Welcome back! I hope you guys enjoyed the prologue. Nothing much to say here but enjoy this new one!

7 years later…

"and i turn to the guy and say, 'whats the matter? am i ratllin' your bones?'" Sans joked as New Grillby's erupted in laughter. The past seven years had gone by fast for all the monsters in humans near Mt. Ebbot. Most were pleased with civility between the two races after an understandable shock at seeing monsters for the first time. Of course there were a few humans that were not too pleased with the alliance and they eventually were silenced or moved far away from the majority of the monster population. The monsters were just glad to be finally free from the Underground, and now there were monster children whom had no memory of living in their isolated prison.

Sans, despite his joking demeanor and almost permanent grin, felt like the past seven years had moved slowly as if it were a knife twisting into his very soul. After the initial reaction towards Frisk's disappearance, many of her friends either never spoke much about her or just gave up on her completely. Undyne and Alphys still held onto the hope she'd return but after several years, that hope had nearly died. Asgore and Toriel turned to each other in this trying time, not as lovers, but as parents mourning yet another child missing in their lives. Mettaton went about doing what he normally did as well as Muffet, but both missed the small human dearly. The only one who had not lost hope entirely was Papyrus, who on Frisk's birthday, would make a plate of spaghetti with a candle on top just in case. But after seven years, Sans couldn't forget about Frisk. Everything he did, he was reminded by her. Her giggles and laughter whenever he said a bad joke. The comfort she gave him. The understanding between him and her. His soul resonating with hers. He could hardly believe that she was gone most days and he only wanted her home.

Bringing him out of his thoughts Grillby set an order of fries to him with a quizzical look on his face as he rubbed down his bar.

"whats up, Grillb? you got a 'spark' in your eye." Sans questioned reaching for the ketchup bottle across from him.

"You still okay? After everything? Because you seem to be getting worse Sans." Grillby was concerned. His old friend was barely functioning, and while this would seem reasonable if this happened a short time ago, Sans looked distraught to the flame monster. His hoodie was covered in stains and his eye sockets had rings underneath them.

Sans scoffed, "im fine, i just am…me."

Grillby raised a nonexistent eyebrow at his friend questioning his behavior. Sans shook his head at him, "you think i don't feel like hell? i feel it all the time. why did the kid do that? running away like that? yet we only get letters from time to time from her but nothing else. shes hiding something."

"If she is, why has she sent letters home?"

Sans sighed uncorking the glass bottle of ketchup, "hell if i know." Sans poured the condiments contents into his mouth much to Grillby's dismay.

"I think she may miss home, I mean everyone else misses that human. It's hard not imagining her sitting right next to you."

Sans wiped his mouth getting newer ketchup stains on his sleeve, "…yeah"

Grillby sighed, "Perhaps you should head home, Sans, get some rest."

"why? am i causing you to have chills down your spine?" Sans joked stumbling off of his stool.

"No, but you need it. Good night Sans." Grillby waved him off as Sans walked away, wobbling from side to side.

"yeah yeah, i got it." Sans opened the door to Grillby's hearing a clamor of people saying there farewells to him as well. Sans stuffed his hands in his hoodie's pockets as walked down the familiar street back home. He sighed, of course he missed Frisk, that girl meant a lot to him and complicated him in ways no one could imagine. He imagined the timeline where she left the Underground without the barrier being destroyed and leaving forever and when the actual barrier was taken down. None however could ever be as terrifying as the one where she'd kill every living thing in the Underground. Sans shook his head from those thoughts as he decided to continue home, hoping that Papyrus had some pasta waiting. In the past several years Papyrus had started getting better at making it and even took lessons from time to time.

Turning the corner he couldn't help but feel as if he was being followed, glancing behind him from time to time he saw a tall figure trailing him. alright let's see if this guy wants to have a bad time….

Turning around the figure stopped, wearing a large cloak with a hood concealing the person's identity but it was quite obvious that this "person" was indeed a monster judging by the white furred hands on his side.

"alright, you have my attention. what do you want?" Sans spoke with a hint of anger.

