Quick note: in this timeline Asriel isn't Kris' brother for reasons that will (maybe) make sense later

Kris hated when the clock was broken. It was one thing to have to sit in the same chair for hours, but not being able to tell how close it was to being over made it that much worse. It didn't help that Alphys apparently didn't know how to get the projector working.

He surveyed the class as he often did to stave off boredom. Everyone was normal...except for the fact that the purple dragon...dinosaur...lizard? He couldn't decide which she was more like. Either way, she was way later than usual for whatever reason. Not that it was much of a surprise to him.

Alphys didn't look like she was going to get the projector started anytime soon, so Kris took the opportunity to step out of the classroom for a bathroom break. Any excuse at all to stretch his legs was welcome at this point.

As he stepped out into the hallways, he heard a crunching and chewing sound. Turning his head towards it, he saw Susie - that was the name of the purple lizard...whatever she was, now that he thought about it - standing just outside the classroom door and eating what looked like chalk.

As soon as she noticed Kris standing there with a perplexed look on his face, she hastily swallowed the chalk and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.

"What do you think you're doing out here?" She growled as she bared her extremely sharp looking teeth, which looked no worse for the wear despite the habit of chewing on chalk.

"I didn't realize you got promoted to hall monitor all of a sudden." Kris replied in the most monotone voice he could muster.

That was not the answer she was looking for, as she responded by shoving Kris roughly against a locker. The impact didn't hurt much, but it was enough to make him consider using his ability to take that comment back.

"If you tell anyone about what you saw me doing, I'll eat your face off. Got it?"

Kris simply nodded his head up and down slowly. The temptation to make another snarky remark might get him hurt if he opened his mouth again. He liked his face and wanted to keep it, even if Susie might not have been serious about eating his face, it was a risk he didn't feel like taking.

Thankfully that seemed to satisfy her for the time being, and she dropped him onto his feet before striding into the classroom before adding to her threat. "I know a bit about your mom. She seems like a nice person. It'd be a shame to have to make her bury her son."

Kris for his part was not satisfied with merely escaping the encounter with his face intact, so as he headed back into the classroom he plotted his revenge. Nothing too drastic or hurtful, but enough to make her regret messing with him.

He fought to keep a smirk off his face as he sat back down and thought about how he was going to use the next week to drive her absolutely nuts. One of the benefits of having his ability was that you could move and "misplace" things without people seeing you do it. He'd always wanted to see how someone would hold up if things kept finding themselves mysteriously shifted around or lost, and there was no better time to start than now.

Alphys finally got the projector on and began her presentation. Kris payed her no mind, however, as his gaze was fixed on the backpack that Susie left lying next to her desk. With an instinct that felt as natural as breathing, he invoked his ability. A Shimmering blue humanoid figure, just a little taller than Kris himself, appeared above him. The figure would seem to be clad in shining armor to anyone who could see it, but Kris was certain that nobody but himself could. After all, nobody but Asgore had been able to see his "stand" as his father had put it, so what were the odds that anyone in the class could see it?

With this in mind, he maneuvered his stand over to the purple terror's backpack and reached its hand out to open it slowly. As he did, he noticed something was wrong. Susie's eyes were...following his stand? That couldn't be possible, could it?

All of sudden, a towering red shadow appeared right above Kris' own stand. The shadow seemed to be taking on the shape of a tall, muscular, bull-like figure in a long leather jacket and a large tomahawk in each hand.

Before Kris could process what was going on, the shadow slammed its foot down onto the hand of Kris' stand that was reaching for the backpack. Immediately upon impact, there was a loud crunching sound as Kris' wrist bent at an unnatural angle.

"Yep, definitely broken." He muttered to himself as he noticed the worried looks from his classmates. Susie, for her part, wore an expression of shock and what looked to Kris like regret.

Kris decided that he was not going to try and explain the broken wrist to Toriel that day, or deal with the pain that was just now making itself known. With a sigh, he invoked his stands ability. The events of the past few seconds began to play in reverse and slow motion as time rewound itself by just a few seconds, stopping right before the shadow manifested. This time he was ready for it, and pulled his stands hand back towards him as the shadow's foot came downwards. Instead of the sound of bones crunching, there was only a loud thud as the hoofed foot landed on the ground, cracking the classroom floor a little.

The loud sound drew some stares from the class, Alphys included, but nobody dared to ask about it considering that it came from Susie's general direction.

The shadow faded out of existence as Susie glared daggers at Kris, who returned the favor. He could only assume that his school's local terror had the same kind of power that he had. Just his luck. He withdrew his stand and turned his attention to Alphys, who was nervously beginning her presentation.


