You feel the air brush against your skin. You hear the rustling of the wind against the trees. You smell the air and its fresh scent. You look upon the building before you.

You are filled with

DETERMINATION

It has been a long day of classes. Frisk held onto their books as they walked down the science corridor. Biology, Psychology, Human and Monster Behaviour, so on and so forth. It wasn't easy. But it had to be done.

Frisk wanted to help people. Wanted to be someone that people could trust and be able to talk too.

A lot of the Monsters here needed someone to talk too.

Even if they were just a human.

Frisk's eyes lifted from beneath their bangs and they could see a figure walking faster than them, walking ahead. The voice was small and nervous, worried about missing a class.

The yellow scaled tale peaking out from under the lab coat…

From what they remembered, this was Alphys? The weeaboo science nerd.

She was a cutie from what they also heard.

Before they could catch up to see if it were true, the scaled being had disappeared, probably gone to her class.

Oh well. There was always next time.

sans was outside having a smoke, with a teacher that he knew well, Grillby.

"So, how do you think of your classes this semester?" Letting the smoke drag from his lips, the flamed man looked down at his friend of a long time. Finally, after all these years, sans had finally gone and went to school. Probably only because Papyrus had started going.

Those two brothers...They seemed very close.

Too close.

"eh. These classes are working me to the bone." sans raised a nonexistent eyebrow at Grillby, his teeth formed in a smirk. The flamehead could only facepalm.

"Speaking of bones, what's up with you and your brother?"

sans shrugged and closed his eyes as he dropped his cigarette butt to the ground and stomped it out. "what's there to be up about, bud?"

Grillby adjusted his sunglasses as he finished his cigarette. :You know. You're both very close-'

"nothin' wrong with being close to your only family." He raised his hand and turned away, walking towards the school, completely dismissing him. "ketchup is calling me. Seeya."

Papyrus had taken a day off of his classes. He needed a day to himself.

Sitting in his room, eating some spaghetti, with his best friend whom he had met through the school, Kraxver.

A lot of things had been on his mind. Between school, his brother, feelings, and...his current issue with himself.

Kraxver was a demon who could change….his gender upon will. His black hair was shaved out to where he had a long area grown out for a mohawk, had he desired it. With small horns poking out from his forehead, and a large thick tail, the only thing missing was wings.

Which he had tattoos of on his back across his shoulder blades.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK IS WRONG WITH ME, KRAXIE?" Worry was in his voice, as his bony hand rubbed at his clothed ribcage, the faint orange glow showing through the fabric.

Kraxver closed his eyes and let out a small sigh. A voice spoke in Papyrus' mind.

'You will have to do some soul searching and speak to a professional, but I think I know what may be going on. Many humans call it multipl-'

The voice is his head was interrupted by the door being thrown open by magic. At the doorway stood sans, who had used his magic to open the door. "oh, hey Krax. Sup?"

Kraxven shrugged and stood up, bowing slightly to Papyrus. 'I must be going.' The voice spoke in Papyrus' mind once more. He turned as nodded to sans as a goodbye as he exited the room.

Chara groaned impatiently. Once again in the Nurse's office. Just because they tripped with a knife and cut their hand...again...the third time this week...

The nurse, Miss Muffet, came in, in a dark purple nurse's outfit. With an eerie smile, she wrapped the injury up in spider silk bandages. Chara kept looking away, their face twitching in anger. But if Frisk found out that they didn't take care of themselves, they wouldn't hear the end of it.

As spiders dropped down on their shoulder, they let out a bit of a hiss, trying to move away, which made Miss Muffet frown.

'Do not be afraid. They are only here to help-" As soon as the bandaging was done, Chara bolted out of the room in anger.

A/N: Hello, darlings! This is my first swing at Undertale writing things. So don't hate me!
I don't have much to say other than, thank you to my friend for the help with this first chapter. To you, dear *raises glass and drinks ketchup* stay classy, eh.

Any comments/feedback/critisism would be appretiated. Thank you!