Chap 5:

Asriel and Frisk stood in the main part of the house. The room was quiet now that Toriel had left, and the two were now left to their own devices. They looked around the soundless room inquisitively for something of interest.

"Well what do we do now?" Asriel asked, turning to face the human.

Frisk Shrugged back, seemingly as lost as he was.

The monster pondered what to do for a moment. It was his first day back in a body. His own, real body. He could touch, taste, and do many things now that he wasn't a flower anymore. Many ideas popped into his head as he remembered this. Perhaps he could go talk to someone, or bake something, maybe draw or paint a picture, try on a few different styles of clothing, the list was endless. After a lengthy mental debate, he ended up choosing to simple draw something on paper. It seemed pretty simple, and would allow him to use his hands.

"Hey, Frisk. Do you want to draw something with me?" Asriel asked casually.

He received a nod.

Asriel smiled lightly when he agreed, he was actually very happy to have company.

Beginning his first project, he went to his room and rummaged through his belongings. He grabbed a small container of coloring supplies out of his toybox. He had gotten it for one of his birthdays, and miraculously, the paint hadn't dried out in the time he had been gone. He snatched a couple brushes too, and then returned to the waiting Human. They then went back to the large wooden table, and took a seat, spreading the items out evenly.

"What to draw…..What...to….draaaaaawwww…" Asriel mumbled to himself quietly, as he looked at a blank sheet of paper.

Now that he was actually doing it, his mind came up with nothing. He stared at the white slate hopefully, awaiting a thought or idea that he could blot down. Moments passed and his enthusiasm slowly drained as he continued to draw blanks. Why did it become so hard to think when you actually tried to? Asriel rested his face in his hand, and leaned on the table, looking at his paper lazily from different angles. His eyes traveled upward to the person across from him. Frisk worked steadily, busy with his own painting. He seemed busy, and appeared to know exactly what he was making.

That's when he got an idea. The human! He could just draw Frisk. It might be a nice gesture of friendship towards the human too, considering he owed a lot to him.

He began on his drawing, sketching a light outline of his body with a pencil. Once he finished making the form, he grabbed a couple different brushes and began with the coloring. He started with his very familiar articles of clothing. The blue, pink-striped shirt first, then the matching blue pants. The only thing that seemed different in his outfit was his small brown shoes, which didn't really draw attention. Once his clothing was finished, he switched to the more detailed features, such as the skin tone and hair. He tried his best, and ended up with a pretty good representation of him. Lastly he gave the human his face.

Asriel looked up across the table and examined the face of his friend.

Frisks expression: [-_-]

He kept staring at the human, waiting for his flat expression to change. He waited for a while, just looking at him. Slowly, he began to realize that his face had always been in the unreadable state. Ever since he met him. Only on a couple occasions had it changed, and even then it was in small alterations, such as a grin or slight frown. He hadn't even seen his eyes yet!

He decided to just make three lines for the face. Capturing the humans pacifism perfectly.

Smiling at his completed work, he jumped down from his chair and made his way over to the human to share his work. He pulled up a chair and sat next to Frisk. He laid the drawing next to his and compared them.

Frisk had been making a picture of all of his friends. Undyne, Alphys, Sans, Papyrus, Toriel, Asgore, Asriel and he himself. The monster saw that he was placed by the humans side in the drawing, golden flowers underneath both of them. Frisk finished his coloring quickly, and placed it next to Asriels. Looking his over now that he was done.

Asriel felt warm and fuzzy inside looking at the humans drawing. It made him feel special and important knowing he was placed in something the human had taken time to make. Seeing everyone together happily filled him with determination!

Asriel saved the moment into his memory, not wanting to forget the first fun moment he had shared with somebody since his revival.

After he was done checking out Frisks drawing, he turned to the human himself and checked to see his reaction towards his drawing. Of course, his face remained blank, but he looked at it for a good while, checking over each line.

Suddenly, Frisk hopped down from his seat and grabbed the two drawings. He casually strolled over to the kitchen. Asriel looked around the corner as the human left into the other room. He could see him placing the two pictures on the fridge, attaching them with a couple small magnets. Once they rested securely on the fridge, Frisk came to sit back down at the table again. Now they needed something else to do.

Almost on key, an unknown voice was heard coming from the front door.

"Knock knock knock." It said from behind the door.

Frisk hopped up again and went to answer it.

"KNOCK KNOCK!" It yelled from the other side, still not bothering to actually knock on the door.

Frisk opened it to reveal a very proud looking Papyrus, standing heroically in the doorway.

"Human! It is I, the great Papyrus! I have come to help!" The skeleton announced as he invited himself inside.

Frisk stepped aside and let him barge his way in.

"Oh! There he is!" Papyrus practically screamed as he saw Asriel. "You! We are going to have such a good time!"

Asriel blinked confusedly.

"I can tell by your lack of words you are in complete amazement that I, the noble and very generous Papyrus would think to help you with your sure to be boring party. But worry not child! With my help, your party will be a huge success!" He announced boisterously.

