For all intents and purposes, this fanfiction is dedicated to Toby Fox and to all those amazing people who went through the process of creating the wonderful game that is Undertale. I do not take credit for any work that they have done and write this purely out of fun and entertainment. I am relatively new to writing so I do hope you enjoy it my darlings!

"So my dear...care to stay for dinner?"

A young lady stood before the girl, a teacup in one hand, a teapot in another as she nibbled on a croissant using a third arm. Shivering a little from her cold clothing, she nodded as the spider woman invited her into what looked like a dining room and living room all in one. Bringing her a hot cup of tea, the girl sipped as much as she could of the hot liquid without burning her tongue to warm herself up. She took off her soaking wet shirt as she found a black blanket draped over her shoulders as she huddled her knees up to her chest for extra warmth. Muffet looked at her sewn up wounds, recognising the silken string as her own as she stared a moment.

"I do apologise, my dear. I do not believe we have been introduced. My name is Muffet. It's a pleasure to meet you." She said, reaching out her 3 right hands for her to shake. Returning her kindness, the girl shook her hands. They were soft, almost like minky as Muffet's fingers, which were very small and spindly like a spiders, seemed to slide smoothly into her palm. After they had both had their fair share of food and drink, the spiders turned on a gramaphone as they made their way into yet another large but empty room aside from a bench of rose quartz lining the far wall, the floor almost flawlessly polished quartz. A song began to play through the aged speaker and as Muffet listened to its gentle, moving tones, the girl held out her hand to her.

(A/N I would recommend that you listen to the song linked at the bottom of the page that I found to match these next paragraphs. I do hope you enjoy.)

"Oh? You wish to dance. I must apologise. I do not know how to dance with a partner. Besides, this music isn't really the type to..." Muffet started, stopping midsentence as she held a hand over her mouth, a little shy. She realised the girl was giving her no choice as her hand remained unmoved. Shyly taking her hand, she looked at the girls face. A strange smile crossed the child's face but somehow, the expression did not scare her. If anything, it made her want to dance more. Letting the girl lead, even though she was smaller than her, the room seemed to light up in a crimson red as they danced. Other couples seemed to manifest themselves from the red, dust like magic particles as they weaved their way across the floor, their faces hidden beneath ornate masks as if masquerading. Small gems in the ceiling reflected back at them like stars, entrancing the pair of them in a world of their own as they continued to dance the day away.

For the first time since she had left the underground, she had finally found another human who had come to accept her as she was besides Frisk. The spiders gathered to watch as their mistress smiled brightly, her five eyes tight shut as she seemed to beam with happiness. Though the music was not happy, it's slow piano music seemed to rule how her feet followed the girl's as they swept across the floor in a smooth and soothing dance. They both seemed to lose track of time and all too soon, the music ended. The other couples disappeared and the spell on the pair of them dissipated, leaving them standing together in the dark. Neither said a word as they stood smiling at each other. The distant sound of the rain had ceased. The girl gave a curt bow to Muffet, turning to leave as she left her partner alone on the dance floor, astonished and in a daze as she smiled after her.

Making her way out of the small cave entrance, the clouds had begun to disappear as the sun fought its way through.

Surely they must be home by now she thought to herself. Walking out of the woods and following the stream, she eventually found her way back to the house. Everyone was outside calling for her, even Alphys.

They were this worried?

She felt a familiar presence behind her. Knowing who it was, she turned to smile up at him. His bony hand ruffled her messy hair as they walked back to the house together.

"We were looking for you everywhere kid. We went back up the hill but couldn't find any trace of you. Tori feared the worst when it started to pour. It kinda put a dampener on the whole situation. What happened?"

She didn't know how to sign so instead locked her thumbs together and wiggled her fingers to imitate a spider.

"With Muffet, huh? Haven't seen her in a while. Personally, she bugs me. And the doughnuts are a bit hard."

As the girl walked a little ahead of Sans, he looked at her hair, noticing it was longer than earlier.

"Hey kid, your hair grows pretty fast. If it doesn't stop soon, things might get hairy." He joked, making her grin like an idiot with him.

Suddenly, several explosions sounded from the house, blowing board and beam alike into the air. A vicious, howling roar resounded through the forest as Sans and the girl saw a large black ferret floating above the house. An evil grinned was plastered on his face as he engulfed the house in black flames.

"No!" Sans shouted in worry. "Kid, you wait here! I'll be right back."

