What if Asriel Dreemurr could live? What if he didn't have to be a flower after all? I know, that ending didn't satisfy some of us. And that's what this fanfiction will cover. Asriel Dreemurr's life as himself, along with everyone else within his life. Rated T for language, I guess. But don't worry. This fanfiction is written in Asriel's perspective. Also, Frisk x Asriel.

It's time to go back to the Basement. It's time to return to the Ruins. How deep can a trapdoor lead? How far would one be willing to go to save a lost soul?

It's Frisk's birthday and it's time for some fun! (We now know about Sans's past...but what about Frisk's? As Asriel asked: why did Frisk climb Mt. Ebott? Well, they have their own reasons.) (Queerplatonic Sans/Frisk. Trigger warnings of emotional abuse. Rated T just in case. Part 4 of my Undertale Series but can be read alone if you want.) (Cover Art courtesy of dogpu on tumblr!)

It has been ten years since the barrier fell, but some hurts take a long time to heal, and some truths are buried deep. Even as you help your adoptive mother uncover truth of her own heart (really, nobody dresses that nicely for a dinner with "just-a-friend"), your surrogate brother has started to realize an unsettling truth about yours, and comes in search of answers. And tea.