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[underhunterfrisk]

Mr. Wolf and Mrs. Red Riding Hood

[anaami-the-witch]

~11~ Moving Forward

G tapped AT Frisk's knee with a tiny mallet, watching her leg flinch and kick gently. "Good," he said, doing the same to her other leg. When the same happened, he exhaled and said, "You're fine, my dear. But please tell me if something goes wrong; I really don't need your husband after me."

She giggled, hopping off his counter and walking to Sans, who'd been watching them the entire time. He wasn't possesive, but knowing Gaster was inside that crooked mind somewhere concerned him.

He immediately held her close to him, his blue eye meeting hers. "how do you feel?" He asked her.

She smiled, kissing his forehead. "Incredible," she whispered, happy to be in his arms again.

Fell Frisk was next, much to Fell's distaste. Despite making her body and bringing her back to him, he still didn't trust that handsy scientist. When G lifted her by the waist onto the table, Fell growled warningly.

G scoffed, checking her to make sure nothing was wrong. "I have my own wife to toy with. Why would I play with yours?" Fell looked ready to brawl, standing up suddenly. His little girl looked up at him and frowned. "Daddy, it's fine! He's just making sure she's okay. She was pretty tired getting into her new body."

He grunted and plopped down, waiting for G to finish with his wife. AT Aliza watched them but for a moment, before turning her attention to her parents. She smiled, unable to help but find them adorable.

Sans would probably never let Frisk go.

"And done," G said, helping her off the table. "I cannot believe I have to repeat myself, they just had to hold off," he grumbled, rubbing his jaw. 'Couples,' G thought. He then said, "Please remember that her body is fragile. Thankfully, there won't be any 'roughhousing'," only the parents caught that meaning, "But still. If her skin starts acting weird, come to me. Be careful bathing their bodies, even if I went through the long process of waterproofing them. If her soul acts up, if anything strange happens, come to me right away."

"you got it doc," Sans said, locking bony fingers with his daughter and mother. Fell simply nodded, holding his daughter while Frisk clung to his free arm.

G stared at them before waving them off. "Get out of my sight already, I've wasted enough time on you!"

"gee, someone lost their funny bone," Sans joked. Both Frisks laughed while Fell found it difficult not to. G looked about ready to explode, only relaxing once they got out of his house, good riddance.

He needed days worth of rest after this ridiculousness.

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Papyrus was relaxed, finally, laying in bed as he thought of the events that took place in the past few days.

Seeing Chara at his doorstep almost broke him. He couldn't believe his niece managed to bring her back.

Oh he knew from the beginning was G was planning, he wasn't that slick. But it was still shocking. He didn't let her go all day.

He worried for his Sans, however. Once seeing Frisk, he seemed to have broke a little more just as he was sewed back together with hope and love. Frisk cried and didn't let the fragile skeleton go all day.

Papyrus worried that he would dust from the shock. But he didn't, and Paps couldn't be more grateful for the strange scientist. He'd noticed that Rus and Aliza seemed satisfied somehow, he wondered if they had taken part in his project.

Nonetheless, he was simply content to see things calm down a little.

He heard news of his counterpart opening up just a little from his balled up state. Poor guy, he thought. But maybe things will get a little better.

He wasn't expecting a happy ending for any of them, nor was he expecting this paradise to last forever. But for now, Papyrus just wanted to enjoy his lover in his arms while he had her.

Chara looked up at him sleepily and asked, "Are you alright?" He grinned. "now that i have you, i think i will be." She grinned, wrapping her arms around the skeleton.

Neither knew how much time they had together. Hell, everyone but Grim didn't know if the souls would cling and stick to their bodies.

But for now, all they could have was hope and determination that for now, the daughters will have their mothers.

And the skeletons will have their wives.

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@mercy-monster

Next one is the last one 0^0

Characters and AUs belong to @axetale and Toby Fox

[underhunterfrisk]

???tale

[underhunterfrisk]

Red forest

[anaami-the-witch]

~9~ Anger of the Brute, Determination of the Lost

“open up, g! i know ya in there with our girls!” G sighed and held his patience. If he didn’t open the door, they’d break it down. With a spare few seconds to take a deep breath, he opened up the door, only to get shoved to the side. It didn’t hurt, but he found it pissed him off regardless.

Grim and Fell stormed in immediately, cornering him without hesitation. Both were breathing heavy and looking ready to break him to bits, but it was Sans who spoke first. “i think you should answer them mighty quick before they tear down this entire foundation, gaster.”

“I am not Gaster!” G snapped, wishing that he too, could deal some damage. “And I didn’t bring your children here, they came on their own!”

