-Chapter 1-
The air of the Dreemurr house was tainted with the scent of bacon sizzling in the oven, its scent drifting throughout the long hallway and taking a sharp right turn up the stairs, managing to reach the ambassador of monsters' room. She stirred when she inhaled some of the delicious stench, and sat up wearily, her ruffled hair falling into a crumbled heap of brown locks on top of her head. Tucking some of the stray strands to the sides of her face so she could see better, Frisk stood up and pushed the blue blankets off of her. Her bed called out to her, but she knew she wouldn't be able to fall back asleep, and mom would probably be up in a few minutes to shake her awake anyway. There would be no use in curling up in a blanket burrito, even though the air nipped at her skin like tiny, sharp teeth made of ice. Rubbing the goosebumps on her skin, she wandered over to her wooden dresser and pulled one of her many blue and purple striped sweaters, then setting it on her bed along with a pair of jean shorts, socks, and her favorite pair of tennis shoes. Once she somehow managed to pull the brush through her tangled mess of hair, able to straighten it out somewhat, she pulled on her outfit, then went into the bathroom that was hooked up to her room to brush her teeth. After that, she collected her workbooks and notebooks from her desk and decided to head on downstairs.
Toriel's soft humming could be heard in the kitchen, and the smell of freshly cooked bacon was growing stronger with every step Frisk took down the stairs. Pots and pans were softly clanking against other metal objects. Frisk stepped down onto the carpet and quietly walked over to the couch, where her book bag lay. Frisk set down her books next to the backpack, then crept carefully over to the kitchen and peered around the corner, waiting for Toriel to notice her. Toriel's back was to Frisk at the moment, but Frisk only remained quiet and waited for the right moment. Alas, Frisk was not yet used to Toriel's indomitable mom instincts, and Toriel swiftly turned around, her dark purple dress swinging around to meet her adopted daughter, a wide smile already planted on her lips.
"Ah, well, it looks like I will not have to wake you up this morning, my child!" She exclaimed. "That is pleasant!" She ruffled Frisk's hair, earning a groan from the weary child. Toriel chuckled, then returned to cooking. "Good morning, Frisk. How did you sleep last night?"
"Morning, mom. I slept fine last night." Frisk rubbed her eyes. "I smelled bacon a few minutes ago, which was what drove me to get up." Frisk walked over to the kitchen table and hopped up on her favorite seat, which was right next to her mom's. The table had already been set with forks, spoons, cups, plates, and napkins that were neatly lined up together. A few minutes later, Toriel brought out a platter of bacon, a bowl of eggs, and a plate with pre-buttered toast piled up on it. Frisk grinned, thanked Toriel, then put two pieces of toast, a pile of cheesy eggs, and a mound of bacon on her plate. She dug in as Toriel poured her adopted daughter a cup of orange juice.
Frisk sighed in pleased delight at the first bite of bacon she shoved into her mouth, and the ex-queen just chuckled, warning Frisk about the dangers of putting too much food into her mouth at once. Frisk merely shrugged in response, too busy admiring the glorious brown sheen of the strips of bacon in front of her to care about choking. About ten minutes later, Frisk finished up her breakfast and put her dirtied dishes into the sink. She helped Toriel clean off the rest of the table, then she grabbed her backpack, which had been slung in a hurry onto the couch. She shoved all of her books into it, zipped it up, then slung it onto her shoulders.
Papyrus and Monster Kid were waiting outside next to Papyrus' bright red convertible. Frisk opened the door, then kissed Toriel goodbye and waved to the two monsters waiting. The girl in the striped sweater ran to meet her two friends, Monster Kid jumping up and down excitedly, only to be caught by Papyrus when he lost his balance and nearly fell again.
"Yo, what's up, Frisk?!" Monster Kid asked, using his tail to give Frisk a makeshift high-five.
"GOOD MORNING, HUMAN! DID YOU GET A NICE REST LAST NIGHT? I BROUGHT YOU SOME OF MY FAMOUS SPAGHETTI FOR LUNCH!" Papyrus boomed, holding out a clear plastic container that was filled to the brim with spaghetti. Frisk grinned and took it.
