Welcome to chapter 7! I'm worried you guys will think these last three chapters are more filler chapters than anything, but I still feel they're necessary. I guess it's character building, especially since the characters are not exact cookie cutter replicas of the original Undertale characters. So I've been working hard to give you guys something that helps paint a picture of my version of Sans and Papyrus. Although since Sans is a main character as well, I feel as though you guys will get to know more about him throughout the story. Papyrus though… he doesn't play a big part unfortunately, so hopefully in the time I've been writing his part you all "get" him. Not much more to say. Thank you all as always for the comments, follows, fav's and all the support. I appreciate it a lot! See you guys next time!


Frisk sleepily opened one brown eye as dim light poured in from the window near her bed. Slowly she opened her other eye as she tried to push away the grogginess of sleep from her mind. Sitting up, the woman rubbed her eyes and looked around.

The quaint little room felt warm and welcoming as Frisk took in her surroundings. There was a simple bed off to the back of the room where she was at now, off to the side was a small end table and a long table with a round stool in the center of it. It wasn't much but it was enough to make Frisk feel safe for the first time since she had been in the Ruins.

Giving a wide yawn, the woman rubbed her eyes again as she looked around wondering what time it was. Turning her attention to the long table now, Frisk saw two cinnamon rolls in the shape of bunnies sitting on a plate. The smell of the fresh baked goods assaulted Frisk's nose and she felt her stomach lurch hungrily as she felt as though it were twisting itself in knots.

It was less than a second later that she was over at the table digging into the food. She moaned slightly as the delicious taste met her taste buds, and the feeling of her stomach finally getting food in it hit her. Frisk had been so exhausted when she was making her way to Snowdin Town that she hadn't realized how hungry she actually was.

As she stood to her feet now and put her tennis shoes back on, there was not a single crumb left on that plate. Frisk wasn't completely sure how the resets affected her, but the woman definitely still felt hungry as though she hadn't eaten in days. "I'll worry about that later though, that should be enough food to take care of me for now… as long as nothing happens." Frisk added nervously as she felt her hand run along the gold healing charm she had now decided to wear under her shirt instead of keeping it in her pants pocket. The feel of the little charm filled Frisk with determination to continue onwards.

Making her way down the stairs the human looked around curiously. She saw the innkeeper and a little child standing next to her. "Ah I see you're finally awake. I thought for sure we had a corpse on our hands…" the bunny monster said as she smiled gently at Frisk.

"What do you mean?" Frisk asked in confusion as she tilted her head slightly. The innkeeper chuckled slightly at the question as Frisk made her way down the stairs.

"What I mean, my dear, is you've been asleep for the past two days. At least I hoped you were asleep. I had called someone to come check on you when you didn't wake yesterday at all, even when I tried to wake you myself." The innkeeper spoke in a calm tone as she looked at the human. She became mildly amused at the look of surprise on Frisk's face at the comment.

"T-two days?! Did I really sleep that long?!" Frisk squeaked in shock at the statement before a thought dawned on her. She bowed her head apologetically. "I-I'm so sorry! Is… there anything I can do to help out around here to pay back what I owe you for the room? I… I don't have any money."

"Don't worry about it dear, yesterday has already been taken care of as well." The innkeeper replied with a calm look on her face. Frisk blinked her eyes in confusion as to who would have been so kind before a faint blush of embarrassment crossed her cheeks.

"Sans…" she thought silently of the ever smiling skeleton who had helped her out the first night as well. "Is… is there anyways I can help you out and earn back a portion of that money?" Frisk asked in a meek sounding tone as she stared at her feet in embarrassment.

The innkeeper looked at her with a curious blink of her eyes in surprise. It was quickly replaced with a gentle smile. "I think… I would be in big trouble if I even considered letting you do that dear." She replied in a good natured tone as she looked at the human.

"O-oh. Why would you be in trouble?" Frisk asked in a soft voice looking at the bunny curiously.

"I imagine the monster who paid for your room would be upset with me if I let you work to pay him back. In fact, I think he had a feeling that you would ask to do that. If you really want to pay him back, I'd suggest going to him directly." She smiled but the tone of her voice told Frisk it was not up for discussion, much like a mother ending an argument between two siblings.

"A-alright. Thank you for letting me stay at your Inn." Frisk said bowing her head politely before turning to leave. Stepping outside of the Inn, Frisk looked around taking a good look at Snowdin now. There were several bunny monsters wandering here and there, a bear monster putting presents under a well decorated pine tree, and a little monster kid looking at the tree excitedly.

