Hey guys! Wrath Reign here. So, Undertale has already overtaken my life, so instead of posting a revamp of an old digimon story like I was going to, here's this. I don't expect it to exceed 10 chapters, but eh. Guess we'll see.

This is my first time writing with the Undertale characters, and I learned a few things. One, it's weird not making Sans crack a joke every second, but you sort of kind of have to not make him a joke dispenser or else get gets bone-dry. Two, how does one Undyne. And three, there's no way to really measure Papyrus' stupidity... Anyways.

I expect to get a lot of flame about this. First and foremost, let me say that the main character of this story is NOT to replace Frisk or any other character in the game. I'd tell you who she is, but that would spoil most of the plot. She does fit in and isn't me just mary-suing all over the place, I promise. And yeah knowing me she's probably a Sans x OC ship, so be prepared for that.

Totally cool with constructive criticism. I'd love to know how I could better in-character these guys, or how to show-not-tell more (One of my many writing problems, but one of my main ones to me.)

Anyway I'l stop babbling, so please enjoy!

"Travel about a mile Eastwards, and you'll come upon a little town called Snowdin. It's a charming little place, but a bit too cold for me. It's nothing great, certainly less to explore, but maybe the people there will be able to help you find somewhere to have your adventure. Sorry I couldn't help you more, my child."

The words continued going through my heads over and over. The look of despair on the goat woman's face was burned into my memory. Again, I had made someone sad. Was it wrong that it no longer bothered me? That anymore, I was able to push that fact aside like it didn't bother me? I tried not to let anything bother me anymore, few things did.

So I put foot after foot, the snow growing thicker under my feet. Chills shot down my back when my eyes landed on the village that Toriel had been speaking of. Only a person or two stood outside, but I felt like someone else was watching me. My eyes slid around the scenery, then there was a crunch behind me, the hardened snow crunching under someone's feet. I turned around quickly, holding a rock tight in my hand. Behind me stood someone of just skin and bones- Without the skin. He could only be about four foot four, not that I could talk at my four foot two stature. He had no ears, eyes, or nose, but there were eye and nose sockets. He wore a oddly constant grin.

He extended his hand for mine, "well don't just stand there"

I scrunched my shoulders up in hesitation, but slowly took his hand. A shock went through my hand and up my arm, causing me to squeal and release his hand. He was overcome with laughter for a minute, then grinned at me, "Joy buzzers never get old."

"I… See," I nodded curtly, "Do you live here?" I motioned back towards the village. He nodded, shrugging, "I was told by the lady in the ruins- Toriel, I believe - to come here and seek help from the villagers. See, I'm looking for somewhere to explore. I fell down here three nights ago, and I want to be able to learn as much about this place as I can."

"Lady in the ruins?" I noticed his eye sockets seemed to get wider, "You've met her?"

I nodded nonchalantly, "I fell pretty close to her home."

"I've… anyways, I'm not quite sure what to tell you. the ruins were probably the best place. there's the hotlands, but a human like you would probably burn up there unless you were careful. you'd be bone dry in seconds." He laughed at his own bone reference.

I knit my eyebrows together, "Where else is there?"

He shrugged, "That's it. the Ruins, Snowdin, and the Hotlands. sorry, the Underworld is pretty much skin and bones."

I rolled my eyes at this one, "I saw that one coming."

"Of course you did, you can probably see right through me," The grin he cracked got even wider. I grinned nervously and shifted my eyes away.

"The lady down here said that you guys all were… monsters. Like the ones Mom and Dad told me were banished from the- Overworld? We've never been told about monsters up there, none of my kids at school knew what they were talking about when I asked why no one went to Mount Ebott anymore."

His face turned cold, the lighter part of his black eyes fading to full black, his grin remaining but seeming more solemn, "Oh. Of course they didn't."

With the sudden lack of lights in his eyes and the less humorous look on his face, I felt unsettled. I took a step back, "Sorry, I didn't mean to upset you."

"Not your fault," He responded with a shrug, the light slowly coming back, "Humans are jerks"

I looked at myself, then to him, "I guess you don't like me much then. Sorry, I'll leave you alone."

