Life Can't Be RESET [UnderTale]

Chapter 4

Technically this is chapter 5 on quotev but whatever.
[(I know Sans doesn't actually love the stars in cannon, but this is why it's an AU people. This is just filled with minor fan theories & my own headcanons that may or may not have been proven. Also minor OCs)
. . okay.. So far this story kind of sucks.. And I can't seem to make it flow worth a damn so it's annoying to read.. Sigh, sorry. I told you guys not to expect fast updates and I meant it. How long was it since I last updated? Hell if it know. Should have checked. Oh, well doesn't matter. . . I'm gonna be saying that a lot in this aren't I? Fuck. Anyways . . . I probably should have said something about possibly skipping the second "chapter" and italics being flashbacks. Too late now though. My writing style will probably change throughout this story as I improve, so be prepared for that. Another warning, I suck at angst. Not to mention I seriously need to reread before I make another chapter....Aaaand pay attention to them, that'd be good too. Might repeat or forget something. I need to make these chapters longer and A/N's shorter too. . . Ugh, this timeline isn't making any sense.. It's confusing, I know. Again, I'm sorry. I suck. This is my first time writing anything Undertale related and it's been a while since I've written anything at all. (Aaand I started out on my iPad then my phone, sooo.. More typos, yay!) Try to enjoy this while you can, 'cause it's only going to get you more pissed off as this goes along.]

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They say first impressions are important. Frisk of course never had a problem with them, being able to just RESET each encounter. Selfish, maybe, but when you're life's at stake most people would do anything to live. Having been a lonely child who was never properly taught right from wrong, she wanted to get it right no matter the cost. She truly learned to care for her family of eccentric monsters and wanted to do everything she could to make them happy. You can call that foolish or naive all you want, it didn't matter. As long as they were enjoying it, that was enough. Frisk already had her fun, it was their turn. She already saw everything there was to see down there, explored every outcome, befriended every monster.

Frisk still remembered the day she first came to the Underground.
She had heard the stories of Mt. Ebott, children going missing, and she also knew that it was the best place to go if anyone wanted to disappear. Frisk wasn't necessarily suicidal, but if she left who'd truly miss her? She had no family or friends, constantly being miss gendered and ignored. Sure she was quiet, but never that much. She might as well just been invisible. Then there was that story the adults would sometimes read to the other children. About monsters and humans. Of course it was just some legend, a fairy tale no one believed in anymore. Most people just said it was a story to scare their children enough not to climb the mountain. The other missing children didn't help any. So Frisk, being the curious little child she was, hiked up the mountain ready to finally solve a mystery no one else ever could. She would never have guessed she'd be falling down a hole so deep you could hardly see the bottom. It hurt, just not as much as she expected. It was more like tripping rather than falling. At first she was terrified, but then again she was just a child. Young and full of curiosity. The girl had landed on a bed of yellow flowers. Terrified and confused with no way of getting out. And then she met him. He did not give a good first impression. Flowey seemed nice at first, yet incredibly weird considering he was a talking flower, strange even by monster standards. Offered to help, showed kindness.. Only a lie. After he attacked her, Frisk learned she needed so stop being so trusting. A wake up call.

Toriel showed up soon after, saving her life. The goat monster screamed stranger danger while giving off this motherly, friendly vibe at the same time. So she tried trusting her, even if a little less than she would have had she not met him. Toriel gave her shelter, food, kindness, and a place to call Home. She became like her mother, a loving person who would be there when she needed her. Unfortunately, being stuck in the ruins just didn't sound appealing. Children weren't like adults, they didn't like settling down. They liked to explore. So, Frisk left. A part of her always hurt leaving Toriel behind. Mom always seemed so lonely being in the ruins all by herself. Toriel had given a good and long lasting impression on the young child's mind.