Crescent POV

It's been a few months since I let it out that I could understand Cross, and I'm starting to regret it. Cross and Momma started to teach me things like etiquette and royal mannerisms. It was boring as all hell, but I knew it was important. It probably helped that I saw my mother more than before, though Cross is my main teacher.

Still though, I had to stay still for them, all of them. Don't get me wrong, I could easily grasp the concepts, but I  hate staying still! Every 15 minutes I'm rolling away from the lesson because of boredom! Like now, for example, "and this is the proper hold for a tea cup." I gave Cross a dead stare. I had grown bored long ago and didn't wanna be here.

".... I know it's boring." Then why do you make me suffer through this? I thought you loved me! However, since I can't exactly talk, I blew him a spit bubble and tried to roll away, only to hear Cross sigh. The next thing I know, I'm being picked up and taken to one of my many, many baby toys. I don't necessarily like them, but their better than my lessons... they also help me figure out how to control my short, stubby arms and my tendrils.

Cross ended up sitting next to me on the floor and began to talk, "Getting these lessons out of the way early means you can focus on combat and magic training when you're old enough." I made a noise that basically conveyed what I thought, that the lessons were really fucking stupid.

Cross noticed and tried to make me feel better, "It's better to learn now than when you can move, though, right?" I pouted at him and babbled a bit, I hate that he was making sense! Though I nod non the less because he was technically right... thankfully, Cross agreed to a break, so yay! I know exactly what I'll be doing, too!

Slowly, I got onto my hands and knees to try and crawl for the first time. I was going to have freedom! Only... I fell flat onto my face. I heard Cross ask if I was okay, and I was! I've had worse pain before, so I pushed myself up to try again, only to fall on my face again. Ignoring Cross' "It may be a bit early for that." I got up and tried again, and again, and again.

I continued to stubbornly ignore him in my quest to crawl, but maybe I should have listened because I ended up falling face first on one of my hard baby toys. It had hurt enough for tears to sprout and for sniffles to start. Thankfully, Cross seemed to know healing magic and picked me up to heal me.

I ended up shedding a few, mostly silent tears. I went to wipe them away only to yelp when I accidentally hit myself and stared at my hands accusingly. I heard Cross chuckle a little before he wiped my tears away for me. I felt myself blush out of embarrassment and tried to seem upset, though I don't think it worked.

I heard him chuckle a little more before he finally stopped and pat my skull. I just puffed my cheeks out and tried to cross my arms, not that it helped at all.... Being a baby has it massive down sides, I hope I can get my freedom back soon...  Then, to my utter dismay, my lessons continued.
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I am officially a year old now! I can crawl around freely and control my stubby little arms! Lessons were still as unbearable as before, but at least I can now crawl off when it's too boring instead of rolling away! Now that I can crawl, I've been trying and failing to learn to walk. I try, try, try again, but I always fail and end up falling on my face... at this point, my harder toys are moved so I don't hurt myself.

I hear Cross mention something about not rushing, but I ignored him. I want to be able to walk, and run, and talk, and yell! I didn't mind my small body, but I at least wanted to be able to move freely and voice my thoughts! I 'informed' Cross of this with my babbles, not that he could understand what I'm saying.

After who knows how long Cross tried to... placate me? Is that the word? By saying, "You learn to walk faster than most anyway, so why rush it?" I know he was just trying to help, but it just fueled my frustration. I wanted to be able to communicate with Cross, but I couldn't and it was upsetting me to the point that my tendrils were lashing out, and I had tears of frustration falling down my cheeks.

Cross picked me up and tried his best to soothe me but I just wasn't having it and started to angry cry at not being able to communicate! It was liked I was trapped! I was trapped in my stupid baby body, not being able to walk, or run, or talk, or yell! It was suffocating!

As I angry cried I heard Cross say something that stopped my crying from shear confusion, "If you wanna talk, you could use your thought bubbles?" I looked up at him utterly confused, what did he mean by thought bubbles? Than, to my utter shock, I heard Cross, without him speaking out loud, 'like this Princess'

3rd POV

Crescent's little eye-lights widened in awe and curiosity, she immediately wanted to know how Cross was doing that! Cross chuckled at the child-like awe and curiosity before explaining to his charge, "Skeleton monsters can see people's Fonts and thusly, their thought bubbles." It was something unique to skeleton monsters, something they usually naturally tuned out from politeness.

Cross watched as the young princess took in the information before seemingly trying to concentrate. Then he heard a feint 'Li-e th-s...?' And couldn't help but smile, proud. "That's close." Crescent had only just learned of thought bubbles, and for a first try it was pretty good. Especially when you take in the fact that she's only a year old.

Crescent was beaming as Cross smiled and pat her skull gently. She was so proud and happy at now being able to communicate her thoughts and Cross was glad that she was happy. She really was adorable as a happy baby... 'Wh'n am I g'nna be ab'e to ta'k?' As much as Crescent was happy to be able to communicate, she would like to talk at some point.

Crescent was hopeful, but out right whimpered when she learned it would probably take 6-8 months before she'd be able to speak freely. Cross just smiled and pat her head said, "You'll be alright." Crescent wasn't happy and babbled her unhappiness which simply got her a sympathetic "Yeah, I know" from her caregiver. Not long after that the duo started on helping Crescent learning to talk....

