She was always smiling.

Like okay it makes sense if you're happy, or if you're with people you care about but I mean come on.

When you're in Underfell you have none of those things whatsoever.

No matter how many times she had died, how many times monsters treated her like dirt, she still smiled. She said hello to all the assholes who scoffed at her, she said I'm sorry to the monsters that bumped into her, she was amazing to everyone who dared think they were worthy of her presence.

That made no sense to me.

The kid looked already on the verge of death itself, she barely made it through Undyne alive Sans had watched the whole thing, how Frisk kept sparing the fish but she was just too fucking stupid to accept it. She kept fighting and nearly killed the kid, if Sans remembered correctly she had died six times before making it into Hotland. Of course she collapsed at the heat and Frisk instead of moving on got water.

She saved the thing that wanted to fucking kill her.

Undyne must have seen seen him watching them because before she could say anything to Frisk she had turned and left, not even with leaving a threat or remark or anything.

Sans could have sworn he heard a "Thank you."

But he may just be getting old.

"hey boss." Sans called out to Frisk who dusted herself off, she gave a small smile holding the damn flower in front of her, it glared at Sans but with one death glare it immediately cowered in fear. Sans couldn't help but let out a chuckle.

"so on your way to Asgore?" Sans nodded forwards where a large building with the words 'LAB' on it stood.

Frisk shook her head 'no'.

"no? what was the whole determined thing for them?" Sans asked confused as to what the hell the kid was thinking.

She spoke up.

And Sans almost melted at the sound of her voice.

"I want to go back and befriend Undyne." Frisk looked Sans dead in the eye while saying this, it made it hard not to look into those beautiful blue eyes of hers. "She really looks like she needs someone, Papyrus said he knew her maybe he could introduce us!"

She had that look again, as if she really did think that her murder would be her friend.

"WHAT? FRISK ARE YOU INSANE?" The stupid flower spoke up, it's voice annoying Sans to no end it really needed to shut the hell up. Frisk looked down and brought the flower who was wrapped around her arm closer to her face.

"Flowey come on, she said thank you didn't you hea-?"

"FRIKS SHE TRIED TO KILL US! LOOK AT YOURSELF!" Sans let his eyes roam over Frisk's body and almost winced at the number of scratches and bruises on her. Although it was known as badass to have a bunch of scars, it didn't seem to suit the kid.

"flowers right boss, you look pretty knocked up." Frisk looked up at Sans, smiling a little wider. Sans had to look away as to not let her see the growing redness on his face. "if ya want i can lead ya to undyne without any fights?"

Sans hoped that his eagerness didn't show, but maybe his glare and sinister smile hid it pretty well. Flowey looked at the skeleton with caution not trusting him one but, Frisk looked at Sans as if he weren't terrifying in the slightest.

She took a few steps forward and offered her arm.

"Lead the way my fine bone-friend." Sans let out a laugh at the horrible pun, he ruffled Frisk's hair and wrapped an arm around her. "good one boss." Sans couldn't help but love just how amazing she smelled.

And how amazing it must feel to be laying next to Frisk.

And how AMAZING it felt when she let her head rest on his shoulder.

Sans tried not to act to shocked but the blush wasn't doing him any good, it didn't help that the stupid flower wouldn't stop looking at him with that knowing look. It was annoying to say the least. As they made their slow walk to Undyne's house and after Frisk rang up Papyrus ("REALLY YOU WANT TO BE FRIENDS WITH HER? WELL BESIDES ME HUMAN YOU HAVE A HORRIBLE TASTE IN FRIENDS!") it was pretty peaceful.

Except for the occasional echo flower it was the perfect scene to ask questions.

"so boss, i gotta bone to pick with ya." An indescribable 'hmm' was heard from his side of his jacket, Sans took that as a 'what'.

"kid ya know i get it if you're with family and friends that care about ya, but you're not and maybe you could say that you're always happy but c'mon kid there's no way in hell that's true," Sans stopped walking entirely and they found themselves waist deep in water surrounded by echo flowers. "and there is no way in hell you're enjoying gettin beat up by everything."

Sans had turned around so that he was facing Frisk, her expression calm and collected and it pissed Sans off to no end that she was just. So. Fucking. Calm. Sans felt his left eye glow red but right there he didn't care.

"why are you so fucking happy? why are always smiling frisk? why!"

The mutter of "why" curtsy of the echo flowers were all that could be heard between the two. Flowey glared daggers at Sans wanting nothing more than to scream bloody murder, but Frisk's hold was keeping him from making any stupid moves.

Her voice seemed sad and broken and Sans hated it.

"Up there it's just like down here, everyone just wants to survive and the only way is to kill or be killed. But my mother always told me to be kind, that with just the right amount of kindness even the most soulless person can be saved," Frisk let her hand rest on Sans boney and cold one. "Even the most beautiful flowers can be deceiving, and the weeds may be the most broken ones."

"To you a smile may seem stupid and insignificant Sans but for me," Frisk let go and turned to walk away. "It's keeping me from leaving the garden entirely." She then trudged through the water, cursing every now and then how cold it was.

"SANS CAN YOU PLEASE TELEPORT US OR SOMETHING?"

Sans looked at his boney hand and for a moment he saw blood.

He saw the blood of the kids he killed before they even had the chance to get to Asgore, he saw the blood of the first human that fell and how they were the only kind thing in this hell before frisk, he saw every single one of his sins in front of him. But the murmur of the echo flowers finally came to use.

"To you it may seem stupid and insignificant Sans but for me, it's keeping me from leaving the garden." Although they didn't come even close to sounding like Frisk's calm voice, it was a close enough second.

And that's when Sans snapped back into reality.

And Frisk was yelling for help because she fell in the water and she couldn't get up, the flower was cursing at him to hurry the hell up.

Sans smiled.

And of course when he found her drenched, covered in scars, and just a mess.

She smiled at him.