Encounter Ability Blocked

"Yes, errors," Frisky yelled as she stumbled away in response to the jolt. Not a good idea when her back was just being healed. "Damn it!" 

Sans felt his own skull and stumbled back a few times. He looked all around him and at the blue tube he was holding. His head felt fuzzy. "That's right, I was rubbing this on your back. What was that?" 

Frisky had been so alarmed with what happened, she had fallen onto her back. Her shirt was still covering her front, but not completely. He saw even more than he saw at Grillby's. Wow, humans have . . . pretty curves. 

"Someone's here. That wasn't me or Frisk," Frisky groaned as she pulled herself up. "Not a reset, but a jolt from someone new in the Underground." 

"Someone new?" Sans questioned her. 

"Yep. This is bad." Frisky turned away from him and slid the shirt back over herself. "This is really bad. Only Frisk and I should be here." 

 "How bad?" 

"Bad. Bad, bad." Frisky looked toward Sans. "I'm sorry, I haven't been forthcoming about everything. I am kind of a prisoner. We haven't had much one on one time, it's a lot to take in too, so there isn't much to –the Ruins?! Sans, I need two favors! I swear, if you do this, I'll tell you everything you've ever wanted to know. Unclassified, whatever, this is an emergency." 

That sounded too good to pass up. "What?" 

"I need the little device that Undyne took, and I need you to take us to the Ruins, the beginning of it. Your shortcut, quickly!" 

Undyne? If she didn't look like someone was about to die, he would have to take time to think about that. Her place was rather small, and there were limited places she'd put it. "Fine." 

It didn't take long to find it. He grabbed it, took a shortcut back to his place for Frisky, and one more to the Ruins. He handed it to her. "Better keep that promise." 

Inside the ruins, Frisky looked around. "Landing spot." She tried to run, but forgot about the ball and chain. When she fell from its weight, it landed her into an encounter with a whimsy. "Oh, not now!" She pressed FLEE. "Sans, you have to get this thing off!" 

He zapped the chain between the ball and her foot. "Afterwards, that goes back on. Now what's going on?" 

"Hang on." She ran into the hallway toward the golden flowers on the ground. "Okay." She looked toward Sans. "Um . . . I don't really know what to say, except that . . . I-I'm sorry about crashing everything you've ever believed in." Strange silvery light fell over her. "Then again, you above everyone else should probably know the truth." The MP3 beeped in her hand as she looked at it. She gestured with her finger for him to come over and pointed to her MP3 screen. 

teleportation . . . fail due to errors . . . correcting errors . . . pending . . . 

Reset power restored. . . 

Saving power restored. . . 

Reset memory restored. Transmitting data. Mission failed . . . Stats influencing missions being logged . . . 

transmission failed . . . pending . . . 

"Failed?" That didn't make any sense to her. 

"What is all that?" Sans asked. "Teleportation?" 

"Yeah, uh. I need to get back to figure out what's gone wrong, but . . ." Her reset and saving power were repaired, so what was wrong? 

 . . . transmission impossible . . . incoming message . . . 

Direct Order: Connect ASAP . . . 

"Oh no." Shoot. If only she had something more powerful than a third generation MP3 Camo device. Something was definitely wrong if they weren't letting her leave the Underground. She tried to stay calm, but this couldn't be good. 

. . . request calling . . . 

"I can't call you stupid thing. This is just an MP3 third generation Camo unit." Frisky had no choice but to wait until a default function of connection could be established. 

"Hang on." Sans was understanding some of it though. "Are you telling me you could have left the Underground at any point you wanted to?" 

"No, not as FRISK. I was in a permanently attached status until the mission was deemed over." 

 . . . request calling . . . 

 . . . request calling . . . 

 . . . text assistance available . . . 

"Finally." Frisky went into her default menu and found emergency contact. 

RESPONDENT 1: EMERGENCY ASSISTANCE IS NOT IN YOUR AREA. 

95452: WHAT EMERGENCY? 

RESPONDENT 1: CORRUPTION. ALL MISSIONS IN UNDERGROUND TERMINATED FOR 2 HOURS. INCOGNITO. 

"Incognito?" Sans asked as he looked at the small screen on the device. "Are you telling me humans have been visiting the Underground, in incognito?" 

"Um. Mostly." She continued her texting. She didn't have time right now for explanations. "Afterwards, promise. Explanation. Lots, Sans the Skeleton, lots." 

95452: REQUEST MORE INFORMATION. I HAVE NO FUNCTIONING DEVICE EXCEPT A THIRD GENERATION MP3 CAMO. I CAN'T EVEN TALK ON IT. 

RESPONDENT 1: ENEMY INFILTRATION. TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF. 

95452: CONNER, I MEAN IT! TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON! 

RESPONDENT 1: THE ENEMY IS IN THE UNDERGROUND. KEEP YOURSELF SAFE FOR ME. 

"The enemy is in the Underground." Sans looked straight back at her. Again. "Does that mean more humans? Or something else?" 

She just typed as fast as she could. 

95452: REQUEST IMMEDIATE ASSISTANCE! I NEED AT LEAST A NINTH GENERATION UPGRADE CONNER! 

RESPONDENT 1: I CAN GET YOU AN EIGHT UPGRADE. 

95452: RU FING KDNG?! I NEED A 9! 

RESPONDENT 1: I AM ONLY PERMITTED TO GET YOU AN 8, SWEETUMS. SORRY. 

95452: FINE, ASAP! 