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Crescent POV

I'm now two years old! I can walk and run and talk and yell to my hearts, err... souls content! Sure, I may not be the best at it, but I had gained back some freedom! The next logical step was, of course, getting out of my room and see what was beyond it! Only, I seem to be the only one who thinks so. After a few to many failed attempts, my Father had my door replaced with another one which had a much higher door knob. I could only stare daggers at the door which kept me trapped in this room as I tried to figure out a way to open it. Maybe with my tendrils?

My planning was cut short as I heard Cross sigh and say, "I don't think you can reach the knob, Princess. Not even with your tendrils, not till you're a bit taller, at least." I frowned and turned to him, "'m bor'd! 'anna go ou'!" I wanted to go exploring! I've only ever seen the hospital room I was born in and my room in my new life! I wanted out! I wanted freedom!

Cross, however, still refused. He seemed almost exhausted as he said, "Not until Nightmare allows it, you should understand how incredibly precious you are to the empire by now." I know how important I am to them, but I don't give two shits about them at the moment! I want some freedom! However, apparently Cross wasn't done, "Not only are you it's only heir, but as a reincarnate you have knowledge and wisdom from another life."  

I just stared at the person who's been raising me in my new life. What did my old life have to do with my new one? What did he mean by 'knowledge and wisdom'? Did they think she used to be an adult or something? Newsflash, I died on my 13th birthday, murdered by my human parents no less. She was in no way 'knowledgeable' or 'wise'.

I tilted my head a bit and asked, 'How old do you think I was when I died?' Seriously, I'm starting to wonder. Thankfully it wasn't long before my question was answered, "Going by your attitude, I would say teenager or so. But who knows how advance the school systems were in your world or multiverse or whatever." I hummed, it was a fair answer and he technically wasn't wrong... 'I was 13 when I died....' 

I wasn't ready to explain how, but I figured I would give him a heads up. "I see, that's young..." I guess? However apparently Cross wasn't done and spoke in a much colder tone, "Who would I need to kill as revenge?" I was surprised, but I guess I shouldn't be... I am technically a princess now after all.. but still, 'Monsters and magic didn't exist where I'm from, so you would probably have to figure out how to jump worlds...' Besides, I haven't cared about my death in a long time... I'm happy in my new life, so I don't care about what's happening in my old one.

Cross, thankfully, seemed to accept my answer though, he did continue in a lighter, more questioning tone, "I see, are you sure they didn't? They may have been locked underground still, the monsters I mean." While I could understand Cross questioning it... 'Yeah, I'm pretty sure considering there was a popular game called "UnderTale" and you said that the Original AU was named UnderTale. I don't really know what it was about, but I would take a guess that where I'm from, there aren't any secret monsters sealed in an underground...' It would have been cool though, meeting monsters.

Cross hummed as he seemed to be thinking about something for a little bit. I waited a bit before he seemed to come out of his thoughts, "Can you do me a favor? You can write, can't you? Try writing down your own AU." He then offered me some paper and a pencil. I was confused but nodded and took them from him and looked at the paper and pencil blankly before getting an idea and started to write it down.

It was a happier AU where Gaster didn't go off and fucking die, meaning he was around to raise his kids. Asriel, Chara, and all the fallen children are alive as well. The monsters weren't focused on breaking the barrier because they were digging a tunnel out of the mountain, which would work. Once that was done the monsters would be able to enter and leave the underground as they pleased. It was a simple, but happier AU, though I had no clue what to name it.

Once I was finally finished writing down the AU I could feel myself  getting pretty tired. Apparently it was close to nap time, damn by baby-bones body and it's need of so much sleep! I let out a loud yawn yawn and rubbed my eye-sockets, I must be more tired then I realized.... Before I knew it Cross had picked me up and I drifted off to sleep...

3rd POV

As Cross went to put Crescent to bed a flash of light caught  his attention and he turned just in time to see the paper vanish. That all but confirmed his theory and, it was terrifying to think what would happen if word got out. Cross made a clone and wrote down what he remembered of the AU Crescent made and left to go visit Nightmare since he needed to know. He could only hope that this stayed hidden...

~Time skip a few hours~

Crescent probably slept for a solid 5 hours before waking up. When she did, she looked around for the paper only, it was gone? She turned to Cross asking where the paper went, "Ah, I showed it to Nightmare, he said it was cute." Crescent blinked and felt some hope, she didn't get to see or hear from her father much.. 'Really?' Seeing Crescent so hopeful made Cross feel sort of guilty which he was able to hide from the young Princess. Cross was half lying but Crescent wasn't experienced enough to tell, though he was ordered to not let her make anymore out of fear of Ink or Error finding out.

"Yes but he said you shouldn't make anymore because Ink could try stealing your ideas and over create AU's again." another half lie but Crescent couldn't tell and just shrugged. She was fine with it and never would have never tried writing her own AU if Cross didn't ask and told him as much. After that the duo ate lunch together before getting back to Crescent's lessons... why her?

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Here is chapter 2! What do you think?