The discussion at the kitchen table was brief; describing the incident that had happened recently within the town of Ebbott. Gaster explained that he had heard in passing that a monster had encountered a shadowy figure, with wisps of darkness surrounding them and the shimmer of a human soul. Which one? They were still unclear, some said it was the Soul of Kindness others described it as the Soul of Patience. Frisk and Gaster explained what plans were in their heads, but Sans could only watch on, entirely powerless to convince them to not go. He didn't know if these beings were dangerous but more than likely since their presence brought upon the Void onto Earth, there was no question that these things were harmful.

The discussion lasted all morning until Gaster decided to contact both Chara and Asriel to join them at the Skeletal Brothers' home and they arrived within an hour. Again, Sans looked at the group at the table and observe their plans for the distorted human soul. Frisk wanted to make sure that no one was harmed, not even the human soul in question. Asriel and Gaster were a lot more rational, being that if the Soul decided to act in a violent manner, they should be prepared. Chara was...Chara; almost nonchalant about the seriousness in the situation. However, she did seem protective of Frisk when she dared to claim that she alone would handle the predicament.

"No, Frisk. You're gonna get yourself killed if you do that!" Chara vehemently protested, as she slammed a hand on the table. The sheer force of her hand knocked over Gaster's coffee and her chocolate milk onto the ground.

"Jeez Chara, lighten up." Asriel wiping the remnants of milk off of his pants, "You're making a mess."

"Bullshit! I'm trying to keep Frisk here from being stupid!" Frisk flinched as her eyes narrowed onto Chara.

"I'm the one that got us into this mess, Chara, I should be the one who ends this." Frisk replied.

"Yeah by wastefully throwing away your life, leaving us all here without you." Chara scoffed.

"I would be protecting humanity and monsterkind from destruction, I have no right to be selfish." Frisk rebutted.

"Selfish?!" Chara yelled, "What you're doing now is selfish! Think about everyone's lives that would be affected when you're gone. What about mom and dad? What about Asriel and I?"

Frisk whimpered as she looked away, "...Chara…"

"Did you not think about that?" Chara questioned.

"I...I don't want anyone else to be hurt." Frisk whispered, "They… if they're destroyed then the world will be too. However, if I'm gone and no one else is...the world is safe. I will do much more harm than good alive."

"Is that so?" Chara crossed her arms, "And what would Sans think of you if you gave up now?"

Frisk's eyes looked so hurt, tears almost pooling out as she clutched her chest, "Sans…"

Sans whirled his head around to Chara, "hey i may have no body but that doesn't mean i-"

"Can it, Bonehead! I'm not talking about you!" Chara yelled at Sans, causing him to almost lash out at her had it not been for Gaster staring at the two with purple glare.

"I was talking about-" Chara continued before Gaster got out of his seat, clearing his "throat".

"That's enough, Chara, I believe we have discussed enough for today." Walking towards Frisk, he grasped her shoulder, "My child, why don't you and the others go cool off and explore the town a bit. Perhaps it might clear your head." Frisk nodded as Asriel wrapped his arm around Frisk's shoulder walking outside the house. Chara followed closely behind, her arms crossed against her chest and her face contorted into a menacing glare. Sans was going to follow but his father spoke, "Not you." Causing Sans to stop in his tracks and look pleadingly at his father.

"Why?" Sans spoke plainly

"Because of Chara's blunt speech to Frisk, you are now aware of things that were supposed to be classified." Gaster explained.

"What, that their are other "sans" in the multiple timelines you visited." Gaster raised a brow bone.

"I have forgotten how sharp you are, Sans." Gaster said getting up and grabbing his coffee cup and filling it to the brim and bringing its bitter taste to his mouth.

"..why would you stop the brat from talking about me then?" Sans asked, extremely curious.

Gaster sighed, "There were many trying times that Frisk endured during her adventures, encountering you was one thing that shocked her to her core."

"Heh heh…'core'" Sans chuckled, but he grew quiet again and eventually spoke again, "why?"

"It is...quite a difficult story to tell…" Gaster replied, gripping his coffee mug in his hand tightly as his eye sockets faced away from his son.

"Dad…" Sans whispered, "what happened?"

Just as Gaster was about to complete his thought, Papyrus burst through the kitchen with his chef hat and a "kiss the cook" on his apron with the cook crossed out and "THE GREAT PAPYRUS" in its place.

"WHERE ARE THE HUMANS AND THE PRINCE, FATHER? I JUST SAW THEM A FEW MOMENTS AGO!" Papyrus exclaimed.

