"Wake up, Frisk!" A voice called, it was familiar, but you couldn't make it out. Frisk slowly opened their eyes, to see a figure over them. "Have you forgotten about me Frisk?" The voice weeped. "No-" Frisk started, "Have you REALLY forgotten who is in control here?" Images flashed before Frisk's vision. Blurs of blood dripping from the mouth of Toriel, Her arms spread wide to you. "Mom!" Frisk called, looking down to see a knife held firmly in their grasp. They couldn't move. They are forced to watch their adopted mother crumble away to dust. Leaving behind the books, the pies, everything. "Do you see… Frisk? You wish you could forget the AMAZING times we had together, but i'll make sure you remember. Every. Last. Part." Frisk could tell the voice was smiling. Their vision turned to darkness, and all they could see were two, dark, glowing red eyes.
Frisk sat up with a gasp. They clutched their shirt tightly. Frisk's breaths were ragged, their eyes brimmed with tears. "What was that?" Frisk thought to themself. Frisk knew sleep wasn't going to come back to them, they glanced to the small clock perched by their bed. "3:27" It read. "Great." Frisk groaned, they swung their legs over the side of the twin bed. They quickly rubbed the tears from their eyes and got up. Frisk couldn't make sense of what they saw. It was so… Real…. They hurried out of their room and crept silently to the bathroom. Their face had dark circles under them, they hated how red their face was. Frisk quickly turned on the water and splashed it in their face.
Once they were in the hallway, they didn't know what to do with themselves. They were to scared to sleep. They crept down the hall, past Papyrus and San's room. They could hear the dull roar of Pap's snores. The next door down was Alphy's and Undyne's. It was a smaller room, but it fit them just fine. The next door was Toriels room, Frisk stood in front of it nervously. The nightmare was horrifying. Frisk opened the door slightly, and felt relieved to see Toriel there, sleeping soundly. Her face looked so peaceful. Frisk smiled and quietly shut the door.
They turned a corner to the stairs. Slowly they drug their bare feet down them. Everything was in place, the board game they were playing was sprawled across the coffee table. The couch had pillows and blankets piled messily on top. A small light in the kitchen glowed bright enough for Frisk to see the leftover spaghetti mess they had made. It filled Frisk with joy, "what a silly dream." Frisk told themself. They found a comfy spot in front of the window and looked to the stars with joy. They were twinkling brightly. Frisk loved that now every monster could see them, see their beauty. All the monsters are loving the outside world more and more each day. The humans are slowly learning to accept them for what they are. The calm of the night was much different than the daytime. From the bustling of cars, and scurrying of busy monsters and humans, it made things hard to truly take in, but now, Frisk could really absorb the world they call home. See every sidewalk, every streetlamp and house, the freshly mowed yards, and flowers in bloom. Frisk let these sights take them away into a daydream, of eternal comfort.
"Hey kid, you still up?" Frisk jumped, and turned around to see Sans. They were surprised to see anyone else awake. "Don't worry, I get scary dreams too." Sans said, walking over to Frisk. "Whatcha lookin at?" Sans's voice was soft, much gentler than normal. "The stars." Frisk said quietly. "Yeah, they are really out of this world." Sans winked, Frisk could barely hold back a chuckle. "Anyways, it's late kiddo. Why don't i let you sleep with me and Paps tonight? It's better than staying up all night and being bone tired in the morning." Frisk nodded and grabbed the skeletons hand, as they walked up to bed.