A curious human called Frisk

by Kaiisa

Set after a true pacifist run, this story shows some of Frisk's everyday experiences with her cool and…flamboyant friends. Mostly based in funny and cute situations on the surface, but with an upcoming plot concerning the resets, a punny skeleton and a little human with a stripped sweater. (Fem Frisk)*(T Just in case)

11. Let's try to calm down…

*I don't own Undertale or any of its characters; they all belong toToby Fox, please support the original release*

Chapter 11: Let's try to calm down…

Sans felt his magic running wildly through his whole body. The evil laughter hadn't stopped. It still resonated inside his mind, as mocking and cynical as he remembered… he remembered it. It echoed so strongly that he couldn't think about anything else. His rage towards that voice was overpowering, he could felt its cruelty, the devastating need of revenge, its mercilessness…His vision was completely blurred and he could only see flashes of silver, gold, blue…and crimson.

The skeleton struggled in the confusion, desperately trying to figure out what was happening, desperately trying to find the source of the laughter, and make it stop. Forever. He felt the blazing light-blue fire of his left eye burning with fury as tendrils of magic wriggled through his hands. The blue around him intensified and the crimson and silver decreased. Sans let his magic grow even stronger till he could only see bluish blurs around him… but then a single and sudden silver gleam appeared of nowhere, just a few inches away from his chest…

"SANS!"

That unforeseen, ragged and terrified scream rumbled over the clearing. The skeleton's vision became clear again. He was standing in the middle of the forest, no crimson, golden or silver flashes to be seen. The only atypical color that stood out was the bright blue of his magic. Sans looked around confused till he finally noticed with horror that his left hand was raised towards the sky, and his eye was still blazing with magic.

Frisk was suspended in the air, floating a long distance away from the floor. The burgundy tint had disappeared from her soul, which was now blazing electric blue in front of her chest. By the girl's expression she was as utterly confused as he was. She was looking straightforward, with her right arm outstretched in front of her. Everything happened too fast… Frisk slowly looked down, realizing her position. The color drained from her face. Sans realized where she was exactly at the same time, and abruptly stopped his magic. The girl's soul recovered its bright red distinctive colour and, without anything to support her, she started to fall…

"Saaaaaaaaaaans!"- Frisk quivering cry of help made the skeleton came back to his senses.

"frisk!"- Acting on pure instinct he launched himself forward, catching the tiny human just in time.

"Sans!"- She whined.

Frisk desperately squirmed in his hold till she managed to have a complete view of him. She locked her eyes on his chest. Her expression was filled with crushing grief and fear. After a couple of seconds the girl let out a relieved sob, and shut her eyes closed. The skeleton felt her completely tense muscles relax. Frisk's face was so pale that if Sans hadn't seen that she was panting he would have panicked. The tiny human lied inert in his arms, with the only exception of her right hand, which was tightly clutching the cloth of her sweater over her chest.

At first Sans thought that her grasp lied over her heart, but he suddenly understood that she was gripping the place where her soul had been a few seconds ago. The girl was shaking uncontrollably, her heart pounding in her chest so fiercely that Sans started to dread she could get hurt. All his insecurities, misgivings, doubts, worries and the possible baleful meaning of what had just happened suddenly vanished. Every thought of distrust or confusion, every feeling of concern about himself …everything was replaced with anguished fear. The petrifying fear that something could happen to Frisk.

"frisk! frisk! are you ok? kiddo' look at me!"

A mere hint of movement, the girl's eyelids twitched, but she refused to open her eyes.

"frisk please! don't do this to me…please i need you to open your eyes…"- The skeleton unconsciously tightened his hold of the tiny human.

The desperate and sorrowful tone of her friend's voice quickly broke the girl's resistance and she slowly half-opened her eyes. They were covered with a thick layer of tears. Frisk's sweet honey eyes were now filled with something that Sans would have never expected to see in her eyes… despair. They stared at each other for a moment, unable to speak. The girl's heart-rate and breathing was still worryingly accelerated.

"kiddo', i may not know much about humans… but it's obvious that you have to calm down…"

But the girl didn't seem to be listening to him. Sans could still feel that she was shaking uncontrollably. He had to do something…and quickly. A sudden idea popped in his mind, could something as simple as that work in this situation? He didn't even know if what he heard was true. He desperately hoped that it was.

