The rest of this will focus on Fun level 65 (where Magi was married to Sans once), Fun level 74 a little bit, the Original Dimension, and Princess Frisk. However, I want to spend most of the last of the time on Level 5, damaged. After a couple more chapters, the main focus will remain almost completely on it.

I wish I could draw. I have a feeling this would have been so much easier as a comic. You could have each character look a little different and always know whose talking or which universe you were in. I did what I could though. However, in my next story, I'm not doing parallels. I refuse. Too tough via print for me at least.

But enjoy!

Original Dimension

"Now, Papyrus," Gaster warned him. "What we are doing isn't exactly tried."

"Just do it," Papyrus insisted. "Split my soul."

"Too much wrong determination, magic, and tech together could result in something catastrophic." Alphys looked toward Gaster. "Are we sure? Can't we just split off a section, so if he goes . . . h-he doesn't really go?"

"It didn't work like that. It copied whole dimensions. That's too powerful, and it will mess up what we have achieved," Gaster said. "Besides, having all of Papyrus there, Sans will be watching everything that much-"

GONG!

Gaster winced as well as everyone else as they all heard a screech, worse than fingernails on a chalkboard. "What is that?"

Gee. Let's see. Oh. It's. Meeee.

"Oh. Oh dear." Gaster looked toward Papyrus. "It seems when you came over, you . . . may have forgot something? Your other Amanda?"

"Oh. Yes." Papyrus stopped. He didn't mean to do that. Sans had Frisk and a family, and he knew Gaster needed more help. He felt like he had no one else but Sans to worry about. But, that's because he openly avoided the other part of him. He wasn't ready to deal with it, not after losing poor Amanda.

GONG!

Everyone covered their ears again, or where their ears should have been.

"Papyrus," Gaster said. "Go say something to your wife."

"I'm not a wife," Amanda's voice yelled. "No way, no how, but what the heck is going on?! I was resting, Papyrus right next to me, as always, and then all of a sudden I wake up and he's gone. I look around to ask Frisk about it, and she's gone. I go to ask Night or Morning, and they are gone. I go check Sans and Asriel! Are we getting the picture here?! Where is everybody?!"

"Uh?" Shoot. Papyrus had memories of level 74 and level 5. "Sorry. Sweetie Plum?"

"Sweetie Plum my ass, where's my Papyrus?" She paused a second. "Where is everyone? There are just some dragons around here now."

"Oh. Well, that's easy," Papyrus said. "Uh, I formed as one by going to the Original Dimension. We tried to take some dragons, but ended up taking several more, but Frisk got snagged because she is joined with another you in another dimension, and this messed up Morning and Night and the newborns. We saved them, sort of, and now Sans is over in Fun level 73 to help out Princess Frisk who is holding Night and Morning. I am going to be heading as a soul to help out Sans in Fun level five since that Frisk now has either Sunny, or Night and Day that way she can break naturally from that Amanda."

Amanda didn't say anything at first. They waited.

GONG! GONG! GONG! GONG!

"Um, Papyrus?!" Alphys yelled over the sound. "Maybe you should calm your intended down?"

Papyrus nodded, but didn't know what to do. "Um? Are you okay?"

Are you high? Get back over here!

"That's not really an option," Papyrus said to her. "I have to help Frisk or she'll be stuck forever never being whole." He didn't hear a reply for awhile. "I am sorry?"

Sorry? You're sorry? She didn't say anything for a bit.

"You are stuck too," Papyrus said, trying to explain a little better. "Your soul can't move on and be whole either until we do this."

Did you even consider telling me you were leaving?

Hurt. Ooh, heavy hurt. Papyrus knew he messed up. He was so confused enough with his troubled past with the other Amanda, that he didn't even think about his other self with her. That, it kind of, felt wrong. He put that version completely out of his mind.

But, it was with him now. He was a part of him. I should have told more than Amanda, I should have told my other self too. Even if he didn't understand how those two got together, he should have done something. "I couldn't change it. Gaster needs help up here. Even Sans really needed to be here."

Yeah? Oh yeah? They heard a scoff. Whatev. I? I am going to go sleep with a hot guy. Night.

"What?" Papyrus asked confused.

