Reincarnatefell

It's been 20 years since Frisk became the seventh soul to break the Barrier, and now all of the Monster Race are living on the surface thanks to her.

Sans now an older and less depressed skeleton is living a normal life with his family and friends.

Ever since his Sweetheart died he had a difficult time moving on without her, and due to this he developed a condition called Philophobia or fear of falling in love, due to his trauma of Frisk's Death.

But what happens when he meets the new employee of his local flowershop who looks strikingly similar to his long lost love?

Will the new girl heal his broken soul after 20 years of heartbreak, or Will Sans help the new girl remember who she was in her past life with him?

Asriel: Oh F*ck,.....um how the h*ll am I going to answer this Sans?

Sans: Don't look at me Prince Weed it's your question not mine

Asriel: To be honest Laly..... I don't have a F*cking clue as to how I become myself again, it's just..... one day I was sleeping in the living room of my parents and the next day my parents found me beside the sofa as my 10 years old self again,......I don't really know who or how I got my old body back.... but if I were to meet them.... I want to say thank you to them for their for giving me a soul to live again

*Outside but near to San's House*

???: Your very welcome Prince Asriel, I'm grateful for giving you a new soul, though it's not the time to meet me in person just yet, But one we meet Prince Asriel Dreemurr

Sans: Heh, it's k you don't need to apologize Aqib, sometimes it just happens once in awhile understand?, Welp great to meet you again Aqib, Prince Weed?

*Busy texting his girlfriend Charla on his phone when Sans alerted him*

Asriel: Huh? Oh, um nice to finally meet you Aqib, now excuse while I text as to how my girlfriend got a delicious chocolate cake

*Asriel started chatting his girlfriend again, as Aqib sweatdrops, while Sans sighs at his Best Friend's antics

And howdy Azzy! How are ya doing?

Riska: Oh um.... ok then goodbye Aqib.....*In her mind* Strange....

* Back at San's House*

Asriel: Hey thanks for inviting me to your Smiley Trasgbag

Sans: Heh, no problem Prince Weed

Asriel: So do you wanna answer your questions now Sans?

Sans: F*ck yeah I'm ready to answer questions, I feel so much better after the walk

Asriel: Well ok then, let's see what we've got

*Sans checked on his blog to see if someone asked a question*

Sans: *Smirks* Well I'll be it's from Aqibnishad27 or Aqib Asriel

Asriel: *Confused* Who's Aqib Sans?

Sans: Well he's the guy that asked me if I'm ok, and after I answered his question I chickened out for a walk

Asriel: Oh ok, so what did he ask?

Sans: Well he asked how are you doing

And I also love chocolates, like Charla and Sofia! Mind if I join them? With your permission tho

Both Charla and the stranger girl who's name is Sofia are both chatting while they eat Sofia's chocolate cake after she suddenly barged and broke their door

Both Riska and Charla were confused at the intruder's sudden intrusion after breaking their door when Charla saw the chocolate cake the strange girl was carrying

Charla: *Le Gasp* IS THAT CHOCOLATE CAKE!!! I LOVE CHOCOLATE RELATED FOODS ESPECIALLY IF IT'S CAKE THEN I'LL ACCEPT IT, I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU ARE AND WHY YOU JUST BARGED AND DESTROY OUR DOOR, BUT YOU STRANGER GIRL ARE ALWAYS WELCOME TO JOIN US SINCE YOU BOUGHT CHOCOLATE CAKE!!!!!!

Riska: Hey sis take a look at this

Charla: Uuuuhhh what is it Risk can't you see I'm Texting my boyfriend Asriel?

Riska: Yeah I know but somebody asked us a question on our blog

Charla: WHAT!!!, Really who is it!!??

Riska: Well someone by the name of aqibnishad27 asked how is our flower business

Charla: Huh?, You mean Aunt Gardenia's flowershop? lame

Riska: *Scolding* Charla don't be so rude!

Charla: Whatever Riska I'm going to Text Azzy if he's available for our date tonight

Riska: *Sighs* What am I going to do with you Charla

I heard that my "other uncle bone" from another Au is sad after the loss of his sweetheart so I gave him a hug.