//------------------------------// // 38 - Beaming Pie Barrage // Story: Underworld Frisk // by Darkonshadows //------------------------------// Pinkie slowly woke up and blinked her eyes several times as she groggily opened them, she was comfortably in Toriel’s grip and she looked about the dark room while still snuggled against the warm body. “I won’t blame Lady Pie for inadvertently creating a crisis…” The remembered words caused Pinkie’s ears to wilt. Even if Mifty didn’t blame her, she still felt responsible for causing some really bad things to happen. Looking down at the comfortable smile on her goat friends wonderful lips in the dark, the pony frowned slightly after kissing them gently. Pinkie carefully pulled herself from Toriel’s grasp and put a pillow in her place before she quietly stumbled around in the dark to put on the Temmie Armor and she slowly closed the door as she exited the room trying not to disturb Toriel’s sleep. - “Muffet are you there?” Intoned Pinkie to the quiet hallway and a tired looked spider monster came walking up to her from out of nowhere with white mugs in all her left hands. She drained the one held with her upper left arm and then passed it off to the lower right as her middle left arm moved the mug it held into that one’s grasp. “Yes, Mistress Pie? Did you need something?” The spider monster didn’t look like she had gotten any sleep, she yawned drowsily and her five eyes had red lines running through them. It really helped add to her creepiness factor. Even as tired as she looked she was ready to lend Pinkie a hand or six. “I need a cute picture of me and Tori together, plus something to write with.” It really shouldn’t have surprised Pinkie as much as it did when her friend fanned out ten pictures in her snuggled up with Toriel middle right arm while her upper right produced a pen, all while taking another sip of what smelled like Chili Pepper coffee. “Wow these are great! You know its things like this that make me think you’re really creepy Muffy.” The pony chose one of the high definition pictures from the slightly smirking humanoid spider who continued drinking the spicy smelling coffee that might be of interest to her. Pinkie wondered how Muffet managed to catch her in the middle of nuzzling Toriel, even when they were both asleep, especially without waking them up. Sticking her tongue out the side of her mouth she wrote something down for Toriel on her chosen picture. “Can you please see that Tori gets this picture when she wakes up?” Handing it back to her friend, Pinkie trotted off towards the hotels elevator with a thoughtful look on her face. - Pinkie rode the elevator up to the path that would take her to the castle and as she walked forward she looked off to the left and stopped. She found herself looking out over the city. Yesterday had been fun, but there was a time and place for fun. Right now things weren’t going to be a very fun; Pinkie was going to confront Asgore right this instant before somebody innocent like Frisk or Mifty could get hurt. The city looked grey and boring from up here even if it was full of life; well the buildings were carved out of rock so of course they’d look a little gray. The pony walked along the path until she came to an opening with some writing above it and a bunch of raked leaves that sat off to the side of it. Pinkie looked a bit discouraged as she looked up at the sign and walked into what could only be a carbon copy of Toriel’s home in the Home Ruins, Toriel and Asgore must have had something special. Maybe they would be able to again after Pinkie befriended Asgore and left the Underworld to return to Equestria. Walking into the dining room area she was met by several monsters that were familiar to Pinkie, they had to be relatives to the monsters that she had seen in the Home Ruins. “Um… hi, can any of you please tell me where Asgore is?” Hoping that asking nicely would help, Pinkie gave them the friendliest smile she could muster. “I just want to talk him.” The monsters looked amongst themselves, a Froggit hopped forward and nodded. The monsters of this place started talking about the falling out of the King and Queen as Pinkie was shown to Asgore’s room. She saw the fresh ink on an open diary; it seemed some tears were spilled on the paper recently. Pinkie read the latest entry other than it being stated as a nice day, ‘Toriel still has yet to show up, I hope that we can at least be friends again one day’. She looked at the entry sadly. The guiding Froggit pulled on her tail, the frog monster motioned for her to follow him. If Asgore wasn’t in his room then they might know where else he could be. As Pinkie was being led along, she worried what her goat friend would think of her doing this on her own. She continued to hear the monsters talking of the tale of Chara wanting to see the flowers of his village one last time when he fell ill, the story was also about how Asriel became different and was seriously injured by the humans who thought he had killed his brother. It was rather depressing to hear and was bumming Pinkie out. They came up to another elevator on their left and on their right was a doorway. The