Disclaimer: So here we are. The last chapter of this little crossover of mine. This had been fun. Thanks for reading this little thing!

Angel

StoriesUnleashed: There will be some freaking out, but not as much as you'd think.

ponystoriesandothers: I'll probably make another crossover down the road, just need to think of something worthwhile to write.

ultima-owner: Uh… no comment. I'll let you decide once you've read the chapter.

mdmpinkie9088: Yay cliffhangers!

FrostyAngelWings: Ding ding! We have a winner!

Hello: Alright!

"Speaking"

Frisk thinking

Running all the way back to Gravity Falls was familiar in every sense of the manner. Both times were centered on heading to the Mystery Shack as fast as their legs could carry them. Frisk had taken the lead, and led them through the woods back to where they had fallen down. They had wondered what the other monsters might react if they had found out the barrier was destroyed, but Asgore assured them only he and a select others were able to go there.

Which... raised the question how their friends got there, but seeing that Papyrus led them all there, they weren't going to question it that much.

By the time they reached the town, it was late afternoon, and to Frisk's surprised, the entire population looked like they went through a fight. Clothes torn, dirt and blood on their skin; it was not what they expected at all.

"gee, kid. this is where ya came to end up with us?" Sans asked. He didn't know what to feel, looking at this disaster before them. They were watching from the treeline, as several people were being treated in a triage.

"What had happened here?" Toriel asked, holding a hand to her mouth in horror. Frisk didn't know. How long were they gone for? Days? Weeks? Months!? Seeing a sign for the Mystery Shack on a power pole, they quickly pointed at it. "Is that where you would like to go, Frisk?" They nodded, and continued their brisk walk.

"Hey, punk? Why'd you come here instead of going to the mountain like everyone else?" Undyne asked. Frisk felt Sans hand them back their notepad, and scribbled a note. "I was curious. Adventurous. To me, the Bottomless Pit led me there."

"A p-pit?" Alphys asked. "And it led you th-there? M-maybe it's some sort of-"

"Loop. It leads out to random locations, or you never come back out." Frisk saw the Mystery Shack's roof in the distance, and picked up their pace. Please let Mr. Mystery be alright. Please. As they popped out of the woods, they gasped. The area was totaled. The building was breaking apart in front of them, with beams falling apart and holes in the roof. N-no. No, no, no! "frisk?" Sans watched as their eyes watered, and they dashed towards the building. Ducking under a beam in the doorway, they looked around. Please, please let him not have been home. Please!

Several laughs came from the living room, and Frisk froze. Was… was that...? Stepping slowly towards the door of the living room, they felt their heart relax. There he was. Mr. Pines in a chair, hugging those two twins that helped out in the gift shop. The handyman was there too, along with a man who looked like Mr. Pines. A twin perhaps?

The mystery man looked up, and his eyes caught Frisk's. "Hello there." They all looked over at them, and Frisk blushed, suddenly nervous at the attention. Mr. Pines' eyes squinted at them for a moment, seeming to try and recall where he had met the quiet kid before… wait.

"Kid? You're… you're alive?" They all looked at him in shock, and he stood up from the chair. Walking over to Frisk, he knelt down, and rested a hand on their shoulder. "You're back?" Frisk tearfully nodded, and hugged the man before anything else could happen.

"Stanley, you… you know them?" The other man asked, sounding quite surprised.

Why wouldn't he remember them? It's hard to forget about a kid jumping into a pit. "Ye-yeah… I thought you weren't comin' back. Kid, you've been gone for over two weeks. Where did that hole lead you?" He-Stanley asked. Stanley sounded weird to Frisk. Stan suited him much better.

"I rescued a civilization of monsters and was made their ambassador!" Frisk wrote happily, taking their notebook to write down the reason.

"Great Uncle Ford, what are they talking about?" The boy asked, looking up at the man in confusion. "Mabel, have you ever seen this kid before?"

"Maybe. Dipper, weren't they from that field trip a few weeks back from Ebott?" Mabel looked at Frisk, and they nodded. "How did you get back here?" Frisk moved Stan's hand, and pointed to the outside. This way!

