[Halloween Event]

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Somewhere in the castle, there's a panicked voice calling out.

"S-someone help!"

There doesn't seem to be anything particularly wrong with Asriel at first, though it's alarming that he's currently sprawled out on the floor and laying on his stomach. But the bottom half of him?

It's definitely a very long, fish tail. The tail flops behind him, but Asriel doesn't look like he's making any progress going anywhere. Not while he's on land, anyway. 

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"Uh-oh."

Despite not having magic anymore, Sans is there. Kind of. His voice was more or less the same, but he's looking a lot stockier. He blinks down at Asriel.

"That's a heck of a frankenstein situation you got yourself into," He says, kneeling down. "Does it hurt?"

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Asriel hadn't gotten far in his attempts at mobility, but he's curled on his side by the time Sans arrive. His panic has somewhat subsided once he sees a fish tail instead of a flower stem, but it doesn't really make the situation better.

The voice is familiar, but Asriel glances up warily at a human figure he's never seen before. Another friendly castle resident? At least he hopes. There were plenty of people here that Asriel has yet to meet.

This isn't how Asriel wants to meet anyone though.

"No, but... I'm stuck."

To demonstrate, his new tail flips back and forth, but Asriel isn't moving.

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"So I'm seeing. Can't say I've ever seen anyone half-goat, half-fish before."

Sans watches Asriel's tail swish back and forth. There's a joke in here somewhere, but he'll save it for when Asriel was a little more at ease.

"Well... do you feel any heavier? Because I got a lot more meat on these bones now. C'mon. Let's see if you can sit up."

He holds his hand out, offering to pull Asriel up from his sideways positition.

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"Well... I've never actually been a half-goat, half-fish before either."

Asriel sounds dejected. He still doesn't recognize the identity of the human currently helping him, at least not for now he doesn't.

"I feel a little heavier, I think?"

It's really hard to know for sure, when his legs are pretty much fused together now. Still, Asriel takes the offered hand and it's fairly easy to pull him up. There's a lot of balancing issues as Asriel goes sideways to upright and he grabs onto Sans to keep from falling right back over.

"Oof! S-sorry, it's hard to stay up."

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Regardless of Sans' more solid form now, Asriel really is heavier. Not by too much, thankfully. He's still a kid. But Sans can tell it's going to take a little more effort to get him up, even as Asriel loses is balance.

"Whoah, whoah, whoah."

The former skeleton kneels down properly now, taking Asriel's arm and side so the small monster can lean against him.

"Don't worry about it. I'm still gettin' used to my body too. Ready?"

One hand moves to Asriel's back, and the other - hesistantly - under his tail.

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Ohhh boy, Asriel wishes now more than ever that he had legs. He never thought he'd miss things like being able to stand up. He does his best to not squirm around so it'll make it a little easier on Sans.

"I'm - I'm ready!"

He braces himself to be lifted up - or accidentally dropped, whichever Sans can manage.

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"Alright. One, two..."

Three. Sans breath catches for a moment as he gets on his knees. Okay, he was half-right. Asriel actually wasn't that heavy. He's just not used to giving anything more than a piggyback ride, much less having the mass to be able to carry a kid without much effort.

"Oof. Okay. That's one part down. Now let's get ya to the fountain or somethin', yeah?"

He stands there.

For, like, five seconds.








Blink.

"Oh yeah. I forgot I can't use shortcuts anymore."

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"Y-yeah, I think that's where I should go..."

That or any place with water. But Sans just stands there holding him, not saying anything or moving. Asriel looks up questioningly, wondering if they should interrupt or not. When Sans mentions shortcuts, Asriel's suspicions grow. They kept trying to shoot down any idea that this human has any kind of relation to the skeleton he knows is somewhere in this castle.

And if Asriel woke up with changes... no, it was still a silly idea. Wasn't it?

"Um... this might be a weird question, but - Sans?"

Okay so that wasn't really a question, but more of Asriel seeing if the person holding him answers to that name.

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"That's less of a question and more of a name, buddy."

