Warnings: Major spoilers for the Pacifist run and one of the Neutral endings. Mentions of suicidal ideation.

Undyne was dead. Queen Toriel had stepped down from her position only weeks after having taken it back. The Underground was in a state of uneasy anarchy. Each province "governed" itself, certain monsters stepping up to keep what little peace they could. Alphys just couldn't understand how the actions of a human child could cause such discourse in the monsters' homeland; how the death of only a few people could destroy everyone's perceptions to the point of overthrowing their kind queen.

While initially Alphys had not known of her longtime crush's death, she did go back over all of the footage she had of the human and watched as they killed Undyne. While a majority of the Underground did not know of the captain of the Royal Guard's death, most at least suspected that her going "missing" had something to do with the human. It certainly did not help that after the human disappeared from the Underground, King Asgore's dusty remains were found before the Barrier. Everyone was able to make the connection between the king's death and the human's disappearance, so why not put two and two together and conclude that the human had killed Undyne as well?

Despair had been Alphys' life for the weeks leading up to the "overthrowing" of the queen after the human fiasco. Undyne, one of her closest friends and crush; and Asgore, a mentor, someone whom she had looked up to, and yet another crush; both were killed by the child whom Alphys had only wanted to support on their journey. All she really had left was Mettaton, and he had been so wrapped up in trying to be both a star and be there for his cousin Napstablook, she was certain that she never even crossed the robot's mind.

The only solace she could find these days was that she still had her lab. Seeing as the Underground's monarchy was no more, she was no longer considered the Royal Scientist, and in fact didn't even have a job anymore. With the Underground being run by something akin to anarchism, there was always the fear that someone would try to take her home and workspace from her. Thankfully, it appeared that being a close friend to the Underground's only celebrity had some perks. While Mettaton didn't seem to have the time of day for her anymore, he must have been doing something to keep any rogue monsters from taking over her lab. With the power and influence that Mettaton had over the populace, it was a wonder he hadn't simply stepped up to take over for the fallen monarchy. That of course was a question for another day. Right now, Alphys didn't really have the will or energy to even want to think about something like that happening.

She sighed, curling in on herself as she grabbed another handful of chips from the bag she held. Ever since the human had left and the Underground's monarchy had fallen to shambles, she had gone back and forth between wanting to try and help the populace, or to just end her life and be done with it. No one would miss her, and she had been pondering on the idea of taking her life for over a good year now. All she had done was cause so many families pain, disfiguring their relatives and leaving no one with any answers whatsoever. How could she possibly help the Underground's situation when she couldn't even save the monsters from the Determination experiments? Surely, she would just make the entire situation worse than it already was.

There was a quiet sniffing heard from the other side of the room, and she looked over to see the Endogeny Amalgamate bounding up beside her, its numerous tails wagging in sync. Feeding time had been only an hour ago, so that could mean only one thing: it wanted to play. Of course, she was in no mood to play at the moment, wanting nothing more than to sit and contemplate everything that had been going on. Then again, perhaps a distraction was what she needed. This particular Amalgamate had stopped her from killing herself before, reminding her that she still had responsibility over the monsters living in her lab.

The Endogeny shoved three of its front paws onto her lap, the slime from its face dripping down onto her lab coat. It was beginning to bounce in excitement, the slime being flung about the room as the Amalgamate continued trying to get its caretaker to play with it.

"Okay, fine," Alphys murmured, only to repeat the statement as the Endogeny continued its excited bouncing and slobbering.

Noticing its small, yellow caretaker rising from her seat, the Endogeny backed up, running around the room in excited circles. Alphys couldn't stop herself from smiling, seeing its boundless energy and how content it appeared to be. Her mood darkened however as it also occurred to her that not all of the Amalgamates were as content as the Endogeny. Nevertheless, the monster before her was determined to be played with, and the mood of the scientist before it would not deter it. It ran from the small office, though experience told Alphys that it was simply looking for one of its many toys that were scattered around the lab.

She left her office, figuring that its moderate size would not be enough for the Endogeny. Entering the lab's resting room, she saw that yes indeed, the Endogeny was searching for what toy it wanted to play with, sniffing under every bed and leaving behind a trail of slobber as it went. Originally, seeing the amount of slime that the Endogeny emitted whenever it got excited upset her, as she disliked cleaning up after it once it calmed down. Now, she still disliked cleaning up after the Amalgamate, but she had learned to deal with it. As long as it was happy and content, she could feel better about herself, at least in the slightest.