“liar!” Fell barked, moving his hand to punch him but instead punching the wall, successfully making a hole. “what’d ya do, promise them a betta life?!”

“I promised them nothing,” G growled. “I told Papyrus’ niece that I needed her assistance, she was the one who reached out to everyone else!!”

“what’d ya need help with, doc?” Sans asked, lingering near the front doorway.

“Helping you brutes,” G said, crossing his arms as he glared the trio down.

Grim snarled, ready to pounce as he growled, “who are ya callin’ a brute, gas? you’d know all ‘bout being a monster, treatin’ ya woman the way you do!”

“Honey?”

Everyone froze, but only Grim and G turned their heads. Frisk had appeared with a squirming, babbling baby. Her concerned look turned into absolute fear. It took Grim a moment to say, “frisk. i hope ya willing to cooperate with us. where are our babies?”

Frisk smiled warily. “My husband meant no ill will. Please think about this before you go in there. They’re in the last door down the hall. I’m sorry we caused such a fuss.”

Sans and Fell looked as if they were going to crumble where they stood. G nodded to Frisk, causing her to smile weakly, slowly walking out of the room.

Sans looked at G; only his golden eye could be seen. “….what did you do, g?”

G stood straight, pulling out a cigarette from his coat pocket. “I only did what They asked me to do. You heard my wife; your children are down the hall.”

—–

You can’t see anything at first. You can’t breathe, not that you need to. You feel stiff, but have the feeling you can move at the same time.

You feel gears twist and turn as you hear faint voices, first yelling, and then young feminine cheers. You want to see what the fuss is about.

You want to hear the cheers, see the precious children making them.

You then feel something else. You feel like you should wake up, like you should open your eyes. You want to wake up and hug the children.

You want to wake up and hug your daughter.

You want to wake up.

You need to, to see your soulmate and tell him it’s all okay. You want to hold him, to tell him yourself that everything will be okay.

You want to tell him you love him.

You love your daughter, your family.

You want to live again.

You…

You are DETERMINED.

….

…

..

.

“…. Mom?”

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@mercy-monster Someone’s awake~

Characters and AUs belong to @axetale and Toby Fox

[anaami-the-witch]

~12~ Epilogue

"i didn' cry like a baby!" Fell growled, refusing to look at Grim who'd called him out for it. unable to hold back, Grim let loose a roar of laughter. Grim's Aliza hit his arm gently and said, "Daddy, that isn't funny! You would cry too!"

Grim said proudly, "would not! i'm stronger than him, i wouldn' cry!" In her wheelchair, Frisk chuckled, rubbing her husband's arm. Men and their pride. She then looked to her counterpart and asked, "Are you feeling okay?"

She smiled and said, "I'm feeling much better than yesterday. Sometimes my husband hugs too hard."

"Can you blame him?" GH Frisk asked, laughing with her.

Both Axefell skeletons paused to watch their wives talk to each other, Fell's daughter clinging to his arm as she giggled. She could get used to having four parents and a sister.

The big red skeletons glanced at each other. There was still distaste, still slight envy, but Fell couldn't complain. And neither could tell the other to get.

It seemed like their daughters and wives got along really well.

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Papyrus yawned, standing outside as he waited for Frisk to introduce his brother to his lost counterpart. He wasn't sure how well it would end, but with both skeletons healing some, it wouldn't hurt if she tried.

He'd actually talked to a nervous Rus earlier, the skeleton seemed like he was getting used to everyone just a little more, which was good.

A noise behind him caused him to turn his head. It was Frisk, and she had a finger placed on her lips as she signaled him to get closer. Papyrus complied, following Frisk into AT Sans' home. They got to a room before she had Papyrus stop moving.

They both peeked into the room and Papyrus could barely hold back a huge grin. AT Papyrus was doing puzzles with AS Sans. They were quiet and awkward, but smiling naturally. When he finished the puzzle, Papyrus smiled and laughed. Sans followed suit before doing another puzzle with him.

AS Frisk and Papyrus backed off, Frisk looking like she was about to cry. "They're healing," she whispered, tears building up in her eyes.

He nodded and grinned. "they are." Sans was going to love to hear about his brother's actions when he got back.

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The skeleton locked hands with his lover, the two watching his child run around in the snow with AS Aliza.

Sans grinned, only his blue eye being shown. Frisk smiled at him and asked, "Are you happy?"

"yes, but i'm worried too."

Confused, she asked, "Why?"

Sans sighed, clutching the locket around his neck, reminding himself that his wife was right beside him, that he didn't have to hurt alone anymore. "how long will this last? i don't know how or why we were brought here, but it won't last forever."

