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Crossed Unders in a Strip Club	By : Revharem Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1461 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own, nor make money off of Undertale, Underswap, Underfell, Dreamtale, Underlust, Creationtale, Alchemytale, Instincttale, or X-tale, nor any of the characters depicted. This is purely for entertainment.

Chapter List
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Echotale – Echo, Undyne, Monster Kid, and mentions of Alphys, Shyren, Jerry
UnderFell – Boss (Papyrus), Fell (Sans), and mentions of Spikes (Gaster), allusions to Fell Frisk
Underlust – Mentions of Amethyst
Undertale – Gaster, Frisk, mentions of Sans
After making sure that Frysk had gotten to the portal safely, Echo dragged a hand over his face and turned to make a patrol round, figuring he’d grab a drink after. Lighting up a menthol, he stepped away from his spot next to the stalagmite tree and started pushing his way back through the knee deep snow. He figured he would check in with Undyne before he left, just to make sure she didn’t have any errands for him to run and he figured that he should probably tell her about the portal, especially if Frysk was going through it regularly now. She wouldn’t be happy.
He passed a few Jerry monsters that tried to get him to join them in making a Shyren cry, but he chased them off and forced himself to have patients as he calmed the shy monster down and offered her an escort back to her wet land. After a lot of hiccupping, she agreed, so his patrol was now not so lonesome, but had a quiet singer practicing alongside him. He doubted her song could be heard more than a few feet away, so he wasn’t bothered by the fact she was making noise. It actually helped calm his temper and stress from dealing with the human. It took them a good two hours to get to Waterfall, but once there, Shyren thanked him and gave a small bow before slithering away and diving into a pool.
Sighing, he pushed on, brushing aside echo flowers that told the secrets of those stupid enough to speak near them and occasionally releasing voices that weren’t even from this world as words echoed across time and space. There was a time that monsters had wondered who some of the unrecognizable voices were, but they came to accept that it was probably a distortion or something. With the portal and other verses in the mix though, Echo realized it was likely the flowers had some inter-universal connection, and he was hearing other verses conversations. Places that were safer or more deadly than his own home. Turning the last bend, he came upon the rebel leader’s home. Everyone thought Undyne was merely the second in command, and Echo was the leader, but that was just a cover for security. From outside, it just looked like another hole in the ground. If inspected closer though, it was apparent that this one was different as the sides were well worn and packed, keeping the moisture of the environment from collapsing it or filling it. Echo didn’t like how small it was, as he always ended up with mud smeared on his jacket and the back of his head and cargo pants, but it was one of the best hidden sites they had and it worked for Undyne. That was all that mattered.
He had been watching his surroundings the whole way here and knew there was nobody around, so he slipped into the hole and slid down through the tunnel, landing on a mat in front of a heavy door. There was no knob, nor keyhole, this hole was meant as an entrance and a trap. The tunnel he had come down was impossible to climb as it was completely smooth and slick, and the door could only be opened with the proper application of magic. He picked himself up and checked over the damage done by the tunnel and grumbled. The entire back of his pants were covered in muck, as was his jacket. He could feel the wet clinging to his skull as well, making it clear that that area was covered as well. Undyne must have passed through recently for it to be so wet. He placed his hand on the wall to the left and sent six shots of magic then two, then four. Although he could see no physical change, he knew the combo and had done it many times. After a few minutes, the door was ripped open and there stood Undyne. Her black tank top cut off just under her bust and her tight camo pants cut off mid-calf. A black wrap covered her left wrist, concealing a bad burn she had received from an elemental in one of the border skirmishes while trying to keep Asgore from taking more of the Underground.
“Hey! Get your ass in here, you dork! I gotta show you the latest ammo my girl on the inside designed for me.” She grabbed his arm and yanked him inside, nearly dislocating his shoulder with her enthusiasm. The inside of the den was covered with guns, pictures of guns and ammo, and pictures of a short yellow lizard in a blotched lab jacket. On the table were two machine guns with a couple clips of ammo, along with a few stray bullets that hadn’t been loaded. On the backs of two of the chairs were the packs she normally wore on her shoulders and hips to carry the extra ammo and other items she may take or acquire in the field. The whole place smelled of wet earth and algae. “Look, look! These explode, releasing a scatter shot of condensed magic that explode upon contact with the target, and these actually track the target, giving better precision when the target is moving in areas where there is a lot of cover. They aren’t a sure guarantee that anything will hit, it still takes some skill from the shooter, but they increase the chance of... Hey, are you even listening?” she snapped when she noticed he was staring at her walls instead of the calibers she was yammering about on the table. When he didn’t respond right away, she came over to see what had caught his attention. On the wall where he was looking, there was a picture of Dr. Gaster and Sans, both smiling and giving a thumbs up. “I forgot I still had that one.” She murmured quietly.