"hey, listen to me... "- Frisk sobbed lightly, but she kept her eyes fixed on his- "let's…let's try to take deep breaths, ok? here, let's do it together…"

Sans inhaled deeply and waited for the girl to do the same. Frisk quickly realized that, unlike humans, the skeleton could hold his breath as long as he wished. That meant that she couldn't hope that he would grow tired and just desist. The girl slowly closed her eyes, swallowing with difficulty. Sans was starting to think that she would refuse to open her eyes again, but then he felt how she inhaled shakily.

"that's it…"

The skeleton slowly exhaled. Frisk tried to imitate him, but her shaking and hiccupping made her breath shallow and trembling. Sans inhaled again, encouraging the girl to try again. Frisk slowly half-opened her eyes as she intended to cope with him with another shuddering breath.

"another one…"

The skeleton kept prompting her to breathe deeply, he was very patient. At first he had thought that it would be useless, that she wouldn't listen to him or that it wouldn't help her to calm down… but after some time and many deep breaths more the girl did actually seem to be regaining her composure. Her breathing became more rhythmical, finally allowing her to keep up with Sans'. Her friend held back a sigh of relief when he noticed that her heartbeats were slowly getting back to normal too.

"thank god…a guy in a shop told me about the breathing thingy. but i thought he had said that stupid nonsense about humans to mess up with me, that he had just taken me for a fool and wanted to make fun of me…"

Sans raised his head with surprise when Frisk emitted a soft sound, a mix between a sob and a giggle. A silent tear was slowly rolling down her cheek, but a hint of an amused smile crossed her features. The skeleton felt his own smile widening when he saw that a bit of the brightness that characterized her gaze had returned.

"it's true! every time i tell you something new i think i've learnt about humans you howl with laughter and tell me it's all nonsense! i don't know if humans make up those things and then tell them to monsters because that makes them feel cool or what. now i had to think of something to calm you down quickly, and that guy's words were the first nonsense that came to my mind!"

"you're lucky that he didn't tell me another stupid lie that could have put us in deep water. like i dunno' "the only way of helping a human to calm down is turning them upside down and spin them around"-Frisk giggled a bit more- "and you say that i am the one whose functioning is weird! you humans are the strange ones. you are breathing all the time, you have to do so. then why don't you breathe deeply all the time and stay calm forever?"- The girl's giggles ascended to a quiet and soft laughter.

"i thought you were doing what i was telling you just because you thought i knew what i was supposed to be doing… or that you pitied telling me that another human had pranked on me again. like that time those girl scouts told me their cookies were made with magic. after i had bought like three dozens of them they said that the cookies were made with the magic of love. i didn't know if it was a really cute metaphor or if i had to run for my life"

Frisk now laughed heartily, her eyes sparkling with amusement. Although her voice still sounded weak most of the color had returned to her face. She wasn't shaking anymore and her expression had softened.

"Made with love…"- The girl chuckled with hilarity- "I would have loved to see your expression when those little girls said the words: "the magic of love". It must have been priceless!"

"ha ha, yeah. that's what you say. it's not my fault that humans never care to specify if they are referring to love or to LOVE"

"I've already told you that most of the humans don't know about the acronyms! Some of just learnt about them now that you came to the surface, when they say love it's love!"

Sans frowned lightly as he always did when they talked about that topic. Frisk couldn't blame him. After hearing what the acronym of LOVE meant she always needed to hear that word in its context as not to panic. How could that little, four lettered word mean two totally opposite things and feelings that were so different and powerful?

"Well, at least the cookies tasted good, didn't they?"- Sans' frown disappeared when he looked back at her.

"uhh…"

"Sans?"

"…"

"Did you at least try them?"- Her voice was tainted with a badly dissembled laughter.

"…let's say that i just didn't want to take the risk"

"Oh my, Sans!"

The girl's leaping and sweet laughter made him feel warm again. A gripping cold had taken over him when Frisk had stumbled in his arms. It seemed that at least she had calmed down. They laughed together; their guffaws tainted with a secret and huge relief. They kept shaking with laughter for a few moments till their chuckles slowly died out. The couple stared at each other in silence, a bit of the previous sorrow and worries returning to their gazes.

"It's… getting really late, don't you think?"- Sans followed Frisk's gaze and looked up at the sky. It was indeed late.

"yeah… i suppose we should be heading back"- The skeleton helped the girl in his arms to stand up. The tiny human held to him to support herself, but Sans noticed that her grip was extremely weak- "kiddo, can you stand up?"

Frisk was putting her very effort in standing up. The color of her face was starting to drift away again. She struggled to give one step forward but her legs gave out. She would have fallen to the ground again if Sans hadn't caught her.

"I…can't"- She looked up helplessly, tears starting to glitter in her eye once more.

