Frisk caught a playful, rippling sound for a moment. There was a dulled yet lovely tune playing from afar. The argument Aaron and Woshua was currently having seemed to be the only thing that disturbed the serenity that surrounded the area.

Toriel, along with Papyrus and Undyne, boarded the underground's one and only transportation from Snowdin to Waterfall. Asgore decided to just walk his way to the destined area along with Alphys since they still have things to discuss. Sans- of course- by doing his own thing, made it in Waterfall in less than a minute.. while Mettaton, on the other hand, is very busy at the time being with Napstablook and Shyren, planning their debut on the surface – which is something that has very little chance of taking place, since Frisk decides to stay caged by the barrier along with the other monsters.

"Frisk, what are you DOING? You better get up and get dressed!" Flowey came into sight and told her off. Frisk noticed how he sounded like a mother for a split second, but perhaps it's simply something that runs in the family.

Frisk let out a sigh. "Yes, ASRIEL." She then stood up and walked straight ahead.

"Geez, you should be thankful that I'm doing all this for you. I would've killed you by now." Flowey stated, and went back inside the house with Frisk.

The golden flower flashed a sudden smile as he recalled something. "Frisk, remember when Mom made you a dress for a run-through of "weddings?" Ha! She forced you to wear it outside!"

"What, you're gonna force me to wear that too?" The human said in reply as she ambled upstairs to her bedroom.

"No. I'd appreciate it if you did, but.. it's up to you, Frisk." Flowey made a gesture of shrugging.

Frisk paused for a bit, and came to a resolution in mind. "Well.. sure, I'll wear it."

Flowey didn't say anything in response, but he was surprised – he didn't think that she would ever assent to his request. Frisk made a clutch at her frilly, light pink dress from her closet. It was sleeveless, and it had four straps altogether. It reached the very end of her feet.

Frisk grabbed a pair of scissors from her desk. She cut the lower part of the dress, just short enough to attract less attention. Toriel has been studying things about the surface world a lot ever since Frisk decided to stay, and later wanted to make her feel like she's safe and home. She prepared wedding rehearsals for her, made plans for the festivals she's heard of, and even asked Alphys to create something similar to the new 'gaming consoles' that were out on the surface being enjoyed by everybody.

Frisk, however- despite having her own clock and calendar herself- never really kept note of the time the day she got the calendar, thus losing track of the current date.

After putting on her newly modified dress, she felt a lot more comfortable about wearing it for the gathering. She glanced at Flowey, who was smiling in reminiscence. "Thanks a lot, Flowey. I owe you for this." Frisk beamed with joy.

"Actually, thank you for listening this ONE time." Flowey chuckled.

She looked back at him, "You're making it sound like I never listen to you!"

A sudden knock interrupted their chatter.

"Frisk? Are you in there, my child?"

"Mom?" Frisk and Flowey both said in unison.

Frisk took a step outside her room and proceeded to walk downstairs. She halted in front of the door as Toriel waited to be let in through. She then took a deep breath while muttering the words, "It's okay, Frisk. You'll be fine."

She unlatched the door, and grinned at the sight of Toriel. "Mom! I'm so glad to see you again!"

Toriel began to pull her in for a hug, filled with glee. Papyrus and Undyne stood calm and chill, watching the whole commotion. "Oh, I am so glad to see you as well, my child." She stopped a few seconds after noticing some changes. She gazed at Frisk's eyes. "Um, you were not this taller when I met you, were you? Your hair is a little longer than it used to be, too. ...It seems like I have spent too much time away from you, Frisk."

"Yeah, I'm probably fifteen or sixteen now. I mean, I don't know, you know I don't keep track of the date, Mom." Frisk sighed, and made a gesture to inviting them inside. She noticed the bags that they've all been carrying. "And who knows? Maybe I'm still thirteen."

"I DON'T CONSIDER IT AS SOMETHING CRUCIAL TO YOUR LIVING." Papyrus commented.

"YEAH! Who cares if you're four hundred and twenty-seven years older? As long as you're here, NOTHING MATTERS! Except, well, your safety." Undyne added, and tousled Frisk's hair.

"DON'T NOOGIE THE HUMAN." The tall skeleton abruptly stood up to hide behind the couch.

Frisk let out a soft giggle. "I'll.. make some tea for you guys."

While preparing the golden flower tea Asgore just gave her a few hours before, Frisk felt.. a presence somewhere near her inside the kitchen. She quickly turned around, filled with slight dread. "..Flowey?"

Nobody replied. Frisk sighed, and thought to herself that perhaps she just needs some time to calm down. She turned to face the sink again, but the next thing she knew, a figure just appeared in front of her – making her squeal.