No teleporting. Oh well. Sans looks down at Asriel and winks.

"But it's MY name, so I guess you figured it out. Hey, kid."

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Well, that confirms it. This isn't how he imagined he'd meet Sans again, but... this isn't how he imagined he'd be meeting anyone. Right now, he's more relieved about being up and off the floor.

"Sorry, I couldn't think of any good questions."

But mystery solved anyway. Asriel looks Sans up and down.

"... Wow, so you're really a human now? Are you going to be okay like that?"

Asriel doesn't know what it feels like to go from all bones to all... well, all the stuff that humans are made out of. A change that big has gotta feel pretty weird.

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It's weird. Trust him.

Resigned to having to use his legs for once in his life, Sans starts walking. Asriel probably would have been heftier if he were still a skeleton, but this isn't so bad.

"Apparently. It kind of just... happened. I'm guessin' you got a similar story, lookin' at that tail."

Sans gestures as much as he can to Asriel's new apendage. Or is it a replacement apendage? The former monster settles for 'new'.

"Probably. It's all holding together pretty well so far. Don't ask me how, I just feel like my insides are cushioned now."

i'm so sorry please pretend these are Frisk icons

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"Asriel!?"

The voice is a little echoey, as if coming up from the bottom of a well, but clear. A slightly transparent Frisk fades into view in front of him, staring at him like they've seen a... ghost.

They're tailed in lieu of legs too, a sky blue and otherwise unadorned one tapering about them and lashing a little in agitation. This is less of a problem for them given they're also floating in the air.

They seem to forcibly shake themself out of it and float towards him, bringing a minor chill with them.

"Um. Here... let me help?" They tentatively try to reach under his arms and pull him up... and end up going right through him. "...oops." It's probably not the most comfortable feeling.

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Frisk phasing through Asriel's arm sends a chill down his spine, but all Asriel can do is stare wide-eyed at Frisk's new ghostly form. His own distressing situation is forgotten about for the moment as Asriel tries to push himself up on his elbows.

"F-Frisk? Is that you? ... What happened to you?"

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'I died, don't you remember?' is what Frisk doesn't say. They've been in Chara's head too long, it seems. Their tail lashes as they grip their upper arms tightly, but they shrug their shoulders with a small wry smile, and you absolutely did not hear a small sniff.

"Yeah, it's me. I just... woke up like this? It's okay, it doesn't hurt or anything!"

They circle around him, tail moving with them. "Did that happen to you? Are you okay?" Apart from the obvious mobility issues, does he need water to live? Will he dry out like Undyne in Hotland? They don't want to lose their brother after finding him again, to something stupid like that especially.

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It doesn't look okay. The frown and worry stay firmly placed on Asriel's face as they circle around, but Asriel can't even move. Even if he could, he's not sure what he could do to help them - there had to be someone in this castle that could, right? If he could just get up...

He feels frustratingly useless like this.

"I'm okay... um, I guess aside from the not being able to move."

He pushes himself up with his hands, only successfully getting his chest off the ground. His arms shake a little with the effort of trying to sit up, and he slowly lowers himself back down.

"I'm sorry, Frisk. I just can't get up..."

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Frisk breathes a sigh of relief that he is okay, and bites their lip. They put up their hands.

"Wait here," they say, casting back and forth in the air as they make aborted movements towards the doors. "Maybe there's... something with wheels..."

They realise they wouldn't be able to move anything to him, even if they found it, and they feel frustratingly useless. Their tail lashes once more, torn between going to get help and staying near him. They can't shake the feeling like he'll disappear if they're gone too long.

"Um. Nevermind. Maybe you can...?" They 'lie' on the floor in front of him (it takes effort not to sink into it; they don't want to get lost underground in that sense) and shift their own tail sinusoidally like a snake's to demonstrate, moving themselves forward a little. "I don't know if it'll work but... it's worth a try?"

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"Y-yeah! Let me try, I'll see if I can do that."

