So this idea actually came to me in the middle of the night. I had to get it down, and I wanted this to be a oneshot, but as I was writing this my brain decided that details were super important. Basically I have no idea how long this is going to be, but I do want to put out long chapters since I'm kinda embarrassed of the chapter lengths my other story has.

This is set in upperworld. The premise for this is essentially, what would happen if the war didn't break out. What if the humans and monsters signed a peace treaty to not go to war, and so they never went under ground. Frisk lived her regular life not falling down Mt. Ebot. She's actually a pretty smart cookie, she just doesn't study well. And since, well, she has a good handle on resets and the whole time thing (going back in it and redoing parts of it) I kinda made her to be a scientist like Sans and Alphys are.

Frisk is 19 and Female

Alphys is the same nervous wreck as always but a little more fierce

Sans is...well...maybe a little out of character? He's going to tie back into how he normally is, but I ended writing him a little edgy on accident...BUT THERE'S A REASON!

So yeah, I hope I don't stir the pot too much and overcook the spaghetti on accident. Welcome to this story and enjoy the ride!

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Toby Fox, I just own the story idea.

There was a lull in the night air as a chilled puff streamed from her lips. A mist had rolled over the railway stop as the last twinkles of sunlight fell over the distant hills just on the other sides of the marshes. A deep blue filled the sky as reds and purples slowly stirred in with the dusk. Her fingers burrowed in deeper into her blue-and-magenta-striped sweater, the cold from her digits blocking any heat to assist her from the chill.

She had moved to Mt. Ebot's small city, New Homeland, a few weeks ago in order to pursue her degree in Temporal Science at the University of N.H.M.E.. She shivered as she eyed the digital arrival board - her train was a couple minutes out still. She was on her way there to take a night course - it was one that was only offered at night. Thank god that her job allowed her to stay at home, otherwise she would have been unable to take this course, one that she needed for her degree.

The rumble of trains caught her attention, as she looked up at the oncoming vehicle. Making sure she was clear of the yellow strip, the train rolled quickly in front of her, but came to a sudden stop. There was a design on the side of it that looked like some kids with too much time and a few extra cans of spray paint had fun. It was a beautiful woman with bright green eyes and large wings, and where her smile was there were words layered over top. She smiled to herself at the abstract painting that humans wouldn't be able to create, and hopped on board once the doors allowed her passage.

It was quiet inside the train, with there only being a few occupants. She mentally shrugged as she took a seat close to the entryway. Pulling off her backpack and placing it next to her, she rummaged through the inside and pulled out a rather thick textbook. A jostle of the train had it slip from her fingers and with a resounding THUD was a hair from flattening her toes. She over reacted, squeaking as she brought her feet up into her seat in a frantic fashion. A hissing chuckle came from across the way, and she looked up. A young woman with six arms, five eyes, and black hair pulled into pigtails put up by hair ties with bubbles for show, giggled into her hand as all eyes were on the human in the oversized sweater.

She blinked at the spider lady across from her, and then waved with an embarrassed smile on her face. The spider lady, blinking at a thought, smiled and waved, revealing two sets of fangs and neon green painted lips. They did contrast well with the girls purple skin. "Sorry, I didn't mean to laugh." The spider lady hissed amused. "I just hardly see humans on this route, and it's always so funny to see them flail around with their four limbs. It's quite amusing to see how those with lesser limbs act." She said as she leaned forward, propping her head on four of her hands, all elbows digging into her thighs. The other two folded over her lap, and her eyes lidded predatorily. Her shirt hung off her shoulders as an image of a cute narwal was printed on the front, and it cut off right above where one would think a belly button would be. Two black stripes sat on her shoulders - an undershirt that went down to her hips, and blended into black leggings that had a pair of bright rainbow leg warmers that were extremely fluffy. Her shoes were very simple - a pair of black and purple heels. One of her arms had an arm warmer the same type that was on her legs, and two of them had bracelets of all types. About twenty she could see.

