Lunch passed by rather quick and you were already back on your way to your dorm. Students were still talking about you and Asriel, which didn't surprise you. Why wouldn't they? Everyone was thinking you were dating by now. It was only a matter of time before they would begin asking stupid questions, until people would begin attacking you or Asriel for reasons only they will understand.

As you continued walking down the endlessly stretching hallways, where lockers were strung together like rows of dominoes, you caught numerous students looking at you. Some of their looks held envy others disdain and yet others seemed heartbroken. You almost, ALMOST, felt sorry for everyone that actually believed the illusion you conjured up. In the end, these people had no one to blame but themselves. They blindly believed what they saw, not once asking questions.

Not bothering to waste another thought on them, you continued walking towards the general direction of your room. Just as you were about to pass through the door that connected the main building with the dormitories, you were stopped by a visibly upset student.

"Just who do you think you are?" The dreadful screeching, of what you could only assume to be a banshee, pierced through your ears.

"Excuse me?" It took her only five seconds and you already felt how you ears began to twitch uncontrollably. This woman looked and acted like embodiment of the overused evil queen trope.

"How dare you, a lowly peasant, bother Asriel with your repulsive presence?" Lovely, it was another one of those pompous dimwits attacking you.

"Just who the hell are you?" You hissed back at her. It was people like that that made you furious.

"I do not have to answer to a lowborn like you." She turned her head away from you as she spoke down to you.

While you were visibly struggling to contain you rapidly intensifying rage, Asriel did... something. It almost seemed as if he was typing something on his phone. You weren't quite sure what it was but he had a devilish smirk across his face. He had a plan and judging by his face it must be evil.

"To be honest, I too would like who you are." Asriel tried his best to sound like royalty, with moderate success.

A shiver of disgust ran down his spine as he shook her hand. He obviously wanted to get away from this lovely individual in front of you.

"I shall forgive you for your inappropriate approach, seeing that you must have spend more time than you should have around that... thing." She pointed at you with disgust on her face.

Something began to feel odd, as if unfathomably dark and dangerous magic began to manifest. Asriel seemed to be the center of that dark, suffocating force. Not once did you took the time to closely study his face before, but you were pretty sure that those black streaks running underneath his eyes were new. You were pretty sure that the entirety of his fur was white as snow, you know for a fact it was. After all you did saw Asriel in his entirety, a picture you couldn't forget no matter how much you try.

"I am Anastasia von Königsburg. It is a great pleasure to finally be able to see you in person, prince Asriel." Just watching her act all high and mighty with her face that was covered in more make-up than that of a clown, it made you consider drastic measures. A simple look at her revealed that she was completely caught in a delusional perception of sovereignty and grandeur.

"Likewise." Asriel made it quite obvious that the feeling wasn't mutual, speaking in a spiteful tone.

"May I ask, why do you burden yourself with, whatever that thing is that is following you?" If she kept talking down to you like that you might end up seriously hurting her.

"That is none of your business." Asriel struggled not to shout her down, sounding stern and cold.

"Please, don't tell you intend to 'use' that toy. Abominations like that are only meant to be euthanized." That's it. Whoever this Anastasia girl is, she just crossed the line.

If your ears could twitch any faster than they already do, you'd probably take off and fly away. Your anger grew to a point where even the slightest disturbance could cause disaster.

Just as you were about to unleash your fury and tear her to tiny shreds right then and there, Toriel approached and she looked mad, furious even. Even though you have done nothing wrong, you feared for the worst. Toriel simply handed Anastasia a letter. A short moment passed, before you were overrun by an immense sense of satisfaction.

"EXPELLED? How DARE you?" She screeched enraged, face warped by surprise and disbelief.

"For breaching our no-tolerance policy. Your room has already been vacated. If you don't leave now I'll have campus security escort you outside." Toriel sounded like she had very little sympathy.

"I, no. The Königsburg family will NOT stand for this. This is preposterous. I simply speak what everyone thinks. This freak should not exist." She continued to freak out, hurling insults at you.

The more you think about it, the more you wanted to laugh. How pitiful was that girl to get so offended by your mere existence. You still wanted to tear her to shreds though.

"Miss von Königsburg, I am not going to say it again. Leave now or I will contact campus security." Toriel repeated herself, sounding less and less patient.

Anastasia threw her hands up, spewing out insults in an entirely different language and left.

In an instant, the atmosphere began to change. The aura of danger and death faded and overall things seemed much more peaceful.

"I see you two are getting along." It amazed you how quickly Toriel could switch from 'dead serious' to 'loving mother'.

"Yes, we are." Asriel chirped back, smiling all the way. The black stripes that were present just a second ago seemed to have vanished.

"I'm glad to hear that." A motherly smile spread across Toriel's face. "Take care and don't forget to study."

You and Asriel watched as Toriel left and disappeared in one of the countless hallways.

"How did she knew what was going on?" You turned to face Asriel in confusion.

