Ever since the day started, Asriel has been acting very strange. For example, when he got up every morning, Asriel would follow a strict morning routine to get everything in order for the day. However, today he did little more than get his things ready for school and sit on the couch without either entertainment nor breakfast until it was time to go. Frisk took notice of this, seeing how unresponsive he was compared to his usual self. Despite worrying him, she had no spare time of her own, and got everything ready for the day ahead.
At school, Asriel's behavior continued to be strange throughout the day. Zero period was Physical Education, and although that did a good job of cheering most up for the day, it did nothing for the caprine. When he and Frisk were playing volleyball, he wasn't attentive at all, and didn't even seem to try to hit the ball at times. Eventually, after the students were let go to change back into regular clothes, he was the last one to come out of the gym.
In first period, Model United Nations, instead of researching his assigned topic and country policy, Frisk saw him staring blankly at the screen, struggling to move his hands to the keyboard to type critical information. Even when their friend in the same committee as them asked him about the topic, he mumbled back an unenthusiastic "I don't know" instead of the normal detailed explanation.
The two teens had English as their second period, which was normally a thought-provoking and deeply interesting class. However, as the class participated in a particularly stimulating discussion about symbolism in Of Mice And Men, Asriel continued his abnormal streak, not talking once about all of the subjects of discussion. Frisk was starting to get extremely worried, but felt like bringing attention to it in the middle of school would just make things worse.
Next was AP World History, and once again, the riveting subjects and debates were being ignored by Asriel. At this point, Frisk figured it was just an off day for him. Any more worrying on her part would result in blood pressure too high for any human could handle.
Throughout the rest of the day, Asriel continued his pattern of apathy, impatience, and absentmindedness. Frisk just left him to deal with it by himself, because she had no idea as to how deal with whatever was inflicted upon his mind. She talked with some other friends, addressed her concerns, and then continued to relax, gradually becoming less troubled as the day went on.
Despite Asriel's strange behavior continuing throughout most of the day, their magic class was a very large exception to the formula. He shone through in that period and, although not talking even then, made significant effort into what he was working on for that day. Frisk found the change very jarring, especially considering that he was not himself most of the day. However, despite the apparent change in demeanor, his face remained steely and almost sorrowful in their last period, even deepening the expression.
After the class ended and school was released, Frisk went next to Asriel to walk home, as they always did. However, Asriel started to pace much faster that Frisk could keep up with, due to her short stature. Soon Asriel was one traffic light ahead of her, and Frisk just decided to take her time today to think about what has happened. She thought the whole day was just so strange, with Asriel's behavior and whatnot. As she thought, she continued onward to get to her house.
"Hello, my child," Toriel said as Frisk entered the house. She scanned her surrogate child for anything that was alarming, and indeed, there was something. Her expression was one of confusion and shock, not dissimilar to the expression of sadness she had observed on her son's face earlier.
"Have you seen Asriel anywhere?" Frisk asked. Toriel raised her hand to gesture to the point on inquiry.
"I believe he went to his room," Toriel said. Frisk started to walk towards the stairwell as soon as she said that. After climbing up a few steps, she slowly turned her body to face her back.
"Thanks, Toriel," Frisk said, and with the statement, she continued up the stairs to his room.
The hallway leading up to the bedrooms was dark, and warm with a stale heat of unconditioned air. There was a general sense of dreariness that accompanied it all, and a dark glow seemed to be emanating from some source. Slowly, Frisk approached the verdant walls of Asriel's bedroom, which had a slight black glow. Due to the constant supply of dark pigments, Frisk assumed this was being caused by Asriel somehow. Why, however, she did not know.
As she entered the room, Frisk saw the caprine curled up between the foot of his bed and the dresser. A faint hitching sound approached her ears as she saw his body slightly shake with a pattern similar to that of when one cries. Immediately, she covered her mouth with her hand, saddened to see her significant other in such a state. Asriel didn't seem to notice the human slowly approaching his figure in the shadows to the room.
Frisk knelt down next to the melancholy boy, gradually raising her arms to embrace him. Asriel reacted by turning his head away, with obvious wet streaks where hot tears had been. His crying gained a little bit of volume, which made Frisk hug Asriel even tighter. She felt the heat of his tears fall upon her arm, feeling the salty liquid trail down to her elbow.
"Please go away, Frisk," Asriel said, his voice quavering with sadness. The human responded to the comment by cupping his cheek, turning his face, and staring at him deeply in the eyes. Both teens could see each other's pupils dilate with an intensity only known by the mystery of love.
"And why should I do that?" Frisk questioned. She continued her menacing campaign to maintain eye contact with Asriel, making it ever so harder for him to shirk away to the endless abyss of sadness he wished to encase himself in at the time. Tears continued to form at the corner of Asriel's eyes, signaling the onset of more powerful emotions.
"I don't want to hurt you, like I seem to do to everyone around me. I feel so guilty for everything I have done, sometimes I wish you hadn't let me come back to the surface with you. I don't feel like I deserve it."
Ah. The dreaded events of ages past, long since disregarded by the monster population. Flowey had committed many atrocities upon the day, which included the genocide of the entire population of monsters, whose souls were utilized to turn himself into his original form, Asriel Dreemurr. However, instead of reverting to the young prince most were used to previously, he became a perversion of himself self-entitled "The God of Hyperdeath". Alas, both forms weren't truly him, and were just the result of him being trapped in an emotionless state due to Alphys's experiments. Thus, the guilt carried within him for all of the atrocious things "he" had committed were merely consequences of sad circumstances that devolved into something horrifying.
"Please do not feel guilty about that, Asriel. You weren't yourself at the time, and those will never be your actions." Frisk stated strongly. Despite the forceful wording of her statement, she still gazed at Asriel with a glint of tenderness in her eyes.
Asriel eventually just laid his head down on Frisk's shoulder, letting all his emotion flow forth. All of the tears being saved for later on flowed out of his eyes, soaking both his face and Frisk's shoulder. Meanwhile, Frisk just maintained her tight, loving hold on Asriel's body, wanting to make sure he felt all of the comfort she can give. She massaged his back gently, making Asriel shiver slightly under her touch.
Slowly, Frisk turned her head to place her lips upon his cheek. She made sure the kiss was loving and comforting, wanting to ensure that his sadness goes away. Frisk felt Asriel's heartbeat slow quite a bit when she kissed him, attaining some semblance of her goal. Soon, she moved from his cheek to his mouth, calming him down with a long, passionate, and sweet kiss on the lips. Afterwards, they hugged each other ever close, and Asriel's crying finally ceased, much to Frisk's ease.
Asriel stood up, wiping the remnants of tears away from his eyes. Frisk got up as well, and intertwined her hand with his.
"Thank you, Frisk." Asriel said with a gentleness about his voice. As soon as he said that, Frisk squeezed his hand with a comforting touch.
"You're welcome, Asriel." Frisk stated lovingly back to the caprine. The two fled Asriel's room, going to the living room to spend time with their family. They experienced the rest of the day with no sorrow, as only happiness remained.