It was the three children's third class of the day, science. The teacher was a middle-aged woman with blond hair and green eyes. She smiled warmly at the class.

"Hello students," she perkily exclaimed. "It would seem like we've got some new students! Would they like to introduce themselves?" She gestured for Chara and Asriel to stand up.

"My name's Chara."

The woman smiled. "What a pretty name! What's your hobby?"

"I like watching TV," Chara offered.

The teacher clapped. "Wonderful! Now how about you?"

"I'm Asriel," Asriel answered shyly.

"Aw! You're so cute," the woman exclaimed. "Are all monsters this adorable?"

Asriel blushed from embarrassment. "I'm adorable?"

"Oh yes! So Asriel, what do you like to do?"

"I like playing with my friends," Asriel said.

The teacher squealed. "You're so cute! Frisk, you never told me that you had a brother and sister." The teacher pouted. "Now why'd you hide that?"

"Sorry Mrs. Mathews. They were a little sick, and I didn't want to disappoint you."

"It's fine," she insisted. "Now that we have introductions out of the way, today we will be talking about the Science Fair!" She waved her hands in the air.

The students let out a collective groan.

Mrs. Mathews pouted. "Come now! I'll let you work in groups."

The group of students cheered and began to talk amongst themselves.

"We've just got a couple of rules. Rule one, no baking soda volcanoes."

The children groaned once again.

"Look, I've been in a lot of Science Fairs, and I've seen my fair share of solar system models and baking soda volcanoes. For that reason, you cannot make those two things. Now if you made something cool, I might just give you extra credit, so do your best. Have fun," she exclaimed.

"So it's obvious that we're working together," Chara said. "But what do we do?"

Frisk shrugged. "We can ask Gaster, Sans, or Dr. Alphys for help," she offered.

Chara groaned.

"I mean, they were scientists."

The teacher squealed and made her way to Frisk's group. "Did you just say that you know scientists?"

Frisk nodded. "Yeah. Why?"

"Do your wonders ever ceace?" She gave Frisk a pat on the head. "Why don't you bring in one of them? Perhaps they can bring in one of their projects."

Frisk nodded. She pulled out her cell phone.

"Wait! You can have them come now?"

Frisk nodded. "Yeah, just not one of them. I have a feeling that Dr. Alphys is busy."

"Call them," the teacher exclaimed.

Frisk entered the phone number for her house. There were two rings. "Hello! You have reached the household of monsters! This is the Great Papyrus speaking! ...Why exactly are you calling?"

"Is either Sans or Gaster there?"

"Why do you need those two? And why don't you need me?"

"Science class," Frisk stated.

"Oh." Papyrus sounded disappointed. "Yes. They're here. Sans is sleeping and Dad is talking with Lady Toriel!"

"My teacher overheard me saying that they were scientists, so she wants to meet them."

"I'll go wake Sans up and get Gaster." Loud footsteps echoed through the phone. "SANS! FRISK WANTS YOU," he yelled. A moment passed. "I DON'T CARE IF YOU'RE TIRED! GET UP!"

Frisk glanced at the teacher. "I'm working on it. One of them likes to sleep."

The teacher nodded.

"kiddo, why are you calling," Sans asked sleepily. "did something happen at school?"

"Yes, but that's not why I'm calling. My teacher wants to meet you and Gaster."

"why?"

"My science teacher was really excited to find out that you guys were scientists. She wants you to bring in an invention."

"frisk, the only thing that I've invented that DOESN'T have anything to do with the void is my self-sustaining trash tornado. does she really want to see that?"

Frisk shrugged. "I thought it was cool. It seems safe enough."

Sans sighed. "fine kiddo. just know that dad can't bring in anything either. he worked with determination and the core. he can't really bring in those things."

Frisk nodded. "Thank you!" She closed the phone and looked up at her teacher. "They'll be here soon."

"Are they bringing anything," Mrs. Mathews asked excitedly.

"One of them is. The other scientist will not. His work was too big to bring in."

The teacher bounced excitedly. "That's perfectly fine! When do you think they'll be here?"

A grey door appeared in the middle of the classroom.

The students began to point at the door.

"It's a ghost door," one shouted.

"What does it want?"

The students began to scream at the door.

"Don't take me ghost door," a girl cried.

Frisk glanced at the door, then at the teacher. "About now."

The door opened and two skeletons came out. One was short and one was taller.

"They're monsters too? Cool," the teacher exclaimed. "How are they walking around? They don't have any muscles!"

The two skeletons walked over to Frisk. Chara stepped away from the two skeletons.

"Frisk, I understand that your teacher wanted to meet us?"

Frisk nodded.

"Oh yes. I am Frisk's teacher, Mrs. Mathews. It's so nice to meet you." She held out her hand. Gaster shook it.

"My name is W.D. Gaster and my son's name is Sans. Nice to meet you too, now I could not bring in any of my projects, but my son did."

The teacher tilted her head. "Then what was that door?"

"it's magic.. y'see, we monsters are able to use magic. anyway, you wanted to see something cool, right?"

The teacher nodded.

In Sans' hand held a small box. He moved it to one hand and raised his arm. His eye glowed blue as some desks were enveloped in blue light. They were carefully moved to the other side of the room.

Students and teachers from other classes began to crowd the doorway. All of them stared at the two skeletons in awe.

Sans set the box down on the ground. "you guys might wanna back away."

The students did as told. As soon as they did, the box burst open. A visible funnel of air began to swirl around. Various pieces of trash circled around.

"Is that a tornado," the teacher asked.

Sans nodded. "this is my self-sustaining trash tornado. i dunno why i made it. normally in just sits in my room and... spins." He twirled his finger.

The teacher's eyes lit up. "So awesome!" She looked to Gaster. "What did you do as far as science goes?"

