So, so, so sorry for making you all wait. I have so many freaking stories and I have a crappy system on how to write them but I hope this makes up for it? POV switching this time so PLEASE PLEASE tell me what you guys think of this okay? Anyway enough with me hope all enjoy.
Summery: First day of work! First day of work! COME ON FRISK GET UP! "I don't wanna go to work five more minutes." Babies first day of school and officially meeting Papyrus.
You lay awake in bed, just staring at your ceiling as if it were the most amazing thing you have ever seen. Your body is begging for sleep but you just can't bring yourself to close your eyes for more than a second before snapping them back open. You turned to look at your clock and saw that it was a beautiful 3:35 am.
"Uggggh," You groaned, rolling over so that your face was stuffed in your pillow, "I haft tho geth upth earthly thoo." You mumbled into your pillow, not caring that you were slowly losing oxygen.
You rolled back onto your back, you sat up on the mattress and looked around your room for anything that may help you fall asleep faster. It was just impossible not to fall asleep at a time like this, but in just a few hours you will be known to everyone as the ambassador of monsters. Ugh, why did you even bother raising your hand in the first place? Someone way more qualified would have done a better job then you, so what made you think that you of all people stood a fucking chance?
You involuntarily sighed, there was no way you would sleep with your oh so happy thoughts. You got up from your bed, throwing away the comforts and blankets wrapped around you and reached under the bed. You pulled out your trusty sketch pad and a few pencils on the verge of snapping in half, you really needed to go out and buy more supplies. You plopped back on your butt and just began drawing lines, to which turned into a face, that face turned into a skull, and soon Sans was staring back you.
"Huh, not creepy at all Frisk." You spoke, your voice hoarse and gruff, "Perfectly normal to draw someone you literally just met." You went back to adding more details to Sans, soon a full detailed Sans was right on your page.
You didn't think you were the best artist, you merely doodled here and there but damn. Sans looked pretty fucking amazing, but maybe that's just because it's 1 in the morning and you have had about 4 hours of sleep in total. Chances are in the morning you'll wish that you never picked up a pencil in the first place, but now you didn't care and just kept drawing him over and over.
'Huh, well at least I have a hobby.' You thought you yourself as you kept drawing, only him.
You shut your eyes tight trying to remember every little detail about him, he was rather simple looking. After who knows how long you finally felt sleep start to drag you into it's warm embrace of pillows and blankets. You laid down and began to feel your eyelids droop and soon you couldn't understand why you never fell asleep sooner.
And of course, it felt like not even five minutes later you alarm blared throughout your ear drums. You abruptly sat up from your position, knocking your sketch pad that was on your lap to the ground with a rather pathetic 'thud'. You flailed your arms trying to shut off your alarm: currently blasting the opening theme to Mew Mew Kissy Cuite mind you.
"Ugh, fuck shit ah fucking hell why did I turn it up so freaking loud?" You find your phone sitting patiently on your desk, not caring that you were about to have a probably pleasant dream. "I will never again hear the intro to Mew Mew kissy cuite ever freaking again." You decided to lay off the show for a while.
After turning off your alarm you noticed how the sky seemed quite depressing for morning, probably because you woke up at the ungodly time of 5 am. You groaned and rubbed the sleep out of your eyes tiredly, groggily getting up up trotted to your small bathroom. You winced as your toes made contact with the cold and hard floor. You made a mad dash to the bathroom for the warmth of the rug.
"Shit, shit, shit, shit, cold, cold," You picked up your clothes that you had placed on your bedside to change into, "Okay just, go to the bathroom, get changed, make tea, go meat Papyrus, and one third of your day will be over and done with. Come on Frisk you can do this."
You may need to stop talking to yourself, but that's for another day.
You eagerly entered your bathroom and immediately jumped in the shower, you signed as the hot water loosened your sore muscles. You began to hum a long forgotten melody, soon words started coming to you.
"Let's go in the garden, you'll find something waiting," You shut the water off and began to exit the shower, "Right there where you left it, lying upside down." You dried yourself off and began dressing yourself.
"When you finally find it, you'll see how it's faded," Looking in the mirror you smiled wide and big, you looked like you didn't get one wink of sleep, "The underside is lighter when you turn it around." You grabbed a brush and began to pull it against your wet locks. "Everything stays, right where you left it. Everything stays, but it still changes."
Satisfied with your look, you stepped out of the bathroom letting the steam follow you out, "Ever so slightly daily and nightly," You exhaled a breath that you never knew you were holding, "In little ways."
What had you gotten yourself into?
