(Q&AWTG universe)

Sariel and Emma were in their room talking, wel, Emma was also writing in her diary. "I wouldn't worry too much about Allie and Scales, he likes you, the cake would've worn off by now if he didn't. If you're really worried, ask him. If he does still have some feelings for her, I could give you a potion that would make you look like her for a while, he can fulfill his little fantasy and you could keep your fish. Win-win." Emma stated.

Sariel gave this some thought. "Whilst I do worry, I will never use my friends like that, let alone impersonate my own cousin, just for my own satisfaction. It's a cruel prank to play." Sariel mentioned, covering her teeth when she realised how she worded it.

"Also, I don't know what monster girl hormones are like compared to humans, or growth spurts..." Emma said, with a hint of jealousy in her voice. "But the growing boobs thing hasn't been so bad so far, then again, I wear a hoodie all the time, so I don't think anyone's really noticed yet... But it hasn't hurt or anything. Besides, I'm sure Scales will be knocked dead when they come in for you." She said, smirking. Emma got out another diary, after putting the other one away.

"You know who you remind me of when you write in multiple diaries?" Sariel joked. "Anyway, why do you write in different diaries?" She asked.

"Ummm... This ones more for something other than day to day stuff... I picked up writing a while ago, but once some of the dirty thoughts started... I kinda started writing about them... I don't know if it's making the urges go away or get stronger honestly, so yeah... A-and I m-may have written one about y-you and S-scales too... but most are me and your bro. Soooo... Yeah. I wouldn't read it if I were you... you can if you want, but I wouldn't. I'm gonna get a snack." Emma explained, the human left the room to grab a snack.

"Heh, I wouldn't leave a diary like that laying around, especially when someone loves reading them." Sariel mused, noticing that Emma left the diary on the floor.

Emma spilled juice over her hoodie, whilst she was making a snack. "Aww, Crap." She muttered, taking off the hoodie, revealing a white tank top underneath. Emma also made a note to put some g in the swear jar later. Emma threw her hoodie in the washer and was about to leave, when a blue faced Sorial came in to do the washing. "Oh, hey Sorial. You alright? You look a bit blue." She said.

"Umm, what makes you say that, hehe?" Sorial asked, trying to ease the tension. The lights in Sorial's eye sockets started automatically heading south, which made his skull that much more blue.

Emma noticed this. "You like what you see?~ " She said, as she closed the door behind them, pressing him up against the wall and kissing him passionately. "Maybe later you can visit second base?" She smirked, and walked out the door, leaving Sorial's jaw ajar, and skull blue. You, must admit though, that is quite straightforward for a girl with the mind and body of a ten year old.

(Meanwhile AOTPT)

"... so it's true then, father, about these two, Frisk and Chara?" Abigail asked

"Yes, I am certain, perhaps these two are what the delta prophecy spoke of." The leader of the elvish tribe, also known as Abigail's father stated. He had greying brown hair, but unlike Abi, he had one daffodil eye and one golden eye, it seems that Abi gained her purple eyes from her mother.

Zach couldn't help but overhear as he stepped through the portal. "Uhhh... What's going on?" He asked.

"Frisk and Chara are all-rounder elves, if their eyes don't give it away, then the fact that they're orphans and that they have medium length hair to hide the ears would." Abi stated. Frisk and Chara were shown how to style their hair and still hide the ears, or at least, the tips.

"That may explain why I prefer my haircut the way it is, and why I prefer to keep my gender hidden" Chara stated.

" Me too." Frisk said. "But, whenever I entered battle, my soul looked like an ordinary human soul." Frisk stated.

"So they're Elven? That would explain why they picked up magic so easily... wait if Frisk is Elven, and they were left on the doorstep of an orphanage, would there be a chance you may know who their birth parents are... or were?" Zach asked, letting Zara play with the triplets.

"Ah, for an elf with red magic to be born it has to be a result of a male elf mating with a human, so all we know is that Frisk and Chara's birth father was an elf, and their birth mother was human. Elves mating with humans is considered an act of treason and is punishable by death, , though, if a human female is pregnant with an elf's child, the baby will be taken from the mother, and a memory spell will be placed on the mother by an elf with yellow magic, such as myself. Frisk and Chara have human souls because of this." The leader of the tribe explained.

"Za-...Za-...Zawa!" Zara was surprised when she heard one of her baby brothers say her name.

"Mom, dad, quick, Felan said my name!" Zara said, running to where Zach was standing with big Chara.

"What is it? Is everyone ok?" Zach asked, turning his attention to the toddler.

"Felan said my name, I heard!" Zara repeated.

"Wait, really? Hey Felan, who's that?" Zach asked, pointing to Zara.

"Za-...Zawa." Felan said.

"Good job little one, you're the first to talk!" Zach exclaimed.

"Hey, dad, what was my first word?" Zara asked.

"'Chocolate'" Zach quotes, as he ruffled the kid's hair.

"Ch-...cho-...chocho" Felan tried to say chocolate, with an exited look on his face.

"You want some chocolate? Alright, I'll get you and you brother and sister some chocolate milk." Zach said as he gave the babies chocolate milk and Zara a fudgesicle.

little Chara grabbed what was something drencehed in chocolate sauce. "WAIT CHARA DON'T-" Zach warned, too late, Chara had bit into it and tried to take a chunk off, but instead, spat out the taste left in their mouth. "I tried to warn you, that's Zara's lunch... Werewolves like raw meat, most others don't." Zach explained.

Chara grabbed a pop tart for lunch and a bottle of milk that Toriel had been heating using fire magic for Chaz, Frisk took the other bottle of milk for Rex. Instead of a pop tart, Frisk ate some leftover spaghetti.