"Hey Chara, does it snow where you used to live on the Surface?" The Goat Monster asked, walking down the trail of snow with his adopted sibling next to him. "I like coming here, snow is always fun to play with!" Asriel smiled, watching as a snow flake drifted down onto the ground, joining the gigantic pile of snow.

The human eventually replied. "Yes, but not as much as this place though." They looked down at the snow beneath them. They remembered building snowmen, having snowball fights- Wait, that didn't happen. Snow was more a nuisance to humans, those who liked it were forced to be in their homes, watching as the snow slowly melted as days passed. Chara flashed a frown.

"Must be pretty fun, huh?" Asriel asked again, oblivious to Chara's thoughts. His smile faltered when he noticed Chara suddenly sneezing, a big one too. The Goat Monster glanced at the road ahead of them before returning his gaze back to the human. "There's a town right ahead, if you're cold we can go over there and warm up!" His smile returned.

Chara looked at their friend, staring at them before eventually nodding. That should be fun. Asriel grinned, beckoning before starting to run. "Last one there is an rotten egg!" Chara snorted, rolling their eyes humorously before starting to walk down the snowy trail. First one there looses their Soul. They joked.

Frisk had no idea when they decided to head back, but here they were, backtracking to who knows where.

The freezing temperatures was starting to get to them, they had already sneezed 3 times for the past few minutes. They really needed something more than a sweater. But it isn't like they could find any sweaters fit for their small size.

Perhaps it was because they'd usually already be at Waterfall by this time. But for some reason they weren't even in Snowdin yet, what were they trying to find exactly? Did their body knew something their mind did not?

There weren't any Save Points, there weren't any monsters. They weren't even sure if they're still on the right road. All they could see were everlasting trees and snow. North: snow. South: snow. East: snow. West:...even more snow.

Frisk couldn't help but frown, biting their lips. They weren't sure where to go. They weren't sure if Chara was even near them anymore. They weren't sure if everyone they cared about were all nothing but heaps of dust.

A familiar ping suddenly ran the air, making Frisk come to an erupt halt. Their breath caught in their throat as they heard something crashed onto the snow with a solid thud, then proceed to be forcefully slam onto ground again and again. They shuddered.

They followed the source, speed increasing in each step.

Chara staggered onto their unsteady feet, smiling despite their current situation. They let out a silent chuckle, looking up to be greeted with the comedian. Their own blood was spattered across the snow and the trees were threatened to collapse from the heavy hits they have endured the human slamming onto to them.

The human straightened themself, their toy knife twirling in the air. "This isn't like you, Sans. I thought you were keeping a promise. I haven't even killed that much." They scoffed, smile deepening to inhuman heights. Their signature demonic laugh echoed throughout the forest- they couldn't help it. This just was too laughable.

A fatalistic Sans was, at least ever since he became aware of the Resets. During their first Genocide run, Sans was a surprisingly tough opponent. They'd even say he would be free EXP until they actually fought him. 346 Loads, they counted. But it had been decreasing the next few resets when they were in control.

But the human could tell the annoyance in their adversary's eyes sockets. He had gotten so used to the same events happening over and over, he'd never expected something new would happen. Let alone this.

But unlike Sans, Chara was absolutely enjoying this. They liked changes, and this was no different. Chara watched as the snow drifted down in a attentive manner, they wonder if the snow could cover the remains of monsters.

The options floated patiently between the two, patiently waiting for one of them to be chosen by Chara during their turns. FIGHT, of course, was the most used. ITEM was used frequently as well, especially their fights with Undyne and Sans. ACT wasn't used at all, unless for...special occasions. MERCY...it was used, once. But that had made them end up getting "Dunked On."

With their expression malicious, they sprang towards Sans, knife ready to tear his chest once again. Sans' expression was unreadable, his smile faded long ago. He sidestepped, but Chara managed to tear a bit of his jacket.

The human landed on their feet unsteadily just around few feet away from the Skeleton, brows furrowed in disappointment. They were so close. They never liked how the monster could dodge their attacks so easily, let alone teleport.

"you did this, didn't you?" Sans' voice rang the air from behind. His hands in his pockets, eyes sockets as black as the night.

Chara turned around, eyes blinking at the monster, surprised. His voice was reserved and..attentive? This was new. They narrowed their eyes, thinking hard for a few moments. They didn't expect this, at all.

With a dash they sprang towards the monster in another attempt to kill him. He sidestepped again, their knife just out of reach. Chara resisted the urge to scowl as the sprang towards him again. Another dodge.

This time Chara frowned at him, thoughts starting to get apprehensive. Their gaze were set on Sans, who seemed to have grimaced from what they could tell. This constant dodging was beginning to take a toil on them. Their frown deepened.

