AMS
I NEVER THOUGHT
Who knew I'd be living on the surface with the monsters I met underground? My parents always told me life was unpredictable and crazy, but I never knew what they meant. Til now. My name is Frisk Gomez. Toriel was nice, but I never considered her to be my mom. That's why it baffled me when she offered I stay with her once we left the underground.
"Yikes. See, I kind of have a family and a life to get back to. Who knows how long I've been underground, but it couldn't have been too long. So... see ya buddy," was what I said to her as I extended a friendly hand.
She had blinked back so many tears and even looked surprised I said that. But then she forced a smile and shook my hand.
"Yes, of course. See you around, ambassador."
I never thought I'd end up going to school with the monster kids though. As their ambassador, I've had to stick up for them many times when my peers tried to bully them and vice versa.
"Hey! Stop shoving my sister, meanie!"
I groaned as I dropped my bookbag against the wall in between classes and rushed over to the voice. It was Monster Kid and his sister.
"Why not? Both you freaks don't have arms to shove back, so this is easy and fun!" laughed the jerk who was pushing them.
Do my eyes deceive me? It's Mitch, the greatest football player in our school, and I have a major crush on him! Oh why does it have to be him? Can I still act like I didn't see anything and walk away? No, I can't. I promised the monsters I would protect them, and protect them I shall. Gritting my teeth, I rush in between Mitch and the monsters with no arms.
"That's enough," I say in a low tone, wishing I wasn't here already.
"Who do you think you are to stop me from having fun, huh?" asked Mitch in a condescending tone of voice.
"I am Frisk Gomez, their ambassador. A year ago, I fell down Mt. Ebott and freed the monsters from their prison. Their lives will be peaceful as long as I am here," I respond, pushing the nervous vomit down my throat.
Mitch and his friends laughed at my words and proceeded to push me.
"Frisk! You beat Undyne, so you can most definitely take this dude, yo!" Monster Kid shouted words of encouragement.
I feel the encouragement boost my determination, but it isn't enough. I need the courage to stand up to Mitch. Even as he punches me in the face, I cannot bring myself to do anything. Someone blows a whistle. It should have sounded sharp in my ears, but it sounds dull due to the beating I received from my crush. In my blurry vision, I see Undyne draw a spear and Sans back her up. Heh. He's gotten pretty tall since we left the underground, as Papyrus did as well.
"Get away from our ambassador now, punk!" growled Undyne.
Seeing the point of her spear glimmer, Mitch and his friends slunk off to the shadows. As soon as they left, Undyne immediately turned her attention to me and knelt down. Wow. This is surreal for sure. I've never seen her look so worried before.
"I'm fine," I slur.
"No, you're not, punk. Don't lie to me, cause I hate lies," teared up Undyne.
"You really shouldn't be so careless. Can you even save and load up here?" asked Sans.
"I don't know. Haven't needed to so far," I reply, still slurring.
"Well, we need to get you to the nurse asap," said Undyne matter of factly.
I feel safe as I feel her scaly arms, bulging with muscles scoop me up carefully. With Sans, Monster Kid and his sister walking beside us, we arrive at the nurse's office. I feel the warmth leave, meaning Undyne has already set me down on the cold, hard mattress in the nurse's office. I wish she would have continued to hold me.
"I'm cold," I whisper out hoarsely, shivering.
I feel some type of warmth again, but it isn't muscly, scaly arms. It's more sturdy, but still warm. Is the nurse holding me?
"Nurse?" I ask, trying to correct my vision.
"Heheh, nah kid. It's me, your old buddy, Sans," chuckled the skeleton.
The moment I heard his voice resonate through his ribs, my eyes widened. Sans has never held me before. The most we've touched is when he does the whoopie cushion in the hand trick. We've never hugged, never held hands, never fist bumped, never nothing ever. This is very different, and change scares me. I try to utter Undyne's name, but nothing was coming out of my mouth. Just strained sounds. A warm, sturdy hand pat my back in a rhythm, making me drowsy.
"How do I know you lot didn't do this to her and are trying to blame it on humans?" asked the nurse, raising an eyebrow.
"N-no. They're not lying. I swear it," I manage to slur out loud enough for the nurse to hear me.
"You sure? Lying is a serious offense," asked the nurse, crossing her arms.
"I guarantee it. I befriended the monsters and freed them from underground. I'm their ambassador, and was trying to stop them from hurting Monster Kid and his sister," I say, a bit more clearly than before.
Huffing through her nose and pinching the bridge of her nose, the nurse takes a moment to take it in.
"Alright, Frisk. I'll believe you since you have no record of lying about anything. You are our most trustworthy student out of the hundreds that attend this school," finally decided the nurse.
Feeling relief, I snuggle into the warmth that Sans gave me, and I passed out with a smile on my mouth. Moments later, I awoke with a cinnamon taste in my mouth, still in the nurse's office.
"Oh good, you're finally awake. We were all worried!"
As my eyes adjusted, I saw the bunny that ran the shop in Snowdin.
"Did you feed me a cinnamon bun? How did you make sure I didn't choke on it?" I ask, impressed with whatever they did.
"I made it into a milkshake and poured it gently down your throat. Smart, right?" giggled the bunny.
"Heh, yeah," I reply, smiling.
"In all my years, I never thought that the monsters were actually decent people and helping out fellow humans. Life sure is insane," chuckled the nurse.
"How old are you?" Undyne asked the nurse.
"Sixty seven and still rockin," said the nurse while wiggling her hips.
Undyne fought off the urge to roll her eyes, and instead forced a smile. Given she rarely smiles, but smiles genuinely at me, I could tell right away the smile was as fake as our school's history books on the war. If I had been there during the war, I would have stopped the humans from winning. I would have saved the monsters then if given the chance. Suddenly a strange thought occurred to me: since monsters are real, does that mean vampires, werewolves, and other fantasy creature real as well? Where are they at? Are they in their own special Hell? If so, where can I find them? I want to help them too. Whoa, weird. I never thought I would be having these thoughts at the age of sixteen.
As I study Frisk's bruised face, I find myself wondering what she's thinking of. Naturally, I find myself walking over and sitting down on her bed next to her.
"H-hey, Ambassador. What's going on up there?" I ask.
"Oh, hey Alphys. I was just thinking about if there are such things as other fairytale creatures. Nothing serious," she shrugged, laughing half heartedly.
"Oh Frisk, you're so compassionate. I want to help you in any way I can. Tell me what to do and I'll do it! I-if y-you want, ehehe," I respond passionately.
Suddenly Frisk looks up at me, her eyes wide with wonder.
"Really? You'll help me look for them?" she asked.
"Yes ma'am! You helped us out of the underground so why wouldn't I help you?" I chuckle, feeling embarrassed.
I feel like such a brown-noser right now, ehehehe. B-but I want to help our angel, so I've decided.
"Okay, Alphys. Then it's going to be a rough ride most likely. I don't even know if any of them exist, and if they do, whether they were truly innocent or not, or if my powers will work where they're at. We need to prepare for everything," said Frisk as she grabbed me by the shoulders.
"R-r-r-r-right!" I stutter.
Things were going to change soon. For the better or the worse, who could really know? All I knew was that I...no, we, were in for a ride.