Author's Note: So... I got excited and I DID promise another chapter before the end of the day, and I kinda did already proofread this chapter... And I kinda already got hyper for this story... Um... *points to random person in room* IT WAS THEIR FAULT! *runs away*

Monday, August 18, 20XX

Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy! It's the first day of school! AH, I'm so excited! Alright, Damien, calm down. I can't show up like this at school, I'll probably get in trouble. Mom and Dad always did say I'm hyper. Don't know what that means but I think it's something good. Right? I don't know but I'm jumping now.

Anyways! I gotta get dressed. I walked over to the edge of my blue and white bed and saw that Mom had already laid out clothes for me. Let's see, there was a blue jacket, my favorite Spiderman T-shirt, a pair of jeans, and the classical white socks with my gray Columbia sneakers. I got dressed and quite literally burst out of my room, almost ran downstairs, and stopped in time to settle down to eat breakfast.

Mom was in the kitchen finishing up the food and the smell of honey-coated bacon filled all available space in the air. My mouth watered and my stomach was begging to grab me some.

I woke up.

Was I really six when I first got in school? Dang, it has felt like eternity but I know it's only been two years. Wow. Guess that's why they say time flies when you're having fun cuz I have NOT had fun for the past two years.

Well whatever. It's all good now. School would let me clear my mind, and I'm grateful for that.

I get out of my bed, the dream seemed to have made me hungry, and quickly got dressed. Strange how dreams can work like that. You dream of something and then find yourself doing it when you wake up. Anyhow, I pick out my clothes from my closet. My room isn't that big, there's enough space for a god-sized bed, messy desk, a couple of toy boxes here and there, and my closet in the back. Though, my closet goes into the wall so would it be a part of my room completely? Eh, whatever.

I get dressed in my school uniform- a white polo shirt with khaki shorts- and put on my blue sneakers with white socks. I look at myself in my mirror and I feel like something is missing… My scarf! Though Florida isn't exactly a temperate state, I can't go anywhere without my scarf! Uncle Papyrus gave it me when Goatma stitched him a cooler and better one. It's a hand-me-down but I like it.

"Damien! You're gonna be late!" I hear my mother calling from downstairs. I remembered that I was hungry so I rush downstairs and into the kitchen. Okay, time-out, this is WAY too much like my dream… Eh. I like weird stuff.

I sit for breakfast and after I'm done, I head to brush my teeth and I'm ready to go. There seems to be a lot more space in the house without Dad… He used to always take me to school; he used to work there as the art teacher. I miss him but Mom says he'll come back someday. I don't believe it, even if I am smarter than I seem, for an eight-year old.

The ride to school was dreadful. It was my first time back since what happened earlier this year. Most of the town had been destroyed, and school had been out for about five months because of it. I didn't really enjoy the vacation. I had just lost my Dad, Aris' parents had planned to go to Greece earlier than expected, and I had to deal with figuring what to do other than mourn. Just like this car ride, that "summer" was dreadful. It didn't help that my mother thought I was a naïve little boy.

I soon figured out that more than half the class didn't come on today. The teachers were talking about it during first-period. Something about their houses being destroyed from it, while another thing about parents moving away because they thought this town was unsafe with all the monsters roaming around.

What idiots they are.

Lunch was horrible. It didn't matter how cheerful Aris was trying to be, talking about how beautiful Greece is even though she's travelled there every summer of her life. It didn't matter how strangely silent I was, or how silent the cafeteria was. None of that mattered now.

I heard some students over in the other table talking about this incident that happened. They were all middle-schoolers and probably thought I was stupid but I heard every bit of what happened. I don't think Aris did though; she was still trying to cheer me up.

Apparently, a student got into a fight with a monster teacher and the teacher ended up using magic on the kid. I zoned out and tried to listen to Aris.

"You've changed." was what I heard her say. She was in fourth-grade but god, she was smart. She was right though, I have changed. I used to be so happy, clumsy, talkative. Now, I'm a lonely, depressed eight-year old. I've read books; kids at my age are not supposed to be depressed so early.

I kept eating, I didn't really want to talk about that. She respected that, almost as if we can hear each other's thoughts, and stopped talking about it. Her next sentence was about the Parthenon or something.

Those middle-schoolers? Yeah, they decided to get up from their table. Usually, no one's allowed to leave the cafeteria until 10 minutes before going to class but these guys were eager apparently.

Eager to pick on me.

"Ey, Snowflake?" called one of them. His voice seemed a bit deep for his age but I guess he wanted to sound tough. I knew he was behind me so I froze and looked at Aris. She seemed like she was ready to fight. She always was, she was more like my protector. Not that I asked her.

I turn around, about to ask what they want, when the one that spoke (I think he was the leader) grabbed me by my scarf. He pulled me out of my seat and flung me across to the other table. It hurt, a lot. I saw that Aris was standing, pretty flamed up, and that a couple of teachers had run over to see what the problem was.

"Look at him! Just like his father, ey?" taunted the leader, Jared I think. "Hey, Mikey, I think he's missing something to complete the look. What ya reckon it is?"

A slightly taller boy, Mikey I guess, stood up and answered, "He needs to dead to match with his folk." The gang started laughing. I zoned out. They just had to pick on me. I understand though. They pick on me cuz I'm different. The weak, white-haired, purple-eyed hybrid third-grader could never possibly stand up to a bunch of the meanest middle-schoolers. At least I'm determined.

I stood up from the wreckage of what was a lunch table and looked up at them, straight in the eye, "Last I recalled, you can't use magic. You're just normal humans, nothing special." I knew I was going to get beaten up again but it was worth it. The look on Jared's face (and practically all of them) was priceless. Though, there was a bit of a stretched truth in there; I can't exactly use magic from my dad's side. Goatma teaches me fire magic though so I'm happy but I'm still in training and she's always telling me not to use what she taught me on other people. To strike up a friendly conversation instead. Pfft, yeah right. Like these losers want a friendly conversation with me.

The teachers finally stepped in and Aris can around to drag me out before we get in trouble too. It was already five minutes before class so I guess we did need to hurry up.

The rest of the day was nice. My back still hurt from crashing into a table but it'll heal with some healing magic. Oh boy, Mom was going to be upset when I got home.

A/N: I apologize guys! I mislead you with the whole Chara-thing from the last chapter xD SORRY! So, yeah, Chara isn't necessarily going to play a role in this story, mostly just Frisk, Damien, Asriel, and etc. Chara is long dead but yes, Frisk did do genocide before but hasn't in at least 10 years. Instead, yes, they settled down with Sans and POOF! Damien appeared (I think it's obvious Sans is Damien's dad. If it wasn't, oops).

Also, Aris is a girl. She's Greek. She's Damien's BFF. She's Damien second mom, in a way. They're like siblings in her eyes. I still don't have a final design for her so that's why I haven't written any description for her from Damien's POV. All I know is that I want her to have hair long enough to have a ponytail, long ponytail. So... Yeah.

I'll shut up and see ya in the next chapter!