"Er well, you know how we were all living under Mount Ebott, right?"

The teacher nodded. "Yeah. I've been brushing up on my history."

"We didn't have power there, so I had to create a way to light up the Underground. That's where the Core came in. It used the thermal energy found in what the king dubbed 'Hotland'." He got a few judging stares. "I did not name it. The king, while a good leader, was HORRID at choosing names. Anyway, it would convert thermal energy into the mechanical energy that could be distributed to houses of monsters."

"So you guys are the equivalent of celebrities in the Underground?"

Gaster chuckled. "No. That would be Mettaton, and nobody remembers us scientists."

Mrs. Mathews sighed. "The life of science is a hard road."

Gaster rubbed the back of his head. "Yeah. I suppose it is."

"hey, i gotta actually get home. me and tori have a date in a little while," Sans said. Chara and Asriel grimaced.

Gaster grinned. "Well, I suppose it's time to go. It was a pleasure meeting you." He shook the teacher's hand.

"It was nice to meet you too!"

Sans held out his hand, a whoopee cushion was discreetly hidden in his hand.

"Oh, and you as well!" She grabbed Sans' hand. The whoopee cushion prank worked yet again. She froze. "Did you just prank me?"

Sans grinned. "that's what i do."

Seha began to laugh. "Are you a comedian too?"

"i try. welp, goodbye everybody." He vanished from sight. The tornado and Gaster also vanished.

The teacher looked to the class and grinned. "Wasn't that awesome?!"

Most of the class nodded.

"Gee, she sure is perky, huh," Chara questioned.

Frisk nodded. "It's better than our next class." Asriel frowned.

Chara groaned. "What kind of happy-go-lucky idiot teaches the next class?"

Once again, the teacher that sat in front them was the strict Mr. Jones. He glared at the class.

"It would appear that we have two new students. Introduce yourselves," he grumbled.

"Wow, now aren't you just a ray of sunshine," Chara asked sarcastically. "My name's Chara."

Mr. Jones frowned. "Why does that name sound familiar," he muttered under his breath. "How about the monster?"

"M-My name's Asriel."

"That name sounds familiar too." He glanced at the two people standing up. "Sit down," the teacher exclaimed. Asriel and Chara sat down quickly. "Now, someone's parents didn't seem to like the lesson I was teaching, so I'll have to skip over Monster History."

Asriel sighed. "Good."

The teacher shook as he stood up from his desk. He glanced at the board.

A student in the back raised their hand. "Not that I'm complaining or anything, but us complaining never helped. Why should some parents decide what you teach?"

The teacher glanced between the board that the intercom. "It's nothing students."

"Oh! Is this the teacher that Mom threatened," Chara asked. Frisk nodded. "Ah."

The teacher pointed at Chara and Asriel. "Does that mean that you are related to the couple that came in yesterday?"

"Sorta," Asriel offered.

"I got it. I understand now." He stared at them with a shocked gaze. "They talked about you two yesterday, Chara and Asriel! I was wondering why the names sounded so familiar!" He pointed at Chara. "She said that you were the human child who died long ago!" He pointed at Asriel. "And you were the monster clutching the human! How are you two still alive?!"

Asriel began to look nervous.

Chara sighed. "Man, what a crazy teacher. Look I'm a child, yes, but that happened centuries ago!" She shook her head. "Not your finest moment, huh teach? What if we were named after those people?"

"I..." The teacher looked down. "Didn't think of that."

Chara looked at the man smugly. "Heh. Don't make accusations you can't back up, you insensitive jerk!"

The class began to laugh. "Two burns in two days! You're gonna need more than ice! How about a freezer," a boy yelled from the back.

"First a flower, now the new girl. You gotta step up your game."

The teacher, now overwhelmed with various emotions, stormed out of the classroom. He slammed the door behind him.

The whole classroom cheered.

"That's how you break a teacher," Chara announced. She gave Asriel a high-five. After doing that, she walked to the board to see what was written. She could barely make it out, but she saw a Gaster Blaster drawn and some of Sans' writing.

"BAD TIME"

"Huh. Good going Sans. I'm impressed."

The class began to parade around Chara. "You were awesome!"

"Really?"

The students smiled. "You must have like no fear of the consequences! You stood up to Big Bruce, AND WON, and now the meanest teacher in the school, and won!"

Chara smiled smugly. "I guess I did."

And done! Wow guys, I finished two chapters in one day! Also, the milestone is growing closer into view. You probably can tell what that milestone is, but I'm still being coy about it.

People thought that Chara restrained herself, while she did in the last chapter, she would have probably injured the poor bully had it not been for Frisk. So, while she is trying, she hasn't quite shaken her violent tendencies.

I think I've got the grade pinned down. Obviously, not in High School since I said that Frisk was younger than 13, but what age would that be? For simplicity sake, the three children are in the same grade. The grade I have decided is... 6th grade! Yay! (Uh... I don't know what that would be in other countries! Sorry!) Frisk will be 11.

Now let's talk about the teachers. I wanted a really perky teacher, so the science teacher was the perky one. I had fun writing her! Then there's the other teacher. I needed to make some sort of antagonist, even if he didn't play a big part, so I thought of a super strict teacher and mixed him with Crocker from the Fairly Odd Parents.

This won't have a major villain, as this is a sort of slice of life type thing. This doesn't mean that they won't face problems. I'm sorta debating on adding(For like... one or two chapters) someone or something from an Alternate Universe. (Still Undertale, but you probably get it. I'm debating internally if I should or shouldn't do it.)

Anyway, Chara's the hero of the school! Hooray! Next time, I'll probably have them go home, or maybe, if I'm feeling up to it, we'll see the date! Depends, I guess! Bye guys!