Author's Note: I've been trying my hardest to keep all of the characters as original to their design as possible, personality wise. I like to imagine their actual, in game reactions would be similar to what i'm typing for my story, so I hope I'm doing a good job. Like it, love it, and let me know if YOU guys know how I can improve my writing, solid critism does mean a lot to me as a growing writer.
Note about last chapter: Dave got everyone wasted, Sans learned that Dave lived through the monsters first going underground, and Dave learned that Papyrus's eye glows a bright orange when very emotional.
Disclaimer: I do not own the game/franchise Undertale. All ownership and copyright belong to Toby Fox and his affiliates.
"...Why hello there, my child. What has you up at such an hour? Hmm." The goat woman had woken up early, like she had every morning. There was a light sun outside, the glowing orb was just barely hanging above the homes of their neighborhood when a delicate pattering of footsteps walked down their stair-steps. Having just finished making her fresh batch of tea, the monster motioned for Frisk to sit and enjoy a cup; the human happily obliging. They both took their seats at the dining table while they admired the aroma of such a beverage, the lavender and honey was always a great combination of flavors that brought a calm morning or evening. It was a week after the New Year had hit, and the household returned to their normal working routines, Frisk herself only allotted one more week before her new semester began. Toriel was abnormally quieter with their tea session, Frisk asking if there were any problems to break the silence.
"Oh there is nothing to worry about my child. I am just excited to begin teaching again, I can't help but imagine the stories that i'll hear from the little ones... how their vacation went, what they received for Christmas, oh it's always so exciting! I hope that you are elated about going back to school, the break seemed to do you much good. You know, we are all VERY proud of your accomplishments Frisk." The compliment warmed Frisk's heart while she spoke, though it quickly dropped when she remembered her plans. With only a week of freedom left from the confines of her desk, she new well that there wasn't much longer before her trip... down to the Underground. She had pre-preemptively packed for the trip days prior, though she's been unable to leave like she wished to. The human had to be patient, gradually waiting for her roommates to return to their busy schedules. Sans was the first to return to work, both of his jobs kept him away day and night. In a way, Frisk felt some guilt over it, knowing that she was internally grateful that he wouldn't have the time to keep track of her movements. If luck served her well, he won't even notice her disappearance! Toriel had also decided to work much of her day at the library once school was out, and of course Undyne and Alphys were to leave two days from now for their tour... her only real worry was Papyrus. Frisk knew of his sixth sense... being able to tell if there was something out of place. With his new skateboard and the kids at the skate park to keep him busy, she secretly hoped that he wouldn't notice. With all of those thoughts swirling in the back of her mind, she excused herself from the table.
"Oh dear, where are you going at such an early hour? I had thought that you would be taking this time to rest, before your schooling started for this year." The inquiry forced Frisk to halt her steps, halfway through the living room before she turned her body to face her adopted mother. Toriel had always gotten dressed first thing in the morning; her white fur was washed clean of any dirt that could accumulate, her pink shirt and black skirt looked very professional, but was also loose enough for the required movement to watch a bunch of six year old children. It took Frisk only a few moments to think of an excuse to leave, stretching the truth was a specialty. She told Toriel that she wanted to go see Tahoma before she left for work today, that she would be very busy at her two jobs for the next several weeks. It wasn't a blatant lie, so Toriel completely bought her story with a giggle and wave.
"Oh okay Frisk, that sounds like a wonderful idea. Do not be afraid to stop by and make yourselves up a snack. Wish her well for me dear." Her goat-mom stood up from the table to bring the dishes into their beige flavored kitchen, prepared to clean up before her leave for work. Frisk silently thanked Tahoma for having such a busy schedule... most of the time. She opened their bronze doorknob and made her exit, quietly closing the door to prevent waking Papyrus up earlier than intended. It only took her a few moments to gently knock on her neighbor's door, several minutes had passed before it was opened by it's inhabitant. Frisk noticed that the morning dew tainted the bottom of her pants when she walked through their lawns, making a mental note to change her socks before she left; save herself from the unbearable itching that occurred if you wore wet stockings. Tahoma had opened her door, still dressed in full pajamas and her eyes hardly opened.
"Paaaaaaaap, I told you i'd help you out with your puzzles today... but it is TOO. DAMN. EARLY for this cra- Oh heya Frisk. ...What're you doing at this hour? It's like five in the morning." Tahoma motioned for Frisk to enter her home, both taking a seat on their couch while Tahoma rubbed her eyes awake. It was slightly amusing, how quickly she assumed that it was Papyrus at her door. She decided to drop the subject, picking it up for a new one while bringing out her backpack. She put a small map into Tahoma's hands, her confused expression demanded an explanation.