“There are not many pictures remaining from before the accident. I’m glad that some part of my past still remains.” Two voices came from Echo as he spoke, neither the voice that was normally heard. They were the combined voices of Sans and Gaster, not in perfect harmony, but still in perfect resonance of their original sound. “Safe keep this for us, in case there is ever a chance to restore our bodies without destroying the being we have created. Please Undyne.” Echo turned to look at her and she caught her breath as one blue and one purple eye looked at her sadly. This wasn’t Echo, it was, in fact, the doctor and his associate.
“I will, but you had better not hurt Echo or so help me.” She broke off, a sob choking her even as the two eyes dimmed and a yellow iris took over.
“Uhg, what happened? What’s wrong with you Undyne?! You nearly rip my arm off then you are crying. What is going on?” Echo asked, snappish as usual, and now with a headache.
“S-sorry, just a flash from the past is all.” She turned away quickly. “Come on. I wanted to show you the new ammo from the capital.” She was much more subdued from before now.
Echo growled, but came over anyway. She was the leader, if she wanted to act like a wus in her own home, he couldn’t say anything about it. This time, as she went over the new ammo and its features, he asked questions and prodded about accuracy and safety for their own side. Once everything was settled with the new tech, he offered to run it over to Monster Kid so he could begin the mass production. He was the one who kept their ammo from running out so that Alphys didn’t have to worry about smuggling large amounts out and jeopardizing her safety in Asgore’s laboratories. It also kept him away from the fighting. She agreed and was about to bid him to be on his way until she remembered that he had dropped by without her summons.
“Was there something else you wanted Echo?”
“Actually, yes. A few weeks ago, a strange anomaly appeared in the woods not far from the ruins that Frysk and I are staked out at. I’ve investigated it a few times, and just found out that she has as well. It is not completely safe, but I have found that it leads to places like ours. Other undergrounds with copies of us. I haven’t found any others where Gaster and Sans ended up in the predicament I’m in, but I have met one of the Gasters who created the portal and he was able to explain it a bit to me. I’m going to be going through it later to go get a drink if you’d care to join me.”
Undyne was nodding as she took in this information and thought.
“Frysk has already made friends in some of the other undergrounds apparently, and while I know it is dangerous to let her wander off, I’m glad that she is getting to socialize a bit more. She isn’t as long lived as we are. She should have a chance to enjoy her fleeting life.” He finished.
She gave him a worried but curious glare on the fact that Frysk was unwatched as she was his charge, but let it go when he reminded her of the difference in life spans between monsters and humans. “I’ll come out at some point to check out this ‘portal’ thing and who knows, maybe I’ll join you for a drink some time. First things first though, get the skematics for the new ammo to Monster Kid and make sure the borders haven’t been crossed. I haven’t heard anything all week, so I am going to assume that they are taking their own break. They know we have Frysk, but if she is coming and going from this underground, they are probably going nuts on as to why their instruments are all over the place. This may actually give us a chance to relax a bit. Thanks Echo. Take care and be careful out there. Keep in touch.” With that she went back to loading ammo into clips so it would be ready next time she needed it.
Echo picked up the plans and slipped them into one of the inside pockets in his jacket and made his way out the back. He was in and out of here enough that Undyne didn’t walk him out anymore. He knew the way and there was no point in lingering. Besides, if she walked him out, that would put the two of them together and make them easier targets. The way out was much cleaner and easier to traverse than the way in, if a bit longer. A door out of the den that opened with a simple knob on the inside and the same magic that worked on the entrance from the other side. Down a corridor to what looked like a dead end flat wall. This he just fired a golden gaster blaster at and the wall groaned, then split in two, opening from the center and letting him into a small cave. Once he was past the opening, it snapped shut, sealing as if it had never moved. It could only be opened from the inside though. Just another safety precaution. Leaving the cave, Echo made his way back into the snow covered domain that was his area to watch over and to deliver the plans to Monster Kid, who lived even deeper in the ice bound land than he did. Making his rounds, and checking the doors that led to the deepest part of the underground for any new prints to signify they had another new human to worry about, they didn’t, he pushed on and in the center of the snow-bound ruins, found Monster Kid scraping through a wooden shack probably looking for trouble.
“Hey, Kid. I got new orders for ya. I need these put into production ASAP.” He walked over and handed them down. “Undyne got them from her source.”
“How is she? She’s just amazing. I hope I can get to be as strong as her.” The kid gushed as a set of bionic arms he had designed took the layout from Echo and tucked it safely in one of his pouches.
Echo couldn’t help but grin at the kid’s enthusiasm. “She’s as brutish and bossy as ever.”
“Awesome!” gasped the kid.
