It broke his heart. Frisk was holding onto to Asgore tightly, sobbing silently. Asgore was carrying them back to Toriel's house slightly crying himself. Frisk had called him "dad" and it caught Asgore off guard. He could only cry, but he knew it was a good idea just to get them back home. Undyne followed the two of them, in spite of her wound. After more than one encounter with that strange man, now known by a name, Charac, she felt as if he was following them.

"I don't know what that guy is doing" Undyne said angrily "but if he is after any of us, or hurts anyone of my friends, I'LL MAKE SURE HE NEVER WALKS AGAIN!"

"Undyne please calm down" Asgore said wiping tears from his eyes.

"Well I'm serious!" Undyne yelled. She knew this was no way to act now, so she took a deep breath and tried to calm down "you know I only mean the best Asgore. Frisk is really scared by this guy. They were so determined when everyone was trying to kill them. Whatever he did to Frisk in the Ruins it must have terrible."

"I don't know Undyne" Asgore said "I don't know what's the matter, but let's just get Frisk home. Toriel can make them feel better than I can right now."

Undyne sighed and hung her heard in exhaustion. Her wound didn't bother her that much but it hurt when tried to move her arm. She didn't like that she let herself get hit by something that wasn't even her opponent, but she was absolutely happy to have taken a hit for a friend. If she did not who knows would have happened to them. Nothing could stop her. Especially not in one hit like she had sustained. Still it bothered her.

"I'm going to see Alphys" Undyne said stopping to turn at an intersection "maybe she can help me with this wound."

They both soon arrived back to Toriel's house. Asgore knocked on the door and Toriel soon opened it to see Frisk in Asgore's arms, sobbing.

"What is the matter?" Toriel said with a worried voice "what made them this upset?"

"That man they mentioned" Asgore said quickly as he gave Frisk to Toriel. Frisk embraced her just as much as they did with Asgore. "from down in the Ruins. He showed up unexpectedly and tried attacking us, BUT Undyne came and…and ah…and saved us." He started tearing up, he blamed himself for everything "I'm sorry. Frisk, I shouldn't have taken you with me. Please forgive me."

"Asgore" Toriel said reluctantly as Asgore turned to the door to leave "unless you knew this would happen. There is nothing for you to apologize for."

Asgore didn't take much consolation in this. He still felt awful about putting Frisk in that situation. If he had never brought them with him, Frisk wouldn't be this terrified. He felt as if him staying there would only make things worse. He opened the door started leaving.

"Goodbye…dad" Frisk said softly. This surprised Toriel, and Asgore was even more saddened by this. He slowly shut the door behind him crying noticeably harder than he was already.

Toriel took Frisk to their room and sat down on the bed. They were clinging to her, sobbing uncontrollably. They had never been more terrified in their entire life. Worse than when Undyne tried to kill them, worse than when Muffet nearly made a cake out of them, worse when they had to fight Asgore, worse than when they fought Flowey, and yes, even worse than the when they fought Asriel. It was an awful feeling. It felt like they were going to lose everything. They felt like they had done everything right, sparred everyone from their save file, killed no one, but this feeling made it seem like they themselves were going to erase the whole world at any moment.

Toriel didn't know how to make them feel better. Frisk was always a very determined child to her. One that could take on anything, with fear but with determination. But now, now she couldn't see that in her child. They seemed to have lost all determination.

"Please calm down, my child" Toriel said to Frisk, who was sobbing softly into her dress. They raised their head to face her "you are the most determined child I have ever met. Where is that determination now?"

"I…I…" Frisk said at a loss for words "I don't know."

They had stopped crying for now, but they still felt as if they had failed everyone. Their determination had saved everyone from the underground, but now they felt as if they failed everyone. They have seen this horrible fear in the eyes of others, but now they were experiencing it themselves and it was the worst feeling.

Imagine doing absolutely everything in your power to get the happy ending where almost everyone is completely happy, just to find the demon that you were fighting to keep asleep was already awakened from death.

"It is okay, my child" Toriel said "you are safe now no one is going to hurt you. I promise you. I promise."

Frisk found comfort in her words, but they couldn't shake this strange feeling of gigantic loss. They thought maybe spending more time with Asgore would make them feel better, and it did but they had felt worse after encountering that man, Charac, again.

"May I ask you something?" Toriel said "you called Asgore 'dad'. Do you really think that highly of him?"

"I love all the monsters from the underground" Frisk said softly "I guess I see bit of you in him and can only see him as a father."

"Hmm" Toriel said "do you not know of everything he has done?"

"I know" Frisk said softly "I know. I forgive him for what he was going to do to me. I know he didn't want to do any of this."

"My, my Frisk" Toriel said with a look of delight on her face "are you…an angel?"

"I'm nothing more than a child" Frisk said softly. They slowly let up on Toriel after a long time and just sat down on the bed next to her. Toriel slowly got up off the bed.

"I know I am supposed to be punishing you" Toriel said "but how about I go and make a butterscotch-cinnamon pie. I know you love it."

"I would like that" Frisk said softly. Toriel happily went to go and make one. Frisk was much more relaxed, but the feeling was not gone. They just lied down in their bed. They could smell the pie being baked, it only made them feel slightly better. They drifted lying in bed and fell asleep. They had a dream, a dream just where they could hear not see. They could only hear the voice from the phone call they had received in the Ruins.

"He knows" the voice said "you stop it. With or without you this world with be erased."

Frisk was even terrified now than before. They suddenly realized who it was. They knew who it was. Then they felt strange presence around them. A presence that was much more comforting. Six individual presences coming to their aid.

"Oh" the voice said. Within moments of slashes could be heard, but against what Frisk didn't know "you are not going to stop me. Millions upon millions have already awakened me. One more is not going to be a problem for me, but you can try. That would be the most entertaining."

The worst laugh that Frisk ever heard rang through their thoughts. It was the only thing that could be heard. It terrified them so much, then they woke up. Almost no time had passed. Toriel hadn't even finished baking the pie yet. Frisk decided not to tell Toriel about their dream, but that didn't stop them from trembling terribly. They knew something was going to happen soon, but they weren't prepared for it.