"I know another shortcut to the King's place," Toriel said, winking at Frisk, "But I don't know where Sans is, and I don't even know the layout of the castle. Also, there's going to be guards on the lookout for humans, there won't be many, but there'll still be some, and Papyrus will keep his brother there with everything he has. I think we should go back to my house and figure out a plan, so we don't get captured immediately."

Frisk thought for a moment, chewing on her bottom lip as she pondered a solution. She wasn't sure what to do. She just wanted her older brother back and happy.

"Let's go now," She said.

"There's no time limit for this," Toriel said, "We can just go to my house and talk this over some pie, figure out a good game plan that won't get you killed."

"No, we're going now," Frisk said, more firmly this time, "You already did enough to him, I'm getting him out now."

"But-"

"Now!" Frisk said, "If you want to make it up to him, you'll take me there right now using one of your shortcuts!"

"If that's what you want, child," Toriel sighed, waving over to Grillby, "Add it to my tab, can ya? I'll pay for it tomorrow."

"...Okay..." He said, not looking up at her.

"Let's get going then," Toriel said, turning in her stool and hopping off, making her way to the door.

Frisk followed eagerly, quickly walking after the short monster. The door shut behind them with a click as Toriel grabbed the human's hand, her left eye flickering a bright orange as her magic activated once again, whisking the two bodies away from the snow filled town.

And right into the heart of the castle.

"So then," Toriel said, letting go of Frisk's hand before shoving her hand into her hoodie pockets, "What's your plan, Frisk? I don't know the castle very well and you don't either, and unless we enter a fight with him, we can't see his soul."

"Well, do you know where the King is?" Frisk asked Toriel.

"He should be in the throne room," She said, "We'll just have to look at every room until we find him, unless you have a better plan. I got nothing, really."

"Can you take me to him? I can make him an offer while you go look for Sans."

"Are you crazy?" Toriel hissed, grabbing her shoulders, "That's a terrible idea! Did you listen to my story at all? I'm trying to protect you, not get you killed!"

"I'm going to make him an offer!" Frisk said, "If he gets the final soul, he'll have to let Sans go! Then Sans can be free with you and-"

"Child," Toriel said, "That's stupid, you'll die!"

"I really care about Sans!" Frisk argued, "And the reason why I jumped down into the mountain was to kill myself, Toriel, so I honestly don't care. Just get him and leave, hide him in your house!"

"But I made a promise to-"

"To what?" Frisk asked, "Protect me? You failed your first promise, and I don't want to see Sans upset! I know I haven't known him for too long, but he really feels like a brother to me, and I don't want him to be a prisoner when I could've done something. I already left the ruins, a monster is going to eventually find out I fell down. Just go get him, and when the barrier opens, use your shortcuts to take him somewhere safe. I'll be fine."

"...Fine!" Toriel sighed, grabbing her arm as her left eye glew once more.

And they appeared in the front of the throne room doors.

"Right through these doors is the King," Toriel explained to Frisk, "He's determined to free the Monsters. I know I can't stop you, but stay safe, please."

"The whole point is to die," Frisk said, taking in a deep breath, "But thank you, for leading me this far. Tell Sans I said thank you."

"...I will," Toriel said, looking away as Frisk opened the door before she vanished into thin air.