"When everything..stays."
Silence hit you hard as you just stood there, your wet locks dripping drops that hit the floor. You went to rub your eyes once more to free yourself of sleep, why did you raise your fucking hand?!
'Why did you do do it idiot, God know you're going to mess up and an entire fucking race will hate you!' You thought to yourself, grabbing a fistful of hair you pulled wishing it would make common sense magically appear. 'Now you're going to have to defend an entire FUCKING RACE THAT HATES YOU, oh and big twist here YOU NEED TO HAVE BOTH FUCKING RACES GO ALL HUNKY DORY WITH EACH OTHER.' You could feel all your stress building up inside you, just waiting to burst.
This is so not going to fucking plan at all.
You stumbled into the kitchen, still clutching a fistful of your brown locks the whole way. What had you done? Why had you done it, too seem like the fucking hero in front of everyone? To just impress Sans and Asgore, because you may have a stupid crush on Sans? Why? What is wrong with you that you actually thought that you could do it in that office? You groaned, your headache was only worsening by the minute, you craved for relief from the splitting pain. Sitting on a chair you placed your elbows on the table, you noticed a small box patiently waiting to be opened.
It was a tea box with a sticky note on it, golden flower tea huh?
You focused on the words, forcing your dark thoughts to take a hike as you tried to focus on the note's kind and comforting words.
-Hello Frisk, I know you must be very confused, stressed, and are thinking that you were insane for volunteering to defend a race that hates you. I can tell from just meeting you Frisk that you have a certain kindness and tenderness in you heart, although you may not see it or notice it at all I know that you are a good person remind me of my child, they had a certain determination in their eyes like you. Sorry for rambling, you'll have to forgive this old man, but I do hope this will help ease any nerves that you may have.
-Asgore Dreemur (P.S I do apologize for not warning you about Undyne, but do not worry for she means well)
You felt a warming sensation spread through your chest, you haven't felt so believed in such a long time. A smile found it's way onto your face as you re-read the note over and over, you folded it and stuffed inside your pocket.
"Okay Frisk, melt down over alright," You pepped talked yourself, "Suck it up buttercup c'mon, you've been through so much fucking worse." You thought that it may be odd to talk to yourself, but you've been doing for so long it's hard to stop.
"Besides this isn't about you Frisk, you didn't do this because you had nothing better to do alright? You did this.." You got up from your chair, getting ready to prepare your well deserved tea, "You did this for them, who the Hell cares what happens to you anyway? They are so much more important than you, so come on Frisk." You thought about all those monsters, mistreated for being a different race.
You gritted your teeth as you thought about all those pour souls, murdered, beaten, and just mistreated for being a different fucking race? You forcefully slammed your kettle on the stove, an inhuman like feeling was bubbling up inside you, the same feeling you felt in that office when you were the only one brave enough to stand up.
"Stay determined."
The kettle whistled and you began to pour the scalding water into a teacup, you placed the tea bag inside and carefully made your way to your living room. A stupid smile never leaving your face, you were the fucking ambassador for Christ sakes! What's a little fear and nervousness? Hell, you've been through Hell and back and you're freaking out over this? Pssh please.
You sat down on your couch, twisting your body around to get comfortable. You glanced at your watch and saw that it was around 7 a.m., Sans had said he would pick you up at around 8 so you two and Papyrus would take the subway together. The thought of the bonehead made made you brighten up just a little, you took a sip of your tea being careful not to burn your tongue in the process. The taste instantly made you ease your shoulders, and you practically melted into the couch as you took another sip of tea.
"God if this a dream then let me rot." You told yourself, letting your eyelids droop you began blabbering to yourself. "Huh maybe this won't be so hard after all, I just have to go to meetings and put up with close minded idiots and bam. Job done right?" Now that you thought about it, what were you supposed to do?
Suddenly, you felt very, very sleepy.
"Just gonna resst my eyes," Your words slurred together, sleep was slowly wrapping it's comforting arms around you, "Not really sleep, 'ust gonna ressst." Your body went limp, your hands still holding the now empty tea cup.
Might as well enjoy the one hour of sleep you still had.
Okay so you may have over slept just a little too much, your plan to get ahead of Sans completely backfired.
You woke up with a jolt spilling cold tea all over your clean floor, Sans' knocking on your door was of course the cause of all this. You mentally cursed, you JUST fucking swept yesterday too!
"frisk, ya home pal?" Sans' muffled voice asked from the other side of the door, you got up and quickly tried to clean up your mess.
