Frisk's alarm clock went off, she hadn't had an alarm clock since she was living in the foster home before she fell into the Underground, so she jumped when she heard the loud beep beep beep of the alarm clock she hit the snooze button not even knowing why her mother -Toriel- had bothered to set it so early, school didn't start for almost a week! Frisk rolled over trying to go back to sleep. . , and failing, she hadn't been woken from deep sleep while in the Underground.
Wow, I never would have guessed that being in the Underground would spoil me. Frisk thought. After about ten minutes of tossing and turning she finally gave up and went downstairs to find Sans taping a note to the fridge "hey San-" she started to say but he vanished right in front of her face before she could finish the sentence, wow, that was the first time she saw him actually take a shortcut, after getting over her shock she read the note, it said; Hey Frisk, Sans here, You moms gone shopping for school supplies (for her not you don't worry) and she asked if I could bring you to her when you wake up, seeing as you slept through your alarm, also, I'm behind you now.
At the last bit she spun around to find that Sans was indeed right behind her. "Wow," he said. "You really read that note quickly! I literally put it there three minutes ago." She decided not to tell him she already knew that and just asked. "So, you driving me to the store?" "Nope!" He said. "Follow me." He walked out the back door, and, grabbing a muffin off the counter she followed Sans out the door, and found herself right behind Toriel who was perusing varies pens. "Hey Tori," Sans said. "We're here." "Ah! Just in time Sans, I'm trying to pick out a pen that would fit Frisk perfectly, which do you think?" Toriel asked without turning around. "I dunno," Sans said noncommittally right before he left, like normal Frisk didn't see him at all, she just turned around and he wasn't there. "Oh well," Toriel said. "Which one would you like?" After picking out all the necessary supplies Toriel stopped off at the clothing section. "So, the school uniform calls for, um, let's see," she said pulling out a list. "Shorts that are at least six inches long and a shirt does not let your belly button show." "Mom!" Frisk said. "Lower your voice talking about human anatomy in public, it's embarrassing!" Toriel laughed and tousled Frisk's hair, it was a little joke they had after Toriel read a book about the phycology of teenage angst, and told Frisk the exact definition. It took ten minutes.
After they picked out clothing that followed the guidelines given by the school, they picked out notebooks and binders and two backpacks. "Why do I need two?!" Frisk asked. "Because one will have school stuff in it and the other will have sleepover items in it, speaking of which, do you know where the sleeping bags are my child?" Frisk was speechless, in the foster home they barely had enough money to clothe all of the poor orphans they had staying there, not that they had bad intentions they just didn't have quite enough money for everyone. "My child, Frisk!" Toriel was saying. "Hello?" Oops!Frisk thought, ever since Chara had gotten her go almost all the way to genocide she had been zoning out like that. "The camping things are over there mom." Frisk said gesturing toward aisles five, six and seven. "Very helpful my child." Toriel said rolling her large caring eyes.
Later, on they're way home they ran into Papyrus, "WHY HELLO THERE FRISK." He said making her flinch from his volume, this only made him happier thinking that she was enjoying the sound of his voice. "SO, HAVE YOU BEEN TO MY RESTAURANT YET?" He asked. "You have a restaurant?" Frisk asked stunned. "Really?!" "WELL," Papyrus said slowly. "I DON'T QUITE OWN IT, OR MAKE THE FOOD THERE, OR HANDLE THE FOOD IN ANY WAY, BUT I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS WILL ONE DAY GET A BETTER JOB THERE AND WILL BECOME A MASTER CHEF IN THE HIGH QUALITY RESTAURANT IN WHICH I NOW CLEAN TABLES AFTER HOURS AT!" "What high quality restaurant? Toriel asked. "we could drop by and visit you sometime!" "THE BACKYARD GRIDDLE DINER AND CASINO." Toriel flinched. "Okay, we'll be sure to drop by sometime." "THANK YOU QUEEN TORIEL!" Papyrus said. "Um, I'm not queen anymore, Papyrus I'm just-" but Papyrus didn't hear her over his own humming as he skipped away. "Are we really going to visit him?" Frisk asked slowly. "Probably not my child," Toriel said. "Good!" Said Frisk.
They laughed the rest of the way home.
Okay, chapter one out! I hope you liked it! Sorry if it started off a bit slow but I promise, it'll get better, I plan to have things start to get interesting at about chapter three and after that things will happen rather quickly, also, please comment, do you want this book to have lots of PTA meetings or just kinda use the character from the AU?
I also want to say I almost died holding in the laughter after coming up with the Backyard Griddle Diner and Casino, I was holding it in because it was LATE at night (or very early depending on your train of thought :P) and I do have stuff planned there later.