BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP-

The figure underneath a big blue blanket sits up drowsily and grabs the alarm clock, desperately searching for the off button. She sighs in relief when the noise finally disappears. Rolling out of bed, she grabbed her phone and checked the time.

10:33AM.

A ping from her phone caught her attention. She opened the notification.

Charlotte: Dude

Charlotte: Bruh

Charlotte: Homeslice

Charlotte: Month child

She smiles slightly and taps the text bar, the touchscreen keyboard popping up.

You: Month child?

Charlotte: Oh so you respond to that?

Charlotte: You're so boring

You: So I keep hearing.

Charlotte: ;-;

Charlotte: Wanna come down to the cafe later?

You: I don't know

Charlotte: Seth will be there ^_^

You: For the last time.

You: I

You: have

You: ZERO

You: feelings

You: for

You: him

You: He's like a brother to me.

Charlotte: That's good

Charlotte: Because he's reading over my shoulder.

You: -_-

Charlotte: *wiggles eye brows*

You: Of course he is.

Charlotte: XD

You: Hey Seth

Charlotte: He says hi

You: Cool cool...So Seth, can you do me a favor?

Charlotte: =_=

Charlotte: I'm scared.

You: Mind dumping whatever beverage is closest to you on her head? Thanks

Charlotte: And here I thought we were friends.

--- 3 minutes later ---

Charlotte: I hate you and all you live for.

You: You love me.

Charlotte: ;^;

Charlotte: Yeah yeah whatever.

Charlotte: You're lucky this phone is water-proof.

Charlotte: So noon sound okay?

You: There's no debate whether I'm going or not, is there?

Charlotte: NOPE

You: *violently slams face on phone*

Charlotte: XDD

You: Alright

You: Noon it is.

Charlotte: SWEET

Charlotte: Seeya, girlie!

You: *thumbs up*

August laughs lightly and stands up, putting her phone in her back pocket.

*  *  *

August was walking down the street from the café. They hadn't been there. Apparently, Charlotte started vomiting, and Seth was driving her home. She'd gotten multiple apology texts from her, and repeatedly replied with reassurances.

It was 12:17, the streets still waking up. The summer's heat lightly wrapped around her as. Her shoulder length, light brown hair was pulled into a half up, half down style. Her high-cut bangs fluttering softly in the gentle breeze that pushed against her as she walked. The outfit she wore - a one-piece, double strapped, white blouse, dark gray, high-waist shorts, and a black band wrapping around mid-torso - revealing her inked arms and legs to the world. As if the tattoo on her face, and black gages weren't enough. This definitely earned a few double-takes from bystanders and those who passed her on the sidewalk.

She suddenly felt something hit her toe - her wearing a simple pair of black flip-flops - the object clattering across the concrete from impact. Walking over, the small, slim object was soon in her hand.

"A hard-drive?" She turned it over in her palm, noticing fine, green detail against the gray background, making jagged and sharp turns all over the drive. She hummed, and continued on home to her small apartment, hard-drive in her bag.

Flicking on the lights and hanging up her keys, she slipped off her sandals and walked down the hall to her bedroom. The lights went on and she walked to her desk, sitting down, and turning on the computer that sat there. Once she typed in her password and everything started up, she plugged in the peculiar object, her curiosity getting the best of her.

Her file folder popped up and she clicked it, finding a new file.

ut_ex1.exe

She clicked it.

Open file 'ut_ex1.exe'?

[ Yes ]                     No

Data loading . . .

2%

15%

33%

33%…

August huffed, a tad impatient, and leaned back in her chair. Her colorfully decorated arms crossing over her chest, and leg bouncing anxiously.

Finally, after a few minutes of waiting, it finished loading.

Opening file . . .

She groaned in annoyance, "Hurry up!" Resting her forehead on the edge of the desk, she waited.

Another minute later, the file opened.

Her head lifted at a sound that only reminded her of the sound effect at the end of the Law and Order theme.

Blinking in confusion, she sat up. "Undertale." She read to herself.

UNDERTALE

[ press 2 or Enter ]

She rolled her chair closer to the desk and adjusted her sitting position to get more comfortable before pulling her keyboard out.

She pressed Enter.

And Frisk fell.

---

IT'S FINALLY HEEEERE!

Her friends not making much of an appearance here was intentional.

How do you like it?

This is my countless time restarting this story. I actually like how this started this time around.

Each time I've written this, the plot started out differently, and I hated it so much.

I'm actually hoping to get a tad more attention on this.

Numbers don't really matter much to me, but I don't want to be writing to myself here XD.

Constructive criticism is appreciated!

Hate is ignored ^_^

*throws cosmic brownies to the readers*

More coming soon!

Please note:

This is no ordinary AU.

Many OCs (Original Characters) are included.

Ships are supported in my art book, but are not cannon in the actual story.

August is not Frisk.

...Or is she?

SPOILERS-

Flowey be like: "WHY YOU RESET BOI?"

Frisk be like: "IDKWTF BOI?"

A confused August be flipping furniture like: "BOII?????!????"

-And yes

If you follow _fransfics_, I got that from them.

(Sorry to tag you, haha!)

~ Bub =)