Frisk had set the monsters free. As every story goes they all lived happily ever after. For a while. A couple years after the wonderful day of the monsters being set free, a terrible accident happened. Even the smartest people in the world, the mediums and fortune tellers wouldn't be able to see this coming. It was an event that killed so many people just by the impact.
Papyrus, before the incident, had been a dishwasher at a local restaurant called Vince's. It was a very appreciated italian restaurant that was held to the highest expectation. Frisk could remember the pure joy in Papyrus' face when he came home talking about his promotion from janitor to dishwasher.
"Everyone look! It's a letter from Vince's!" Papyrus exclaimed. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up at the excited skeleton; well everyone but Chara and Flowey. Those two kept playing their video game. "You have received this check for 350 dollars after getting promoted to dishwasher…" Papyrus continued the reading the details of his new job assignment. Everyone was smiling, each one slightly different. Toriel, Asgore, and Sans all had this look of pride and love. It looked like they were looking at their child all grown up heading to college. Undyne, Mettaton, Asriel, and Frisk all seemed almost as excited as Papyrus. Their grin reaching ear to ear and growing larger by the second.
Undyne and Alphys had actually gotten together and married. Their wedding was the grandest thing anyone had seen in years…
Undyne fixed her tie, waiting for her lovely soon to be wife to starts walking down the carpet. She looked over to her best people (she thought it was dumb to limit the genders of her best friends) for reassurance. Asgore gave a caring smile, it took a little edge off Undyne to know someone was looking out for not just this wedding but for herself as well. Chara gave a semi forced grin and a thumbs up. This grin wasn't the one they wore while staring down at dust. Or the one when they held a limp body in their hand. That was all in the past and Undyne didn't need to know the difference. Papyrus was staring at the birds flying above them, not paying attention at all. When Undyne looked over to Monster Kid only to see him give an urgent look to the other way. Undyne saw everyone else's fingers pointing for her to turn around. She looked over confused the realized why.
Alphys walked slowly making sure not to trip. Step. Toe. Touch. Step. Toe. Touch. Step and so on. She looked up about half way down the walkway. She could see tears start to fall down Undyne's face at the sight of her. She resisted the urge to cover her face with her hands to hide her mad blush. She clutched the bouquet a little tighter.
She finally ended up at the steps under the arch. Frisk with a blank expression began to say all the necessary things any preacher would say. It took a long time to figure out who would play what part. They figured out best people, bridespeople, flower person and ring bearer. They had also figured out the catering a spot they would have it. The only problem was the priest. They knew no one who would be able to actually wed them. They looked at their list of important and saw the only non crossed out name. Frisk! When they asked what she thought, Frisk was overjoyed.
Flower petals fell into the walkway, following the bridespeople: Toriel, Muffet, Mettaton and Sans. Quite funny seeing Sans in a frilly dress. They offered him a suit but he chose to match the pink dresses. Flowey, in his pot with wheels, just used his vines to create and set flowers down in the walkway. It was a sick joke but Flowey actually thought it was quite hilarious. The flower being the flower person. Flowey stopped at the edge of the arch steps. Frisk cleared their throat, ready for the ring bearer to show up. Asriel, in a cute suite, waltzed down with two beautiful rings on a gold colored pillow.
Undyne grabbed one of the rings and slipped onto her favorite persons finger. Alphys grabbed her almost wife's ring and slid it on as well.
"Do you, Alphys Grace Johnson take Undyne Carrie as your lawfully wedded wife?"
Alphys swallowed hard. What if they never lived happily ever after? What if she messes everything up one day and they divorce? What would happen if- "I-I do!" It just slipped out. It felt natural to say after hearing a statement like that.
"Do you, Undyne Michelle Carrie take Alphys Johnson as your lawfully wedded wife?"
Undyne smiled widely. A toothy grin of pure happiness. Tears were still streaming down her face. "I do!"
"You may now kiss the bride!"
Toriel had gotten her beloved job as an elementary school teacher…
"Now, what do we need to do first in this problem?" Toriel questioned her students. She pointed to a division problem on the board. It was a simple problem for anyone above 3rd grade but these kids stared intently. Toriel heard a ding from the other side of the classroom. She pointed at Jenny who began smiling. It took a click of a button then a robotic like voice said:
"5." Toriel not only taught part time elementary kids she also taught the special education classes, having experiences with troubled kids.
"Good job Jenny, but we're looking for the first step on how to figure this out." Toriel responded calmly. She didn't want to upset Jenny since she did indeed get the correct answer.
"OO! Mrs. Dreemurr call on me!" Spastic movement and other shouting came from the other side of the room.
"Jeremy calm down. Remember to take in a couple of breaths before you answer."
Jeremy took a deep breath. "First you have to see how many 3s can go into 15!"
"Wonderful job!" The door creaked open and revealed Mr. Dreemurr. Toriel's husband Asgore. Asgore stayed at home and occasionally stopped by to drop things off for Toriel or sing a song to the students. He was considered an assistant teacher. A parent volunteer.
"Ah division. I was always bad at this stuff. You little rascals are probably way better at this than I am," Asgore lied. He was actually very talented in math. But that didn't matter.
"Come to sing a song?" Toriel asked. The kids cheered in excitement. Asgore just looked at everyone and pulled his guitar case from behind his back.
"What's this doing here?" Asgore joked referencing the guitar, "Well, might as well!" Asgore grinned. He took a seat in the rocking chair in the back of the room. All the kids crowded around him on the colored rug.
