As you can see I've uploaded a cover image and changed the summary, AND WHOAH WE'RE OUT 1500 VIEWS ALREADY.
Also I would just like to recommend a great fanfic called 'Little Dreemurs: Short Stories' by RoseThornstrike-TimidTruffles, it's a great series of one-shots about the adventures of Chara and Asriel, so if it sounds up your alley check it out, I'd really recommend it!
''What a convenient shortcut,'' said Toriel as they walked down the snow filled streets of Snowdin.
''Yep, know a lot of them,'' said Sans.
Frisk shuddered, a tingly feeling running through them. Hadn't they just been walking through the woods? How did they end up in a town?
Both Sans and Toriel were giving Frisk a puzzled look now, so the young human gave a bright smile and grabbed hold of Toriel's hand again.
Monsters started to give them both odd glances as they walked by and Toriel squeezed Frisk's hand in hope of comforting them, and made sure not to show she was secretly nervous.
''Don't worry,'' said Sans. ''Newbies don't often appear here.''
The two nodded as Sans led them to a house with not-so-fresh snow on the roof and what seemed like fairy lights entwined around the roof banisters.
Sans pushed the door and the trio went inside. It looked quite cosy inside and very neat too, apart from some sock in the corner.
''Can we really stay here for a while?'' said Toriel, clasping her hands together.
''Yeah, why no?'' replied Sans.
''Thank you so much!'' she exclaimed. ''I need to make some of my cinnamon and butterscotch pie as thanks!''
Frisk held up the piece they had wrapped up but Toriel shook her head. ''It tastes better fresh my child,'' said Toriel. ''But keep it on you, we'll need it when we get moving, unless...''
She didn't dare say the rest.
''Well I'll just pop out and go buy some ingredients, you be good Frisk,'' Toriel said, and walked out of the door, leaving Frisk and Sans by themselves.
Frisk was slightly wary of Sans and wasn't sure how they felt about being left by themselves with him.
Sans turned to Frisk and stuck out his hand. ''We should be pals,'' he said. ''So lets shake hands.''
Frisk slowly nodded and shook Sans' hands. As soon as they made contact, Frisk felt waves of electricity run up their arm. There was a joy buzzer on Sans' hand.
''Heh, always hilarious,'' he said.
Frisk giggled and knew they could trust this guy. Suddenly they both hear stomping coming towards the house.
''Oh that probs my bro,'' said Sans. ''Quick, behind that conveniently shaped lamp.''
There wasn't one.
''Huh, that's never happened before,'' said Sans. ''Well in that case, go behind that not-so-conveniently-shaped-sofa.''
Frisk nodded and went behind the couch just as the door burst open. They could hear two voices, one Sans and the other one unknown, it looked like another skeleton though.
''SANS!''
''Sup bro.''
''YOU KNOW WHAT'S UP BROTHER, THERE HAS BEEN SIGHTINGS OF THE HUMANS, CLOSE TOO!''
The strange taller skeleton looked at Sans with an angry expression. Sans, however, remained unfazed,as if he was used to this kinda thing.
Frisk pulled a face from behind the sofa and kept listening. They hoped Toriel came back soon.
''Cool bro.''
''DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS!?''
''Not particularly,'' said Sans.
''WE NEED TO IMPROVE OUR PUZZLES, MAKE EVEN MORE! THAT HUMAN COULD BE RIGHT...''
''Behind that sofa?''
Frisk's eyes widened.
''OF COURSE NOT SANS, DON'T BE RIDICULOUS!''
They breathed a sigh of relief.
''NOW GET THOSE BONES MOVING AND KEEP AN EYE OUT FOR THEM. I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, WILL CAPTURE THEM!''
''Don't be so STERNum Paps.''
''FOR GOODNESS SAKE PUT A SOCK IN IT.''
With a triumphant 'NYEH HEH HEH!' Papyrus strode out of the house.
Frisk climbed over the sofa and looked at Sans puzzled.
''I think I'll put a sock in it later,'' said Sans, looking at a sock on the carpet. ''Well...isn't my brother cool?''
Frisk gave a small nod.
They wondered where Toriel was.
Meanwhile with Toriel
''It's 'ice' to meet another pun lover,'' said Snowdrake. ''It's 'cool' you decided to hang out with me.''
''That's 'snow' problem,'' said Toriel chuckling. ''Hey you may want to stand up. If you sit on snow for too long you'll get... 'Polaroids.'
This was going to go on for a while.
Back with Frisk
Frisk sat on the sofa, nibbling a cinnamon bunny Sans had tossed to them.
They made the injury on their shoulder feel slightly numb which helped greatly with the pain, but still not much.
'Um...do you have a plaster I can borrow?' Frisk eventually signed.
Sans looked at the cut. ''Eek, that's gonna need more than a plaster kiddo, he said. He got a bandage and began to carefully wrap up Frisk's arm. ''What did that?''
'Spear' Frisk signed, finishing their cinnamon bunny. Their stomach still growled.
''Hm... Wanna go to Grillby's?'' Sans asked.
At the sound of the place where food could possibly be found, Frisk eagerily nodded and stepped out of the house. The two made their way to a medium-sized building and stepped inside.
It was warm, in fact it was boiling in there, and Frisk and their new skeleton friend sat down. A monster made completely of fire walked up.
''Hm...a plate of fries please Grillbz,'' said Sans.
Frisk pointed to the apple juice on the menu.
Grillby gave a nod and walked off through the fire exit.
"Soooooo,'' said Sans. Suddenly everyone else in the room stopped moving, leaving just them two moving. ''The guards are going to arrive here soon, they'll be searching every nook and cranny for you. I'll keep a look out, but you're going to need to be prepared to flee when it comes to it.''
Sans took a swig from a ketchup bottle nearby.
''Oh and one more thing,'' he said, ''keep an eye for any talking flowers, one has been talking to my brother. It may be an echo flower though, so tell me if you get any news.''
Suddenly the world around them started moving again and Grillby put down a plate of fries and a cup of apple juice in front of them.
Frisk sipped theirs, not sure what to say. Eventually Sans stood up and walked back to the house, Frisk following. They saw Toriel carrying a basket as she chatted to a Snowdrake. She looked up and waved goodbye before walking over.
''Hello! Have you two been out?'' Toriel asked.
Frisk nodded and showed Toriel their newly bandaged arm.
''Ah great,'' she said, pulling Frisk into a hug, ''it's nice to see you all better.''
Frisk smiled as they walked back the house, snow coming up to their ankles.
Sans pushed open the door.
''WELL IT'S ABOUT TIME SANS,'' bellowed Papyrus, looking at them, ''YOU'VE BEEN GONE FOR-''
His eyes rested on Frisk.
''SANS IS THAT A HUMAN?''
Sans thought hard for a moment. ''...No...?''
''WELL OK THEN, YOU SHOULD TELL ME BEFORE YOU INVITE GUESTS SANS,'' said Papyrus, going back to his cooking.
Everyone else was silent.
''WAIT A SECOND...'' began Papyrus. ''YOU ARE A HUMAN!''
''Busted,'' said Sans.
''ALRIGHT HUMAN,'' said Papyrus. Frisk hid behind Toriel. ''WE NEED TO FIGHT SO I CAN CAPTURE YOU, MEET IN THE FOREST WHEN YOU'RE READY.''
Everyone expected Papyrus to leave but instead he carried on with his cooking.
''FIRST THOUGH, WOULD YOU LIKE SOME SPAGHETTI?''