"What party?" Asriel asked, still confused.

"Eh...You don't know? Oh, well.." Papyrus said quietly, looking from side to side.

The room seemed pretty normal. No paper plates, no streamers, no balloons.

"Oh! It must be a surprise party!" He concluded loudly, his usual energetic behavior flowing again. "We must get started right away!"

"But if it's a surprise, wouldn't you…." Asriel began to say.

"No! This simply won't do! We can't have the surprise-ie seeing the surprise-er…. surprise him! We must have complete secrecy! "Papyrus spoke over Asriel.

He picked the monster up and carried him to the front door. The skeleton opened it and placed him down outside.

"Don't worry about a thing! The great party planner Papyrus will make sure you have the best party ever! Now scoot! We can't have you here ruining the surprise! Come back later!" Papyrus told him happily, pushing him a little further out with one hand.

Asriel stood outside his house as the door was slammed in front of him.

"Oh! And if you need something you can call Frisk! Here! Just make sure to bring it back!" Papyrus said as he opened the door again, throwing Asriel his phone, then turning around and slamming the door…. again.

Asriel grabbed it as it flew through the air. Barely keeping it from crashing into the stone floor.

Had he just gotten kicked out of his own house? Where was he suppose to go now? Many questions flooded his mind.

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(Back inside)

"Human! You will help me make this party spectacular! I know I can rely on your help! You're nearly as magnificent as me! So with our combined magnificentness….i'm sure it will be swell!" Papyrus told the human. "Now we should start on the decorations! What do you have in mind?"

The human walked over to the fridge and pointed to a small snail magnet on it. Snails seemed to be Toriels favorite thing, and he guessed that Asriel would probably like them too.

"Hmmm...I see! Great idea! But we will have to make a lot of spaghetti if we are going to use it as decorations!" Papyrus said obliviously, completely overlooking the magnet and focusing on the fridge it was connected too.

The skeleton opened it excitedly, looking for noodles and other ingredients. To his surprise, there were no noodles. Or tomato sauce. In fact, it seemed there were only containers of snails.

"Human! We have no ingredients. How are we going to make spaghetti without them!?" He asked.

Frisk thought for a moment at the question. The human began looking in some of the drawers and cabinets. Eventually he found some flour. Once he had that, he placed it on the table along with a bowl. Next he opened the fridge and rummaged through it, pushing the containers of snails out of the way to get to the eggs hidden behind. He cracked a few into the bowl along with a cup or so of flour. He smashed it together with his hands. Papyrus watched as the mixture of dry powder and liquid came together to form a spongy tan material.

"Human? What are you doing?" He asked.

Frisk put a pinch of salt in, then mixed it some more. Once it had been kneaded in, he grabbed a piece and pulled it off in a long, slender strand. Rotating on his feet, he faced the skeleton and placed it in his mitten covered hand.

Papyrus's eyes widened and he stared in amazement at the result of the mixture. I prime example of a spaghetti noodle rested in his hands, although it was a little to squishy to actually use.

"WOWIE! That is amazing! I can't believe how much you learned from Undyne in only one lesson! I don't even know how to do that." He told the human in complete awe. "Good work! Now all we need is the sauce! Worry not human, for your super cool friend will find those dastardly tomatoes. You just have to think like one…"

Frisk watched as his tall friend completely demolished the kitchen in search of tomato's. Throwing pots, pans, dishes, spices and other things across the room haphazardly.

While he was doing that, Frisk played with the noodle dough for fun. Pulling off strips and organizing them into letters and numbers. He even made a smiley face.

After a good ten minutes or so, Papyrus finally found the tomatoes in a bowl in the fridge, covered by other vegetables.

"Ahhaa!" He shouted, pulling the little red orbs from their shelter.

He put them on the counter, and then grabbed a couple of the pots and pans off the floor. He threw a pot onto the stove, then he put another much larger one next to it and filled that one with water. He turned to grab the spaghetti dough, but found Frisk still playing with it. The letters he made out of it spelling out *super cool dude* on the counter.

"Alphabetti Spaghetti?!" Papyrus questioned, his mind completely blown.

"I can't believe I didn't think about that…..

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(Back outside)

Asriel stood at the door to his house, confused on what to do. He wasn't suppose to go back inside, because they were apparently preparing to throw him a surprise party, but Toriel had wanted him to stay here until she came back with groceries. He obviously couldn't do ether, so he had to come to some type of decision.

The young monster looked around outside. It was unnaturally quiet, and it made him feel uneasy. Nobody was around as far as he could see, but the longer he stayed out in the open, the more it felt like eyes were upon him.

"I'll just...stay here….until she gets back." He thought to himself unsurely.

And so he did. Or at least tried. He sat in front of his door, letting the minutes roll by as he patiently awaited his mother. Eventually, he started to feel very uncomfortable and changed his mind about staying put.