The sound of rapid squeaking brought her back to attention, informing her that the Endogeny had finally found what it was looking for. The monster ran up to her, squeaking the large ball in its mouth with every step it took. To no one's surprise, it wanted to play fetch. That would explain its near constant bouncing and running around up until that point. Alphys gave another faint smile to the monster before her, taking the (already completely slobbered) ball and giving it a good toss across the dim room. She watched as slime flew from the ball, landing on any bed it sailed over. The Endogeny didn't seem to care about this one bit, bounding over the very same beds in its journey to catch the ball.

It brought the ball back to her, sometimes playfully staying out of her reach so that she couldn't take the ball back from it. Then she would throw it back across the room and the Endogeny would retrieve it once again. They continued like this for some time, the Endogeny having more energy than any other of the Amalgamates. Alphys could admit that she did enjoy these times, actually feeling needed for once rather than being a burden. She could feel somewhat like how she used to be before everything went to hell.

The Endogeny brought back the ball, dropping it at her feet, bouncing back and forth as it waited for her to throw it once more. Her mood having been soured once again by her own thoughts, she picked up the ball and threw it, though it only went half as far as it had all the other times. Once again, the Endogeny did not appear to care one bit about this, leaping after the ball as if it had still flown all the way across the room.

"Enjoying yourself?" a voice sounded from behind her.

Alphys nearly screamed, whipping around faster than she thought possible. That certainly was not any of the voices that she was familiar with from the Amalgamates.

"Sans?" She did her best to keep her voice down, though it did no good. Her heart was racing, sweat quickly forming along her brow.

"Hey," he winked. "Sorry, did I give you a fright?"

"Yes! I-I wasn't," she paused, "I wasn't expecting a-anyone to show up here. H-How did you get down here?" She inwardly cursed herself as her nervous stutter returned. It seemed she could never get through any conversations without it appearing at least once.

"Let's just say I took a shortcut," he replied, that ever apparent grin plastered on his face. Alphys vaguely wondered if he ever went without it, recalling that she had never seen him come even close to frowning before. Her thoughts were interrupted by something shoving against her arm and whining before they could go any further.

She pat the Endogeny's head, letting loose a nervous giggle. "Hey, I d-don't think we can play a-anymore right now. I've g-got a guest, see?" The Amalgamate simply whined in the face of this revelation. "Oh c-come on, why don't you find Reaper Bird? It u-usually l-likes playing with you," she continued, glancing back over at the stocky skeleton patiently waiting nearby.

The Endogeny sat in dejection in front of its abandoned ball, very little slime being produced from its mouth any longer. While Alphys felt bad about not being able to play with it anymore, she needed to tend to her guest. Moreover, she needed to figure out why her guest was even here in the first place.

She touched Sans' arm, walking towards the hall. "Here, we c-can talk in my office."

He followed only a few steps behind her, which admittedly made her nervous. Trying to break the ever growing anxious feeling he was giving her, she attempted to strike up a conversation with him.

"S-So, um, what are you doing here?" she stuttered. "I mean, n-no one ever c-comes here anymore, since I'm not really the Royal Scientist anymore, and…" she trailed off, realizing that if she kept going she would begin to ramble.

Under normal circumstances, she suspected that Sans would have chuckled over her nervousness, but today he was remaining quiet. While she didn't know Sans very well, she did remember certain instances where he got like this. Or did she? Now she was questioning herself. When had Sans ever been like this?

"I need your help," he told her after what felt like an eternity. In reality, it had only taken until they had reached her office a few paces from the rest room, but she couldn't help but let her anxiety get the better of her.

"O-Okay," she murmured, opening the door to her office and stepping inside. "Um, have a seat," she continued, gesturing towards an empty chair beside her desk. Why it wasn't in front of her desk like usual was beyond her, though she figured that one of the Amalgamates had simply bumped it aside while going through the room.

Taking her own seat at her desk, she noticed that Sans appeared to have no intentions of sitting down, staring at her, hands in his pockets as always. Without even thinking, she stood back up, feeling much more uncomfortable around the skeleton than she ever remembered being.

"S-So, w-what do you w-want help with?" She swore at herself, upset over the worsening of her stutter.

