Frisk was wandering down the forest with her mother and father a few feet behind her. It was a warm spring day. The sun was high and just a few clouds could be seen in the distance. The flowers were blooming and trees were dancing in the chill wind. It was such a calm day, Frisk could hear the river run down stream. She was wearing a golden flower crown that her mother had made to her.
Frisk was lost in her own imagination as she walked down the path in the forest. She was dreaming that she was a princess in a magical forest. She imagined a deer walk next to her, with flowers growing from its antlers. She was talking with the deer, but no real words came out of her mouth, only mumbling.
"Frisk, we'll take a small break here, don't wander too far." Her father yelled at her from behind. She stopped and turned around to look at her father. She waved at him and both her parents waved back. She noticed her deer friend had ran off into the forest.
"I'll be right back, mommy! My friend ran off into the forest over there." She said and pointed into the forest.
"Okay, but don't run too far, we'll be heading back home soon." Frisk's mother yelled back. Frisk nodded and turned around. She walked into the forest until she couldn't see her parents anymore. She yelled after her friend and saw it pass between some trees. She giggled and ran after it.
"Come back, silly. We're heading home soon." She laughed as she ran in between trees. As she passed a couple of trees, she saw a big hole in the ground. It was as wide as her house. She walked to the edge and looked down. Complete darkness and no bottom to see.
Elle heard a few branches break behind her and she turned around. It was her friend and Frisk smiled. "There you are! Let's go back to mom and dad, we're heading home soon." She said and the deer took a step forward. Frisk tilted her head and the deer suddenly started to run towards her. Frisk froze in her place, not knowing what to do. It ran forward and pushed her off the edge. It felt like time went slowly as she was falling into the hole. She saw her friend turn into dust as she was swallowed by the darkness in the hole.
Frisk was sitting in a dark room. There was no source of light, except a dim golden light emitting from her chest. She felt a slight pressure in her heart. She placed a hand on her chest and closed her eyes. Elle.
Frisk was wandering through a town covered in snow. The inhabitants were monsters of all shapes and sizes. Her mother had told stories about how they were sealed up long ago, and that they lived beneath our town. She was told they weren't anything to be afraid of, except her father disagreed. In his mind, they were dangerous creatures made to destroy us humans. Frisk's mother was one of very few that believed the monsters would never harm us, so Frisk had decided to believe the same.
Now that Frisk was down here, she knew her mother had to be right, since none of the monsters had attacked her yet. She had even stopped to talk to some of them, and they had all been very kind to her.
As she walked through the small snowy town, she noticed a neatly decorated tree in the street. It had some gifts beneath it, wrapped in colourful wrappings. It reminded Frisk of Christmas. When she walked up to what looked like an ice bear, she asked if they were celebrating Christmas. The bear said they called it Giftmas. Frisk looked closer on the gifts underneath the tree, and saw it was from Santa.
Frisk continued wandering through the street of the town. Seeing the Christmas tree, she couldn't help herself thinking of her family. An early memory of her unwrapping a gift from her parents; it was a horse plush, which Frisk called Opie. She would always keep it with her, carrying it around and sleep with it, and she hated it when her mother had to wash it.
As Frisk continued her walk, she noticed a building with the letters GRILLBY'S written on it. Out of the door came a big skeleton out. He was wearing a blue sweater, black shorts, white socks and pink slippers. He had a big grin on his face.
He glanced at Frisk as he walked the way Frisk was meaning to head. He stopped and turned around to look at Frisk. He walked over to her, kneeled making his bones pop and scanned her face. Frisk was only a kid, so she didn't really know what to do. She just stood still and scanned the skeleton as well.
The skeleton grinned wider and held out a hand to her. Her whole head could fit in his hand. She reached out her hand and he gently grabbed it. "Hi, I'm Sans, Sans the skeleton." He smiled and shook her hand.
Frisk just giggled and tried to shake back, but his hand was too heavy. "Hi, I'm Frisk, Frisk the human." Sans let go of her hand and stood up.
"Where are your parents, little one?" He asked and looked around.
Frisk felt a hint of sadness. She didn't realise until now that she had no way of getting back to her parents. The surroundings she had fallen into had made her forget about going back. "I fell down the hole, I don't know where they are." She felt tears form in her eyes.
"Hey now, don't cry. We'll find a way to get you back, but until then, I think it's best that uncle Sans take care of you." He smiled and patter her on her head. Frisk looked up at him with tears almost escaping her eyes.