"...Wait, Frisk, you got a map to the Underground? ...Huh, when you look at it this way, it doesn't seem as large as you'd think. What's this for?" The question that Frisk had been wanting to hear for the past several weeks, she began to explain her plans. An hour past while she told of Flowey... and how he used to be the prince of the Underground; how a scientist at the time (not wanting to reveal Alphy's name) injected the combined remains of Asriel and the flower with determination, ultimately wishing to break the monsters free from the underground. She shared how Asriel collected the six human souls... as well as the rest of the monsters from the Underground, turning into his former self. He was the one whom had actually broken the barrier, and had set everyone free. With a heavy heart, she admitted that, at the time, there wasn't a way to save Asriel from returning to the demonic plant... having to leave him underground until Frisk could find a way to revert the process.
"...Wow, t-that's quite the story Frisk. I-I promise I won't tell anyone... you found a way to restore him? You're going back to the Underground by yourself?" Her questions were both answered with a shake of her head, explaining that there was still no way to fix Flowey... but there was help from the scientific community to fix him. She explained that Alphys can contain the plant, so that he couldn't go on a rampage and try to absorb any human souls while he was still Flowey. She then told Tahoma that she didn't intend to go alone, and that she wanted the brown monster before her to join the human on her journey.
"Woah woah woah... I mean i'm honored Frisk, but I'm just you're neighbor, y'know? If it's for something this important to you and to Fl-I mean Asriel... why not take Sans? Why not go with Toriel or Undyne, who can protect you? Hell, Papyrus would do you better than me, they know the Underground much better than I do, they've known you for much longer, and they could protect you bet-" She was interrupted with another shake of the head, her finger gently covered her mouth while she procceeded to explain her reasoning. Unlike Tahoma, whom she hasn't known long, Sans would more than likely know about Flowey... and would not approve of the adventure. As it was, Undyne was extremely busy and would be missed quickly, bringing a mass amount of suspicion that she didn't want to happen. Toriel wasn't supposed to know about her son... and how he turned into the flower that he currently was. Even Papyrus was a bad idea... the poor skeleton was trustworthy with favors, but couldn't hold a secret if his life depended on it. Well, that and his strong bond with Sans would also raise some red flags. Tahoma nodded her head in understanding once Frisk was finished.
"... I see. I'm always so busy... as it is, Dave doesn't even keep track of when I work. I could be gone for a couple of months, and he wouldn't even notice. Hah... heh, hmm. Frisk, you've done nothing but good things for us AND your family. You're really independent, so i'm still a little unsure as to why you even need anyone, but I won't blame you for wanting the company; even if it IS a puss like me. I guess I don't have much of a choice but to join you, huh? ...So, when did you wanna leave?" Her smile greeted her next answer... she wanted to leave as soon as possible. She raised an eyebrow while she went back to her place, giving Tahoma one hour to pack her bags for their trip. She re-entered her home to find Papyrus enjoying a fresh batch of pancakes, greeting her with a large smile. Frisk had forgotten that Toriel had already left, and had begun to write a letter that Papyrus read over.
"...Frisk, where do you plan to go camping? How come I, the great Papyrus, have to of yet heard of such a trip?" The brunette nearly sighed in discontent as she finished the letter, folding the delicate paper into an envelope and sealing it. She placed it neatly on the counter, a small teacup placed on top to prevent it from getting blown away. The skeleton sat there dumbfounded, waiting patiently for Frisk to respond. The human lied to her friend, telling him that she was going to go camping with several of her classmates, before their school-year started. She elaborated to sell the lie, telling him that she had completely forgotten about it until one of her schoolmates reminded her this morning. She thanked herself for bringing her backpack along with her, opening its contents and showing the younger brother a canteen and a few other outdoor supplies. She packed it all away while he let out a huff, embracing Frisk in a large hug before she could walk out of their door.
"Owwp, well, alright. Make sure that you keep yourself safe on this camping trip of yours... I, the great Papyrus, do not wish to receive any phone calls of misfortune while you are away. I'll be sure to let Toriel know, and you may need to call her later... please, do not let our ears have to bear her worrying." She threw a thumbs up in his direction, scurrying on over and entering her neighbor's front door. While she waited for Tahoma to finish packing up, she looked around to find their home much more decorated; many paintings and small sculptures were placed everywhere. There was also a large group picture neatly hung above their television, from their Christmas no more than a month prior. Seeing all of her family so delighted... so happy, it gave her even more determination to save the one person she wished was there... for all of those memories. She began to zone out on the dark green walls when Tahoma arrived back down, a small backpack accompanied her while the car keys hung out of her jean pocket. She motioned for their leave, entering her vehicle and making their way to the next destination... the end of the Underground.
