Would That Make You Happy?

Frisk is your child, the result of a teen pregnancy, but they've always been told that you're their older sister. In an effort to get away from your own abusive mother, the two of you end up falling into the Underground, where Sans is startled by this abrupt change in what had become a predictable pattern of events. Maybe your presence is what is needed to stop the endless cycle of Resets.

After many struggles, both internal and external, you and your found family reach the surface, only to face even more difficulties from the society you weren't sure you'd ever see again. You meet new friends and encounter people from your past, though for good or ill, you're not sure. Sometimes it's difficult to tell kindness from cunning.


42. Holding Together

You're sitting up against the wall near the electric fence, Frisk curled up in your lap. Sharing a bag of chisps because you haven't eaten since breakfast, your busted lip stings but you do your best to ignore it. The two of you sit in silence, save for the crackling of electricity and the crunch of chewing. This is how Alphys and Undyne find you when the monsters rush out of the elevator.

The sight of Undyne's fanged grimace and magical, glowing spear cause you to flinch, conflicting relief and the sharp jolt of fear warring in your chest. Admonishing yourself silently, you pull Frisk and yourself to your feet, giving her a tremulous smile. It doesn't last long, sucking in a breath as pain shoots through your lip.

"Undyne! Alphys!" Frisk says, grinning. You have a tight hold on their hand to keep them from getting too close to the arcing electricity.

"WHERE IS HE?!" Undyne bellows, looking past you down the hallway, pacing her side of the barrier like a wildcat.

"A-a-are you o-okay?" Alphys asks you, glancing at the two of you before hurrying to a small panel set into the wall. With a few quick presses of her stubby fingers, the fence shuts off with a low, fading hum.

Undyne storms past you, gripping the spear in both hands as she positions herself between you and the rest of the lab. With your initial, embarrassing rush of fear gone, you feel safer just knowing she's nearby. Frisk rushes after her and flings their arms around her leg. Hesitating, she looks down at them and then takes one hand off her weapon to ruffle their hair. "You okay, squirt?"

Frisk nods.

You feel a small, dry hand on your arm, making you jump. As you turn at the contact, Alphys snatches her hand away from you, wringing it in front of her. Her eyes are watery behind thick glasses as she studies your face. "O-oh god, are you okay?" she asks, her gaze falling to your lip.

"I'll be fine," you murmur, reaching up to touch your cheek. It's definitely swollen, and when you look down at your hand you see dried flakes of blood on your fingers. You must look awful. A distant, muffled part of you remembers that this isn't the first time this has happened, but your mother was more careful to not leave any lasting marks. But, her hand wasn't made of metal, either.

"Um, w-what happened w-with M-Mettaton?" she asks, glancing past you at Undyne. "W-where is he?"

The fish monster has Frisk sitting on her hip, the way you used to carry them when they were a toddler. You're not strong enough to do that much anymore, but she makes it look effortless. She grimaces at the mention of Mettaton's name, fingers tensing around her spear.

"We left him in that room full of fans. We flipped his switch like you said, but it just made him look different. One of those things that lives down here —the one that looks like dogs?— tore off his arms and legs and he ran out of power." You shake your head, pressing the knuckles of a trembling hand against your sternum. "I don't... Alphys, what the hell is this place?"

"Yeah, I had no idea there was anything like this under your lab," Undyne adds, looking over her shoulder.

Alphys's scales seem to pale, her expression twisting with guilt. "L-let me get M-Mettaton. You sh-should take Frisk upstairs a-and I promise I-I'll explain everything." She glances over at Undyne, who's watching her with an undreadable expression. "T-to both of you..."

You're crashing from the lack of adrenaline, so you don't have it in you to argue. You just nod and beckon Frisk to your side. Undyne lowers them to the ground and gives you a nod before you turn to take the elevator back up.

You have three missed calls from Alphys, placed after you called her from down in the basement lab. There's nothing from Sans. You think about calling him, but... guilt twists in your stomach. You should have listened to him. He told you this would happen! Somehow he knew that Mettaton was a threat, and you chalked it up to jealousy. You're certain that he's going to be angry with you, and you think you deserve it.

Sitting on the couch off in a corner, Frisk almost starts dozing off in your lap when Alphys and Undyne come up. Undyne has Metatton's body hefted under one arm, his head hanging slack. The doctor follows quickly behind, her arms wrapped around a bundle of metal you recognize as his limbs. She must have tracked down the amalgamate and retrieved them. The monsters take all the parts upstairs.

