Aaayyyy guys! I've already been getting questions for Frisk and Az! Thanks! Keep it up, guys! And remember, I don't care if you've already asked something. Feel free to ask something else!

Also, I'm just wondering...would anyone like a chapter solely dedicated to Frisk and Azzy's opinion on Jerry?

Asriel

The next day I got a call from Alphys. It came with good news.

Our plan was coming together! Alphys had already talked to Asgore. He would be going over to Undyne and Alphys' for tea the next morning. Now, we just had to get Mom on board.

"Frisk!" They were sitting on their bed, absentmindedly reading. They turned to look at me.

"Frisk, we gotta figure out how to get Mom over their tomorrow..." I said excitedly. "Alphys said that dad will be over. Now we just gotta deal with mom!"

Frisk wore a tiny smile. "Alright." they said quietly.

"Well? Any ideas?" I asked, exasperated.

"Nope." They seemed kinda lost.

"Frisk? Is something wrong? Yesterday, you seemed all for this. Now...what's the problem? Is everything alright?"

They bit their lip. "Well...It's just...now that I think about it, this might be a bad idea."

"What?" I was confused. "But why not try, right? Isn't that what you were saying yesterday? Anything is possible with determination?" my voice faltered. "Frisk?"

Frisk looked back up at my eyes, suddenly with a new glint in their eyes. "You're right, Asriel. We can do this…" They took a deep breath. "But how?"

It was funny, really. After everything we'd done, (especially Frisk), we were stumped by romantic issues. "Frisk! You're supposed to be the romance expert here! You flirted with half the underground!"

Frisk gave a tiny laugh, but I wasn't done. "EVEN MOM!" I shouted jokingly. Frisk burst into laughter. I joined in.

"Alright, alright," they said. "We can do this." Their eyes widened. "Wait! I got it. We tell Mom that Undyne wants to learn how to make one of those special butterscotch pies!"

"Frisk, that's brilliant!" I shouted. Undyne had asked about learning how to make pie. "I'm gonna go tell mom. She'll definitely want to go!"
Frisk only get an excited nod in response.

I hurried down the hall towards the living room. There, I found Mom, sitting in her rocking chair. It was the same one from New Home (Also a very dumb name, according to Frisk). Frisk and I had actually gone back to get it...and to do some other things.
She was reading a book, one that I could have sworn she'd read before. In fact, I think that was one of the ones we brought back as well. I stepped in quietly, and her eyes slowly looked up to focus on me.

"Hello, my child. Do you need something?" She gave me a loving smile, and right then I remembered exactly how great it was to be able to love, and to be loved.

"Uh...Hey, Mom...So...Undyne called. And she wants you to come over tomorrow!"

Her eyes widened with interest, and she gave her head a slight tilt. "Undyne? For what, may I ask?"

"Well, Mom...she….wanted to learn how to make your delicious butterscotch pie! I mean, you mentioned making it, so long ago..." I gave her my most convincing smile. She gave me a curious look.

"Why didn't she just call me, then?" She asked with a slightly confused expression. Oh no! This is falling apart!

I quickly tried to explain it. "Well...She….forgot your number!" She frowned and reached for her cell phone.

"Well," she said. "I'll just call her and let-" "I already told her your number! Don't call her, she's busy right now!"I interrupted.

She slowly put her hands back on the armrests of her chair. "Alright, then, my child. I guess we can go over there tomorrow. Did she leave a specific time?"

I nodded. "At noon! Exactly noon, actually."

Mom frowned. "I normally have my tea at noon." She sighed, but continued. "But alright, then. Asriel, Is Frisk doing alright back there? I haven't seen them in a little while now." She folded her hands in her lap.

I nodded. "Frisk is doing great! We were just back there playing!" I hated lying to my mother. But I justified it: It was for a good cause. And it wasn't really a lie, was it? It felt like more of a prank, in a way.

"Well, I know you two must be having fun. You two get along so well..."

I grinned, but stopped as she started talking again. "I'd almost thought that you wouldn't like Frisk living with us...That you might think..."

Mom froze, as if afraid to speak. "Think what, Mom? What's wrong?"

She looked down. "I was afraid that you'd think I were trying to replace...That you'd think I was trying to replace Chara."

I went rigid. I hadn't heard that name mentioned in a long, long time.

"Asriel? Are you alright? I'm sorry, did I hurt your feelings?" She suddenly sounded very concerned.

"No, Mom. I'm alright. I'd just..." I sighed and gave my head a little shake. "Mom, I'd never feel like that. They're way too different for that. And...to be honest, you couldn't replace Chara. But you don't need to." I knew I would feel bad about what I was gonna say, but I said it anyway: "Chara is gone. We can't change that. And Frisk...Frisk doesn't make up for that. But maybe...Frisk...might be a little better for me, anyway. Chara wasn't the best role model, no matter how much I looked up to them." I turned around to go back to my room.

Mom had one final thing to say.

"I love you, Asriel." Her voice sounded choked up with tears.

"I love you too, Mom."