It was late autumn, leaves on the ground everywhere covered in frost. Winds so cold it felt like ice. Frisk attempted her best to dress up for this harsh weather, but even so the cold still bit at her.
It was dark out, the sun had not even rose yet. She tried her best to stay warm while waiting at the bus stop. Frisk was on her way to the skelebros house for the upcoming winter. It was tradition now to go live at their house during winter; she's been doing it for years ever since they made it to the surface.
Frisk can remember back to when she was only five years old and when the first winter came since she freed everyone from the underground. She decided to live with Toriel who was her amazing goat mother, yet even she couldn't help it when Frisk begged to be with the skeletons. Winter had always made Frisk think of Sans and Papyrus, she missed them so much that she would throw a fit if she wasn't with them. Toriel was strongly against the idea but eventually gave in, tired and stressed from the very unhappy child.
Eight years later Frisk has gone to live with the skeletons every winter. Frisk was now thirteen and riding the bus to the skeletons house. She had her ear buds in and looked out the window, watching everything passing by. There was children playing on a playground, a pink slime looking monster and a young human boy were playing together. Frisk smiled at the image.
Monsters and humans were finally living in peace together; it took years of fighting for rights and equality. Finally today monsters had the same rights as humans, yet one thing that still lingered was the discrimination from about a third of the human race. Frisk knew that couldn't be helped though, it would need much more time to fix that.
The bus came to a stop, jolting frisk from her deep thoughts. Frisk looked around, stood up, and walked off the bus. When the bus drove away frisk took in a deep breath and exhaled. Seeing the white puffs of air made her giggle. She always loved the cold weather, she found fall and winter such beautiful seasons. The place that the bus dropped frisk off was on the edge of city. There were no houses, mainly fields of grass and roads.
Frisk stared to walk along the sidewalk next to the road, it was still about a mile walk until she made it to the skelebros house. She was so excited to see her two favorite skeletons she started to jog to their house. She settled down to a walk about half way through, breathing heavily from the run.
The sun was now fully over the horizon, trying its best to warm up the earth. Frisk snuggled more into her large scarf she was wearing. It was the color pink; she got it as a Christmas present from Papyrus three years ago. The heavy tan button up jacket was helping a lot to keep her warm. Frisk looked down at her feet as she walked, watching her tan and white fuzzy boots crunching the crisp fallen leaves on the ground. She regretted wearing the black leggings though, the wind and cold seemed to pass right through them.
Frisk looked up to see that the skeletons house was in view. She pulled out her phone to let papyrus know she was almost at their house. Frisk realized she had gloves on and decided to not called, not wanting a freezing hand.
Sans and Papyrus had a long and winding driveway from the road going uphill. Their house was on a steep hill which made it perfect for sledding when there was snow on the ground. As frisk was climbing the gravel drive way she saw Papyrus enthusiastically waving at her from the porch and sans was there as well standing beside his brother. Frisks face lit up with happiness and started to run towards them. It took about thirty seconds of running because their driveway was so long, but Frisk finally jumped into papyrus's arms and papyrus swung her around causing both of them to laugh.
Papyrus set her down smiling brightly at her and Frisk instantly turned to sans and dove in to give him a hug too. Yet just before she could wrap her arms around him he teleported right behind her. Before frisk knew it her face was in a pile of leaves.
Sans chuckled, "Hey now, no need to start falling for me".
Frisk sat up and stuck her tongue out at Sans with a bunch of crinkled leaves in her hair. That caused Sans to laugh even more and that got Frisk to start laughing too.
Papyrus just seemed annoyed at sans for letting frisk fall and the awful pun but he pushed it aside the best he could for Frisks sake. Sans reached out a hand and helped Frisk back up to her feet.
"FRISK! I AM SO GLAD TO SEE YOU! I CAN'T WAIT FOR YOU TO TRY MY NEW AND IMPROVED SPAGHETTI!" Papyrus said in an excited tone.
"Oh Papyrus, I would love to try some!" and with that they all went inside.
Everything was just how Frisk remembered it, even in the underground. Sans and Papyrus made the house identical to their old one in the underground. Frisk flopped onto the couch, snuggling into to it for warmth.
"Need a blanket kiddo?"
She frantically nodded her head, somehow shivering more than she was outside. Before she knew it her face was covered in fluff and felt Sans sit on the other side of the couch. Frisk pulled down the blanket from her face to see Sans watching TV and papyrus in the kitchen starting on spaghetti.