Froggit pointed to that doorway and he croaked loudly while looking to Pinkie. “That way huh… okay. Thanks a lot for helping me out.” As Pinkie stepped into a long hallway, she looked all the ornate windows featuring the royal symbol that she had seen throughout the underworld. The Froggit chose to follow her into the room. It kind of reminded Pinkie of that fancy ‘Hallway of History’ that Celestia had. The hallway was bathed in a golden light as she looks towards the doorway at the end of it. She walked out into the hallway while looking up at all the columns. About a quarter of the way into the hall, Pinkie felt the entire room chill and things dimmed drastically. The helpful Froggit that had followed Pinkie into the hallway looked frightened by something. “Is it just me or did someone touch the thermostat on the weather factory around here?” Slowing down Pinkie warily came to a stop as a shadow stood before her; it looked stocky in a familiar manner.”Sans… is that you?” - “Hmmm…. Pinkie… It’s time to wake up, I think… Pinkie… Pinkie!?” Waking up to cuddling just a pillow, Toriel felt a horrible chill run down her spine as if Pinkie were in some sort of grave danger. She quickly got up in a blind panic and as she headed towards the door her tail twitched weirdly causing her to stop and look at it, why did she suddenly feel like something was going to fall? Muffet fell flat on her face in front of Toriel coming from above. The spider groggily held something up to her and Toriel tentatively took it, then Muffet flopped onto the floor in a boneless manner. What followed was some rather cute snoring from the sleeping monster face down on the floor. Looking at what was she was handed; some warmth filled her heart at the image of her and Pinkie snuggled together. That was until she saw some writing that said to look at the back of it and she felt her heart stop cold when she did. - “Sans…?” Pinkie tilted her head as she moved forward something was very off about the skeleton, he was just standing there with his head lowered. Sans lifted his head and his left eye socket had a glowing sphere of darkness in it that caused Pinkie to back up somewhat. The skeleton just stared at her with his rather blank grin, that wasn’t a real smile on his face and Pinkie was good at knowing whether or not a smile was real or faked. She knew when a smile was a fake, there was nothing in that smile that came off as pleasant and then he spoke. Pinkie clamped her hooves to her ears as the strange sounds coming out of Sans’s mouth were quite horrid and she could see weird symbols in the air floating out of him and several of them were hand shaped. It took only a few minutes of this strange talking for Pinkie to understand what was going on, the words ‘beware the man who speaks in hand’ came to mind. “Beware the man who speaks in hands…?” Slowly Pinkie started to back away and then her soul forcefully wrenched out of her chest, this time the feeling was highly unpleasant. Sans held his left hand out towards her glowing dark blue and he moved it upwards slightly. Hearing a frantic croaking noise behind her, Pinkie turned to see the Froggit that escorted her here was floating in the air. Turning back to Sans, the pony watched the skeleton flick his hand and the Froggit shot back through the entrance and a pained grunt was heard. “Hey that wasn’t very nice!” It didn’t seem to Pinkie like the skeleton particularly cared that he just hurt another monster. She watched as he stomped the floor, walls of bone covered the entrances into the hallway. Sans said something again, but whatever it was, it was lost on Pinkie as she had no idea what the symbols he was speaking meant. Sans held out his hand and the blank look on his face suddenly became more sinister, several large glowing skulls started to form in the air. The left side of his body slowly became coated in a roiling darkness. Pinkie’s frowned when he gave off a dark chuckle and said something else, while pointing the sharp shadowy claw that replaced his left hand at her. This reminded Pinkie of Nightmare Moon, only there was no one here to save her and there was only one element of harmony present. She didn’t particularly feel like laughing at this situation. (Undertale Megalovania plays.) More and more skulls started appearing around the pony. Pinkie cowered slightly, then shook her head and narrowed eyes as the first two in front of her started to build up energy and fired two beams of scorching energy that came at her soul blazingly fast. She quickly tapped danced her soul between the searing beams and she could feel the heat of one of them almost touched her soul and she started sweating. She definitely didn’t want to be directly get hit by one of those if she could feel the energy behind the attack through her soul. Tapping out a rapid beat against the floor Pinkie started dodging the rest of the skulls that were firing from the side at her soul by moving it towards her body zigzagging through the beams and then she pushed her soul towards the ceiling as two beams shot from behind. The bottom tip of her soul was hit by one of the beams and she felt an agonizing pain shoot