Leaving the last fallen human to face the King of all Monsters.

~~~~~~

Sans had refused to talk to anyone the three hours he had been up.

He simply lay there on the bed, his white eyes staring down at the carpet. He wouldn't get up to walk around, read, anything, he didn't move. Whenever someone walked in, his eye sockets went blank, and he ignored them. So far, Papyrus had come in four times, a Royal Guard member named Undyne had come in to introduce herself to the Prince, and those were his only visitors. None of them got a response, or even a glance from the skeleton. He was stubborn, that was one of Sans strong personality traits.

He could hear footsteps outside of his room, but he didn't bother to move. He was hoping he could just sink into the shadows of his robe and die, he couldn't handle all of the memories this room brought. He was on the verge of tears yet again, but he blinked them away.

He couldn't cry here, he had to keep himself calm.

He could hear door after door being swung open, which made him confused. Who was opening all of the doors outside, and what for? Was someone looking for something?

And finally, his room door swung open.

"Sans!" Toriels voice called out.

He frowned at her voice. After what she had did, he didn't want to look at her.

Every monster in his life made his life worse, he didn't want to be near monsters anymore. He missed the ruins, where they were so afraid of him they wouldn't talk to him. He liked that, the enjoyable silence.

So, once again, he didn't move to face the intruder. He simply pulled the robe hood over so it could cover more of his face.

"Sans, it's me Toriel!" Toriel said, walking up to the bed and kneeling on it, shaking his body, "Sans, C'mon!"

"...Go away..." Sans finally said, not moving.

"I'm here to get you out, Sans!" Toriel said.

"And why should I trust you?" Sans asked her, finally looking over his shoulder to lock eyes with her, "You sold me out for what, money? Fame?"

"I know, I screwed up," Toriel said, "Really badly, I know, but I'm sorry. And I'm going to get you out, then we can escape together and work this out!"

"And go where?" Sans muttered.

"I didn't tell anyone that you were in the ruins," Toriel said, "But we should get going quick, Frisk is talking to the King right now!

"What?" Sans asked, perking up.

"We'll have to grab her and use a shortcut," Toriel said, "So let's go!"

"But I'm chained here!" Sans said, pulling away the blanket to reveal the magical chain.

"Crap," Toriel whispered, "Um, I don't have the key, and I don't think we have enough time to go find it. So, you'll just have to stick to using your legs to running fast enough, I'll destroy the bed post so you can drag it behind you."

Toriel surged her magic through her hands, summoning a small fire ball above her hands. She then pressed them against the wood and watched it turn to ashes, falling to the side and freeing Sans from the constraints of his room. He quickly stood up, grabbing the chain and walking out of the room.

"Where are they now?" He asked Toriel with determination seeping through his bones.

"In the throne room!" Toriel quickly said.

For the first time in a long time, Sans sprinted. He usually walked, or speed-walked, but running wasn't often something he did. The ruins were pretty small once you got used to them, so he never found any reason to run, except for when he had to test Frisk.

"I know a shortcut!" Toriel said, trying to keep up with him.

"I know this castle like the back on my bones," Sans said, "I know the short cut there as well, just follow me."

Toriel felt frustrated. She didn't know what to do. What would happen if Sans got out with Frisk? He'd never trust her, and he'd probably be caught again. And there was no way the human would survive against Papyrus. He was too far in his plan to spare them, and they probably didn't have much fighting abilities. She'd be dead after some time.

They burst into the Throne room, Toriel slightly out of breath. And the sight was horrifying to Sans.

Frisk was beaten up on the ground, huffing and puffing. She had only one mere hit point left, a small blood trail seeping from her mouth. An utter look or horror was spread across her face she she looked up at the skeleton King, who was holding a bone in his head with a sad expression on his face.

"I'm sorry, human," He said, raising the bone above his head.

"Kiddo!" Sans yelled.

And for Toriel, everything happened in slow motion.

Sans ran forward as the bone was slowly moving towards the human child, her eyes widening as Sans stepped in front of her, his back facing Papyrus as his body absorbed the hit meant for her, knocking his H.P down to 0.

"SANS!" Toriel and Frisk both yelled at the same time as he fell to his knees, blood seeping from the wound and from his mouth.

"B-Brother?" Papyrus asked, his eyes watering as he realized what mistake he had just made.

"Y-You alright, Kid?" Sans coughed out, his bones trembling as he slowly started to dust away, "Ya know, being in the ruins was pretty lonely without you around, so I don't want to repeat that."

His body fully dusted, leaving his dust covered robe on the ground. Hovering above it was his white glowing soul, which shattered almost immediately.

"I'm so sorry!" Papyrus sobbed, covering his face as tears streamed put of his eye sockets.

Toriel covered her mouth, sniffing as the tears from earlier reappeared in her eyes.

"Sans!" Frisk sobbed into the robe, "I swear I won't lose you!"

Toriel's eyes widened as a glowing reset button appeared under her hand, it glowing brighter as she clicked on it.

"Wait," Toriel yelled, "You can rese-"

Reset

Toriel gasped, sitting up in her bed. She was in her room once again, the faint smell of pie dusting her senses. She glanced over at her calendar, looking at the date.

The date the human fell down, a few days before the events of what had happened.

"She knows how to reset..." Toriel whispered to herself.

She found a new source of determination within her soul as she narrowed her eyes.

This reset, she wouldn't make the same mistakes.