The last arm she could see had a black tattoo that was in the shape of a dragon, and it seemed to shift as a corner scurried along to fill in a spot that looked out of place. This made her stiffen, much to the spider girl's amusement. Grinning a wicked grin she stared the human in the eye. "Arachnophobic?" She purred, causing the girl across from her to shake her head with wide eyes. The spider girl chuckled, and then looked up as the train slowed. With a sweet smile she stood and draped her large purse over her shoulder. Holding her hand out she winked at the human girl.

"Name's Muffet. I'd love to stay and chat but this is my stop."

The human girl blinked at the hand as the train stopped and the doors chirped as they opened. She took her hand and shook it. "Frisk." She said, smiling kindly at Muffet.

Biting her lower lip slightly she grinned widely and slipped Frisk a card with one of her other hands. Patting the humans head as she passed, she stepped out and away the train went. Frisk looked out the window, after the spider girl that disappeared in the blink of an eye. As with life.

She looked down at the card that rested in her lap, and stared at the words.

Miss Muffets Tuffet

Baked Sweets and Teas

Huh. It was close to her house. Frisk smiled to herself at the thought. At least she made a new friend, something that was a rarity for her.

With a quick shrug she slipped the card into her pants pocket, picked up her tomb of a school book, and read the chapter of quantum physics until her stop arrived.

…

Monsters crowded the hallway of N.H.M.E.U., and yet with the crowd being as thick as it was with monsters of all kinds, eyes shot her her like bullets. They shredded through her self confidence with accurate precision. Frisk gripped the straps of her backpack, and stared straight forward as she made her way through the crowd.

Head straight, chin up, eyes forward, shoulders back. These are the things of self confidence. She repeated this as she glided through the halls. It was...rare for humans to participate in Monster Schools, since there was still a bit of a strain between Monster-Human relationships. But overall Frisk found Monsters to be more interesting to be around, more relaxing versus their Human counterparts. She huffed her bangs out of her face at that thought.

Not like she could say much. After all, she was human…

Shaking her head slightly she pulled a folded paper out of her pocket, eyed the room number, and stopped. She stared at the numbers. To high...they got smaller this way...her feet led her down the walkway, making sure to flow around the creatures around her as she made it to the science department. Verifying the number on the door to the number on the paper she slipped in.

A lone Monster was inside the classroom towards the back; a yellow reptile who was giggling and pushing up her large round glasses as she mumbled under her breath what she saw on her phone. Checking the clock Frisk cursed herself internally. She was forty-five minutes early. The night was still bright enough that you could make out the silhouette of Mt. Ebot. Frisk shook her head as she went to a seat and sat, only a couple seats away from the Monster who was clearly engrossed in her small screen.

She seemed shaken out of her glee as she looked up at the seat that Frisk took. "Y-your e-e-early S-" Her lips clamped shut as her eyes widened in surprise at the human girl. A high pitch breath left the female lizard as she examined Frisk. "Oooooo-" her breath made a voweled groan, and she clamped her mouth shut again. She glanced from her screen to Frisk, back to the screen, then finally stopping on Frisk, her body not moving. Maybe Frisk's vision was based on movement?

Quickly turning off the device she stowed it away into her brown jacket. Frisk's heart twinged in guilt. Poor lady didn't have to turn off her device..

The reptile woman pushed up her glasses and turned to stare straight forward, her hands clasped tightly as she leaned on her arms. Her lips were tight as they trembled, sweat rolling down her forehead. Red stained her cheeks, and she looked like she was about to fall over from a fainting spell.

Frisk panicked. "Uh, I-I can move. I didn't mean to…" Frisk stared at the woman before her jerk her head to Frisk in a second. It was like two images with how quick it was. Her eyes were screaming at Frisk to not even dare move as a creaking groan sounded from her. She then pulled her jacket closer as she went back to her previous position, with the addition of shaking slightly. Frisk's heart crawled into her throat.

Glancing over the reptilian woman, she took note of her clothes. A brown jacket was pulled around her; it was close to resembling a duster, but had a more streamlined look to it. Her boots were the same color brown, and were pretty stylish for what they were. Then, she noticed the dress that this woman was wearing. It was made from a pattern. A certain..Mew Mew: Kissy Cutie pattern.