"YEAH-I'm uh, here," You picked up your cup and dusted your suit from any stains, "Come in if you want, I just need to grab a few things then we can go." You scurried into your room, forgetting to put on shoes.
HOW COULD YOU HAVE FORGOTTEN TO PUT ON FUCKING SHOES?!
'Come on Frisk, get it freaking together.' You thought to yourself as you slipped on socks, and of course one of your fanciest (and only) pair of boots. You heard the door opening and closing and shuffling from the other room, you felt much more reassured with Sans in the room.
He just instantly put you at ease.
"thought you were already gonna be ready hun." You could practically hear his smirk from the other room, "never took ya one to boondoggle tiba frank with ya hun." You covered your mouth as best you could with your palm.
"Boondoggle?" That was a word you were sure as hell going to use for a while.
"you insulting my 'mazing vocabulary there frisk?"
"Let's just say I'm going to be using boondoggle so much you're going to wish you never met me." You smiled to yourself hearing his deep laughter, you got up and made you way to the living room.
"yeah, pap's rubbing way too much on me these days, believe it or not but I actually picked up one of my socks this morning." Sans turned around to see you, you didn't notice how he froze at the sight of you or how he blushed a deep blue.
"No please say it isn't true, am I really losing you?" You fake gasped and placed a hand on your forehead in an over dramatic gesture, "But I only just realized my deep and blossoming love for you just a day ago, please don't leave me." You giggled a little, before covering it up again with your hand.
You finally noticed that Sans hadn't moved or said a single word, his eye sockets never leaving your figure. You began to fidgeted under his intense gaze, he looked at you as if you were a rare treasure never before seen by any soul. Needless to say you blushed an ugly red, you coughed trying to break the ice and make some type of conversation.
"I know right, I do have other clothes that aren't sweaters and leggings," You rubbed the back of your neck nervously, "I didn't uh, over dress did I? I mean I didn't think a sweater would be the best thing to ear but umm." You glanced down at your outfit, self conscious that you did indeed over dress.
You had a white button up dress shirt followed by an unbuttoned suit jacket, you had finally found your dark suit pants and decided today was the best day to break them out. You had also slipped on wedge boots, they gave you a little extra height boost, which was so much more then you could ask for. You had also run a brush through your hair, not having much to do with it being so short you just let it dangle. You tugged nervously on your jacket, the floor was so much more interesting now, who knew it was so dirty?
Finally Sans realized that maybe he had been staring for a little too long and composed himself.
"uh sorry bout that hun, nah ya look amazing, just a little shocked how well ya clean up." You saw him fidgeted nervously, and decide to tease him just a bit more.
"What, was my stunning personality and wit not enough for you?" You asked in a teasing manner, Sans turned an even darker shade of blue and looked anywhere that wasn't you.
"n-no, i uh mean of c-course not kid, i just uh mean that-."
You decide to put him out of his stuttering blushing misery.
"Sans it's okay, I'm just being an ass to you." You laugh as his blush deepens, poor soul.
"pfft, yeah uh r-really got me there kid." Sans rubs the back of his neck nervously, you smile before gathering a few papers and files around the room. "so uh wanna leave soon? I promised pap time to get to meet ya and all that." You nod eagerly, grabbing your keys and phone while also balancing your papers in your arm.
"Ready to go when you are Sans!" You smile eagerly at him, all your previous fears long forgotten by now.
"pfft, god to see ya so pumped up there frisk," He took his time getting up, your rolled your eyes at his weird antics, "not at all worried 'bout undyne or anyone at all?" You tensed up at his words, Sans seemed to notice your distress.
"hey sorry for bringing it up frisk, didn't know it would bother ya fuck sorry." Sans was up and in front of you in almost a flash, you found it odd that a skeleton could sweat so much. You saw that he really meant no harm, you gently placed a comforting hand on his shoulder in hopes to calm his nerves.
"Sans it's okay really, I mean I was scared shitless at first but I'm fine now," You hoped that your smile helped ease the tension, "Besides this isn't about me, being the ambassador doesn't effect how I feel all that much anyway." You broke away from Sans', your hand dropping rather pathetically at your side.
"what'dya mean kid?" You opened your door dramatically, not answering Sans for dramatic effect you smirked to yourself.
You really need to get out of your home more often.
"The monster race is so much more important than one human Sans," You opened the door wide, you motioned for Sans to step out of your home. You probably looked insane and very pathetic but for some reason you couldn't bring yourself to care the slightest.