"Oh-oh-oh!" Alphys butted in. "Wait, wait, wait! Uh, it's not what you think? Your Papyrus, he didn't even know. I-it was a different side. I'm sure the Papyrus you love still cared. Don't do that," she pleaded. "It'll hurt him. He wants to be with you."

He? Doesn't even remember me, and I can freakin' tell.

Alphys looked toward Papyrus. "Say something comforting to her? She's hurting. A lot."

What could he say? He didn't know what to say. "You must be whole again," Papyrus said. "Your life is nice, but the other parts of you went through a lot that they shouldn't have. Things happened that, well, that they didn't deserve."

I don't want to talk to you anymore.

That. Was that? Oh no. I know that sound. Amanda was very strong with as much determination as Frisk. She was also more rebellious and she spoke her mind. She never cowered and dealt with the ups and downs as she could. But, he heard something he hadn't really heard before from her. "I didn't mean to make you cry."

I'm not crying.

"I know that sound very well. And I, I am very sorry that I made you cry. I don't like to make people cry. I just want everyone to be happy. Please stay happy?"

Alphys shook her head. The sounds weren't changing. She was either crying, or she was on the verge of tears.

"It won't be long." Papyrus couldn't help it. It-it hearing her like that. "I'll get Frisk to be okay, it won't be long."

You always try to cuddle up with me right away at night. I usually make you back off a bit, but, after a little while you usually had your hand on my belly. Cause . . . cause you cared about sparing me the pain.

That's right. Even Sans rested his hand on Frisk's belly every night he could. She has no one to give her comfort. I took him away. I took away the part of me that did that. I . . . "I release you. I release any and all actions that have placed you as my wife. I have placed you in harms way, and I-I want you to find another monster . . . t-to . . ." Why was it so hard? He didn't even know her that well. Yet . . . "rest his hands upon you to lessen your pain." Oh no. Why?

He felt Alphys hand on his backbone, as well as Gaster's. Why were they doing that? Then he noticed it. There was a blue intensity coming from his chest. Something in him hurt so much, he actually manifested a heart.

Everyone heard a light sigh. Not your wife. Term is girlfriend in trouble or something. Or maybe steady girlfriend. . . whatev. Not gonna do whatever you say 'cause you say it. I am going to go find a hot guy to help me out though. Let's just hope our kid doesn't become a flame-broiled whopper when Grillby lays his hands on my belly. Even call them hands. Oh please don't let me have to use a random dragon.

Grillby? Papyrus wanted to shout in delight that she found a solution, but another part suddenly felt like dousing Grillby with water to see what happened. Those weren't very nice thoughts. In fact, the thought of anyone doing what he should have been doing was starting to bother him. Severely.

///////// "Why? It's not like I push." Amanda looked toward him. "You got Frisk's number or something?"

"Sans really wants alone time with his family on vacations," Papyrus said. "I'm sorry. Do you want to hug?"

"No." Amanda sulked. "I just want to rant how every guy always just wants to fuck around and then leave. Then when you find the good guy, somehow he still ends up doing the same thing and for some stupid reason you couldn't see it."

"Oh." Papyrus stroked his chin bone. "Monsters don't have that problem much. Lucky to even find someone."

" . . . so do you have Frisk's number?" Amanda asked again. "Sans must have left you an emergency number."

Papyrus shook his head. "No, but it's okay!" He moved toward her with his arms wide. "I, The Great Papyrus, will give you a hug and make you feel better!"

Amanda seized up as he started to hug her. "I, The Great Amanda, will kick your ass if you don't let go!"

"I will have to take that risk," Papyrus said. "Besides, I don't have that to kick."

"Well. You are one." He was still hugging her. "Give me Frisk's number. Now. I'll set this whole place on fire. Private space you jackass, knock it off."

Papyrus let go. "I am not Frisk, but I can hear your problems. I can make you feel better."

"No."

"But you are hurting."

"I'm fine."

"But I don't like people hurting. I like them to be happy. Especially you!" Papyrus said. "You are my Sister's best friend. That makes you my best friend."

"Hrm." She was calming down, her hands more on the table. Papyrus came closer and gave her another hug. This time, she didn't say much. "Why are you so happy all the time? Why do you have to keep making others happy all the time?"

