Damn I need to slow the fuck down...but I don't wanna! Also I apologize more for making Sans a bit of an ass. D: I love him in the game but he has...trust issues with anyone other than Papyrus. You'll see what I mean in time! Also I know that Frisk isn't really showing memory loss, but she only doesn't remember where she's really from or why she climbed the mountain. Minor damage, she got lucky! Also, no boss fight with Papyrus because I felt that Frisk wouldn't want to at all lol lazy me?

One more thing people may notice is she kinda flows from real childish to small moments of maturity. This is ON PURPOSE! :D I've never really tried this kind of fic before...so bear with me! Off to the chapter!


Chapter 3: A dinner together

"WELCOME TO SNOWDIN TOWN!" Papyrus announced the moment they passed the sign and Frisk's eyes widened brightly. "You like it?"

"It's like Christmas here!" She smiled and ran through the snow. The town was small, but each building had lights covering them, wreathes on the doors. "Hahaha!"

"WAIT! THE GREAT PAPYRUS WILL ESCORT YOU!" Papyrus ran off, Sans following slowly behind.

Yeah, the human sure as hell made his day. He smirked, watching them play in the snow. I haven't seen him this happy since Undyne began giving him 'training'. He chuckled gently. He watched as the two threw some small snowballs, a happy smile on Frisk's face. How can she be so carefree? And her smile...it...

"You're smiling? How sweet."

Wh-what?! Sans rubbed his head and stopped moving. "Gh..."

"Sans?" Frisk walked up and grabbed his sleeve worriedly. "Are you...ok? You look like you hurt your head somehow."

"I'm fine kiddo." He assured her and she smiled a little. "Just a little tired and-"

"You mean bone weary?" She laughed at his stupified face.

"You copied my joke?"

"It was funny!" She smiled and tugged him along. "C'mon! Papyrus said he's gonna make sphagetti!"

"That sounds gr-wait he said what?" Sans watched as Papyrus led them into their house. The mailbox was stuffed to the seams with mail for Sans, whilst Papyrus's mailbox was empty.

"TADA! WELCOME TO OUR HOME!" Frisk walked in and stared.

"Wow...it's so big!" She immedietly hopped on the couch, digging around in the cushions. "20G?"

"That's my savings!" Papyrus said with a smile. "I'm saving up for when I'm a member of the Royal Guard!" He said and put it back. Frisk was off the couch in a shot, looking at a dirty old sock on the floor.

"And this?"

"SANS! PICK THIS UP!"

"Ok." Sand picked it up and put it back down.

"NO! MOVE IT!"

"Ok."

"You moved it TWO INCHES! TAKE IT TO YOUR ROOM!"

"Ok."

"AND DON'T BRING IT BACK!"

"Ok."

"TAKE IT THERE!"

"But you said not to take it back to my room." Sans shrugged and started to head upstairs. "Speaking of...I need a nap. Wake me in a few ok bro?"

"SANS! BET BACK-" Sans sighed as he shut the door, rubbing his head.

Why does my head hurt? Stress? Tsk...He thought and plopped on a messy, unkempt bed. "Way too much work today..." He decided and threw his hoodie onto the floor. He kicked his slippers off and stared at the ceiling. "So she's the human Toriel was talking about huh? She's so...happy and upbeat. Filled with hope I'm sure." He closed his eyes and sighed. "Hope...whatever."

"Hope?"

"Yes, you're filled with it when monsters aren't anymore..."

"Gh!" Sans grabbed his head and groaned. What is going on?! He curled up and sighed. Just need to sleep...yeah...


"So Papyrus?" Frisk was drawing on the floor, smiling as she drew herself with Sans, Papyrus and Toriel.

"Yes?"

"Is Sans your older brother?"

"Yup! And I do my best to make him proud!" Papyrus said as he cooked supper. Frisk walked in the kitchen and watched Papyrus. "What about you, huh? Got family?"

"I umm...don't remember." Frisk admitted, moving a little closer to the tall skeleton. "I hope so. You guys are so nice to me."

"ME TOO!" Papyrus slipped on an apron and began tp cook as Frisk hopped onto the couch.

"Sup kid?"

"Eeep!" She turned to see Sans sitting next to her, fett propped on an ottoman. "H-how did you-"

"Magic of course." He winked and ruffled her brown hair. "So, what's next for ya, hmm?"

"I need to get home." She said.

"Kid, no one leaves this place." Sans told her. "Not unless you can break the barrier surrounding us."

"Ok, then how do I do that?" She asked, swinging her legs back and forth as she watched him. Sans eyes seemed to vanish into his sockets and he turned to her. Why am I suddenly so...cold?

"You'd have to collect the SOULS of powerful monsters...by killing them." He told her, voice flat and almost empty. "Only then can you-"

"No, I won't!" She said, crossing her arms. "You and Papyrus...even Toriel! Everyone's been so nice to me so far...why would I want to kill anyone?!" Papyrus looked in and sighed.

"YOU WOULDN'T!" He assured her, patting her shoulder. "YOU ARE FAR TOO NICE!" Frisk covered her ears from his shouting but smiled anyways. "Now no more talk like that! At least for tonight!" He went into the kitchen and returned with two plates. Sans opened one eye lazily before both widened.