Teleporting away, she saw him reappear as he ran into the burning building. She grasped at the bark on a nearby tree in worry as he didn't reappear after several minutes. Running a little up the hill, she was stopped by Gaster's illusory form. His hand was outstretched, a piece of her soul residing within it. She looked at him a moment, hesitating whether she wanted to take it. The determination her soul was giving off seemed to get the black weasels attention as he flew towards them, a black fireball forming in his mouth. Shaking her head intently at Gaster, he gasped in surprise as he disappeared along with the soul fragment just moments before the weasel breathed out the black fireball, growling in anger as he stared down at the girl. Looking up, the girl's eyes widened when she saw what he held in his hands. Two of her soul fragments were embedded in his fur. She felt the small amount of her soul inside her twitch uneasily. As she ran for the burning house, he cut her off, turning the entrance way and porch into nothing more than a pile of ashes. She stared through the wall of flames, worried for Sans and the others. She thought to herself, idea after idea passing through her head as each seemed to fail.

I'm alone.

Mustering a little magic, she jumped into the air, attempting to tackle Narsak. Too slow to take the fragments from his grasp, she found herself being strangled as he caught her small neck in a tight grip.

"So...you thought splitting your soul would keep you safe from me? Well you were wrong. It has made me more powerful than before. I should be thanking you, but you're so pathetic in your current state, I wonder if it's even worth keeping you alive." He said, his voice a low growl as he grinned widely. She struggled to breathe as his grip on her grew tighter. Summoning what magic she had left, she hit him in the face with a red bolt of lightning, drawing his attention away long enough for her to take one of the fragments. Hitting her away blindly, he didn't realise one of his fragments was missing until he saw her push it into her chest, a flash of red passing through her eyes at the moment she absorbed it.

"About time. Having so little of my soul was frustrating since I couldn't talk." She said to herself.

"Grrr...insolent brat! I made you! You should be obeying my every whim! Do you want to end up like Twelve?!" He asked. Gaster was watching from a distance, confused at what Narsak was referring to when he said "Twelve". Seeing the girl's reaction, he took it as if it was a person.

"Even if I did do that, you'd still treat me like crap! You killed him! He tried to make you happy! He did everything you asked of him! So...why?! Why did you kill him?!" She screamed, tears falling down her face in streams as she thought back on her past.

"He had outlived his usefulness. Besides, he showed little to no promise in progressing my experiment...unlike you." He replied, readying another fire attack.

"That's it?! You killed him because he wasn't useful to you anymore? Is that what humanity is in your eyes? Nothing but garbage waiting to be thrown away like they're nobody's business?!" She yelled back.

The response was a jet of black fire shot directly at her. Having no magic left, she moved very slowly, taking almost all her physical strength just to move her legs.

I can't dodge it!

She called out for help.

Suddenly, a wall of orange flames appeared in front of her. It barely managed to hold back the black flames but as it began to wane, luminous spears appeared and bombarded Narsak with their merciless assault, along with a shower of bones.

They had responded.

Sans, Alphys, Papyrus, Metatton, Toriel and Undyne stood in front of her, slightly charred from the black flames that had engulfed the house.

"Are you guys alright?" She asked.

"So you can talk, huh kid? What was with the silent treatment?" Sans replied, his left eye glowing blue as Papyrus stood behind him, his right eye glowing a golden orange.

"Heh! You almost got burnt to a crisp and you're worried about us? Crazy kid." Undyne said, a glowing spear in her hands as she stood in a battle stance.

"The attack did take us a little by surprise. We were looking for you when we returned to the house to see if you had come back. Then the roof exploded into a mess of black flames and we couldn't get out. But luckily, I, the Great Papyrus did not panic. Nyeh heh...heh." He finished, coughing and spluttering as Sans looked at him with worry, patting him on the back.

"Let's finish this. The sooner I know that I don't have to worry about if my soul has or hasn't got a purpose or future in this world, the better."

"Kid, you got guts. I'll give ya that much." Undyne said, putting a webbed hand on her small right shoulder.

"I-I-I'll h-help out a-a-as m-much as I c-can." Alphys said, shy as always as she hid behind Undyne.

They all looked up as Narsak began to laugh, his voice reverberating through the air as he made their ears hurt.

"Such pathetic monsters! Do you know what that child behind you really is? Do you know what danger you are trying to protect?! Just what that girl really is. What you are harbouring is an abomination! She is neither human nor monster, a mistake of nature that I intend to correct!" He growled as he sent several black fireballs their way. Toriel barely managed to step in and stop them with her own fireballs as Papyrus moved in with another bone attack, the marrow filled missiles hurtling through the air at high speed towards the dark weasel.

"Darling, if we cared about every little detail of our friends, then we wouldn't have any friends at all! What makes this little sweetie different is her shining brightness in the dark! So kindly leave her alone." Mettaton shouted, a shower of electric sparks dancing through the air as he unleashed his own attack, shocking Narsak midair and leaving him steaming.

Before Sans had time to move in and back them up, he heard the girl cry out. Turning fast, he saw her covered and held aloft by a large number of thorny vines. A familiar flower stood grinning as he got close to her face, maniacally laughing as he squeezed her harder and making her struggle to breathe.

