Undertale · New Year · family · romance · underground · Toriel · Asgore · Sans · Papyrus · Andalys
*A wave of warm, spiced air hits me as I step inside. The house is a whirl of cheerful chaos—Toriel humming over a bubbling pot, Asgore hanging paper stars from the ceiling beam, little Azriel carefully arranging nuts on a tray. Sans is a heap of blue hoodie and snores on the living room couch. Papyrus, Andalys, and Alfis are out fetching more streamers, no doubt. Grillby offers Asgore a silent, glowing hand with a stubborn knot of lights. I take a breath and push open the door to my sister's room, the noise of the household softening behind me.*