It's gotta be better than just flopping uselessly on the ground. They pay careful attention to how Frisk is doing it, trying not to focus too much on the weirdness of both of their situations.

"Okay, so just... wiggle like this?"

Their tail lashes back and forth, pressing into the ground in an effort to propel them forward. Asriel tries pulling himself forward with his arms too. The effort isn't exactly a failure, but Asriel roughly hits the ground with an "oof!"

"I think... I need a couple more tries to get the hang of it."

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Frisk winces in sympathy as he hits the ground, halfway through an automatic motion to catch him, having remembered nearly too late that he'd just go through them again.

(They're themselves alone for once, and their brother's here, and they can't even touch him.)

They give him a double thumbs up anyway. "You're doing good!" A thought occurs to them, a knuckle going to their mouth, and they float over him, watching his attempts and trying to give the occasional advice that may or may not be helpful. "D'you think you can fit in the fountain? Or... is there a place with more water?" They saw the lake underground while exploring, but they're pretty sure he wouldn't like it there.

He's going to get his fur wet. That's such an out-of-place thought it startles them a little, and they giggle.

Sup Capricorn

[lostinmyway]

As soon as Grune hears the words "Someone help!", she immediately moves toward the voice. It can be a little hard to discover where people are in the castle, since it's a very echo-y place, but eventually, she finds....

"Oh, my."

That isn't what she had expected.

"Asriel, are you all right?"

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Asriel lifts his head, but he doesn't recognize the person addressing him. He still looks up at her pitifully though.

"I'm... I'm stuck."

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Frisk bounds to him, smothering a laugh and a crack about their stealing his bottom half. Sure, they've got white and fuzzy legs, but Boss Monsters don't really have hooves. And they certainly didn't have a merperson tail.

"...So you got changed too, huh?" They tap their chin. "...I could carry you to a fountain, maybe?"

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"Y-yeah?"

Asriel sounds a bit confused. Because that definitely looks like white fur on Frisk.

"I'd really appreciate it, Frisk. If that means I can move around a little more but... what happened to your legs? You look like you're part boss monster now."

Not that it's an insult, Asriel would happily welcome a monster Frisk. BUT it seems kind of alarming that everyone's swapping around their bottom halves.

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Frisk does their best, getting to one knee and scooping him up.

On one hand, they're stronger than they look. On the other, the fish tail makes it hard to balance, so they stagger once they're on their hooves.

"Um--dunno. Same thing that's happening to everybody! I've got horns and wings too, see?"

HERE COMES A DRAGON!!

[vvaylon]

Waylon had woken up much larger. Which is saying something.

By now, he's found the kitchens, and they're up to the task of filling his regular stomach-- but it's taxing to fill his new one. He's a dragon, and fairly sure that he's big enough to take down any damsels who try to stand against him.

Plus, he's got fire magic too, now! Take that!

Unfortunately, he's huge enough that all but the largest rooms deny the entrance of his newfound bulk.

And he and his newfound bulk come across a squirming mer--

mergoat?

"So it's not just me?" Smoke leaks from the side of his mouth, and he carefully lowers himself to be next to Asriel. "...you look a bit beached, kiddo."

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Oh gosh that's a big dragon. Asriel finds himself tensing up a little - not out of fear of a dragon, but anyone who's that size is a little intimidating. He can't really do much other than just trying to curl in on himself.

"It just happened so fast..." though judging by what Waylon says, Asriel doesn't seem to be the only one who's gone through some sudden and startling changes, "is this... is this normal?"

Well, maybe not normal. But if he's going to be waking up with other animal parts attached to him, it'd be nice to know?

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The crocodile parts of him that remain are whining in sympathy for Asriel, stuck on the ground. Without asking permission, Waylon nudges him with a massive paw; rolls him back and forth, feels how slick and slimy Asriel's scales feel.

He should probably be put in some sort of water body at some point, or he'll dry out. Fish jerky is good, but normally Waylon's is dead first.

He bats Asriel's tail gently, always conscious of his strength and even moreso now that he could crush someone accidentally without even thinking of it.

"How do you move?"