They all walk out the sun rising upon their backs, and the wind rushing north. Everyone looks out to the new life they will have. "Oh my…" Toriel exclaims, "Isn't it beautiful, everyone?" Asgore says. Flowey seems to be annoyed by the way everyone loves the sun. "Everyone… This is a beginning of a bright new future. An era of peace between humans and monsters. Frisk... I have something to ask of you." Asgore kneels down to Frisk's size and puts one hand on her shoulder saying. "Will you act as our ambassador to the humans?" Frisk nods her head and gives a warm smile to him.

"Yeah! Frisk will be the best ambassador!" Papyrus exclaims, "And I, The Great Papyrus… Will be the best mascot! I'll go make a first impression!" Papyrus runs off and everyone follow him, except Toriel, Flowey, and Frisk.

Flowey looks up at Frisk, "Well, why are we still standing here? Don't you have somewhere to be?" Toriel looks at Frisk with great concern. "That's right. Don't you have a family of your own to be with?" Frisk points at Toriel, as if saying 'You are my family'. Toriel looks shocked, but her face melts into a warm smile. "Well let's go, everyone is waiting for us!" Frisk puts Flowey in one hand, and holds Toriel's hand. They walk away towards a forest.

After what seemed like hours of walking, they finally reached their friends. Flowey seemed very bored. "Listen, Frisk, I don't think I'm cut out to be with these guys. I don't even know what freboat-fry-froship… you get the point! I'll kill them or they'll kill me! (Hopefully the first one)" Frisk looks down at Flowey nods her head in reassurance, and gives him a nice pat.

Papyrus runs towards Frisk excitedly, "Frisk! Frisk! Look at how much work I have done to make us a brand new house! That we can all live in!" The house behind Papyrus seems rushed. It looks like nine or ten pieces of wood nailed together into a triangle. Frisk walks up to Papyrus and pats him on the arm. "Oh, I know it's not the best, Frisk. It's got a nice window though…" The house falls apart before their eyes, *Sobs* "Oh, Frisk! We will never have a place to live!" Flowey tries to look away from what is happening, but he is stuck in the pot. "Oh, shut up will you, bag of bones! Like I ever had a place to sleep, I'm a flower! Plus we're monsters… We don't need houses!" Papyrus continues to sob, but it's much louder this time. Frisk stares at Flowey and begins to think that he might not be suited to become… good.

Sans walks over with good news to tell. "Well the house is finally finished. Oh, hi Frisk!" She looks over Sans's shoulder to see a large mansion, with everyone standing in front of it. Sans walks over to Papyrus, "It's ok Pap, hey you know what?" Papyrus looks up with curiosity, "I think tonight would be a good night for some spaghetti! What do you think, are you up for the challenge?" Papyrus wipes his nose on his glove, and with a triumphant voice says, "Challenge? Spaghetti is no challenge for the Great Papyrus!" He then ran off into the newly built house to begin making dinner. "Come on in kid. Your room is on the second floor, first door on your right. Do you need me to take him for you?" Sans says motioning to Flowey. Frisk shakes her head and walks over to the house.

Inside the house, it's unusually warm and looks smaller than the exterior. There were boxes everywhere on the floor, some were unpacked but most haven't even been open yet. "Why is this place so small?! Didn't you people have some decency to make a larger house?" Flowey exclaimed. Undyne walked over to Frisk saying, "If you can't control that thing, then I'll have to get rid of him! Now, go up to your new room and get it set up. We have to go into town soon and meet some people and establish that we are friends, or whatever. That's what Asgore said we were going to do anyways. See you then!" She walked away grabbing another box and opening it.

Frisk walked upstairs and turned to the right, just like Sans said this was her new room. She turned the golden knob and walked in. The room smelled like cinnamon and butterscotch, low and behold there was a slice of cinnamon-butterscotch pie on her floor. The room seemed pretty much set up, besides the box on her floor. There was a bed, lamp, bookshelf, and curtains on the window. Although it didn't seem like much, it was more than enough for her. She went deeper into the room, closing the door behind her, and set Flowey down on the bed. He flopped over a few times, but eventually was able to stand up straight.

"So, this is your idea of a room? I think it needs more grass… and death, but mostly grass." There was a moment of silence, "Why did you help me Frisk?" She only stared at him. "Frisk, I'm too dangerous, I'll never be a good person… flower. Are you even listening to me?!" She said nothing, pat him on the head, and began to unpack the box. "Fine! Ignore me will you! I never needed you any way! I don't need anyone!" He exclaimed beginning to cry.

Once she was done, she got the box and put it outside. She stayed there for a little while, when she came back in Flowey seemed to have calmed down. She gave him a thumbs up and he nodded back, showing that he is ok. She put all of her stuff away neatly in the closet, picked him up, and went outside. Frisk decided to look at where everyone else was staying. Conveniently, all of the doors were labeled. Right next to her room was Toriel and Asgore's, and right across is Sans's. She walks farther down the hallway seeing Papyrus, Undyne, and Alphys's rooms, and a room labeled 'Game Room'. She could only wonder what magical things could be hiding in that room. She reached for the knob… something had moved behind her.

It was only Sans, "Hey, dinner's ready… Oh, I see you found the game room. Well, there's actually nothing in there right now, it's pretty much bone-dry. Any ways, you should come down now." He walks off, checking if his door is locked on the way. Flowey looks up at Frisk with concern. "You expect me to eat with them?! I can barely stand them! Just put me outside, I'll catch some rain." She shakes her head in disappointment, and walks down the hall to the stairs and walks down the stairs.

Everyone is waiting at the table with plates and seats for everyone, except for Flowey. "Ah, Frisk come sit down!" Asgore says motioning to a seat next to him. Frisk walks over and places Flowey next to her on the table. "Are you sure you want to put him… Never mind, it's ok. He will just have to share with you, are you ok with that?" She nods her head yes, but Flowey shakes his head no. They all begin to eat.

"How did I do? Did I please all of your taste buds?" Says Papyrus. Everyone Nods, while Flowey shakes his head. Frisk reaches for the fork and puts some spaghetti on it. "What are you doing?" Flowey says while he watches Frisk put the fork up to his mouth. "I don't think that would be a wise thi… Mmm!" He ate some of the spaghetti, "If I had hands, that whole plate would have been gone by now!"

After dinner was over Frisk yawns and points up towards her room. "Yes, you may go to bed now. Good night, Frisk." Toriel says while trying to clean up everyone's plate. She walks upstairs carrying Flowey with her. She sets him outside, "Hey, what's the big idea?!" She holds up a finger and closes the door. She comes out minutes later, in her pajamas, and picks him up.

Flowey looks around, "Where am I gonna sleep?" She gestures to the small box next to her bed. "Oh… ok." He says surprised that she actually made a spot for him. She places him gently in the box, and pats him on the head. Frisk crawls into bed and gets comfy. Flowey looks up at the sleeping child, curious. "Frisk… Frisk… are you still awake?" She looks over the bed, "Frisk… I, um… good night." She pats him on the head, and falls asleep with her hand still on his head.

Any more suggestions please tell me! Thank you again for reading my story, I hope it's getting really good.