Chapter One: Living In The Human World
Frisk awoke with a start. She squinted her eyes at the beams of sunlight who greeted her with a warming smile. She rubbed her eyes and opened them a little more, examining the room around her. Where was she? She looked at the light tan-colored walls and the purple drapes that hung limply from the window frame. She got up from the violet themed bed she was lying on and looked inside the closet. Inside were various sweaters she wore, along with some odd items she didn't immediately recognize. Suddenly, it all came back to her. She remembered the fall from the mountain, the strange flower who turned out to be someone extremely friendly (in which whom she became very fond of), Toriel (who took amazing care of her within the short three hours she spent with her in the beginning), the two peculiar skeletons, the virtuous sea-guard, the robot named Mettaton (who sadly hadn't come with them) and his creator, Alphys, and, most of all, the king, Asgore (who tried to kill her, but apologized so it was okay).
Frisk grinned in delight as she bounded out of what she guessed was her room, since they hadn't been here that long, and looked down the hallway. A light brown, wooden staircase lay in front of her, wishing to be tread upon once more. Doors aligned the wall in an orderly fashion, but each were a different color. She turned away from the doors and walked along the carpeted hall to the stairs. As she carefully made her way to the first floor, a small sound was heard. Humming. Frisk peeked out to what she assumed was the living space. A fireplace was right across the window, a television set was hung up above the decorative heater, and clean, white sofas were set around a glass coffee table. The carpet was a lot softer than the one upstairs. Frisk cautiously stepped down and made her way towards the kitchen. She noticed a familiar figure at the stove, cooking breakfast with what seemed like fire magic. The figure turned and smiled.
"Good morning, my child," Toriel greeted. Frisk smiled in reply and sat at the island in the middle of the kitchen. Toriel handed her a plate of fluffy pancakes along with butter and syrup. She kissed the young girl's forehead and went back to her cooking. Frisk applied the condiments to her meal. She put a piece in her mouth which seemed to melt like cotton candy.
"Mmm,~" she sounded in satisfactory. Toriel chuckled, not looking away from what she was doing. Soft footsteps sounded as someone came downstairs. Frisk turned around with a mouthful to see Sans. Sans yawned widely as he sat next to his human companion.
"You look sleepy," Frisk told him as soon as she swallowed her bite.
"Yeah," he smiled, "I guess you could say I'm dead tired."
"Sans!" Papyrus shouted from upstairs, causing Sans to chuckle. The taller of the two walked in with a glare towards his older brother. Toriel set their plates, and they returned the favor with "thank you's" in unison. As the time went by, one by one, everyone came downstairs for breakfast.
"Good morning," Asgore yawned widely, "What's for breakfast?"
His optimistic mood, even when he was half-asleep, kept everyone happy.
"Heyo, everybody!" Undyne called out. She had her casual attire on, but her hair was wet like she had just showered. "Mmm, I smell pancakes!"
"Hi, Undyne!" Frisk greeted with a grin. Undyne chuckled and slid into the seat next to her.
"How'd you sleep?" Undyne asked. Frisk shrugged.
"Good," she replied. While everyone's plates were set, and Toriel sat with her own, there was a dull chatter of everyone's conversations filling the room. Frisk finished up and set her plate in the sink.
"Child, you may play in the backyard if you'd like," Toriel told her. Frisk smiled and rushed out to the luscious, green grass. She noticed a swing set and a trampoline on one side, then a pool on the other. It shocked her to find such a vast landscape, though it was fenced in. She got up onto the trampoline and jumped for awhile.
"Human! May I join you in your form of entertainment?" Papyrus asked, shutting the door behind him. Frisk giggled and nodded. Papyrus, though off balance at first, got on and jumped with her. It was very amusing to Frisk watching Papyrus become extremely wobbly and nearly falling down.
"Watch it there, Pap. You could get hurt, or even break a bone," Sans said, leaning on the door. Frisk giggled at Papyrus's agitated expression. Sans moved across the yard and sat on one of the swings nearby, merely observing his sibling and friend having fun.
"Hey, guys!" Undyne shouted, running to join up. She grabbed Frisk off the trampoline and spun her around just before giving her a noogie.
"Ah! Undyne!" Frisk laughed and squirmed out of her grasp. Undyne smirked and chased her around the yard. She eventually caught up and dunked her in the pool. Undyne cackled as Frisk glared at her, soaked.
"Ha, ha!" Undyne exclaimed, but suddenly started levitating, "Eh?!"
Sans chuckled, one blue eye glowing. He lifted her above the pool and then dropped her in.
"Sans!" Undyne scolded as she emerged from the clear liquid. Frisk giggled and splashed at her. "Really now?"
Undyne smirked as she went underwater. Frisk giggled and screamed as she looked around with a wide grin. Undyne burst through and dunked her.
"Undyne!" Toriel scolded. Undyne smiled sheepishly and helped Frisk back up. She was giggling as soon as she could breath.
"Now, you two shouldn't be in the pool with your clothes on," Toriel said with a glare, "Go in and get proper swimwear."
Undyne got out and help Frisk out of the pool. They went inside to change. Soon enough, when they came out, nearly everyone was having fun, either in the pool or on the trampoline. Of course, Sans had stayed in his spot on the swings. Undyne dove into the cool water and Frisk went in after her.
The evening was breezy and humid, making Frisk's drying hair all over the place. Outside, a stereo was blasting out music, and inside Papyrus was making spaghetti since Papyrus insisted he do it himself. After a while, Toriel went inside to make sure he hadn't set fire to anything yet. Frisk jumped on the trampoline by herself while nearly everyone else was in the pool.