Sans' eyes inspected every inch of your face, looking for something that you don't know about. You found yourself staring into his dimm sockets as well, you tried to memorize every little detail about his face. You never noticed that he had a few cracks around the top of his skull, or that he seemed to have bags under his eyes. From what you couldn't tell, but you faintly remembered that he did have sleeping problems.
"huh." Was all he said, before walking away from you. "don't think you should really think that way hun." You stood there confused, and after locking your door and catching up to Sans you asked him.
"What do you mean by that?" He stopped walking and looked up at you, since you were a good few inches taller than him it made it all the more hilarious whenever he spoke to you.
"cause there's always someone who really cares about you." Sans was looking anywhere that wasn't your face, which was good in your favor because you were probably a blushing mess.
You felt something swell inside your chest, it felt like someone was banging a gong inside you mercilessly. You were about to speak when Sans offered you his hand, probably just worsening your blush. "welp might get a move on, pap gets real cranky when i'm late and i'm guessn' you don't want a five hour lecture about being on time." You giggled to lighten the tension, you hastily told hold of his hand.
It felt oddly warm against your cold hand, and it seemed to fit perfectly in your hold. Sans' hand didn't feel boney in the slightest, had it not been for the fact that he was indeed a skeleton you would have just assumed that he was a human.
"this may feel weird but trust me, it'll be over before you even know it." As soon as those words left his mouth you were pulled into darkness.
You couldn't feel the floor, or hear anything that wasn't your rapid breathing. You felt like you were floating almost, the only thing you could feel was Sans' tight grasp on your hand. Almost as if he let you go you would fall into time and space, ironically as soon as you began to get used to the darkness it was over.
And you were in a very messy room, and he was grinning from ear to ear like he told the best joke in the world. You opened your mouth to ask what the fresh hell you had just been through but another voice beat you to it.
"SANS ARE YOU BACK YET? HURRY OR ELSE WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE!" You remembered hearing the same voice, by process of elimination you figured it was Papyrus.
"be right there pap." Was Sans' lazy reply, you snorted at how different the two brothers really were.
Sans let you of your hand almost hesitantly, and you would be lying if you said you didn't miss him.
Wait, what?
His WARMTH IS WAS YOU MEANT!
Yeah cause you felt so much warmer with him, yeah that's what you meant.
Wait no that's even worse.
"ya ready to go hun, i mean i know irresistible but we gotta get goin'." Sans' cocky voice snapped you out of whatever trance you had been in. You realized that you had been staring at him the entire time you were out of it.
You playfully shoved him away, making sure you had all your papers you began to make your way out of his room. "Pssh, please don't flatter yourself bonehead!" You added a giggle at your own stupid pun.
'Slowly starting to see why I don't have any friends.' You thought to yourself as you opened the door to leave, it made a 'creak' sound as you slowly opened it.
"AHA! YOU FINALLY DECIDED TO LEAVE YOUR NESTING ROOM I SEE BROTHER!" You would have laughed at hearing 'nesting room', but sudden loud footsteps scared you shitless to be able to laugh.
"Sans, you will never believe what is going on! Apparently we are getting a new monster ambassador-OH ISN'T IT EXCIT..ing?" After climbing the stairs, there stood Papyrus very confused and towering over you.
"Err, Sans? You're looking a lot more," He turned his neck sideways, as if expecting you to miraculously turn into Sans, "Human-like, is this another one of your pranks, if it is then it is too early for me to put up with-."
Of course at the perfect time, Sans had decided to show up.
"alright i got-oh uh, hey pap."
The three of you stood there for a good 10 seconds, just staring at each and not making a single noise. Sans' cough broke through the tension, you reminded yourself that you really needed to thank him later on.
"pap this is frisk, and frisk this is my bro papyrus, you two already met before." You could practically feel the awkward in the room.
You noticed that Papyrus was fighting very nervously, he seemed to be sweating quite a lot and his eyes kept flickering between you and Sans. Almost as if he were afraid you would wield a knife behind your back and start attacking him and his brother. Of course being the kind soul that you are (not really) decided to put Papyrus' nerves at ease.
"Ah, so this must be the great Papyrus you kept telling me about Sans." You offered your hand up to Papyrus, you tried to keep your voice calm and not murderous in the slightest.
"R-Really, you have..hear of me human?" Papyrus hesitantly shook your hand, you found it odd he called you human but at least he was talking to you.
"Of course, Sans wouldn't stop talking about how amazing you are. Besides I see you everywhere with your cooking career taking off!" Truth be told you had recognized Papyrus from a lot of cooking shows, you secretly had one of his shirts as well.
