I found my notebook with several fanfics prepare for spam. Also note that I am using what little I have learned this year about ASL to write this, and feel free to correct me if I mess up something.
Warnings; papby mention, mpreg/skelepreg mention, abuse mention, night terrors
The Little Comforts Of Life
"No, nononono…" Frisk muttered, pressing their body closer into the corner, praying that the walls would just open and swallow them.
"Get up! You'll never get a job if you keep freaking out!" a rough voice echoed throughout the room, ringing in their head.
"Stop, please, stop stop stop." they pleaded, pressing their shaking hands to their ears in a vain attempt to stop the screaming. A large hand wrapped around their wrist, pulling them up to their feet.
"Wow, you really are useless! Now cut it out!" the attacker spit in Frisk's face. The child squirmed, trying to escape.
"Please, no no no-"
"Stop!" they screamed, sitting up in their bed. They looked around the dark room, trying to catch their breath. There was their poster, their bookshelf, their dollhouse. They weren't back there, it was just a dream. They clasped a hand to their chest, as though the pressure would cause their heart to slow.
"Human? Are you okay?" a small voice came from the dollhouse. The curtains in the front window, the blue ones with a loose thread, were pushed to the side. A thin skeleton, their skeleton, peaked out of the window, peering at them.
"Y-ye-yes." Frisk stammered, rubbing their sore throat as they kicked off the covers. After pulling their socks on, the cat ones from Ava, they walked towards the dollhouse. Kneeling down, they began signing.
Dream - Bad - Dad - Scared
"Would you like me to come out and talk to you?" Peanut asked, leaning out the window. Frisk held up their fist, gently shaking it. Yes
Peanut turned around as loud pounding came from behind him, looking at the small figure that had appeared. Their bright orange flames flickered, lighting the reading room.
"The human just had a nightmare, Match." Peanut answered the unspoken question, gently picking up the toddler. The young hybrid frowned, turning towards the window. Their skeletal hands flew up in a flurry of signs, their tongue clicking in the back of their throat.
"Wait for the human to see you, silly," Peanut smiled, gently nuzzling his child. He walked from the playaroom to the hallway, past his and Sizzle's bedroom, and down the stairs. Match squirmed out of their mother's arms, running and throwing open the front door. Frisk smiled down at the two, waving.
Scream - Loud - You - Alright/? Match signed rapidly, rattling his bones to stress how worried he was.
Alright - Sorry - You - Wake Frisk signed back, smiling brightly. They gently scooped up the child, waving their finger right over their flame. Match's flame flared, causing the human to pull back their hand.
"Come on, Match. The human has school tomorrow, we must let them sleep." Papyrus stated, taking the child back. Match nodded, lying their head on their mother's shoulder as they signed their goodbye.
Frisk smiled, standing up and heading back to bed. They weren't there, they were home, and they loved it.