"I apologize, Papyrus," Gaster replied, "Frisk and the others went out for some fresh air and to view Ebbott for awhile. I'm sure they will be back soon." Gaster turned to Sans a grim expression on his face, "As for you, Sans, perhaps you could accompany me, there are some things I would like to examine and I could use you."

"Frisk…" Asriel whispered, "You don't need to punish yourself."

They had been walking for awhile now through the town of Ebbott, passing by shops and restaurants of various monsters and humans smiling and laughing without a care in the world. Chara had made her way to a chocolate factory on the corner of a building, perhaps trying to keep her mind off of things, figures. Frisk could only think about the impending danger of the corrupted souls of those she had tried to save. She had tried to ignore the self-hatred she had reeling in her mind, but she knew that they wouldn't go away. The pain of trying to find a better path, to redeem her own self even to those who knew nothing of her wrongdoing but it the guilt was killing her. Her own determination was being affected as well. Gaster was still trying to see why and how, but Frisk already had a hypothesis: she had given up on herself. She exhaled and looked towards the Prince of Monsters, a boy whom she had given back his life, he was worried. There were times that Asriel resembled the small feeble flower monster she had first met in the beginning of her journey. This was one of those times, and yet she had nothing left to give to him.

"I'm sorry...I just…" Frisk mumbled clutching her left arm across her chest.

"Is this about what Chara said? About Sans?" Asriel asked.

Frisk froze and glared towards the ground, "...Asriel...please.."

Asriel didn't back down, "You can't help the way that he died, it was inevitable."

"Inevitable? Is that what you call it?" Frisk questioned the goat monster harshly.

"It's true don't deny it, the more you do, the more the bond deepens. It's just how it is."

Frisk clamped her eyelids down, "I should've never involved myself with him."

"Why? Because he died for you? He cared for you just as much!" Asriel yelled at his human sibling.

"He never even spoke his feelings to me, they probably weren't the same as mine!" Frisk was furious as her tears threatened to spill over.

"So he didn't sacrifice himself for you? Is that what you mean to tell me?" Asriel chuckled darkly, "Jeez Frisk, you really are an idiot."

"I don't need your ridicule, Flowey, I do enough of that to myself anyways." Frisk whimpered.

"Frisk," Asriel calmed himself, trying to suppress the urge to go back to old ways, "do you honestly think that Sans would do this to spite you? Or that he didn't care enough about you?"

Frisk breath shook, "What does it matter? I didn't give him the appreciation he deserved...only a knife in the back."

"Frisk…" Asriel embraced his sister, "Don't you have anything better to do than to guilt trip yourself into insanity?"

"Heh," Frisk mumbled, "I'm not too sure."

"Well, I know it isn't much but shouldn't we at least try and have fun before the end of the world?" Asriel joked.

"Hmm and how shall we do that?" Frisk smirked.

"How about a new set of clothes for us?" Spoke Chara who had been watching them from afar with a chocolate truffle in her hand and her face covered in with chocolate.

"But I like my clothes." Frisk observing her old striped sweater she made. Chara shook her head biting into her treat.

"Nah, we're going to go shopping, enough of this guilty conscience bullshit." She grabbed her sister's hand dragging her to a nearby shop, smearing some chocolate on Frisk's hand.

"Gross, Chara, how many chocolate bars did you get to accumulate this much on my hand?"

"Don't worry about it," Chara rolled her eyes, "I have a place in mind for this stupid clichéd charade."

Asriel leaned his mouth towards Chara's ear, "What are you doing, Chara?"

"Oh nothing, just trying to get an old friend to jump Frisky's bones, maybe it'll cheer her up a bit."

Asriel rolled his eyes, "Just so you know, if this backfires, I kinda don't wanna be dead again."

"Tch, whatever Asriel, this will work trust me." Chara winked.

Asriel blushed, smirking at the confident human, "Well, you should try putting on some nice clothes yourself."

"Sh-Shut up! This is for Frisk." Chara flushed crimson from embarrassment.

"Whatever you say, Chara." Asriel chuckled.

"Um what are you guys talking about?" Frisk smiled knowingly behind them

"Nothing!" They both spoke at the same time, turning towards Frisk.

"Just hurry up okay? I'm not waiting all day for you!" Chara yanked her sister's arm steering her towards the nearest boutique.

Haha! I'm not dead yet! Anyways its really hard for me to jump back into a story, I had actually made half of this chapter months ago but had 4 essays to do this semester so I needed a break from writing. Anyways comments are always appreciated! Read And Review!