Horror successfully found what he needed inside the lab. It really was a lucky find and there wasn’t much left inside. Just like the rest of the underground, he guessed.
With protective gear, he collected some uranium among a few other pieces of decaying protactinium. There was no more thorium, it had all decayed already into the protactinium but that was fine. He left the rest of it safe inside the lab, he could use them to power the machine if he ever had to use it again, and safely got the uranium back.
He put it straight into the machine and stepped back. He found himself looking over the diagram again, checking everything was as it should be, looking all over the machine and wiping some sweat off his bones. Yes… yes, he thinks it’s done.
He just really hoped that it worked.
It should though. It seemed like it would work and not blow up. The structure, the energy source, everything about it was right and precisely put together. He only had to replicate it. The Sans that got the machine to work must have been really smart to have worked all this out, it’d have taken him years to get it just right.
Stepping out the garage, brightness and the white of the snow almost hurt his eyes, he took a breath of air. He was done. And he had spent a long time in there, longer than he realized when he went inside to look at the time. Everything was silent. Maybe his brother was with (Y/N) somewhere.
Probably showing her his puzzles or something, yeah. That’s likely it. Don’t worry, Horror. He’s fine and she won’t hurt him.
Just as he stepped out again to go look for them, Pasta came bounding through the snow, kicking it all about. He smiled wide when he saw Horror and ran up, scooping him up into his arms with a jolly “Nyeh-heh-heh!”
To say Horror was surprised was an understatement. Sure, his brother was normally quite cheerful, even despite their situation but he’s never been this happy. (Y/N) must have done something again… She really was nice…
“I HAVE SUCH GREAT NEWS, YOU ARE NOT GOING TO BELIEVE IT!”
“what happened, bro?” Horror asked, bone-brow raised as he was set back down onto the ground. His hands went straight into his jacket pocket.
“IT’S ABOUT QUEEN UNDYNE! SHE’S-”
“queen undick? what ‘bout her? please tell me you haven’t been to see her again. i keep telling you, she’s not going to change. She-”
“SANS! PLEASE DO NOT INTERRUPT!” Pasta crossed his arms, pouting but he was straight back to smiling “YOU WOULD BE SURPRISED ACTUALLY. (Y/N) WENT TO SEE HER, I TRIED TO STOP HER BUT SHE WAS VERY DETERMINED. THEY FOUGHT AND IN THE END, UNDYNE AGREED TO STOP KILLING! AND SHE IS NO LONGER QUEEN!”
He paused to breath through his excited babbling, but not long enough for Horror to process much at all.
“TORIEL IS GOING TO BE QUEEN INSTEAD! OR AT LEAST, I HOPE SO, SINCE SHE IS VERY NICE. ANYWAY (Y/N) WENT TO TALK TO TORIEL A WHILE AGO. HAS SHE RETURNED YET? I’D REALLY LIKE TO SEE HER AND THANK HER! SHE’S GOING TO FREE US! I THINK-”
“bro, bro, wait. Wait… (Y/N) went to---” Horror was having a hard time wrapping his broken head around this, he was frowning “-- and… Undyne has given up the throne? this better not be a joke, paps. as much as i love them, this one isn’t funny”
“NO, I AM SERIOUS! I WOULD NOT JOKE! DON’T BE SILLY!”
He felt a moment of unfamiliar panic and worry for (Y/N). That couldn’t have been easy, talking and fighting Undyne, getting her to listen and give up the throne like that. (Y/N) might have won against Horror but he had been weak and hungry, Undyne was the strongest monster in the underground at the moment. And she’d gone to see Toriel straight after?
Toriel might be just as bad, at least Undyne seemed to have some sanity.
“... i… i’m going to go and find her, bro”
“OKAY! UNDYNE ASKED ME TO GATHER THE MONSTERS SO I SHALL CONTINUE DOING THAT! SEE YOU LATER, BROTHER!”
