After sprinting down the town's main street Frisk came up on her house. She lived with Toriel and Flowey. It was a medium sized two story house, with a nice patio and a large back yard. Toriel wanted to stay humble and keep to a small place.

She quickly pushed open through the front door and pulled her cell phone from her back pocket. She quickly tapped on the screen and went to send a message to Sans.
Frisk: Hey Sans, I met someone really cool today...It's kind of funny he looks like you.

She didn't expect him to reply right away; she still had about fifteen more minutes before Sans would be on his break. She put the phone back in her pocket, and quickly kicked off her shoes and made her way into the kitchen to fix something to eat.

She spied a yellow flower at the window sill over the sink and it turned to face her.

"Welcome home Frisk.." He waved his leaves at her, and watched her pull open the fridge.

*Hello Flowey, are you hungry?* She pulled out some lunch meat, and some cheese. He nod his head, his petals slightly swaying as he did so. She set the items on the counter and went to the pantry to pull out a loaf of bread.

"You were out later than usual.. did something happen?" He stretched out his vines and pulled himself down on the counter. His pot making a light clank as he set himself down. Frisk paused briefly but quickly set out four slices of bread and started slapping the lunch meat on them.

"Frisk.." His voice was stern. She stopped opening the cheese slice and huffed. She set it down and turned to face him.

*I was just visiting with the Monsters in town.* It technically wasn't a lie, but not fully the truth either. She went back to opening the cheese packets and set a slice on each stack of meat, then set the bread on top. Flowey knew Frisk had been keeping to herself more often then not, and tried not to pry. They all had their secrets after all.

"What ever you say.. Frisk. Just try not to worry Tori-I mean mom.." He took the sandwich that she offered to him, and took a bite from it. It might have looked strange to anyone else. A flower eating a sandwich.
She smiled also taking a bite of her sandwich..

Sans sighed while taking off his glasses to set them on his work desk. They had been working on a project to make magic the fuel for newer rocket ships. Only problem was finding out how to store large amounts of magic and creating a structure that would allow the ship to use it in bursts when needed with out running out too quickly.

"Geez.. my bones sure are tired.." He tilted his head to the side rubbing his vertebrae. "Break time.." He pushed his chair back and stood up shoving his hands in his lab coat pocket. He grabbed his cell phone and noticed he had a text from Frisk. He chuckled while tapping the screen. He had to cover his finger tips with his magic for the screen to register that he was using it.

He was just about to enter the break room when he read the message and his eye lights went out.

Kiddo: Hey Sans, I met someone really cool today...It's kind of funny he looks like you.

He re-read the message over a few times, and looked up and quickly ran over to the counter to grab a cup of coffee. His bones were rattling nervously, and he quickly poured some into a mug only spilling it slightly. He quickly blew on it then took a large gulp before going back to the message. He took a a deep breath and set the mug down before replying.

Sans: Hey kiddo, that's pretty cool.. how did he look like me exactly? The lucky devil must be swimming in the ladies.. ;P

He kind of chuckled, but quickly sighed wracking his free hand over his eye sockets. He hoped that this guy didn't look like him. Surely Gaster couldn't be back after all these years.. It wouldn't make sense.

Frisk was just finishing her sandwich when her phone buzzed in her back pocket. She smiled and took it out and swiped to get to the message. She read the message and scoffed. Sans was always joking about his looks.

Frisk: Well he was a skeleton monster like you. He was different.. His bones were red, and he wore a jacket and shorts similar to you too. They were black though. He was nice.

Flowey watched her type away on her keyboard, and rolled his eyes. He knew who she was texting. She almost never texted anyone else besides Sans. "Smiley trash bag I presume?" He snickered at the name, and twitched his petals.

Frisk stuck her tongue out at him, and turned on her heel to exit the kitchen. Flowey huffed "Hey! Wait for me.. Frisk!" He called out for her, using his vines to walk himself and his pot into the living room where she was now situated on the couch.

Sans phone pinged and he hesitated before reading the message. After a few seconds the mug shattered on the floor, coffee splashing on the cabinets and tile. Sans held his phone, his bones were shaking and blue sweat was beading down the back of his school.

'It can't be.. It has to be a mistake..' He nervously replied to her, and ran out of the break room. His coat fluttering after him.

Sans: Heh well ain't that something. Guess who just got off the next few days.. maybe you can introduce me?

