Chapter 2 – Home

A/N: Hey guys, thank you so much for all the reviews. This chapter turned out to be a little longer than I expected so I decided to cut it in a half.

Also, since this is a whole new timeline some of the dialogue will be a little different.

Disclaimer: I don't own Undertale.

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Frisk took a step back as she stared at the floating specter in front of her in disbelieve, her mind unable to process what she was seeing. She quickly rubbed her eyes, then looked again. No, he's still there. She wasn't imagining this!

But how!? Everything had been RESET! Frisk thought, a sinking feeling in her stomach.

"Where are we?" Asgore asked as he looked around the cavern in confusion. One moment they were near the human town and then the next thing he knew they were here…..wherever this was. He gazed at the purple walls and crumbled pillars, a nagging feeling at the back of his mind.

It soon dawned the king why this place looked so familiar to him and his eyes widen slightly in alarm. "Wait we're….we're in the Ruins, but how did we get here?" he muttered, turning to the child for answers who stiffened immediately.

Frisk opened her mouth and closed it, not knowing what to say, but she was saved from that by a new voice in the room.

"Hello?" the two turned to see the former queen of the Underground enter the room. Once she caught sight of them, she gasped and rushed towards them.

"T-Tori?" Asgore stuttered, wide eyed. He couldn't believe it. After so many years his wife was actually here. A huge relieved smile stretched across his face. "Tori, it really is you! I-" he started to say, but was cut off as Toriel walked right through him.

Asgore stood there stunned by this for a moment before turning around to see his wife heading towards the child instead.

"Tori?" he murmured, but she continued on as if she didn't hear him.

"Are you alright, child?" Toriel asked as she knelt down in front of Frisk, her eyes searching for any kind of injury.

Frisk glanced at the king in concern before answering her. "Y-Yeah, I'm okay,"

"Are you sure? I thought I heard a scream coming from here," she stated and Frisk nodded.

The goat woman sighed in relief and stood up. "Well, I'm glad to hear that. I'm Toriel, caretaker of the Ruins. I pass here every day to see if anyone has fallen down. You are the first human to come here in a long time."

Frisk frowned. Those were the exact same lines Toriel had used when they first met and that only confirmed it. Toriel doesn't remember her. Everything was back to the way it used to be.

So then why is the monster king still here with her?

This is so confusing!

"Child?"

"Huh? Oh, I'm Frisk!" the child managed to smile and held her hand out to the goat woman. Toriel smiled back and shook the tiny hand with her much larger paw.

Frisk recalled being slightly apprehensive of Toriel thanks to her encounter with the demonic flower, but now she knew there was no need for that.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Frisk. Now, how about I lead you through the catacomb. You'll be much safer in my house." She stated and Frisk nodded again. With that, Toriel turned around and left the room.

Frisk was about to follow her, but then stopped and looked back to see the king was looking at the ground with a crestfallen look on his face. "Hey," She stuck out her hand and motioned for him to come along.

Asgore blinked and then smiled a little before floating after her.

Frisk then entered the next room with red leaves on the ground to see Toriel ascending the stairs without her, having raised her robe so she won't trip over her steps. Frisk hurried towards the other staircase and to the top, waiting for Toriel with an eager grin to which the goat woman responded with a light chuckle.

Asgore stood beside the girl. "Frisk. What's happening? How did we get back here?" he asked again. He could tell from how comfortable Frisk acted around Toriel that they had met before so then why his wife doesn't seem to remember the child?

Frisk bit her lip and whispered back. "I'll tell you later,"

"Did you say something, my child?"

The two stiffened under Toriel's questioning gaze.

"N-No!" Frisk muttered, frantically shaking her head. The lady raised an eyebrow, but didn't ask any more questions. Instead she led the child to the room where the first puzzle was and began explaining how things worked in the Ruins.

While she was listening to the goat woman, Frisk felt unfamiliar tingly sensation pull at her soul. She glanced back, trying to see where it was coming from, but there was nothing there.

Toriel noticed this and cleared her throat. "My child, I know this is probably a lot to take in, but please try to pay attention. It's for your own good." She said softly.

"Sorry," Frisk replied sheepishly.

"It's alright," Toriel smiled and decided it was time to move on to the next room.

Soon after going through some more puzzles, Toriel had asked Frisk to wait for her in a room while she ran some errands.

"Don't worry, I will be back soon. Be good, my child." She said before leaving.

Asgore watched his wife until she disappeared around the corner and felt a dull ache in his chest. He was glad to see her again, he really was. He just wished he could talk to her right now.