"...So this is it, huh? Heh, I still remember coming out of this place... you shoulda seen the look on Dave's face. I don't think i've ever seen him that happy before, or since. Hmm, I guess I don't really need to text him huh? I forgot to tell him that I don't gotta work for the next few days... so he'll probably just think that i'm staying over with Cindy or at work. You ready to head in?" The human nodded her head in agreement, excited for the rescue of her friend. She checked her right backpack pocket to make sure that the small box was still tucked neatly inside, she did not want to endanger herself or Tahoma with Flowey's anger. It was strange to think about... there were only a few monsters left that decided to remain Underground. Despite Asgore's best efforts to convince them of their leave, some just had too much of a connection with the caverns below, preferring the home that they've always known over the new world that they would have to discover for themselves. The side of such a mountain was large, the cavern's mouth widened when some of the larger monsters busted it's sides for their escape. Luckily there was no signs of the entrance falling apart, a concrete rim was placed to make absolutely sure that both humans and monsters could arrive and exit safely. The duo took one last long look at their sun, it's halfway point told Frisk that it was a little after 3:00 in the afternoon. She took a large breathe, but quickly exhaled when she heard a yell.
"Wait wait! Hugh, huh, huh... huh, Frisk, why are you camping here?" Papyrus had followed them, taking a moment to catch his breath from rushing up the mountain pass. Tahoma lifted him up straight with his shoulder blades, trying to hide her initial surprise by scolding the tired skeleton.
"Holy shit Pap, you scared the absolute shit outta me! What the hell are you doing so far out, by yourself?" She was again taken aback when his gloved finger pointed a mere inch away from her pink nose, his annoyance was thickly laced through his next set of words.
"Oh for crying out loud, watch that mouth! I DID bring soap for the trip, and i'd rather not waste it washing out that filthy mouth of yours! I had come here to escort Frisk and her group on their trip... but then I saw that you had left with Ms. Potty mouth. I almost had to run a stoplight just to catch up with you two! ...Say, where's everyone else?" The confounded male looked left and right for emphasis, no sight of anyone else's presence could be spotted within several miles. The mountain pass was almost always bare, no more than a few hikers came by once a month, many avoiding the caverns below by continuing along the path to the top. Before Frisk could speak, Tahoma verbally began to defend her.
"We were supposed to meet here at five... they aren't going to be here yet! Frisk is such a good host for the exposition, she made sure that we arrived here early in case they also happened to show up, early. You know what? Frisk does a good enough job on her own... Pap, you should head home. I-I don't wanna be rude, but this IS a girl's only trip. I know that you're nothing but a pile of bones and you don't ACTUALLY have the parts of, y'know, a dude, bu-"
"You're rambling... Frisk, what is actually going on?" It caught both of the women off guard, his sudden interruption and quick change of tone nearly scared Frisk out of her pants. It may not seem like it to most, but Papyrus could get serious when he really wished to be; even if it was only .0001% of the time. She quickly looked up to Tahoma, seeing her silently word out her apology, then shook her head and began to answer Papyrus. She came clean about her plan to save Flowey, though kept out the part that involved his real identity. From as far as she knew, only Alphys and possibly Sans knew of his existence, and she didn't want to risk Papyrus spreading it to anyone... especially her goat-mom. They all sat in a circle while she talked, Papyrus filled with awe while Tahoma looked to the ground in guilt, knowing full well that she spoiled the secret by talking too much. She also kicked herself mentally for not noticing Papyrus following them earlier, his super-amazing race car should have been an obvious sign that he was on their tail. She took a large breath once she was done with the story, Papyrus using his right hand to place on his jawbone while he was in thought. The next several minutes was spent in silence, the dusty earth underneath them was beginning to hurt their rear ends with it's unforgiving surface.