He ran into his office and shot Alphys an e-mail saying he had an emergency and would need to take off for the next few days and not to worry as he had plenty of sick time. The project was at a stand still anyway; so a nice break would help him to relax his mind. He shrugged off his coat, and shut down his computer and gathered his things before heading out of the office and locking it up behind him. He would simply teleport home, but he was too far away.

"Please kid.. don't do anything stupid.." He mumbled under his breath as he walked down the hallway to exit the compound.

Frisk read the message and clapped her hands together happily. It had been awhile since she had seen Sans! Flowey titled his head at her, and a small smirk graced his face.
"Smiley trash bag coming home?" Frisk glared at Flowery.

*You know I don't like you calling him that!* She hesitated then smiled brightly again. She was always a ray of sunshine. And that's Ironic as he was a a bright yellow flower.
*Yes though.. He's coming home! I'm so excited. It'll be nice to catch up.* She swiped down her contacts and looked at the newest addition. Error. Would he be upset if she texted him now? She chewed on the bottom of her lip her finger hovering over the message button next to his name.

"Guess the peace couldn't last forever.." Flowey remarked sarcastically under his breath. Frisk arched her brow unhappily at him and decided to ignore his comment.

She once again stared at Error's contact in her phone. 'C'mon Frisk..' She found her confidence and tapped the message button and began typing out a message to Error.
Unknown Number: Hey it's Frisk.

That would be good enough for now. She sighed in relief and laid her head back against the couch. Flowey used his vines to reach for the remote control for the tv, and switched it on.
"When's Toriel supposed to be home?" Flowey asked her while flipping through the channels.

She was about to sign to him, but noticed he wasn't looking and tapped him on the back of his head. He blinked for a second then chuckled under his breath and looked up at her. "Sorry.. I for get sometimes.."
She frowned at him. *She should be home in the next hour. She had a meeting with Asgore..*

"Ah.. I see.." Flowey went back to watching the tv. The two of them often found themselves on the couch. Frisk would sometimes read a book, and Flowey would read the book from behind her or sleep curled up next to her.

After about an hour or so; there was the sound of the front door being unlocked and the door swinging open. "Frisk.. Flowey. I'm home my children!" Toriel walked through the door. Frisk and Flowey both waved at her from the couch.

"I have a surprise for the both of you! Look who I found hovering at our doorstep.." She covered her maw with her paw trying to hide her snickering. A familiar skeleton shuffled in shyly behind her. Frisk's face lit up immediately and she jumped up off the couch to run over to him.

He rubbed the back of his skull. "Heh, Heya Kiddo. Long time no see.. Were ya bonely without me?" He chuckled as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulling him up into a hug. His slippers falling off his feet as she lifted him into the air.

Flowey rolled his eyes. "Hello, trash bag.."

Toriel scoffed at Flowey, but quickly shut the door behind Sans, and ushered Frisk to carry him further into the living room. Frisk smiled and finally set him down in the middle of the room. He adjusted his blue jacket and coughed to clear his throat.

"Flowerpot.." He glared at Flowey but then turned his sockets back to the two women in front of him.

*Sans, how did you get here so fast? I thought you couldn't teleport from that far away. Please don't hurt yourself.* She frowned at him and crossed her arms over her chest.
Sans just shrugged his shoulders and looked at her through lidded sockets.

"I took a bus part way, and when I got close enough I just started teleporting until I got here." He said it as if it wasn't a big deal. Toriel giggled, and came up behind Frisk to rest her paws on her shoulders while gazing down at the short skeleton.

"Well, I am glad you made it safely, try not to use too much of your magic. Are you hungry? I was going to make snail pie for dinner tonight." Sans grin tightened; he didn't much care for snail pie, but he wasn't about to be rude.
"Sure why not.. I'm just dying to have some." Toriel giggled, and Frisk puffed out her cheeks. "I mean c'mon, I'm all bone here.." He shoved up his jacket sleeves to show off his arms. He winked at them both, and Toriel walked off towards the kitchen still giggling under her breath.

He looked back to Frisk who seemed to have averted her gaze for the time being.

"So kid, how ya been holdin' up?" He walked over to slip his slipped back on his feet. If it's one that hadn't changed was Sans sense of fashion and comfort. His blue jacket had a few patches sewn on to it, and those pink slippers were really really ragged.