"What do you mean?" he asked. "You do the same thing. Whenever anyone in my family has a problem, you've always been right there. Through thick and thin. Even with problems that most would shy away from, you stick beside them. You hug too. Just . . . in a different way."

"Even with my different way of hugging," Amanda said slowly, "guys still see me coming a mile away. I can't hug. I've had too many times where I wasn't hugged back."

"Oh. Well?" Papyrus tightened his grip. "You can hug me back? Because you never have to worry! I will always hug back. In fact, I'm hugging you right now."

"Oh yeah, you are." Amanda seemed confused on whether she would leave the hug again.

"You'll feel better to hug back," Papyrus said. "And with me, you have little choice! Just ask Sans. He used to not. Sometimes, he's not in the right mood, or I lift him up too high off the ground. Eventually though, he hugs back."

"It's just a hug," she said slowly. "Not even talking my problem out. Won't do much." She eyed him. Then hugged him briefly before letting go again.

"Well! That's a start."/////////

"Papyrus?" Alphys shook him gently. "You okay?"

Papyrus touched his cheek bones. They were wet. "Yes. Uh. I had a memory of a time I didn't think I had." He knew Fun level 5, and Fun level 74. How could he have something new? That was all he remembered. Just a teeny, tiny spot. One single conversation. But. New. "Gaster. There might be a way to control memories after all."

"You had new ones?" Gaster asked him.

"One. One is enough to know what I did wrong." Papyrus moved toward the pod. "It will split me into two, correct?"

"Wait, wait!" Gaster said as he watched him climb into the small mechanism.

"A little cramped," Papyrus said, "but I will make it work. Close the door."

"This will not be like a copy," Gaster said, not letting him close the door. "You will never be yourself again. I don't know how it reverses when two bodies are made."

"Just my soul needs to be in Fun level 5 for Sans," Papyrus said, "but I am needed in Fun level 74 too. A little monster that is not born yet. I can't just leave it up to Amanda to find someone to take care of her. She will be in vast amounts of pain, unstoppable pain if I don't do my part each night. She will want to die, and the chances that her delicate human skin wouldn't get punctured and she'd . . . I won't risk it!"

"Um?" Alphys came over closer. "We should be able to pull him back together, as long as another body of him isn't formed. It's quantity of quality. So, can we do that for him?"

"If the large oaf wants to be there for Sans, but he wants to be there for my sister too, I see no other way," Asriel agreed. "What say you, *Shining Brothers?"

Abe and Gabe looked toward each other.

"What do you mean by that?" Gabe asked. "We're not brothers. But, uh? I mean, I don't know."

"I think you are very brave, Papyrus." Undyne came over and saluted him. "A monster above monsters, splitting yourself into an unknown fate for the good of everyone else."

"Even if you only send part of your soul to Fun level 5 to help Sans," Gaster reminded him, "this is still untested. Untried. We know from previous experiences by now what terrible consequences can happen from this sort of thing."

"I have to be there for Sans, but I can't just leave a little one that I helped create just to fend for its own. I won't do it," Papyrus said. "I'd rather someone just cut off all my hit points forever. I will take the risk and the blame. So please?"

"There's no guarantee that any part of you will remember everything perfectly," Alphys warned him. "I know that you know that, but I want you to really know that too? Okay?" She looked toward Gaster.

Gaster didn't look pleased. "You are putting your trust in a machine . . . that I built when I was only 400 years old. The same machine that screwed up your own son."

"The same machine that saved his life though," Papyrus reminded him. "I will take full responsibility. You are not twisting my arm to do this. I want to do this. It's the only way to make everyone happy."

"When you regain consciousness in Fun level 74, contact us so that we can judge how much you remember. I will try to parcel out what I can from each, to make you more balanced, but I can't just select the part of you that used to be in Fun level 71. Your soul is one now, and no longer has that ability."

"Yes." Papyrus didn't say much. "Enough to take care of her. Now, Sans?"

"Is getting a large dose of reality coming his way," Gaster said. "I hope you remember enough to help your brother. As for me, I have done all I can for you two. I must concentrate now on being a Royal Scientist with Alphys." He turned to look toward Asriel. "Who shall we take next? I suggest the former queen."

Papyrus closed the lid. This fight was his, and his alone.