Frisk came running from the forest, stopping between Sans and Flowey.

"Stop it Asriel! This is not who you are!" They shouted at Flowey desperately.

"That is not my name!" Flowey yelled back, flinging a vine angrily towards Frisk. He braced for impact but Undyne blocked the attack, seemingly unfazed.

"You should have stayed in the forest Frisk. You would have been safer there!" Frisk's attention was solely focused on Flowey, not hearing Undyne's warning. Taking baby steps, they were soon out of the range where she could protect him.

"Be careful kid." Sans warned, a blaster at the ready just in case.

Frisk stopped in front of Flowey, looking him dead in the eye.

"Huh? What's that look for? Do you want me to kill her?" He asked, again squeezing her tighter as she cried out in pain. It took everything Sans had not to fire his blaster then and there but he stopped himself, trusting Frisk's decision.

"You won't..." Frisk began.

"Huh?" Flowey asked, confused by Frisk's comment.

"I know you won't. I know deep down in there is someone I can call a friend. A friend that both me and the monsters from the underground owe our freedom to." Frisk paused "Asriel...I know you're in there, and I know this isn't you but try to fight through. Try to remember us, Asriel!"

Suddenly Flowey began to hold his head in pain. He cried out, gripping the girl as tight as he could in reaction to the pain. The girl couldn't breathe and her eyes had started to close from the lack of oxygen, unconsciousness beckoning her. Whilst Flowey was preoccupied, Sans launched his blaster at the connecting vines. Though they proved effective at causing damage to Flowey, his grip on the girl didn't loosen.

"S-Sans." The girl said weakly "shoot directly at me."

"Wha?! But that'll kill you! I can't!" He yelled back.

"If you don't, you'll all be in trouble, and I can't live with that. I'm deadly serious here, shoot me!" She yelled, her strength fading fast.

Sans was torn as to what to do. He looked over his shoulder as Papyrus, Toriel, Alphys and Mettaton were barely managing to hold back Narsak. Then he looked back at Frisk. He nodded as he got out of the way. As Sans primed the blaster shot, Flowey's eyes shot open as he felt the large build up of magic.

I hope I know what I am doing the girl thought to herself, barely holding onto consciousness as Sans fired the blaster, it's shot aimed directly at her. Realising the danger, Flowey evaluated his options fast.

If I don't drop the girl, I'll be killed by that smiley trashbag. But if I wait and hold onto her, not only will she die from the blast but I'll be killed by Narsak for losing her. I have no other choice, they've forced my hand!

Flowey's vines dropped her barely conscious body just in time to avoid the blast. She coughed and spluttered as she gasped for air, breathing deeply as she attempted to remain conscious. Undyne ran in to protect both her and Frisk as they helped the girl to her feet. Flowey gritted his teeth at being outsmarted and without a word, vanished underground, leaving no trace of his presence behind.

Turning to face Narsak, the dark weasel with a deathly glare and snarling expression without warning, vanished into thin air. They all panted in exhaustion, Frisk still holding the girl steady as she wobbled a bit on her feet from being light headed. They all stared at the pile of ashes that once been called home to many of them, the looks in their eyes one of loss and sadness like it had just been ripped from their very souls.

"I did this..." She began but was interrupted by Mettaton as he towered over her.

"You did nothing, Darling. This whole mess was caused by that unsightly weasel!" Mettaton replied, putting a hand on her right shoulder.

"Yea, about THAT weasel. He's technically, kinda my...creator." She said, hesitating and slowing her words as she painfully spoke them. They all looked at her in shock, taken aback by the frightening fact. "I know right? You wouldn't think at first glance that the evil bastard shares my genes."

"Him?! And you?!" Sans asked, shock plastered all over his face, the smile usually plastered on his face gone as he attempted to process.

"Yup. You can choose your friends, but you can't choose your family, am I right? Although, with all the shit that weasel put me through, he's more of a faggot than he is a father."

"What a dirty mouth! Those are some naughty words coming from such a young child." Toriel commented, a hand over her mouth in surprise.

"Eeeeeeeeh, I don't much care what comes outta this mouth as long as it ain't vomit. That weasel deserves every insult under the sun!" She replied, getting a little angry as she thought back to her past, remembering nothing but pain.

"W-well, now th-that the fight's o-over, sh-shall we g-get started on a new house? W-w-we'll n-need somewhere t-to call home after all." Alphys suggested.

"Of course! And I think another room should be added for our new addition to the family." Mettaton replied as she ruffled the girl's hair.

The girl looked up at everyone. Uncontrollable rivers of joyful tears flowed from her cheeks as they all cheered and laughed together, happy and content.

A/N Okay, since you can use links on this format since HTML banning is being a butt, go to Youtube and type in 'Sad Piano Music - Melancholy (Original Composition)'. That's the song you need.