Summary: In your defense, the scary movies you used to watch made it seem like possession was much easier.

Disclaimer: Undertale belongs to Toby Fox

You and Frisk stood outside of the room where they had fought Dad before getting wrapped up in Flowey's scheme. Frisk had lost a little bit of their confidence, but you knew why.

"You don't want to have to fight Dad again, huh?" you asked, quietly.

Frisk nodded. "Right…the whole point was so that no one would have to die."

With a deep breath and a nervous smile, you and Frisk walked up to the barrier where Dad was.

"Child…it was nice to have met you." Dad said, and Frisk braced themselves. But suddenly, a fireball whooshed through the room, pushing Dad back and causing both of you to jump.

"Wha…?" Frisk asked, but then a look of joy spread across their face. You couldn't help but smile too as you saw Mom running through the door way.

"Miserable creature," she spat, "attacking a harmless child like that."

Your smile fell. Regardless of what had occurred since you died, hearing Mom insult Dad like that was still upsetting.

Frisk ran up to Toriel and hugged her. "Worry not, my child, there is no need to fight."

"Tori!" Dad exclaimed.

"Don't, 'Tori,' me, Dreemurr!" Mom growled. "Sitting here and waiting for kids to fall down. "

Frisk backed off a bit, having never seen Toriel in, "Angry," Mode. You remember it being scary too.

"I've never seen her be like this to Dad," you whispered to Frisk, and they nodded discretely back to you.

"If you wanted to free the monsters," Mom continued, "you could have taken the first human soul and gone to the surface yourself to get six more. You are a coward."

"Not that easy..." You objected haughtily, knowing they couldn't hear you. Frisk stifled a giggle.

Dad was on the verge of tears, "Yes, I suppose you're right. Still…can we be friends again?"

"No!" Mom snapped.

Before this could go on, thankfully, a gaggle of monsters burst into the room. Papyrus, Undyne, Alphys and Mettaton all fell through the doorway, shouting at the same time, causing Frisk's jaw to drop. You chuckled a bit.

"HOLD ON THERE, FRIENDS, THERE IS NO NEED TO DO A VIOLENCE ON EACH OTHER!"

"Nobody kill anybody or I'll kill you!"

"P-P-Please wait!"

"Cut the action, darlings!"

Mom and Dad forgot their argument and exchanged dumbfounded glances. "One at a time, please!" Dad said when the four picked themselves up. Papyrus took it upon himself to go first and ran up to Frisk.

"PLEASE, DO NOT ENGAGE THE KING IN PHYSICAL COMBAT!" Papyrus pleased, hugging Frisk tightly causing them to erupt into laughter. Then he did a double take at Mom and Dad, and asked Frisk, "HUMAN, DID KING ASGORE SHAVE…AND THEN CLONE HIMSELF?"

You laughed with Frisk at that one, and Undyne and Alphys ran up to Asgore instead. "Well hello you two, what are you doing here?" He asked.

"W-well sir, you s-see we came by because we didn't want either you or Frisk to h-hurt each other."

"hey, am i missing a party?" Came a voice walking through the door, and you turned to see Sans. He ignored your gaze and joined his brother.

"LATE AS USUAL BROTHER! YOU'VE MISSED THE ENTIRE CLONING PROCESS OF OUR KING!"

"Wait, I know that voice!" Toriel exclaimed, rushing over to Sans, and they introduced each other as the bad-joke-loving voices from beyond the door.

The room quickly became a disaster of monsters talking over each other trying to figure out what was happening and convincing everyone who would listen not to fight Frisk.

You and Frisk exchanged baffled looks. "Well," you observed, "this is still better than what happened last time."

"METTATON, DID YOU TRY MY SPAGHETTI?"

Frisk nodded to you as Mettaton explained that Papyrus never sent in his spaghetti. "Yeah, I'll give you that one."

"Wait a second!" Undyne half-shouted, and everyone turned to her. "Papyrus, how did you know to call us all here?"

"OH, WELL…" Papyrus looked quite pleased with himself, "LET'S JUST SAY A LITTLE FLOWER TOLD ME."

"WHAT?!" Shouted Alphys, in fear.

Vines erupted through the room , wrapping up all the monsters in the room. Flowey popped up from the ground, and gave Frisk the smuggest of all cocky grins.

