, the ones known as the Cherokee, and I am dying of the cancers of the lung. My people regret not helping you in the war; you were always kind and compassionate, and we are sorry. If you can gather seven souls, you can break the Barrier. I am here to supply the first.”

Asgore’s face twisted up in even more pain, and his hand spasmed. Chara closed their eyes and ran away. He couldn’t see them, and they didn’t want to see what was going to happen next.

#carried skeleton #sans #papyrus #chara dreemurr #undertale #undertale oc #yellow soul #asgore #yastaghr

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mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune · 4 years

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Theory About Frisk And What The Determination REALLY is

first I want to say, if some saw the post I posted before this one, I hope you understand my concerns and I really hope everything works out...

anyway, I don’t believe that the Red Soul in Undertale’s Canon Timeline in the game itself, is Determination, we only are made to believe it is because the whole “fills you with determination.”

I think that the Determination Trait, might be a Artificial Soul creation of the royal scientist and for a time when Flowey was the first flower to bloom in the king’s garden, he was used as a vessel for the “Determination Soul”

which I think is a red color too, but like a Dark Red.

when we start the game and we see Frisk on those bed of flowers,

our “avatar-soul” is inside them and controls them and we move them, because we the player are technically Frisk, and we are filled with Compassion.

I believe the true name of the red soul we see that Flowey show us and tells us about LV, is Compassion.

I believe now that the true trait name of the Red Soul, is Compassion.

it is possible that the “Determination Soul” is inside Frisk too, that would mean that Frisk has two traits inside of them,

Determination & Compassion.

in theory in AU Timeline sense, the Determination Trait could split into a Positive side of itself and ended up becoming a part of Frisk, and it giving birth to all different versions of Frisk with them being born with the trait known as Determination.

but we the Player, are the ones who have the Compassion Trait.

we work together with Frisk and make sure to not give them too much of the LV

and I believe that when we the player do go into a Geno Run, and the words becoming red when we check something like in Toriel’s home.

it’s NOT Chara, I believe it is The Determination.

if we keep killing monsters and keep give the Artificial Dark Red Soul Trait that Gaster created, more LV the more dangerous it will become once the Geno Route is complete , even if we the players do end up corrupting Frisk first, we shouldn’t place all the blame on Chara or even Flowey.

Chara is just a scapegoat for the player, to escape from guilt.

I believe that others who have played Undertale, have realized this too.

and I think some might of figured this out, but I think when the player chooses to ERASE THE WORLD & Timeline, like “Faux-Chara” wants

(I still believe that the red soul we see that is where we turn the power for the elevators back on, is actually The True-Chara, placed there by Gaster.)

and I believe the “next world” that Faux-Chara and We The Player Who’s Trait is Compassion, end up going to the Deltarune World.

which is a Alternate World from Undertale,

with it having all the monsters on the surface.

the soul we see when we first start the Deltarune Game, that is us the player, are very being, our Compassion.

and when we leave the dark world with Kris and Susie,

we don’t end up going back alone.

it is possible that, The Determination Trait came with us, the one that is filled with so much LV and is the Negative side, and counterpart to the Positive side that is now fully part of the Fan Version of Frisk that is beloved by many fans.

The Negative Determination Trait shows up when we get too much LV, that is them speaking when the words become red, I don’t believe it is Chara.

Chara’s Soul is trapped in the true lab.

and the smiley faces on the screens, that is Chara too.

I believe that Chara’s True Trait in the game, isn’t Determination, but Compassion.

in a new theory, it is possible that the Chara that talks Asriel into going to get the Buttercups, WASN’T Chara.

it was Faux-Chara who was the Determination Trait created by Gaster, Gaster wanted real results, no matter who got hurt.

so before the artificial soul went rogue on him, he switched Chara’s Soul with that artificial one, and told the Faux-Chara the plan and told Asriel to tell him the plan, but make it seem like it was “Chara’s idea.”

meanwhile, while the Determination/Faux-Chara was impersonating the Real-Chara, Gaster put Chara’s Soul where we the player/Frisk end up finding and then turning the power for the elevator, back on.

it was The Determination/Faux-Chara, that wanted to use Asriel’s full power on the humans and then take their souls.

if my theory about Asriel not using his healing magic is true, then perhaps he could tell that the “Chara” sharing a fused form with him, wasn’t his real sibling.

and he either didn’t want to use healing magic, because he was scared if he did, that Fake Chara would take full control and kill all those humans.

or when he realized the Chara with him wasn’t the real Chara, he started to try to hurry home and get to the real Chara, but ended up losing too many HP and died.

or here is another theory, he could of healed himself and made sure to suppress the Faux-Chara while hurrying home and try to find out what happen to the real Chara, and when he tried to call out to Chara and ask them where they are, they were stabbed from behind, by none other than Gaster himself.

it is possible that Gaster did kill Asriel, then took the Determination Soul back and took it back took it back to the lab, then when he returned, he acted like he just saw Asriel turned to dust and then informed the King and Queen.

but it could be the Knight possessing Gaster’s body and he tried to keep himself from killing the young prince but the Knight’s power was too strong.

