A/N: Congratulations! You've made it to chapter 2 (cue applause) I know these chapters are kinda short, sorry. But next chapter should be a long one, and you Sans lovers are probably gonna enjoy it. Also I am not very knowledgeable with plants, so please forgive me if I get some facts or plant logistics wrong in this chapter, try to suspend you reality for that part. Anyway, thanks for reading and enjoy.

You stroll along the sidewalk towards Asgore's house, which wasn't too far but definitely far enough for a decent walk (At Toriels request). You point your nose in the air, smelling the breeze, passing the coloring trees. You think about how much you've changed since falling into the underground, such as talking more often like you had during breakfast.

No one had really cared what you had to say before, so you really only spoke when you needed too. But ever since you've met the monsters, they've slowly encouraged you to talk more and-

"Hey Frisk!"

You turn around to see Kid, that little yellow monster kid that you once walked with underground with an umbrella in the rain (or whatever was making that water fall). You smile at him as he catches up to you.

"Where you off to?"

"I'm going gardening at my Dad's"

Kid looked a little confused for a second, then remembered you were referencing to Asgore. It took a little bit for everyone to get used to the idea of Toriel and Asgore being your Mom and Dad. But they did, and they were happy for your little family, even if your monster parents weren't on very friendly terms with each other.

"Gardening? That sounds boring, but have fun I guess. Mind if I walk with you?"

You shake your head and the two of you continue on your way to Asgore's. As you walk, the two of you talk about school, your friends, even Mettaton's show. He was probably one of your closest friends in school, you were very similar in that the two of you were good and bad in the same subjects, and you could also be little troublemakers, much to Toriel's dismay. But the two of you often had lunch with her to either make it up to her, or just because you wanted to.

Before long, time had passed quick as a flash, and you arrived at Asgore's home (which stood out amongst the other homes because of the giant Papyrus face shaped bush in the front).

"Enjoy the boring plants, say hi to Mr. Dreemurr for me."

You nod and hug him goodbye, and since he has no arms, he nuzzles his head a little into the crook of your neck. You wave goodbye and he walks away and nods back, then runs, trips, falls, gets back up again, then continues on his way. You giggle a bit, then turn towards the house, and knock on the door.

"Oh hello little one. Ready for some gardening?"

You smile and nod at him. He takes your hand and leads you to the garden in the backyard, which mostly had golden flowers, but he did start to branch out and had a small section with tulips, forget me nots, and today's newest addition, begonias.

Spending time with Asgore was always calming and no, the irony was not lost on you in that the first time you met him, you were anything but calm, at least in this timeline.

You helped him dig little holes, put seeds in, and sprinkle some water on the fresh mounds. When you got tired, he let you rest on his shoulders where you saw what it'd be like to be a tall person, it was a great view. It was also very cozy and sometimes you'd lie (*gasp*) and say you were tired when you weren't, so he'd put you there. Though you were pretty sure that he knew you were lying and did it anyway because he was just that kind of cozy and loving dad.

He asked you the normal parenty questions; How's school? How are you friends? What have you been up to? How are your grades? Etc. Of course, he asked about Toriel too.

Their relationship was still a little uneasy and Toriel was still bitter at him, but during the construction of Ebottown and the political negotiations, she had started to warm up to him, but only by a very small amount. He was grateful for even that small bit of progress.

You answered all of his questions while nuzzling his head and playing with his fuzzy ears and before you knew it, it was noon and time for you to head over to Undyne's dojo for training.

You reluctantly tell Asgore this, and he lets you down with a smile.

"Enjoy yourself, and be safe little Frisk."

You hug and kiss him goodbye, and leave to visit your friend.

"C'mon PUNK! You got this! You beat me, you can beat this!"

This was not the training you were prepared for.

Here you are, dressed in one of the most frilly princess gowns you've ever seen, holding a very large and very heavy sword, and you had to go through an obstacle course complete with swinging axes, those confusing colored tiles, hot coals, slippery ice, and scariest of all; Junior Jumble puzzles.

Undyne was there cheering you on and many others in the dojo looked on with understandably confused and worried faces.

"U-Undyne, I can't even lift this sword." You try to tell her, but she just keeps cheering you on, trying to get you to become the ultimate real life anime character. This was your new training. This was Undynes goal for you. And this was concerning, you didn't know how to get out of this, you didn't really know what to do, and so you try to drag the sword towards the obstacle course.

It moves an inch until you have to drop it, your hands red from the tight grip. Undyne comes over to you and picks the sword back up as if it were as light as a dry spaghetti noodle.

"We'll try again tomorrow, you'll get it soon." She smiles a toothy smile at you and pets your head. Somehow, you doubt that you'll ever be able to do this, but you nod anyway.

"All you gotta do is this." You watch as she effortlessly goes through the obstacle course, sword in hand, and beats it as easy as a piece of butterscotch-cinnamon pie. She was as amazing as ever.

After the obstacle debacle, Undyne decided to train you in another familiar discipline: cooking. Her dojo had facilities for not only fighting, but for cooking as well, and she had made especially sure that the building was fireproof too.

She taught you a new recipe today, applesauce. It was very simple and the process of making it was in a very stereotypical Undyne fashion. You got a bunch of apples, put them on the counter, and mashed them as hard as possible. Undyne believed that your apple-enemies tasted much better when you were violent while mashing them, and that the apple-fear added flavour to the sauce. Though, by the end of this process, you were covered in almost as much apple guts as was intended for the final product that was on the counter. She realized the mess you two made and helped you clean yourself up.

With all of Undyne's enthusiasm and strength, you'd expect her to be rough with the cleaning too. But no, she was gentle with a paper towel, wiping apple remains off your face, arms, and hair. Her "gentle big sister" mode always gave you the warm fuzzies inside.

Your training session had concluded a bit early when Alphys called Undyne, and she had to leave right away. You had no idea what the call was about but whatever it was, it made Undyne blush. Ooh scandalous.

And so, you decide to leave and make your way to Sans's and Payruses house a little early.