"Goodbye, Papyrus," he still heard from Alphys as the machine started to whir.

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Fun level 5: Damaged

Frisk listened to the shorter skeleton as it focused on Amanda's voice. How does it hear her? Can it hear me?

"Better believe I can," he responded as his strange eye sockets glared at her with little dots of light. "How do you know about Papyrus? Who are you?"

She doesn't remember. They've been manipulating her, taking away her memories above. All she knows is her name is Frisk, and she's had bad nightmares as far back as she can remember, which doesn't go much than three years. So if you want to yack about your Pap, I'm the one to yack too.

"It's true, Brother."

Sans looked beside him and saw a ghostly apparition in the shape of his brother. "Oh. Dream Papyrus is back."

"More than a dream," it said to him. "Also, please be nicer to Amanda. She is my wife."

Uh? That part was never in his visions of Papyrus. "Kay?"

Not wife. Past tense. I'm just a soul anymore, and what the hell are you doing here without a body?!

This. Sans did hallucinate and see Papyrus. Mostly in the early days, after his death. Trying to rebuild his life, and finding a way to go on, he heard his brother's voice. He heard old conversations they used to have. He even swore he saw him. Not very long ago, he had another dream. Vivid, outside Burgerpants' shack.

Sans wanted to walk away again, pretend he wasn't even involved. Like he didn't hear multiple voices in his head, and see a floating visual of Papyrus around him. Also, that that dream Papyrus wasn't talking to the other voice, having a conversation with it right now. Oh shit, monsters around here are right. I really have gone nuts.

"I am here to help," Papyrus said to the voice coming from the human. "I am here to . . ." he stopped. "I am here for a reason. I know that you were my wife, and I wanted to be here for you. There was also something else."

"Gee? Ya think maybe getting Frisk out of here so she doesn't get a chance to do anything that will tarnish our souls?"

"Oh yes, that," Papyrus said. "Something about that too. More than that. There was . . . oh yes. Frisk is pregnant, that's right. I am here to make sure Sans doesn't hurt her baby."

"What is going on here?!" The unknown Skeleton said toward Sans. "Why is a ghost of Papyrus communicating with you?"

Sans shrugged. Okay, so two voices from a human. One of those voices talked to dream Papyrus. The other Skeleton could hear Papyrus. The other Skeleton took Monster Kid, so Sans knew it was real. Okay, get it under control, Sans! This isn't good for you, this can't be real. Hearing Papyrus' old words is one thing, him talking about these humans as a wife and pregnant, it's entirely weird! That's not what I would imagine he would say! "What the hell is going on?"

What is going on? The main voice from inside the human spoke. Pregnant? I'm not pregnant. You have to do things to get pregnant, and I've not done any of them.

"What?" The other Skeleton looked toward Frisk. "That's not possible. She didn't like anyone. Well, no one that would have been with her." He snapped his fingers and the human's soul came back up. "I see nothing different."

"Her soul is joined with Amanda. You can't separate it to really see inside of it," Papyrus said. "It is invincible, and that invincibility is keeping them from . . . from doing something. We had to get her pregnant so that something could happen . . ."

"I just." Sans held his bony hands out. "I'm going home. I'm getting some fries, I'm taking out my special occasion brewskie to drink, and I'm shooting away. This is crazy and not for me." He gestured to the human. "Good luck. Don't kill anyone except maybe this other skeleton. Bye."

"No, no, no!" Papyrus protested. "Not happening, you cannot leave." He gestured toward the other Skeleton. "And you? If you could just separate them, that would be splendid. It's very necessary to split them to . . . to do something."

"You exist, but you are not yourself." The other Skeleton approached Sans' side. He waved his bony hand through Papyrus. "You're just a soul."

"With shape, but not for much longer," Papyrus said. "I mean, I doubt for much longer."

"Yeah. Where's the other half? How'd you do that?" The other Skeleton waved his bony hand through him. "You joined, and then split. You were in the original dimension, weren't you?!"

Sans watched the other Skeleton take off. After he left, the human started to walk away quickly from him. "What was all that?"

"My son," Papyrus said. "He was uh . . . he's not so well off, neither is my wife. Neither is that human. I don't remember exactly the details correctly, but I know that Frisk is pregnant, and that you need to help watch out for her, Brother. As the soul inside of her grows, she will not be so invincible. She will slow down, and then when she's ready to pop, she'll be an average, weak and nothing special human."

