"A reset? How interesting. It would seem as if everything is going well for everyone. Well, no matter what happens, I will be here. Always watching and always knowing."

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The grey door appeared in the center of the living room. Toriel and Asgore immediately snapped their attentions towards the door. "It would seem as if they are back," Asgore noted.

"I wonder if they found Verdana."

The door swung open. Papyrus was on the other side. He had a grin spread across his face.

"I trust that it went well," Toriel stated with a warm smile.

"Indeed it did, Lady Toriel!" Papyrus walked inside. He was followed by the Gri, then Gennadius, Asriel, Chara, Frisk, Sans, and Gaster. Gaster was helping a cloaked figure to stand.

"yup, but she's bone-tired tired now." Sans snickered.

"Well, it's perfectly fine if she takes the couch if she isn't able to walk up the stairs."

Gaster smiled. "Thank you Toriel." He walked with the cloaked figure to the couch in the living room. "So if that's Verdana, then I assume that she was in Asriel's former state."

Sans nodded. "apparently."

Gaster entered the room. "Well, she's going to try and sleep. It's been a long day for her."

Toriel nodded.

"If you do not mind me asking, who is she really," Asgore questioned.

Gaster sighed. "That was Verdana, if that's what you were wondering. Before she became like that however, her name was Calibri, and she was my wife," Gaster explained. He smiled. "I'm glad to see her again, as I never thought I would."

Asgore frowned, then smiled. "I see. Well, it's good that you'll be able to see her again." He glanced around and noticed the previously grey monsters. "And who are those monsters? I don't think I've ever seen them around."

Gaster rubbed his head. "Er… well… they shared my fate, as it would seem. One of my latest trips underground led me to discover them. As a result, I had to help in any way I could." He frowned. "And I saved everyone, although I should have left one down there."

"welp, least she should know not to mess with ya now," Sans stated. He chuckled. "maaaan... wish i could've seen the beat-down."

Asgore looked alarm. "Beat-down? But why would you do something like that? And who is this monster."

Gaster shook his head. "It doesn't matter. If she shows up here, I will not hesitate to take her life." His eyes flashed with a white color.

"And I'll help," Chara singsonged. She spun a transparent magic knife in the air. Chara and the others stared at the magic knife. "Oh. If I'm not in danger, it's like it's not there. Cool."

Toriel tried to grasp the knife from the air, but her hands phased through it. She sighed and sat back down. "People need to stop giving you weapons."

Chara scoffed. "I'm not gonna do anything. I mean, what would my motive be?"

"Four skeletons living in the house," Frisk offered. Toriel nodded.

"No. I do believe she is telling the truth," Gaster insisted. He smiled at the child. "Since our encounter, she's begun to mellow out." He ruffled Chara's hair affectionately. "I see a child instead of a threat."

"That knife still troubles me," Toriel stated as matter-of-factly as she could.

Chara rubbed the back of her neck. "Sorry Mom."

Asgore frowned. "When were you ever in danger Chara?"

Chara chuckled. "That's a little bit complicated. And we all decided that we want as few people to know about complicated things like that as possible."

Frisk nodded.

Asgore narrowed his eyes. "And who all knows about this?"

Frisk frowned and began to count on her fingers. "Let's see… there's me, Chara, Asriel, Sans, Papyrus, Dr. Gaster, maybe Mom."

"And then there's Gri, Gennadius, Gilda, Donna Kid," Chara listed.

"There's also Calibri and the different versions of ourselves who entered this universe, like Error and Fresh." Gaster frowned. "Does Fresh even count as a Sans?"

Sans shuddered at the memory of Fresh. "so uh… the author lady probably knows."

Chara crossed her arms and huffed in annoyance. "Probably. Those people who talk to us do as well."

"So, just about everyone knows of this, aside from myself, Undyne, Alphys, Metatton, and Napstablook?"

Sans chuckled. "yup. we uh… don't feel like it's a necessary topic for everyone. heck, i don't even want papyrus to know, but uh…" Sans shrugged. "can't do anything 'bout it now."

"But dear brother! Now I can make sure you are safe! I know why you are the way you are!" Papyrus grinned. "I understand that you wish to protect me, but we, as brothers, need to protect each other!"

Gaster shushed Papyrus. "Remember, tone it down."

Papyrus covered his mouth sheepishly and gave a thumbs up. "Sorry."

Gaster sighed. "But the reason we do not wish to tell, is to protect everyone, as the information we have could be psychologically damaging."

"least to us," Sans stated. He stuffed his hands in his pockets. "frisk and chara don't really have things to worry about." Sans walked over to the kitchen and looked through the refrigerator. "welp, it's around dinner time, so i'm sure you guys are getting a little hungry." He pulled out cream, two pre-made pie crusts, a gallon of milk, a bag of spinach, and four eggs.

"Sans, are you making something," Toriel questioned.

Sans grinned and pulled out a bag of shredded cheddar cheese. "you cheddar believe it." Toriel and Sans chortled at the pun. He set the cheese on the counter and began to search the fridge again.

Papyrus' eye socket twitched in annoyance. "Why?"

Sans poked his head from behind the refrigerator door. "aw, come on bro. that one was good."

"None of them are good," Papyrus argued.

"welp, guess i'll have to think up a…," Sans started. He pulled out a tub of spread butter and grinned. "butter pun."

Papyrus had a small smile on his face, but he was desperately trying to hold it back. "SANS!"

Gaster sighed and grabbed a bottle of headache medicine. "Papyrus, need I remind you again that someone is trying to sleep?"

Papyrus frantically pointed at Sans. "He keeps making those stupid jokes of his!"

"Sans, stop antagonizing your brother," Gaster scolded. "Save them for another time."

Sans sighed. "fine, fine. i'm not givin up though. papyrus'll learn to clove my jokes at some point," Sans joked. He pulled out a couple of cloves of garlic and set them on the counter.

Papyrus groaned into a pillow to keep from screaming.

Frisk walked up to the counter and poked her head above it. "What'cha making?"

"i'm making a spinach and cheese quiche," Sans explained. "it's sorta like a pie, but without the sugary stuff. figured we could use something a little different."

"Spaghetti is different," Papyrus pointed out.

Sans chuckled. "yeah, but we have that a lot too." He closed the refrigerator door and started going through the cabinets. He pulled salt and pepper out and placed it on the counter. He grabbed oregano, onion powder, and basil and placed them on the counter. He cracked his knuckles and stretched. "welp, time to get started."

And done! So, next time Sans will be baking a quiche! Hooray!

To a guest by the name of Teh Esprite, I would do more romance things, but it's more of a slice of life, where I can have a little fun with angst stuff. Also... this is my first time writing romance things. I gots no experience with infatuations. So writing things like that are a little out of my comfort zone.

Maybe I'll ask someone more experienced, but I don't know a lot.

Anyway, hope you liked this chapter! Bye guys!