"Well hey there you BIG IDIOT!" Flowey cackled. "It's me! Your best friend Flowey!"

"Oh, this is bad." You said, in Frisk's ear. They tensed up, but didn't respond to you.

"So not only did I have time to steal all those squishy human souls," Flowey crowed proudly, "but now I can kill YOU in front of all these people who just LOVE YOU SO MUCH!"

A ring of bullets surrounded Frisk, and the two of you reached for each other's hands, though it didn't work. But as the ring closed in on you both, Mom and Dad used their fire magic together to dispel the attack.

"Buh?!" Flowey exclaimed, angrily.

"Do not worry my child!" Mom yelled, despite her restraints, "We will not let any harm befall you!"

She was right. More bullets approached you both from the right, but they were intercepted by magical bones.

"HUMAN! I BELIEVE IN YOU TO DEFEAT THE TREACHEROUS FLOWER IN MY, THE GREAT PAPYRUS' PLACE! I WILL ALWAYS BE HERE FOR YOU!"

"yeah, im pulling for you too, kid. you haven't beaten this thing already?"

Bullets came from the left, and they were instead blocked by magical spears and electric barriers.

"Come on punk, show this little puke what you're made of!"

"Y-you can do it!"Alphys added.

Before Frisk could respond, more monsters, from all over the Underground, rushed into the room and stood in front of Frisk to guard them from Flowey; Monster Kid, the Royal Guards, Snowdrake, Woshua…all of them encouraging Frisk or yelling at Flowey.

And then the sound of vines splitting the ground and grabbing them echoed in the chamber. They were all pulled aside, and Flowey stared Frisk in the eye, emotionlessly.

"Wow, looks like the whole underground came here to help you, huh?" Flowey asked. Frisk hesitantly nodded.

"It's…it's so touching." Flowey said, almost sounding like he was going to choke up, "everyone came because they love you, don't they?"

Frisk didn't say anything, but gritted their teeth.

"I guess you know what that means, huh?" Flowey asked innocently, before bearing his fangs, "That you're all JUST A BUNCH OF STUPID IDIOTS! YOUR SOULS ARE MINE!"

A blinding white light filled the room. Knowing what happened last time, you threw your arms around Frisk and held tightly, hoping you wouldn't get separated from them again.

When the room came back into view, you could still feel you were in a battle, and you were still holding onto Frisk.

"Are you okay?" You whispered, worried.

Frisk nodded, "Are you?"

You were going to respond back, but you looked up and choked. "N-no."

You had to be seeing things. He was dead. He was dead.

But no, he turned around, and spoke to you – both of you, perhaps, you couldn't tell if he saw you with Frisk or not, "Howdy Chara! It's me, your best friend!"

Then, your friend morphed himself in another flash, reverting to the body the two of you had briefly shared. The one you had used to attack the village. The one you had pushed him into, the one that you hoped would set everyone free. The body with the power to kill your Father and that village you hated so much.

The second body you died in, cementing your mistakes, and taking down someone you loved dearly with you.

"Chara?" Frisk asked you quietly.

"…Asriel Dreemurr." You said, quietly. Frisk's jaw dropped and looked back at your friend.

"Are you surprised, Chara?" Asriel laughed, his gentle voice not at all how you remembered it. "I won't pretend I wasn't upset that you never recognized me."

He brandished a pair of glowing swords.

"He's preparing his Chaos Sabers, look out!" You warned Frisk. You remembered playing supervillains as kids. His attacks always had the silliest names.

Frisk ducked under one blade and leapt over another.

"But to be fair, I did look pretty different, didn't I?" Asriel snarled, materialized a large laser that rested over his shoulders.

Frisk dashed away from the laser blast at your urging.

"You missed those plaques in the lab, even after I went through all that trouble to send you there."

You locked up as Frisk continued to hold on. They were struck by a few attacks, but refused to go down; they were as baffled as you were.

"Alphys need something to inject determination into, Chara! Something that wasn't human or monster!"

Frisk danced around the room as lighting rained down upon them. You were in too much shock to help them. At one point they were struck and fell, and you almost could feel the RESET coming, but Frisk coughed and stood up.

"I refuse!" They breathed to Asriel, determination ringing in their voice.

