hOI!

Naww, you guys are the best. cx I didn't expect to get more than 5 views or anything (I suppose that's due to new stories being on the first page though x3). And thank you so much for your reviews! I will definitely continue. Thanks guys! Note: I will spell most words in British English, since I am British. But characters will say them in American English, because this is set in America. Thanks!

Disclaimer: I don't own Undertale or Sans, Papyrus, Undyne, Temmie, Napstablook and Alphys. If I did own Undertale, Frisk would probably be a llama.

PAPYRUS

The Great Papyrus was scared.

More than scared. He was paralyzed in fear, nervously awaiting whatever was supposed to happen next.

Then he saw who they were, and relaxed a little. He only screamed to fit in, of course.

Monsters!

A skeleton, no less! And two identical looking zombies, plus a ... fairy?

He hoped Sans didn't make another perfunctory job of introductions, like he always did.

Sans stepped forward. "oh, thank god. sorry about that. we're stuck on the sur-"

"Beat it, punk! Those aren't monsters!" Undyne exclaimed, with no little amount of vitriol poured into her words.

Sans took another look at them, and his cheekbones flushed blue. "oh crap. sorry. sorry."

Papyrus was confused. Of course these intruders were monsters! He looked up at Sans so he could elucidate.

Everyone else was dead silent.

The skeleton who had been spying on them removed their... removed their... their skull.

Now, Papyrus saw that this was no skeleton. This was some feeble attempt at resembling a skeleton. A forgery! A fake! An imposter!

It was a human. A human girl, with long, straight brown hair, eyes of a similar colour, and a magenta and blue striped shirt.

"Oh my God," she breathed. "Are you guys real?"

The monsters exchanged awkward glances. The two zombies yelled, "AWESOME!" in perfect synchronisation. They rushed forth, pulling off their own faces. This was all very strange. Papyrus wanted to interfere no more with humans if their idiosyncrasies involved dressing up as monsters.

The zombies were two small boys. Only the fairy stayed behind.

Sans cleared his throat. "erm..."

The girl walked towards them. "Wow, you guys are real! I knew those old stories were true! What are you doing here, then?"

"uh."

"U-Umm..."

"...uh..."

"tem dunnO!1"

The fairy then proceeded to scream. It was shrill and bloodcurdling, and it chilled Papyrus' bones and filled him with malaise.

"Abby, shut up, shut up! Don't be scared!" the older girl whisper-shouted at the fairy, in an apparent attempt to calm her down.

"MOOOOOONSTERS!" the fairy continued, projecting her voice across the whole world, Papyrus speculated.

"She's only five," the elder girl explained, as if apologising. "She's a real scaredy-cat sometimes. Abby, will you shut your mouth?"

The fairy shut her mouth obediently, but screamed again from the inside.

The two ex-zombies sighed in unison. "Shut up, Abby!" one said.

"Yeah! Shut up, Abby!" followed the other.

The girl in the striped shirt smiled as if to say, What can you do?

"As I was saying. I'm Lark. Lark Wilson. The twins are Shaun and Paul, my cousins. Paul and Shaun, whichever way it is. And that little screaming fairy over there? Their sister, Abby. Anyway. Who are you guys?"

LARK

At first, she thought they were normal.

Just trick-or-treaters, like her. Very fancy costumes, yeah, but trick-or-treaters nonetheless. Boy, she was wrong.

Lark's parents had ordered her to take her cousins trick-or-treating. Not that Lark minded. Her classmates thought she was babyish, but Lark adored stories and legends and Halloween and everything kids took for granted. She was thirteen and although she didn't exactly believe in Santa, she still made an effort to be extra-good at Christmas time.

So they decided to explore the more obscure parts of Ebott, her home town. The neighbourhood she'd never been in before, the one surrounded by trees.

Then they heard something behind the trees. Voices. Raised voices. An argument. Lark, being of her notoriously curious nature, decided to investigate.

Abby had whined and complained until they were sure they'd never hear the end of it. Lark didn't like being mean, she didn't dislike Abby. But the girl really did not facilitate her job.

So they'd gone on over anyway. Hiding behind the trees, they caught snippets of the conversation. One of them sounded quite angry, and Lark was then starting to doubt whether or not this was a good idea.

But then Abby had started rustling the leaves on purpose. She'd whispered too loudly, her voice thick with acrimony and laced with venom. She wanted to ruin Lark's day.

But then she knew for sure they'd heard Abby's noise-making. Oh well. What did she have to lose?

She pushed apart the trees, and everyone screamed.

She supposed it wasn't their physical appearances that scared her; anybody would mistake them for trick-or-treaters at first glance; but just that instinctive built-in defence mechanism.

The first one she saw was the skeleton.

He was pretty small and very thin, which is really what should have been expected from skeletons. A red scarf was wrapped around him as a cape. Even though Lark was pretty sure skulls could not portray emotion, he looked terrified.

He was gripping the wrist of a slightly taller skeleton. Although being taller than the other, he was still very short. This one was much bigger-boned than the other one. Lark supposed that really was a thing. He wore a blue hoodie, black shorts, and... pink slippers? Despite the circumstances, Lark found that quite comical.

White orbs of light shone in his eye-sockets. The orbs were glued to Lark's face, slowly widening in shock.

Behind them stood a tall girl with blue, scaly skin. Her red hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, and her eyes were yellow and reptilian. She looked tense, like she was holding in a Mt Vesuvius-sized eruption of anger inside her. Like she'd beat anyone up if they even breathed.