A warm feeling came from Frisk's heart, everything felt so right when she was with the skeleton bros. She took off her boots so she could have her feet on the couch and the jacket since it was getting hot. Frisk rested her head on the shoulder rest and had her feet on top of Sans. Frisk moved her attention to the TV, it was Mettaton having a cooking show, it was quite interesting as always.
"THE SPAGHETTI IS READY!" Papyrus shouted proudly, and came in the living room to place the plate of spaghetti on Frisks lap.
Sitting up, Frisk was prepared to eat. She was worried about how the food would taste because it's been about over a year since she last tried Papyrus's spaghetti.
"Thanks!" She said and took a forkful and placed in right in her mouth.
Shocked, she frantically looked at Sans then to Papyrus. After a moment of staring at Papyrus her eyes began to water.
"P-Papyrus" squeaked Frisk.
She could see Papyrus starting to get worried.
"It's so good! Papyrus, this is the best spaghetti I've ever tasted!" and with that the tears started to spill.
"AH YES! THE GREAT PAPYRUS IS THE MASTER CHEF OF SPAGHETTI!" Papyrus had his hand on his hips and chest puffed out showing off his pride.
Frisk chuckled a little and was wiping the tears away. Sans looked towards her with a worried expression.
"Is everything okay?"
"Yeah, just the spaghetti was so good it brought tears of joy!"
Frisk knew this was not the case though. There was a knot in the pit of her stomach tugging tighter and tighter. She knew she couldn't tell the skeletons though, they would think that she was crazy for the reason that she was crying.
Sans nodded and went back to watching the television and Frisk finished up the rest of the spaghetti that Papyrus made her and placed the clean plate on the floor being too lazy to get up. She patted her stomach and sighed, the spaghetti that Papyrus made was really good indeed.
Papyrus was walking towards the door and grabbing a jacket to put on. "I'LL BE BACK IN A FEW HOURS, DON'T YOU TWO DO ANYTHING AMAZINGLY FUN WITHOUT THE GREAT PAPYRUS!" Frisk sat up to look at Papyrus in confusion but by the time that he would be in view he had already left. Frisk flopped back down onto the couch wondering where he could've gone.
"Hey Sans?"
"hey yeah?"
"Where is Papyrus going?"
"Oh, he's just going out to meet the kids at the orphanage down in town. He's gotten quite attached to them all"
"Oh…" Frisk felt a ting of jealousy and the knot in her stomach pulled tighter.
"You okay there kid? You don't seems to be looking so well"
Frisk nodded her head,
"Yeah, I just have a little stomach ache from eating so much, I'm going to go outside and get some fresh breath".
Frisk stood up from the couch, first taking the plate to the sink to clean later. She walked back put on her jacket and boots and walked outside through the door. As Frisk shut the door behind her, she took in a deep breath. She loved the crisp cold air flowing through her lungs, it really helped her calm down. She began to head behind the house to a little area of trees.
A few years back, all three of them had built a tree house up high and would often spend the night in the little tree house. Well considering that Frisk was so young and Sans was too lazy, Papyrus made it mostly by himself. It wasn't much but it was a nice little square of wood with a window and a porch, the perfect size for three bodies. The memories that Frisk had with the skeletons in that tree house were countless. Looking up to the tree house now you could see that it was starting to show the signs of its age. The wood was looking dull and could visibly see the water damage to it. Frisk was climbing up the ladder. The wood groaned and squeaked at the weight it was trying to support.
When Frisk reached the top she could see for miles, the view was amazing from up here. The house was about half as high as the tree house and that's saying something. Frisk looked up and could see a cloudy sun about in the center of the sky. The sky was gray all around; clouds all smoothly even against the sky. Frisk sat on the edge of the porch swinging her legs back and forth off over the emptiness below.
This tree house had caused Frisk to get over her fear of heights pretty quickly. Sans would even play with her by using his magic and placing her fully over the edge. Frisk sighed at the thought and laid her back down on the porch, looking towards the sky.
The silence was peace but deadly at the same time. It gave her time to think, but thinking was risky for her. Sometimes Frisk would wonder what would've happened if she did something different. What if she could go back and change the future so that she wouldn't have to feel this way anymore. Frisk still had the power for a true reset; she knew that and the thought of having that power made her sick.