"Are you my uncle? I didn't know I had one." She said confused.
"Well, I am now, so why don't you come with me and we'll get you inside. You must be hungry." He said and bent down. Frisk nodded and dried away her tears. He lifted her up and let her sit on his shoulder as they walked down the street.
Frisk felt the air was getting heavier to breathe. She opened her eyes and tried to look around. By her chest, she noticed some of the golden light was turning red. A jolt of pain stung her chest. She hit her head back to the wall with her eyes closed. Elle, stay.
Frisk was looking at herself in the mirror. She loved the new clothes Papyrus and sans had bought to her. The yellow summer dress reached to her knees. Since it wasn't really cold in Snowdin, she could wear it with a white pantyhose and black shoes.
She turned around to look at Sans sitting on the couch. She jumped excitedly as she thanked him. "Don't forget to thank Papyrus as well." He grinned. Frisk nodded and ran over to the kitchen. He was making his famous spaghetti which no one really liked, but ate because they loved him.
"Pap, thank you for the dress." She said and jumped excitedly. Papyrus turned around and his pink apron was covered in tomato sauce.
"I'M GLAD YOU LIKE IT SO MUC, FRISK! NEXT TIME, PERHAPS YOU CAN JOIN US AND YOU CAN EVEN CHOOSE YOUR OWN DRESS." He smiled widely and turned back to his paste making. Frisk jumped some more before running back to the living room.
She jumped into the sofa and sat next to Sans. He was watching the news on the TV without sound on. Frisk looked at Sans with her head tilted. "Sans, why are you watching the news without sound?" She asked curiously.
Sans just grinned and looked down at her. "I want to watch the news, but they make so much noise I can't be bothered to listen." He answered.
"Then how do you know what is going on?" She asked and looked at the TV. The news anchor was a lion in a dress. He had a picture of a group of children next to his head.
"I just look at the pictures. Pictures say more than a thousand words." He grinned and patted her on her head. Frisk was confused, but in some way it all made sense. They continued to watch the news together. Frisk had snuck herself close to sans, some way he was emitting warmth, which felt good to Frisk.
"IT'S DINNER TIME!" Papyrus yells from the kitchen. Frisk jumped off the couch and looked at Sans. She grabbed his hand and she was just strong enough to pull it up. Sans groaned as he got himself up from the couch. Together they walked to the kitchen and sat down by the table.
The spaghetti was a bit burnt, but everything else looked okay. Now she only had to eat it. Papyrus had already filled their plates with spaghetti, so Frisk couldn't decide herself how much she was going to have.
She grabbed the fork and filled it with paste. She placed it in her mouth and as the sauce hit her tongue, her face almost turned into a grimace. It tasted like burnt plastic. Frisk wanted to spit it out, but she made herself eat a few more forks before she insisted, she was full.
"WAS IT GOOD FRISK?" Papyrus smiled widely and took a bit himself. Frisk just nodded, trying not to make another grimace as the taste lingered on her tongue. "I'M GLAD YOU LIKED IT. I THINK TOMORROW WE'LL HAVE SOMETHING ELSE. WHAT DID YOU HUMANS CALL IT, CLAMBURGER?"
"No Pap, it's called HAM-burger." Sans said and moved the spaghetti on his plate with his fork. He hadn't even tasted it.
"NYAHA! OF COURSE, HAMBURGER. FRISK, YOU MUST JOIN ME TO THE STORE TOMORROW TO BUY THE NECESARRY INGREDIANTS." Papyrus said as he took a mouthful of pasta.
Frisk felt her heart was trying to push out of her chest. Her heart was emitting fully red glowing smoke. She had never seen it do this before and she felt fear struck her. She heard footsteps in front of her. She could see red smoke faintly glow on the floor. The same red smoke coming from her chest. Elle, stay determined.
Frisk was laying on top of Sans on the couch. It was mid-day, Sans was sleeping and Frisk was watching the TV. She was watching a gameshow by Mettaton. Papyrus was with Undyne, practicing cooking with her. Frisk was finally starting to reach the height of Sans, still she was a few inches away.
Frisk got off Sans and walked over to the kitchen. She opened the fridge. She forgot how bad Sans and Papyrus was at buying groceries. Sometimes she washed they would do it once without her nagging them about it.