"hey, don't panic. i'm still here, remember? i've already told you that if you fall i would catch you, don't you trust me?"- The girl suppressed a sob by hiding her face in his shoulder- "frisk… ya' know that i hate making promises, but if there's something i will promise to you… is that i'm not going to let you fall, ok?"

The teen hugged Sans' arm with all her might. She didn't trust her voice; she knew that if she tried to say something she was going to burst to tears. The skeleton gently rested his chin at the top of her head, understanding her silence. A tiny and warm touch on his chest made him look down. Frisk had raised one of her little hands and was now slowly tracing invisible lines over his ribcage. Her sweet touch against his white and comfy turtleneck tickled slightly. Sans squinted, trying to make out what she was intending to do. The skeleton laughed warmly when he finally understood what she was trying to say. Those imaginary traces formed a single word: "Aaaawww"

"i should have been expecting that"- He hugged her with endearment, chuckling slightly and shuffling her hair slightly. The girl's giggles were muffled by her friend's light- blue jacket.

"ok, ok we should start to get moving or your mother 'll start to get worried"

"B-but…"- Frisk slowly raised her head, confused -"I-I can't walk…"

"really? i didn't notice!"

"Sans! This is serious!"- The teen puffed her cheeks lightly, but couldn't hide the hint of an amused smile.

"yeah, yeah i know. hmm…let me think"- The skeleton snapped his fingers- " why don't you climb on my back? i'll carry you"

"Are you sure?"

"of course i am! i suppose i can handle it"

"Excuse me?" "- Frisk drew back slightly, without letting his arm go, and giving him a questioning look- "Are you calling me fat?"

The skeleton burst laughing when he saw how insulted she looked. The teen was certainly starting to feel better.

"you know that's not true! c'mon stop looking at me like that and come here"

Sans kneeled down on the ground, making it easier for the tiny human to climb on his back. A few seconds passed till she put her resent aside and obeyed. The skeleton stood up and gently secured Frisk on his back before starting to walk.

" i don't get how you can barely think that you are fat, you are nearly weightless! i suppose it makes sense, if you consider how tiny you are…"

"Ooooh! Mr. Tall skeleton has spoken!"

"kiddo', you know what i'm referring to"- He said chuckling.

"Sure! First you call me fat and then, in an attempt to mend the things you call me short. You're a master at complimenting people!"- The skeleton's frame shook with laughter again.

"you're surely are getting back to normal, huh? you're resuming one of your favorites hobbies: teasing me"

"Hey! You're the one whose hobby is teasing me!"

"really? what makes you think that?"

"You can't be serious! You're always picking on me! It's like you enjoy seeing me throwing tantrums! And the fact that I just can't get angry with you makes it worse! I can't keep a straight face for more than a few seconds! You always laugh when you manage to tease me…! - The sound of a suppressed giggle reached her ears- "And you are doing it now!"-Sans laughed openly at her words- "I-can't-believe-I-fall-every-time!"- The girl accompanied each word with a soft and frustrated bump with her tiny hand. It felt like she was patting Sans back instead of punching him.

"chill out, frisk"- He said still chuckling- "that's why i love pranking on you, if you didn't fell every time then it wouldn't be the same! that innocence of yours is what makes you different from the others, special"- The girl stayed silent, thinking about what the skeleton had just said. She hugged him a bit tighter and rested her chin on his shoulder.

"…And now you call me a weirdo"- Frisk's voice was now filled with sarcasm and teasing amusement. They both laughed this time.

"now, now, getting back to the point. seriously you're not fat at all. kiddo' , look at you! you're so tiny i think you don't even have space for your possible fatness!"

"Ok, maybe I'm not fat, but the fact that I'm short doesn't mean anything! Being tiny isn't equal for being thin! You can be fat and tiny at the same time!"- Sans abruptly stopped walking.

"are you the one calling me fat?"

"Wh…?! No! No, no, I wasn't intending to say that!"

"oh, really? you don't sound very convinced"

"That's not true!"

"would you call me thin, then?"- Frisk was taking his time to answer- "you're considering it!"- Sans accused her.

"N-no!"

"don't try to fix it now! we both know that you're terrible at lying and i'll find out all the same!"

"I am not lying!"

"yeah, but you haven't answered my question yet"- The girl stirred uncomfortably at his back- "i'm waaaaitiiiing"- Sans said in a sing-song voice as he flexed his legs a few times, making Frisk bounce slightly on his back.

"I… I wouldn't describe you as fat… I prefer the word chubby"

"chubby?!" - The skeleton turned to look at the girl on his back- "and what is that supposed to mean?"