"I called her so she could listen to what was going on. And it looked like she came just in time. I was just about to send that girl six feet under." Asriel sounded like was still mad.

You knew perfectly well just how dangerous you could be when you were mad but Asriel, he was in a completely different league. No matter how cute and innocent he might look, with his long and floppy ears, these two adorable fangs and that smile that always says 'I'm there for you', something about him wasn't quite right.

He looked like he was about to snap, and should that ever happen you really want to be far, far away. That magic he summoned up, it felt as if it could erase the very fabric that binds this, and every other universe. It was mildly terrifying, knowing that someone like Asriel possessed such power.

"What would have remained of her. If it wasn't for Toriel's on time arrival, I would have turned that girl into minced meat." You took a deep breath, composing yourself as much as possible.

"How about we go to the arcade, I think I saw a fighting game there. Perfect to let off some steam, don't you think so?" Asriel quickly changed the topic and of course he just had to give you the puppy eyes.

"You know what, that doesn't sound bad." While your ears were still flickering slightly, you were mostly composed by now.

"Great, let's go then." Asriel turned around a little too quickly, smacking you with one of his ears by accident.

While it didn't hurt, you still looked rather displeased. Today looked like another classic case of 'not my day' syndrome.

The moment Asriel noticed what happened, a bright blush began to spread over his face, shining through his pure-white fur.

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry." He tried to hide his face with his hands, but failed to do so.

"Don't worry about it." You remained nonchalant. Or at least you tired. Your ears were still twitching ever so slightly.

"Well then, let's go. The arcade is waiting for us." Asriel, sounding quite content, grabbed your hand and was ready to drag you along with him.

Just as you were about to leave the campus grounds, you remembered the reason why you ate at the cafeteria in the first place.

"Weren't we supposed to learn our scripts?" Your voice sounded almost worried but the caprine monster in front of you didn't even think about stopping.

"Nonsense. We still have plenty of time to learn them. Also, it's our last day before classes start. We should enjoy it as much as we can." Asriel sounded carefree. Not a single worry seemed to be on his mind, even though he just got a student expelled.

Instead of protesting, or in any other way rejecting him, you decided to let him drag you along. Asriel tried his very best to befriend you and even though he can be a little clumsy, he seems to be a nice guy. Maybe too nice for his own good.

Halfway through town he returned to a more casual walk and finally let go of your hand. Having Asriel drag you along through town did feel a little awkward. On the other hand, watching his long, floppy ears wave in the wind was kind of amusing.

Only a few minutes later and you arrived at the arcade, where you were once again welcomed by it's neon interior.

"Wait, do we even have chips to play these games?" You asked, catching Asriel's attention.

"Yep, I still have a bunch of them left." He answered cheerfully, his smile becoming more and more contagious.

"C'mon, the game's right over there." And Asriel dashed off, dragging you with him.

The game he wanted to play with you looked relatively new. The graphics looked sharp and detailed, the motions were fluid and the soundtrack was pretty decent too. The display was currently showing a demo fight. Unlike most beat em ups, where movement was two dimensional, this one featured three dimensional movement. Some stages even featured breakable walls or floors, some both, others neither.

"Do you have any idea how to play this game, because I don't." Asriel looked at you, his clueless expression making him look almost adorable.

"Nope, not a single clue." Your response was plain but honest.

"Well, guess we'll just have to mash buttons and hope for the best." How does he manage to stay optimistic all the time?

Asriel inserted a chip into the machine and choose the two player option. Seeing that neither of you know how to play the game, you decided to let chance choose your characters. Once the stage loaded and the fight began, you and Asriel began to franticly push buttons in hopes to land a combo. While Asriel was out luck you somehow chained together attack after attack, much to Asriel's displeasure. You had no idea what was happening but you somehow managed to win.

Asriel clearly wouldn't have it and immediately challenged you to a rematch. This time he choose the character you last played while you let the RNG decide your fate. The next stage loaded and Asriel instantly began to push buttons and directions, causing his character to do a handstand, roll backwards, do another handstand, flop like a fish out of water and do yet another handstand. The clicking of his claws against the button echoed through the arcade.

You decided to be merciful and occasionally pushed a few button, blocking most of Asriel's incoming attacks.

Once again, you emerged victorious causing Asriel to throw his hand up in frustration.

"How? HOW?! This is stupid!" Asriel began ranting.

You began to chuckle. Seeing Asriel, a snow white, innocent looking monster, throw such a tantrum just because he lost at a game. It was almost a little childish.

"Best of five wins!" He challenged you to another rematch, determined to win.

"Fine by me." You simply agreed.

Another random selection of characters and stage later and Asriel actually tried to employ the character's moves through trial and error. You decided to let him win and just stood there, only attacking to open your defense.

"WHAT? WHY? Why would you add a move that damages your own character?" Asriel began shouting once again. He somehow found a move that would hurt his own character.

Even though you consciously tried to let him win, Asriel still managed to lose against you.