When I turned away, I heard him snicker, "The question is will I leave you alone." I turned to face him, but he was missing. I turned fully and looked around, but there was no sign of him. There wasn't even as much as a footprint in the snow indicating which way he walked. An eerie feeling fell over me, so I panicked and made a break for it towards the village. I made it to a shop, in which a intimidating lady sold me cinnamon bunnies for 25 gold a pop. I only had enough to buy two, but I was starved. Outside, I slumped against the wall, crouched down.

It was freezing here, and the shop lady was too scary to stay in her presence when you weren't buying something. I hugged myself with one arm, holding one of the cinnamon bunnies, nibbling on the other in my other hand.

"Sans! Where have you been? You said you had the day off!" A skeleton yelled into his phone. He was tall, wearing a t-shirt with "I'm the best!" scribbled on it in cheap point, wearing basketball shorts as well.

"Boy, that guy's loud…" I mumbled, watching him since he was practically the only thing making much noise or moving.

"At the shop. I'm at the hot dog stand" A vaguely familiar voice responded to the tall skeleton. Was that the boy from before?

"Brother! We were supposed to have lunch together today. I even made spaghetti!"

"You make spaghetti all the time, bro. I'll eat some with you tonight"

"No, brother! You don't come home until late after The Great Papyrus goes to bed! You need to come home now and eat with me!"

"Can't, bro. I'm on duty," The voice responded calmly.

"You slack off all the time when you're working for me!" The tall skeleton responded, almost as if he were hurt. I frowned hard at him. Clearly his brother wanted to spend time with him, why was he being such a butt about it? There was something sweet about how desperate Papyrus was to spend time with - what he call him - Sans.

"Sorry, bro. gotta go. there's a customer. bye," And that was it. That was all the desperate brother got from the jerk. Papyrus seemed despite his face being stuck in a perpetual smile. I got up and clenched my fists, and walked up to the tall skeleton, trying to play off the fact I'd been listening.

"Hello, sir. Do you know where I can get a hot dog around here?" He gave me a weird look, then I remembered two things. One, anyone from around here probably knew where everything was. That guy from before - Sans, his name was Sans - said the entirety of the Underworld was summed up in three places, and neither of the places I'd seen too far were all that big. I expected the third to be roughly the same.

The second I realized was that I was blatantly a human. A tiny number of humans had ever come down here, most of the monsters had probably never even laid an eye on one. Surely I wasn't a normal sight.

Then, the skeleton surprised, "Good costume, friend. The nearest hot dog stand is, of course, at the Hotlands, close to the entrance! Follow that path and you'll find yourself there soon. My brother Sans works there, perhaps you'll meet him! If you do tell him- Oh! Do you suppose you could give him something for me?"

I was going to say no, because who knew what I'd end up doing - Probably getting lost and going on an adventure seperate from the one I was currently setting out on - but then I remembered the huge denial the poor skeleton had just taken from the- Sans. So I nodded timidly, "I suppose I could, if I do end up finding my way there."

As I slipped the second cinnabunny, wrapped in a paper towel, into the pocket of my hoodie, Papyrus ran off, to return a minute later with a startlingly large container of spaghetti. It wasn't a tub or anything, but it was almost a foot tall and had a good foot, foot and two inches diameter. It was filled to the brim with the stuff, plenty of noodles, chunks of what I hoped was hamburger, and a plentiful amount of spaghetti sauce.

"Could you deliver this to him, ma'am?"

"Deliver it to him… It's… kinda… big, isn't it?"

"Indeed! My brother needs plenty of food to keep him going! Ah, but you're stubby, it would be too much to carry! One moment!" Once again he ran off, this time returning with a roughed up red wagon. It was faded and chipped in paint, but otherwise it seemed it would work fine. He took the spaghetti and put it in the wagon, "There you go, "human!"

"Thanks… I'll get it to him. What was his name?"

"Sans, of course!"

"Right… I'll get it to him. Thanks for the direction." With that, I walked off down the path he had appointed me too.

