Author's Note: Why do I use they/them pronouns for Frisk? Bc their gender is not disclosed and it's up to anyone's interpretation. And I do say the child sometimes but I'm not every time I refer to Frisk.

After Frisk made it through the long hallway they found Flowey under a light. They smiled, glad to see their friend again. "Flowey…" They walked over and crouched down to his level.

He simply looked up at them. It was as if he was holding back something. Suddenly he started to cry uncontrollably. "Frisk I can't believe you're alive. I was so worried, I thought she would kill you. You only had 1 hp you and were so close to death and I was so scared. I thought I'd lose you forever, but here you are. And I'm still gonna lose you anyway because flowers can't travel!" He said one sentence right after another. No breaks or pauses in between

"What? Flowey calm down…" Frisk smiled. "I found a plant pot along the way." They pulled it out of their inventory. "Wanna get in?"

Flowey's eyes were big. It was as if he was meeting his true love. "I can get in the pot!"

Frisk dug up Flowey with their hands and put him in the pot. They patted down the dirt so he could stay intact. "Are you good?" They stood with the pot in their hands.

Flowey smiled. "Yep! Onward!"

Frisk walked ahead and they were soon on the other side of another door. There was snow on the ground so it was pretty cold. Frisk shivered. "Where are we now?"

"On our way to Snowdin."Flowey stated. He moved closer to Frisk. Frisk was walking down a long path till they came across a stick. "Looks pretty heavy… Let's keep moving."

They continued to walk when they heard the stick behind them break. "What was that?" Frisk began to walk faster. "Nothing nothing. It's nothing!" As they continued to walk they glanced back and swear they saw someone following them. "Flowey I'm scared." Frisk looked down. He was shaking in his pot.

Soon they came a stop in front of a bridge when they heard footsteps approach them. "Frisk. Why aren't we moving? Frisk!" They were frozen in their steps and possibly freaking out all in their head.

The footsteps stopped right behind them. "Human…"The voice was dark and menacing. "Don't you know how to greet new pal?" The person chuckled. "Turn around and shake my hand."

Frisk's expression was sheer terror as they turned and put out their hand. The other person grabbed it. Frisk jumped back and shrieked. The person shocked them.

"Heh." The person winked. "Woops you got the hand with the buzzer." He showed the child his hand. Frisk shook their hand because it sure did hurt. "No way in hell… You're human arn'tcha? How aren't you dead?"

Frisk clung to the flower pot they held. "I honestly don't know…"

"Heh, whatever. Well. I'm Sans. Sans the skeleton." He wore a black jacket that had white fluff on the hood and red shirt. His shorts were black as well with gold stripes. His tennis shoes red and so were his socks that stopped a little high. And… He had sharp teeth. One was gold. "What is that thing in your hands?"

Flowey got really close to Frisk to be further away from Sans. "Um…My friend."

He rolled his eyes. "Friends with plants, huh? My brother told me something like that." He looked at the human. "Well. I'm sentry and I should be killing you right now… But, I don't like to listen to people."

Whether he was going to kill them or not, Frisk was still scared of him. "Oh, thank you… I think?"

"Don't thank me." Suddenly his eyes went black. "I can still kill you in one hit." Frisk stepped back, horrified. His eyes came back and he began to laugh. "Wow, you're easy to mess with!"

Frisk didn't even feel like they were going to get murdered anymore. They just felt bullied. "Why is no one down here kind in the slightest?"

"Kindness isn't a word anyone's vocabulary here." He looked at the human. "I won't be the one to kill you, but my brother… He's always on the lookout for humans. He tries to kill them on sight but somehow they always got away." He smirked. "But considering how nice you are… You seem easy. I'll help you out, kid." He gestured for Frisk to follow him through the bars above the bridge.

Frisk followed and they came to a stop. There was red lamp with a black shade. It seemed… Conveniently shaped. There was also a stand. Hotdogs could possibly be sold there. "Is your brother really that dangerous?"

"Like I said, to you, yes." He looked ahead and pointed to the lamp. "You should hide behind there if you value your life in any way."

Frisk gave him an unamused look before hiding behind the lamp with Flowey. Soon after another skeleton who Frisk could assume was his brother running through. "Sans!"

"Sup, bro."

"You know what is up, you moron!" He crossed his arms. He wore a black shirt and pants with a red belt. He had a red scarf around his neck and boots… That were also red. Red and black has got to be the theme here. Frisk looked down. And they fit it! "It's been over a week and you've done absolutely nothing!" He boomed. "You just sit at your station and sleep! What are you doing now?!"

"Looking at this super cool lamp." Frisk panicked. Why would he bring attention to them? Come one Frisk, no one here is trustworthy. "You should check it out."

"I will not 'check it out' because I am not an idiot like you!" He scoffed. "Simple minds are entertained by the simplest things." He huffed. "What if another human comes through? I know I missed last weeks, but this time I will capture and kill them!"

Sans smirked. "You missed the last six. What makes you think, you'll get this one. I mean you might if you look at this cool ass lamp."

"You're so dumb, Sans! Asses are only cool if you sit on ice!" He realized talking to his brother would get him nowhere and walked back the way he came. Sans laughed at his brother's comment. Frisk assumed he made the joke on purpose. "No laughing!" His brother called.

He immediately stopped. "I wasn't!" Red came across his cheeks as Frisk walked from behind the lamp. "You might want to get going. He could come back and… Well… Y'know."

Frisk sighed before they began to walk ahead. "This is scary…" They mumbled.

"Hey kid." Sans called out. "Maybe you should meet him. He's not any real danger unless he engages you in battle. He won't immediately. He has manners." He turned the other way. "I'll meet you up ahead." He said before walking the completely opposite direction.

Frisk watched him. "What? This way…" They shook their head and continued walking.