She stopped for a bit, and looked up. She wanted to smile at least, but she was too spooked to even move a little.

"SANS! Are you serious?!" She yelled. "You.. you scared me."

"For you to get scared that easily.." Sans tousled her hair, "..is something wrong, kiddo?"

Frisk sighed, "I.. nothing's wrong, Sans."

"What do you mean, "nothing's wrong?" I just got scolded." He hit her arm jokingly. He pointed out to Toriel.

"By Mom? About what?" She asked as she poured hot water in each seven cups. She paused in realization and looked at Sans. "Don't tell me.."

Sans nodded, and looked back at her. "Yeah. The rumors. Paps told her about it when they were talking."

"Ohh, of course." She continued to do what she was doing and prepared the tea. "I mean, who cares if we're dating, right?"

"Yeah, uh, that's.." Sans looked away with a slight tint of red on his face, as well as Frisk, who just realized what she said.

"Mom! Tea's ready." Frisk dodged the awkwardness and called her out as she took a step out of the kitchen. "Sans, come on."

"Yeah, I'll be there in a sec." Sans continued to look at her, while concentrating on the possibilities. He sighed, and chuckled. "Heh. Let's just see what happens." He muttered.

"Frisk, my child. Can you go and borrow some.. err, books from the library? I really want to read something for tonight, at least." Toriel asked happily.

"Oh, sure thing." Frisk answered and stood up from the couch, "Sans, please look out for the flowers."

Toriel gave Sans a cold stare before he could answer. "Uh, sure thing, kid. Don't go and get yourself killed, a'ight?"

Frisk smiled, "Yeah, I knew you'd say that. I can see right through you, after all."

"Now we're talking." They high-fived each other as they laughed along with Toriel. Papyrus, on the other hand, was screaming as if it's the end of the world as he shook Undyne back and forth.

"Heh heh. Now, c'mon, kiddo, you gotta borrow those books." He said happily.

Frisk beamed in joy as she nodded, and stepped outside. Once she was out of sight, Toriel and the others started whispering things to each other.

Asgore and Alphys finally arrived, with the decorations and gifts in hand. "W-we brought the g-gifts!"

"AWESOME!" Undyne yelled and snatched a bag full of ornaments from Asgore's hands.

"Careful, Undyne. You do not want to break the balls." Asgore placed the rest of the bags beside the couch and grabbed a wreath from one of them. "Where do I put this?"

"I AM FAIRLY SURE THAT YOU SHOULD PLACE IT AROUND YOUR HEAD!" Papyrus answered.

They continued organizing stuff and soon started to decorate the whole place as quickly as they can. Alphys wasn't there to help put up the decorations, since she needed to distract Frisk and give the others a little time to re-check the whole thing. Alphys walked her way to the library, and finally caught sight of the human's unmistakable brown hair.

"F-F-Frisk!" She called out to her before she could even head to the east where the River Person will be.

Frisk turned to face her way, "Alphys? What are you doing here?"

"Oh, w-well, the queen told me that while you're at it, y-you should come with me to the lab!" Alphys stuttered and kept finding the right words to voice out.

Frisk frowned, "No, she didn't. You're stuttering. Did something happen?"

"N-no, it's just that.. it's my first time visiting you w-with so many monsters!" She replied, and grabbed her hand abruptly. "Come on, I have to show you something.."

"..Okay, I guess." Frisk said in reply and followed the fellow scientist to Hotland. Soon they went inside the laboratory and took a break in her room.

Toriel stopped just a few seconds after they finished decorating. "Alright, now. You will need to give Frisk the gifts you have bought yesterday when called, do you understand?"

"Yes, Queen." All responded in chorus, and started hiding their gifts behind the couch.

Alphys only had to show some new anime, which was only something about love triangles and problem students. The other one was pretty much about demons and cursed blood, or whatever it looked like. None of which interested Frisk at the moment, since she was worried that Toriel might've been waiting for her. Not to mention Flowey being unusual with his mood.

Soon after the break, Alphys led her back to her house in Waterfall. Before going in, however..

"Hey, Frisk, thanks.. a lot. I-it's probably not the right time to do this, b..but I really want you to feel how thankful I am for the things you've helped me with.." Alphys stopped, and grabbed something from the pocket of her coat. She handed the item to Frisk as she smiled nervously. It was something round, wrapped with red and green colored paper. Red hearts were drawn on its edges.

Frisk noticed the pattern, and remembered something. "That's funny.. it reminds me of Christmas." She said.

"O-oh, does it? Well, w..we better get inside then." Alphys grabbed her hand, and led her inside the house.