"Only to have moment of your time," The figure pointed at a dark alley nearby, "Over here where no one could see."

Sans laughed, "you must think im a real bonehead if you think im going in a dark alley with you. your parents ever tell you about strangers?"

The figure sighed, "You're more of a smiley trashbag who doesn't know when to stop joking."

Sans eyes widened, nah it cant be. "smiley trashbag, eh? only one person in their lives has ever called me that."

The figured chuckled, "Only one? What a shame."

Sans smirked, "so then tell me why you're here, Flowey?"

The figure laughed wholeheartedly, "Flowey? I haven't heard that name in a long time. No, I'm someone else now." Taking off his hood, the figure revealed himself to Sans, leaving him in disbelief. thats not possible you should be…

"Howdy, I'm Prince Asriel, no longer Flowey." Asriel smiled genuinely. He looked a lot different that was for sure. He was a lot taller than Sans now, almost full grown with horns growing on the top of his head. His eyes glowed in a friendly way with green irises. He wore a welcoming smile and a comfortable demeanor.

"thats impossible…you should be dead…" Sans said in disbelief.

Asriel sighed, "I was dead until Dr. Alphys tried to bring me back to life with her determination experiments. I was Flowey after that, and I was in a…sorry state…I couldn't truly love anyone but I remembered everything…all of it. After the barrier was destroyed I remained there in Underground until someone I had became friends with decided to help me. Long story short I've returned but my leader has had better days…they need your help."

Sans furrowed his brow bones, "leader? whos that?"

Asriel dropped his gaze, "I shouldn't say…it's not my place to."

Sans scoffed, "and you want my help? if i remember correctly, kid, you were the reason we almost were all killed before the barrier was destroyed."

"And Frisk killed all of us once! I know you remember, Sans!" Asriel yelled. "Don't act as if she's innocent!"

Sans flinched, "she didnt know what she was doing!"

Asriel narrowed his eyes, "Did she? Because if I know anything, she killed my mother, my father, and your brother."

Sans eye began to glow, "she didnt act alone."

Asriel nodded, "Yes, Chara…she has returned too."

Sans' eye started glowing more, "what!? and thats the thing you discuss last? and they say im the bonehead…"

Asriel shook his head, "She's within our custody, she won't hurt anyone."

Sans narrowed his eye sockets, "how can you be that naïve? she nearly destroyed the world."

Asriel sighed, "That's true and she wasn't always the greatest person, but Chara has changed…somewhat."

Sans smirked, "very reassuring…"

Asriel groaned, "Look, I'm not here about that, our leader needs you, needs everyone. They need to see that they still have hope within monster and mankind. Our leader…they desperately need this. I came on my own to tell you…since they trust you the most."

Sans looked at Asriel, his face not displaying his emotions, "this leader…do i know them?"

Asriel looked away, "I…can't say."

Sans muttered, "where is she?"

Asriel looked surprised, "I don't-"

Sans grabbed Asriel's cloak at lightning speed, his eye sockets going pitch black, "WHERE IS SHE? WHERE IS FRISK?"

Asriel shook his head, "…I can tell you, but you have to help me first. Then I'll tell you everything, including that."

Sans loosened his grip, "and what makes me think i should believe you?"

Asriel smiled, "Who do you think gives those letters to the couriers? She needed someone who wasn't her to send them out."

Sans contemplated for a moment, it was risky believing a once dead prince turned deadly flower to prince again. However, he knew where Frisk was…

Sans sighed placing his hands in his pockets, "meet me at Grillby's tomorrow night. ill bring everyone i can. that may include Tori and Asgore, you okay with that, kid?"

Asriel looked nervous, "I guess it would be nice to see them again."

Sans nodded, "you better not be joking around kid, because if you are-"

"I'm going to have a bad time, I know" Asriel interrupted. Before walking away Sans grabbed the sleeve of his cloak with a desperate look on his face.

"just tell me one thing then, kid, " Sans whispered, "is she in danger?"

Asriel stared Sans in the face, "I believe we are all in danger…goodbye Sans."

Whew! There we go, we met Asriel. I confess I'm not that great at writing him but hopefully I can do better!