Asriel ignored them. "What do you think it was, Chara!? Didn't you notice all those flowers from Dad's garden in her lab?! ALL THE FLOWERS OUR DUST SCATTERED ACROSS?!"

Asriel had been Flowey all along…is this what your plan had done to him? Leaving a broken, murderous shell of what your brother had once been? All the guilt you had for getting someone so innocent killed…but this is much worse.

Frisk dodged the Chaos Sabers once again.

"Now I'M the one in charge, Chara!" Asriel laughed, the laugh sounding closer to Flowey's laugh than the one you remembered from the tickle fights you used to have. "With these souls all wriggling inside me, I can feel again. And I can do all that RESETting business you thought I knew nothing about back when you were alive."

Frisk was blasted in the chest, and fell once again, but they let out a loud grunt, and climbed back to their feet. "NO!"

Asriel kept going, despite Frisk's defiance. "I'm going to send you all the way back to the beginning, and make you do it allllllllll over again! You won't even remember!" He attacked more fiercely at Frisk, his façade of the calm, cool, and collected villain faltering, "I'll kill you over and over again, and then when I'm bored, I'll make you go through the Underground again. And just when you think you can save everyone in the Underground, just when you think you'll get that HAPPY ENDING you so desperately crave, I'll rip it all away so you can be stuck here forever!"

"He's…he's preparing Hyper Goner." You told Frisk, numbly. Even as Frisk had been struck, you didn't feel it. You were in too much shock. You did this.

Asriel morphed into a giant skull, just like in his old drawings, and began sucking everything around him in. Being incorporeal, you weren't affected – but Frisk was. You could see them struggling, and they locked eyes with you. You became very aware that they had not asked you for help this whole time, knowing how hard this was on you. Frisk had taken the burden of this battle, of refusing to die, alone. Your emotions flooded back to you, and a thought struck you – When was the last time Frisk had SAVED? It was back in the lab. The SAVE points had all vanished in New Home. Has Asriel erased them all? What would happen if…?

You reached out and grabbed both of Frisk's hands, holding tightly.

"D-don't…" Frisk stammered.

You weren't sure what the rest of sentence was going to be, but you shook your head. "I've got you, Frisk."

Finally, the skull seemed to implode on itself, destroying everything it had taken in. Asriel seemed genuinely surprised to see Frisk there still.

"Still hanging in there, Chara?" He laughed, "Well, maybe I should stop playing around. After all, this is only a fraction of the power I have with all these wiggly souls inside me."

You realized he was right, and your face flushed again. That was the form used with one monster and one human soul. With six human souls and who knows how many monsters souls, what could…?

You didn't have to wait long to find out. There was another flash of light, and Asriel was different again. You gasped in horror and went into a state of shock again. He was a giant, winged abomination of a creature, different from anything you could have ever imagined. He immediately blasted Frisk with a ray of light, knocking your friend to the ground. But you were there, and you caught them. "Hold on, Frisk."

Frisk looked at you and smirked, weakly. "I'm not giving up."

How they were still going amazed you, but Asriel held them in place. Frisk struggled, and it all seemed hopeless.

But you could hear something. It seemed familiar. It seemed to be coming from Asriel's midsection. But what?

Then you remembered. It was the faint cries you had heard from the six human souls back when Flowey – err, Asriel – had taken them before. They were calling, but not just calling out helplessly like last time. They were calling to you. You had come to their rescue last time, and now they were returning the favor.

"Reach out to your friends."

"Save them!"

"He can't stay like this if you save them."

You closed your eyes and listened carefully. Beyond the human souls, you could hear the faintest whispers from the monster souls within. How you could hear them, you weren't sure. Probably something to do with being dead. You could hear whispers of spaghetti and bad puns, anime and spears. You could hear Mom mumbling butterscotch pie recipes, and Dad's gardening tips. You could hear the lost souls of all the monsters you and Frisk had come to care about.

"Frisk," you said, catching your friend's attention as they desperately looked for some way to resist your brother's attack.

"Yeah?"

"Maybe we can't SAVE anymore," you started, "but I think you can SAVE something else."

Frisk looked at you, confused, and you nodded to Asriel. "Listen."

You merged yourself to Frisk. It was different from when you took control in some battles – you were working together now, like you had that one time you dodged Papyrus' giant bone attack. Frisk, could hear them now too.