The rest of the school day passed by uneventfully, and Kris hastily made his way off of the school grounds while doing his best to avoid Susie on the way out. After a day like this, he REALLY needed his Azzie time.



Asriel was somewhat of an oddball. He had just moved into town one day out of the blue. He bought an old manor on the outskirts of the town and rarely left it. When he did decide to leave the comfort of his own, he was genial and happy to engage in idle conversation with whoever wanted some of his time. Kris had gotten along with him well, and after a while had just taken to coming over to his place for tea after school.

Today especially was no exception, and Kris actually felt some relief upon knocking on Asriel's door. He felt even more when Asriel actually answered, his tall and muscular form clad in a casual tanktop and sweatpants.

"Rough day, huh?" He asked, his voice indicating to Kris that he could already tell what kind of day he had.

"How could you tell?" Kris replied, legitimately curious how Asriel could tell. He always did his best to make his face a mask so that the habit would stick at school.

"You relax when you come around here, you know. Besides, I've learned to read you. No matter how stoic you try to be." Asriel replied with a smile as he walked inside to pur the tea he always had ready for Kris' visits. "So why don't you tell uncle Azzie what happened, huh?"

Asriel referring to himself as "Uncle Azzie" always made Kris chuckle a little. Despite acting only as old as Kris was sometimes, Asriel loved to joke about being more mature.

"I met another stand user." Kris replied as he followed Asriel in, closing the door behind him.

"Stand users attract other stand users." Asriel said in reply. "I've told you this before. Why are you surprised about it now?"

"It's the purple terror." Kris said with a sigh. "And she knows I have one too."

"By ''purple terror'' you mean that girl that looks scary but doesn't really do much else? And did you forget what I said about your stand being like your dick? You're only supposed to whip it out if you really need it."

"I really hate that comparison." Kris shot back as he took a seat at the table of the spacious dining room. "And I didn't show it off. I was going to use it to get back at her for making my life flash before my eyes."

"What's her stand like?" Asriel sat down next to Kris as he asked his question, pouring the both of them some tea.

"Humanoid shape, like you said most of them are. Big, tall, and broke my wrist by stepping on it. I think she doesn't know her own strength, that or she didn't know that damage to a stand transfers to the user too." Kris winced in between sips of his tea as he recalled the feeling of his wrist breaking under the weight of the stands foot.

"Sounds to me like it's something you shouldn't fight if you don't have to. Rewinding time will only get you so far. Speaking of which, how many seconds are you up to now?" Asriel eyed him expectantly. He always enjoyed hearing about Kris' progress with his skill. At first he had only been able to rewind one second every hour, but as he practiced with it he decreased both the cooldown and increased how long he could rewind.

"Five seconds every fifteen minutes on a good day." Kris replied proudly. "I haven't had a broken bone or a scraped knee in ages because of that ability."

"Just make sure you don't get careless because of it. Or rely on it in a fight for that matter. Not that I think you'll be getting into a fight anytime soon." He hastily added. "You've always been good at avoiding those." Asriel's voice was tinted with concern. Something that Kris heard all too often when they discussed his stand.

"I'll just avoid Susie like I usually do. It's not like she's excited about interacting with me either."

 Asriel groaned a little at the comment. "Come on, Kris. Don't you think it's time you made some friends at school? I don't mean to sound like your parents or anything, but I'm your only close friend and I'm twice your age. Even if I don't act like it sometimes."


Now Asriel had really lost him. The whole "befriending the bully" thing only happened in movies. "So you think I should try and make friends with someone who would probably rather throw me off a roof than talk with me for five minutes?"

"I don't think she's as bad as you think. Everyone has a reason for acting like they do. Besides, you both have stands. So you have something in common already." Asriel punctuated the last comment with a pleased chuckle. His bad habit of laughing at his own jokes was almost funny in of itself.

"Do you want me to get my face eaten? I'm already on thin ice because I saw her eating chalk."

"Would you just try it? For me? You can always rewind time if you REALLY screw up, after all."

Kris gave a defeated sigh in response. Asriel could really be convincing when he wanted to be. "Fine. But only once tomorrow. If it doesn't work out I'll just leave her alone from then on."

Asriel patted him gently on the back. "Attaboy. It's also generally a good rule of thumb to try to be on good terms with your fellow stand users. Especially ones that can kick your ass."

Kris chose not to acknowledge the last comment, and they turned the conversation to more casual matters for the rest of the visit. once the tea was all gone, he bade Asriel farewell and headed home.