Next to the blue girl was a little yellow dinosaur-like creature. She wore a pink dress and a bow was secured on the side of her head. Her round glasses were pink-rimmed (Lark had at this point decided this one liked pink). She looked very nervous.

Then, on the floor at their feet, there was an adorable looking creature. It was like a cross between a puppy and a kitten, with shoulder length black hair.

A little white ghost came to Lark's attention. She hadn't noticed it before. It was as if it had faded out from existence, and just materialized back. It looked kind of like the ghosts from Pac-man, just with huge, sad eyes.

The taller, stouter skeleton spoke. "oh, thank god. sorry about that. we're stuck on the sur-"

The blue fish-like girl rolled her eyes. "Beat it, punk! Those aren't monsters!"

The skeleton took a good look at them. "oh, crap. sorry. sorry."

Lark couldn't believe it. Actual, real life monsters!

After a long moment of confusion, screaming, and shushing, introductions were finally made.

The tallest skeleton cleared his throat. He raised a brow-bone. Wait, how does he do that?

"i'm sans."

"I-I'm Al-Alphys..."

"hOI! i'm tEMMIE!1!"

"...napstablook..."

"Do I have to?"

"undyne, just do it," Sans sighed.

"Yeah, whatever. I'm Undyne, like that punk just said."

Everyone looked at the smaller skeleton.

He looked horribly shy. The taller one gave him a patient grin, and that did it. The cape-wearing skeleton seemed to be filled with determination.

"I am the Great Papyrus!" he proclaimed to the world. Something about that was so cute Lark couldn't help herself from smiling.

"Awesome! Well, uh, what are you guys doing here?"

"that's what we don't know. we just found ourselves here for some reason, with no memory of the recent past."

"You have no idea why you're here, or how?"

"nope. i guess it's amn-esia to say it that way."

"sENZ, no pun!1"

"sorry, i guess you could say i forgot about that."

'The Great Papyrus' made a frustrated noise. "SANS! NO PUNS!"

Sans' grin widened, which Lark couldn't fit her head around. How did that even work? And something about these skeletons was wrong. They didn't seem very... er, anatomically correct.

"This is SO COOL!" Paul and Shaun yelled at exactly the same time, before covering their mouths in sync. "Whoops!" A fit of giggling followed closely.

"I don't think you're going to be very safe out here. Why don't I let you stay in my house?" Lark proposed.

"B-But we have to get home," Alphys reminded them.

"alphy's right. our main objective is to get home."

"But - you're the first monsters I've ever met!"

"Punk, we got more important things to do!"

"Well, how do you get home?" Paul asked. Or maybe it was Shaun.

"W-We don't know... but we'll work something out, w-won't we?"

Everyone looked up at Sans.

"uh... sure. of course we will."

Undyne snorted. "Why is everyone looking up to him?! I'm the leader around here!"

The other monsters took a while to think over that.

"Because he is my big brother!" Papyrus exclaimed.

"If I was YOUR big brother, would you look up to me?" Undyne retorted.

"why? are you a guy, undyne?"

"No!"

Alphys blushed profusely. "W-We should just concentrate on getting somewhere safe. I-It might take a long time to get home, s-so we should stay so-somewhere before we t-try."

Lark smiled. "You can come and stay at my place! My cousins stay there too, their parents are on vacation. The attic's pretty big, my parents won't notice. How about it?"

"eh. what do you others think?"

"p! tem wana... goto hous!"

"...i don't mind..."

"I-I think we should."

"The Great Papyrus thinks we should do it!"

"WHATEVER! LET'S JUST GET ON WITH IT!"

Sans turned back to Lark. "sure, we'll come." He seemed to frown. "where's ya fairy? did she fly away or something?"

"What?" Lark asked, momentarily confused. Abby! "Oh, God! Wait here, all of you!"

SANS

Sans wasn't sure if he trusted Lark. And her idea was a little risky.

What if this was a trap, and she was a monster-hater? What if humans really were the cruel, heartless creatures history class had made them out to be?

Sans really did not want to find out.

He just wanted to get home. Was that too much to ask? What had he done to deserve this?

Lark and the twins sped off to look for Abby. This was a perfect opportunity to bring up his suspicions.

"guys, i'm not sure we can trust them."

"But brother, they were so nice!"

"i know, paps, but we can't be sure."

"I-It's our best chance," Alphys explained. "If w-we stay out here, someone- someone who really h-hates monsters- might find us."

"THEN LET'S JUST HURRY HOME, YOU PUNKS!"

"it's not that simple, undyne. we're in a real mess of a situation. if we go, we might end up as store decorations. if we stay, we might end up as dog food. especially me and paps."

"...i think we should... try... but don't listen to me..."

"tem tink we shOULDA go!1"

Sans looked at the others. "i don't know. we might end up as dead meat. this might be one big mis-steak. sure you want to brisket?"

"SANS!"

"OH MY GOD, PUNK!"

"sENZ!"

"Th-that was re-really bad, Sans, b-but I think w-we should."

"well, there you have it. we're gonna risk it for a biscuit." A pause. "we're absolutely crackers, ya know?"

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Sorry if my writing's not up to standard, I was a little rushed when writing this. Feedback would be very much appreciated. Thanks, guys! :D

bOI!

~Temmie