Frisk gasped deeply, causing the poor terror-stricken woman next to her to nearly fall out of her chair. "W-W-WHAT?" She nearly screamed, staring at Frisk disheveled as she gripped the table for support.

Frisk gawked at the fabric as she held her hands to her cheeks. "I. Love. That. Show." She said, a twinkle in her eyes.

The reptile blinked, trying to process. "U-uh?"

Frisk gripped the reptile's shoulders, causing her to flinch, and stare at the determination Frisk held in her expression. "That show! It's amazing!" She stared at Frisk, then looked down at her dress, and blushed heavily, covering her face and trying to avoid the humans stare.

"I-I-uh-" She then watched as Frisk went on an all out tangent, which the reptile lady soon joined in on.

They laughed and rambled as Monsters slowly filtered into the room. After a collective sigh between the two, Frisk held out her hand. With a bright smile she stated, "Frisk. What's yours?"

The reptile blushed and took the humans hand. "A-alphys." She said meekly. They resumed their chatting when Alphys stopped. Frisk watched in concern as Alphys seemed to pale from a warm yellow to a soft pastel yellow.

"Alphys?" She asked, waving a hand in front of her friends face.

Frisk stiffened, as she felt stares on her. A presence stopped behind her. She could feel her fears crawling up her back. A heaviness fell over her as the world drowned out around her. She felt so cold, as her heart clenched as her breathing hitched. Every bad thing that she had ever done. Every scream, every kick, every yell that was done in ill will towards another living creature - no matter how little they were and how few there were - stuck into her back like knives. She gripped her jacket where her heart was, as the darkness let up after what seemed like years.

She gasped for air and nearly fell off the chair, and she was staring into the eyes of Alphys. Sturdy clawed hands were on her arms, holding her to make sure she didn't fall off and hurt herself. "Frisk?" Alphys asked in a hushed tone. Frisk coughed as she gripped her throat. It was on fire and yet frozen. Alphys looked over her shoulder with a feeble attempt at a glare, at the person directly behind her. "Sans! What's y-your problem?!" Alphys snapped, her voice shaking from anger and fear.

"Eh, what can I say? Ain't nobody told me about the human here. Figured, hey, someone's gotta throw me a bone." A flat deep tone spoke behind Frisk in a lazy way, causing her to turn to look. Alphys was still gripping her for support. The sight in front of her almost made her jump and holler in laughter.

The goofiest look was on this creature's face. A plastered smile matched his lazy stare. She had been so freaked out that it was one of those more volatile monsters - especially with how she almost had a heart attack from fear - and she half expected it to rip her out of her seat and toss her across the room towards the back. But this guy, he looked like he wouldn't hurt a fly. Though, the fact that he was a walking skeleton did cause her panic. He wore a faded blue hoodie, with fur lining. He seemed to have a bit of pudge to him though, since it puffed out around where a belly would be. A pair of baggy grey pants hung off his legs - not jogging pants, they were made out of jean material. A pair of converse finished his outfit. She met his gaze, a pair of white dots stared at her. He seemed to raise a brow in question. "Like what you see?" He said flatly, causing Frisk to flush brightly from embarrassment.

Then suddenly, seemingly from nowhere, she snorted loudly and held her mouth with her hand, laughing into it as her whole face went a shade redder. Sans blinked at her, confused and a bit insulted, then looked over himself and then back at her, ready to bite her head off when she smiled at him. "S-sorr-rryyyyy." She said through chuckles and giggles and snorts. She folded both her hands over her face and leaned into them. "I-I just put your joke to how you look, and I-I-" she snorted and laughed, her form shaking. Everyone in the room stared at her like she had a second head, though Sans smirk grew a fraction. She pulled her hands down and beamed at him. "I guess you could say I found it-" she snorted, "- humerus." The whole room groaned at the bad joke. Sans grinned into his clenched hand, trying not to laugh.