Before the door shut, Frisk stopped to look at the sudden change of decoration the house had. Everything looked very.. Snowdin. There were wreaths and garlands fixed neatly on the walls. A tree was put up in the corner, complete with ornaments in the color of red and blue.

The room smelled of.. apple pie. Wrapped items with different outlines were stuck under the tree.

"W..what happened?" Frisk asked out loud. The others turned around with big smiles on their faces.

"Frisk.. today is the twenty-fifth of "December." You do know what event that day calls for, do you not?" Toriel flashed a grin.

"I COOKED SOMETHING SPECIAL FOR YOU, HUMAN! BUT! IT'S NOT SPAGHETTI.. IT'S A FINELY COOKED SPAGHETTI COOKED BY THE GREAT PAPYRUS!" Papyrus stated.

"Perhaps you would like a cup of tea?" Asgore added.

"I WOULD!" Undyne jumped from the couch.

"..Ah. This isn't just any "day off," is it? You already planned this.." Frisk flashed them a smile so bright, they could feel her happiness. They all smiled along with her. "Thanks, you guys. Anyway, wait for me here. I have to check on Sans."

Frisk walked her way upstairs, to her bedroom. She opened the door to said room, and saw Flowey floating in the air with Sans just laughing it off. He looked.. annoyed. "Sans, what are you doing?! Put him down!"

"Oh, heya, kid. Merry Christmas." Sans nonchalantly said in reply and put Flowey back to where he was supposed to be placed. "So, uh, you like what happened to your house?"

"Yeah, thanks, unless you were sleeping the whole time the house was being decorated, then pretend I was talking to myself." Frisk chuckled and sat down on the floor.

"Hey, c'mon. I put up the tree and cleaned your room." Sans claimed, as he stole a glance at Flowey. The flower noticed this, and quickly averted his gaze while muttering, "I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.."

"And I also watered the plants for ya." He glared at him.

Frisk let out a sigh, "Will you guys ever make up?" She stood up, and walked away from the room. "Come on, Sans. Enough messing around."

"Frisk. I have heard from Undyne that you are great at cooking, so I have decided to give you this. You would have to keep it for a while until you are ready." Toriel handed Frisk a book, which isn't as thick as one would expect. It wasn't wrapped, and it clearly says "Pie" on the front cover. "However, if you are ready, I do not want you to lose it. You can hide it somewhere else, but it does not have to be thrown away. Be good, alright?"

"Thanks, Mom." She gave her a hug.

"HALT! I SHALL BE GIVING MY WONDERFULLY WRAPPED GIFT NEXT!" Papyrus pushed the two apart. "ACCEPT THIS MASTERPIECE!" He was handing out a plate of spaghetti that seemed similar from the one in the last timeline. It was wrapped neatly with, well, food wrapper.

"ALRIGHT! Get your hands OFF her now! IT'S MY TURN!" Undyne rushed in front in the human and shoved another neatly wrapped gift to her chest. "I won't tell you what it is! But you have to open it NOW!"

Frisk nodded and tore off the wrapper. It was a box, and inside was a well-known weapon. Frisk raised her head and glanced at Undyne. "..A flail?"

"YEAH! Awesome, right?!" She gave her a big smile.

"..Yeah, I love it. Thanks, Undyne." Frisk smiled back. "Both Asgore and Alphys have already given me something, which leaves.." Her eyes moved to a particular figure and gave him a stare. She stifled a laugh, in an attempt to be serious.

Sans noticed, of course. He chuckled. "Alright, I getcha." He started to walk her way, stopping as soon as he was close enough to her.

He sighed, and looked straight at her eyes. Frisk flinched the second he stepped closer. Toriel was smiling, as well as Asgore. Both Alphys and Undyne were internally screaming. Papyrus didn't have any clue of what was happening. Sans didn't really bring a gift, so the rest asked him to do something different.

"Kid, don't.. get mad after this, OK?" He chuckled, his hands out of his pockets.

Frisk, slightly nervous, avoided looking at him. "What do y-"

The next thing she knew, she got pulled in for a hug. Her face flushed red. "..Alphys is blushing." She said, loud enough for everyone to hear.

"H-hey!" Alphys averted her gaze from the two.

Sans lowered his voice down and whispered, "If you're still thinking 'bout what happened in the last, LAST timeline.. Frisk. I want ya to know that, none of those matter anymore. You're here.. we're here. I trust you, OK? I don't like it when you stay away, y'know."

Frisk shed a single tear, "..You knew all along, didn't you?"

"Yep.. and now, you have to promise me something, kid."