across her face, she grits her teeth and hisses at the burning sensation. Looking down at the tip of her nose, a bit of it had turned from pink to grey and a small portion of her soul looked slightly shriveled. She just lost the sense of smell in her left nostril and it occurred to her that whatever this was, it wasn’t trying to capture her. It was actually trying to destroy her soul outright. The skeleton held up his hand and with a pulse Pinkie reeled back and saw her hair turning blue as did her entire body except for the small portion of her nose that stayed gray. Her soul fell towards the floor having turned blue as well and as soon as it touched the floor the skeleton raised his leg to stomp down, Pinkie’s eyes widened and she was quicker by stomping all her hooves as hard as she could. Pinkie’s soul leapt to avoid a huge forest of bones that popped up momentarily beneath it, the sickly brown glow reminding her of something Muffet once said about that being poisonous. She found herself pulled from the memory and flying towards the columns to her right back first when the skeleton made a gesture to the left. She slammed into it and she felt her spine shutter at the impact and pain flared throughout her body. Her soul flew past her pained form falling towards the wall and she saw what used to be her friend preparing for another stomp, she rolled slightly down the column and pulled back her left hoof to slap it down as hard as she could causing her soul to bounce off the wall as soon as it touched down avoiding another quick temporary forest of bones popping up from the wall. Sans muttered some more symbols and swiped his arm to the right sending Pinkie flying face first at the column across from her and was preparing to stomp. Pinkie was prepared for it this time and planted all four of her hooves into the column solidly causing her soul to avoid another forest of bones that gave off that faint deadly brown glow. With a swift swipe upwards the skeleton had Pinkie suddenly falling towards the ceiling and was angry that she managed to reorient herself making her soul jump again and avoid another temporary wave of bones. His grin became slightly nastier as he swiped the still upheld arm downwards and made Pinkie fall to the floor at twice the speed. Pinkie screamed in agony as she fell down on her front left leg badly and having had little time to twist herself into a good landing position as a forest of bones that didn’t go away popped up beneath her soul. Her soul dropped towards the bones until a small square blue platform appeared and caught her soul. Pinkie looked to Sans and saw his right hand glowing faintly alongside his right eye which showed sorrow, whereas his left eye showed angry vehemence as it spewed darkness. This confused Pinkie slightly, what was happening to Sans? He was obviously trying to help her with whatever was going on with him. A skull pointing downwards appeared above the platform and Pinkie’s soul currently had nowhere else to go. Another platform appeared as the skull blast shot downwards, Pinkie barely managed to stomp out several beats while trying to stay off her front left leg. Her soul leapt for the other platform as the previous one was demolished. It landed on the platform and she tapped danced slightly to slide it towards the center of the platform. While she was doing that the skeleton held up his left hand and three large beam shooting skulls appeared this time. One above the platform and two slowly rotating around the platform opposing directions, a third platform appeared as the right arm glowed faintly. The beam came and Pinkie slapped her hooves to the floor making her soul jump towards the platform and between the two horizontal blasts launched by the other two skulls that moved to intercept her soul. The bones on the floor receded leaving the pony’s soul to drop to the floor. She looked to Sans and saw him clutching at his head before he held his left hand out to her. A skull appeared and before Pinkie could do anything she felt her body fly to the left and her soul stayed in place, the skull was building up to fire as she fell sideways. She couldn’t dance to move her soul out of the way. Pinkie did the only thing she could in a moment like this she flailed wildly as she fell harshly into the stain glass window cracking it slightly and hurting her even worse, her soul manage to slide slightly out of the way. She didn’t get it far enough as the beam hit the upper left corner of her soul and Pinkie screamed in pain as her front right leg started to turn gray, not only was her body taking on numerous injuries but so was her soul. Once again gravity shifted and the pony found herself falling towards the far wall after bouncing off the side of the window. She flew into a pillar where the right side of face slammed into it harshly thoroughly dazing her and spinning her in the air. Time seemed to slow down for Pinkie as she saw her soul falling towards an ever narrowing stretch of bones coming from the walls and pillars. There was only a small spot on the far wall that wasn’t covered in bones and there was a faint blue glow there preventing any bones from sprouting