Chapter Eighteen~The Prince

Frisk and Alphys stood there, awestruck. Alphys had opened the door to the room to see what happened, and the sight.

"Th- The prince... H- He's back...!" Alohys exclaimed quietly. Frisk looked over at her.

"Thank you for helping get the two together..." Frisk told her quietly, smiling. He knew that Chara needed Asriel to have a full family once again. Frisk walked over, and the trio had a group hug. Alphys smiled. She left, and knew the group would leave in their own time.

Eventually, everybody returned home. Toriel and her son reunited. Asriel got his own room.

Everybody was happy.

But someone else heard the news... And they knew how to take advantage.

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Chara, Asriel, and Frisk were out in the forest, catching up. Chara seemed the happiest she's been in all the time she's been alive. But they didn't know they were being watched. A bush rustled, and Chara looked in that direction. She narrowed her eyes. "Someone's here." She said quietly. Asriel and Frisk looked around.

And soon, a knife was thrown at Asriel's head.