Knight might be able to go to and from the Undertale World and the Deltarune World, and might of kidnapped Gaster.

Knight’s body could of still been in Deltarune, while his soul went to the Undertale world before we the player goes there, and took over Gaster.

this is just a theory about Gaster and the Knight, and it’s okay if it’s wrong.

but it could be possible that when Chara’s Soul was switched with the Faux-Chara, it might of been the Knight doing the switching, while in control of Gaster’s body.

and it was the Knight that killed Asriel when he returned from the human village.

even if there might be dark versions of Gaster in Fan AU and Timelines, that wouldn’t mean that he would truly be like that in the canon of the game.

it could be possible after Knight left (with Gaster), Alphys found the Determination Soul, and then got Flowey and place the Determination Soul, inside of him.

then when Frisk falls into the underground (where the barrier isn’t at, because I believe the barrier is just over at New Home/ The Room Where We Fight Asgore.)

The Determination Soul then goes from Flowey, to Frisk.

the reason why Flowey can’t reset anymore when Frisk/The Player comes along, is because the Determination got bored and decided to move into a different host that didn’t have a soul from the start until we the player, brought them to it.

we technically give the Determination what it wants, a new vessel.

the more LV we get, the more it shows itself, even if we think it’s “Chara” it isn’t, because Chara is in the true lab.

when we do a happy ending, and we leave the underground and if we choose to go with Toriel, we end up leaving Frisk, the Compassion Trait.

but the Determination ends up being cleaved, to the Negative Trait, and the Positive Trait, the positive side ending up being Frisk.

when the player’s avatar-soul, ends up in Kris, we don’t have the Determination Soul with us, it is just us and Kris.

it is only when we leave the dark world, that the determination soul (the negative cleaved half, not the positive half that is Frisk that is still in the undertale world.)

it, the negative-determination soul, is the one that pulls us/the player/compassion trait out from Kris.

I believe that Kris’s trait is Impartially, which I think might be a Indigo color, which is a type of blue.

and that is why Kris appears blue in the dark world, and the reason why Susie still is purple, is because her trait is Perseverance.

there is a art work that I did of that theory about Kris’s true trait, but I will post it over at deviantart maybe later.

even if it might be turn out my theory about Asriel in Undertale, having a secret dark side, might be incorrect, but I still believe that Asriel in Deltarune, might be truly be not as sweet as some of the monsters

I mean he has a knock-off game controller under his freaking bed, with a real game controller, which means that Asriel uses the real controller, and makes Kris use the knock-off/fake controller.

everyone in that town thinks Asriel is perfect and a angel, but Azzy (the Asriel from Undertale) might possibly be more of a angel than him.

it is possible the reason why Flowey, got all “Geno” when he had control of the timeline, was because of the Determination Soul placed inside him, before the said soul was cleaved while inside of Frisk.

The Determination Soul corrupted Flowey, and even after it left him and went to Frisk, it stayed with him, it was the one that gave Flowey the impression of how it’s “kill or be killed” in the game of Undertale.

but if we show Flowey kindness and keep sparing him, showing him Compassion no matter how many times he tells us nothing will change and even threaten us.....we keep showing him Compassion up until he runs away, at this point, the influence of the Determination Soul leaves him.

and when we face him a second time, he ends up as “Asriel”....

though I believe that the dust that made up Asriel’s body, is a part of Flowey, The Asriel’s Soul could be somewhere else.

Flowey is a cleaved part of Asriel, he is Asriel but at the same time he isn’t.

he has Asriel’s memories because the dust had them.

Flowey might of been alive even before Asriel’s dust ended up on him.

I think that the Hard Mode Timeline, might really be where the Demo-Flowey and Demo-Toriel live, even if when we start over after finishing the hard mode, the name Frisk still stays, if I remember right after trying it out on the Nintendo Switch.

and if the positive side of the determination soul (that cleaved itself from it’s negative determination side.) while telling Asriel that their name is “Frisk”

it could be from a timeline in the hard mode, the positive determination soul got the name Frisk from, they use the name that we give in the game, even if when we don’t use the name at all when we first play undertale, it could still be that way even if we do or don’t decide to play hard mode by naming the fallen human Frisk.

Flowey the one in the Hard Mode Timeline, might not even be Asriel, or at least have his memories.

there is some secrets about both Underale and Deltarune, we have yet to find out.

we know that the red soul in the game isn’t really determination, it is only called that by fans, and the “Determination” is just a name given by the royal scientist.

I believe the red soul’s true trait name, is compassion.

if we keep to our trait, we will befriend the monsters and leave the underground.

but if we don’t stick to that trait, we will end up meeting the Faux-Chara.

who will then try to get us to not only give them our Soul, but destroy the timeline.

it’s okay that no one agrees about these theories, but I still believe that the true Chara’s Soul is in the true lab, and the Chara we meet (even if I haven’t got that far in Geno Route.) is a fake and is really the negative determination soul.

once more no one has to agree with these theories, and that’s okay.

even if it might take some time for the next chapter of Deltarune to be released, I know it will be worth the wait.

we just need to give it time.

anyway, that is all I have to say about those theories.

see ya later and keep safe everybody.

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