I do have an OC(?) in this chapter. He probably wont show up again whoops
HE WILL RENAME NAMELESS AFTER SOME REVIEWS ABOUT AN OC AND TRUST ME I KNOW HOW YOU FEEL.
(just assume he moved to someplace named Dalfaenus Alter)
:) Also sorry for short chapter! It just kind of turned out this way!
Also all of these reviews and favoriting is honestly making me the happiest Ninja in the world.
Thank you guys 3
-Ninja
/cough STRANGER DANGER PEOPLE
"Human? I think it is time for you to wake up! Toriel has delicious toast ready for you downstairs! I should know, because I am the master at cooking, but she has defeated me!"
Frisk woke up, sitting up a little straighter, while rubbing their eyes to see things somewhat cleary. They got out of bed, and glanced at the clock, which read 7:14am. Their eyes opened wide, and they dashed around their room, putting their sweater on, while trying to brush their short hair.
Frisk ran downstairs from their bedroom, and down into the dining room, where two slices of buttered toast sat there waiting for them on their plate.
They sat down, and ate one slice, sighing contently. Her adoptive mother's cooking was so good. Frisk had eaten some of Papyrus' cooking, it had tasted… interesting. Honestly, they thought he was a good cook, but just needed some practice. Maybe they could persuade him somehow to learn from Toriel.
They glanced at the clock behind them, still chewing on their toast, faster now, because they realized they had wasted time thinking.
Frisk finished their toast, left the plate on the table, politely asking for Papyrus to put it away for them, and left the milk untouched on the table. They started running to grab their bag, faster than you could say "breakfast".
Papyrus called behind them, yelling something else about how you needed to drink your milk or else you'd end up like Ed.
Frisk had no idea who Ed was, and why he didn't like milk, but honestly didn't care at the moment. They waved goodbye to everyone, and ran to school.
They knew that they had the van, and could easily get a ride to school, but liked the chill of the morning air, and enjoyed a little time to themselves every once in awhile.
They weren't really close friends with anyone at school, but got a few waves, or smiles every now and then in the halls.
Most kids there were either afraid of them for bringing the monsters up, fascinated by their bravery, or just shrugged it off, and didn't honestly care whether there were monsters around, or humans.
Frisk made it to school, and went through their morning classes like usual, finishing their homework before it became actual homework. They made it to lunch time, and got the ham and cheese sandwich with an apple for lunch. They sat alone at a table, welcoming anyone who really wanted to sit with them, or had nowhere else to sit. A kid they didn't know sat down with them, a boy with black hair and blue eyes.
"Hey." He said.
"Um. Hello…"
"So you're that kid that brought those monsters up from the underground?"
"Uh, yes. I am!" Frisk said smiling more.
"Woah. So, are your parents both monsters?" He asked them, looking intrigued.
"I guess so. I only have a mom though…"
"Is she scary?" his eyes went wide.
Frisk laughed a little. "Occasionally."
"Do people think any of the monsters are scary?"
"Hm." Frisk thought for a moment, then said, "Sans maybe."
"Sans? Like the font?" He cocked an eyebrow.
"Comic Sans... " Frisk whispered to themself, giggling a little. "I guess so!"
"What is he?"
"A skeleton." They answered shrugging. "He picks me up after school if you want to meet him."
"Wow, really?" He grinned. "Okay!"
They went back to classes for the day, getting all of their math homework done at the last second, before class actually started. They finished just in time, and got all of the answers right.
The bell finally rang, signaling for everyone to leave the building, and their new friend sprinted to room 308 where Frisk was waiting.
"I walk home, so I'm in no hurry!" He said, giving them a thumbs up.
"I walk home too, but not alone." They said, shrugging.
They walked out the door, where Sans was waiting by the door, hands in his pocket, smiling when Frisk walked outside.
"Hey kiddo, who's this?" Sans gestured to him, who gazed in awe up at the skeleton.
"This is one of my friends. He said he wanted to meet you!" Frisk said, smiling.
"Me? You must talk a lot about us, huh kiddo?" He turned towards their new friend, who just blinked at him.
"Well, nice to meet ya, kid. I'm Sans." He held out his hand, which he shook gently.
"Woah. Your hand feels so cool!" He said, fascinated.
Sans chuckled, and let go of the boy's hand. "C'mon Frisk, Pap is waiting at home for us to watch some more of that anime he likes. Don't tell him I'm sleeping." He winked at them.