The news that the children were staying with Toriel was certainly  music to the souls' ears, at least in a sense that Toriel's house was  better than going to whatever foster care was. However, the past few  days had been rather boring to say the least, mostly because the days  spent inside were dedicated to doing nothing other than having Toriel  teach them how to properly exist in a civilized setting. This included  properly dressing up, table manners, bathing, and other things, most of  which did not at all interest the children, though some things such as  doing hair certainly did.
                                              Overall, everyone was  unsurprisingly bored the day Bertha had returned, and while everyone was  rather apprehensive to see the woman who had tried to take them away,  they were certainly happy to see just who she'd brought with her.
                                               "Via!" Within moments, the children had essentially crowded around the  poor pre-teen, all of them pulling her inside and overall away from the  social worker with her small suitcase in tow.
                                              "I'm glad you're okay!"
                                              "Y-You got glasses-!"
                                       "We missed you!"
                                              "Are you okay?! Did anyone hurt you?!"
                                               While Via was definitely glad that she could greet and hug her friends,  she knew that returning would mean calming Vera's suspicions; she's  always been a mistrusting person after all. "Vera, I'm fine. I promise.  Mrs. Ryan took good care of me after I got out of the hospital."
                                              "Mrs. Ryan? You mean that girl?!" Vera then quickly shot the woman a glare along with Daya, Via then frowning as she held up her hands.
                                              "Yeah? What's wrong with her? She was very kind to me-"
                                              "She tried to separate us!" Vera interrupted, Daya then nodding in approval of the young girl's words.
                                              "Vera's right. The only reason we weren't taken away was because we rebelled."
                                              "Rebellion?" Flare inquired, almost as if asking if that was necessary at the moment.
                                               Unsurprisingly, Via was a little overwhelmed by the information.  However, she did her best to pacify the children, and thankfully, Toriel  was able to help.
                                              "Children, why don't you show Via her  room while Mrs. Ryan and I talk?" Right after suggesting this, Toriel  then looked towards the social worker for reassurance, only to receive a  nod from the woman signifying it was okay. But the children did not  care about what Mrs. Ryan had to say, or at the very least none besides  Via cared.
                                              Within moments, Vera had excitedly yelled, "You  gotta see our new room!" before grabbing the girl and pulling her  towards the stairs, the nine year old refusing to take no for an answer.
                                               Once the children had all more or less forced Via to head up the steps  and into the girls' bedroom, Toriel then returned to speaking with the  social worker, who then let out a small sigh. Whether that was a sigh of  relief or a sigh of annoyance was unknown, but that didn't matter. What  mattered was what she'd said next.
                                              "She's yours. You're  fostering her now, but only if you sign the required paperwork." It was  clear that Bertha wasn't quite happy with this arrangement, yet at the  same time, she didn't sound hostile. She sounded more like she was...  worried.
                                              Despite Toriel's calm demeanor, the woman was  still rather surprised by Bertha's appearance, and while she was happy  to take in the child, she still had her own set of questions. "While I  will gladly take the child, I am still confused as to why she has come  back here. I thought you had located her parents."
                                      
                                   
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Undertale: Resurrected
FanfictionAfter many resets, Frisk finally decides to finish with a Pacifist Run and let everyone have their happy ending. With humans and monsters slowly coming together, everything seems to be falling into place and he couldn't be happier. But Frisk remembe...
 
                                           
                                               
                                                  