S10-1
Rebirth
It's been two years since Monsterkind was freed from the underground, and two years since they'd been accepted into human society.
The Royal Guard was no longer needed, so they were disbanded.
Papyrus had gotten expert cooking lessons, so that his spaghetti wasn't just edible, but it was absolutely delicious.
Undyne had moved in with Alphys, working as her lab assistant.
Sans had managed to free his father, WD Gaster, from the void.
Chara was nowhere to be seen or heard from.
Among all this, Asgore had proclaimed that he would give up his position as King just for Toriel to forgive him, which she eventually did, seeing how he would go as far as to willingly throw away what made him who he was to Monsterkind just for her.
Because Frisk had a promise to keep with Sans, she put a lock on the RESET so that it could never be used again.
Flowey had been planted in a flowerpot, allowing him to be with his reunited family.
On this beautiful day, Frisk was busy drawing and coloring.
"If only I had hands, I could join in..." Flowey sighed.
"Why don't I help with that? Take a look and see if you can do this." Frisk drew Flowey with vines growing out of his pot and around his stem in such a way and form that gave him arms.
"Alright. I'll try." Flowey tried growing vines out of the pot to replicate Frisk's drawing. He was successful.
Flowey showed a surprising skill of artistry that even he wasn't aware of, drawing Papyrus, who had that silly expression on his face, wearing a suit of armor made out of... bones? Very original.
"Papyrus in a suit of bone armor? I gotta tell him about that!" Just like that, Frisk swiped the drawing and headed out.
This left Flowey to look through Frisk's drawings.
He looked at the papers one by one, eventually seeing a drawing that really caught his attention. It looked like fragments of his soul, back when he was Asriel, being drawn out of the area surrounding the place of his death, and at the top of the picture was Asriel occupying the same space as what looked like a phoenix.
"Maybe someone should tell her that it wouldn't work like that." Flowey said to himself, unaware that Toriel was walking by.
"I think it's good for her to hold onto that hope."
"How would something like this even happen? Last I checked, Monsters are NOT phoenixes."
"Well, it looks like this drawing isn't done yet. Once she's finished it, we'll know more."
Flowey saw what Toriel meant. Frisk's drawing was incomplete.
When Frisk came back, she saw Flowey holding her 'Asriel phoenix' picture. "I know Monsters aren't phoenixes, but this drawing of yours caught my eye. Care to tell me more?" Flowey asked.
Frisk took the picture and finished it. The soul shards were blue, and Sans was there. She theorized that Sans could pull the fragments of Asriel's soul together. Flowey would argue about it, but started to see some logic to it before a word could be spoken.
That night, Toriel had visited the skeleton family.
"Oh! Queen Toriel! What brings you here?" Gaster asked, answering the door.
"I've come to share one of Frisk's rather interesting drawings with Sans." She said, holding up the picture.
"Well, I suppose Frisk has quite the imagination. If she believes Sans can do this, we might as well check in with him about it."
Sans came out of the kitchen, chowing down on a granola bar. "Hey-a, Toriel. What's up?" He looked... less lazy than normal, and that hoodie was nowhere to be seen.
"Sans, Toriel here brought a drawing Frisk made. It seems that you're in it." Gaster stated.
"Let's have a look." Sans examined the drawing, seeing the blue soul fragments coming together as Asriel's soul. "Well, I've never done anything like that before. I think I'll give it an try."
With that decision made, a large group of humans and Monsters had made the trip down to the Ruins, including Asgore, Toriel, Papyrus, Sans, Gaster, Undyne, Alphys, Mettaton, Flowey, and even Frisk. Even the mayor had attended.
"Well, Frisk's imagination doesn't seem that far off. I can feel the lingering essence of Asriel's soul. Now if I focus on the pieces..." As Sans focused his powers, blue fragments began manifesting all over the place. "Whoa! I could use some help with this!" Papyrus and Gaster channeled their powers to help Sans put the young prince's soul back together.
The pieces converged on one another, eventually becoming one. Seeing his chance at restoration, Flowey pulled himself out of the flowerpot and reached for his soul.
A bright light illuminated the cavern of golden flowers, dying down to reveal a new Monster in place of Flowey. It worked!
"Asriel...?" Toriel was beginning to cry in happiness. Asriel turned around, seeing all the humans and Monsters who came to witness this monumental moment, and boy was he nervous.
"Howdy, everyone. Hi, mom. Hi, dad." The Dreemur family had been reunited at long last.
"Our son has returned. I believe this calls for a celebration... if that's OK with everyone." Asgore stated, earning a nod of approval from the mayor.
"The reunion of a family is a momentous occasion, and is worth celebrating."
The celebration was reasonably long, and everyone had been treated well, Papyrus was a great chef from his lessons on the surface, and his meatball spaghetti sub was quite the delicacy.
That night, after the celebration, Asriel was called by his parents.
"Asriel, I hope you don't mind, but you'll be sleeping with Frisk in her room." Asgore said.
"Well, I guess I can give it a shot."
Asriel went to his and Frisk's room, seeing a new bed in the other corner of the room, and the pot that once held him as Flowey was on the nightstand next to it, with a sunflower growing in the soil. Frisk was already sound asleep in her bed, so Asriel got in his bed and drifted off into peaceful slumber.
If you're familiar with S1, then you'll be surprised to know that this world was ID'd as dimension 9.
Welcome to the new story.
There are many things that have gone unexplored about Monsterkind, things that even they are unaware of, and the skeleton family is only beginning to tap into that potential.
Just like us, they are still learning.
This story shall go on. See you all next time.
