Author's note: Monitale is back, baby! Time to continue with the story, this time with Frisk's point of view, which will periodically interject to tell it's own story.

Glancing around, the small child blinked their red eyes rapidly, desperately trying to clear the spots dancing in their eyes. They were in a small brown colored room, in the center there were two desks sitting in a way to allow the occupants to look just at each other, to either side of these desks were two windows, one partially covered with red curtains.

The small child stood up, and fixed their blue and purple stripped shirt, as it had ruffled when they...they actually didn't know quite what happened, one minute they were...doing something horrible, the next they were resetting, and then?

Then they woke up, not in the Underground, but here, this empty room. Was this their punishment for killing? To be trapped here forever? Walking over to one of the windows and peering into the endless black and white void, Frisk could only guess that this was their personal Hell.

It wasn't like they didn't deserve it, they had revoked the happy ending they had given their friends, the Monsters, all to go back and kill them. It was only due to Undyne that they stopped. So perhaps they were in the right place.

They noticed a door in the far corner of the room, and moved toward it, fully prepared to experience what was beyond this room. Opening the door, all they saw was a darkened void, perhaps this was the same void the previous Royal Scientist, Doctor ︎ ︎⬧︎⧫︎ ︎❒︎ had apparently fallen into, or so Sans had said. If so, then their power could still work, they could still, maybe, make amends for what they've done.

You see, Frisk has a special ability-one tied to their SOUL-the power to Reset the world. Usually they can't fully Reset, which they refer to as a 'True Reset', without completing their main mission. But a standard Reset should be enough to get them out of here...Hopefully

Reaching deep within themselves, Frisk felt their power, their DETERMINATION, building within themselves. Red energy surrounded them as they forced their SOUL to appear just above their chest.

Frisk felt themselves began to fall as they slowly began to disassemble into nothing...

Or that was what was supposed to happen, instead Frisk hit the hard wooden floor. Blinking several times confusedly, Frisk sat up and looked around. They should have been able to Reset, but for some reason they were still here...Maybe this really was an inescapable Prison? A place they were meant to be forever...it's not like they could be too sad about it, they had killed so many before Resetting.

Suddenly, just as they were starting to accept their fate, they saw something just out of the corner of their eye. A small white box, simple and square, it appeared to be like a menu box for a video game..

Crawling over towards it, Frisk looked inside and found a ton of what appeared to be corrupted code, along with some words that looked nearly familiar. "World Corrupted." The top said, below it was. "Would you like to Reboot? Yes / No?" Tapping the 'Yes' choice, Frisk found themselves finally being disassembled, like they should, and they felt the world Reset...

Later

Frisk found themselves snapping awake, not in the Underground (which was still a problem for them) but rather in a rather comfortable bed with dark sheets and a thick dark blanket.

Frisk sat up, before swinging their legs off the bed and standing, they were in their original clothing, but something was off about it.. Looking down at themself, Frisk noticed the first problem, they towered over the bed, which was strange because even the child-sized bed that Toriel gave them was still quite a bit taller than them. So either they were sleeping in the bed of a dwarf, or they had grown.

And..considering that they, or perhaps She was the more appropriate pronoun now they supposed, were feeling a bit top heavy, Frisk had to assume the latter. But that raised a different question, how? It seems unlikely that they would have had a sudden and dramatic increase in age, then again a lot of weird things were happening now.

For one thing they weren't in any room that they'd ever seen, and certainly not a room that they would have, too dark and depressing in terms of colors. So she couldn't be in either house Toriel owned, and the Orphanage She belonged to didn't have the want nor care to buy a bedspread that nice.

So, something was clearly wrong. Maybe something in this room could explain what was happening. Frisk walked over toward the closet, it seemed like a reasonable place to start. Pulling it open she found several outfits befitting a teenage girl, Seventeen or so. The outfits were mainly beige in color with an orange undershirt, red bow-like tie and white collar being the only things that had any kind of color to it. Oh and there were several blue skirts as well, along with long pairs of stockings, and a pair of white shoes.

Yep, looked like something an Anime enthusiast would wear to cosplay as a traditional Japanese Highschool girl.

So where was She? Probably Japan. "Well that solved one problem." Frisk said, their voice reflecting her female appearance. Suddenly they gasped, shocked. "I can talk?" She asked herself..and also answered herself. "I CAN TALK!" They yelled, throwing their arms high in the air and pounding it with both fists. "But wait, what does this all mean?" They demanded, letting their arms fall and stamping their foot onto the ground hard.