"...So you intend on saving the flower, huh? Nyeheheh! That does not surprise me in the least! I, the Great Papyrus, shall join you on such a journey anyway. Whom else would be better at guiding you two through the Underground, other than myself? However, I do have one condition before we start this adventure, for my services. The condition MUST be met, and you have to pinky swear on it. Tahoma, you are to solve the puzzle that you have been neglecting for the past couple of weeks, the one that I gave to you a month ago. Frisk, YOU must admit your deception to Toriel; both are to be done once we return. Understood?" Tahoma begrudgingly locked her pinky with his, cursing under her breath while clenching her teeth. If it's one thing that the monster couldn't stand, it was letting Papyrus having a 'one-up' on her, and having to owe him. Frisk seemed much more relive pinky swearing with him, and she nodded in understanding of her deal. He knew that Frisk didn't lie, at least not often. Whenever she's had to, it was usually for a good reason, she was relieved that he grasped that concept and chose her side on the subject at hand. All three stood up and made their way into the impending darkness below, Papyrus holding onto the map and leading the way while Tahoma was side-by side with their flashlight. The stone steps that lead down were rough on their feet, with a slight slip due to the condensation that happened in caverns. She could remember right away that they were about to enter New Home, Asgore's castle would be in vision very soon...
"Woah, I forgot just how humble Asgore could be, this place is pretty tiny. Haha, it's probably the smallest house in New Home." She giggled while she panned through the quaint space, not an item has fallen out of place since their leave a decade ago. His old photographs and books were layered with dust, the furniture would choke out the poor soul who tried to sit down, due to the amount of mold that settled on its surface. Even rubbing your foot against the floor caused a cloud to attack your facial features. The golden flowers that he had planted have also died, the lack of smell only filled Frisk with the dreary sense of abandonment while they scoped through. From what Frisk had seen before, most chose the less invasive route to the surface, which lead around his home and straight to the main streets of the city. Papyrus was gritting his bones together in disgust for this mess, resisting his urge to bring out a mop and dustpan to tidy the place up.
"Ugh, no one has been here since the barrier was destroyed, just looking at this place makes the great Papyrus want to get sick. Let us leave as fast as possible, I do not wish to remain here any longer than necessary." Frisk and Papyrus were already walking through his previous front door before noticing that the brightness from their flashlight was not present. Frisk looked behind her and saw that Tahoma had gone, motioning Papyrus to stay in place while she fetched the curious monster. He merely stomped his foot with response, waving her off to proceed. She walked down the hall and noticed that Tahoma had entered their children's room, admiring the many toys that remained in their comfortable box. The small bear figurine was what caught her attention, pulling the back of it's string to enjoy the tune it sang out into the darkness. Frisk crouched by her side, noticing that her smile was one of reminiscence.
"Oh sorry about making you guys wait... I just wanted to see some of the history of this place. To think, our very KING lived here for so long... and kept kids toys to boot. Heh... the king and queen really did love children. I bet they made really great parents, huh?" She asked while she stood up, offering her hand to the human while she smiled in response, both meeting the impatient monster as he opened the door, leading to the large buildings that made up the abandoned city. Every step through the streets gave a small echo in response, the crew only noticed a monster family sprinkled in a few houses; the primary monsters they found were much older in age. Several had greeted them as they walked, some seemed to be exhausted and noticeably surprised by their presence. The shops that used to plaster ever street corner were no more than empty buildings, save for the one that was run by a lizard-esque monster. Such a monster expressed gratitude at their spending, sharing the information that ceased to surprise them; he had hardly any customers anymore. When Papyrus asked why he hadn't shut down the store, it was because if hadn't kept it open, the monsters that lived near him would have nothing to buy and would have to move to the surface. The good-bye was slightly depressing, though Tahoma seemed to take the situation more to heart as they heard from more monsters. They were fortunate if the food wasn't stale or molding, life had actually gotten worse for the beings that decided to remain in New Home. Frisk had found an older apartment to be a good spot for rest... though there was no light to show the difference between day or night, she still had her watch with her. It was 10:00 in the evening, and everyone was tired from their trek. They had made good progress, almost out of the city within 7 hours of walking! The group had begun to make themselves comfortable when Frisk noticed Tahoma's dreary mood.
"Hmm? Oh, it's nothing Frisk... well, nothing to do with me. I just find it kinda sad, how everyone who lives down here is virtually forgotten... you heard what a lot of them were saying. They don't get much help from the surface, no one comes down to help them! I-I guess I just feel kinda guilty about it, I honestly thought that everyone had left when the barrier was broken. Heh, I guess some people just don't like the change, but I can't really blame 'em." Frisk assured her that, once they got back, she would mention to Asgore about a new issue that they should care for. As it was, the plan Sans had created was already taking place, though the results of such a plan have to of yet been seen. She shook her head to and fro, then delivered her a grateful smile while embracing her in a hug.
