Three Sanses, along with a human, descended into the pitch-black save interface once again.
Murder held the human's corpse, while Killer held Chara's soul.
"...Did you sort things out?"
Geno approached them. When Papyrus wasn't involved, she was still fairly normal.
"Yep."
Killer flung Chara's soul into the far blue yonder with a backhand toss. The soul moved so fast that it would surely return in less than fifteen minutes anyway.
Then, rather than waste the Determination Magic in her hand, Killer used her hand, stained with bright red magic power, to grab Fate, in Frisk's soul form, by the scruff of the neck.
She shoved them back into the empty body.
Splash~
An eerie sloshing sound came from Frisk's body. The soulless shell finally regained its vitality and shakily stood up.
"Keep your promise, child."
Geno snapped her fingers, and Frisk and Sans vanished on the spot.
The Save Space suddenly felt a little deserted.
A huge screen appeared before them, showing Frisk's journey from a third-person perspective.
"So... how's it going?"
Killer pulled three chairs out of nowhere and promptly draped an arm around each of the others, with a huge tub of popcorn resting on her lap.
"Hey, Killer, are you here for a picnic?"
Even Murder was a little speechless. How did she have absolutely everything?
She'd mocked them for being bottomless storage bags last time, but apparently she had one herself.
"Why do you two look so stiff? Just make yourselves at home."
"Killer, this isn't your save interface, is it?"
"Oh, forget about that. Have some popcorn."
She stuffed some popcorn into Murder's mouth, cutting off his complaints.
Meanwhile, Geno remained completely absorbed in watching the human's experiences on the screen.
They showed Toriel that they were capable of venturing out into the world.