She sighed, there had to be a finite reason for all this, maybe they could come across an answer if She looked around some more.

She poked around the room for a bit, but found little else of worth. There was an unfinished Poem on the desk in the far corner it read as follows:

"It couldn't have been me.

See, the direction the spackle protrudes.

A noisy neighbor? An angry boyfriend? I'll never know. I wasn't home.

I peer inside for a clue.

No! I can't see. I reel, blind, like a film left out in the sun.

But it's too late. My retinas.

Already scorched with a permanent copy of the meaningless image.

It's just a little hole. It wasn't too bright.

It was too deep."

There was more space to write, and an unfinished word, that Frisk could only assume was Stretching, told them that there was still more to hear from this poem, had it been finished.

Considering that there was nothing else in the room of note, Frisk walked toward a door that seemed to lead outwards and pulled it open and stepped into a long hallway. It was Narrow, and the room she had slept in was on the end, to her right. To the left were two more doors and a set of beautiful polished wooden stairs, a usually European idea. So was she in Japan or not? Maybe she had woken up in some Anime Nerd's room. She'd soon find out.

They walked forward and turned to the first door, which had a note written in beautiful cursive handwriting on it. "Mother and Father's room, I'm not allowed inside while they're away...wherever they went." Frisk could hardly read the cursive, but made out the sentence just the same. "I probably shouldn't go in there." She said. "If the person who lives here can't, than neither should I."

Moving further down the hallway, Frisk opened the other door and peered inside. It was a bathroom, with a distinctly Japanese toilet in there. That settled it. "This is clearly a Japanese home with a love of Western culture!" She declared, jamming a finger in the air. "Actually, it's a lot like the Underground in that respect, just swap them, a Western Civilization with a love of Eastern culture." Frisk thought, giving a small smile.

Well, with nothing else upstairs to see, Frisk turned and walked downstairs. Upon arriving downstairs, Frisk quickly took in the surroundings. Directly in front of the stairway was the main door, it had a wide arch and white finish, telling Frisk that whomever lived here was rich-few in Japan could afford such wide housing and fancy door finishings, especially one from America...She didn't know exactly why she knew that.

Anyway, to the left of the stairs and door was the living room, wherein morning sunlight filtered in from the window. There was a large Television and couch in there and little else. Moving past that area was the Kitchen and what appeared to be another Bathroom. Frisk, already having as good idea of what the bathroom entailed, walked into the Kitchen-and right into a wooden support pole.

Falling backward, Frisk rubbed her face. "Stupid, how did I not see that?" They demanded. Then they noticed a piece of Paper gliding down from the pole, apparently she'd knocked it over. Catching it and flipping it over she read part of a sentence before it suddenly glitched out, and the first word changed.

"M0^!k '$ Daily to-do list, a reminder for the one who has so much on her plate!" It said, for the briefest of seconds that was. The first word, again began to glitch out, cycling through numbers, symbols, and letters until coming across a set that pleased it. "Fr1$k's." It read for a second, before changing one more time. "Frisk's Daily to-do list, a reminder for the one who has so much on her plate!"

"What does this mean!?" They snapped, clutching the note-which she doesn't remember ever writing-tightly in their hands. "Maybe if I do what the note says, I'll understand more about what's going on, heck, it might even be a new adventure for me!" She said, trying to be optimistic about the whole thing.

They read through the note (which was also written in beautiful cursive), which was as follows:

"1. 6:00-7:30 Wake up, and get ready, make sure to remember full hair and makeup, (Especially the bow, it's important to make us stand out)

2. 7:31-8:00 Head off to school on school days, or do a small run if it's not a school day.

3. 8:00-3:30 School, or, if not a school day, day is yours, write poems, watch TV, etc.

4. 3:31-4:00 (School days only), piano practice, be there on the dot, you know how strict she can be..

5. 4:00-5:00 (School days only...for now) The Literature Club! Our favorite part of the day, try to get there on time, you know how Natsuki gets when your late..

6. 5:01-6:30 Go home and do homework/work on poems

7. 6:30-9:00 The night is yours, just make sure you remember dinner

8. 9:01-10:30 Get ready for bed and begin winding down, perhaps do some pre-sleep exercises.

(Note, all of these can be put on hold depending on the situation-EXCEPT The Literature Club, it must be attended at all costs!"

And like that the note ended.