What if one day she accidentally reset? All those years, all those memories, gone! Poof! In an instant. Frisk stared dully at the sky. She has thought about this so many times, too many times. She's gotten tired of the thought, tired of the idea, tired of the possibilities. Frisk was just tired. She no longer wanted to think. Frisk closed her eyes and the knot in her stomach was disappearing as she was fading off into sleep.
Frisk was back in Snowdin at her favorite skeletons house. Yet in her dream she was older, she was herself. Frisk was on the couch and looked up to see Sans coming down from the stairs.
"Sans!"
Sans walked to sit right next to frisk and grabbed her hands in his.
"Sans?"
Frisk looked into sans eyes. They were filled with passion, pain, love, and desperation. Sans spoke in a raspy quiet voice, but it was serious and demanding as well.
"Frisk, it's been years since you've fell down here. You've been with Pap and I giving us love and hope. You… you haven't…"
Sans shifted his eyes down as if trying to find the right words.
"You haven't ever left us. You even helped me. You have no idea how much your existence means to me Frisk. Without you, the underground would be dull and colorless. You brought life back to everyone's lives."
Sans began to quiver. Frisk was shocked but focusing all of her attention onto sans.
"J-just don't ever leave us okay?"
Sans moved to place his forehead onto Frisk's forehead. They sat there in silence for a long moment till Frisk decided to speak up in a whisper.
"Sans… did you have a nightmare?"
Sans nodded his head. Frisk guessed that he probably dreamed of where she was no longer there. Frisk moved to give sans a hug and squeezed him tightly. She could feel Sans breath on her neck. His breathing was uneven. She could tell that he was really shook up from his dream. Sans pulled back from the hug and lifted his head up to place a kiss onto Frisk forehead.
"Don't ever leave me, promise?" Frisk looked into Sans eyes, they were dim.
"I promise"
Sans planted another kiss but on her cheek this time. Frisk was starting to get a little flustered from the seriousness and the sincerity of the kisses. Sans went back into a hug and they settled down on the couch staying in that hug cuddling. Frisk looked up at the ceiling; she was in bliss happiness right now. She closed her eyes and just took in the moment.
Frisk was jolted awake. She was still looking at the sky in the same spot where she was when she fell asleep. The world around her was dimmer now and it was obvious it was sometime past 5 pm. Frisk relaxed again, and watched the brown leaves that were still on the trees blow in the dry cold air. It even sounded like fall. Frisk closed her eyes and pay attention to the sound of the dead leaves scraping against other leaves and branches. If she listened closely enough she could hear when a leaf fell off a branch and fluttered down to the ground. She especially loved it when a leaf just happened to fall on her face or somewhere near her. After about ten minutes Frisk decided it was probably about time to go back inside. She sat up and pulled her feet in from the edge.
"Well good morning sleeping beauty"
Frisk froze in place, she knew exactly whose voice that belonged to. Turning around to see Sans sitting with his back against the front of the tree house. He was looking at her smiling as always, that reminded Frisk of her dream and she suddenly turned red. This was her best friend, why was she getting so flustered? Frisk took a deep breath and turned to face forward again to look at the sky once more. After a little bit of silence she calmed down and was able to talk again.
"So, how long have you been up here?" asked Frisk.
"Eh, probably about an hour, maybe two"
Frisk looked down to the ground, leaning over a bit to see underneath her. She wondered what Sans would say or do if she happened to jump off right now. Would he be able to catch her? Would he even want to catch her? … would he just let her fall? Frisk shook those thoughts out of her head, he would never just let her fall on purpose. She knew that Sans loved her, and she loved him.
"So, tell me kid, what's going on? You don't come up here unless you need to think and have a problem" Frisk could feel Sans staring into her back. She knew that she had to tell him, once Sans catches on, it's impossible to hide anything. Frisk pulled her knees to her chest and let out a heavy sigh.
"It's just, I'm scared of change Sans. So much things have happened in the past 8 years. Papyrus is good at cooking, you have an actual job now, I go to school with actual humans, my body is maturing. Sans, I myself have changed. I know it, and I want to go back to who I used to be. I want everything to be back to normal. I know many things have changed for the better, and I know I'm just being selfish, but I'm slowly becoming more unhappy as more changes are happening to my life, my friends life, the world. Sans what do I do? I'm scared"
And just like that the knot in the pit of her stomach returned. Tears were threatening to spill from her eyes as she fought to hold them back. Sans stayed silent as if processing the information and choosing carefully what to say. By the time Sans spoke the tears were dried from Frisk's eyes.