Frisk looked around hesitantly not sure what to do. She realized quickly that she should probably figure out just how big the Underground was and where she should head to next. Frisk knew her main goal was making her way to Asgore, but who he was and where he lived… she didn't have the slightest clue.

Walking through the town looking a little lost she suddenly found herself bumped into by someone. Looking down she saw the yellow monster kid sitting on the ground from the impact. "Are you alright?" Frisk asked softly extending her hand for the kid to take. He blinked his eyes slightly before looking up at the human with a tilt of his head.

"Hey! Why are you wearing a striped shirt too? Are you a kid?" He asked curiously taking Frisk's hand and pulling himself back up to his feet.

"N-no… I'm not, I just like striped shirts." Frisk commented gently looking at him with a smile. The kid looked her up and down before grinning.

"You're kind of a funny looking monster, but if you like striped shirts, you must be cool!" he replied excitedly as he looked at Frisk with a bright smile. Frisk gave a little laugh and smiled at him.

"Thank you. I'm happy you think I'm cool." She replied with a bright smile. "Maybe you can help me? I'm new to Snowdin and I'm trying to find a Library or something like it so I can look up some information." Frisk explained as she looked at the kid who nodded his head.

"There's a library right next to the Skelebro's house. It's just up the road there." He pointed up ahead; Frisk looked in that direction before nodding her head in appreciation.

"Thank you for the help." Frisk smiled brightly before continuing onwards. Frisk glanced upwards at the sign near her now, it said Grillby's on it. She could hear excited chattering coming from inside, and the scent of food wafted out of the door as someone exited the building.

"Good to see you up and going. Tibia honest, I didn't have the heart to wake you." A familiar voice called out from the doorway. Frisk looked down in surprise and found herself stifling her giggles as she looked at the skeleton in his blue coat that stood in front of the bar's door now.

"That's okay; I was tired to the bone from everything that's happened." Frisk managed to reply as she looked at Sans who seemed to beam with happiness at her attempted pun.

"Where are ya heading to, Sugar?" Sans asked tilting his head at the human. He was pretty relieved to see her up and going finally. When Remmi had called him yesterday saying Frisk hadn't woken up at all, Sans found himself worried about the woman. Upon finding her good and well, if not still completely exhausted, Sans offered to pay for another night so that she could rest up.

"The Library. I've got to figure out how to get back home, and I don't know where to go from here." Frisk said looking at the skeleton with a serious look now. She thought she saw him give a faint sigh.

"You sure that's what you want?" He asked seriously now as he looked at Frisk who gave her head a firm nod. "I can take ya to the Library. I can probably tell you more than those old dusty books though. They'll probably bore ya to the bone…"

Frisk couldn't help but laugh slightly at the pun. Even if his puns were pretty bad, they still gave her some form of stress relief. "I know where the library is though, so you don't have to help me. I can try to figure out where to go and what to do on my own."

"Eh, I don't have anything better to do, why not come into Grillby's then? It'll be warmer than standing out here and I can explain some things." Sans suggested opening the door to the building for Frisk to enter. Looking at the skeleton hesitantly, Frisk gave a slight nod of her head and followed him in.

The warm air of the bar wrapped Frisk in a comforting blanket as she relaxed slightly. Glancing over at table near the door, the woman stilled and the relaxed feeling vanished as she was rooted to the spot. There sitting at the table were the dog monsters she had faced on her way to Snowdin.

"You're safe from the K-9 Unit…" Sans said pausing as he glanced in Frisk's direction. The woman took a shaky step towards Sans as she followed after him.

"Does your human world tell the history of what happened, and why we're down here?" Sans asked suddenly as the two took a seat at the bar

"Briefly. I know that our ancestors feared the monsters, and that fear caused a war. That war forced monsters underground… powerful mages created a barrier to protect the humans. In all honesty a pretty stupid choice for humans to do out of fear… that's just my opinion." Frisk replied feeling irritated at the irrational way her ancestors behaved.

"Heh that's a unique opinion I have to say. At least coming from a human." Sans chuckled a bit dryly as he listened to her words. "We've found a way to break the barrier. We need one extremely strong human soul or… the alternative is seven different colored human souls… there's no way for us to cross the barrier without destroying it one way or another." Sans explained as the two sat next to each other at the bar.

Frisk blinked her eyes at the skeleton before noticing that a monster had approached them. Sitting back in her chair the woman's eyes grew wide as she saw the body of the monster covered in flames standing there.