" . . . Pap?" Sans reached toward the figment of his brother's voice. "You were . . . you can't be, I mean, I saw you." His voice shook. "It can't be."

"I came back to you, Sans," Papyrus assured him. "I am not dead. Well, I am a soul, but I am not dead. The other half of my soul and my living body is with my living wife. Once the human's soul is freed from Amanda's though, we all get a second chance."

"A-A second chance?"

"Yes. We can be together again. Undyne. Asriel. Even Gaster. Everyone, and without a barrier. Just watch out for the human when it becomes weaker, and when it happens, help her survive. That baby's survival determines this world's survival!"

"And yours?" Sans asked, daring to hope. "You too . . .B-Bro?"

"Yes, I as well," Papyrus insisted. "If there is one thing I know, it is I, The Great Papyrus, will be here for all of my family!"

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He had to know. Sans teleported straight into Burgerpants with Papyrus' visage next to him. True, for a short time, a living visual of the soul could be seen, but for how long, Sans didn't know. Usually everything was quick, but he did say Gaster was involved. If anyone knew about souls, it would have been Gaster.

Sans didn't know what he wanted. For everyone to keep eating, and realize that he himself had gone so mad that his visions no longer made sense and were mixing with reality. Or, if he wanted them to react. In which case, dream Papyrus was no longer a dream. "Uh, hey?" Sans said to Burgerpants. "I'll take a fry. Papyrus? You want anything?"

Burgerpants stared at the vision of Papyrus. Sans watched as food was literally dropping out of customer's mouths, and some of them went screaming out of the shack. "So." He looked toward Papyrus.

He was real.

"I don't know how long I can stay like this," Papyrus said. "I can't remember everything Gaster said. The scary thing is, is that what I do know, my other self probably won't. I still remember a great deal of things. Oh, I hope he knows enough that he can help her." He looked toward Sans. "Even when I am not here anymore, Sans, I will still be here. I am riding within your soul. Sorry about the invasion of privacy, but I couldn't risk you hurting the human."

Sans pushed his bony fingers toward Papyrus. He could have gone through him, but he didn't. He stopped at the visual of his rib cage, and patted him like he used to. "Pap. It's been hell." He didn't even care about the sound of tears hitting the floor. It sounded like someone pouring water, but that's how long it had been since he allowed himself to feel again. The body could only manifest tears for so long. He was soon standing in a puddle, his light guiders feeling more like bleary eyes as he stared at Papyrus. "Don't ever leave again?"

"Oh, Sans." Papyrus held his arms out and then hugged himself. "I wish I could give you the biggest huggy hug I could! I'm so sorry you've been left alone, Brother. I promise, I will be here with you from now on. As long as you protect the human when she will need it."

"Anything you want. Just don't leave," Sans pleaded.

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"You take care, Kid." Sans said as he tied Papyrus' old cape around his mid-section. He did that soon after Papyrus passed away. Maybe that would make his brother feel more at home, to have his old cape around him. "Try not to die, okay?"

"But, where are you going?" Monster Kid asked. "I don't get it. Why do you have to leave us? What'll you do for a job? Sans? What are you going to do?"

"I invested my money in catsup." Sans knocked him on the shoulder lightly. "I'm a Skeleton. I can survive on catsup."

"But what about friendship?" Monster Kid said. "You'll be lonely out there, and only the worst monsters live out there. Don't go, Sans!"

"I got to. I got to watch that human for my bro." Sans looked at the chest of his coat. Papyrus' visual was gone, but he still heard him loud and clear. And as odd as it was to have his brother's soul riding around with him, it brought a comfort inside of him.

Somehow, the world could still get a good ending. Papyrus could come back. They could all get out of the barrier. How, when everything was destroyed and almost all of the monsters were gone? He didn't know, but he trusted his brother's soul more than anything.

"Good job! Now let's go, Sans. Frisk will be farther up ahead by now."

"Don't worry, Pap. It'll take awhile to have a kid, and it's pretty nimble right now."

And even if his world didn't get a good ending, if Papyrus' soul stuck with him, then it was still a better way to go.