It took quite a while before I actually made it to the hot dog stand, but I did find it. And the skeleton from my first encounter was standing there, hands shoved in his pockets, eyelids shut. I'd love to know how a skeleton has eyelids. I walked to him with the wagon rattling behind me, but he still didn't open his eyes. I stood there a moment, arms crossed, but he didn't say or do anything, didn't even open an eye to look at me. Finally I got fed up of being annoyed and hoisted the container of spaghetti up, slamming it down on the counter. He calmly opened his eyes and blinked at me.

"It's you."

"Your brother sent me to bring you spaghetti because he was worried you wouldn't eat otherwise," Not entirely true, but implied by their conversation.

"I don't want any. Send it back and tell him I'll eat hot dogs," I gritted my teeth and shoved the container closer to him.

"I'm not your errand girl! Tell him and worry him yourself! You know how worried he was about you? He craves your attention and you now it, and somehow you have the nerve to shove him away like that! You-"

"Okay, listen," He looked up at me, eyes both black again, the lighter parts gones again, "Tell me. What does any of this have to do with you?"

I clenched my fists tight and opened my mouth to respond to his question, but I slowly stopped. He was right, it had nothing to do with me. I turned away and went back to my wagon, stripping off my jacket and putting it in the wagon. It was too hot here to be wearing it anymore. I grabbed onto the wagon handle, "I'll just go return this to him. I'd take back the spaghetti, but I don't want to see him cry. Plus, if I take it back… I'm sure it'll just draw me into your business further."

As I started walking, I heard him start laughing, "Your resolve melted quicker than I thought. Thanks for bringing me the food, kid- Kid? Hey!"

About that time, I collapsed forward. I heard the wagon tip over, whatever was in it splashing into the lava. Lava? We were surrounded by lava… and it just ate all I owned, and the wagon. I couldn't control my panting and gasping for air, and the temperature was nearly unbarable. I'd never lived anywhere warm, just colder places that got warm-ish during the summer. I was drying up quickly, I had to get out of there. I couldn't get to my feet, so I tried to crawl.

"Hey, kid? Kid, are you alright?" The short skeleton knelt over me, looking at me with lights in his eyes. I looked up at him to answer him, trying to tell him I'd be fine once I left, but at that moment, I collapsed again. Only a moment or two later, I was out like a light.

I woke up sprawled across a couch. At first, I assumed it was all a dream. I sat up and looked around, and the reminder where I was hit me in the face like a ton of bricks. I reached for the glass of half melted icy water to my right, and gulped it down gratefully. I tried to sit up, but I didn't have the strength yet, "H-Hello?"

The tall skeleton from before came around the corner in the kitchen immediately, "Human, you're awake!" Relief seeped out in his voice as he walked to me, "Brother and I were worried you'd never wake up!"

"W… You're… Papyrus, right?" My voice was laced with grogginess as I failed once again to push myself into a sitting position, "Y… Your wagon! It's… It's in lava!"

"Nevermind that thing, Human! I have three more! Are you feeling alright?"

My stomach burned and churned like a washing machine as I finally succeeded in sitting up, looking at him, "Where's he? Where's Sans?"

"Are you blind?" His voice came from behind me. I was startled enough to nearly jump off the couch, before turning to look at him, "Yeah, I'm going to leave the human that almost burnt to a crisp laying by herself in the living room."

I tucked my chin in so the longest pieces of my hair would hide my angry blush, "I didn't fall close enough to the lava for that."

"Oh really? Caught sight of your hand lately? It should eat more, it's looking pretty boney," I expected anything but what my eyes landed on. the tips of my middle three fingers were charred off, black residue from the ends that remained there. Why didn't it hurt? They were burnt down to the bone, the muscles were even frayed off, "Right, probably don't see much of that up there,huh? It's healing magic. I'm not good enough in it to give you what you lost, but enough to stop the pain. Otherwise that pain would've been bad to the bone."

I ignored the pun so I didn't end up hurting him, "Thanks, Sans. I-I guess I'd better get going."