Sans closed his eyes and sighed before opening only his left eye socket.

"Do you remember a monster called Dr. Gaster?" was all he asked.

The name instantly rang a bell. For a moment she was going to respond to his question, but as soon as it came, it was gone. No, she had definitely never heard of anyone named Dr. Gaster. Apparently Sans had seen the sudden confusion on her face, as he gave a shrug with a light shake of his head.

"Looks like I really am the only one," he muttered to himself. "Listen," he spoke up, "I'm going to tell you some things that you probably won't understand right away. So just bear with me, okay?"

Unable to voice anything past her utter confusion, Alphys nodded back to him.

"Can you tell me anything about the Royal Scientist that Asgore hired before you?" was his next question.

Well, this was something she could certainly answer. "Of course, he made the Core. He was a brilliant monster! It took King Asgore ages to find anyone who could replace him!"

Sans' grin widened slightly. "Do you remember anything else about him?"

At that, Alphys found herself at a loss. No, she didn't know anything else about him. Nothing whatsoever.

"Didn't think so," he gave her another wink. "This monster, his name was W. D. Gaster. He was Asgore's Royal Scientist and advisor for ages."

Alphys paused for quite a while, Sans patiently giving her the time to ponder over this new information. It was bothering her how every time she thought she knew something about this Dr. Gaster, the information was immediately lost. How could she not remember the name of the man who preceded her? Who advised the king and created the Core? Why had she never even questioned it until now?

"S-Sans, I'm sorry, b-but h-how do you know this?" she questioned.

"Well, Dr. Gaster was my dad, that's how. You and I worked as his interns for most of his projects." His grin widened even further at Alphys' surprised look.

"You're kidding. I-I would r-remember this, wouldn't I?" She took a step back, sweat dripping down her brow, her hands slick in the substance. Thoughts—memories?—kept coming to her, only to disappear as quickly as they came.

"Apparently not. You're still with me on all of this, right?"

"O-Of course!" she blurted out, only to cover her mouth with her sweat drenched hands shortly afterwards, her face reddening at her outburst.

At this, Sans' face finally took on a look of concern, his grin softening. "Hey, you should really take a seat. You look like you're gonna pass out."

"Oh, uh, yeah. Right," she stumbled, plopping down into her desk chair. "S-So, you and I; w-we were w-working with your dad, the m-monster who was the Royal Scientist before me."

"Yeah," Sans responded, stepping up to the desk. As he approached, he pulled a small device out of his jacket pocket. As he set it down next to Alphys' computer, she noticed that it was a flash drive. "We were working on manipulating the timelines."

Alphys caught herself eying the flash drive, quickly bringing her gaze back up to Sans. "Timelines? Y-You mean like time travel? Stuff like that?"

"Yeah, sorta like that." He indicated towards the flash drive. "Plug that into your computer. There's some information on there I want you to see."

Sitting back down in her desk chair, Alphys grabbed the flash drive, the small device slipping through her fingers as she fumbled with it.

As she proceeded to plug it into her computer, Sans continued, "You see, after finishing his work on the Core, Gaster found out about the existence of these timelines. He was taking readings from the Core so he could regulate it, but every now and then these strange readings would always filter through."

As the flash drive's information popped up on her computer screen, Sans came around the desk.

"Okay, open that folder," he instructed, pointing at a folder labeled CORE Readings.

Alphys did as she was told, opening the files as Sans continued to point them out. Eventually, a whole slew of graphs were opened upon her screen, all of them labeled as various readings from the Core, all taken years before she ever took up the mantle as Royal Scientist. As Sans had indicated, each graph had at least one or more spikes and dips during the course of the readings.

"So, what does all of this mean?" she questioned, nervousness all but gone. This was something she could work with.

"I don't know how he did it, honestly," Sans responded. "I've searched through what information I have left from him, but nothing pinpoints just how he was able to connect these spikes with changes in the timelines."

"So these jumps here," she pointed to a particularly large spike, "are all changes in our timeline?"

"That's what Gaster found out, yeah. He built an entire machine just based around finding jumps within the timeline and recording them. I have those readings on another folder here," he pointed to a different area of the flash drive's contents.

As Alphys brought the readings in question up, she voiced her first confusion, "So what was causing these jumps? Was something going back in time? Like, changing things?"