In their head, they asked of you, "Chara…help me reach out to them."

"Of course, Frisk," You responded with a warm smile.

You both reached out with Frisk's soul, into Asriel's. The found Alphys' soul first, and you were both shocked to see her, floating with her face blurred out into dust.

"I'm worthless," it droned.

"N-No!" Frisk declared, "No you aren't! Only you can help me with this really hard puzzle."

Her shoulders went back slightly. "She seems to feel a bit better," you advised Frisk, "keep going!"

"And then we could watch that anime I promised you later!" Frisk insisted, "We all can! You, me, Papyrus and Undyne!"

Alphys face reformed, and she smiled. "Y-yeah! You're right! I have friends! I'm not too bad after all! Keep fighting, Frisk!"

Not needing reminding, you and Frisk searched further until you found Undyne floating around within Asriel's soul.

"All humans must die," she droned.

Frisk shook their head and gave Undyne a big smile, just like she always would give.

You saw the stance the Captain of the Guard had relax slightly. "She's remembering!" You encouraged, "you got this!"

Frisk gave Undyne another fake hit, just like on their date, and shouted, "Come on punk, snap out of it! I need you to teach me how to cook some more stuff! YOU NEED TO SHOW ME HOW TO PROPERLY DESTROY A TOMATO, UNDYNE!"

Undyne's face snapped back to normal, and she picked up Frisk and squeezed. "Right! Some humans are okay, and you're the best of all! Give 'em hell, squirt!"

From outside, you could hear Asriel screaming in rage and confusion. "That's our cue, cutie-pie!" Frisk yelled to you, leaving Undyne looking confused and you blushing a bit, "Let's go!"

You both searched deeper into this void of souls, and you came upon Sans and Papyrus, together as always.

"what's the point?"

"I WILL NEVER GET INTO THE ROYAL GUARD, UNLESS YOU ARE DESTROYED!"

Frisk thought for a moment, unsure of what to do. "Guys, wait. What do skeletons use to make phone calls?"

You gave Frisk a confused look, but they ignored you and answered their question, "A Tele-Bone!"

Sans seemed amused, and Papyrus groaned

"A-and if they let you into the Royal Guard too soon, you'd win the cutest guard competition on your first week, and that's just not fair," Frisk flirted, causing Papyrus to swell up with pride. Sans seemed pleased too.

"You're doing it!" You encouraged.

"Now, let's get out of here and have some of that spaghetti!" Frisk cheered.

The skeleton brothers reverted back to normal, both looking cheerful.

"RIGHT, I COULD NEVER HURT MY GREAT FRIEND!"

"thanks kid, we're rootin' for ya."

"You're doing great, Frisk, let's go!" You cheered, and the two of you went to the very center of the void.

You weren't surprised to find that's where Asriel put Mom and Dad. Perhaps he wasn't completely lost, putting them at the center of all the souls.

"Go back upstairs!" Mom's lost soul shouted.

"It will all be over soon…" Dad said, ominously.

This time Frisk was quiet. They reached in their pockets and pulled out a piece of the butterscotch pie Mom had given them a few days ago. Breaking it in half, Frisk gave a piece to both of them.

Instantly, Mom and Dad came back to their senses. They looked at the pie in their hands and smiled warmly to Frisk.

"You are truly the hopes of all monsters." Dad said, proudly. You didn't feel jealous this time; he was right after all.

"I'll always be here for you, child." Mom smiled.

You were both from Asriel's soul void, staring down your brother once more. This time, it was different. He seemed upset, lashing out at Frisk irrationally and full of fear. "W-why?!" Your brother was shrieking through a crackling voice now, sending nonsensical attacks at your partner.

Frisk ducked.

"Why won't you let me win, Chara!?" Asriel cried.

Frisk jumped out of the way.

"I don't want to erase everything anymore…I just don't want you to leave!"

Your heart broke as Frisk dodged again. At the end of the day...Asriel was still just a lonely kid who wanted his best friend back.

"Because you'll leave that barrier, and you'll never play with me again!"

"Frisk," you choked, holding back tears, "Save him."

Frisk looked at you, and gave a firm nod. "Of course."

"ASRIEL!" Frisk screamed, reaching out a hand.