out of that portion of the wall. Pinkie narrowed her eyes and started performing gestures with her rear and front left legs to move her soul falling towards the wall vertically in every direction through the small holes and gaps in the ever thickening wall of bones. Its horizontal movement was constant as it became harder and harder to avoid the narrowing corridor of bones. Her soul landed, in the small spot of safety and the blue glow started quickly dim as bones were threatening to sprout below it. Pinkie slammed into the wall on three legs, her front right leg was not responsive and it worried her that she couldn’t feel it. Her left leg almost felt like it broke from the impact, but she managed to make her soul bounce just as the weak blue glow failed to hold the bones back. That spot of bones finally sprouted and narrowly missed her soul before receding. Before she could get her bearings on the wall, Pinkie found herself falling in the opposite direction. She started coughing as she fell towards the other wall and the blood that came from mouth continued to oddly fall in the same direction. As the splotches of coughed up blood passed by Sans, some of it splattered across his face and his right eye widened. Before Pinkie fell too far past him, she felt her gravity suddenly reorient and she fell to the floor softly as did her soul. Sans was clutching at his head with both his arms and while he was doing this Pinkie’s soul, the parts of it that weren’t gray and shriveled, turned pink again. Pinkie tried to stand up even if her entire body was hurting. The Temmie Armor was doing its best to hold her together and heal her, but Sans was proving to be a powerful monster. The injuries she was suffering from were bad, even if she hadn’t been poisoned by the brown soul attacks that floated as a mist amongst every bone shaped attack she saw so far. The poor battered pony felt her body being lifted again even if her soul was still pink, the left hand was held out at her and made a sharp gesture to the right trying to slam her into a pillar again. However the right arm came up and gestured to the left stopping Pinkie’s momentum before she hit the pillar and then it slashed downwards dropping her safely onto the floor. After that the skeletons right arm started grasping the left one trying to prevent it from hurting Pinkie even worse than she felt at that moment, it looked to her like Sans was actively fighting against himself. Aside from Mad Dummy and possibly Muffet, not many monsters really attacked her body and soul at the same time and in such a fierce manner that seriously hurt her like this. While the two arms fought over dominance, a demented grin appeared on Sans face as he stomped down sending a wave of bones rising up towards her soul. With a few quick rapid taps of her three hooves, she managed to get her soul to float high enough that it was out of the way of the bones temporarily protruding from the floor. The skeleton frowned and several skulls started to appear as he stomped several more times making bones appear on all the walls and ceiling, only they didn’t disappear this time. It made the entire room a death trap for her soul to be near any surface, not to mention she couldn’t just let her soul sit still or else the guy attacking her would shred it with those skulls that fired things that were definitely not beams of love, tolerance and friendship. There were multiple skulls moving about in the air around her soul and it was a good thing Pinkie knew they couldn’t move while firing, but they could still set up to hit her even if she dodged one she could be moving into the path of another. Pinkie went up onto her hind legs and took a bipedal stance, her front right leg hung limply and her front left was a constant throbbing pain as she held it against her chest. Pinkie was friends with Lyra, but she hadn’t told the bonbon loving pony that she knew how to move around on two legs like a human. While it wasn’t easy, Pinkie figured out the trick and it required her to use her tail as a balance and to keep her legs slightly spread out. It had helped her out with her dance off against Mettaton and she was going to need to do it here as a matter of life and death. All she was doing now was waiting for one of the skulls to fire so she could move her soul, there were ten or more of them hovering a circle around it. They were quite threatening, one of the skulls stopped and fired off a blast and Pinkie was immediately tapping out a beat on her two rear hooves. The soul moved up and bobbed to the right, then dropped straight down being chased by two beams, it shifted moving in a leftwards manner, then towards her, away from her and then around one of the pillars which took the blasts that hit it and finally she brought it to a stop in front of her as the crossing beams of soul damaging energy took a moment to stop. The dark side of the skeleton managed to push his right hand away and started to narrow his glowing eyehole. Suddenly a shifting came from the pillars in the room and two of the pillars ripped out of place, the ripped out portions were ten feet in length and quite solid, they floated over