"That's what we were trying to figure out," Sans answered. "Gaster was never really able to figure out what this anomaly was, but he started basing all of his research entirely on finding it. Look here," he motioned towards one of the new graphs, which had twice as many jumps in the readings as any of the others. "This was taken only a few days after Prince Asriel and Chara died. Before this, there were hardly any jumps in the timelines at all, but here they just begin to spike. All of the graphs after this are pretty tame, but the spikes in the readings are still greater than before the princes died. Gaster hypothesized that the anomaly was trying to bring them both back to life to prevent the Royal Family from falling apart, but obviously the anomaly failed."

He sighed before continuing on, "Gaster never found out if that was what the anomaly actually wanted or not. He tried to figure out if perhaps it was the king or queen who were causing the jumps, but I don't think his results were ever conclusive. Nothing really lined up." He guided Alphys over to some readings taken only a couple years after the first handful. It appeared that the spikes had indeed subsided back to their usual amounts. Then the readings stopped all together until many years later.

"So, what happened here?" Alphys asked, gesturing towards the gap.

"That's when Gaster fell into the Core."

"He what?" she barely gasped out. Her chair had been swiveled around so she could fully face the skeleton behind her.

Sans shrugged once more, looking oddly nonchalant for someone who had just dropped a bombshell. "We were getting nowhere in our research. Gaster had hit a dead-end. So he started working on a different project. He figured that if he couldn't find the anomaly messing with our timeline, then he would replicate it instead. So he started working on a time machine."

"And he had enough information to be able to accomplish this?" Alphys asked, incredulous.

"Gaster was a brilliant monster, you know. He had been running so many different experiments on the Core that he stopped coming home anymore." The expression on his face deflated after this. "What's worse, is I don't even have any of the results from the experiments he conducted, outside of what I helped on. If you look here," gesturing towards a lone folder labeled simply CORE, "I have some of his hypotheses, and there's some observations from me that I don't even remember making."

Alphys looked over the unfinished lab reports before her, skimming over numerous hypotheses and observations that made very little sense to her without any of the actual results and procedures to go with them.

"I think Gaster figured, since he got his initial readings of the anomaly from the Core, then perhaps he could utilize the Core to help him with his time machine, or whatever it was he was trying to build."

After this, Sans stepped back, shoving his hands back in his jacket pockets. Alphys turned back around to look at him.

"I don't really remember much. Some days I remember more than usual; some days I remember less, but I do remember that I was there when Gaster fell into the Core." He looked off to the side. Alphys noticed the sweat forming along the top of his skull. "Gaster, he was trying to do some experiment. I don't know what, but something happened; something went wrong. I wish I could remember what was going on, but either way, he fell in." One hand was pulled from its pocket to wipe the sweat from his brow. "And I guess it proved one of his hypotheses, at least. After he fell into the Core, he was gone. I think he got lost in the timelines, and now no one can remember who he is. Everything about him was erased. There're monsters mentioned in some of his lab reports that I don't remember meeting in my entire life, and I think those monsters got erased along with him. Do you get what I'm trying to say?"

Alphys nodded. "I think I do. He fell into the Core, which is somehow related to our timeline, and that essentially erased him from existence. Monsters he worked with and most of his research ended up going along with him. Am I right?"

"Yeah, pretty much, but I'm sure you noticed what's wrong with this, right?"

"Well, if people he had any relation to ended up disappearing, the question is, how are you and Papyrus still here, correct?"

"Exactly. That's the major problem I haven't been able to figure out. It'd make sense if Gaster's sons disappeared with him, wouldn't it?"

"You say I worked with you guys on this too, right? So then I shouldn't exist either."

"Right. So I had a hypothesis of my own." At this, Sans walked back up to Alphys' computer, opening up one final folder labeled Untitled. It appeared to be the beginning of a lab report. "If you, me, and Papyrus all still exist, then there's obviously still a trace of Gaster left around. If he hasn't been completely erased from our timeline, then it should be possible to retrieve him."

Alphys read over the information Sans had written, intrigued with where he was going with this. "Is that why you're here? You want me to help you bring Dr. Gaster back?"

"Yeah. Originally, I thought that it wouldn't be possible to bring him back. All of my experiments, everything I tried; nothing worked. I wasn't getting anywhere, and after all of the timelines began resetting so often, I started losing all of my motivation."

One part of that statement caught Alphys' interest. "Why would the timelines resetting cause you any problems?"

