Well well well, I have to say, myself I was surprised when this idea for a prequel to my first story, A New Tale, came to me. I actually never considered making a prequel for one of my stories, but then I got the idea, and was like "why not?". Whatever, you've surely read the summary, right? So no real Undertale things included in there, but it still takes place in the same universe in which I've set "A New Tale". So, let's uncover the origins of my first story, shall we? Also, when I had the idea, I realized that this also could fill the small potholes laying behind Frisk and Clovis' past, and might help to make a better visualisation of the world the whole story is taking place in.

Ps : At the start, I had no planned prologue, but to my surprise, it turned into one.

In a small house, somewhere in a forest full of light, something no passerby would expect was happening during this seemingly calm start of the afternoon.

- AAAAAAAAH!

- *gasp* Oh my, finally, go on, dear, I can now see her head.

- Could you remind me again why we stayed here instead of taking Marla to the hospital?

- Maybe because she's my daughter. Oh, and also because first, none of us owns a car, the town is nearly two hours from there even if we had one, then there's the fact that the contractions begun when we were the least expecting it, I DON'T KNOW, I'M TRYING TO MAKE IT SO MY DAUGHTER AND GRANDDAUGHTER DON'T DIE SO STOP COMPLAINING AND GIVE ME A HAND IN THERE WITH YOUR HEALING THINGY ZACH!

- Alright, alright! But don't worry, none of them is near that kind of critical state.

- Then, ah, could you help, oooh that hurt, help my mother, honey?

- Well… I don't… you know, really understand how I could possibly help unless someone here get hurt during the child's birth, sorry, sweetie.

- Ugh, Zachary Windale Sorias, move your butt and help my mother before the baby's out, or I swear I'll kick your ass myself the moment I'll be able to stand on my own!

- B-but-

- ZACH! ! !

- *sigh* Okay… what do we do?

[A few hours later]

Thankfully, the rest went smoothly, and both baby and mother were perfectly fine, even if everyone had been exhausted after the stress this situation had put on them.

Everything had been cleaned. The blood, and other body fluids wiped from the floor, and removed of other items it had been spilled on. The case of the umbilical cord had been expertly handled by the new grandmother. After the crazy events they just went through, everyone decided to take a nap. Newborn and mother where cuddled together. On the other side of the living room, the man was laying on a small couch. The older woman had managed to reach her bed, before collapsing on it, but still with a smile on her face. Completely depleted of any energy, they would only wake up late in the morning.

[In the morning]

Zachary had woke up with a start, when the memories of the day before came back to him. Sitting straight up, he saw the kid safely sleeping in the arms of her mother.

Then, something dawned on him, hitting the poor man like a wall of bricks.

What would they do now?!

- Oh my god, and to think being a father would not be stressful enough. First day, and we're already going to have many problems, he desperately exclaimed.

The healer soon found out that maybe nearly screaming in the morning wasn't a good idea.

The baby started to cry.

- Uh? What…

Marla was waking up as well, and when she realized that her boyfriend was the one who had woke them up, she went mad at him.

Dear Zach never knew what happened to him, as a giant pile of pillows covered him.

- I swear, start doing this again and the girl will never know why her father is missing!

"Man, the nerves of that girl, sometimes", he anxiously thought.

In the meanwhile, the woman had kept holding the baby in her right arm, while using her left to throw all the pillows she could reach from her position. The soft objects harmlessly bounced off the man, some of them going back at her. At that, Marla happily kept him busy trying to dodge, in fear she would choose to take a different type of ammo, like the decorative glass balls in the bowl just at her right, for example.

Luckily, she didn't, and quickly no more of the fabric-filled cotton squares came back to her, effectively cutting the woman's access to objects she could throw.

Now, her attention went back to her daughter, who she quickly calmed down. However, she was surprised when she saw two big blue eyes, the same blue sapphires had, looking back at her in curiosity mixed with anxiety.

Zach, on his side, sighed, before embarrassingly looking back at her, worrying when he noticed how pale she suddenly was, as Zoe, the newly found grandmother, arrived as quickly as her trembling body could allow here to. Her assurance from the last day was gone, as she wondered what had possibly happened.

- Oh dear, you haven't been parents for a week, and it's already going to assailing each other with pillows?