“Well, you’d better get started on those. We’re counting on you.”
“Yes sir!” and he took off, falling on his face several times before disappearing from sight.
Echo couldn’t believe someone so clumsy was so good at production, but the kid pulled through every time. With the plans delivered, and his patrol now done, he was free for the rest of the day. Having nothing better to do, he figured he would follow through on his earlier plan and go pay a visit to Amethyst in his bar. The levelless elemental in the Fell verse was always easy going and happy to talk. He didn’t know how the guy kept from being dusted but he certainly ran a nice joint.
Stepping through the portal, the change was instant and disorienting as it always was. The two story house and fenced in back area always made him feel hemmed in and a bit small, even though he was six foot. The snow here was almost as grey as that in his verse, but still a few shades lighter. Echo made his way from out behind the house, ignoring the sniveling that came from the small attached building behind it. It wasn’t any of his business. As he went to step out of the yard and away from the property entirely, a form even taller than his own stepped in front of him, blocking his way, forcing him to take a few steps back.
“And who the fuck are you? Trying to kill my bro’s pet no doubt, heh, well now you shall deal with me, the great and terrible Boss of Snowdin!” exclaimed the towering skeleton monster who promptly summoned a lethal looking sword.
“Whoa, calm down bud. I’m just here to get a drink at Amethyst’s. I’m just passing through.” Echo held his hands out, showing he wasn’t currently holding any weapons, though the fact that he was armed was plain to see. “From that thing.” He jerked his head toward the portal behind him and pointed with is thumb over his shoulder as well.
Boss studied him for a few moments more, then dispelled the sword. “Heh, Spikes did say we might be getting strangers through it at times. What a nuisance. Well, I guess I’ll have my lazy brother take you to the bar. He usually goes around this time anyway. Come on.” He stepped away, gesturing for Echo to step ahead of him, but he stood his ground.
“I’m sure I can find my own way thank you, and I’m not fool enough to show my back to a potential enemy. You did just pull a sword on me without provocation.”
Boss narrowed his eyes. “Well, you aren’t stupid, that much I can see at least.” He looked him up and down. “I’ll still have my brother accompany you. I don’t need any more trouble running around here. We have enough without you adding more. Give me your name.”
“I’m Echo, you said your name is Boss, correct? And your brother that is to be accompanying me, what would his name be?” Echo finally submitted to accepting an escort. Having a drinking buddy wasn’t always a bad thing, and the guy looked a lot like the Papyrus from his world, similar attitude too.
Boss growled, but answered. “He’s called Fell. Come on then.” This time he stepped to the side so that Echo could walk beside him. Echo’s head only came up to his shoulder. Boss was around six foot ten.
Nodding, Echo stepped out of the yard and easily fell in step with Boss and he led the way to the front of the house. Echo stepped to the side of the door so that Boss could open it and at Boss’s indication, stepped in first.
The area was clean, other than a few small socks laying under the sofa or in the corners. Standing just inside the door and off to the side, Echo was able to see and watch the entire room and know what was going on without being in the way or getting caught between anything that may happen. The way he positioned himself was not lost on Boss either.
Once the door closed, Boss sighed, rubbing a gloved hand up over his head. “You can relax. A lot of that is for show. As I’m sure you’ve noticed, this is not a soft world. You obviously don’t come from a plushy place either.” Boss glanced sideways at a space just above Echo, focusing and brining into his vision the other’s levels. They were actually almost even. It was impressive, in a sick and gruesome way. He put the thought out of his head and headed toward the stairs, or more correctly the closet under the stairs, which he then banged on harshly. “Fell, get out here, I have a job for you.” He roared, making Echo jump slightly behind him.
“Commin’ Boss!” Called out a slightly pitched voice. It almost could have been female, but not quite. It certainly sounded cute. When the short closet door opened, and a small skeleton stepped out, Echo wasn’t too surprised to see a Sans look-a-like, but the sharp teeth and the one gold one were certainly a surprise. He looked bad ass in a black jacket and tawny faux fur lining with a broken red soul patched on the sleeves and a red turtleneck underneath and finally a gold and silver spiked dog collar. The look somehow wasn’t diminished by the black basketball shorts that fell past his knees. On his right hand he had a small gold ring on every finger, each inset with a different colored stone. His left was buried in his pocket, but it wasn’t hard to assume that the fingers of that hand also had the final colors of the souls set in gold rings. Connected to his collar and wrapped around his shoulders was a large heavy gold chain. To finish off the look, although it was probably not done for pleasure or anesthetic, a crack ran up from his left eye, which burned a bright red, and down from it a few inches in each direction. For being such a small being, he was exceptionally intimidating.