"Silly human! A human is not simply out for six hours and then able to just up and leave! Have some spaghetti first!" Papyrus proceeded to sit a plate full of spaghetti down in front of me. Now I was no fan of spaghetti, but the only things I'd had since coming down here were a piece of butterscotch cinnamon pie and that cinnamon bunny. At this point, I was starved and wanting solid food, not sweets.

Too bad this food wasn't going to stay solid. One bite and I learned why Sans refused it. It tasted godawful, as if it had been scooped straight up from a sewage pipe specifically for fat rich people's toilets and showers. I heard Sans trying to contain his laughter behind me as Papyrus grinned and went to the kitchen.

It took every bit of willpower I had in me, but I got through the plate. I had to deny the second one, no matter Papyrus asked me if I was sure. I wasn't sure how much better I felt, but at least there was something in my stomach. Whether or not it would kill me, I wasn't sure yet. But I'd eaten and that was good enough for me.

"Kid, what are you doing?" Again, that stubby skeleton had come up behind me with no warning. I turned my head over my shoulder to look at him.

"I got bored- so I… I tried to make the place look like they do in the Overworld," Shame turned my cheeks pink as I lowered my head, "Sorry."

He cracked a wider grin than his default at me, "Only a week here and you're already modifying us. You guys have circles of rocks in front of your houses?"

I felt my mouth twitch into a nervous smile, "Well, yeah. We have little circles with flowers, and then half-ovals against the house for little flower beds. But… you guys don't have flowers. So I guess I should… Stop."

About an hour later, a snowball hit the window. Sans was waving to me, so I got up and went out. Out there, the circles were finished, and flowers made of snow were in the beds, "So like this?"

I felt my cheeks flush red, putting a hand over my mouth as I looked at it all, "Y-Yeah. Just like that, actually." I walked to them, leaning down and smiling.

"Huh? Kid? Why are you crying?" I quickly ran my sleeve across my eyes, "Kid?"

"I"m not. Not of sadness. It… Thank you, Sans," I stood and bowed to him, smiling to myself.

"Brother, Human! Get in here, your food is getting cold!" Papyrus called from the inside. I'd gotten used to his spaghetti- How could I not have, we'd had it a couple times each day, unless Sans grabbed some Grillby's on the way home- this week. It'd been exactly seven days since I'd fallen down the rabbit hole down to this place. I had yet to find a way to get back to the surface, Sans insisted there was no way, as did Papyrus. I didn't talk to anyone else really, besides Grillby's, but he gave me the same response as well.

As I scarfed down Papyrus' spaghetti, - Which made him very happy, I might add. - I noticed Sans not really attempting to eat it at all. Not wanting Papyrus to assume the worst, I asked him, "Sans, are you alright?"

"Huh?" He looked up at me and shrugged, then looked back to his plate, "Yeah, I'm alright kid. Just not very hungry."

"Oh… Alright. Hey, Sans. Do you have work today?"

"Yeah, at the hot dog stand and later at the lab. Alphys has me sorting cables for her."

"Alphys?" I furrowed my eyebrows as tight together as I could, "Who's Alphys? I never hear you talk about anyone besides Papyrus, Grillby, and I."

"Oh, she's a space case that lives in the Hotlands. I don't spend much time around her, pretty much just when she has a job for me to do. Ya know, weird things here and there. Money is money."

I fiddled with the zipper to my jacket, "Sans? You and Papyrus have jobs. If I'm going to be living here… Should I get one too?"

Papryus' eyes immediately lit up, "You've decided to live here with us, Human?"

I shifted in my seat, "I mean… You guys offered, and it's not like I know anyone else here. Plus, Snowdin seems pretty filled up, and we saw what happened last time I was in the Hotlands. So yeah… I figured I'd stay. But seriously, I'll work-"

"Don't worry about it, kid," Sans shrugged it off as he finally started eating his spaghetti, "You're not much of a space keeper, and you don't use much around here. For now, you're good. Maybe once you've lived down here for a year or so, we'll think about it again."

