The Extra Variable

Authors note:

 

() Indicates a thought

 

{} Indicates a POV (Point Of View)

 

<> Means a place

 

Frisk and Chara are female and my OC is a male, Alright?

 

Undertale is owned by Toby Fox A.K.A. Annoying Dog. But I DO own my OC, If ya wanna use him, PM me

 

First story! :3 Please tell me things to improve it

 

This is after a LOT of resets, literally and I do mean a LOT of them.

 

 

 

Chapter 1

The Extra Variable

 

{Frisk’s POV} <Bed of golden flowers>

 

….

 

….

 

But nobody came…

 

How many times has it been? Thirty? Forty? Who knows, besides, no one knows the resets except Sans anyways…

 

Who’s making this loop? It’s not Chara OR Sans… Then who? I’m becoming like how Sans was feeling on my resets, tired…

 

It’s been a while since I’ve done an actual ending, and if I try to, it’ll�"Or whatever or whoever is doing this thing is�"would take me back, to the bed of golden flowers…

 

What or who is doing this? And for what reason? I just… I just want to be happy again… I want to be a True Pacifist again.…

 

“Another reset, is it Frisk?” A voice said. Of course, it was Flowey.

 

“Yup, whatever�"or whoever�"is doing this, he’s not gonna give up anytime soon” I said while laying down on the bed of flowers, mentally tired and, actually a little surprised, this is the first time Flowey has came to ME. I used to be brave at the first few resets, but now, I always sigh with hopelessness, fear, anxiety and determination, as always.

 

“I’m just as tired as you Frisk…” Flowey said. I was actually surprised it didn’t want to kill me and said he was tired…

 

“Jeez, I’m really tired of this persons sh** I mean, what does he want?!” A voice said…It was Chara still stuck in my soul…  Ever since the first Genocide Ending.

 

“You know what, how about we just do what we do?” Said Flowey. I really didn’t want to… But there’s no choice, is there? No… I know there’s hope! Somewhere… I know there is.

 

{???’s POV} <???>

 

“Now kid, let’s test your powers…” Said ??? (2) “Hey, what are you going to do to me?” Said ??? “Let’s just say that you will be performing…” Replied ??? (2)

 

Welp, I guess that’s what I get for trying to steal stuff. What do they mean by “perform” though? The guy left…

 

Oh, by the way, my name is Karima. I know, very Japanese like right? How am I, a Japanese person, have blonde hair, wear a jacket with a hoodie, and talk American? Oh, and wear leather pants and sneakers. The Japanese side is from my mom, the American side is from my dad, don’t ask.

 

I was lying in the “cell” they prepared for me. Not exactly your typical prison cell, more like a laboratory cell. I am in a lab, yes. These “monsters” if you can call them that, captured me here. Trying to steal some noodles.

 

So anyways, my name is Karima, I am 15 years old, and I… well… I’ll tell more of my story later, here comes the yellow dinasour.

 

“H-Hi! M-My name is A-Alphys!” Stammered Alphys. Why was she/he so nervous? Is this her/his first time? I’m guessing because Alphys could be either gender. But if this IS her first time, then I’m dealing with a newbie.

 

I get up in my jacket and usual clothing like I mentioned previously. Also, I’m wearing a plain T-shirt underneath my jacket. I put both of my hands inside my pockets. “Well, what now?” I said plainly. “Um… Oh! I need to let you out and escort you to your… “Testing” Chamber.”

 

Well dang.

 

The glass door opened and I walked out. “A-Anyways, this way, uh…” “Karima.” “Right!” If you couldn’t tell, the second one was me. She/He just walked/shuffled and I followed, guess they don’t like handcuffs here.

 

Anyways, after a couple of minutes we arrived at a door and then Alphys opened it. I saw a platform with a spotlight on it. “You need to go there!” Well, here goes nothing. I went past Alphys and got into the center of the spotlight, it’s small…

 

Suddenly a bunch of lights went on and a big crowd was in front of me! Ok…

 

“Good luck Karima!” Alphys shuts the door. “Hey!” I tried to get her, but it was too late. The door was closed. I then kicked the door with rage… And then notice a big “Ratings” sign. Ok I have no idea what’s going on.

 

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Authors note:Thank you for reading this! I know, this is bad. I just started ok! But if you like it�"or not�"it’s all ok! No need to favourite or review, your choice! Anyways, I’ll update the story in a few days or so. Thanks again!