She walked back to the living room and grabbed her jacket. She put it on and grabbed some gold from Sans' wallet. "Guess I have to do everything myself." She whispered and left the house. She walked the familiar street of Snowdin.
Not much had changed throughout the years she had been down here. The monsters had just grown older and some had children. A few years ago, Frisk got to know the truth that she would forever be stuck down here, but at that point, it didn't really matter to her. She had gotten used to being down here, and she had grown so fond of the Snowdin residents that she didn't really want to go back.
She finally reached the shop and walked inside. It was only her, she shopkeeper and an old female rabbit. Frisk grabbed a basket and started to walk around the shop, grabbing whatever she fancied or needed. She even bought some spaghetti, just to make Papyrus happy.
She walked up to the front desk and placed the basket on top. "Why hello Frisk, empty fridge again?" The shopkeeper smiled.
Frisk giggled. "You know it. They're just horrible at buying food, so someone has to keep me fed, and that's me." The shopkeeper laughed as well. "How are business going?" Frisk asked.
"It's going good, thank you for the tip of having a sale once in a while, it truly helps keeping this shop afloat." She explained as she counted my wares and putting in numbers on her cash register.
"I'm glad to hear that. If there's more you need help with, please let me know." Frisk smiled and started to pack her groceries.
"I will. Now, let's see. That will be 364 gold." She said. Frisk found her purse and found the amount the cashier was asking for. "Thank you." She smiled. "Need help getting those back homes?"
Frisk looked at the four bags of groceries waiting to be carried home. She wanted to say yes, but she was a stubborn girl as well. "No, I'll be fine. Thank you anyways." Frisk said and grabbed the bags. She left the store and slowly made her way back home.
She finally got the door open with her elbow. She knew just putting the bags down would be easier, but she wasn't raised to put those groceries down. She walked inside and as kicked the door shut behind her, the groceries suddenly felt light. She looked down and saw a blue glow around the bags. She looked over to the couch. Sans was grinning widely with a blue eye. He stood up and walked over to the kitchen. Frisk let go of the bags and they floated over to the kitchen counter.
"Thank you, Sans, but next time, please just join me to the store so I don't have to carry them all the way as well." Frisk said with her arms crossed.
"Sorry, kid, was asleep." He winked and Frisk shook her head. She walked to the kitchen as well and started to unpack the groceries. "So, planned dinner?" He asked and sat down by the kitchen table.
"No, not really. I know you like my hamburger, so I can make that if you like. I guess Papyrus won't be home for dinner anyways." She said as she put the dry food inside the cabinets.
"Sounds good to me, or I can take you to Grillby's." Sans smirked. Frisk shook her head. She knew he only wanted to go there because of Grillby's mustard, but Frisk had an ace up her sleeve.
"Really? So, you don't want my hamburger then?" Frisk asked and she placed her hand in the grocery bag. "Not MY burger and some delicious MUSTARD from GRILLBY'S." She pulled out the mustard and turned around to let Sans have a glance at it. "You see, Sans, I know you better than you know yourself. Anytime Papyrus isn't around, you run to Grillby's. So, I dropped by there on the way home to surprised you." Frisk winked at Sans.
Sans was stunned. He stared at the mustard in frisk's hand and some drool escaped his mouth. "Well, since we got the perfect drink around, I guess we can make some food at home." He tried to reach for it, but Frisk pulled it back to herself.
"Nope! Not going to be that easy, Sans. If you want this, you need to clean up your socks from the living room as Papyrus asked you to do." Frisk had an almost evil smirk on her lips. Putting Sans in these kinds of situations always made Frisk laugh. Frisk knew Sans was desperate enough to do anything for this mustard. "And before you think of running to Grillby's, I've told him not to sell you anything until you've done this task." Frisk couldn't help herself from laughing.
Sans sighed and stood up. "Alright, kid. You win this one." He slowly started to walk toward the living room. Frisk nodded and placed the bottle on the counter. She continued to unpack the groceries.
The footsteps came closer to Frisk. Her chest was so tight now, that she could barely breathe. She was staring right in front of her. The smoke got thicker. In the smoke, she saw the black shoes making the noise. They had stopped a few feet in front of her. She looked up, trying to see a face in the darkness. She saw a fain glow, but couldn't make out what it was. The glow lowered and came closer. Her heart almost stopped.
Frisk was laying in her bed. She had been laying there for an hour now, not being able to fall asleep. She was home alone; Papyrus on a mission with Undyne and Sans at Grillby's. She never like it when she was home alone, the silence was too much. She could never get used to it.