She got a light chuckle out of him for that. "I forgot to tell you, didn't I? I didn't come out of Gaster's accident unaffected. After he fell into the Core, I could remember all of the resets." His eye sockets darkened as Alphys' own eyes widened. "I didn't notice it at first; I just thought I was having some really vivid dreams, but then I finally realized what was going on. It was Papyrus. Every time we would reset for a while, it reset back to a time where Papyrus woke me up, telling me Undyne was going to start giving him cooking lessons. After the fifth time it happened, it finally occurred to me that I had already been told that before. Numerous times."

He made one final gesture, back toward the initial timeline readings. Alphys' attention was directed towards the readings made at the end of the large gap. "I turned Gaster's machine back on and took some readings. Every time I had one of those moments, there would be a jump in the readings. That's when I finally figured out that I wasn't forgetting any of the resets anymore." He stepped back from the computer again, turning Alphys' attention back to him. "I think that's why I'm the only person who remembers anything about Gaster."

"Interesting," Alphys mumbled, "and you can't come up with any explanation for this?"

"The only thing I can think of is that Gaster's accident in the Core caused it. It makes sense if the Core is related to the timelines like he thought."

With that said, Alphys stood from her chair, moving to the front of her desk so that she could begin a light pace. Having all of this information dropped on her at once was making her antsy, and she wasn't sure what to think yet. Sans had the information to prove himself all on that flash drive, and she trusted him enough to know that he wasn't pulling her leg. While he was a bit of a prankster, this was far too intricate for him. Too much effort was put into this. Sans himself had just admitted that he didn't have the motivation to put something like this together. Besides, if all of this was true, then wouldn't that explain her own instances of déjà vu, or the times where she thought she remembered something, only for the memory of it to completely disappear?

"So," she stopped pacing, looking at the skeleton standing behind her desk, "why do you want to save Gaster now? Why are you trying again after all of this time?"

"The timelines stopped jumping," was his simple response.

That gave her a pause. "They did?"

"Yeah, I have the graph on the drive here, but pretty much ever since that human left the Underground, there hasn't been a single reset. The longest we've ever gone before without a reset is a few months. It's been over a year and we still haven't had a reset. I thought perhaps it was time to try and get Gaster back before that reset actually happens."

"You're actually going to risk this? I mean, if it's already been so long since the last reset, then either they've stopped entirely or we're about to get one very soon. There's a fifty-fifty chance that all of our work could just be erased."

"That's why I need to risk this," was Sans' response as he came back around the desk. "If we can rescue Gaster now, then he should remain as a constant in our timeline. His time lost in the Core might have affected him the same as I've been affected, and he'll likely remember everything. We could use his help to find this anomaly once and for all and stop the timelines from resetting."

"You have a point, but where do we start?" she asked.

"Well," he proceeded, "I was able to make some progress on my own, and I've jotted down everything that I could remember from my previous experiments in other timelines. I figured that if we worked together with this, we could make enough progress to get Gaster back for good, or to at least get me enough information before the timeline resets again."

He went silent, deep in thought. As Alphys was about to ask him another question, he spoke once more. "Alphys, I need to know now if you're going to help me with this. I don't think we have much time to get Gaster back. We have a chance to repair our timeline and stop both the anomaly and that human from destroying everything. If you're not going to take this seriously and give this your full attention, then there's no point in us even trying. So are you going to agree to helping me out here?"

Alphys didn't even have to think about it. She gave a single nod of her head. "Of course. I'll help you. I…" she trailed off. "I don't have anything else to do besides help you."

Sans' face remained somber. "So you wouldn't mind holing yourself up down here with me and working on this nonstop? Because, that's what we're going to have to do. We don't have the time to take any breaks. A reset could happen at any moment."

"Sans," she looked away, "I don't have anywhere else to go. There's nothing else for me to do." She smiled lightly. "I think this might actually give me some sort of purpose. You know, saving the timeline from some enemy? It's like that one anime Undyne and I used to watch before she, you know." She didn't know if Sans thought Undyne had gone missing or was killed, but she figured he was smart enough to have been able to figure it out.

"Then we should get started," he moved on, ignoring her comment. "We can go back over all of the information I have right now. Maybe we could go over some of the files you have down here, too? Something might not have gotten erased that Gaster worked on. It could help us out."