She had questioningly raised her eyebrows, surprised, before continuing.

- Aaah, I swear can almost hear the ghost of my poor mother screaming from the afterlife in despair. What have I done to the universe to get a daughter so sort-temp-*plaf*

This time, the pillow was from the other one, said daughter approvingly looking at him.

- Zoe, could you give us your spiel about your life another time? I almost got buried alive under pillows because I accidently woke up the baby, who woke up your angry demon of a girl!.. Uh…

The look Marla was giving him was now very unpleasant.

- … Is… is it me or it's getting hot in there?

Surprisingly, that simple sentence defused the tension left in the room, the baby having started to laugh at the parody-ish scene happening. Shortly after, everyone either chuckled, like Zoe, or openly laughed, as the other woman did.

- Okay, I guess I overreacted, admitted the mother, as everyone calmed down, the child still giggling.

- Hey, what do you girls want? To apologize for waking you all up like that, I propose I make the breakfast, how does that sound?

- Well, if you insist, acquiesced the older woman.

- Okay with me, I still feel drained, said the other, as she finally decided to lay down on the table, where soft tissues and other pillows, mostly the ones she had thrown at the father, had been placed when the situation had turned out of control.

- And we'll have to deal with the baby then, get everything. Plan where to move to when she'll get in age to get to school, as we are literally in the middle of nowhere, admitted Zoe.

- And if she inherited one of our powers, we'll have to teach her when the time comes, added Zachary.

Everyone stayed there, before Marla softly brought them back to reality.

- A name, she whispered.

- What, both asked.

- We still haven't named her…

She looked up at them.

- Honestly, I'll take any name right now, I might as well faint, she exclaimed despite herself.

Nobody talked, and for a long moment, they were lost in search of an answer.

Sometimes, one of the women opened her mouth, only to shut it close a few seconds later, nothing having crossed their lips.

Nonetheless, something finally came to the man.

- Your aunt.

- What did you said, asked Marla.

- You sometimes talked to me about your aunt, how you loved her. She sounded like a good person.

She was visibly shook when he mentioned her.

- Oh… y-yeah, but well… she died a few years ago…

- …

Zoe stayed silent, tears slowly forming in the corner of her eyes, before she hastily wiped them away.

- What was her name?

- … I can't remember, sorry, she barely whispered, surely cause of… yesterday.

- Amelia.

The word came out almost broken.

- What?

- My sister was named… Amelia, Zoe said, in spite of the ball forming in her throat, as it became hard for her to swallow.

Of the pair of siblings Zoe's parents had birthed, the pair she formed with Amelia was the most perfect one, and when she learned her beloved sister had died…

She never wanted anyone to bring that up ever again… but here they were, talking of her…

The two parents watched as the tears won, and ran freely over her visage. However, Zachary was quick to put a comforting hand on her shoulder. At the kind gesture, she forced herself to look up in his eyes, her own teal eyes meeting the nearly golden, dark pair of the man, who nodded his head reassuringly.

- Then her name shall be Amelia.

Nobody replied. Marla was glad for his choice, here own eye watering up, clouding slightly the sunset orange shade of her irises. The sad tears in Zoe's gaze turned to joyful ones, as she answered.

"… Thank you."

Oh my god I suck so much at these kind of scenes I fell like I failed everything, even the funny scene, HAAAAAAAAA-*brain melting*

Want me to be honest? The only scene I think I did somewhat properly is the one about naming the kid, that's all.

And, to anyone who is also reading the first "A New Tale", which this story is a prequel to, if anyone forgot that, I'm sorry. I know I said in chapter 16 there was supposed to be a big chapter up THIS week, but I found myself to be stuck after an important POV switch, that leads to the main events of said chapter. So, sorry about that.

As for anybody who may wonder why this doesn't seems related to Undertale, well, there's still the traits and soul thingy, the whole magic problem and barrier, the big backstory of the barrier too, but the events of the game are only really covered in the first story. So if you don't care about this prequel because there's no things like about what's going on under etc., etc., then go read the other one… still, the chapters at the start are sooooo cheesy, I might re-write them one day… maybe…

ANYWAY, enough of my rambling, you're surely sick of me talking and talking, so Imma shut up.

Bye, and have a good day.