With that, Pasta run off, talking to the people of Snowdin as he did, or at least the ones that didn’t run away. The ones that did, his brother took off in pursuit, shouting that he did not mean harm. It was probably going to take a while to finish gathering everyone.
Meanwhile, Horror jogged off towards the ruins door. He didn’t have enough energy to run but he couldn’t help but set a quick pace. Toriel was just as messed up as everyone, but she was locked away and left on her own except when Horror came to chat. But he found himself doing it less and less recently as time went on.
Horror wasn’t how he used to be, the carefree and calm skeleton, and he felt awful for telling her how things were outside. He did this to her… he just hoped that it hadn’t changed her too much, he hoped she still held kindness and care for others like Pasta did.
He reached the forest path when he first met her. He remembered it all very well, not that it was that long ago anyway. To think she could change things so much in such a short time. And he had doubted her, he didn’t believe her, he didn’t think anyone could help. She was proving him wrong.
Ahead, he saw the ruins door close.
(Y/N) limped a few steps down the path and collapsed into the snow.
At first, you hadn’t been sure how you were going to get inside the ruins and talk to Toriel. You had started with knocking on the large, purple door kept closed by dark vines. And to your surprise, it worked. A shaky, quiet Toriel asked who was there.
“Goat” you responded with a little, hopeful smile. There was a long pause because she responded. You’d found out from your Toriel that Sans would tell jokes through the door. She was probably expecting Horror and surprised to hear a new voice this time.
“You’ve goat to open the door to find out…”
She paused again and you waited patiently in expectation, praying that she would open the door and talk to you. The door cracked open the slightest bit, enough for you to see her eyes and face. She looked nothing like the calm, kind and well-put-together Toriel that you knew.
There was a certain deranged and tortured look in her eyes... but that didn’t bother you. You sat down in front of the door and asked her to sit with you with a friendly, open smile. Hesitantly, she did sit across from you, she stared at you through the crack as if she didn’t believe it.
She thought you were a human at first, she didn’t understand how you had managed to get past her without her knowing and “escape” the ruins. You explained a little bit about how you ended up here and how you weren’t exactly human, you didn’t say too much. It was far too complicated.
You told her how you’d changed things now. And got right down to the point of asking her if she would be queen and help restore monster-kind to the loving creatures that they were.
She was silent for a long time. You waited, playing with the snow in your hands, creating miniature snowmen. You tried to make a skeleton but it ended up being harder than you thought to make it actually look like one with all the bones and gaps between. You went on to make a goat, not noticing that you were making Asgore until Toriel gave a quiet sniffle. You apologized over and over again, trying to soothe her.
She confessed how she missed him, despite his mistakes, how she never wished for him to die. You reached a hand through the crack fearlessly and places your hand over her paw. She calmed after a while, hesitantly and shaking holding your hand and the two of you spent more time together.
She seemed lonely and having you just sitting here with her holding her hand without fear seemed to be the best medicine anyone could give her.
Until finally, she accepted. She asked for you to give her some time to think, to gather herself together as well as a few belongs that she wanted to take to the surface. She did not want to come back here, once she leaves then she never wants to see it again. You agreed too and hesitantly left, although she promised she would leave the ruins when ready and come to find you at Horrors house. She wanted to change things, she wanted to rule and help. You were very glad and you told her so before she shut the ruin doors, the vines came off afterwards, no longer keeping her trapped.
You’d spent a lot of time with Toriel, it was noticeably getting late. The cave had almost darkened, the already dark forest was pitch black now. You shakily stood up, hoping that all the time sitting there, your wounds have healed up. They had slightly but you were still having to limp.
Not to mention... you were tired. Very tired, now that you had paid attention to yourself and the time of day in the underground.
You fell forward into arms. Someone caught you. And you let yourself sleep, a smile on your face, because something inside said you were safe with them. That was good enough for you.
They were very comfortable and warm.