She got herself out of bed and put on a T-shirt. She walked downstairs and sat down in the couch. Since she couldn't sleep, she could at least watch some TV. She turned the TV on and put on a late gameshow by Mettaton.
The front door opened and Sans walked inside. He locked the door behind him and almost jumped when he saw Frisk was sitting in the couch. "Jesus, Frisk! You scared the skin off me." He smirked and walked over to her. "Why are you still up?" He asked and looked down at her.
Frisk looked up at him. "I just couldn't sleep." She explained. Sans sat down next to her and placed a hand behind her. She leaned closer to him and felt his warmth. His arm slowly fell down and his hand rested on her butt. Frisk didn't really mind, and in some way, it felt good, especially when his thumb was stroking her slowly. "How was grillby's?" Frisk asked.
"It was good, as always. The mustard is still the best." He grinned and glanced down at Frisk. "I even got a mustard on the house, which was nice." He giggled and Frisk smiled.
"Aren't all of your mustards on the house?" Frisk asked, still the smile on her face.
"True." Sans answered and they both laughed. Frisk let out a small yawn. "Tired, huh?" He asked. Frisk nodded. "Let's get you to bed then." He stood up and lifted her up. Frisk sometimes thought Sans must have like to carry her, because he did it whenever he got the chance. Frisk was capable of walking to her bedroom herself, but since Sans had lifted her up before she could say anything, she just let him.
He entered her room and started to walk to her bed. "You can just put me down here, Sans. It's ok." Frisk said. Sans stopped and put her down. "Thank you." She smiled. She gave him a hug before she walked to her bed. She heard Sans was leaving her room. As she reached the bed, she pulled the T-shirt off and sat down at the bed.
She looked up and saw Sans was standing by her door, staring at her. Frisk just sat there, staring back at him. "Sans?" She asked. Sans mouth was slightly opened. Frisk stood up and walked towards him. "You have seen a female body before, haven't you Sans?"
Sans stood still and tried to look away from Frisk. "N-no, never a human one. Only seen what's in Alphys' manga." He explained nervously. Frisk was right in front of him now. She grabbed his hand and placed it on her chest. "F-frisk, wh-what are you doing?" He asked without moving his hand away.
"It's okay, Sans. It's nothing to be scared of." Frisk giggled. Frisk noticed a faint glow from Sans' pants. She smiled widely and bit her lower lip. She stepped away from him. "Come." She whispered and walked to her bed. Sans stood still for a moment. Frisk reached her bed and sat down. She looked at Sans and he started to walk towards her.
When he reached her, she stood up and kissed his cheek. "Ever pleased a woman before?" She whispered. Sans nodded. "Then relax and please me." She said and pulled his blue sweater off.
Sans placed his hand on her butt and squeezed a little. "Don't forget I like it rough." She bit her lip, smiling. Sans stuck out his glowing blue tongue out and licked her neck. Frisk let out a small moan. She placed a hand on his groin. She stroked it a few times before she snuck her hand inside his pants. She could barely wrap her hand around it. As she touched it, Sans groaned and squeezed her ass harder.
"You sure you want this, Frisk?" Sans asked worried. Frisk took her hand out of his pants and laid down on her bed, spreading her legs wide. She massaged the outside of her panties and looked at him seductively. The glow in his pants grew brighter. Frisk knew exactly what she wanted and she was going to have it.
"Very dirty, Frisk." Sans leaned down towards Frisk. The pressure in her chest lightened and the red smoke from her chest disappeared. She took a few deep breathes.
"That wasn't me and you know it." Frisk growled. He had infiltrated her mind with his filthy thoughts.
"Did you like my little twist at the end? Simple alternate to the timeline." He smirked. The red smoke was lighting up the room enough for them to see each other.
"You're disgusting, Sans." She spat out and stood up. How could he violate not only another timeline, but making her think of it? She couldn't hide the fact that it had made her warm inside and even a little wet, but she definitely couldn't let Sans know this. She was just happy that she broke out of it before anything more happened.
"Want to get back to the interrogation? Or do you want to continue where we left off?" He blew some smoke in her face with a big grin.
"Let's just get this over with, Sans! I'm not interested in your disgusting games." She crossed her arms and looked mad at him.
Sans put his hands up. "Alright, sweetie, let's continue with the interview."