to the skeleton and he pointed to Pinkie sending one shooting like a spear at her. Pinkie tapped her soul out of the way before she hopped up onto the pillar and ran along its length and did a side flip to the right off of it to dodge the second incoming pillar. Both the pillars came to a stop behind Pinkie, they floated parallel to each other before swinging around away from each other to slam together. The pony had jumped straight up to land on top of them; she danced her soul to a few feet behind her then back flipped off the end of the pillars as they slammed straight upwards into the ceiling. The two pillars quickly floated over to above Pinkie and slammed down with impressive speed making her roll out of the way to the left. She had to push off the ground with her three working legs to hop onto the pillar that came sliding sideways at her and with two twirling leaps she made her way onto the next one and back to the floor. The skeleton grew angry and a dark glow started to surround Pinkie and she turned blue again, only this time the feeling of being weighed down was much, much worse. Everything just felt so heavy as she fell to her butt, she couldn’t move and her right eye was finally starting to swell up. The magical pain killers of the Temmie Armor were not enough to offset the severity of Pinkie’s suffering from just moving around now. Sitting paralyzed in her spot, Pinkie looked up at Sans with her head feeling like it weighed a ton and saw a large black skull forming above him. It was large enough to fill the entire hallway where she was with a beam that would definitely destroy her soul. She could practically feel the buildup of power in the air and started coughing up more blood, all this pressure was really hurting her insides. The skeleton spoke in strange symbols again, as the black skull built up power. It seemed like it was a monologue or some kind of observation. When the dark skull finally fired, the entire room was filled with a roar as the beam slowly left the skulls mouth and became increasingly faster as it expanded wider and wider the further it got from the mouth. Pinkie’s pupils shrunk, she could feel the beam pass through her body heading towards her undefended soul. She closed her eyes knowing what was about to happen. Even if she could move her soul, there was no place to dodge to. (End of Megalovania.) - “Oh please, no… Pinkie, please be alright!” Toriel could feel the buildup of energy as she approached the hallway and saw the bones at the entrance glowing brown. Even as powerful as she was there was no way for her to save her mare friend from whatever was going on in the hallway to the garden where Asriel died from his injuries. “Why can’t I ever protect the ones I love?” Red was the only monster with her at the moment as many others were busy getting everyone together, she stood at Toriel’s side with a frown on her face. - Everything felt strange… lighter even… was this what it was like to be dead? Opening her eyes, Pinkie looked about and saw her damaged soul still in front of her own eyes and looking to her body… there was an ethereal light glowing about her and she was floating in the air slowly twisting about until she saw something that made her heart soar. She certainly wasn’t dead, even if she was still in quite a bit of pain that seemed to be deadened somewhat in the glow she was enshrouded in. The first sign that she was alive was the wall of blue bones underneath her as she lazily turned in the air, she continued her slow weightless spin until she saw a monster that bravely stood before the currently weakened Sans with his hands planted on the ground. “Nyeh heh heh, nobody expects a skeleton in position! Or is it that nobody expects The Mighty Papyrus to be in the Spanish Inquisition?” The Great Hero Papyrus had saved Pinkie in her last seconds from the attack that Sans had unwillingly unleashed, he was here now looking as every bit gallant and brave as befitting the nature of a true royal guard. “Speaking of inquiring things, brother what were you doing to our mutual friend? That attack might have actually killed her!” “P-papyrus… help… me… save Pinkie.” The distorted sound of Sans gasping voice didn’t sit well with Papyrus; Sans’s body looked far frailer than it previously had a few moments ago. “Not in control… stop me, while he’s still weak.” After that Sans started speaking darkly in symbols and Papyrus’s eyeholes widened, he apparently understood what Sans was saying whereas Pinkie just floated there bathed in a warm cozy golden light. “F-Father… you shouldn’t be inside of Sans like that, why the innuendo alone is unpleasant! Can’t you see that it’s hurting him?” Quick On The Uptake Papyrus figured out immediately what was going on. “Also I don’t think Pinkie is a virus destroying what we monsters are; she’s just trying to help everyone be happier like mom used to do.” Sans flinched and let out a scream of pain as if he had been slapped by The Oratory Empowered Papyrus’s words. The skeleton started speaking a diatribe of dark symbols directed at Papyrus. “I guess you’re not father after all. I know I’m a bit ignorant, but at least I know dad loved