Frisk smiled, stopping and halting Sans from continuing. "I think we'll be okay."

"and if we aren't? what if some forces decide to play with us again? what if you don't come with us when we're put back in that hellhole?"

Frisk cupped his cheeks and said, "We will deal with that when the time comes. But for now, you have me, okay? Let's focus on now. That's all we have right now."

Sans grinned wide, tearing up again. He didn't want to lose her, didn't want to think about it. She was right. They couldn't control anything. All they had was now, the future be damned. As he held his mate close, he closed his eye and exhaled.

If this was a dream, then he never wanted to wake up.

----- end. -----

This wraps up the Living Dead AU! I hope you guys enjoyed it, it'll probably be the only other happy ending these skelebros and human gals will have.

@mercy-monster

I will likely not make another one of these for a while. I'm not too creative and this of course wasn't my original idea. It was Mercy, A and B's bases that I used to get me this far. Either way, if I do, Mercy will be the first to know. ^ ^

Characters and AUs belong to Toby Fox and @axetale.

[anaami-the-witch]

Doing the Impossible

Before I begin, I need to say that Undertale belongs to Toby Fox and Axetale's official blog and owners, as well as the artist and writer that gave me the idea is @axetale and @mercy-monster.

With the copyright out of the way, I'd like to point out that this idea originated from an ask given to Mercy of "What if the Axe AU Gang ended up in the same world where fighting and killing was prohibited?

Her answer left me giddy but also really sad for some of the characters. Then I got to thinking of a "What If" scenario. This is a scene of AU Frisks and Chara visiting Axe G!Sans in the form of butterflies with a plea, one not unlike Hapstablook's to Alphys. I may or may not do continued drabbles or an epilogue since I am having a severe case of writer's block, but please enjoy regardless.

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'Bring us back'

'We aren't gone'

'They need us, can't you see?'

If his whole face was shown, he would have scowled, but his smile flipped around was enough. They fluttered around him, desperate now that they see their lovers possibly need them more than ever.

It was melancholy for the Sanses without their lovers, UF Sans especially. None of them could figure out if this situation was better than being on their own in their worlds. It truly didn't help that they couldn't fight one another, although that wouldn't have helped anything either.

G inhaled the cool air around him, including the smog that came from his cigarette. "I wouldn't ask for that," he muttered, knowing damn well They could hear him. "I've seen 'em all, you could break them."

And still they fluttered, begging and barely grazing his bandaged skull. He growled, waving them away from his face. "Your return would not heal them. What could I possibly-!"

'Give us bodies'

"Impossible," he grunted, taking in another puff. "You aren't monster souls; there's no way I could bring any of you back." His eye then lit up. He cared little for the others to feel happiness, the souls fluttering around him included. However, the thought of their souls taking over husks... Seeing them walk around, talk, survive; it was enticing and inviting.

Finding a cure would always be a first for him, and he cared little for the voice that echoed reason and pleading. He didn't feel too sure. 'what if it was you?' He straightened up, piting his counterparts for a few measly seconds.

He felt the need to give in to their pleadings. Maybe it was possible. It was at their expense either way; he nor his beautiful wife and daughter had to suffer. He grinned wickedly, pressing the end of his cigarette up against the temporary house that was his home. He'd have no idea how long it would take, nor did he know if he'd finish well before they were all sent back to their hellholes.

But he might as well entertain himself. He lifted a hand, letting one of the butterflies land, red and glowing with determination. He chuckled to himself and said, "We shall see if you can possess a husk, dear~ But do not say I didn't warn you. This will be a suicide mission from start to finish."

He would need supplies, items he did not have with him. Knowing damn well approaching everyone else was a bad idea, he set his eyes on the eldest Aliza out there; the frail girl with a brutal uncle for a bodyguard. Who knew if they had the supplies he needed? She seemed the most stable to approach, but that would have to wait.

He heard a faint cry inside and did not hesitate to run in right away. There lay his precious daughter, crying for her mother. He lifted her from her cradle, shushing her gently and clinking his jaw on her forehead tenderly. "Daddy's here, little one. Mommy will be here soon, don't you worry." He hummed gently, glancing down at his beloved as she slept deeply. He might have taken a little too much blood this time again, but the tender smile that appeared on her sleeping form made him feel less of a monster, at least for now.

For now, he felt both sides of him relax. Little Aliza timidly touched his skull, causing him to hum in happiness, holding her carefully, gently. She cooed, looking up at the butterflies above as she drifted off to sleep. "Dream well, little one," he whispered, looking up as the astral forms. "Tomorrow will be a busy day for us."