A/N: I has the Inspirations. Binge Reading really does that to you... Anyways, onto Replying to Reviews(RtR) Response are done in ()

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Woah, WHAAAA?! that is AWESOME! MAN, I acutully think that a halfsec is a good name for a half human half monster. (Thank You!)But just a question, is her SOUL more powerful than a monster, less powerful than a humans, or is her soul a monster soul and human soul combined? (It's more like In-Between Power Wise.)Sorry. You REALLY don't have to answer if you don't want to. Never mind. (No! Oh course I'll answer you guys' questions! Honestly!)Well, your a re really talented and I wish you good luck on continuing to write this. (1. Thank you! 2. I will continue! Onwards to Chapters!)Also, does she have the power to SAVE? You don't have to answer that either. Well, I am sorry for taking up your time. Have a nice day! ;) (1. No, Salya can't SAVE... 2. Again, of course I'll answer anyone's questions! 3. Your not taking up time, I've made time for all you guys! 4. Have a great Day/Night/Evening as well!)

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Disclaimer: I Own nothing except this story, Salya, Yandas, and Salpha. Everything else is Toby Fox's to keep.

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With Salya

I woke up in my bed... In my room... Wait. This isn't my BED! Or my ROOM! I began to panic until I smelled ButterScotch and... Cinnamon? I looked towards the floor, and low and behold, a plate of Freshly Baked ButterScotch-Cinnamon Pie was waiting there for me.

I began to drool slightly and threw off the covers. I lent towards the pie, taking small notice that all my clothes was seemingly repaired, and reached for the fork that was seated next to a... Note?

My attention off the pie, I took the note and began to read...

'Dear Halfsec, Greetings! My name is Toriel, and I'm the Caretaker of the Ruins. I will also be your Hostess during your stay. I would like to meet you in my living room (walk out the door, and go right until you reach the room past the stairs) and have a small... Talk after you've finished the pie. I hope you like ButterScotch and Cinnamon!

Sincerly, your Hostess and Friend, Toriel Dreemur.'

I stared at the note a little longer while a deep sense of Deja VĂș was growing in my stomach. I focused on the word Dreemur until IT Started.

A Flash Back.

It began very similar to all my others, I was my toddler self, on my small bed in my Old room. But... Something was different. Everything felt... Wrong.

I looked around until I noticed a small child in a blue jacket and grey sweat shorts. But, it wasn't a kid. It was a skeleton. I tilted my head at it, and it copied me perfectly. I stuck out my tounge and a Kawaii blue tounge slid from between it's teeth without them moving. I made silly face and it, again, copied me. I began to freak out and pinched myself, saying it was just a dream. Dream. Dreamer. Dreemer. Dreemur. The skeleton's Left eye began to blaze a dark blue, and it spoke in a masculine voice,

"The names Sans. Sans the Skeleton," He winked at me. "And don't forget it!" He exclaimed as he thrust his left hand forward and I Blacked Out.

I woke up with I pie covered face and laughed silently to myself until I remembered my Flash Back. 'No' I thought. 'That wasn't a Flash Back. That... That was a vision.'

I stood up and clean my face off with my sleeve, licking the delicious baked goodness from it. I sighed in bliss at the taste. 'Perfect...' I thought. Once my face was thouroughly cleaned, I turned and walked towards the door to my left, a happy smile on my face.

As I followed to route the paper gave me, I heard the sound of a fireplace and began to jog across the foyer. As I went through the arch way, I saw Toriel sitting in a armchair, reading a book about... Snails? "Uh..." I asked quietly as Toriel looked up with a 'Hm?' And smiled at me.

"Hello, my friend!" She greeted me in a sweet voice... As sweet as the pie she gave me. I smiled a I remembered the delictable taste. Toriel chortled and said, "I believe you liked my pie, am I wrong?" I shook my head as an answer and licked my lips. Toriel's brief smile disappeared and her face grew serious. "Now, my friend... Let me tell you something. I-... I think I know you." She began. I stared at her in confusion and said, "What?" Before she continued.

"Salya? I think I know your parents. Are their names Yandas Varcanti... And Salpha Varcanti?" I stared at her in surprise.

"Ya-Yandas is my mother's name... And Salpha is my father... How would YOU know them?" I asked in confusion as Toriel sighed.

"Because, Salya... Salpha was my... My B-Brother... Which makes you my niece... And I am... Am... Your God Mother." I stared at the Goat Monster in front of me before I promptly fainted.

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With Toriel

I sighed in exasperation and affection as the Young Women before me fainted for the Umpteenth time that HOUR. A small smirk played across my features as I mumbled to myself, "Yep... Just like Salpha." As I got up, stretched, and filed my book on Snail Recipes away and picked up my niece. I carried her bridle style to the Guest Bedroom and tucked her in. I kissed her on the forehead before whispering a 'Good Night' and going to my own room to write the day's events in my Diary.

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me: OOHHHHHH! Revaluations for EVER! Everything is revealed in the begging! What kind of author AM I?!