This choice: Everything seems fine. (Frisk is slowly shrinking.) • Go Back... Frisk glanced around curiously once the light had faded from his vision. Nothing seemed amiss. The large machine was calming down now, its sounds becoming more peaceful.
(Well, I'll just consider that lucky and leave it...)
Frisk backed away and took a seat on a nearby chair to wait for Alphys' eventual return.
Undyne arrived first, just a few minutes later. She seemed a bit tired from her day of work at the school, but was still enthusiastic to see Frisk.
"Alphys?" she repeated once Frisk asked about her girlfriend's whereabouts. "She'd not gonna be back for a few more hours, probably."
"Hmm." Frisk sighed. "Well, could you check something with her for me once she gets here? Mom's gonna start to lose it if I'm late for dinner."
"Later, punk!!" Undyne's loud voice called as Frisk departed the lab shortly afterward.
Frisk paused at the edge of the property. The mailbox looked strange, somehow. Was it always that tall...? He shrugged to himself and pulled out his phone to text Toriel about his imminent return.
Something felt strange as he walked through the front door, back at home. His surroundings just looked off somehow, like they were all just a bit bigger than normal or something. Sure, the furniture was already pretty big to accommodate Toriel's height, but still...
"Hey, Mom!" Frisk called as he passed by the kitchen. It wasn't time to make dinner yet, but Toriel was already busying herself in the kitchen regardless. Cleaning, Frisk imagined.
He headed up the short staircase leading to the small second floor. He stumbled on the last stair.
Once inside his room, Frisk had to conclude that something was wrong. He thought back to the machine in Alphys' lab. Everything around him seemed bigger all of a sudden. Was he getting smaller...? It seemed just like Alphys to design a machine that could do that. Unfortunately, it also seemed like her to leave such a device active and unmarked.
He dug out his cell phone to text Undyne about it. The phone seemed normally sized, so he suspected that it had been affected, too.
Frisk composed a brief text about the device and sent it off to Undyne, before impatiently reeling back on the edge of his bed to wait on a reply.
Minutes passed. Frisk became gradually more nervous.
He was shrinking. There was no way around that. By his best guess, he was down to nearly half his normal height as he continued to wait on any reply from Undyne.
Another ten minutes still brought him nothing. What was he supposed to do? If he could avoid it, he didn't like to return to a SAVE just because of something inconvenient dropping into his lap like this. His last one was from yesterday, anyway. He hated when that happened, as it always threw off his perception of time.
He couldn't very well head back downstairs like this. He was under a foot tall now. Toriel would lose her mind with worry.
And yet, no reply from Undyne arrived.
Frisk was still sitting on the edge of his bed, but by now he'd been reduced so greatly in size that he suspected he was no more than a few inches tall.
He thought that the shrinking might have stopped on its own now, at least.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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