Hello, I am Alwaysthetruth with my first Undertale fic, I hope you all enjoy!

NOTE: In order to write a satisfying story, the follows plot liberties are taken:

1. All other children who fell into the UG are considered null.

2. Frisk appears while Chara is alive.

3. Takes place close to the start of Undertale.

"Mom, do I have to wear these clothes?" I ask, struggling to get my shirt tucked in my jeans.

"Yes, my child. You know this is a very important day for everyone in the Underground, and they want to see you at your best," my mom began to walk out of the room, "now come on, we can't keep them waiting."

I sighed, then smiled, "Of course, Mom." I quickly followed her out of the door.

Today is my 15th birthday. First one in a year if you can believe it, my Mom sure can't. Today I was to give a speech from the hanging overpass in my house. Quite a convenient system, though I still repeated my lines several times in my head. I still had a little more than an hour to go until it started, so I decided to go up the elevator to the golden "Judgement Hall", hoping to find my dad taking care of the flower garden I'd grown so attached to over the years.

I only took a couple steps out of the elevator, however, when I was attacked from behind.

"Ha, I got you! So much for being the God of Hyperdeath, huh?"

Just from that manner and tone, I immediately knew who it was, "Chara, I really would appreciate if you'd stop greeting me like that... and stop calling me that name!"

She quickly ran in front of me and gave a condescending smile. "Come on, Azzy, lighten up a little. This is your birthday, after all!"

"Yeah, you know how birthdays are for me..." Typically, my birthdays are filled with stress, looking down on the expecting faces on all the monsters will do that to you. They all want to be freed, and I was to be the one that brings them there? It all terrifies me to be honest.

"Well, Asriel, if you need to talk about it, I'm your friend, alright?" Chara usually jokes around with me, but is compassionate when she can tell that I'm sad. "You're my best friend. It's all I can do to return the favor.

I return her kind words with a smile, "Thanks Chara, I needed that." Ever since the buttercup incident, our family grew a lot closer. Who knows what would've happened if she had died and I went through with the plan? She prefers if I don't mention it, so I never bring it up.

Out of all the relationships that grew, I think mine with Chara grew strongest. Over the course of our childhood we both continued to have good times and hard times. We still do, but today we're practically inseparable. We both know we can rely on the other and it's helped me keep my head on straight. For now, however, I'm focused on getting prepared for my speech.

"Well, I'd love to hang around and chat Chara, but I'm going to talk to Dad. I want to see how the garden is doing today." I began to walk to the garden, but she continued to follow me.

She quickly tugged on my shirt from behind, "Hey, what do you think I was up here for? No reason to run ahead of me."

She was right of course, it'd slipped my mind- that's the only reason anyone's ever up here... except for my dad. He spends most of his day up here. I've asked what he's doing all the time up here before, but he always says he'll tell me when I'm older. I don't press further, but I worry about him. I mean, of course I do! He's my dad.

We walked together through the hall and made it to the flower garden. I opened the door and saw my Dad watering the flowers. He was very delicate with them, talking to them as he watered them. His ears perked up suddenly and he turned to look at us.

"Is somebody there? Oh, why it's Asriel and Chara! I was just mending to the flowers. I'm almost done, do you want to help me with the last patch?" We both nodded and he pointed us in the direction of the old wooden shed. "There should be gardening tools in there."

The shed was, despite its age, taken care of. Which makes sense considering it's been used daily since I can't even remember. We quickly grab the tools and head back out to help him with the last batch.

"So, Happy Birthday Asriel! I'm sorry I wasn't there in the morning," Dad said, "but I was hoping to surprise you with my present..."

"Oh? What is it?"

"You can't know until the party, sorry."

"Well," asked Chara, "what about me?"

"Sorry Chara, but neither of you can know right now. It is the biggest thing we've ever given you. Please just wait until the party."

"Alright..." I answer. "Well, have any new flowers come into bloom?"

"Yes, actually!" Dad walked over to a small patch of sunflowers, "These ones are growing in well."

Chara walked over to one of the flowers and gave a soft smile, "These flowers remind me so much of where I'm from, the beauty..." Chara's smile turned into a frown, "and the pain." Chara never talked about the humans, or the world above, but when she did it often wasn't nice. In matter of fact, she told me the only reason she came here was due to the fact that humans who enter Mt. Ebott never return. She didn't say much more and I was too young to truly understand at the time, but the older I get the more I wonder what she must have gone through on the surface.

I smiled at her as best I could and said, "Don't think about that Chara, we'd never put you through pain... I hope you know that."

Chara chuckled, "Ofcourse I do silly, you all have loved me so much despite being human, which is pretty amazing considering I couldn't even get along with my own kind."

This triggered Dad's parental instincts, and he walked up to Chara and gave her a hug. In matter of act, there were even tears dripping down his face, "You don't have to deal with those humans any more Chara, we love you so much."

Chara's eyes even welled up a bit, "I love you all too... sometimes, I don't want to let go." She did, eventually let go. "Thanks, Asgore. Thank you both."

We finished watering the flowers and said our goodbyes to dad. Next time I see him will probably be at the celebration.

Chara and I made our way down to the MTT Hotel's "Royal Room", used only on important event days. What does MTT mean, you ask? Mettaton of course! He's only the most glamorous, popular superstar in the Underground! He has hotels, shirts, shows and just about anything you can think of named after him. His regular body is a box shaped tv host, but at his biggest shows he reveals a more human esque form. He's amazing! In matter of fact...

"Hello, darlings! And welcome to our absolutely fabulous production of The Temmie and the Beast! We hope you all enjoy the following presentation!"

He's on TV right now!

"Asriel come on now, this one isn't even supposed to be good!" Chara snickered.

"It will be, I guarantee it!" I pout and puffed out my cheeks for emphasis, "Apologize."

"For what?"

"For saying it will be bad!"

"...Fine, I'm sorry."

We paused for a moment, but we both burst out in laughter shortly after. To be honest, I didn't care how good the show was and neither did she, we were just happy to get some leisure time before the birthday party.

This was ending by my mom's appearance, "Come on children, it's time to go!"

I sigh, "Fiiiiiiine..." I walk out with Mom, but make sure to set the show to record first.

With that, we made our way down to dad's house where the party was to be held, where most of the guests were bound to already be waiting. I may have to give this big speech and all, but I'll be fine! ...Right?

Well that's it for the first chapter of this story, I hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it! As always with everything, please provide feedback where you want, I can always improve on a story.