"A year or so…" I mumbled to myself, looking at the last bite of spaghetti on my plate. It was always a slap in the face to remember I'd be down here long term, more less forever. With no way back up, clearly I had no where else I could go. I was stuck in a world of strange monsters unlike humans at all, and there wasn't much I could do to change that. I looked at Sans and gave him a smile with only half of my heart in it, "Thanks, Sans."

"Whatever, kid," Somehow, he surpassed me in eating, and was done as he said this. He stood up and shrugged his jacket on, "Welp, I'd better be getting over to the stand. See you later, boneheads."

I got up and watched him walk as far as I could see from the front door, then I walked into the yard to look at the snow flowers. They made me so happy, I had no clue why. I guess it's just the fact that Sans worked so hard to make me happy over stupid flowers. Papyrus walked past me, "See you later, human!"

"Where are you going, Papyrus?"

"Ah! Just hunting for humans, Human! Wait…" He turned to look at me, "Human…"

"Hunting… humans?" I took a step back, "What do you mean, Papyrus?"

"King Asgore- Ah! Sorry Human, I can't stay! I need to get going!" The taller skeleton broke into a run before I could get an answer. I felt uneasy, so I quickly retreated into the house. I rushed to the phone, quickly dialing Sans' number. Before he could pick up, someone pounded at the door. I ducked under the sink, holding it tight.

"Hello? Listen, kid. I know you miss me and all, but I know for a fact Papyrus hasn't even been gone a minute now. I just got to work," How had he gotten there in that amount of time anyways? I whimpered and tried to speak, but I heard the door give to whoever was pounding on it, "Kid? What was that? Kid?"

I heart metal clank through the living room, a deep growl coming from whoever was out there. Before I could think, I sobbed Sans name. I heard a voice in the living room call out, "Who's there? Show yourself, coward!"

In my panic, the phone clattered to the floor within the cabinet. I heard the metal start coming my way, and my shaking wasn't doing much help at keeping quiet. I heard Sans in the phone yell saying he'd be right there. Only moments later, I heard the metal fall over, "For the love of god- Sans? Was it you all this time?"

"Undyne?" Sans burst into laughter, as if he'd just told one of the best jokes he'd ever come up with, "No, no. I have a guest here. You must have startled her. Timrey, come on out. It's alright," He sounded comfortable enough, so I closed my phone and crawled out, looking at him. One look at me slapped the humor right off his face, "Kid? Kid, it's okay. She's a friend of Pap and mine's. This is Undyne."

"Sans…" There was a woman in metal armor, her helmet having fallen off when she fell over it seemed. her skin- No, scales - were blue, and her ears looked more like fish ears. Her hair was a brighter shade of red than mine, and much longer, "Did you befriend a… human?"

Sans laughed nervously, "You know I don't have the guts to turn someone like her away. I mean, look at her. She wouldn't make it five minutes here without me. She passed out in the hotlands after a good ten."

Suddenly, my gears switched. I wasn't worried about the lady on the ground anymore, I was worried I'd slam my fist into Sans' boney face. I gritted my teeth at him, "I made it much longer than five minutes without you. I'm plenty strong enough to fight on my own-"

"Sure you are, kid. That's why you're missing the tips of your middle three fingers, right?" I looked down at my hand and the surge of shock that always accompanied the sight shot through me, "Exactly. Listen, Timrey. I'm sure you could've made it longer than five minutes, but the point is, you wouldn't have survived."

"You don't know that," I said sharply, finally meeting his eyes again. The white lights within his eye sockets - pupils? - became minute as he looked at me, "I've made it on my own plenty before. Just because I fell down here doesn't mean I'm incapable of surviving."

"Don't get all bone-dry at me, Timrey. I didn't mean anything by it. It's not just you, afterall. Any kid who fell down here would be just as bad off. It's not your fault. The Underworld just isn't built for humans, in fact, it's specifically built to repel humans."

I stormed past him and his friend, towards the door, "I'll show you. Forget it, I don't need your help. I can make it on my own."

"Kid! Get back here you numskull! You'll freeze out there!"

I didn't care.