"Wh-what?" He cried.

"Chara wouldn't want this." Frisk insisted.

"Stop it." Asriel growled back.

"Chara loves you. Your family loves you. Let's stop," Frisk replied.

"No! STOP TRYING TO TRICK ME, CHARA!" Asriel screamed, and began charging something. "AND JUST DIE ALREADY!"

Asriel unleashed a massive laser that took up the entire room. Without thinking you threw yourself in front of Frisk, locking your fingers in theirs so that your body was completely blocking theirs.

The beam burned your body, and you could tell that even being in the way, Frisk was still getting hit. As you screamed in pain, Frisk buried their head in your chest, squeezing your fingers and bearing the pain silently. "Chara!" They cried, so only you could hear.

Through the pain you managed to put your forehead against theirs. You could feel yourself slipping away from them. "F-Frisk," You squeezed their fingers while you still could, "Thank you. Thank you for everything."

"Chara…" Frisk whispered to you. "No. I don't want to do this without you."

"It's up to you now, okay?" You insisted. You were fading, and you weren't sure why, but you didn't have a good feeling about it. You pushed your lips into Frisk's once more, and then you were gone. "Be good. Be you."

"CHARA!" Frisk called for you as they were struck with the laser, but you were already taken into the darkness.

Your eyes fluttered open, and you were in the last place you expected; your flower-patch grave.

You weren't alone either. Asriel was there. Back in his normal form. What had happened? Was this the afterlife? Were you both dead now?

"Azzy?" You called out. He couldn't hear you though. "Azzy, come on!"

He just picked a flower and played with it in his hands. He looked like he was going to cry.

"Won't be long now, and I'll look like this again." He sighed.

You bit your lip. He'd go back to being Flowey. And it was still your fault.

"It was nice while it lasted though," he sighed, "and guess what, Chara? I did it. I finished what we started. I used all the souls, and I broke the barrier."

You laughed, and then you cried. He did it. He and Frisk did it. Frisk had gotten it done after all. Tears poured down your face and you were practically in hysterics. And you missed it!

"Did you feel like I did when I was a flower, Chara? Did you feel empty inside?" Asriel asked the patch of flowers he didn't realize you were sitting on. You pondered the question. When you were alive, you had made yourself empty for a long time. But there was still happiness with your new family, and lots of lingering hatred and anger for your old village. Perhaps if you had more inside, you'd have been too preoccupied to obsess over revenge.

"They'll be on the surface soon, if they aren't already," he sighed, "Then it will just be me and you."

Just you and your brother, stuck as a ghost and a flower, unable to interact. Perhaps it was a fitting punishment for you, but Asriel didn't deserve this. You felt the tears coming again, but there was a voice behind your brother, startling you both.

It was Frisk, clearing their throat.

You stood up, not hiding the joy on your face to see them again. They shot you small grin before turning to Asriel, "Hey. I had a feeling I'd find you here."

Asriel gave a small laugh. "Well, someone has to stay and tend to these flowers."

Frisk gave a nervous laugh back. "Right…well…I wanted to thank you for destroying the barrier."

Asriel smiled. You were glad to see it; this was the Asriel you remembered. Not…not what you had just fought. "It's the least I could do Frisk. Now no one has to be stuck down here. But…now that you're here, there's something I want you to know."

Frisk took a seat next to Asriel, silently, but looked up at you briefly.

"When Chara and I merged, we had shared control of our body," Asriel explained, "and when we got to the village, Chara wanted me to attack the villagers. But…I got scared, and I stopped him. We got attacked, and then when we got back, we both… well, we died. That's why I got that morphed, 'kill or be killed,' mentality in my head. I guess I blamed myself for us dying. Not that that's an excuse. I mean, let's be honest, I did some messed up things as a flower."

Frisk laughed. "It's okay. No hard feelings."

"Speaking of being stuck down here, why did you come here Frisk? Surely you've heard the legends." Asriel asked.

Frisk looked at their feet. You knew why, but with what Frisk had gone through, there was no way they were telling that story again.

Asriely took the hint and continued, "Well, Chara never told me exactly what it was, but it wasn't for a happy reason. Chara hated humanity. They never really got over it. I guess…I guess other than having similar fashion senses, you guys aren't that similar."