When they return, Alphys fetches a bag of frozen corn from the freezer and offers it to you. You thank her and press it to your cheek.

After a moment of unintelligible stuttering, Alphys tells you everything. About the True Lab, her experiments with Souls and Determination to try and gather enough Soul power to try and break the Barrier. How she gathered up monsters that had 'fallen down' with the help of Asgore to use them for her tests. How horribly wrong it had all gone, with the Determination-filled monsters melting together to form the amalgamations you found. And how in her fear she had hidden them away in the True Lab, taking care of them but hoping that it would all be forgotten because she was too afraid of telling everyone the truth.

She tells you about how she's been watching you and Frisk since you left the Ruins via cameras set up throughout the Underground. That everything Mettaton told you about her is true. She really was going to help Undyne take your Soul, but after watching you she decided not to tell her about you (even though she found out on her own). Alphys looks at Undyne after admitting this part, but Undyne doesn't say anything. Just looks at her.

And finally, she says that she had even come up with an elaborate plan with Mettaton to try and trick you into thinking he was going to kill you, but with a way for Alphys to swoop in and 'save the day' to win you over. But she had decided against it.

Burying her face in her hands, Alphys blurts out in a hurried rush, "But I've enjoyed being friends with you and Frisk so much, and now I'm afraid I've ruined everything! I just wanted people to like me! I wanted Undyne to like me! And I just wanted you to like me! I'm so horrible, and Mettaton hurt you, and I don't expect you to forgive me!"

You glance over at Undyne, but she seems stunned into silence. Sliding Frisk off of your lap and handing them your makeshift icepack, you stand up —a little wobbly but you manage— and walk over to Alphys. Maybe you should be angry at her, but you can't bring yourself to. Mettaton was the one who hurt you, not Alphys. It might just be the exhaustion talking, but despite everything, she never lied about being your friend. And right now that feels like the most important thing. So, carefully wrapping your arms around her as she lets out a startled gasp, you hug her.

"Thank you for saving Frisk and I, Alphys. I don't know if we could have been able to make it out of there without your help," you tell her.

Alphys lets out a startled squeak. You let her go as she starts trembling, looking up at you with watery eyes. "I-I didn't d-do that much..." she mumbles, looking down and scuffing the claws of her feet along the floor. "Endogeny is the one that r-really saved you."

"You were a big help!" Frisk says, at your side and giving Alphys a bright smile. "Really!"

Alphys gives Frisk a hesitant smile in return, fidgeting with her claws. "U-um, if you s-say so..." She glances over at Undyne, and then back at you and Frisk. "B-but I've b-been wondering... What w-were you doing h-here? And Undyne, h-how did you know th-that they'd b-be here, too?"

Undyne goes a little purple and if you were feeling any better you think you'd start laughing. Instead all you can manage is a weak smile. "You told me the truth about everything, but there's something you can do for me to help make up for it."

The doctor looks confused, glancing from you, to Undyne, and back again. "W-what's that?"

"Tell Undyne how you really feel about her," you say.

Flushing deep red under her scales, Alphys stutters helplessly for a moment before giving you a panicked look. "I-I-I can't d-do that, now! N-not after e-everything I've d-done!"

"What better time to do it than after telling her the truth about everything else? If she's going to accept you, then at least you know she's accepting the real you. Flaws and all."

You feel a hand on your shoulder, and Undyne pulls you away. She's still flushed, but gives you a determined look. "I think I can take this from here," she tells you.

Relieved and honestly exhausted, you give her a nod and take hold of Frisk's hand to lead them away and give the two monsters some privacy. If anything, you hope that those two are honest with each other after all this. But now, you think you need to call Sans.

You're more nervous than you ought to be, but you can't help but feel like this was all your fault. He's going to be angry with you for not listening, but you so badly want to hear his voice and see him that you don't care if he yells at you. You'll accept his anger if only it means going home where you feel safe. Drawing in a steadying breath, you pull out your phone and press the shortcut on your screen that dials his number.

Frisk swings your hand back and forth as you listen to the first ring. They glance up at you but mostly they're just watching Alphys and Undyne, smiling.

