History

Part 30

It was dark.

Aliza nervously looked around, before there was a quiet "Ahem."

She looked forward.

In front of her, a young girl stood. Brown curls were cut to her shoulder, matching curious brown eyes. She wore tights under her shorts, light brown leather boots giving her an extra inch in height.

Her sweater was blue with pink stripes.

"Congratulations. You have defeated the enemy." The girl said. "Now, you must rebuild the world I helped destroy."

"Mom..." she whispered. The child smiled, starting to glow. Soon, it was so bright that Aliza had to look away. When she looked back, an older woman stood there.

Blue eyes stared at her purple ones, and Aliza looked so much like her. Frisk held her arms out, and then she was burying herself in red yarn and the smell of roses and honey.

"My baby." Frisk whispered, stroking her . "My darling little baby. I missed you."

"I missed you too." The child whimpered. Tears fell down her cheeks. She could feel tears plopping into her hair.

"I have to go though." Frisk whispered, pulling away. "Goodbye, my darling Aliza."

-_-

"It was my fault."

Aliza glanced at Flowey. It had been a rough few weeks. The monsters that still had most of their sanity intact had to round up the insane in order to put them through counseling. Half of the same went to go tend to the fields.

"Chara threatened me. She told me Frisk was pregnant, and she threatened to kill her unless she was out of the Underground. So...I'm sorry."

"It's alright. You were doing what you thought was right." the girl said, stroking his head. At sound of footsteps, Flowey disappeared into the ground.

Sans sat down next to her. Aliza simply leaned on him.