Walking outside, the Pines plus Soos followed them. They knew Stan's memory would take a long, long time to recover from being erased, but why was it that he could recall this child so quickly? If it was due a strong memory, and a recent one at that, then it made sense his mind would recall them faster than they had prepared for. Ford helped Stan outside, with the kids and Soos behind them. When they got outside, Frisk beamed at them as they spun around.

Seeing an unknown group of monsters behind the child… not what any of them expected.

"i take it this is the guy you wanted to see again, frisk?" Sans raised a brow at their enthusiasm, grinning. Frisk nodded, and hugged his arm.

"The monsters of Mount Ebott," Ford murmured. "Of course." He had heard of the myths behind the mountain, and by the looks of things, so did this mute child. They broke the barrier-they broke the barrier! How!? That thing was constructed of a highly advanced level of magic! Looking at the different monsters before him, he focused on the large goat that no doubt was the king. "I believe you are the ruler?"

Asgore nodded, and held out his hand for Ford to shake. "Howdy. I am Asgore Dreemurr."

Stan was confused. Why were they acting so nice to these odd creatures? Did… did it matter? Ford seemed comfortable, and so did the others. A little hesitant, but not terrified. The kid, Frisk-that's what the skeleton called them-walked back over to him, guiding the monster. Frisk smiled widely at him, and wrote another message. "Stan, this is Sans. He's my dunkle!"

Dunkle? That sounded… familiar. Like… great uncle… grunkle? Y-yeah. Grunkle Stan. That's who he was to the kids, right? The skeleton, Sans, held out his hand, and they shook. "heya," Sans greeted him. Not exactly who he thought Frisk was so freaked out over. They didn't mention any sort of amnesia earlier. Maybe it was a recent event from whatever caused this. "nice to finally meet you."

"Uh, same." Everyone else was talking with each other, with very loud greetings from Undyne and Papyrus. Sans wouldn't have been interested in what they were talking about, until he heard the man, Ford, say something about… a demon?

What exactly had happened since Frisk was last on the surface?

"Ah, let them stay, Poindexter." They all turned to Stan, who had his hands placed on Frisk's shoulders. They grinned pleasantly at them all, seeing no harm in his words. "This knucklehead owes me for that hole jumping stunt I did." He jumped in after me? Frisk gaped at him, face red. "Hey, it's not your fault, kiddo. Who would've thought you'd end up under Mount Ebott?"

Yeah… who would have thought.

A week had passed since the group's unexpected arrival in the town. Since then, they had learned a few… interesting things about their new home.

Asgore had informed the monster population about the status of the barrier, and in groups, were brought to Gravity Falls. Some wanted to stay, finding their true home under the mountain, but a majority came to the surface. Ebott remained clueless of the transfers, not seeing the movement in the trees as they traveled to the other town.

Gravity Falls was more than welcoming. Turned out, they had their own monster population that lived in secret. And after the so-called Weirdmageddon, they were allowed to be more open around the townsfolk. It was temporary though. Once things settled, they would alert the world about the barrier, and begin the work of integrating them into society.

Frisk, Dipper, and Mabel got along quite well. Mabel claimed it was because Frisk wore a sweater too, but that just got them giggling. Dipper shared their interest in the paranormal and questioning of things beyond the norm, and had told them all about their adventures that summer. In return, they told them about their time in the Underground.

Sans kept cracking jokes, saying that they had found themselves a twin. It was hard to argue back.

It was only a few hours until they had to leave. It was the end of the summer, and Dipper and Mabel were heading back to California. Stan's memory had come back with everyone's help, especially Ford's. He was determined to bring his brother back. Sans knew the feeling. Thank goodness this kid didn't remember old timelines. They'd never forgive themselves for a genocide run.

What really changed how the week went… was when they finally got a chance to sit down with Sans, and talk about their time with everyone under the earth.

"Sans, how do you know who I am? You knew my name, before I mentioned it to anyone." Sans looked away, scratching the back of his skull. Shivering at the scratchy sound of the bone, Frisk leaned closer. They were up on one of the cliffs overlooking the valley, with the abandoned train tracks going from one side to the other.