*I'm doing alright. What about you Sans? How is working at NASA? Is it everything you hoped it would be?* She motions him to come into the kitchen. He nod his skull and followed after her.

"It's everythin' and more kid. To be apart of a project that could change the way we travel to space, and possibly get us further and out there more.. It's..nnh.." Frisk looked back over her shoulder at him, and he has small blue stars in his eyes. She let out a raspy giggle and pulled out a chair at the kitchen table. He stood there for a moment lost in thought, before realizing she was staring at him.

"Sorry.. didn' mean to space out on ya." He chuckled and sat down across from her, letting his gaze travel over to Toriel who was placing the pie in the oven. She pat her dress and turned to smile at him.

*How is Alphys taking to it? I know it must be hard on her relationship with Undyne.* Frisk looked sullen for a moment, before perking back up. The small clunk of a pot being moved across the floor caught Sans attention and he glared at Flowey.

"Yeah she complains a lot about long distance..They face time a lot though.. guess that 'elps." He drifts off as Flowey pulls himself up onto the table next to Frisk. Toriel hummed in response, and leaned back against the counter. "Poor dear, I can only imagine.."

Sans wanted to snort, but thought better of it. "So kiddo this friend you told me about.. what are they like?" He leaned back in the chair and crossed his arms over his chest. Flowey looked to Frisk. She hadn't mentioned meeting a new friend. He scoffed and wiggled his leaves in annoyance.

Frisk grit her teeth, and tried to ease into the topic. Toriel seemed to brighten up at the mention of a new friend. Frisk had been so stand offish for awhile now, and anything to distract her would be a breath of fresh air. "You met a new friend my child?"

Frisk nod her head shyly and quickly signed with her hands. *He was standing in the field just at the edge of town, I had never seen anyone like him. So I approached him.* She paushed for a moment.

Sans brow bone arched. "What was he doin'?"

Frisk shrugged her shoulders, and turned up her lips in thought. *He had his hand reached out but that was about it. That was around the time I got his attention..*

Flowey titled his head and tried reading her expression. She was telling the truth from what he could feel from her. Toriel turned to check on the pie, and hummed happily when it was done. She put on an oven mitt and pulled it from the oven to set it on top on the stove. "Pie is ready!" She stated gleefully.

Frisk smiled, and was happy for a distraction. Sans hadn't stopped staring at her as she explained that they would be meeting again tomorrow. Toriel thought that it was a wonderful idea, and wondered if it was a human.

She set out plates and cut equal pieces for everyone. Sans still hadn't acknowledged the pie infront of him. "So ya say he looks like me eh?" He finally leans forward on his elbows and clasps his phalanges together. His stare was making Frisk squirm in her seat.

She nod her head and took a bite out of the pie. Flowey was using his vines to hold the fork while he ate and listened. It wasn't like Frisk to hide things from him, he wondered if this guy was bad news. Frisk was usually a good judge of character but she could be ignorant and naive to others intentions. The underground was proof of that.

*Yes, he was a skeleton, but his bones were black and red..* Toriel paused at holding the fork to her mouth with her bite of pie. "A Skeleton you say?" She seemed perplexed. "My child are you sure?"
Frisk shrugged and set her fork down. *That's what he looked like.. he also knew of Sans and Papyrus too.. when I asked him if he was related to you.* She was starting to feel uneasy.

Toriel pondered for a moment, and smiled, "Well there were thousands of monsters in the underground it is possible to not have known.." Sans rolled his eye lights. He knew that was a bunch of bull. Asgore and Toriel knew everyone in the underground.

*He agreed to meet me tomorrow, he seems like a nice guy.* She smiled and picked her fork back up. Sans sighed, and his expression relaxed. "Geez kid.. ready to jump his bones already?"

Toriel coughed into her paw at Sans comment and shot him a glare. Frisk stuck out her lip in a huffy pout. *Sans! I just met him!* Flowey glared at Sans as well.

Sans held up his hands in defense, "kiddn' kiddin.. geez tough crowd.." He finally picked up his fork and had to will himself to try it. He'd usually just douse anything he ate in large amounts of ketchup. It wasn't so bad, but it could use ketchup.

"So Sans how long are you in town for?" Toriel asked a little more coldy, still slightly bothered by his previous joke. Sans chuckled and didn't bother looking at her. "Gonna be here for the next three days or so. Wanted to spend some time with my favorite human.." He winked at Frisk.