Boss obviously wasn’t intimidated in the least as he reached down and wrapped the gold chain tight around the smaller’s frame. “Fell, this outsider want to go to the bar. Why don’t you escort him and make sure he doesn’t cause any trouble while he’s there. Perhaps he’ll help you in return for your genrousity.”
Fell’s eyes widened as the chain continued tightening until it was grinding his bones quite painfully, but not quite enough to snap any of them. “Yes Boss, I can do that. It will be no problem, or rather, I will make sure he causes no problems, sir, Boss.” Fell stammered as he tried to look away and convince his younger brother that he could handle the task.
Disgusted with his brother’s weakness, Boss let the chains fall loose and waved to Echo. “He’s over there. Make sure there are no mishaps or else.” He growled and stomped to the kitchen.
Echo didn’t know what to make of the strange display. Boss had not looked over to him, so it wasn’t a show, and Fell took it all like it was normal. Was this the way things were in this verse? It seemed that hostility was not just outside of the home as Boss had made it sound when they had first entered the house. He saw Fell duck back in the closet, only to immerge seconds later with a set of black sneakers that had spikes on the backs of the heels and over the toes. They matched the rest of his outfit.
Once his shoes were tied, Fell made his way out, followed by Echo. Once they were outside, Echo spoke up. “I’m sorry to be any trouble. I’ve visited the bar here a few times without incident, but I’ve never run into your brother before. I was just looking to get away a little.” He shrugged as he finished.
“Well, you just happened to come after Amethyst’s closed and they won’t open for a few days, but you gave Boss a reason to let me out of that closet and go to the bar for an indefinite amount of time. You pick the verse and first round is on me.” Now that they were away from Boss, Fell’s voice deepened and lost the feminine crack that it had had inside. He also had more attitude and confidence it seemed.
“Well, if that is how it is, I’ll let you pick. This is the only verse I know other than my own. I’ll hazard a guess you know more than I.” reasoned Echo. Fell certainly seemed more reasonable than his brash brother.
“Damn straight I know more than two fucked up verses. In fact, I know the perfect pussy verse to get us some good drinks cheap. They wouldn’t know how to dust someone if their life depended on it, so we’ll be completely safe to get trashed too, heh. Come on.” By this time, they were back to the portal. Fell held out his hand and Echo hesitantly took it, unsure about putting his life in the hands of someone he didn’t know, but the other had so little HP he didn’t think that he really had to worry about being in immediate danger if he stayed next to the small skeleton.
The stepped through and onto clean, crisp snow that was well tracked from the passage of people coming and going through the portal. No sooner had they stepped through and a little away though, than did another set come through. Another skeletal monster with a groaning human in his arms had just popped through and had a purple blush covering his face.
“Hold on Frisk, I’ll get you some cool cloths and somewhere warm soon. Oh, I hope Sans isn’t too drunk yet. I’m going to need his help with this!” The newcomer muttered to himself. Then he finally noticed the company. “Oh, hello. I’m sorry, but I’m a bit preoccupied at the moment. If you could come back in, oh, say an hour, maybe I could…” his words died as he took in their appearance and finally their levels. “Oh stars. I hope Sans is home.”
Fell smirked. “We’ll be at the bar. Mine’s closed for the week and my buddy and I could use a drink. There’s no problem with that, now is there?” his grin showed off his gold tooth as well as the degree to which all of them were sharpened.
“No, no problem what-so-ever. If you see a skeleton there, could you tell him that he’s needed at home to help with Frisk if he’s not too drunk already?” the man asked. He was afraid of letting these two go, but he wasn’t really in a position to question them. This is what he got for creating a portal and not locking it up against monsters like these. Spikes had scared the bijeezes out of him, the smaller one who had done the talking somewhat resembled him, but the other, he dressed closer to the way Frysk typically did, not that he was going to ask them about their origins.
“Of course. That will be no problem at all. Is your girl alright?” Echo stepped forward, leaning down a little to examine her. She was similar to Frysk alright.
Gaster looked up, started as the taller stranger moved forward. “Y-yes, she just got drunk when she was out with a friend. I-I’m sure she’ll recover with rest.” He couldn’t believe he was stuttering just because of levels. He didn’t have this problem with Frysk, but the scent coming off the taller skeleton was nice. Gaster shook his head. ‘The lust verse air must be addling my mind’ he thought as he forced himself to not step back.
“We’ll be going then. Thank you.” Echo told him, stepping back now that he had sated his curiosity as to the similarities between the human in his verse and another verses human.
As the two of them walked away, Echo could hear Fell grumbling and mocking him, “Oh, we’ll be going now. Thank you. Like we needed that pansy’s permission. I go where I want.” He unconsciously pulled at the chain attached to his collar.
Echo smiled to himself. The little skeleton was certainly interesting.
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