"Maybe, i'll just go find her at the store. Yeah…" He assured himself, getting up from the floor. He heard lots of noise ring out from the door just before he departed down the long hallway out.

Step by step, he made his way out of "new home", passing many large buildings on his way. He heard his footsteps echo out lightly among the surrounding land, the pads on the bottom of his bare, fur covered feet protecting him from the rough stone he wandered across, while also muffling each step passively. At times like this he was glad he was covered in a nice warm coat of fur. It kept him from getting chilly.

After a long, lonely walk, Asriel found an elevator that led to other parts of the underground. He pressed the button and waited for it to open. He could hear the cables running from within as he waited. Eventually it opened, and was allowed access. Once inside, he looked at the different buttons suspiciously, wondering where each one went.

"Hey. Fancy meeting you here." Sans said happily as he entered the elevator.

Asriel tensed up as he heard the small skeletons voice, but tried to keep his emotions under lockdown so that he wouldn't appear intimidated.

"Oh...uh...Hello." He responded weakly, looking at the him as he strolled into the elevator.

Sans moved to stand on the other side of the elevator, merely standing there. Meanwhile, Asriel looked over the buttons again, trying to figure out which land his mother might have gone too. He thought to pick the lowest one, but he didn't really know if that was a basement or ground floor….

They both remained standing in the elevator.

"Umm….I noticed you haven't chosen a destination yet pal." Sans said, looking over. "Where ya going?"

Asriel swallowed the lump in his throat and turned to face him nervously.

"Oh, um...well. I don't really know. Actually. My mom went to the store, but I don't know where that is. So...I was just thinking about where to look...heh..Sorry." Asriel told him softly, avoiding eye contact.

"Hey, don't worry kid. I'll take ya there. I live pretty close to a shop. So it's likely she will be on the way." He responded plainly.

"Thank you." Asriel told him, trying his best to be friendly.

"No problem. You know, I don't think we've ever officially met. I'm Sans." He introduced, extending his hand out for a shake.

"I'm Asriel Dreemurr." Asriel replied, hesitantly accepting the handshake.

"pftpfptpfpttptptppttptptptptpppffffffffffffffffftttt...…." A strange sound echo'd between them.

Sans had a whoopie cushion in his hand.

"Classic." He muttered to himself, his signature smile growing a bit.

Once that was concluded, they both turned to face the door, which Sans pushed a button on.

Soon the elevator dinged excitedly as they came to their floor. The door opened and the burning intensity of Hotland could be felt wafting in toward them.

"Follow me." Sans told him warmly.

Together the two walked out of the elevator and into hotland. It only took them a couple moments to find the entrance of the place. They went passed that and ended up in the waterfalls. It took them considerably longer to get through here, but it didn't seem very long once they got to talking. Sans seemed much more approachable now, and was being very friendly. He would ask Asriel about what he likes to do, what he was planning on doing later, and other small questions like what his favorite color was. Sometimes even pop a quick joke in. It was actually very enjoyable, but that faint cautionary voice remained in the back of Asriel's mind, warning him against following the potentially dangerous monster.

Soon they made it through the caves and into the entrance of Snowdin. They reached the beginning of the town, but then they stopped abruptly.

"Well. We're here. My house is right over there." Sans said warmly. "You'll find the store just up ahead. And if you have any free time you can feel free to come over to my place. My brother is always cooking up something interesting. You'll have a bone-afide time."

"I'd like that. It was nice meeting you Sans. Maybe I can come over later." Asriel responded, smiling lightly.

"Oh. One thing before you go." Sans said causally, still holding his warm, comforting tone.

"What is it?"

"Stay away from the human." He said flatly. "Or you're gonna have a bad time."

Asriel was taken aback by his comment, his smile dropping into a frown. He decided to play the innocent card and tried to make it seem like he didn't know what he was talking about.

"What? Why? He's not dangerous." Asriel spoke shakily.

"It's not him i'm worried about." Sans continued. "I don't want him picking up...Bad habits."

With that, Sans walked off into his house. Leaving Asriel in the snow.

The young monster felt slightly saddened by his words. He didn't want to be a bad influence. He wanted to try his best and make friends again. Frisk was his friend. His only friend at the moment. If he didn't want to be around him anymore….he didn't want to think about it. He promised himself he would protect the human and be by his side no matter what.

The thought of protecting his best friend filled him with determination.

He refreshed his mind with happier thoughts, and tried not to let what was said bother him. He would show them he was good.

Asriel brushed it off and walked further into town passing Sans house, Grillby's and the small inn. He saw the quaint little store next door, and strolled inside, happy to be out of the cold. He looked around for a moment, checking the isles inside for his mother. He found her in a baking goods section, reading a small pamphlet about weekly recipes. She had a small basket in her hand that was full of assorted goods.

"Mom!" He shouted as he ran over to her, giving her a hug around the waist.

She seemed very surprised to see him…..

END CHAP 5:

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