us. You’re just a wraith, a dark revenant of the beloved parent we once had.” The Super Skeleton Papyrus was now angry as he set his left hand on his hip and pointed his right glove to Sans. “I may be ignorant of many things, but I personally know what’s precious to me and you are currently hurting my brother! I will save Sans from you; I will protect my good friend Pinkie and most of all… I will save the good name of my father!” (Super Papyrus, Undertale - Megatrousle plays) The Powerful Papyrus exploded with a golden field of energy that shook the room to its core and Pinkie’s soul returned to her body as he stood tall. He started marching in place and just the release of his power in the room alone was enough to force Sans’s body to start sliding backwards. All the dirty soul attack bones permeating the room had shattered immediately and were replaced by solid blue bones taking up the room, The Super Papyrus’s bones rattled angrily. “I am Papyrus and I’m a skeleton made of magic bone and lots of cool, if you think you’re going to get away with this then you’re nothing but a complete and utter fool!” The Incredible Papyrus started stomping his way forward sending shockwaves with each step as he stared into the darkness encrusted eye of his brother’s tormentor. “My skills are unrivaled when it comes to defense and protecting those who are being hurt, and then if you don’t understand me now then I will see you served a plate of bad spaghetti with a side of my fist being curt!” With each step Papyrus took towards Sans, something wavered from his body and an inky blackness was starting to shake and separate from him. It started to take form the closer The Golden Papyrus got and it was screeching in pain with his approach. “So if you think I’ll just let you hurt my family and friends just to let you walk away, then you don’t know how upset it is to know that my brother was something with which you thought you could play!” The Stomping Mad Papyrus continued to stalk forward and a dark figure started fully emerging from Sans. “I want to be a royal guard as anyone who asks will know! Some may think I’m a goofy nothing, but my true strength I will now begin to show!” The thing that came out of Sans was a twisted shadowy visage that started to solidify as it was being pushed back by Papyrus and away from his brother through sheer force of will and raw power. The things face was warped and had gained a somewhat skeletal appearance that looked similar to Sans and Papyrus. Pinkie floated there watching as The Papyrus stomp his way forward and saw several skulls forming in the air trying aim at her, only they were destroyed by the time they fully came into existence and couldn’t even begin to build up any energy. The bones that Papyrus had control over stretched out and or launched from the surrounding bone forest Pinkie floated peacefully inside of, Papyrus wasn’t even looking at the skulls when he destroyed them with pinpoint accuracy as he continued to stomp his way towards the thing that had once inhabited Sans’s body. “Now I would like to respectfully ask that you leave, if you don’t then I Papyrus will have to show you what I still have up my sleeve! Now be gone you terrible thing do not darken me or my loved ones lives, for in my heart there I know an unbeatable power thrives!” As he stated this, Papyrus’s soul popped from his body shining throughout the room brightly, in fact it was blinding to even look at. “For in my heart I know I can help save and protect the helpless for it will be for me that they will call! So rest now Revenant, we don’t need your hate and ignorance to bleed into us all! For I the Great Papyrus am the one that will see to your fall!” After a moment the light died down revealing the ghost of Wing-Ding ‘Gaster’ Font floating before Papyrus. “The light… it’s so bright… maybe I should have put more research into the light inside of hearts instead of the darkness.” Wing-Ding started to fade away slowly; he looked down at Papyrus and stared him with a crooked smile on his scarred and damaged face. “There is always a light somewhere when things are at their darkest... Calibri is that you?” The ghost faded from existence and Papyrus looked down at the soul floating before his chest, it was a heart made of white bones giving off a golden glow. He slowly pushed it back inside of himself and a smile came onto his face, he turned around and walked to retrieve his brother and to stop Pinkie from floating in the air somehow. He didn’t know how he achieved any of that, but he definitely felt lighter now. “Pinkie, oh thank goodness you’re alive… why… why did you have to run off like that?” Toriel plucked Pinkie from the bubble of light and held her damaged form close and started crying over her. “If I didn’t, then you would have gotten hurt badly too Tori. I just wanted to talk to Asgore; I didn’t expect anything like this to happen.” Being cradled against her goat friend’s form, Pinkie snuggled into it. “I want to keep going; we need to talk to Asgore.” “At least give yourself some time to recover Pinkie.” Toriel held her pony tight and Pinkie couldn’t struggle out of her grip as she was too weak.