Frisk awoke in the middle of the night. She looked over to Asriel's bed next to hers.

"No! Stop!" he cried, tossing in his bed. Frisk ran over and shook him awake. Asriel blinked and looked at he, his eyes wide with terror. "Who are you?"

"Asriel, it's me!" Frisk replied quickly. She sat down next to him.

Asriel sighed and placed his hand on his forehead. "I'm sorry I woke you, Frisk. I'm fine. Go back to bed."

Frisk placed her hand on his arm. "No, Asriel. I want to be here for you. Stop pushing me away. What did you dream about this time?"

Asriel shook his head. "It's just the same nightmare every night. It's me, but... I'm still a flower, and I keep hurting people. I was laughing, Frisk! I enjoyed harming others! I'm afraid it's going to happen again... that I'll wake up in the garden as a flower again."

"Asriel, you love Toriel and Asgore, don't you?" Frisk asked him.

"Of course! I love my parents very much, but..."

"You didn't love as a flower. But you love now." She put her hand on his shoulder and looked him in the eye. "I promise you that you'll never be a flower again. You'll stay the way you are, goat boy."

"Hey, I told you not to call me 'goat boy'!" Asriel said angrily, but Frisk could tell he was smiling.

"You're a good friend, Asriel," Frisk said.

"I find it hard to believe you really mean it," Asriel responded, "after everything I've done. How do you do it?"

"Do what?"

"Forgive me. After I tried to kill you and all..."

Frisk shrugged. "I dunno." She smirked. "I'm not one to hold a grudge."

Asriel laughed a little.

"So, you ready for the first day of school tomorrow?" Frisk asked, changing the subject.

Asriel pointed to his alarm clock. "It's last midnight. Technically, our first day of school is today."

Frisk laughed and nudged him playfully. "You know what I meant, goat bro."

Asriel looked away. "All jokes aside, I'm nervous. I've never been to a real school before, much less a school with humans."

"They'll love you," Frisk assured him. "Who wouldn't love a gentle goat man? And if they do anything to you, I'll whip 'em with my stick!" Frisk smiled and brushed her short brown hair out of her face. "Don't worry, Azzy. I'll be with you the entire time."

Asriel grinned back at her. "Thanks, Frisk."