"look, kid. you're… i knew ya before. there's these things called timelines, and with your soul trait, you're able to alter time itself. go back to a certain point and redo mistakes… or undo your entire journey and start again." Why… why didn't he tell them this before? "you've done this journey a lot, frisk. and i mean, a lot. you have any idea how it feels to be ripped away from your freedom?"

He was scaring them. Whoops. Frisk was shivering, head down and avoiding his sockets. "c'mere, kid." He wrapped an arm around them, and Frisk hesitantly looked back up. "not sure what happened during the last reset, but normally, you keep your memories. now… now you're someone entirely different. that's not technically a bad thing. this had been the most… unique timeline you've had. but here's the thing… are ya gonna reset?"

Frisk broke out of his hold, and violently shook their head. Why would they want to go back? After all they did? True, they… they wished they could have saved Asriel, but there was no way that could be done. Even if there was, they didn't want to reset and put Sans and everyone else back down there for a failed effort. Never, Sans!

Sans chuckled, and patted their head. He had assumed so. This kid was more thoughtful this time around. "thought so. hey, uh, one last thing." here goes nothing. "in previous runs, you usually got adopted by toriel. but i was, heh, wonderin' if-"

Frisk stopped him when they grabbed for their notebook, and showed him a single word. "Yes." They wanted to be apart of his family. They loved Toriel, yes, but they loved Sans more. He kept them safe, and cheered them up when they got sad. Maybe that alternate timeline stuff didn't make much sense to them, but he could relate to them the best. He was their dunkle after all. Sans beamed, and hugged the child. "hehehe. ha ha ha ha! frisk, you have no idea how much that means to me."

The two clung to each other, as the wind blew the towering pine trees branches over their heads. One for happiness, and the other for comfort. Now… to thank Grunkle Stan.

The monsters were intermingled in the crowd, watching Mabel and Dipper give their best wishes to everyone for the summer. Stan and Ford were clapping off to the side, and Ford discretely led Stan to the side of the house. Frisk blinked, and tugged on Sans' hoodie. Pointing at where they vanished, Sans shrugged at the kid's worry. "it's probably nothin', frisk."

"IS FRISK REALLY STAYING WITH US, SANS?" Papyrus asked. Once he had informed them of his wish to have the human join his family, they were all on board. Toriel was slightly disappointed Frisk wouldn't be staying with her, but congratulated Sans in his choice. He was a little young to be a father, but after looking over Papyrus for so long, he could handle it.

Stan and Ford returned to the stage, and called for everyone's attention. "Everyone, I have an announcement to make. Me and my… heh! Nerdy bro over here have some catchin' up to do. We're gonna be away for a while. That's why I'm shutting down the Mystery Shack for good." Stan declared, and everyone gasped and murmured at the news. Frisk blinked, equally shocked. Did that mean they would never see him again?

"You shut down your mouth for good!" Soos yelled, pushing past Dipper and Mabel. "I'm sorry, Mr. Pines. It's just that this shack is the most magical place on earth. Sure, the attractions are all fake, but dreams aren't fake!" He held up a mermaid taxidermy, and Frisk grimaced at the sight. "Like, this mermaid. It's not just a dead fish butt sewn to a monkey carcass. It's a marvelous creature that makes us believe that anything is possible. You shut down this shack, and you shut down our dreams! At least… my dreams." He dropped the dead animal, and took his hat off sadly.

The crowd awed at his words, and Frisk looked at them worriedly. The kids were concerned too. No one wanted the place to close, but what other choice was there? Stan sighed regrettably. "I'm sorry, Soos. It's just, there's no one around to run it. At least, there wouldn't be if I hadn't just found the perfect replacement." Stan took his fez off, and placed it on Soos' head. "Ladies and gentlemen, the Mystery Shack is under new management!"

Frisk applauded loudly, smiling. This was great! It wouldn't close after all! Sans ruffled their hair, enjoying the fact the kid was getting so into it. "You… you mean it, Mr. Mystery?" Soos asked Stan.

"You're Mr. Mystery now, Soos. Try not to burn the place down." Stan chuckled, whacking the hat on his head playfully.