"Final round, winner takes all!" Even after losing three matches in a row, each loss more embarrassing, Asriel was determined to win at least once.

"Alright then." You agreed, even though you were hesitant about it.

Yet another chip was inserted into the machine and once more both of you let fate choose your characters. Once the stage loaded in, the final fight began. The mindless bashing of button could be heard all throughout the arcade, raising numerous eyebrows from other visitors.

You started off strong, accidentally deploying a combo that chopped off about two-thirds off Asriel's health in the first five seconds. Asriel's emerald eyes were fixed on the screen as he stared in disbelief. Seconds later, his otherwise loving and caring expression changed to seething rage.

"THIS IS BULLSHIT! NO! I do NOT accept this. You're cheating." Frustrated, Asriel turned away from the machine with his arms crossed.

Seeing that Asriel obviously rage-quitted, you decided to finish the job. With just a few more attacks you defeated your opponent, a golden 'perfect' flashing over the screen.

"SERIOUSLY? That's just rude." Asriel seemed almost offended that you would just defeat him, even though he has given up.

"Really? You gave up, I win by default." You didn't really know how to react so you decided to remain factual.

"NO. You're cheating, I win! End of discussion!" He turned his back towards you, continuing his childish tantrum.

People began staring at you and Asriel, unsure about what exactly was going on.

"Alright, fine. You win." In an attempt to cut this awkward situation as short as possible, you decided to give in.

Asriel didn't budge. It was as if he was deeply offended.

"Seriously? You're really going down that road? C'mon now, you're better than that." You tried to appease the obviously huffy goat monster in front of you.

"You CAN make it up to me." Asriel really did sound like a child right now.

"I'm listening." With the expectation that Asriel is going to say something incredibly stupid, you showed yourself ready for negotiation.

"Kiss me." He demanded, sounding completely serious.

"And I thought you were better than that." You expected something stupid, but this is just disappointing.

"If you don't kiss me, I won't look at you for the rest of the day." Asriel really wanted that kiss.

"I can live with that." Much to Asriel's dismay, you simply shrugged his offer off.

"A kiss on the cheek is enough." He was already giving in and turned around, sounding almost like he was pleading.

"Please?" The moment he saw your unflinching expression he knew that he had nothing to say in this negotiation.

After the shortest staring in history Asriel gave up, his head hanging low as his ears dangled in front of his face.

"Sorry for throwing such a tantrum." He sounded apologetic and embarrassed.

In an attempt to console him you gently patted his shoulders, hoping it would signal him that everything's alright.

"How about we go back to campus? I don't really feel like playing games anymore." Asriel looked back up to you again, his expression speaking volumes. He was done for today.

You simply nodded and left the arcade with Asriel closely following behind.

The walk back to campus was awkwardly quite. Neither of you found a topic to talk about and everything you could talk about would make things even more awkward than they already were.

It was around 6 p.m. when you arrived back on the campus grounds and after a quick stop in the cafeteria, you returned to your room.

Hoping you could put the rest of the day to good use, you continued reading through the script. But something wasn't quite right. Every time you glanced over the books edge, you saw Asriel and just how glum his expression seemed.

He was facing downwards, his long ears idly swinging back and forth slightly. What happened at the arcade today really seems to bother him.

"Asriel, are you alright?" You spoke to him in the softest voice you could muster up.

"Hmm, yeah. Don't worry about me." He sounded like he didn't want to bother you as he looked up briefly.

"You can tell me, you know?" In an attempt to coax more out of him, you kept you comparatively soft tune.

After several minutes of silence, Asriel sighed and looked back up.

"Do you consider me to be annoying, or stupid, or just bothersome?" Asriel looked like he was about to cry, his posture limp and dejected.

"What? Why would you say that?" You were seriously worried why he would bring up something like that all of sudden.

"I mean, don't you think I'm just trying too hard. I've been so desperate to make friends with you, to become more than that, that I just... I completely forgot that some things simply aren't meant to be." Tears began forming in his eyes as he began sobbing.

"Asriel, listen. I know you're trying to be nice, I know you're trying to be my friend but I told you what happened in my past. I want to be your friend, I really do. It's just, it's difficult to trust someone when all you know is, well. I guess what I'm trying to say is, I just need time. Lots of it. All of this is completely new and foreign to me." You yourself were starting to feel a little down.

"So I should slow down a little?" Asriel's expression began to lighten up a little. A hint of hope in both, his voice and expression.

"Yeah, I guess so." With a soft, barely visible smile, you looked at Asriel.

"So I didn't blew my chances?" By now, Asriel's hopes seemed to have returned. His smile came back to his face and his posture looked like he was ready to take on the world.

"No, not at all." You chuckled slightly, Asriel sure was something.

The evening slowly faded over to night and once you were ready for bed, you immediately disappeared underneath the sheets. Classes would start tomorrow and from there on, things would get a lot busier. You just hoped things wouldn't get too hectic with Asriel, your studies and the drama club.