"This is Grillby. You don't gotta worry about him." Sans said brushing off the woman's worry as his grin widened slightly. Grillby just tilted his head slightly as he looked at the human.

"I would offer you some water… but unfortunately I don't touch the sssstuff…" His voice was reminiscent of wispy smoke floating on the air, quiet yet rough at the same time.

"O-oh… um I'm alright, thank you though." Frisk replied hesitantly, grateful for the offer. He gave her a nod of his head before stepping away from the two.

"I've heard that other humans have passed through here before me… should I assume it didn't end well for them?" Frisk asked hesitantly looking at the skeleton again. Sans gave his head a slight nod.

"Simply put, a long time ago something occurred that caused the king of the Underground to end up… upset with humans… he's normally a nice guy, a teddy bear really, but… he's also driven by his feelings of revenge. He's been gathering human souls for years. The problem is that every human soul has a different color, and the last soul needs to be a certain color to break the barrier." Sans was oddly serious as he looked at the human in front of him. He already knew she had the right colored soul thanks to his magic.

"I…I get the feeling this isn't going to be as easy as walking into the king's throne room and asking him to let me leave it is?" Frisk asked hesitantly. Her question was rewarded with a faint chuckle from the skeleton.

"You could try talking to him I suppose…" Sans said with a shrug of his shoulders, he didn't exactly have an answer for Frisk. "The real problem is getting to him in one piece though. There's a lot of monsters that would love to hand deliver an Angel like you straight to Asgore, especially when you won't fight back. There's a good possibility defending yourself might be the only way to survive." Sans's voice took on a mysterious tone, one that Frisk couldn't quite read.

"…I won't hurt anyone…" she said to the skeleton with a determined tone to her voice. "I don't think any monster down here deserves it. I will find a way to do this peacefully... even if… no matter what." She said stubbornly as she looked at him.

"That's big talk Sugar. I hope you can live up to those words." Sans's eye socket rose as he looked at the woman, a bit of irritation flickered through him at her stubbornness. She didn't know of course since he kept out of sight, but he'd seen what her peaceful decisions did to her. "Well with that being said… your next stop is probably Waterfall then. You can learn more about the history of monsters and humans, and souls there. I'll stop by the area and show you where to go once you get there." Sans replied in a dismissive tone as he looked over to Grillby now.

"Thank you Sans. I appreciate your help." Frisk replied with a gentle smile as she stood and tilted her head gratefully at the skeleton before turning and leaving the building. Sans watched her go, her kindness seeming to radiate into his bones as he felt the flicker of irritation again, this time stronger. His left eye gave off a faint blue glow for an instant before it faded away. He looked to Grillby and asked for a bottle of ketchup in a forced calm tone.

Sans knew his brother really wasn't that dangerous but… he could still fight. If Frisk just planned on doing as she had been with the other monsters he had seen her fight, she would be damning herself to god knows how many timeline resets. Damning him to knowing his brother was repeatedly dusting her…

Frisk took a deep breath as she walked out of the bar. Glancing down the way she assumed she needed to head, Frisk began walking forward. Her determined steps led her to a quaint looking log cabin at the edge of town. She noticed two mailboxes sitting near the house, one overflowing with mail to the point of bursting and an empty one.

Curiously she looked at the names on the boxes, Sans and Papyrus. Looking at the house she smiled slightly. "I'm not surprised. Their house looks like its pretty bare bones…" Frisk giggled softly at her words trying to keep her spirits uplifted. She wasn't sure what was to come after this, but the small reprieve from danger and resets would have to last a while and keep her spirits up until she was safe once more.

Glancing one last time at the house and smiling slightly, Frisk quickly made her way east out of town. Frisk's pace was a brisk one as she walked. She had barely made it out of the small town of Snowdin when a heavy fog began to roll in.

Frisk squinted her eyes unable to see more than a couple feet in front of her face as she walked. "I'm not even sure if I'm going the right way anymore. The only thing that's telling me I am is the sound of flowing water on my left side." Frisk muttered quietly to herself as she tried to keep feeling determined to continue on.

The woman found herself stumbling slightly as she tried to keep going. Giving a frustrated sigh, Frisk squinted her eyes hoping she was still going the right direction at least. It was then that she noticed up ahead the flickering of a red scarf. "P-Papyrus?" Frisk called out questioningly feeling as though she recognized the scarf.