"Don't look at me like that!"- The teen's cheeks flushed red.

"you're calling me fat!"

"No, I'm not! I'm calling you chubby, that's different!"

"sure…"- He looked straight-forward, ignoring her.

"Yes, it is! And there's nothing wrong about being chubby! That's what characterizes you!"- Sans frowned and resumed walking. Frisk patted his cheekbone repeatedly trying to make him turn around again.

" Sans! Listen to me! Just…I know! Think about Papyrus, he is tall and slim, right? That characterizes his frame! Undyne on the other side is extremely fit! Asgore is huge and fluffly; Alphys is short and kind of chubby, like you; Mettaton's legs are breath-taking; that's how they are and there's no reason for them to feel bad about that! Because they are absolutely beautiful the way they are! And the same applies to you!" - Sans remained silent.

"Saaaaaaaaans! Don't give me the cold shoulder!"- Frisk whined, clenching his jacket- "You're perfect the way you are! Everyone loves you! And your chubbiness is what makes you so adorable! You're my round, chubby, funny, fluffy, cute and utterly adorable skeleton friend!" - She hugged him even tighter- "I like you exactly the way you are and-and there's no one nor anything that can make me change my mind about that!"- Frisk's words were decided and filled with determination.

"i know"

"Don't change the subject! I'm trying to…wait what?"

"i said that i already know that there's nothing wrong with my chubbiness"- The girl stared at the back of his skull with a mix of confusion and bewilderment as he continued speaking- " you know that i don't care much about my appearance, that's why being fat or "chubby", as you prefer to say, isn't a problem for me. i have always been this "fluffy" and i'm perfectly fine with that"- He finally turned to look at the teen with a huge mischievous and amused smile- " i sensed that you were going to give me one of your motivational and emotional talks and i just didn't want to interrupt you"

"Wh-what?! Are you serious?!"

"yeah! and needless to say… "- He gave the teen one of his most cheeky smiles-"i found out that i'm absolutely beautiful, funny, fluffy, cute and utterly adorable…"

Frisk opened her mouth in a desperate attempt to say something, but her cheeks flushed a vigorous red and, despite all her efforts, she couldn't formulate a single word. The only thing she could do was stare at his friend's sarcastic yet amused widening smile as her blushing intensified.

"cat got your tongue, kiddo'? you look like a little blushing fish out of water"

Sans chuckled when Frisk puffed her cheeks. Although her blushing was even more intense than before she managed to give the skeleton one of his most defiant looks before burying her face between his shoulder blades. She took deep breath and let out a loud grumbling scream. Although it was muffled by her friend's jacket it still sounded pretty loud. Sans felt his ribcage vibrating as the girl's howl reverberated in his chest. The skeleton felt surprised of how long she could endure that kind of scream, she surely had very healthy and strong lungs. A few seconds had passed till all the air got out of the human's ribcage and her howling finally stopped.

"have you finished?"- Sans asked casually.

"Mh-hm"- Frisk hummed nodding lightly against the skeleton's jacket without bothering to lift her head again.

" i didn't know you could get that loud… nice lungs"

"Thank you"- Her voice, although it was still muffled, didn't seem to have been affected by her previous screaming.

"so… what exactly were you supposed to be doing with that?"

"Expressing myself"

"cool"

"Yeah, it's a good way to let everything out"

"but… if you let everything out then why don't you look up now, kiddo'?"

"I'm still waiting for my blush to fade away"

"you're still blushing back there?"- Sans turned to look at her, but he couldn't see her face.

" Nooo…"- She murmured. The couple stayed silent for a moment before starting to laugh.

The skeleton kept walking, somehow he knew the way back to New Snowdin and, as Frisk had said, his feet seemed to be guiding him. The teen had finally managed to make her blushing disappear and was resting her chin peacefully on his shoulder. The monster looked at her sideways from time to time. Although everything looked like nothing had happened, he knew that it had. And the girl had to know it too.

What happened at the clearing… why had he lost the control of his magic and made her levitate out of a sudden? Was that what had scared her so much? But if he had attacked her like that for no reason she would have said something, right? Why didn't she mention the incident to him? Why didn't she ask why he acted in that way, or what had been all that about, as it should have been expected? When he recovered his consciousness Sans remembered that the girl looked as confused as him, but she didn't make any questions. Could she know something he didn't? Or was she wondering about the same questions that were now troubling his mind? Maybe she didn't dare to ask. After all…neither did him.

"Sans…"

Her tone of voice made him stop walking. She had sounded absolutely serious, a hint of hesitation making his name sound strange. The name Frisk always pronounced with such sweet endearment…

"what is it kiddo'?"- He noticed that his voice had had a similar tone to hers.