"i thought this was just a normal reset." Sans' voice rang out again, tense and threatening. He let out a low chuckle, winking his left eye socket. "i was wrong." He pinged their soul blue once again, making them slam onto the ground.

Chara coughed as they staggered, their HP was decreasing immensely. They didn't have enough HP to fight someone like him just yet. They scowled, teeth clenching. Their red eyes suddenly widened, noticing the Toy Knife was no longer within their grasp.

Their widened eyes dipped downwards into a glare as they looked up. That darn Skeleton had the knife. They watched as it glowed light blue before unexpectedly disappearing out of sight. They didn't have any other weapons. Chara resisted the urge to scowl as they stood up with difficulty. This was going to be harder than they thought.

"i thought frisk was going to do it last time, but you had to do it. didn't you? you were so desperate to have your own body again you manipulated them to accept your offer." Sans mused, mostly to himself than to Chara. The Skeleton frowned at them. His magic beginning to cackle in the air around them. The tense silence continued, both sides staring at each other apprehensively. Right until Chara huffed.

They pursed their lips together, arms crossed. Their heels playing around in the now dirty and bloodied snow thoughtfully. Their gaze was slightly distant. This was starting to get irritating in the least. They didn't have enough LV for this yet.

Their features darkened. "You know what I'm sick of-!"

They suddenly sprang forward mid-sentence, punching was their best bet now. Sans' eyes sockets widened, caught off guard. He barely dodged in time as he sent in a wall of bones hurtling towards the human. Chara took notice just in time as they pivoted on their heel and turned towards the opposite direction. A sudden feel of Determination found its way through Chara's chest.

The world suddenly stuttered once, then twice. It was like the air around them have become something like a broken record. The third time they managed to dodge a pair of Blasters that appeared right in front of them. The lasers only churned the snow but nothing else.

Chara smiled despite their bruised form, they were winning. Even with only a LV of 3. They planted a foot on the ground and sprang towards Sans again, their arm focused on the Skeleton's skull. Another miss, but it was close.

They danced in a circle around the monster, trying to found a spot to either manage a punch or a kick without Sans dodging again. Bones suddenly burst through the snow, decreasing their HP in an alarming rate. But through another stutter in time their health regained slightly.

Another wall of bones- this time blue, was sent towards the human. Chara was forced to stand still, allowing their HP to remain the same. Their breathing caught in their throat, gulping as the bones phased through them.

This was getting tedious, that's what they'd think. But for the least they were enjoying it in a way. Their breathing ragged. The ground they have been fighting on was nothing but a mess of disturbed and splattered with blood snow. They never noticed they had been bleeding so much. Not that it mattered anyway.

Their shoulders slouched in fatigue, and so was Sans. He had begun to pant ever since the shutterings had started. He had wanted to desperately end this fight already.

Malevolent eyes stared into empty eye sockets. They no longer had a weapon and they were hopeless if they were to punch. But they couldn't give up, not now. They were so close to achieving what they want. They couldn't afford to give up.

The source of the sounds were eerily close and Frisk was beginning to fear for the worst. They could hear HP decreasing and the sounds of Blasters being fired. But they knew Sans wasn't dead just yet, they couldn't hear the slice of a knife. It seemed Chara didn't had any weapon, at least now.

Their brown eyes widened as they noticed the frighteningly dusty green sweater behind a dozen trees. Their pace increased, getting ready to help whatever danger Sans was in.

Both of them soon came to view, both appearing to have been fighting for some time. Chara didn't have a weapon- thank god for that, while Sans was just..Sans. They began to stride towards them, starting to tense.

But neither of them took notice of Frisk's presence as the Skeleton summoned the largest Blaster Frisk had seen yet. And they were just in range.

"f-frisk!" They could hear the Skeleton exclaim, but it already too late. The Blaster fired. With both Frisk and Chara in its wake.

Frisk's eyes shot open, sweat was pouring down from their head. The air around them suddenly felt humid and water could be heard next to them.

They took a deep breath, taking in the surroundings around them. They were on a patch of golden flowers, garbage could be seen on their right while a river on their left. They for some reason, was in Waterfall.

This was where they landed on when Undyne would destroy the bridge with her spears. But how did they even get here? They haven't even reached Waterfall yet! That could be a question to ponder later. They figured it's because of the Reboot.

"Howdy!"

Their skin suddenly felt cold as fear replaced curiosity. Not now.

They looked down to see the familiar golden flower, his stem bobbing left and right in mirth amusement. He smiled smugly at the confused human in front of them. "I'm Flowey, Flowey the Flower!" He continued.

His expression turned into one of a demon, eyes turning blood red as their smile widened horrifyingly. "You looked pretty confused, huh? I guess little Ol' me can explain to you! Right, Frisk?"

A/N I kinda rushed the last bit, oops.