Oh crap!

"Here you go! SPHAGETTI!" Papyrus handed her a plate and she smiled.

"Smells so good Papyrus!" Frisk took a bite and locked up a bit. Smell...is not taste...it really isn't...

"Well?!"

"I-It's good!" Frisk gave Papyrus a shaky thumbs up and he gleefully ran into the kitchen. Frisk looked at Sans and he winked, snapping his fingers. The sphagetti vanished in an instant and Frisk's eyes grew large.

"Don't blame ya kiddo. It isn't..."

"...Really edible." Frisk finished with a blank expression. "Oh well...he tried!" She smiled and took the plate to the kitchen. "U-Umm...how can I put this in the sink?" Sans sighed and walked in. He lifted the plate, a blue aura surrounding it as it was put neatly inside. "Cool! Me too!"

"If you insist~..." Sans lifted Frisk up and dunked her in the sink. She laughed as she sat on the edge of the sink, washing her plate. "Hey be careful!"

"I'm fi-eek!" Frisk lost her balance and began a long tumble to the floor when Sans caught her. She blinked, staring into his eye sockets and smiled. "Thanks Sans." Sans sighed and stood up, placing her gently on the ground.

"Don't sweat it kiddo. You need a bath though. It's upstairs on the left." He told her and she nodded, running upstairs. Reckless...brave but reckless.


"Umm, where am I gonna sleep tonight?" Frisk was wearing a baggy hoodie pulled from Sans's closet, deep blue with a big pocket in the front. "I can't just-"

"You get MY bed tonight!" Papyrus smiled. "You can dream of zooming down the road!"

"I can?!" Frisk followed him upstairs and looked at his bed. "A car!" She hopped onto the bed, bouncing happily. "Hee hee!"

"Wait for me!" Papyrus suddenly jumped on with her and they both jumped on the fluffy bed. Sans watched from the doorway and shook his head. "Oh, is it time for a story?"

"Of course little bro." He watched Frisk crawl into the bed, Papyrus following. "No way Paps. If she gets your bed, you get the couch."

"Aww!"

"Why?" Both Frisk and Papyrus complained at the same time. Sans rubbed his head and sighed.

"It's not right for a young lady to sleep with an adult like that." Sans shrugged and began reading. Once done he turned to see Frisk sound asleep, snuggling Papyrus close. "Oh great..."

"Sans, do I have to leave now?" He asked with a grin.

You sneaky sucker... Sans laughed and nodded. "C'mon Paps, she's just real worn out." Papyrus sighed and they both left, shutting the door. Sans started heading towards his room when Papyrus stopped him. "Hmm?"

"Sans...we'll help her...right?" He asked and Sans sighed.

"Bro, you know I want to." He said gently. "But what about you?"

"Of COURSE!" He said loudly, but then lowered his voice. "A member of the Royal Guard always helps those in need!"

You still aren;t a memeber yet... Sans thought and nodded. "Alright...we'll discuss it in the morning. Night bro."

"Good night Sans." Sans retreated to his rooma dn slipped back into bed.

What a day...He thought, pulling covers over him. Just as he was drifting off, he heard muffled noises and something crawl behind him. "Papy-" He blinked when he turned, seing Frisk snuggled close to him. "H-hey kiddo..."

"Mmm...warm..." Frisk mumbled in her sleep, snuggling even closer. "Don't wanna...be alone." Sans sighed, finally giving up.

"Fine...good night kid." He curled around her as well, falling asleep.


"SANS!" Sans blinked his eyes awake groggily as Papyrus rushed into his room. "THE HUMAN IS MISSING! SHE-"

"Is right here little bro...sound asleep." He smirked, showing Frisk wrapped up in a blanket agaisnt him.

"YOU FIEND!" PApyrus yelled, making Frisk open her eyes slowly. "YOU LIED SO THAT YOU COULD HOG HER TO YOURSELF!"

"Mmm...morning Papyrus...morning Sans..." She rubbed her face sleepily with the long sleeve and Papyrus smiled.

"GOOD MORNING FRISK!" He smiled as she crawled her way out of the bed. "WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE FOR BREAKFAST?!"

"Umm...panca-"

"SPAGHETTI IT IS!" Papyrus ran downstairs as the other occupants paled.

"Oh no..."

"Here we go again..." Sans sighed. "Well, you go down and help him, I'll wash your shirt ok?"

"Ok! And umm, Sans?" Frisk hugged him and smiled. "Thank you for letting me sleep here last night...I didn't wanna be alone so..." Sans frowned a little and hugged her back.

"It's alright..." He said and sighed. Oh well. May as well get used to this. "Now scoot on downstairs!" Frisk ran off and Sans stopped, rubbing his head.

"A hug?"

"Yes...it's a sign of affection. Of comfort." A blurry shape hugged the other one. "Wh-what?"

"Then...I love you!"

"Ngh...what is this?" He started heading downstairs and shook his head. Ah well...whatever. Probably not enough sleep...


Chapter 3 end

Yeah brush it off Sans. It's nothing...I'm certain! :D Reviews?