Home this week was with Toriel, who was as affectionate as ever. But Kris didn't see the point in telling her about the stuff that had gone on that day. It would only worry her.

The next day he found himself a little anxious to actually go to school. As much as he wouldn't admit it to Asriel, Susie's stand scared him a little. Nevertheless, he walked into Alphys' classroom determined to try and make good on his promise to Asriel.

Susie was reclining in her chair, not even bothering to pay attention to Alphys. She gave Kris a nasty look as he entered, but went back to looking out the window before long.

 He breathed a sigh of relief internally when Alphys announced that they were having a class project that day. This was going to make it a lot easier to approach the purple menace.

 Everyone else quickly paired up into groups, and within a few minutes Susie and Kris were the only ones with no groups. This was the time. Before Alphys could assign him a group, he stood up and announced: "I'm pairing up with Susie."

The entire class gave him looks that varied from "What are you doing?" and "You poor, poor idiot." Susie's expression was pure confusion, for once with no hint of anger of ill will. That was a good sign.

Alphys hesitantly assented to his request when Susie didn't raise any objection, and Kris carefully took a seat next to his new partner.

"What the fuck are you thinking?" She whispered harshly. "I was planning to just wait this out and do my project myself like I always do. But NO, you fucked that up too!"

"Woah there, calm down." Kris whispered back. "I'm not interested in actually doing the project with you. You can do it all yourself if you like. I'm more interested in your...ability."

"You mean Rude Buster?" Susie replied with a grin. "Almost got you by surprise there, huh?"

"What, you named yours?" Kris asked in disbelief.

"You didn't? Isn't that mandatory if you have a cool ability?" Susie's expression had softened considerably, and was more enthusiastic than confused now.

It seemed to Kris that she was legitimately happy to find someone with the same ability she did. He guessed it felt like being part of an exclusive club or something. He still thought naming your stand was dumb, but he didn't want to tell her that.

"So, when did you figure out you had it? I've had mine since I was a young kid."

"Just a few days ago." It was Kris' turn to look confused now. What she said next didn't serve to lessen that either. "I got hit in the shoulder with an arrow while I was skipping a class. The wound didn't really hurt that bad, but for some reason I passed out anyway. When I woke up the arrow and the wound were gone, and I just found that I could conjure up that shadow thing at will."

This was the weirdest thing Kris had heard in a long time, but he didn't have a reason to disbelieve it. "And...you're not worried that you got shot by an arrow?"

"Why would I be? After all, now I can smash and chop stuff up way better than I could before! Why should I be worried about that?"

Before Kris could reply, Alphys interrupted them. She had run out of chalk, and apparently it was his and Susie's job to go get it. He wasn't about to complain about being able to talk louder outside the classroom, and apparently neither was Susie. the two of them left the classroom and made their way toward the storage closet, still discussing the arrow incident.

"You realize that if someone shot you with that arrow and knew it would give you that ability, they might have a reason for doing it? One that doesn't coincide with your best interests?"

Susie gave him a look like he had just said water wasn't wet. "Why would I care? It's not a problem yet. I'll just cross that bridge when I come to it. And why do you care anyway? I bet you're just jealous that my ability's stronger than yours."

"We haven't had a good chance to test who's stronger." Kris pointed out. "You didn't actually hit me, if you remember."

Susie growled at him in response. "We can test that whenever you feel like getting  a broken nose."

The two of them arrived at the supply closet, which sat open, yet almost unnaturally dark inside.

"Geez, someone forgot to leave the light on." Susie said, sounding annoyed at what Kris felt was just a  slight inconvenience. "I fucking swear, the entire staff spends half the day goofing off or something. How are you supposed to even see the-"

As Susie took a step into the darkness, her voice suddenly cut off. Kris stopped right at the edge of the darkness she vanished into and called for her twice with no response.

Kris weighed his options. Either she was playing a prank on him, which was entirely possible, or something was seriously wrong here. He decided to test the darkness by having his stand reach into the darkness.

As soon as his stand's hand touched the spot where the lights of the hallways turned into pitch black, he felt himself being pulled into the darkness by an overwhelming force. Before his head entered the dark, he turned back time to just before he touched the black void and sighed in relief. He may have promised Asriel he'd try and be on good terms with Susie, but he certainly didn't plan on possibly dying for her.

He turned around to leave, and suddenly felt an iron grip on his leg. Turning around, he saw what looked like a plate armored hand reaching out of the darkness and wrapping around his ankle.

Before he could move his stand to attack the hand, it pulled him backwards into the darkness, letting go as soon his body had touched the blackness. This time, with his rewind ability used up, he could do nothing to stop himself form following Susie into the storage closet.