In Frisk's mind, everything was perfect, albeit a bit chaotic. Dhe were able to save everyone in some way or another. The monsters got a new country taking up norther Ireland and most of the humans split either to Britain or actual Ireland, and Frisk was acting as the human ambassador to others, as well as the King and Queen coming to some of the more aggressive meetings. There had been attempted assassinations which Frisk had managed to escape with her life (thwarted by the authorities on both humans and monsters police). The only thing that was hard was during the evening hours where Frisk would retreat to her room early to try to calm themselves down.

"Gaster!" Frisk yelled in her mind space. "I know you like using your powers through my body, but you can't use your full potential!"

Gaster sighed. "You let Chara do it!"

"That's because Chara is a human and won't damage my room too much to cause havok. I tell Asriel the exact same thing whenever he tries to use his fire magic."

Gaster simply rolled his eyes. "I don't know why I listen to you."

"Because I saved you from the VOID!" Frisk stamped.

"Frisk?" Toriel's voice wafted from downstairs bringing Frisk back to her senses.

"Yeah mom?" Frisk took control of her body. It was a little thing they let everyone they saved that couldn't retain their bodies, inside their mind. Every evening, Frisk would let them have turns using her body to exercise the built up magic they had in their systems. Chara with their knife they named "Dragon," claiming that they once owned a dragon heartstring wand and that Chara used to be a witch, much to the laughter of their headmates. Gaster would mainly summon bones and small headed Gaster blasters. Asriel would make Frisk's flowers grow exceptionally well, which was from his time as a flower.

"What's with the racket up there? Did you break another Vase?"

"No mom!" Frisk called. "Just running around and burning off excess energy!"

"You know, you could do that with us." Toriel grinned as Undyne and Papyrus ran up the stairs to greet Frisk.

"YES HUMAN!" Papyrus grinned.

"We were about to go on a 15 mile dead sprint around the countryside!" Undyne said (more like shouted). "You should come!"

"THE GREAT PAPYRUS AGREES!"

"O-oh, uh, thing is. . . I've already ran it off!" Frisk forced a grin. It was a secret that she had multiple people in her head and Frisk intended to keep it that way, not wanting to make everything weird with her friends. Especially when she held people they all thought were dead or not even existing. Especially since they would each take control and produce magic.

Undyne's grin slightly faltered. "Well, we can always do it next time!" She said.

"UNDYNE!" Papyrus said as he began to dash down the stairs. "LAST ONE HOME GETS TO NOT MAKE TOMORROW'S DINNER!"

"You're on Papyrus!" Undyne yelled grabbing a spear and ran after him.

Frisk let out a breath she had not known she was holding and leaned on the door frame. "When are you going to tell them?" Asriel's voice asked.

"Soon, but, not now." Frisk always replied. She ignored Asriel's snort and collapsed in her sled bed.

This is the first of the 7 fiction series known which I will call the 'Frisk Zxarangbanga Series' (FRisk ZAR-ong-bon-Ga)

My sisters thought that if Frisk attended Hogwarts, that they'd be in 2 houses, Hufflepuff (Frisk) and Slytherin (Chara). I extended this idea by adding Ravenclaw (Gaster) and Gryffindor (Asriel). Frisk will be in the same year as The Golden Trio.

When I was off the internet for a while (Concussion), I finally read parts of the Harry Potter series, and I can see it's pretty good. I'm currently on 'Order of the Phoenix' so please don't spoil anything further than Umbridge being the headmaster whilst Dumbledore's away. My favorite characters have got to be Neville, Luna, and Ron. Especially when Luna talks about Nargles, Neville showing his Gryffindor bravery, or Ron standing up for his friends.