Author's Note: Hello! I'm here with the seventh chapter! I'm going to try and update a lot today, so I'm going to see how many chapters I can get out! Anyway, enjoy!

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"So, kids, how was your first day of school?" Asgore asked. Asriel and I glanced at each other briefly before answering.

"I think I can say with confidence it was a success," I replied optimistically. Asriel nodded along with my statement.

"Well, that's great to hear! I'm sorry I didn't go to see the both of you at lunch today. I was too caught up with my duties—"

"That's perfectly fine," Asriel and I chimed in unison. Asgore raised an eyebrow at the two of us.

"Though, I do have to say, it isn't very much fun when your English teacher yells at you even though she knows the two people she's yelling at aren't the ones causing the problem…" I said slowly turning towards Toriel, who was busy whipping up dinner.

"Dear, I apologized to the both of you! I know it was a bit much, but I needed everyone to know I wasn't going to play favorites!" At the end of her sentence, the crawfish burst into flames, which she quickly blew out. "Ugh, these crawfish are so…volatile!"

"Actually, mom," Asriel said, "I think the word you're looking for is flammab—"

"I KNOW WHAT VOLATILE MEANS! NOW SHUT YOUR MOUTH, MY CHIILD!" Toriel yelled. I stared at Toriel, wide-eyed.

Asgore cleared his throat, and glanced at the two of us.

"Tori, how about I take over dinner. You've had a very long day," Asgore said, gently prying a wooden spoon out of Toriel's hands. She sighed heavily, and glared at Asgore before walking off to their room and slamming the door. A minute of silence followed.

"Ok, am I missing something, or has my mom become bipolar while I was gone?" Asriel asked.

"No," Asgore chuckled darkly, "I just think the wedding planning is getting to her. Weddings aren't cheap, you know? And since this will be kind of a big one…" he looked over at us and saw that we got the point.

I sighed. "Sometimes I forget that almost all of the monsters from the underground will be attending the wedding," I grumbled.

"Hey, it actually sounds like that will be pretty cool! I mean, we'll get to catch up with some of the people that we haven't spoken with for a while," Asriel responded.

"I think you mean YOU will get to catch up with people. Besides, I think that having all of the monsters come is inviting way too many people. Why can't this just be a small wedding?" I asked.

Asgore shrugged. "When I proposed, I think most of the monsters just assumed this would be a public affair. Toriel and I discussed it, and we don't mind having them all attend if they so wish."

"I guess speaking about the wedding, I'm going to have to figure out what I'm going to wear as the maid of honor," I sighed.

"Hey, at least you don't have to worry about wearing a tux as the best man," Asriel groaned.

"I think you'd have to wear a tux if you were the best man or not, Asriel," I laughed. "I just know that Toriel will want me to wear a dress, which I'm not exactly opposed to, but because I'm the maid of honor, she'll want it to be fancy. I'm just praying it won't be super sparkly or anything."

"Why sparkly? Is Toriel's dress going to be sparkly?" Asgore asked slyly.

"Asgore, I'm not going to reveal anything about Toriel's dress," I replied loyally.

"Well, I tried."

I shook my head and rolled my eyes at him. The front door opened to reveal Sans and Papyrus holding stacks of grocery bags. "Grocery delivery to the Dreamurr Residence," Sans announced. Asriel and I got up to help the unload the car. As we were unloading, Toriel finally came out from her room.

"What's the ETA on dinner?" She asked with a grumpy tone.

"It should be about 5 more minutes, Tori—"

"Don't Tori me, Dreamurr," Toriel retorted. I was careful to walk around her when going to the fridge to drop off some frozen food and dairy. Undyne walked into the house with pools of sweat dripping off of her.

"Is dinner ready yet? 'Cause I'm starving," she said as she plopped down into one of the seats at the dinner table.

"Dinner's almost ready," Toriel said. Papyrus and I finished unloading the car and took our seats at the table as Asriel placed down the silverware.

"Where's Alphys," he asked.

"Oh, Alphys is working late tonight," Undyne responded tiredly. Asriel nodded and returned the extra pair of silverware back to the silverware drawer, and I got up to pour drinks. After doing so, I placed them down on the table and waited patiently for my plate to be handed to me.

"Alright, family. Dinner is served!" Asgore declared. He paused for a moment. "And bone-appetite to you all!" He added. Everyone, (except for Toriel), chuckled.

"Come on dear, lighten up a little bit. We're getting married this weekend!" Asgore patted Toriel's arm.

"Touch me one more time, Dreamurr, and you'll find yourself single faster than you can say, 'Quidditch'."

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I sat at my desk and carefully answering questions to the math homework. Asriel sat at his desk across the bedroom doing the same thing.

"Hey, have you found the answer for number 25 yet?" He asked. I didn't bother to swivel around and face him.

"Yes."

"Woman! What question are you on?" Asriel exclaimed.

"As of right now…I am…done!" I declared as I wrote down my answer for question 50.

"Jesus, Frisk! What are you? Mettaton?"

I chuckled. "Asriel, Mettaton is a performance robot, not an intellectual genius," I corrected gently.

"Sometimes I think you're secretly a robot, Frisk," Asriel stated.

"Just because academics come naturally to me doesn't mean I'm a robot, Asriel. Some people have an easier time with school subjects than others. If you're having such a hard time, maybe I could help you?"

Asriel pondered my offer for a moment. "Sure."

I rolled across the room to his desk. "Alright. So, the question is asking you to divide a trinomial by a binomial," I said as I looked over the question. "Let's start with the basics. How many times does the binomial go into the first two numbers of the trinomial?"

"2 times. I keep on—"

"Nope. Remember the x?" I said.

"Oh," Asriel replied, slightly embarrassed.

"And how many times does the binomial go into the remainder of the second number and the third number?" I asked.

"-2 times," Asriel replied confidently.

"There's your answer."

"Dang, I've been making one simple mistake this entire time," Asriel commented.

"It happens to the best of us," I said as I rolled away back to my desk.

"You know what? I think I'm going to leave the rest of this for tomorrow. We have until Friday to complete it anyway," Asriel stated. I shrugged.

"It's your call."

At that, I got up to go use the restroom. Asriel also got up. As I walked by him, I suddenly tripped on a shoe left on the floor, and began to fall, squeezing my eyes shut in an attempt to brace for impact. Suddenly, something—no someone, caught me.

I opened my eyes to see Asriel's face inches apart from mine. I felt my face heat up as we lingered in this position for a couple of seconds. I slowly broke away from his hold, and I noticed his furry cheeks were a little pink. I quickly turned around and rushed to the bathroom.