A/N: For the record I've only done a little bit of research into actual adoption. For now we'll say that the rules of adoption follow from Matilda. Or at least in this world it is.

Important notes pertaining to the next part of my series at the bottom!

You once again stood outside the door to your old apartment with Toriel and Asgore by your side. You were nervous but settled. You were ready to finish this chapter in your life. In Asgore's hand were the papers you all needed your parents to sign to give up legal custody of you. You didn't understand all of the legal jargon but apparently Toriel and Asgore knew enough. It had taken one of your adult human friends from Ebott to get their lawyer to explain everything. It had been a complicated couple of weeks –one that wasn't helped by the holiday season- of back and forth between everyone as they tried to figure out how a pair of monsters that weren't legal citizens could adopt a human child.

Being a famous ambassador had its perks and connections.

"Are you ready, my child?" Toriel asked. She gave you an encouraging smile. You took a deep breath and knocked on the door. The three of you waited until the door opened and your step-father stood there. He blanched at the sight of the monsters and took a step back about to slam the door shut when he spotted you.

"Frisk." He breathed in shock. His eyes darted back and forth between Toriel and Asgore.

"Howdy!" Asgore said cheerfully. "My name is Asgore and this is Toriel. May we come in and speak with you? It is about Frisk."

"A-a-ah, su…sure. Let me just…get my wife…" He hurried off but left the door open. The three of you entered the house. Toriel and Asgore took in the surroundings with slightly marveled eyes.

"It is very…modern." Toriel said looking at the furniture. "You lived here, Frisk?" You nodded. Your step-father reentered the room reluctantly with your mother following behind. Her eyes widened in horror at the sight of the monsters. Your heart ached to see her but you stood your ground. You could do this.

"H-Hello…" She greeted. Toriel introduced them this time. Your mother's eyes fell on you and they widened further. "Frisk!" She cried and looked like she wanted to rush you but feared to do so because of Toriel and Asgore. You smiled a little at her and waved.

"What is this all about?" Your step-father asked.

"We wish to adopt Frisk from you." Toriel stated. Asgore held out the papers. Your parents gaped.

"Frisk has done all of us monsters a very great service by freeing us from the Underground." Asgore explained as your parents flipped through the papers. "And they have expressed wishes to live with us. Tori and I are…not together…"

"We're separated." Toriel said coolly. Asgore winced and continued,

"however we have come to an agreement together on the raising of Frisk."

"We love your child very much." Toriel added in a softer tone and your mother looked up to meet her eyes. It was one mother speaking to another. "And we would dearly love to have them as part of our family."

"But…" Your mother whimpered, "Frisk is my child!" She looked a little outraged. "You can't just take them! This is…this is kidnapping!"

"Dear." Your step-father said and put a hand on her arm even as he read the papers. "Frisk left by their own choice." He looked at her and their eyes met. Your mother's eyes filled with tears and her mouth trembled. You gripped both Toriel and Asgore's hands for support. Your heart was quaking. "Perhaps….it is time to think of her happiness." He suggested gently.

Your mother stared at him a bit longer before looking at you. "Frisk…is this…is this what you really want?"

You blinked away tears and nodded. Toriel and Asgore squeezed your hands.

Your mother watched you for a few moments and hiccupped a sob before nodding back. "I-I-I need a pen. W-where…?" Toriel moved quickly to show them exactly where all the signing needed to be done. Asgore gave you a soft smile and hope filled your chest. He joined them to help. You were left with nothing to do because you didn't understand all that they were talking about.

Quietly you walked down the hall to your old room. You opened it up and were again surprised by how unlived in it was. It felt even colder than when you had last entered in here. You didn't need much from this room. You approached (the naked) Mr. Harrington and picked him up. You would need to remake his clothes and give him a new light, but you wanted him to come home with you. It was time for your old friend to meet your new friends.

"Frisk?" Your mother called and you saw her standing in the doorway to your room. Her eyes were red and her makeup was smeared but she kneeled down and held out her arms to you for the first time. You quickly put Mr. Harrington into your satchel and then didn't hesitate to hug her. Your mother's hugs were strange. They weren't all-encompassing but they were just as full of love as Toriel and Asgore's were. This woman wasn't a good mother but you knew deep in your soul that she loved you. And you loved her. "Frisk, I'm so sorry I wasn't good enough." She whispered and kissed your temple. "I was never meant to be a mother." She pulled away and gave you a rueful smile. "But those…monsters….look at you as I do. They….they love you. So….so please, baby…just be happy, okay?"

You let out a little sob. "Yes, mommy." You said and hugged her one more time before you released each other and you rejoined everyone in the living room. Your step-father hugged you and you both said your goodbyes. You would miss your parents but it was finally time to join your family.

Asgore and Toriel held your hands as you all said goodbye. They thanked your human parents and the three of you left together. You released Toriel's hand to pull Mr. Harrington out of your satchel and showed it to them with a watery smile. "Oh!" Toriel asked looking a little embarrassed to see the naked skeleton.

"Who is this, little one?" Asgore asked, amused and overjoyed.

"Mr. Harrington. He's my…old friend." You said. You put him back in your satchel and made a face. "He needs clothes. And a lightbulb."

Your parents chuckled. "Indeed!" Asgore said.

"Then, my child, are you ready to go home?" Toriel asked.

You smiled and nodded. "Yes, mom."

A/N: Welcome to the Important bottom notes.

So ends this part of the series. People have asked me if I will be writing more for the Undertale series and that answer is yes. My next little project is a one-shot about Frisk being sick for the first time (since some of you want the panicking monsters).

The next part is a bit trickier. The fourth actual installment of the series I plan on having is going to be more prompt-oriented. I already have the first chapter in mind which will set a kind of basis for the rest of the story. Now bear in mind that the tags on the story may be questionable. I'm going to be doing something silly with Frisk and Sans which will turn their Brotherly relationship into Ambiguous. And by ambiguous I mean not even fucking Frisk knows what's going on. Sans probably doesn't even know what's going on. It will...make more sense in context.

Give it a shot, okay? If you don't like it then you can totally ignore it. If you like it then read along and enjoy! Either way the relationship will be 100% asexual. Keep THAT in mind as I add this next part:

Okay so the next story will be prompt-oriented. Which means feel free to send me a review or something about a prompt you would possibly like added to the story. I just have a couple of guidelines:
1. It has to take place in the same universe. Meaning it will have to happen AFTER all the other stories I have written so far. This is a continuation of the series after all. This means anything that I've already said won't be changed (like Frisk won't be able to save Asriel (unfortunately) but Flowey can be revisited if the flower is still there) will not be changed.
2. You can send in romantic prompts but I will probably take liberties with it. Like if you want more Undyne and Alphys fluff then make sure poor Frisk isn't going to be traumatized. Any romantic prompts for Frisk will be...considered...but probably not legitimized.
3. I may blend prompts together to make a chapter interesting.
4. Angst prompts are allowed!

Now, I probably can't write ALL of your suggestions but I will take them into account. I'm sorry if they don't work out. If nobody sends in prompts or whatever I'll find my own so the story will still be written so keep an eye out!

Okay that's enough yammering. See you next story and thank you all very much for all of the reviews!