"Aw, thanks Frisk. We should probably get some shut-eye, I don't wanna be here any longer than necessary. Where the hell is Papyrus at anyhow?" Both looked around their chosen room, and he was nowhere in sight. The paint that used to cover the walls have gradually peeled off, leaving a sickly pale yellow complexion that surrounded them. There were no lights in this area, so the darkness swallowed them all up like a pig in a blanket. They could hear a very loud creak of their door as it opened, Papyrus stood in the doorway with plaid pajamas and a nightcap. He walked over to the well-worn couch, patting for both to join him on its comforts. Frisk happily obliged, wrapping herself up in the snow-patterned blanket that she brought for herself. Tahoma looked over and waved it off, remaining in her spot while she responded.
"Oh i'll sleep in a bit... I just want some time to chill out." Chill out may have been a bit literal for her own tastes, it was freezing! Though it was virtually the same climate as before the barrier had broken, the cavern itself received a chill from the several openings that accompanied the barrier's break. The breeze brought a certain kind of cold... wet, almost sticking to her fur. She was grateful for the fur that she was born with, though couldn't deny that not even her natural coating would be enough to not shiver. She glanced back to see that the duo had indeed fallen asleep, their slight snores had Tahoma yawning while she drifted into a slumber of her own. She wasn't asleep for long before the tired monster felt her body get carried, a blanket neatly being tucked around her body to regain the lost warmth from the window. Tahoma didn't lie when she claims that her luggage to dreamland was light, though she always woke up so tired that there was nothing that could get a rise out of her, normally. She hardly noticed the weight shift when Papyrus laid back down, placing the dozed Frisk back in her spot while they knocked out.
"Hey Tori, how's the day been?" Sans stretched out on their love seat, Toriel had been enjoying her Adventure Tales novel when he arrived home from work that evening. He seemed calm, almost at a total peace... today was a very relaxed day at work. She turned to the next page, so intent on finishing her next chapter that she almost didn't notice her skeletal friend talking with her. She looked him in the eyes while she responded, she always made sure that the person she conversed with had her attention.
"Oh the day has been very nice~ The children were so excited today, and they gave me many letters exploring their adventures with the holiday. It was such a delight reading them, oh I must remember to place them in my album. Though I cannot lie that I am slightly worried... Frisk and Papyrus went camping for her last week on break, I wish they had told me sooner. I could have packed them a few pies to share with their friends." She placed her large, white paw on her maw while she shared this news. Sans could feel his eye begin to glow, but took control so that it didn't. He received a message from Papyrus about the whole thing... how he wanted to escort them on their trip. Yet, something seemed incredibly off about the subject... it came about so suddenly. Toriel handed him the letters from earlier... the one from Frisk and the sticky note that Papyrus also left behind.
'Dear Toriel and Sans,
So I completely forgot about a camping trip that my friends have been planning. They wanted some fresh air away from the city before we gotta go back to school, and I didn't remember until they reminded me this morning. I figured you guys were at work, so I decided to leave this note instead... don't worry about us, mom! We're gonna be at a camping site, so we'll do just fine! We won't have much of a reception though, so i'll try to call you whenever I can! I'll be home soon.
Love, Frisk.'
'Dear Sans,
I have decided that I, the Great Papyrus, shall escort Frisk and her group for their camping trip. I've packed all of my provisional camping things, and I will make absolutely sure she comes home safe and sound.
Signed, Cool Dude.'
"I am at least relieved that Papyrus took the initiative to watch after Frisk for us. You know, he really has grown up since we've arrived at the surface. Why, just the other day he mentioned looking for a place to work! Is that not wonderful?" Sans put aside his suspicions for the time being, not wanting to worry her guardian. He shook his head in agreement, leaning even further into the white furniture peace to help relax. He knew that Papyrus was more than capable of handling himself now... though in a way, he had a bad feeling in the back of his gut that something was amiss. He shrugged his shoulders.
"Heh, I guess it is. I hope he's not gone too long... he'll leave me feeling BONEly." Their chuckles filled the air with a sense of happiness, his jokes NEVER got old for either one of them. Just then they heard the click of their door, the smaller monster walking inside. He climbed up on their side table, sitting on the edge while facing Sans. His facial expression didn't read good news, his golden eyes almost seemed flared up with rage.
"Well well, doesn't that look like the face of a happy camper?" His wink had Toriel giggling again, though Dave's abrupt snarl of discontent disrupted the joyful mood.
