Sup, this is just a story for my au (ProblemPoint) you can check it out at: problempoint-undertale-au (tumblr )

Undertale was created by Toby Fox; if you do not know what happens, you should play the game before reading this, as it may contain spoilers

The only thing I own is my writing and my variations to these characters

(This is a story that kinda follows the storyline of the game, but I tend to go into detail, and probably will contain some fluff)

This will most likely contain spoilers!

Chapter 1: Escape

Frisk ran, sprinting as fast as they could, their bare feet pounding against the rough grass. They could hear shouts behind them, they ignored the yells, their lungs burned, the spring air was still a bit chilly and it wasn't very pleasing as it scraped across their throat.

Frisk swallowed, their mouth dry, and forced themselves to keep going. Their fingers wrapped around the hard plastic disk that they held, gripping it so tightly that it was painful. Just when they thought that they couldn't run anymore, they suddenly felt the ground cool beneath their feet.

After pausing to listen for their chasers, they grinned, no longer able to hear their voices, Frisk assumed that they had given up. Relaxing, they panted and took a break to catch their breath. The air smelled like it does after it rains, Frisk loved that earthy smell.

Continuing forward at a considerably slower pace, Frisk smiled, feeling the long, cool grass beneath their toes and the shade touching their face, they knew that they had reached the mountain. Running their fingers over the object that they were holding, they grinned. The familiar spool shaped piece of metal with several bumps upon it was cool, even after all that running. After checking that the small comb-like piece was still in place, they flipped the disk over locating the t-shaped knob. After winding it up for a while Frisk placed the disk in their pocket, patting it for good measure, and grinned as they heard the familiar tune fill the air.

With both hands free, Frisk held their arms in front of them, zombie style, to avoid bumping into the tall trees who were absent on the prairie. Even after such a run, Frisk felt oddly at peace as they navigated. They had caught their breath, the trees were sheltering, and a thin, yet soothing melody was being plucked from their pocket as they walked.

They couldn't help it, their memories gushed back to them like running water.

...

Frisk's tongue poked out of their mouth a bit as they concentrated, the hand gripping the pencil trembled with effort. When they felt satisfied with their work, they handed their paper to an older woman with wispy hair trapped in a loose bun.

"I'm done Ms. Scott!" They proceeded to trace into their teacher's open palm.

"Good job, Frisk" She replied warmly, turning her attention to the paper that she was just handed. She smiled; the scribbles were neater than normal which was pretty impressive since Frisk couldn't see the paper which she had written on. She proceeded to read the question out loud and laughed.

((Why are cats scared of cucumbers?))

"I don't know" She winked "I don't find them that Cucumbersome to hug"

Frisk's face broke into a wide grin as they traced their response into Ms. Scott's hand "I know, I find them quite Cutecumber" Ms. Scott snorted, and after a flurry of veggie and cat related puns, she tucked Frisk into their cot.

"Night little one" She smiled at the fact that the child had already fallen asleep and sighed, puns always seemed to distract children from their hardships, but they wouldn't work forever…

...

"What do you mean you aren't going to teach her how to sign?!" an angry voice shouted from the headmaster's office.

"I simply mean that there is no need" Ms. Scott replied calmly "Since Frisk can't see to respond, it will not benefit them in the long run. They can communicate in other ways rather well since they are quite fluent with the alphabet."

"Do you think that I care!?" The rather overweight man was basically screaming, his face was ruddy with rage, "No one is going to adopt some blind, mute, deaf little girl who doesn't even know sign language!"

Ms. Scott sighed, her patience was about to run out, Frisk wasn't deaf, but she didn't think that correcting this sleazebag would change anything. "I don't care how it looks on your records, what Frisk honestly needs is to learn Braille, but let me guess, you don't have the funding. So you need to shut up! They are doing the best they can in this garbage dump you call an orphanage! And don't even get me started on misgendering people!"

"Why you!" The headmaster sputtered in rage "Don't talk to me like that woman!"

Ms. Scott stood up "If you think that you can treat me like some inferior creature just because of my gender, you are highly mistaken" When she reached the door, she turned back to face the man "I hope you realize that you cannot get rid of me, I am legally obligated to make sure that the children here are safe, they are not just a way for jerks like you to make money. Let me give you your only warning, if conditions here worsen, I will make sure that you get shut down, that is all." And with that, the door slammed closed on a very upset (to say the least) headmaster.

Thanks for reading! No promises, but I should be updating regularly this month

Ms. Scott is a random character I made up on the spot b/c I needed a human motherly character for Frisk

Frisk is gender neutral/ agender here (sorry if I accidentally slip in a her/she, it's very hard to shake your habits)

Chapter length thoughts? I could probably make them longer/shorter

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