A quick notice on Frisk's ASL: I'm going to try to keep the ASL as close to actual ASL as I can. I've taken informal classes in ASL, had simple conversations in it, and my brother is learning it as well, so I'm familiar with it, BUT I AM NOT AN EXPERT NOR FLUENT. Feel free to correct me if the ASL is NOT something a deaf/mute person would sign. For those who don't know any ASL, expect sentences like "My name is Frisk." to be replaced with "MY NAME FRISK." ASL likes to take out pronouns and articles and such. To make it easier, I'll put all ASL in italics! Also, "F-R-I-S-K" indicates that the individual letters are being signed, rather than the word. Please tell me if I make a mistake.
Also, THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE FEEDBACK! I'm going to write all night to make sure I have content for you guys. I'll try to update every so often. I have school, so please be patient. You guys are great.
...(Start)…
After the child signed "FUNNY" to Sans, they immediately realized what had happened and mouthed "sorry."
Sans cocked his head to the side confused, "why are you saying sorry for having a funny bone in you?"
The child laughed again, but this time, it was more delightful than humored. The tension in them seemed to disappear. It appeared to Sans that the human could in fact hear, but knew the language of the man that speaks with hands. He sighed. Sans's memory has been fuzzy for some reason. He couldn't put his finger on it, but decided not to worry. He didn't care enough for it.
"you're an odd one. anyways, i'm sans. sans the skeleton."
The tiny humans held up their hand and signed "S-A-N-S," which caused Sans to nod his head. The human then signed "MY NAME F-R-I-S-K"
…
Introducing Frisk to Papyrus was oddly uplifting. At first, Frisk seemed to be terrified of Papyrus and his ways, but Sans assured them that Papyrus was relatively harmless. Deep down, Sans was worried about Frisk harming his brother, but seeing how the two got along, he decided to let Papyrus take over while he napped in his room (along with interrupting Papyrus's life with an occasional trombone entrance). Eventually, Sans grew bored in his room like he always did. He stared at the self-sustaining tornado that moved side to side with the bidding of his magic until he became bored again.
"SANS!" Papyrus yelled from the other side of the door. Was it already time to read him a story? Thank goodness. Tornado staring could only keep you entertained for so long.
Sans reluctantly stood up on the side of his bed and decided it was time to go do his big brother duties.
The door opened and immediately saw Frisk draped over Papyrus's arm, giggling.
"hey, bucko. you seem happy."
Frisk threw their fist up and shook it up and down. "YES."
"good."
"SO THE TINY HUMAN CAN COMMUNICATE. WHAT LANGUAGE ARE THEY DOING BROTHER?"
Sans hesitated, "the language of hands."
"IT SEEMS… FAMILIAR."
Sans could almost finish the thought for him. It was familiar, but not. He knew it but not where. Papyrus didn't seem to know what it meant, but Sans did, which is strange because if Sans knew this language, than surely Papyrus, the closest person to him, would know it as well.
"it doesn't matter. why don't we watch one of those shows you stay up all night for."
"OOOH! YES!"
…
Within a few minutes, Papyrus had the entire group settled on the couch with blankets extending over them. The show was not one that Sans enjoyed, but he was happy that Papy and Frisk adored the rectangle that seemed to always be on air. After a few episodes of laughter from the two, Sans noticed that poor Frisk was trapped in the middle and didn't look the most comfortable.
"kid, is my elbow too bony for you?" he laughed as he poked the child with his left elbow.
"OH MY GOSH SANS!"
"lighten up Papy. I'm just boning around."
"THAT'S NOT EVEN A GOOD ONE!"
Frisk giggled and leaned against Papyrus.
"THE HUMAN SEEMS TO LIKE ME A LOT SANS!"
"you're just cuddly Papy. how about i take the two of you to your room an read you a story? it's getting late."
"HUMAN! HOW DOES THAT SOUND!"
Frisk nodded at the idea.
…
This night was just going by too fast, wasn't it? After moving Papyrus and the kid to Papyrus's room, Sans began to read to them. He didn't remember what story he read or even how long he did it. The moment the two were fast asleep, he immediately left the room.
"something doesn't feel right," he told himself as he silent shut the door behind him.
Sans slowly began to walk downstairs to the living room and then kitchen. He decide that maybe he was just hungry or thirsty. Five minutes later, Sans had just reheated leftover Grillby's in the microwave and poured himself a tall glass of milk. Sans was not fond of eating in front of others. When he was alone, he felt like he can actually enjoy a meal himself. It was just one of his weird, quirky secrets.
Holding the takeout in his left hand and glass in his right, Sans transported (the walking kind, not the magic kind) the food to the dining table and began to eat quietly. His meal was merely meatloaf and fries without ketchup. He laughed. Another secret that many people did not know: he can only consume ketchup from the bottle.
Just like the story, the food and drink was gone immediately. He barely even remember eating them. Was he so tired that he was on autorun? His answer was written in the lack of light outside the window of the living room.
"nighttime. welp. If nothing matters, might as well have some fun while not caring."
He stood up, ignoring the trash he had left, and ran towards the couch, landing on it with a large thud.
"time to catch up on that anime that alphys gave me."
Within a few episodes, Sans slowly began to doze off.
…(End)…
A/N – These first two chapters are mainly the "introductory" chapters, so sorry if they are kind of meh. Also, this one is a bit shorter, BUT it'll equal out some longer things in the future. Also, I have… somewhat of an actual storyline to include, but I also want this to be a lot of fluffy, family/friend oneshot-ish stuff. I probably will combine the two. Best of two worlds, I suppose.