It's been 3 months since Frisk died, Sans visits her grave everyday. Searching Searching for his Sweatheart...

The second part of the fanfic of Flowerfell: Overgrowth. I did not make the first part, and the second part has as of now not been viewed by the creator of the AU of Undertale or by the writer of Overgrowth, part 1. This is an unofficial part 2, and I believe there is an official one. You can read the first part here, and I HIGHLY suggest you do, as you will not understand most of the story without it. Here is the link (Hope it works, Im not one to usually use Wattpad): http://archiveofourown.org/works/5734642 If it doesnt work, just copy and paste it into your URL Bar at the top left, and if even that dont work, search for 'Overgrowth Undertale fanfic Flowerfell AU' in Google and you will find it eventually. Overgrowth, part 1 has been written by SociopathicArchangel on Archive of our Own and he/she (sorry) has given me permission to write a second part. This Story contains similair content to Overgrowth, and thus it has some scenes of violence and is something your supposed to be sad about, but Im not sure that will work since this is my first ever close-to-finished story. Hope you enjoy, and have a nice day regardless! :D

Based on the Underfell fanfiction "Overgrowth." Please read it before you read this. All of the underground knows of the song. It's sung at funerals and as lullabies. It's a haunting melody that often rings throughout the minds of monsters. But even after they gain their freedom to live in the new world of hope, it's tune has never left Sans. In memory of my precious nephew and great uncle. Rest in peace.