He knew she might not be entirely pleased to see him again. The last time they had spoken she had been furious with him, but being ignored like this was even worse.

It was then Asgore noticed movement at the corner of his eye and looked over to see Frisk walking down the hallway. "Frisk, where are you going? Toriel asked you to wait here,"

"I'm just going to look around a little," she said, but there was a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Asgore frowned disapprovingly. "Frisk…."

"I'm gonna be fine! I've been here before, remember?" she stated with a shrug and before he could say anything else she hurried down the hallway. Sighing, Asgore followed the kid.

Frisk didn't manage to get far when she felt the phone vibrate in her pocket. She took it out and answered. "Hello?"

"Hello, this is Toriel. You have not left the room, have you?" she asked.

"Uh…..no?" Frisk said and could almost feel Asgore's disapproving gaze on the back of her head.

"Good. Now, for no particular reason, which do you prefer, cinnamon or butterscotch?"

"Butterscotch," Frisk muttered.

"Oh, alright. Thank you!" Toriel said before hanging up. Not a second later she had called again asking if Frisk didn't dislike cinnamon.

"No, cinnamon is fine too." Frisk assured her.

"Okay, thank you for being patient!" Toriel said before hanging up. Asgore smiled, having a small inkling on what she was planning.

As the two wandered through the Ruins, Asgore tried interacting with some of the monsters they came across, but so far none of them could see or hear him no matter how loud he spoke.

"Hello?" Asgore muttered as he stared down at the Froggit. The tiny monster didn't react to his voice and simply let out a tired croak before hopping away.

Asgore sighed and ran a hand through his hair in frustration. Nothing he did managed to get others to notice him. He tried talking them, tried touching them. He even once stood in front of a magical attack to see what would happen, but it just passed right through him.

If it weren't for the fact that Frisk could see him then he would've lost his mind. Speaking of Frisk, he glanced back to see her pick something up from the ground, a faded red ribbon.

She carefully tied it in her hair before presenting herself to him. "What do you think?"

Asgore couldn't help smiling at her. "You look lovely, child."

Frisk blushed and looked away bashfully, making him chuckle lightly. Flustered, she turned around and began walking down the path again only to jump back with a yelp when something popped out of the dirt. She glanced down and saw it was a Vegetoid, eyeing her curiously.

She backed away and quickly patted her stomach, watching it bounce excitedly for a moment before shooting some projectiles at her along with a carrot.

Frisk swiftly dodged the monster's attacks and reached for the carrot, taking a bite from it. The Vegetoid looked satisfied and buried itself into the ground again.

"Well done, Frisk." Asgore muttered. The child beamed at the praise and then headed towards the stairs.

It was then she felt a shiver run through her, like a pair of eyes watching her from behind, but when she looked back to the room, nobody was there.

"Frisk?" Asgore called out.

"C-Coming!" Frisk exclaimed and hurried up the stairs. Putting that incident behind her, she continued her trek through the Ruins with Asgore giving her tips whenever she found herself struggling with something.

Eventually, they made it to the end of the Ruins where Toriel's house was.

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As soon as Toriel left her alone, Frisk went inside her bedroom. She took off her boots and placed her phone on the nightstand before collapsing on the bed in exhaustion. Asgore gave the child a sympathetic smile before looking around the room.

Going back to his old house wasn't easy for him. It brought back a lot of memories he would rather not think about, memories of times filled with childish laughter, drawings of flowers and the smell of freshly baked pies-

Asgore quickly shook his head before he could dwell on those thoughts any longer. Now wasn't the time for that. He should be trying to figure out their situation instead.

With that in mind, the old king rubbed his chin, going back on everything Frisk told him on their way here. She was vague with the details, but according to her they somehow went back in time and this was the day she first came to the Underground.

He didn't believe it at first. It just sounded absurd and he assumed she was joking, but he couldn't deny how Frisk always seemed to know what to do and yet no one remembered her.

So what caused it then? Asgore's first thought was it might have something to do with Frisk since it happened after she crossed the barrier, but he quickly dismissed that. It would make more sense if it was related to the barrier itself than the child.

Maybe the human mages who created the barrier wanted to make sure that no one leaves the Underground so they added this side effect to keep anyone from ever escaping. He wouldn't put it past them to do such a cruel thing.

Asgore was snapped from his thoughts at the sound of shallow breathing and looked over to see Frisk had already fallen asleep. He smiled softly at this and then vanished.

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A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter and please review!