"This is stupid!"

Flowey tried to squirm as far away from Frisk's hand as possible, but given the that his flower pot only allowed so much movement, it was clearly a futile struggle.

"Azzy come on. Mom's waiting!"

"It's just a stupid family dinner. Why do I even have to wear a bowtie?!"

Frisk stuck out their tongue in mockingly as their hands knotted off the last of Flowey's dapper apparel. Now properly dressed the two looked as spiffy as a teenager and a talking flower could be.

"It's not just a dinner! We're celebrating the day you offically came to live with us all! 5 years is a big milestone! Doesn't that make you just the tiniest bit happy?"

"No."

"Then why are you trying not to smile?"

"I AM NOT SMILING!"

The human chuckled before gently moving to hoist Asriel up by his pot. Like a perfected routine, Frisk made sure their friend was facing forward and comfortably at waist level, before moving to leave their shared bedroom.

"Frisk? Asriel? Are you almost ready?"

"Be down soon mom!"

Frisk closed the door softly and rushed to make their way down the staircase. Despite their eagerness to get going, the human couldn't help but watch as countless photos decorating the walls began to move forward like a time reel of the years that had past.

Asriel's official move from the underground to Toriel's house photo.

Sans and Papayrus giving a thumbs up to the camera while an out of breath Asgore and raging Undyne stood besides a broken volleyball net on the beach.

Alphys and Frisk holding up matching science fair winner ribbons for their quantum parallel universe theorem project.

Metraton holding a star eyed Frisk and startled Asriel in a tight robotic group hug.

Napstablook and Papyrus helping Toriel cook on the eve of the thanksgiving where Undyne set the cranberry sauce ablaze.

Frisk's highs school graduation pictures.

It all seemed too surreal sometimes to remember it all. To have expeienced it all in the same lifetime.

"You know...you never made it this far before."

Frisk stopped between the second to last step. Just out of earshot of the kitchen where their family was undoubtedly awaiting Asriel and their's arrival.

"The last time I remember you making it past, hell even two years after the Underground, was hundreds of timelines ago."

"Azzy..."

"I'm not trying to sound impressed or anything. I just...this is the first time you ever brought me back. Back to mom and dad and...uhg I hate calling Sans a step dad it's just too gross."

Frisk had to laugh at that. Remembering quite well how "eventful" the reception had been last year after Toriel and the skeleton's wedding.

"But even so I just. I can't believe you made it 8 years Frisk. It just feels..."

"Unbelievable. I know Azzy."

The young human peeked around the corner to make sure they both still were unseen by any of their family members.

Satisfied the human turned to poke at the flower's side jokingly.

"If you hadn't been so stubborn for the first three years we COULD be celebrating your eight year stay tonight!"

"Please. Five years with this group has traumatized me for more than enough lifetimes."

Frisk smiled almost sadly as they brought Asriel into a tighter hug.

The flower seemed to understand where Frisk's thoughts were headed.

"Oh come on don't be such a wimp. We all agreed not to focus on that any more. You haven't used the screen since that day and Dr. Gaster says that the fact that you're talking more is a good sign."

The young human ran a hand through their longer hair and sighed. Almost sounding as though being reassured by someone else over their own well being was a comfort of sorts.

"Azzy, you and I know what happens when I die...wether it be now or in 80 years-"

"No. No no no! This is a stupid happy night and youre not gonna be all glommy glump damn it!"

The flower began swatting his petals at Frisk's hand as hard, not hard at all, as he could.

"I don't care if it's now or then or somewhere in between. Worrying about the future is pointless when you've got a whole dumb family who cares about you here and now. The past is history so drop it. We are going out there right now and we are going to eat! Im starving and you're going to have fun or I swear I'll get Papyrus to sing that stupid Fight Song again like last time! ILL DO IT Frisk!"

A warm smile filtered across the human's face as they reached to pat Asriel's head softly.

Silently thanking them in a way that both could understand completely.

Without further ado, the human stood back up, with Asriel and new determination in hand. The duo moved to step out into the warn lights of the kitchen.

And as per usual Papyrus was more then ready to greet them.

"AH HUMAN! WE HAVE BEEN AWAITING YOU AND ASGORE THE SECOND'S ARRIVAL! COME COME WE MUSTN'T DIDDLE OR DADDLE! OUR RESERVATIONS-"

Undyne suddenly hip bumped Papyrus clear out of the way before bringing her two favorite little friends in for matching noogies.

Like usual she completely ignored Asriel's hissing.

"Yo punks! Looking snazzy with the matching bowties."

Alphys was quick to pry her wife away before she could mess up the duo's hair/petals too badly. Less they all face the rath of super Toriel in mom mode.

"I swear you are more childish then both of them."

"Ow ow! Babe I give I give! Let go of my fin!"

From across the counter top Sans chuckled and threw a lazy wave over to Frisk and Asriel. Thiugh his focus remained solely on the two lovers besides them.

"got two words for you Undyne. whhii-ppsshhh."

"Like you're one to talk bonehead. Tori had you whipoed way before you two even tied the knot."

Alphys yanked a little harder on Undyne's fin with a scoff.

"Be nice! Paps and Tori are the only reason im not still ducking tail and stuttering every time you start acting up."

The former warrior smiled and placed a confident hand on her wife's shoulder. Easing the yellow hand off of her sore fin.

"Hell yeah those weekly confidence runs ain't for shits and giggles babe! You'd give the former guards a run for their money any day!"

"Language Undyne!"

Toriel's voice suddenly interrupted the couple's banter, as the goat mother moved to help tame Frisk's mused hair and Asriel's ruffled petals.

"Mommmm im 18. Undyne can curse if she wants to."

"I don't care how old you are. You and Asriel are still my children and I will not allow such behavior!"

The flower snickered slightly.

"I don't remember this morality last week when that lady from the PTA, Helen, tried to insult your brownies mom."

A dark look came over both Sans and Toriel's faces as the memory of the Helen War flashed like a tramatic battle.

The goatmother leveled her children with a half joking half i will end her if I ever see her again look.

"We do not say that name in this house."

Papyrus tilted his boney head quizzically.

"VOLDEMORT?"

"nah bro. we don't say Helen."

"I CAN'T SEEM TO RECALL A WIZARD NAMED HELEN IN ANY OF THOSE FASCINATING BOOKS DR. ALPHYS RECOMMENDED."

"trust me paps. she's worse."

The sudden sound of Asgore's laughter rang clear into the kitchen along with the opening and closing of the front door. Moments later the former king stepped forward with his keys in hand.

"I apologize all. My meeting ran late. I'be got the van all set to go and- Oh! Hello Frisk! Asriel happy five years!"

"Hey pops. Now that everyone's here can we go?"

The older goat smiled fondly as he moved to start heading back out the way he came in. Everyone followed behind in step as per usual.

"Of course. Grillby's waits for no man woman or monster! Come along everyone. Let us go celebrate."

Frisk felt a smile crossing over their face along with the leaf over their hand, telking them that Asriel Could sense it too.

Being swuished into a big car. Hearing everyone laugh and chatter, bicker and tease, hold hands with their lovers, and smile at the two youngest like they were the happiest sight to see on the whole Surface.

It was home.