"You are my sunshine!
My only sunshine!
You make me happy,
When skies are gray!.. "
Asgore continues to sing as Toriel smiled.
Mettaton had become a video super star!
"Hello beauties! Today we are interviewing the person who let the monsters free from the underground and the person who helped them and as well released the monsters from the underground!"
"Hello beauties! Today we interview the founder of Vince's! One of the most top-notch italian restaurants!"
"Hello beauties! Today we are interviewing Candy! A best selling pop singer who has 20 golden records!"
"Hello beauties! Today we are interviewing the president of the United States!"
Sans had actually began to work as a matress store employee…
"Excuse me, sir…" A lady with her kid poked Sans' sleeping body with a pen, as if he had a disease. She growled when he kept snoring. "Excuse me!" She began to poke him violently. "SIR EXCUSE ME!" Sans shot up to look at the lady.
"Hi welcome to Mattress Firm, and if you don't mind me poking around, how may I help you?" He chuckled at his own joke and the kid almost attached to the lady's hip snickered. The lady had a very thin bob and tiny glasses covering her eyes. She growled once more.
"I'm looking for the return section," She said through gritted teeth.
"Ah don't be such a snore! Why don't you buy another mattress to make up for the one you're trying to return!" Sans smiled as he did his little speech whenever someone tried to return something.
"It seems like you're the only one snoring." Her voice was so sharp it could cut through steel.
"Well we also don't have a return policy. It says so at the registers."
"Can I speak to your manager."
Asriel and Flowey had been separated…
Asriel walked into their new bedroom and smiled weakly. "Something wrong?" Flowey asked with sarcasm but you could tell he meant it well.
"Mm. Not really. I'm just thinking about before we died."
"What about it?" Asriel set Flowey down on their bedside table.
"Well I feel bad. I don't think us going along with the plan helped Chara with their mental state. Imagine killing yourself for your family and then having to see your best friend die at your kind's hands. I also think their keeping something from us. Something after they died. Sometimes when they look off, not paying attention…" Asriel gulped. "I can see the pain in their eyes. The look of emptiness and death."
"Asriel. It's not your fault that Chara did what she did after she died. You did the right thing not killing the humans. And Chara's mental state hasn't gotten worse. I think it's even gotten better. She's surrounded by people who love her. And she's taking her medication needed to assist the fight against it."
"You think we're good people?"
"Yeah. We're good people."
And as for Chara, she's come back to life again. But that also meant she still had her troubles…
"Alright C-Chara. How has your m-medication been?" Alphys asked the child on the lab table. Chara smiled a bit. She had recently gotten Concerta for her to take to make her focus a bit better. She also now has to take Lamictal to make her mood a little better. She had multiple mental disorders as most kids with a past like hers have. She had been taking her pills for her anxiety and depression, and with those mostly out of the way it made it easier for her to focus on her psychotic tendencies. She had a slight case of RAD which was repulsive attachment disorder. Something most kids with abusive parents have.
"The Lamictal tastes bad. But I do feel happier; if that's what is supposed to happen." Alphys flipped through her notebook titled Patients Medication and finally got to the tab that said Chara. A long list of different names, each with a description and a rating of 1 to 5 stars. Past abuse affects people in many ways. One way is the fact they didn't want to be touched. Chara, after having over 5 years of therapy with Toriel and trained professionals, she got to the point where some days you can even give her a hug. She also had a lot of anger issues and it was hard to control herself when she flew off the handle.
One thing, that puzzled Alphys was the fact that Chara's emotions became stronger and a lot more genuine whenever she was close to Frisk. Maybe it was because they were still connected so she was filled with a lot more love and determination. That was good, but whenever she was too far from Frisk she would usually go back to her old ways. Cold and distant. Which is also why they had become girlfriends!
The door slammed open, "Sorry I'm late!" Frisk gasped for breath and continued, "How's it going?" Frisk looked at Chara's wrist and saw the yellow wristband, it meant she was okay with minimal touch. Frisk smiled and gave a quick peck on Chara's cheek. Chara smiled a small bit.
Frisk had become the ambassador of the monsters!
"Ambassador Frisk! What is your reaction to the new AMC video, threatening the very town that 78.6% of monsters are currently living in?" The reporter's question stuck out from the other millions being asked. Frisk flinched a bit. She knew people were going to ask about the video.
"The Board of Monster Representatives are trying to find a way to permanently shut down the AMC but as you know, it isn't an easy task," Frisk took an unnecessary breath, "This behavior will not be tolerated and we are all hoping it will not result in violence." It was true. The Anti-Monster Cult wasn't an easy thing to just disappear, as much as everyone wishes it was.
"Aren't you worried they might kill your family? Or your possible lover? Tell us more about this Chara! The one who we've seen around you a lot in pictures!" Another reporter inquired. Frisk blushed deep. This was legal business not some US Weekly magazine or some social media site.
"I will not further discuss the topic of my love status." Frisk tried her best to not sound annoyed or upset. That didn't help much as some reporters started making remarks about her attitude. Thankfully, some bodyguards came and escorted the paparazzi and reporters out. Frisk slowly walked to the back of the building where her family and Chara were conversing. "I'm sorry Chara."
"It's okay. It's their fault that they are super ignorant," Chara smiled a bit. "I l-love you…" Frisk gasped. She had never heard Chara say I love you and now she was saying it to her?! Was the medication helping that much? Frisk smiled wide.
"I love you too."