She stood quickly, almost stumbling over herself, and held her hand out to him. Frisk was about an inch shorter than the skeleton in front of her, so it wasn't difficult to keep eye(socket) contact. "Frisk." She stated boldly, causing him to look over her, then stare at her hand in disdain.

"Cute." He stated, unamused.

Blue surrounded Frisk and her stuff as a tingle burrowed into her. She rose into the air, and all Frisk could do was stare at the area around them. All the monsters that were in this classroom had found their seats, and they were all staring at her. "Sans!" she could hear Alphys snap at the skeleton boy. He shrugged the reptile off as he walked Frisk to the back of the room. "P-put her d-down! She-she didn't k-know that w-w-was your seat! S-she's a g-good hu-" She clamped shut at one look from Sans. With a hum and a pop, Frisk and her possessions were at the back of the room, with Sans hovering over her. Frisk stared up at him innocently, causing him to scoff.

Planting a hand on the table, Sans stared her in the eyes, driving his point home. "Look, kid. Might be best you stay in the back." Frisk gave him a curious look. He groaned internally. What was a human even doing in a Monster-level physics class anyways? He leaned forward and whispered into her ear huskily. "These folks will eat a kid like you alive, so might be best for you to run back home before the big. Bad. Wolf comes for you." He grinned, baring his canines - they were sharp, and looked just like two big fangs. Like he could come and tear her throat out at any point if he found it fair.

Determination filled her as she smacked him on the face with the same heavy tomb from earlier, causing him to squawk from surprise. He glared at her, rubbing his whole face. "You-"

"No, you listen!" Frisk hissed in a hushed tone at Sans, who's fierce expression dropped from the outburst. She slammed the book down onto the table. "I didn't come all this way, move to a new town, and study by butt off," she pointed to her rear end, "to have someone like you," she pointed to Sans, who took a half step back, "tell me that I shouldn't even try!" She huffed, and walked up to him, causing him to edge back. "I know that Monsters don't like Humans very much, but gosh darn it if I'm not going to try!" her voice was beginning to raise from a hushed whisper, and the monsters in the room were eyeing the whole thing. Alphys was cheering the human on silently.

Frisk jabbed her finger against his sternum. "So you can take all your resentment and shove it. I'm smart enough to be here, and I would suggest swallowing your ego and get to know me before you go ahead and judge me for what I am instead of who I am." She finished through gritted teeth. Sans was staring down at her, a faint blue was on his cheeks, and he looked away as if trying to avoid her stare.

She sighed and closed her eyes, trying to calm herself down. The pat on his chest caught his attention, as the human stared up at him with annoyed eyes. "Now, we can either start over, or you can keep on being pissy." She held up her hand to him, and the air was heavy from the chatter around them. "So what's it going to be?"

Sans stared at the hand, then at Frisk, and then shrugged off her hand as he made his way back to his spot. Frisk sighed as she scratched her cheek. First impressions, she guessed. She'd like to make friends with the skeleton, but you can only do so much if you're swimming up stream.

Frisk groaned as she sat down, flopping in her chair as she leaned back, rubbing her face. She felt a stare burning into the side of her face, causing her to glance over and nearly have a heart attack. There was Alphys, with her head cradled in her hands, staring at her with admiration. Frisk looked from where she was, to where she is, and laughed. "Y-you're so c-cool Frisk." Alphys stated, her tail swaying gently.

There was a clearing of the throat as everyone halted their mutterings and gossip, as a tall skeleton draped in black stood in the front of the room. Six hands started to hover around him, then rose up in pairs as they started to communicate in sign language, a raspy voice laid over each of the words communicated.

"Welcome boys and girls to the first day of class. We will be going over what we will be learning in class in a bit, but first, fill out this consent form." Papers seemed to appear in front of everyone in a blink, and Alphys straightened herself in the seat. Frisk read over the paper; it basically stated that any theories and projects worked on in this class will not leave this class, by penalty of expulsion and/or death.

Without second thought she signed the dotted line and prayed she did not just sell her soul to the devil.

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There we have it guys. Let me know what you think; R&R please and thank you!