"Up next is a new top hit, coming straight from the Underground!" announced a familiar voice on the stereo. Everyone looked at the electronic with widened eyes as the beginning beat started playing. Frisk grinned and got off, dancing to the rhythm. Undyne, who was relaxing on one of the sun bathing chairs, laughed and joined in. Toriel came out to everyone jamming to this song. She tilted her head, wondering why this one was so special. Frisk grabbed her hand and urged her to join. Toriel chuckled and swayed her hips with the music. When the song ended, everyone was giggling.
"Hope you enjoyed, my beauties!~" the voice said, then it went to a commercial about cars.
"At least he's famous up here and down there," Alphys grinned. She seemed fairly content about her creation.
"Spaghetti is ready!" Papyrus shouted out the window. The yummy aroma of pasta filled he air, causing most everyone to run inside. Papyrus grinned in triumph as everyone sat down, ready for food.
Frisk yawned as Toriel gently laid her onto the bed. She was exhausted from the day and wanted to get some rest. Toriel kissed her forehead and tucked her in.
"Goodnight, my child," Toriel whispered with a gentle smile. She turned around and left the room, shutting the door behind her with a soft click. Frisk rolled around in the blankets, becoming a soft, purple caterpillar. She snuggled deeper into her cocoon and closed her eyes, breathing deeply. Soon, she had fallen asleep.
Frisk awoke. She was surrounded by small, golden flowers. The area was dark, and she could only spot a barely visible doorway down the hall. She stood up and walked through it, entering a very similar room, yet this time there was only one flower on a light green patch of grass. Frisk tilted her head. She made her way toward the flower, but was suddenly transported to a golden hallway. Red stains led the way to another door. Though afraid, Frisk continued on. She was horrified at what she saw. The red stains had led her to a room full of her friend's decaying corpses. A raw, metallic smell hit her nose like a punch to the face.
Frisk jolted upward. A cold sweat glued the back of her shirt to her and some fell from her forehead. In a frightened panic, the blankets were skewed across the bed and onto the floor. She rubbed her eyes, and they darted around the room. Still the same room as the one she went to bed in. Moonlight streamed in like a silver river, making the violet carpet shine. Frisk got up and went out into the hallway. She made her way into Toriel's bedroom and curled up next to her. Toriel opened one eye and yawned.
"What is it my child?" she asked quietly.
"N-Nightmare," Frisk replied. Toriel sighed and hugged her close.
"Sleep, my child," she whispered. Frisk closed her eyes, feeling safe within Toriel's arms. Not long afterwards, she was back to sleep.
"Frisk, dear, wake up," Frisk heard Toriel's voice say. She yawned widely and opened her eyes. Toriel's friendly face came into view, making Frisk smile.
"Morning," she said and sat up.
"Waffles are downstairs," Toriel said, heading towards the doorway, "You're the second to last one up, by the way. Sans hasn't come downstairs yet."
Frisk watched as Toriel walked down the stairs to the kitchen. Frisk got up and slipped out and went to Sans's room. What seemed like fire was bursting through the crack under his door. Frisk knocked and waited. No answer. She knocked again, louder this time. She heard a soft groan and some inaudible speech. The door knob turned and the door opened. Sans yawned and looked at her. He chuckled softly and smiled.
"Morning, kid," he said.
"Morning!" Frisk said back and bounded down the stairs, leaving Sans to follow her. She sat at the table and ate her waffles. The front door opened and in stepped Asgore and Undyne.
"Got the stuff for movie night, Toriel!" Undyne exclaimed. They set down the shopping bags in the living room. Undyne ruffled Frisk's hair when she came in. "How you doing, kid?"
"Good," Frisk replied, giggling. Undyne laughed and sat down next to her, finally noticing the skeleton on the other side of the table.
"Woah, man. You look beat," Undyne told him.
"Really? I guess you could say I'm dead beet tired," he chuckled and held up a beet from his pocket.
"Where did you even get that?" Undyne asked. Sans shrugged.
"Supermarket," he began, "Of course these guys got way to into the music within the grape section. They sure were raisin the roof. They kept saying to one worker, 'Lettuce turnip the beet'. After a bit he agreed. I know this was a cheesy experience, but I sure felt grate afterwards."
Undyne's eye twitched and she looked like she was about to strangle him. Toriel looked as if she was about to cry laughing. The back door opened and Papyrus walked in.
"Shut him up before I do, Papyrus," Undyne said and stormed out, making Sans burst into laughter.
"Sans? What did you do to Undyne?" Papyrus asked.
"Nothing, Pap, I swear. Orange you going to ask her instead?" Sans asked. He had a huge grin on his face when Papyrus realized what was going on.
"Sans, no," Papyrus said and went back outside.
"Hey, Sans," Frisk said. He looked in her direction.
"What is it, kid?" he asked.
"Are you a turn signal? Because you keep giving puns left and right," she said. That's moment when he lost it and fell off his chair in laughter. Once he had finally regained his composure and sat back down, the phone began to ring.
"Sans, would you please get that for me?" Toriel asked. Sans sighed and got off his chair, then went to pick up the phone. Slowly, the excitement in his face faded to boredom. After he hung up, he sat back down.
"What was that?" Frisk asked.
"School nearby. You'll have to enroll soon," Sans replied. Frisk groaned, remembering how horrible it was at school. Not only was she bullied, she had no one to go to. Not even parents. They had left her on the steps of an orphanage.
"It'll be alright, my child," Toriel reassured, "I'm sure you'll have fun."
Frisk hoped she was right.