There weren't any real doctors that were skilled enough in magical injuries to help Frisk, so Alphys was the only person that could actually do something. The only person within a twenty mile radius, anyway. Granted, she mostly worked with machinery and electronics, but with a bit of her Determination experiments under her belt, she knew more than most about green healing magic. It wasn't long before Frisk's pulse had returned to normal, but they hadn't moved an inch, so they weren't in the clear just yet. Frisk's eyes were shut tight and their body was almost lifeless other than their chest rising and falling with each breath. "I-I think that Frisk will be alright, t-they just need some rest," Alphys told everyone. For once, Alphys had to be the one to keep everyone's spirits up. She knew that she had to do her best to keep her friends from worrying so much.

Sans locked himself in his room with Flowey and tried to keep himself from shaking. He had never hurt an innocent person before and didn't really know how to deal with it. He was out of alcohol, so there was no way to escape the guilt. It was one thing for a flower to be playing tricks on his brother, but this time, Sans was directly responsible for hurting someone that his brother loved. He wasn't sure about how to deal with such a strong sense of guilt, so he just sat in a corner of his room to let that guilt build up and fester into unrelenting depression. "You did a great job protecting Frisk, you useless monster," Flowey said, trying to push Sans over the limit. "You must think you're soooo special because you know about Saving and the jumps in time. Well guess what? You are NOTHING. YOU COULDN'T EVEN PROTECT SOME PATHETIC HUMAN CHILD. I mean, it shouldn't have been that difficult to kill me right there, and you messed up. You're just a screw-up that can't even protect something as common and pointless as a human. You should just kill me now while Frisk is incapacitated. Maybe then you won't miss entirely." Sans stood up and walked over to the talkative plant, feeling the depression fade away with each step he took. He knew that Frisk would live, and there was no way that some demented flower was going to get on his nerves. "Y'know, I could kill you right now, but Frisk obviously wants you alive and well. So, I'm going to keep you that way. And, I wanna get you back for everything that you've done, so I've been thinking; What could possibly be a worse form of punishment... than you having to stay in here for the rest of your life while listening to my awesome jokes?"

After what seemed like hours later, Frisk began to move a bit. Their eyes were still closed, but even the slightest of movements that the child had made for a few seconds made everyone in the room feel 100% better. Papyrus as so happy, that he went to go cook something in celebration of Frisk not being dead. For once, he didn't want Undyne to accompany them so that everyone could be surprised. Not even a minute after papyrus left the room, Frisk rolled over in their sleep and snuggled under their thick blanket. It was clear that they were going to be okay.

Every minute spent waiting for Frisk to wake up was agonizing. Toriel was beating herself up for not being a better mother, and Undyne and Alphys regretted not coming over earlier because of the thought of them being able to prevented it. Realistically speaking, there was no way any of them could have predicted that Frisk would purposely jump in the way of Sans' attack to save a flower that wasn't even worth the time. Toriel told everyone that the very best thing that they could do was to wait. "It may not feel like we're accomplishing anything," she said, "but since there is nothing else we can do, waiting is the best option."

Everyone's patience was soon rewarded when Frisk finally opened their eyes, sat up, and looked at everyone with their head tilted. They wondered why everyone looked so relieved since they didn't remember Sans hurting them. In fact, they couldn't even feel where Sans' attack had hit them. Undyne was so glad that Frisk was okay that she gave Alphys a kiss before hugging her tightly as the small yellow monster turned a bright red. Toriel hugged Frisk but tried to be as gentle as possible since she wasn't sure if they were in any sort of pain. Frisk hugged back, and the situation became even better when Papyrus entered the room with a tray of cookies. "The human is well! Wonderful! Now they can try some of my incredible cookies."
Undyne interrupted. "Wait, Papyrus. You should let me try them first."
"If that's what you want, Undyne. I shall not disagree with you wanting to taste my cooking before everyone else."
Undyne took a bite of the cookie and expected it to taste like an eraser dipped in powdered sugar, but for the first time, Papyrus had cooked something that she could eat. It wasn't the best cookie in the world, but she'd eat it again if it was there.

The once sombre room filled with sadness and worry was soon filled with laughter and smiles as Frisk informed everyone that they were okay and was able to move around normally. Frisk then asked about Sans and the room grew quiet. Nobody wanted to explain what had happened in fear that Frisk would be afraid of Sans. When nobody would give them a proper answer, Frisk took it upon themself to go see Sans. They knocked on his door, but there was no response. They knocked again and called Sans' name, and the door opened immediately, revealing a not-so-comic looked down, which was an expression Sans didn't normally wear. Before Frisk could ask what had happened or if Sans was okay, they were pulled into a sudden hug. Sans kept muttering inaudible words, and the only ones Frisk could understand were, "I'm so sorry," and "I'll never use my powers around you again." Frisk began to remember what had happened, and they formulated a plan on what had to be done to make things okay again.

Sans' hug lasted longer than even Toriel's, and when it finally ended, Frisk asked about the flower. Sans tried to stay calm as he pointed to the evil little plant on his desk at the back of the room. It took every ounce of willpower Sans had to not chop the flower up into itty-bitty pieces. Before Flowey could even get a single word out, Frisk did their best to give the plant a hug. It wasn't as difficult as hugging Napstablook, but they were afraid that they'd crush him. "You... You're being nice again. I told you before that I can't understand! I put you and your friends through so much. I killed you countless times. And yet, you're showing affection?" Their hug lasted only until the end of Flowey's sentence, and then Frisk took Sans by the hand and dragged him to everyone who was still gathered in their room. "K-kid! No, I can't face them like this!" Frisk's mind was already made up. They wanted to show everyone that Sans could be trusted again. Before anyone could ask anything about Sans or what Frisk was doing, Frisk told everyone that it was their own fault that they had gotten hurt. Toriel was proud of their honesty.

Words were exchanged between Sans and Toriel; some were angry, a few were sad, and most were happy because of Frisk being alright. After that, the rest of the day went on like most days did, except that everyone decided that they all wanted to spend as much time with Frisk as possible. That day's near-death experience showed everyone that they should be more grateful for what they have, even if it's something as common as a human child.