The party wound down slowly after that. People began to return home, and so did the monsters that had come to watch too. At the end, it was just the Pines, Soos and Wendy, Frisk, and their family. Frisk was busy writing to Mabel, promising to be there at the bus stop to say proper goodbyes. And of course, exchange email addresses. Stan walked up the two, and tapped Frisk on the shoulder. "Hey, kid. Mind if I talk with ya for a moment?"

Frisk nodded, and Mabel walked off to the others to give them privacy. "Thanks, for… comin' back. Ya didn't have to, you know." Frisk shook their head. Of course I'd come back, Stan. "Heh. So, uh, me and my brother have been talkin', and I know that you've got the responsibility of dealin' with all these monsters, but I don't suppose you wouldn't mind joinin' us for a few weeks?"

Wh… what? He-he wanted them to join them? "I know, it's a silly idea, right? You've got that whole 'ambassador' thing goin' on, and you've just gone through whatever happened under that mountain. It's fine if you don't-"

"… S… Stah."

Stan froze, and stared in shock at the kid. Did they… did they just speak? "St… Stahhh… Stahhn." Everyone turned to Frisk in disbelief. Sans was equally shocked. Frisk was always silent. They had never, never spoken before, as far as he could remember. This voice, was almost silent, and showed signs of rarely being used. Frisk grinned, pleased with themselves. "Stahhn." It was quiet, and badly pronounced, but it was his name. Frisk had said his name.

"You can speak?" The first word this normally mute kid had ever said was his name. Tr-try not cry, Stanley. Frisk nodded again, and scribbled a quick note. "I want to go with you."

"kid, are ya sure 'bout that?" Frisk leaned around Stan, and nodded at Sans. They had made it clear they would need help with being an ambassador. They were only a child, after all. But that didn't mean they weren't done exploring the world. Asking questions, and searching for answers. Some time with Stan was just what they needed. They owed it to him, for having put him through that mess in the first place. "Gravity Falls first. Once you're used to the town, and everyone accepts, then we integrate with the rest." It was a plan. A rough plan, but a plan.

Sans moved over to the-his. His child, and grinned. "alright, frisk. but i'm comin' with. need to keep an eye socket, remember?" He winked, and Frisk giggled into their hands.

Frisk had come to the conclusion this world was weird. Weird, and wonderful. Things certainly had changed since they had that field trip. A family, new friends, and adventure to spare. Dipper was right. Why wish for it, when you've already got it? They wanted answers, and they got them.

Stan closed the lid of the car, wiping sweat from his brow. It had been a few days since the kids had gone home, and he had Ford were ready to head out to where their newly bought boat was. It was… interesting, and odd, that he had requested Frisk to come with them. But they were ecstatic to join him. Same with their Dunkle Sans.

Swear, that kid was some distant relative of his to come up with that name.

"heya." Stan jumped, and turned around to see Sans standing there with a bag of his own. Frisk held his hand, and waved at him. "sorry we're late. the others wanted to say their goodbyes first." Papyrus had bawled when he had to leave, but he had promised to call him every night. He still loved his bedtime stories. "where's ford?"

"Right here. Are we all ready?" Ford walked out of the Mystery Shack, a crossbow in his hands. Frisk gave a confused look, and he smiled. "There is no doubt we will encounter dangers during our travels. Not all of us can use magic."

"good thing i'm here, eh Frisk?" Frisk nodded, and Sans opened the door. "let's go, kiddo." Ford put the weapon back there with them. Several boxes were shoved on the side, so Sans ended up on the opposite side with Frisk in between. Moving into the passenger seat, Ford looked up at Stan.

"Ready, Stanley?" He asked. Stan nodded, and before he stepped into the driver's seat, his eyes caught a glimpse of the Bottomless Pit behind the house. Hard to think, that both of their adventures started with that stupid hole. Looked like it paid off for both of them in the end though.

"Ready." He sat into his seat, but before turning the key, he looked in the mirror at Frisk. "Hey, kid. Bet you're glad I didn't stop you from jumping into that thing, huh?" Frisk stuck out their tongue, but smiled back. "Still a weird kid, but, heh, that's what makes you so great."

Sans wrapped his arm around Frisk, and they snuggled into his side. Hehe. Thanks, Grunkle Stan. "Y… you… you're grea… t… too."