"Thank you, Paps! I slept pretty well last night. What about you?" She tucked the container away in one of the many pockets of her book bag, tugging the zipper closed when the container was inside snugly.
"I HAD A SUPERIOR REST LAST NIGHT! NOW! LET ME GET YOU TWO TO YOUR SCHOOL! WE MUST DEFEAT THE DREADED BELL BEFORE IT SIGNALS THE BEGINNING OF YOUR CLASS! NYEH HEH HEH HEH HEH!" And, with that, the taller skeleton hopped into his car and turned it on. Frisk and MK shared a glance and giggled, then joined Papyrus in the back of his car. Papyrus "NYEH"ed a few more times before stepping on the gas and pulling out into the street, careful to obey all street laws and speed limits.
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"HAVE A GOOD DAY, HUMAN AND MONSTER KID! THE GREAT PAPYRUS WISHES YOU WELL ON YOUR STUDIES! ALSO, HUMAN, SANS WILL BE HERE AFTER SCHOOL TO PICK YOU UP!" Papyrus grinned as Frisk and MK stepped out of the car and onto the street.
"Thanks for the ride, dude! You're the best!" MK yelled, waving his tail at the younger skeleton.
"NYEH! YOU ARE WELCOME, MK! YOU TWO HAVE A GOOD DAY!" He yelled, then pulled out of the parking lot with yet another one of his signature "NYEH HEH HEH HEH"s. Frisk and MK turned to each other and chuckled.
"He's so cool!" MK said, swinging his own book bag on his tail. Frisk followed him briskly into the large school. After almost a year of negotiating, the government making amendments to the Constitution, and a lot of arguing, Frisk and the others had managed to get the monsters the same rights as humans. Of course, even though they had the same rights as humans, that didn't mean they were treated fairly. Monsters were still abused by humans, and anti-monster groups were letting the world know of their hatred for the monsters. It made Frisk shake with anger. None of it was fair. Nevertheless, human students of Ebbot Middle were typically nice to monsters. Of course, there was the occasional case of fights and students acting out of hate towards their fellow monster classmates, but they weren't nearly as bad here as they were in other areas of the nation.
The hallways were crowded as Frisk and MK navigated through the crazy halls of their middle school together, both of them searching for their lockers. The pair both waved at their respective friends whom had passed the two. The couple stopped at an intersection.
"Okay, dude. I'll see you after school!" Monster Kid said, turning to go down the northern hall.
"See you!" Frisk replied, then went down the western hall. Her locker was located among the left wall. She twirled and spun the lock with the numbers of her designated combination, then she opened the locker. Its door swung open with a groan. She unloaded her book bag, then hung her backpack up on the hook. Collecting all of the notebooks and binders necessary for today's classes, she grabbed her phone and shoved it in her back pocket, making sure to turn it completely off before shutting her locker and heading to first block.
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As the bell rang to signal the beginning of first block, the crowd of students began to settle down into their designated seats. Frisk straightened up her binders and school supplies on the corner of her desk, and then directed her attention to the morning announcements that came on after the pledge of allegiance was finished. There were the typical announcements that came on-students who needed to report to the office, guidance department, upcoming sports events, the drama club's performance-and then, there was one that caught her attention.
"Do you or someone you know excel in baking? Can you create some killer cupcakes? If you answered yes to either of these questions, then join our school in this year's bake sale! All sales will fund our school's programs, and provide for a fun, tasty night! Anyone interested is to sign up in the office between today and next Wednesday! We hope to see you there with tasty treats!"
The idea crawled up from the depths of Frisk's mind and it began developing the more she thought about it. Now, Frisk was all about being nice to people...but this was different. A few students mumbled to themselves about which parents and children were most likely to get involved in the bake sale. Not one of them mentioned Frisk. Or Muffet, for that matter.
Which was good, Frisk thought. She would need to be sneaky if this were to work. The rest of the school day crept by in a cloudy haze as Frisk plotted and grew even more restless throughout the day, unable to wait until she could tell Monster Kid about her plans.
More to come. Thanks for stopping by. :P