"Yeah yeah, i'll pretend to get the reference. Yah REALLY wanna know why i'm here? 'Cause Tahoma didn't show up for work this mornin'... I had Cindy at my doorstep while I was showering. My kid reaaaaally dodged a bullet there, she had the gall to just walk straight in and knock on the bathroom door. Like damn, she got comfortable there fast. Ahem, anyway, I got no idea where she's at. Y'all seen her around?" Both looked at each other, searching for an answer among-st their facial features. They shook their heads for a no.
"Oh our apologies... we could try texting Papyrus to ask if he has seen her, or has knowledge of where she is. He and Frisk have decided to go camping, so I hope that they will able to answer soon. I'll get started on that." Toriel had begun texting on her phone while they two males shared a similar look. Tahoma's dissapearance only reaffirmed San's suspicion that a plot had boiled while he wasn't paying attention. Both he and Dave shared a stare of understanding, not needing words to confirm their theory... that Tahoma had run off with Frisk and Papyrus. The camping trip was completely out of the blue, and that didn't sit well with either gentleman. Dave scratched the back of his neck, adjusting his eye-patch while he strolled towards there door.
"Thanks doll... normally I wouldn't care THAT much. But, y'know how Tahoma is. If she isn't mouthing off about what she's doing or what someone else is up to, then she's sleeping. She'll probably come home when she's done with whatever she's doing, so I wouldn't worry much about it. Have a good one." The closing of his door wasn't the only sound that rung through San's ear drums. Not a moment later his phone alerted him with a call, sighing while he stood up to leave for his room. He knew it was Asgore... the project began a week ago, and he had yet to receive any reports of it's success. He pitied the poor King in a way... even if Sans didn't feel so, the King treated all of the monsters like family. Many have turned sour... spoiled, since their leave from their confinement. The fact that so many have caused problems for others had to be tough to watch, let alone deal with. He turned on the projector to meet the tired soul face to face, dark rings began to form under his eyes. Sans could sympathize, his finger could feel a similar result from the lack of sleep. Asgore stifled a yawn before lifted a partchment, the reports brought in from their affiliates.
"Why good afternoon, Sans. How are you on this fine day?" Asgore was always the one for small talk... he never got directly to the point without a bit of conversing first. Sans was much more patient with his King, however; he honestly didn't mind small-talk. He merely shrugged, sitting back on his computer chair and placing his feet atop his footrest.
"Not bad. Daylights an enjoyable thing... kinda hard to have a bad day if the sun's bright as me, heh. So... how are the reports lookin?" His chuckle was music to his skull, it had been a long time since he'd heard the modest laugh of his old friend. The large goat-monster wore his traditional robes today, a rare sight that shared his morning story... he had a meeting with more human and monster ambassadors. The king took his role as seriously as he needed to, consistently checking on the state of the world to make sure everyone was content, to assure that his fellow monsters were happy. He cleared his throat before taking his queue.
"Ha Ha hmm. Oh good, I am glad to hear that. As for the report, we are seeing much more success than failure. Though it is an expensive feat thus far, the Tsunderplanes have been ever more than courteous for their services. So far we've seen many monsters take the deal, several humans have as well. We will not have many findings until the end of this month, when their vacation is over. I am confident that their trips will shed more light on this world, for both humans and monsters. I have several more meetings to attend to, so I wish you well. I hope you have a grand day, Sans. Tell the family that I had said hello." His small and wave was gracious as it was gentle, ending the call with a good note. San's permanent grin widened at the thought of his plan succeeding... what's the best cure for feeling down, than a small vacation? So far the program hasn't served as many monsters as expected... but that's soon to chance once they see results. He decided to nap off his thoughts, though not before his phone's text tone went off. He checked to see that it was Dave.
'Alright, here's the deal. I'm giving them that week to get their asses back here. Knowing how you are, you're already planning to leave after work tomorrow. As a favor, don't. If it's what i'm thinkin', us meddlin ain't gonna do any good right now. Chill out until next week... and then that's when we'll go after 'em. In the meantime, you better get yo ass in gear with that woman... you don't wanna miss out on the chance for a good night, eh?' Sans sighed as he read the text, though chuckled while he sent his response. He shut off his phone after it was sent, lest he get swept up in an unwanted conversation.
'Heh, I guess we'll do it your way. After all, I know how SHORT-tempered you can be. Heheheheh.'
Author's Note: So this chapter ended up shorter than I wished, but I figured that this would be a good place to stop. I feel as if i'm not 'beefing' up my story, and that my vocab could use some work. I'll try to work on making the story more interesting, word-wise.