"Kid, tibia honest, I'm the same"
Frisk turned around to look at Sans. Sans opened up his arms for a hug. Frisk came crawling over to sans and leaned into his hug.
The breeze made the fur on Sans's jacket tickle her face a little. Instinctively Frisk's face scrunched up and she began to giggle a little. Sans squeezed her tighter and started to tickle her sides. She busted out in laughter. Uncontrollable squeals and snorts filled the emptiness of the sky.
Frisk squirmed in Sans's arms and fought to tickle his spine. As soon as she reached Sans's spine, Sans completely went on the defensive. Having complete control she attacked with all she had, smiling the biggest smile.
Sans was begging for mercy through the gasps of air from laughing. Eventually Frisk gave in and let Sans free. Both of them were lying on their back on the porch of the tree house. Panting and giggling still they turned to look at each other. Sans waited for his breath to come back before speaking again.
"Kiddo, I know it hard to accept change. I myself struggle with it. Everything feels so surreal when it happens, and it happens so fast too. But kid, you need to not be stuck on the past. You need to focus on the present. Change the present so you won't regret leaving behind the past. You have to try to change to accept change."
Sans turned to look at the sky.
"I was scared to accept anything. Even the barrier being broken scared me. I should've been so excited and happy because of this, but no. I didn't want to move on. I was so used to my normal life, I didn't want it to change. I also thought that maybe it was all pointless because maybe we would all go back before we knew it. Go back, as we always have… over and over again. Then you showed up Frisk. Frisk you changed our lives and I'm grateful, everyone is. Thank you"
Frisk was still staring at Sans. She was left speechless. Sans somehow made everything better. The knot in her stomach had loosened, and she felt as if she could tackle anything task. Looking to the sky Frisk decided that she would try it out, right now she wasn't afraid of anything and she knew that Sans would be there for her. While sitting up Sans keep his eyes on her. He watched as she stood up and was in a position as if she was going to run a race. She felt so determined!
"Hey Sans, you ready?"
Sans gave Frisk a questioning look, then she took a running start to the edge of the porch. As she jumped off the edge, she saw Sans frantically standing up to go after her before she plummeted to the ground. Frisk felt her stomach jump at the sudden acceleration, the wind was smacking her in her face. She felt fearless. A moment later her soul turned blue and she slowly came to a stop. She couldn't stop laughing at how great it felt to free fall. Sans had his head over the edge looking down at her, Frisk could tell that he was sweating quite a bit.
"Heh, don't spook a skeleton like that"
The girl giggled and when she opened her eyes, Sans look so beautiful.
The sun was finally peeking out from the clouds on the horizon. There was an astonishing reddish orange glow on Sans bones. Frisk was staring at Sans the whole time that she was being brought up onto the porch. Sans noticed.
"So you going to keep staring all day or make me jump out of my skin again?"
"You're so beautiful in this lighting" Frisk was still staring at Sans as if she was entranced with his beauty.
That caused Sans to blush a little, making a light hue of blue on his cheeks.
"That's the second time today you've fallen for me, don't expect me to catch you the next time."
Frisk then realized how blunt she just had been.
"Oh sorry, I won't do that again, I'll make sure that you're prepared to catch me next time"
She ran her fingers through her hair slightly embarrassed at how straight forward she was. Sans pointed behind him.
"We should probably head back now, don't want to make Pap wait on us forever" With a simple nod she moved to climb down the ladder until Sans reached out and grabbed her shoulder.
"I know a shortcut, follow me"
Frisk took his hand and they walked on a branch behind the tree house. Before she knew it they were in Sans room.
A/N: Hello! Thank you so much for reading my story! I'm very inexperienced with writing stories so please criticize as you please! Thanks to Ringcaat leaving a review, I realized that I use Frisk/she too much. If any of you have suggestions on how to show the action of Frisk without using her name or pronouns that would be great! I myself am stumped and not really sure on how to word it differently. If you have any questions, ask away! Thanks again for reading! Oh, by the way, I also combined what was previously chapters 1, 2, and 3 all into this chapter.