[Author's Note: I got a death threat for not updating as often as I used to. Listen, pal. I'll update whenever the hell I want to. It's not like I get paid for doing this. I do it for fun, so step off.]

Toriel drove her van down a familiar road with her three children in the back seats. She had been convinced to drop them off at Asgore's house for the weekend, and even if she didn't like the idea of leaving her kids alone with that man, she couldn't deny her kids the right of having a father.

Frisk stared out of the window directly to their left and daydreamed about the average things a child would daydream about. They imagined running across the power lines like Tarzan, and then they imagined a giant robot fighting and even more giant lizard in the distance. These thoughts were interrupted by the occasional car driving by, but they didn't take away from the experience. Eventually, however, Toriel stopped at a red light, and Frisk snapped back to reality. They looked over to the child next to them and began to wonder why Chara had been so quiet ever since they woke up crying from a nightmare. Frisk figured that they'd talk about it if they wanted to.

On the opposite side of the back seats, Asriel sat prettily in place and wiggled his feet about as he played a game on his phone. Toriel noticed a slight slip in his marks for English, so she asked Alphys to install a few educational games on his phone. From The looks of it, he was enjoying himself. Plus, the games helped him take his mind off of the weird dreams he was having at night. Sometimes, in said dreams, he could see himself turning into Flowey again, but with black vines and bone attacks similar to Papyrus'. Asriel loathed the idea of being anyone but himself, so keeping his mind occupied was the best way to push those thoughts out of mind.

In the middle seat, Chara sat quietly as they intently scribbled drawings on a sheet of paper with a set of crayons. It was a picture of Asgore proudly standing in a field of golden flowers with a few hearts scattered around the picture. At the top was a poorly-written yet full of love message that said, 'The Best Dad Guy.'
Drawing always helped Chara think. After all, they came up with their idea to free the monsters while drawing a flower. This time, however, they had a different plan in mind. Chara needed to think of a way to separate gaster from Asriel, but it seemed impossible. After all, it was Gaster's soul that held Asriel's body together. The only thing that made Asriel, 'Asriel' was their essence that lived on through Gaster's soul. So, it seemed that making Asriel normal would require a bit more thought and careful planning.

At last, Toriel pulled up to the rather plain-looking house and exited the van, along with the kids. Asriel was so excited to see his dad that he almost forgot his bag of clothes and other necessities for staying at another person's house.

Happily, Asgore scooped up his son and hugged him tightly. It was so hard to believe that he was all right. Sometimes, Asgore was afraid that he'd wake up one day and all his beloved children, including Frisk, would be dead and gone. So, a day like this one was proof that they were nothing but nightmares.

Frisk was next to greet the former king. They extended their hand for a friendly handshake, and were instead greeted by a big, burly hug similar to the one Asriel received. Despite how big and strong Asgore was, his hugs were always gentle, even if he squeezed you tight. It was almost as if he was afraid to hurt the person he was hugging.

Finally, Chara walked calmly up to their father and gave him their drawing. For a moment, Chara felt like they did something wrong because it looked like Asgore was about to cry. They wondered if they drew him in an offensive way... until they, too, were pulled into a hug.

After Toriel and Asgore shared a few words on taking care of the kids, she finally drove off and left them in the monster's care. She wasn't all too worried about them being with him, she was just worried that he might not think he's good enough to take care of them.

Upon entering the home of Asgore, Frisk realized just how big all of his furniture was. Everything was at least three times as big as what you'd see in a normal home, and it made Frisk feel even smaller than they usually did.

Past the living room, which as right off of the front door, was the dining room, and then the kitchen. To the right of the living room was a small hallway that lead to the bathroom, Asgore's bedroom, and the guest room where the kids would be staying. The entire home had wood floors except the bedrooms.

"Dad, I'm hungry," Asriel whined.

"Hello 'hungry'. I am dad."

Asriel puffed his cheeks out and huffed childishly. "You know what I mean, dad. What do you have to eat?"

"Well, let us see."

Asgore walked to his over-sized fridge with the trio of children quickly tailing behind him. He opened the fridge, revealing that one half was full of pastries, candies, and sweets in general. The other half had nothing but fresh vegetables in it.