Frisk patted Asriel on the shoulder. Asriel gave a bitter laugh. "If I'm being honest; Chara was not a very good person."

The words stung, and tears fell down your face, gently. But, you knew it hurt because they were right. Despite that you loved your adoptive family, holding onto all that hate made you push your brother into a plan that got you both killed, broke up your family, and caused despair on the underground. You had thought you were above consequences, but since when were you the one in control?

Frisk spoke up though. "Well, I think sometimes people try to do what they think is the right thing, but because of things that happened to them before, they don't know how to go about doing it. So they use the wrong means to get there. But…that's just me."

You smiled at Frisk, and they met you with a reassuring gaze.

Asriel shrugged. "Maybe. But…soon I'm going to go back to being Flowey. So…I guess I want to say I'm sorry in advance. And please don't consider that to be the real me."

Frisk shook their head with vigor, "Of course not, Asriel. We're friends. Do you want me to stay here for it?"

"No." Asriel said, with determination of his own, "no, I don't want anyone to see that happen to me. Strange as it sounds, I'd rather be alone for that. Don't tell Mom or Dad about me being here, okay?"

Frisk hesitated but nodded. "If you're sure….goodbye Asriel. I won't forget you."

Asriel stood up and the two hugged. The sight warmed your heart. "Well hey Frisk," he said, laughing genuinely this time, "don't kill, and don't get killed."

Frisk giggled back. "You too, fuzz face."

Frisk looked back to you once more before walking away.

The strangest thing happened as they left; you were certain that you were sent back here because you were now destined to be with Asriel, but you could feel the haziness coming over you again. You were being sucked back to Frisk.

"Wait!" You yelled out, "Asriel!"

Asriel looked around, surprised. He couldn't see you, but it seemed like he heard you. "Chara?!"

"I'm sorry for what I did, Asriel!" You shouted, "I never wanted you to get hurt!"

Asriel looked scared, but smiled. "You mean it?"

You were beginning to fade, so you raised your voice, "I NEVER FORGAVE MYSELF FOR WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU! I'M PROUD OF YOU FOR BREAKING THE BARRIER. YOU'LL ALWAYS BE MY BEST FRIEND."

Asriel laughed and began to cry, only slightly. "Thanks Chara. You'll always be my beset friend too, no matter what."

"Goodbye Asriel," you choked out, "I love you."

Before you faded, you heard him say, "I love you too, Chara."

You blinked a few times, and through your teary eyes, you saw Frisk's confused face, staring at you in surprise outside of Home.

"Chara?" They asked, "I thought you were stuck there again?"

You couldn't answer before collapsing into Frisk's arms and sobbing. You weren't sure how these rules of when and how you could become corporeal for Frisk worked, but you were all too thankful to feel Frisk's hands rub against your back as they whispered, "sshhhh, it's okay," in your ear.

After you managed to calm down, Frisk pulled away. "Wipe the tears away, and let me see those beautiful red eyes."

You snorted a laugh, amazed that after everything that had happened today, Frisk still found time to flirt with you. You did as they asked.

"That's better," Frisk cooed, "so what happened?"

You shook your head and said, "I don't know. You left and I could feel myself getting pulled away. I apologized to Asriel – and he heard me – and now I'm here."

Frisk was just as confused as you were, "I thought you appearing there just meant you had to be stuck there again. Do you want me to go back so you can see him?"

You paused. "I…I don't know. No. He wanted to be alone. For once, maybe we should respect his wishes…but…"

"But what, Chara?"

"Can we come back for him, later?" You pleaded, "After we get you to the surface, can we come back and get him? Even if he's a flower? I don't want to leave my brother down here alone."

Frisk smiled and nodded. "Of course we can. Now come on. Everyone's waiting."

The two of you walked out of Home and into Snowdin. "How did you know he'd be there?" You asked.

"I didn't," Frisk answered, "to be honest, I thought he was dead. When you left the fight, he turned back to normal, and asked me to forgive him. Then he released all the souls, which broke the barrier. I woke up, and everyone was so happy! But before we headed up the surface, they let me take a walk."

"Oh," you replied, "then what made you come all the way back here?"

Frisk gave one of their rare blushes, "Come on Chara, don't be dense. I was looking for you! The way you left me like that, I was worried sick! I thought you were gone forever."