"Yes, we can look over everything, but I don't know if we'll find much." She paused, a thought occurring to her. "Sans, does Papyrus know about any of this? Have you told him anything?"

"No, he doesn't know anything. We're not going to be telling him anything, either. It's easier if he doesn't get involved." He sighed, putting a hand to his face. "When I said that we weren't going to be taking any breaks, I meant it. I don't think I'm ever going to see Papyrus again in this timeline. I can't afford the time we would lose by going to Snowdin to see him, or talking to him on the phone."

At this, Sans pulled his cell phone out of his pocket, setting it down on Alphys' desk. She eyed the phone as Sans brought his attention back to her.

"It's dead, and I won't be charging it back up. I suggest you do the same with yours. We need to be committed to this, right?" He winked, though his somber look remained. "I haven't had the motivation to do anything like this in so long, and now that the chance to actually make a difference has come around, I don't want to screw anything up. We may never get a chance like this again. If we fail now, I don't think I'll ever get this motivation back."

Alphys took another glance at the phone.

"Sans," she began, pulling at the hem of her sleeve, "y-you're not just going to do that to your brother, are you?"

Sans had turned away from her before she even finished her sentence. Still, she continued on, trying to raise her voice enough so that she wasn't mumbling.

"I mean, U-Undyne was Papyrus' best friend." She looked down to her feet. "F-From what she told me, I think she was his only friend." When Sans remained silent, she figured it was okay to keep going. "Th-The human might have been f-friends with him; th-they called him a lot, I know, a-and they just left without even saying goodbye. A-And I'm sure he th-thinks that Undyne left too, am I right? I-If you just leave him like this, h-he'll start thinking everyone left him, a-and I don't think he'd really be a-all that wrong."

By the time she had finished, her voice had quieted down to a murmur, much to her displeasure. Despite this, Sans still wasn't reacting in the slightest, and she wondered if he had caught any of what she had said, or even cared for that matter.

It might have been the dim lighting of the room, but it wasn't until a few tense seconds later that she noticed just how hard the skeleton's shoulders were shaking. One of his hands were covering his mouth, and it was then that she finally heard the shuddering sobs he was trying to hide. With that realization, she felt as though she had been punched in the gut.

"S-Sans," she could barely hear herself with how quiet she had fallen. "I-I'm sorry."

Though she didn't think he'd heard her, he responded, back still facing her. "Don't do this to me, Alphys." His voice was breaking, despite his best efforts. "I know Paps is going to be all alone, but I have to do this." Another sob. "If we can get Gaster back, and if the time resets, then he won't even remember any of this."

It was obvious that he didn't even have himself convinced with that excuse, but Alphys was too afraid to say anything else. It was always like this. Any time she tried to help, she only went and made things worse. It had been the same with Mettaton, after he had left Napstablook to get a new body and become a star. Everything she said had only seemed to drive him further away from his cousin. It had happened before, and it would happen again it seemed; this time with Sans and his brother. She knew that fixing the timeline was important, but was it worth Sans abandoning his brother, right after everyone else already had?

She sighed, pulling harder on the hem of her sleeves. If she was being honest with herself, she didn't know the answer to that question. If everything Sans had told her was true, then they really didn't have the time to be screwing around. Fixing their timeline depended on them in that very moment. A reset would destroy the only chance they'd ever get.

A light shuffling brought her attention back to Sans, who had sat down in her desk chair. He was rubbing at his eye sockets, though he appeared to have mostly composed himself. The only thing that unnerved her was the way that his eye sockets had darkened, his pupils no longer visible. That, coupled with his ever straining grin, was not something she wanted to become accustomed to seeing.

"We should get working, huh?" was all he said. He wiped away the remaining tears from his eye sockets, swiveling the chair around to face Alphys' computer.

Alphys, uncertain if she even wanted to go through with this anymore after the skeleton's small breakdown, pulled up a chair beside him. He was right, they had work to do. They were going to retrieve Dr. Gaster from wherever he was and restore the timelines.

A/N: No one ever tries to utilize Alphys in their fanfictions. It's a shame, since she's such a complex, interesting character. Obvious liberties were taken with Dr. Gaster. We know nothing about him, so it's inevitable. I haven't posted anything here in ages, so I apologize for any mistakes I make here. Would anyone be willing to help me out with the rating for this? I figured maybe K+, but Alphys' mentions of suicide have me worried. Should it be T instead?