"W-WOWIE! I-I have a fan?!" You felt bad hearing his shocked tone, but you quickly found yourself picked off the floor and wrapped around in a hug. "WELL IF YOU ARE A FAN OF THE GREAT PAPYRUS THEN I AM A FAN OF YOU HUMAN!" You don't know why but you melted into his warm embrace.
Not in a romantic way, but in the most platonic way ever possible. You hadn't received many hugs in your life, hell you could count the amount of times you were ever embraced with one finger. You found yourself wrapping your arms around Papyrus' neck, squeezing with almost as much vigor. Papyrus stopped twirling and gently placed you back down, he was so tall that you felt like a doll being placed on the floor.
"Sorry about that human, I seemed to have gotten a bit carried away." Papyrus apologized nervously, his previous fears slowing returning.
"Don't worry about it Papyrus, really I don't mind." You smiled up at the skeleton, hoping it didn't com across as too creepy.
Stars practically twinkled in Papyrus' eye sockets, he seemed to brighten up the entire room by just smiling. You tried to return the gesture, but your smile just could not amount to his. Papyrus checked his watch and immediately made a mad dash down the stairs of the house.
"HURRY YOU TWO, IT IS TIME TO GO AND WE MUSTN'T BE LATE!" You realized that you had a job and began to make a run to the stairs when a hand caught your wrist.
You had almost forgotten that Sans was in the same room as you and Papyrus.
"hey, thanks for being like that to my bro, i haven't seen him that happy in a long time." Sans spoke genuinely pleased with you, and you couldn't deny the swell of pride in your chest.
"You don't need to thank me for that Sans. But to be honest with you, I felt like a jerk by just being in the same room as him."
"yeah sorry about that, we uh aren't on the best terms with humans." His eye sockets lost their pupil, his eternal smile clearly strained.
You wanted to ask more but clearly now, at 8:30 am on a Monday morning, and also late for work was not the best time to be asking certain questions. You grasped Sans hand even tighter, not giving him enough time to react you pulled him with you as you made your way down the stairs.
"Glad you guys made an exception for me then, promise I won't let you guys down." You couldn't see his face but his hand started getting very sweaty.
Good sign for you.
"don't really like promises hun."
"Well then you're just going to have to trust me huh?"
That shut him up.
Papyrus was already out the door waiting for you two, he had on a very nice trench coat and very nice looking work pants. He still had his comically large scarf and boots on, the whole outfit screamed Papyrus to you.
"Ah-ha see Sans, Frisk does not wish to be late for work. I hope she rubs off on you eventually." Papyrus grunted, locking the door behind him and kneeling down eye level to you two. "Sans are you alright? You look bluer than Undyne." You turned around to see that Sans indeed was a lovely shade of blue.
You smirked victoriously.
"'m fine bro, just got chilled to the bone there."
You covered your mouth to hide any evidence of a smile, Papyrus looked like he was on the verge of throwing Sans off a mountain. Your plan backfired as multiple giggles managed to break through and reach the ears (errm?) of the brothers.
Papyrus had the face of betrayal written all over him.
"UGH, NOT YOU TWO HUMAN!" Papyrus screamed, throwing his hands up in despair he signed and went to pick Sans up.
Literally pick him off the floor and carry him, on his back.
You took out your phone and took as much photos as you could, this moment shall forever be trainers in your heart. And all over your phones and laptops laptop as well. Sans blushed harder and tried to hide his face seeing you taking so many photos.
"pap please put me down." Sans sounded like he was going to die of embarrassment any moment.
"What are you talking about Sans? I always carry you like this, besides this way me and the human will be able to chat easily." Papyrus grinned at you, and the both of you began to walk.
"pap if you love me put me down and let me walk."
"Aw come one Sans, you look so cute with Papyrus carrying you." You winked playfully, getting a glare and an even more flustered Sans in return. You smiled to yourself and began to fall into a nice and steady pace with Papyrus next to you.
"See Sans? Even the Human approves, you just relax and take a nap," Papyrus turned his head to get a better look at you. "So Frisk, do you enjoy puzzles more, or are you more of a jape person?"
"Well some days a good jape here and there is okay, but I find puzzles are better no matter what day it is."
"EXACTLY! SANS DID YOU HEAR? THE HUMAN LIKES PUZZLES!"
"sure did bro."
Guys I'm really sorry for making you all wait but I hope this made up for it. I wanted to try a new POV so tell me what you guys thought. Once again thank you so much for reading and for bothering to make it to the end :)
Thank you and Goodnight.
