Frisk had another dream that night. This one wasn't so bad. In fact, It was good. Frisk knew this, dispite the fact that the dream started in pitch blackness. Frisk walked a bit, untill he came to the same patch of grass he met Flowey in. Only Flowey wasn't there. 

It was Asriel. 

The small goat child turned around to look at Frisk. Frisk waved, smiling. "...Frisk...?" Asriel said, a small hint of disbelief in his voice. Frisk nodded, that smile still on his face. "Frisk...." Asriel breathed. "Please... Help me..." The goat child began to cry. "I-I want to see Mom and Dad again... Help me..." Frisk walked over and hugged Asriel, comforting him. "We're coming. Don't worry. Stay Determined..." He said, right before the dream ended.

Frisk looked out his window upon waking up. Today they set off to gather their friends so they could finally free Asriel. 

*The dream fills you with Determination...*

Yep. You guys probably hate me for another intermission. But *throws on MLG shades for possibly no reason* Haters gonna hate m8.