Happy.

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Amanda?

Don't worry.

I'm not? I mean, I couldn't be?

That won't help us right now.

But, why? How?

Forget it, Frisk. It's not gonna help to ask questions. Just keep going.

That other Skeleton, he was a spirit. He called you his wife.

Damn it, I'm not Papyrus' wife! I'm . . . I don't know, friend, maybe? If even? I mean, I don't know. It's complicated and that isn't gonna help you.

Amanda? That Skeleton is stalking me. I know he is, I can hear his feet behind me.

Ugh, gaw. That Skeleton is named Sans.

He's in my dreams. He's in my nightmares. He has been. His eye.

Sans isn't bad, he's good. Forget your dreams, Frisk. Just like you kill people in your dreams, it's not real. Marty Scheiber found a way to get into your mind. Your memories and your dreams, it's all manipulated by Marty. Just listen. That power that you see in your dreams that he has? Probably real, but not against you. For you. If anybody messes with you, and you can't be the unbeatable Frisk, his ass will be right there for you. I guarantee it.

I . . . I don't know.

The soul you saw of a Skeleton is named Papyrus. He's good. Sans? Definitely good. Hilarious guy when his world isn't shitty. And the Skeleton that brought you down? Well, let's just put him in the category of 'fuck that guy'. Okay? Bad guy. Let's go with that.

But who is he? Why does he want me to turn so much against the monsters?

My kid and Papyrus'.

Your son?

It's all way confusing, and I'd rather just help you kick the shit out of monsters instead.

Amanda? Am . . . I?

I don't know. I have no idea about that one. Our souls inside, it's more like they are fused. I can't feel if you are pregnant. No one sees the incredible power we really hold. Considering Sans can hear us, I bet you'll be able to see and talk in no time though. Don't ask how, I don't know details. I just know certain things and the way they jive.

I feel so lost in the dark. All this information I don't understand. I don't know what is true, and what is not. The only person I have is you now. You're all I can trust, Amanda. Without you I'd be blind, mute, and definitely dead.

In that case, just trust in this? Keep fighting. Don't give up. If Marty tries anything again, I'm pretty sure Sans will be on him like flies on shit. So don't worry about him trying a second attempt. As long as you don't cave, Marty has nothing.

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End of Chapter

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*Abe and Gabe are always beside each other, and Gabe tends to look where Abe is looking because he doesn't like his friend feeling isolated, however while Abe is more serious, Gabe is usually smiling. Ergo, Asriel gave them a new nickname of Shining Brothers. Like the two little eerie girls in The Shining movie. One is serious while the other kind of smiles. (He's King, but he's still a pain in the ass.)

Multiverses: (I am taking out some of the earlier dimensions and details that don't really need to be here for this part, since these Frisks and Sans have joined to make it easier on you.)

fun level 5: Damaged Most of the monsters that survived the onslaught of Frisk now live far away from the path she originally traveled. No one really even has a home or shelter so that no other human sent down will see a new place monsters may be hiding. The only exception is a small eating shack that belongs to Burgerpants. The loss of so many has affected Sans greatly, that when Papyrus and Amanda visited, Sans was ready to take on Amanda but believed the vision of Papyrus was just a dream in his head. Sans is now a scavenger, he and other brave monsters go back to the main path to get supplies that are needed for a price. As he finishes his night up, a different Frisk is dropping in, with Amanda's soul guiding her. Will the old technique have a chance of working in the Underground, the way it is now?

fun level 74 Original MC Sans and Frisk (Papyrus and Amanda are actually here now.)
Fun level 73 18 Years and a Month Wish Granted: This dimension is the one Original Sans was taken to. Similar to his own, except Amanda's wish actually came true. Frisk isn't being manipulated by magic, she has actually been down there for eighteen years and is Princess Frisk.
fun level 65 Magi is here: This dimension doesn't seem to include Frisk, but Sans has gone on with life with Magi, at Asgore's request. Magi has no feeling for Sans and only shows up in his life sparingly because of their son. Sans and his son are actually okay together, when he actually gets to see him.
fun level 66 Missing Frisk: While a four-year-old Frisk was found, Another Frisk that has been hidden from the others has been whisked away to the terrible Underground of fun level 5.