She kept her left hand still and up in the air. As she heard the upgrade complete signal she opened the advanced menu. 

DUST ANALYZATION IN PROGRESS . . . 20 FEET . . . 100 FEET . . . 1000 FEET . . . ANALYSIS COMPLETE. FROGGIT. WHIMSY. VEGETOID. GOAT. 

"What. Is. That." 

The bone-chilling sound in Sans' voice brought her mind back to Judgment Hall. Later. If he wants to fight me and kill me endlessly again, then later! I have a new mission. I can't let guilt and shame sidetrack me. 

"What is that, 95452?" 

She didn't answer, but instead pulled up another running analyzation. 

HUMAN ANALYZATION IN PROGRESS . . . 

32 INCOGNITO 

4 CONDUITS, INCOGNITO. 

3 REVEALED 

 "We need to get back to Snowdin," she answered. 

"Goat." 

"Toriel. There's no other goat here." She closed her eyes. She tried so hard. Sans didn't make a sound next to her. "I could run another analyzation to see how close they are." She felt her device being yanked away, by one unpleasant looking Skeleton. 

"Why bother? More Monsters are just dying by doing that." Not happy, he was not happy. "Doesn't even matter anymore, does it?" 

"It does," she said softly. 

"Reset. Reset and begin again. Again and again and again . . ." Sans chuckled. "Heh. Look at me. I thought I actually escaped it all. Boy, was I a fool. But, in the end . . ." He looked at her device in her hand. "What are we? Play things?" 

*Encounter ability blocked 

"Encounter ability blocked?" Sans just gritted his teeth. "Do you really think I would-?" But, she disappeared. Gone. "Great. It would have just been another rehashed reset anyhow. Determination never did me a lot of good. It's all just useless anyway, but . . ." He stuffed his bony hands in his coat. "One more go round. Round and round and round . . ." 

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Ship 229: Location: Above Underground

She watched as her usual team surrounded her. She walked quickly while they tried to shove data reports at her. "Not now, trouble." She moved over to the computer and pushed down the microphone button. "Red alert, I repeat, red alert. Underground has been compromised by the enemy. Anyone with any kind of MP device, please locate and make sure all incognito members, and no MP status' are aware of the situation." She let go of the microphone button and took the first report. "Damn. Why are they swarming? The mission failed. Get Conner in here, now." 

"Baaaaaabe!" 

"Don't babe me, Conner." She marched toward him. "Now, I want to know, now! How does Sans the Skeleton remember so much? Who put that into the program? He has always just had a sixth sense, a way to read FRISK's face, but that's it. Did no one think I'd notice? Who approved him to actually remember and how far?!" 

Conner rubbed her neck. "Superiors, babe. It says they switched him to Guardian. Status shows the mission's failure didn't get logged." He raised his eyebrows. "So I can still call you Frisky." 

"Fine." Fantastic actually, that would work out in her favor. "Now, why would they switch that to Sans the Skeleton?" She demanded. "I need six soul soldiers for temporary alliance with DETERMINATION, now! Anyone from my old crew, first choice." 

"Maybe we should just let this finish and reset?" PATIENCE answered from her position. "Hi, DETERMINATION Frisky. Long time no see. Anyhow, are we going with a new reset position?" 

 "No, no reset. We broke FRISK down there, and I also took out PERSEVERANCE with Sans help." 

"Oh, Sans helped us? That's awesome! I wish I could have seen that. By the way, I reached King Asgore, and after that everything got fuzzy. I was released back here, but they still didn't say the mission was over. Failed or complete. I actually got demoted too! So I can't go with you. Weird, huh?" 

"I'm sorry you can't go then but I really don't have time for small talk. If I had time for something, I'd be chowing down on some real food and getting some real clothes." Frisky gestured to herself. "Corrupted. Not an easy fix, it took data. Anyhow, do I have six soul soldiers now?" 

"If we do this, the Underground could get extra corrupted. I don't think I've seen it get this bad with the readings already," Conner informed her. "A conduit should not dismantle down there. That's rule number one." 

"No. I am saving this timeline, I am not just leaving them down there," Frisky grunted. "Not this time, I personally can't do it. I need to get down there again. I will stall them, but I need six soul soldiers as soon as possible. Give them my location." 

"Frisky, new reports are saying that you can't do it. You must bring the conduit back onboard and abort." 

"No. I refuse. I am not leaving the Underground open like that. Besides, it's already corrupted. I am not risking any Monsters getting hurt," Frisky reasoned. "I'm going back down." 

"Oh, man." Conner finished looking through several reports. "Okay, you're right. You better get down there after all. We have way too many errors, we are about to lose our grip. You've got to reboot it." 

"No, FRISK is taking care of it," Frisky said confidently. 

 Conner handed the papers to her. "Afterward, Guardian needs to reboot." He stared at her. "And it's about to be toast in a battle in Snowdin, yeah . . ." He got on the microphone. "Six soul soldiers, stat!" He looked back toward her. "I'll send you back down. Sorry, I can't fix you. Our equipment won't do it, that was one big error." 

"I know. I'll have to get the enemy to do it." Frisky concentrated on the status reports on the ones coming. History, research, authentication numbers, everything on the enemies. They all had a similar weakness. "I can do it." 

"Sure?" 

"Positive. My pride will be hurt, but I do what I have to do to win." 

"Okay, just remember to use your wits. If you survive it all down there, motion shift as soon as possible and get the reboot done." 

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