Nobody said a word. Chara just sat down next to me, and the boy ran off to sit by his friend. I frowned.

"It's okay, brother. I'm not going to hurt you... this time." They whispered.

I frowned again, and felt like crying. I knew exactly what they were talking about. The end of the genocide routes that Frisk had taken.

I cried, "P-please don't kill me!"

"Not in this timeline. This timeline is perfect so far, and I would HATE to ruin Frisk's 'perfect ending', even if it means YOU get to LIVE." They growled.

I sighed, "Okay..."

"You should be glad I'm sparing you. In the next timeline, you won't be so lucky." They warned.

I nodded, "I know."

"Good." They smiled.

Frisk walked over to us at one of the stops, "Hey, Azzy! Hi, Chara!"

"Howdy, Frisk!" I shouted, cheerfully.

Chara grumbled, "Greetings..."

"Can I sit with you guys?" Frisk asked.

I nodded.

Chara frowned, "Can't you sit somewhere else?"

Frisk ignored Chara and sat next to me.

"Asriel... are you excited for your first day of school? In a school filled with humans?" Frisk asked.

I smiled, "Yes, actually."

"I haven't seen either of you since the barrier broke. Where did you go?" Frisk asked.

Chara sighed, "An old friend's place. You?"

"I live with Toriel." Frisk smiled, looking at me.

I sunk into my seat, "... does Mom talk about me?"

"Yes. A lot, actually. Talking about how nice and kind you are. You should hear her while she tells stories about you. She sounds really hearbroken, and she hasn't told me how you died yet. She told me she'd tell me when I was ready to know." Frisk frowned, "She starts to cry, as well."

I frowned, "... but you already know how I died."

"Yeah... but I don't want her to know!" Frisk shouted, "Anyway... where did you go?"

I sighed, "I'm not telling you."

"Why not?" Frisk asked.

I frowned.

The bus stopped and I ran out there, after taking my backpack. Nobody stopped me or followed me. I checked my schedule and walked quickly to my first class.