Frisk felt her cheeks turn pink, but she quickly looked down at her plate. *Would you like to come with me tomorrow to meet him?* She looked up at him had always had a childhood crush on Sans since the day she met him, but over time she realized that he would never feel the same, so she never brought up her feelings and just enjoyed being friends. At times it was a bit awkward but she pressed on.

Sans shrugged and took another bite. "Nah, I wouldn't wanna be a third wheel. You have fun kid. Maybe we can hang out after?" Frisk smiled, and nod her head finishing her pie. She pushed back the chair and stood up taking her plate over to the sink. Flowey looked over at Sans, and sighed. He'd really hoped trash bag would have went.

"So what would that mean.. if he is indeed a skeleton?" Flowey finally spoke up. He wanted to know Sans opinion. Sans shrugged, his eye lights shrinking to small specks. "Not sure.. means we might have a relative we neva knew 'bout..Which would bring up a lot of questions.." Flowey's petals twitched. He could sense how unnerved he was.

"Well this has been lovely Tori. Thanks for dinner it was quite sans-sational." Toriel giggled and stood up to take his plate along with hers to the sink. "You are quite welcome, please do come back again before you head off. It was nice to see you again."

Sans smiled, and he stood up. Frisk was watching from the side of the counter. "Keep me posted kid.." He waved at her and he stuck out his tongue at Flowey before teleporting out of the kitchen.
Flowey huffed and threw his fork down at the table. Frisk walked over and pat his head. He only tried to pull away. *One of these days.. I'll get you two to get along..*

Flowey looked appalled. "M-Me and Trashbag! N-Never!"

Toriel shook her head, and began to wash the dishes. "I believe it is time for bed my children. If you have an early day tomorrow, it is best to be well rested." Frisk sighed and turned to leave the kitchen to go upstairs and get ready for bed.

Frisk had quickly taken a shower and changed into a lavender night gown once finished.

She quickly picked up her phone to check to see if she had any missed messages. Sometimes not having phones at the dinner table was nice, other times it made Frisk's anxiety rise.

Her face lit up and she flopped down on her bed before swiping the message open.

Error: Didnt expct u 2 txt so soon

She frowned, she already didn't like the way he texted but pushed the thought of scolding him away. It wasn't her place.
Frisk: I thought it would be best to set up a time to meet up tomorrow.

Error snickered at her reply. "I'm pretty sure I told her same time tomorrow.." He typed away on the screen and hit send. He was already getting bored again. He had a nice nap, but it was always short lived.
He waved his hand and blue strings lowered a Sans doll down to him. Then a Frisk doll. He would need to edit the Frisk doll to look like her now. This one was just her as a child.

He glared at the Sans plush and squeezed it in his hand.

Frisk face palmed, and her cheeks blushed a bright pink. He did tell her what time, man how could she be so dumb, she just wanted to strike up a conversation but now she bombed that big time!

Frisk: Right, just testing you! You passed!

Frisk hit send, and quickly regretted how she was digging her self into a deeper hole. She wasn't sure how Error would react.. she felt her cheeks burn at her embarrassment and hoped this wouldn't be brought up tomorrow.

Error read the message and ran his hand down his skull. 'She couldn't be serious?' He rolled his eye lights before replying to her.

Error: Im not a fan of pzzls.

Frisk felt her heart drop, did she make him mad? She chewed on the bottom of her lip and tried to think of something lighter. She smiled suddenly, and quickly replied to him. She pulled the covers to the side and slid in between them. She knew Flowey would be in later, he usually liked to keep Toriel company before going to bed.

Error blinked at her reply. She was asking him what he liked. Why did she care? He huffed and sat up in the hammock. "Guess I could indulge her.. a little bit. heh Heh heh"

Error: crocheting..and sewing

Frisk stared wide at his reply. She didn't think he'd be so honest! She wondered what he liked to make, her thoughts trailed off to him holding a sewing needled and patching up a pair pf pants, or maybe crocheting a blanket. She smiled to herself as she felt her eye lids get heavy.

She wondered how tomorrow would play out, and soon she drifted off to sleep before she could send a reply to him..

Error set his phone back down on his lap, he looked up, and sighed. He really needed some more color in this place..