"Please don't tell me I have to do all of this." Frisk groaned. Sure, some of these things would be easy, but learning Piano? They'd never touched a musical instrument in her life, the closest she ever got would be that time a certain robot forced them to try the Guitar.

But despite her upset tone, Frisk felt something bubbling up inside them, they felt Determination. She was Determined to complete this list. They were not quitters, and they weren't going to start quitting yet!

Frisk stood up, red energy surrounding them. "I'm going to beat this list!" She shouted, nearly barrelling out the door, only to pause and check the time on a clock that sat just to the left of it. It was only six fifteen...and they needed to get changed, Japanese high-schools had strict dress codes after all...

Author's Note: Sorry to cut it off so abruptly, but hey. Just think, this means that the next time we see Frisk I'll have time to see them go through Monika's entire day instead of..what I was going to do. Anyway, what do you think of this little side-story? I think that it'll have a nice effect of building the worlds a bit more, as we're going to see what I think the original plot of Doki Doki Literature Club would have been, had Best Girl not become Sentient. Now I know what your wondering: "Why did Frisk grow up and become a female?" Because, literally, the story wouldn't work without it. If Frisk didn't have alterations done to them to make them fit with a Japanese high-school then we'd have a whole ton of problems.

"B-but Monika didn't change!"

When has the actual age of the main character of Undertale actually mattered? What would really change if Frisk was a teen or a kid? Sans could still call them 'kid'. Toriel could still try to adopt them. Literally nothing changes. If Frisk stayed a child, then things would have had to change. Now for reviews.

Remnant7: Wow. Never played undertake but I have played doki doki and love this thing to DEATH! So, friendliness pellets for EVERYONE. Any who, great chapter and if you want music look up "Delete Me" by Natewantstobattle. I

Me: Stop right now. I wrote this chapter to have no further Undertale spoilers (to the best of my ability) just to keep you in the dark. This story has awfully inconsistent updates, so while waiting for the next update, I suggest watching someone play Undertale all the way through. Although, if you want to, you can just read this, considering that I'll basically be going through the main plot of the story, just with Monika instead of Frisk. But I recommend looking up the music for Undertale characters, if you want a list of the must-listen's then just PM me. Speaking of music, thanks for the suggestion, but I'm looking for remixes of music already in either game.

AliceCullen3: LOVE IT!

Me: THANK YOU

Ren is Random:I was actually planning a fanfic almost exactly based on this concept (except that the player just watches from the computer screen). I even included the "pink heart/soul passion" thing. Tbh though, I was just going to write it because I didn't see anyone else do it. But then I found this fic and thought "Yes! Someone is doing it for me! And writing it well!" So thank you~! 3

Also I am, too, a Monika lover ;3 she is mah wifu and NO ONE will beat our precious Monika. They can, too, fite me on this fact. I have joined the Monika guard (lol I can't remember if that's what you called it) 3

Me: Huh, surprisingly enough, I actually had similar thought-processes when thinking about writing this. I was hoping someone else had already, but lo and behold it became my job. I'm fine with it though, I probably would have wrote my own version anyway

*Waifu, and yes NO ONE CAN STOP MONIKA!~. And Welcome to the Monika Guard, make sure you spread the word of Monika anywhere someone needs to hear it, and make sure to defend her against all those who would hate her.

Jack54311:I'm enjoying this so far, keep it up! I'm also a Monika fan, while she definitely could've handled things better I can understand her actions. These are two of my favorite games so I'm really excited for this! Will we be seeing more of the clubroom with Frisk and Chara? Or just Frisk? Though if that's the case we'll need to know what happened to Chara.

Me: (Tips hat) Fellow Monifan (That what I call us). She could have, y'know, just added a route for herself in the game, that's my one problem with Best Girl, she didn't even try to do that as far as I'm aware. And yes, we will be seeing more Frisk and Chara, because I thought about how I could add Them in the story, hehe. She'll be fun to add...

WHY: IF YOU DONY UPDATE THIS SOON I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL BE SO MAD IVE NEVER READ A FANFIC THAT WAS ACTUALLY GOOD THIS IS A FIRST WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE SO SHORT

Me: STOP YELLING AT ME, LIFE IS HARD AND I HAVE OTHER FANFICS TO WRITE, POOR LiFS IS WITHOUT AN UPDATE BECAUSE OF YOU GUYS! I HAVE OTHER DEMOGRAPHICS TO RESPOND TO!

and don't worry, this won't be short at all.

Well, that's all the reviews so

Until Next Time True Readers!