Frisk froze in step as she heard the skeleton's familiar voice in the fog. "HUMAN. I WISH TO TELL YOU ABOUT SOME COMPLEX FEELINGS…" The loud voice called out up ahead, the tone sounded like one of confusion.

"Okay…" Frisk replied in a gentle tone waiting for him to continue. She watched as his fog covered figure seemed to pace slightly before coming to a stop once more.

"THESE ARE FEELINGS LIKE THE JOY OF FINDING ANOTHER PUZZLE LOVER… THE ADMIRATION FOR ANOTHER'S PUZZLE SOLVING SKILLS… THE DESIRE TO HAVE A COOL, SMART PERSON THINK YOU ARE COOL." Papyrus's voice called out as he stood staring at Frisk, while she couldn't see him to know for sure she felt his eyes staring at her as she remained silent waiting for him to continue on.

"THESE FEELINGS… THESE MUST BE THE FEELINGS THAT YOU ARE EXPERIENCING RIGHT NOW!" Papyrus concluded in a loud voice as he grinned in the direction of the human. He knew she couldn't see him but she had to have concluded that he was smiling since he was a skeleton after all.

Frisk blinked her eyes at the conclusion that Papyrus had reached. "W-what?" she stuttered in shock at the skeleton even though she was unable to see him well in the fog.

"I CAN HARDLY IMAGINE WHAT IT MUST FEEL LIKE TO FEEL THAT WAY! AFTER ALL, I AM VERY GREAT! I DON'T EVER WONDER WHAT HAVING LOTS OF FRIENDS IS LIKE." Papyrus said as he put his hand to his chest piece as he bragged a little in a pride filled tone. Frisk was resisting the urge to laugh slightly at the skeleton.

"I'm sure you don't have to wonder about that Papyrus. You seem like you are quite popular." Frisk replied in a kind tone as she looked through the fog at the flickering scarf which was the only thing that gave him away.

"I PITY YOU FOR YOUR LONLINESS HERE IN THE UNDERGROUND HUMAN." Papyrus replied causing Frisk to arch a brow at him.

"Well… he didn't need to be so blunt." Frisk thought as a bit of irritation flickered across her face. She had felt pretty lonely since leaving the Ruins, that is until she met him and Sans.

The skeleton paused as if considering his next words. "I'M SORRY I CAN'T BE YOUR FRIEND HUMAN! IT IS MY DUTY TO CAPTURE YOUR SOUL! ONCE I DO I WILL FINALLY BE CONSIDERED POWERFUL! POPULAR! PRESTIGIOUS! PAPYRUS…THE NEWEST MEMBER OF THE ROYAL GUARD!" a determined tone replaced his usual normal loud tone.

"Oh no…" Frisk muttered as a look of fear crossed her face. He couldn't mean to fight her. Frisk felt her delicate hope shatter as a barrage of bone like projectiles shot through the fog at her. Had she not panicked and paid attention, Frisk would have seen the blue glow of the bones through the fog like a beacon of hope. Instead the woman moved to avoid the attack and felt one of the bones strike her thigh and shatter her leg bone with ease.

A cry rose up from her throat as she was simply injured but not killed. "His heart couldn't have been in that attack… maybe I can still talk him out of this." Frisk silently hoped as she whimpered slightly from the pain. "P-Papyrus! You don't need to fight me to be all those things…"Frisk cringed as the words caught in her throat. "A-all you need to do is keep being yourself. Please… Papyrus just let me go." She begged softly.

"I… I AM SORRY HUMAN THAT IS NOT POSSIBLE! I HAVE TO DELIVER YOUR SOUL TO UNDYNE!" the skeleton replied in a hesitant tone."NYEH!" The skeleton gave a faint distressed grunt before another barrage of bones, this time white, came towards Frisk.

"It may seem unfair to experience this again… and again… and again. You are the only hope to change the monster's fate… stay determined young one, even through the pain. Your friends are counting on you." A faint whisper of a voice called out through the darkness before Frisk bolted up out of a bed holding in the loud cry of pain that racked her body, she trembled from the effort to stop her screams in her throat. She felt the lingering ache of her shattered leg bone, and the sensation of a second bone piercing her chest that had caused her an instant death.

The pain finally faded after what felt like hours; Frisk lay sobbing softly on the bed. It hadn't been extreme enough for her to pass out, it seemed like it never was for the resets. She sat up finally able to catch her breath as she looked around to see that she had been reset back to the Inn. "Keep going Frisk… stay determined…" she repeated the words she had heard for the brief moment she was trapped in the darkness in a shaky, unsteady tone.