It was obvious that the kids wanted to eat nothing but the sweets, but Asgore informed them that they could only have them if they ate healthily. Of course, they agreed, and Asgore cooked up some vegetarian stir-fry that was reminiscent of something Papyrus once tried to cook but ultimately turned to ashes.

"What do you three want to do tonight?" Asgore asked in anticipation.

Frisk was going to suggest that they play a board game they brought along, but figured Asgore's hands were too massive to hold the pieces.

Asriel didn't mind what they did as long as he got to spend time with everyone, which was a heartwarming response that nearly caused Asgore to burst into tears.

"We could watch a movie," Chara suggested. "I like horror, but Asriel and Frisk prefer adventure and action movies, so I'll watch what they want."

On that note, the rest of the evening was set in stone. They would watch a movie, have a snack, and then the next day, Asgore was going to take them to a theme park that had opened up for the spring.


That night, Chara and Frisk struck up a conversation on the movie they were watching and how the characters should interact with each other.

Chara claimed that the main character was wasting their time by talking to everyone to get where they needed to go, and that killing them or heckling them for answers would be a better option.

Frisk rebuttled with the fact that those people they made friends with would come in handy later, and that they would fight for them in the future.

While the two humans argued, Asriel could feel that something was wrong with himself. He felt incredibly dizzy and lightheaded. Soon after that sensation washed over him, it felt like he was falling back into a deep, dark void in the ground until Asriel was nowhere to be seen. Rather, Asriel was being overtaken by another force within his body.

"Frisk," Gaster started while keeping up the facade of still being Asriel, "can I speak with you in the kitchen, please?"

Frisk went along with 'Asriel' to the kitchen and asked him what he wanted to talk about.

"It is less of something I want to talk to you about and more of... something you need to see."

Frisk tilted their head and asked Asriel what he meant by that.

"Follow me and I'll show you."

With that, Asriel suddenly left the house through the back door and took off nearly running down the nearest sidewalk. Being the good child that they were, Frisk followed him and told him to come back, as it was late and dark outside. Since Asriel refused to listen or to even slow down, Frisk had no choice but to follow him.


Asriel lead Frisk through an unfamiliar part of town until he came to a tall building with a ladder up the side. Just like Frisk feared a soon as they saw it, Asriel began climbing it while pleading for Frisk's cooperation.

The ladder the climbed up was small and gritty with bits of rust falling off as their hands and feet touched it. Frisk didn't like what they were doing. They wondered if Chara or Asgore was worried. They most likely were.

"Frisk, while we have this time together, I have a question for you," Asriel announced.

Frisk told Asriel to ask away.

Gaster came hazardously close to letting out his real voice, but kept up the charade. "What's your opinion on Sans?"

Frisk paused for a moment before telling Asriel that they respected Sans and saw him as an older brother or uncle.

Seemingly becoming inflamed, Asriel spouted off about how much of a failure he saw Sans as, but admitted that they appreciated his efforts in life.

At last, the pair reached the top of the building. Frisk was about to as Asriel why he brought them there, until they saw how close he was to the edge.

Since Frisk was Frisk, and Frisk generally tries to do the right thing, they ran up to Asriel and tried pulling him away, but to no avail. They did, however, manage to hastily turn him around, and when they did, they finally saw why he was acting so odd.

"Do you recognise me, F̏͋͑r͌i̇ͤ̍̏͂̚skͪ̊̒͂ͫ̉̓? Your d̈́͂̽̍̓̍ea͑ͨ͆r̓̒ͧ friend Gaster?"

In the moment that it took Frisk to realize what was going on, it was already too late. Gaster grabbed their shirt and held them over the side of the building. He was much stronger than Frisk remembered.

"It is a ŝͯͯ̈̃h͊̒ͧͣ͛̚a͆͒ͦ̾m̏͐ͥ̔ĕͯ͐͗͑ͧ̒ that nobody will be able to tell you from a bag of mͣͩͯͤ̑ͭ̈eat̆̿ ͨs̈̋͒pl̑̍͆̾a̾͆̈́̾tͣ̒̚t̏̏ͭ̚e̎̀rͤ̔̽ͦ̇̀e͌dͥ̃̓ͭͥ̈ on the pavement. It's sad, really. I wonder if S͒̆̆̔̐̓̏a̋͋̄ͨ̑ǹͩͤ̋sactually cares about you. He c̏aͨ́̏n͗ see us after all."