Sans picks up after the second ring. "what's up, babe? getting bonely without me?" he asks, and you can hear the smile in his voice.

Just the sound of him sends a wave of relief through your body. Your throat tightens as tears prick your eyes. You have to take in another deep breath and tilt your head upwards, as if you can keep the tears from falling just by defying gravity. "Hey, hun," you say. Your voice wavers and you know that your voice is betraying you already.

"what's wrong? is everything okay?" he asks, the concern in his voice making you feel like someone is squeezing your heart in your chest.

You squeeze your eyes shut as they start to swim. Frisk reaches up to stroke your arm. "We're okay; Frisk and I are okay," you tell him firmly, despite the way your voice is cracking. "But I-I need—" you bite back a sob, "I need you to come get me and Frisk and take us h-home."

"of course i will, babe. where are you?" His voice is so calm and reassuring you almost can't hear the worry underneath.

"Alphys's lab. We're inside," you tell him, then the call disconnects.

Blinking hard, you fight back the tears threatening to spill and shove your phone back in your pocket. Frisk tugs on your hand gently.

"Mom, are you okay?" they ask in a soft voice.

"I will be, sweetie. Try not to worry about me too much, okay?" you say, looking down and giving them a watery smile.

The door to the lab slides open and Sans walks in, barely taking a moment before spotting the two of you. He's at your side so fast you think he must have teleported part of the distance across the room. The fabric of his jacket is still cool to the touch from Snowdin when he reaches out for you, one hand brushing over Frisk's head before focusing his attention entirely on you. The white pinpricks of light in his eyes are dim as he meets your gaze, the furrow of his brow deepening when he sees your tears. Then his eye sockets go dark as you know he sees your swollen cheek and split lip. He raises a hand and gingerly traces his thumb over your cheekbone, careful not to hurt you.

"what happened?" he asks, his voice forced into evenness. "who did this?"

"Mettaton, he—"

Sans pulls his hand away, balling it into a fist as blue sparks in his left eye. "where is he?"

"He's broken and out of power, hun, please," you reach out with your free hand to curl your fingers in his jacket. You lean towards him and he takes hold of your waist. It feels like he's shaking, but you're trembling yourself so it's difficult to tell. Maybe it's both of you. Your throat is tight as tears spill down your face now that Sans is here to hold you as you start to feel everything that just happened. "Please, I just want to go home. This was all my fault, I-I should have listened to you..."

"i dunno what happened, but it's not your fault. him... doing this to you is not your fault," he tells you, his tone firm. "did... did he attack you and frisk?"

You nod, face crumpling as you try and fail to bite back a sob. You want to hug him, to let yourself finish breaking apart so you can start putting yourself back together, but you can't. Not yet. You want to be home where you feel safe when it happens.

Magic buzzes in the air between you as his eye starts to glow in earnest. 

"S-Sans!" you hear Alphys squeak from behind you, followed by two sets of footsteps. "P-please put that d-down!"

Even with your blurred vision, as you glance to the side you can see the outline of Alphys's fridge glowing blue. It's also hovering a few feet off the ground, straining against its cord. Sans's grip on your waist tightens, one arm circling you to cover the small of your back.

"did you know what was going on, alphys?" Sans demands, a harsh bite in his voice.

"I-I was d-doing my best t-to g-get them out o-of the lab," she stammers. "H-he had them t-trapped downstairs..."

"why didn't you call me?"

"I-I don't have y-your number!"

"Sans, this isn't her fault!" Undyne cuts in, frustrated.

"and how long have you been here? why didn't you let me know what was going on?" he snaps.

"We were taking care of it! Everything is fine!" she says.

The fridge slams back down to the ground, making you jump and cry out. Sans pulls you closer. "this isn't fine! she— they could have died! and i wouldn't have even known..."

"Sans, please!" you beg, pressing your forehead against his jaw, flinging your arm around his shoulders. You're crying and Frisk is clutching tight to your hand, silent and uncertain, and more than anything you just... "Please, I want to go home."

You feel the tension in Sans's body and in the room, the staticky buzz of his magic prickling your skin. Then, slowly, it all starts to fade as Sans wraps his arms around you completely and hugs you close. "ok. ok, i'll take you home. i've got you."

He pulls one hand away from you to reach for Frisk, and with a familiar —and welcome— tugging sensation in your stomach, the three of you leave the lab behind.

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