Frisk inserted the next screw into their robot, Sans's head. Sans was wearing dark blue overalls with skulls as the buckles. He wore a pocket watch on his left side, that was chained to the inside of his coat, and his back of his head and neck were what gave away that he was also a robot. His neck was what fascinated his inventor the most. When the robot could control its body without its head, attached a gear so the head would go on. Frisk had made them to be a protector, but ended up being extreamly resourceful, smart, and a long charge time with running out of energy fast. Frisk thought this was because of the extra things the robot did, or because he was super lazy.
They let out a sigh and pressed the power button and prepared for his left glowing eye in the shape of a blue gear. Their finger was still hovering over the button, afraid that he was still on the fritz with his protector module classifying everything as "Threat" including the thing he was trying to protect. His eyes were white dots and Frisk smiled. "All fixed up bud! Don't go trying to kill me. And get some charge before Papyrus wakes up." They moved on away from the robot, Sans and faced towards their next robot. A robot made to protect them as well.
This one was called "Undyne." undyne resembled a formal fish woman, but on her left side, instead of a matching ear-like fin, it was the thing that released the steam that powered her. She always held onto a spear, even when not in use.
"Alphys! Its time!" Frisk said as they jammed the invitation deeper into their pocket, unsure of what to do. It'd been so long since they lived regularly on the surface…thier friends were gone…they had built robots that could actually feel compassion, hatred, knowing more than just "CRUSH, KILL, DESTROY, SWAG." After all, emotions were just jolts of signals the brain sent to the nerves. Why couldn't that be done with a mother board? And Frisk had also given them voices and parts to fit different genders which is why Frisk didn't call their robots they/them pro-nouns or calling them "it"s. Plus they would never leave Frisk behind-
"F-F-F-Frisk?" Alphys snapped them out of their trance and they looked to the machine as she covered her snout. Frisk smiled gently.
"C'mon, time to rebuild your girl." If Alphys could've blushed, she would've. "Alphys, get me some washers, Undyne's joints aren't doin' that well." Frisk mentioned and then began taking a part Undyne's stomach area. They took their wrench, their favorite tool, and began to take out her water tank to refill it.
After working hard on Undyne, she was powered up. Undyne smiled down to Alphys. "Hello!" Undyne grinned. Alphys looked to her feet and Frisk giggled.
Frisk got up to make thier way over to Papyrus. Undyne looked over to Sans, he was holding a letter addressed to Frisk and Undyne knew he must've been pickpocketing again. "Sans, you know that Frisk doesn't like us going through their stuff without their permission!" She warned.
Sans held the letter away from Undyne. "yeah, well all it was was a stupid letter."
"That mark looks familiar though!"
"probably from frisk's nerd magazines." He rolled his eyes.
"No, Alphys might know. Hey Alphys!" Undyne called. "Can you tell us what this is?"
Alphys looked surprised as she noticed the stamp. "O-o-o-o-oh m-m-m-my g-g-g-gosh-sh-sh! Th-this is the mark of that u-u-u-university th-th-that F-F-F-Frisk loves!"
"SANS!" Papyrus's loud voice intervined. "STOP MAKING THE OTHERS LAZY!" Papyrus was a very formal looking robot, and didn't have any of his gears, bolts, or anything that would make him look like a robot show. He wore somewhat of a costume as his every day wear, especially his hat and scarlet sash which fit with a male victorian rich corpse. He also had a strange gold tooth which was a tracking chip Frisk had emplanted in him.
"We're investigating a letter that Frisk got." Undyne explained.
"A letter you say?" Asgore, a much tougher looking robot appeared. He was an obvious robot with a golden emblem of Frisk's old gang bared upon his chest. His 2 steam releasers resembled horns and he wore what seemed to be faux lion fur on his head. His cape nearly enveloped his entire body. He was one of Frisk's best protection robots.
Undyne obidiantally passed it to Asgore and Toriel looked over his shoulder as they inspected the envelope, not daring to break into it. Sans took it back.
A metal pail fell to the ground behind the group. "My child?" Toriel looked to Frisk's usually tan face. It turned pale.
"I thought I told you not to go through my stuff!" They said as they stamped over. They snatched the letter from Sans and turned their back to the group.
They went into their off-limits room that held the first robots that Frisk built. A doll like version of themselves, and an adorable Flower. Pressing on the power button to both of them, Frisk kneeled down and let a tear slip down their face. "If there was any time that I need advice, it's now. Please…"