You turned a deep crimson. "I was under the impression I WOULD be gone forever."

"None of that!" Frisk beamed, "I promised to help you, and I will."

You sighed. "I'm not sure I deserve that Frisk. Asriel was right about me. I'm not a good person. All these problems…they've been my fault."

Frisk squeezed your hand, filling you with warmth. "That was then. And in these last few days? You've undone it. You've gone what you set out to do, and this time, no one had to get hurt. You freed everyone. You and Asriel."

You raised an eyebrow at Frisk. "Frisk, you did that."

Frisk pecked you on the cheek, making you go red again. "Don't be modest. I would have never done all of this without you. We're a team. Partners. You've been there every step of the way. Maybe that's why you're a ghost and you've been bound to me? So you can set right what once went wrong. Maybe you don't think it, but I think you've gone and redeemed yourself."

You smiled and sniffled a bit at them. "You always know what to say, Frisk."

Frisk giggled. By now, the two of you had reached the ferry-monster, and had taken the ride to Hotlands.

"Are you excited?" You asked Frisk, as the two of you made your way to the castle.

Frisk smiled nervously back, "More nervous than anything. I never told you why I'm so determined to get back to the surface."

"Why's that?" You asked.

"Well, I want to find James and Janet. Tell them I can make it on my own, and that they can get back together," Frisk explained, "I feel like I ruined their marriage. I kind of figured me living after jumping was kind of a sign that I should fix it. But…I guess that sounds kind of silly."

You nodded. "Frisk, you don't need to apologize to them. They neglected you!"

Frisk laughed. "I know…that's why once I started to get to know all of you, I became determined to help all of the monsters instead. I had make sure they got free."

"That's been your plan ever since you asked me if we could free everyone, isn't it?" You asked, slyly.

Frisk grinned. "Guilty."

"I'll say it again Frisk. You're amazing."

Frisk blushed. "Thanks, babe."

Finally, the two of you let go of your hands as Frisk met up with the monsters. After all, holding hands with the air would look silly.

You were excited as the group stepped out into the sunset over looking Mt. Ebott. You never thought you'd get to see the look of the sunset warming Mom and Dad's faces. The sight made you feel amazing.

"OH MY GOD SANS, WHAT IS THAT?!"

"that's the sun, pap."

"Oh my, child," Toriel sighed, "what a beautiful sight."

"Indeed," Asgore agreed, "we can not thank you enough for making this all possible."

Frisk had been appointed ambassador of monsters; they were perfect for the task. Before long, everyone was ready to go down the mountain. Mom turned to Frisk though, and asked, "my child, do you have anywhere to go? If not, you're more than welcome to come with me."

Frisk paused, and you looked over to them. You were surprised; they were looking to you for permission. "Frisk," you assured, "of course it's okay."

Frisk looked at Toriel and beamed. "I'd love to stay with you!"

Mom laughed. "Oh, you silly child. If you wanted to stay with me this whole thing could have been avoided. Still, this all turned out for the best."

Everyone laughed as they made their way down the mountain. Frisk took Toriel's hand, and you walked on the other side of them, the two of you letting your hands brush against each others.

It wasn't perfect, but for now, everything was great.

Papyrus spoke up, to your surprise, "FRISK, I DO HAVE A QUESTION FOR YOU, IF YOU HAVE A MOMENT."

Everyone turned and looked at Papyrus in surprise. "Yes?" Frisk replied.

Papyrus looked around. "WELL, AT FIRST I WAS THINKING MAYBE THEY WERE JUST SHY, BUT NOW I'VE SEEN YOU IN THESE BIG GROUPS, AND NO ONE EVER ACKNOWLEDGES THEM."

Sans looked like he had just seen a ghost. "paps, no, why didn't you tell me you could…?"

What were they talking about?

"What do you mean?" Frisk asked.

Now you understood what Sans was doing, because you took a shocked face too; Papyrus pointed right at you and asked, "WELL, HOW COME NO ONE EVER POINTS OUT YOUR LITTLE FRIEND THERE? THE OTHER HUMAN YOU'VE BEEN WITH THIS WHOLE TIME? YES, THAT ONE THERE IN THE GREEN AND YELLOW SHIRT, ARE THEY JUST SHY?"

Oh, this day just keeps on delivering.