The girl turned to look at him, a bit of surprise tainted her features. For a fist time in a long while he couldn't make out what she was feeling. By her expression she looked worried about something…scared. Sans stared deeply into her eyes, trying to understand… but the only thing he could see was a baffling mixture of emotions. Suddenly a spark of determination flashed in her eyes and Frisk finally opened her mouth to say something, but before a single word could leave her lips…the gleam of determination vanished.

"I… I wanted to say I think I may be able to walk on my own now"- The girl's gaze got locked on the ground, avoiding to look at her friend's eye-sockets. But that wasn't enough to prevent Sans from noticing that wasn't what she was intending to ask in the first place.

"are you sure?"- His question had a double meaning and Frisk appeared to have noticed. She hesitated again, but the previous hint of determination was gone.

"Yes"- By her quiet and gloomy tone of voice it seemed like she had lost in an important inner battle- "At least I would like to try"

Sans glanced at the girl that was still looking straight-forward. It was the first time that he had seen her so absent, she was absolutely focused in her musings. Frisk felt a lump in her throat. She knew that if someone did deserve to know the truth, it was Sans. She wanted to tell him… she had to, but at the same time…she felt couldn't. She should have expected that something like that would happen when she showed him her soul. If she told him…What would he think? What would he say? Would he understand her? After all, it had been her fault …Would he hate her? The mere idea made her flinch.

The skeleton slowly kneeled down, allowing her to climb down of his back. A few seconds passed till Frisk finally reacted and slowly put her feet on the ground. Sans straightened up and turned to look at the teen. She gently let her grip of his jacket go. The tiny human managed to keep her stand without any help. She took a deep breath and gave a little step forward and then another one. Although she had recovered much of his usual strength her legs were still clumsy and, at the third step, she let out a little cry and squeezed Sans' arm not to fall.

"frisk…"

The tiny human tried to let go his arm but when she lost her stability again and had to hold to him even tighter.

"frisk, c'mon…"

"Noo"- She grumbled in a frustrated voice-" I want to do this…I…I have to"

The skeleton saw a sparkle of determination struggling to beam in her eyes and understood what she was referring to. Her determination had already vanished once, she couldn't stand letting it drift away again. Frisk was trying to recover her confidence, but her body wasn't cooperating with her.

"…you can do this kiddo'"- Sans slowly slid his hand around her waist, giving her more stability- "maybe you need a bit of help, but everybody needs it from time to time"- The teen looked up at him, her huge eyes filled with surprise, a subtle blush tainting her cheeks- "there's nothing wrong in needing help, that's something i learnt from you"- Frisk finally met his eyes again. A genuine smile curled her lips. She looked at her friend with the most deep and sweet endearment. Sans unconsciously mirrored her smile when he saw that her eyes had recovered their blazing determination.

"I-I..you…thank you"- The teen hugged the skeleton's arm with all her might.

" there, there"- Sans chuckled and hugged her back- " you've recovered some of your strength by now. at first you couldn't even stand up and now you can! it won't take long for you to be able to walk on your own again, i'm sure about it"

The girl's smile widened a little more, her expression was now as sweet as always. She gently embraced the skeleton's waist with her tiny arm. Sans gave her an encouraging grin and she tried to start walking again. With Sans' help her steps became more confident. She held to him tightly and the skeleton did the same. By the time they had reached the limits of the forest Frisk had regained most of her strength. She felt that she could have walked without Sans' help if she wanted, and the skeleton must have known that too. But he didn't attempted to take his arm away from her waist… neither did Frisk to persuade him to do so. They remained silent till they arrived at New Snowdin. Sans flinched when Frisk squealed out of a sudden and launched herself to the ground.

"OH MY GOD! Isn't he absolutely beautiful?"- She turned to look at his still startled monster friend as she petted a little dog enthusiastically.

"frisk…for god's sake… this is the third time this week!" – Sans sighed, calming himself down- "how many times do i have to tell you? i don't mind if you want to scream every time you see a cute dog, but at least say "dog!" or somethin'! you're gonna scare me to death one of these days!"

"Sooooorry"- She apologized smiling innocently at him- "But when I saw this little fluffy buddy I couldn't resist!"

Sans let out a defeated sigh, trying to have a coherent conversation with her when she was focusing in a puppy was useless. At least she had finally recovered all her strength. She had run towards the dog on her own and her voice sounded as cheerful as always.

"Aaaaawww look at your fluffy ears! And that little nose! Being that cute has to be illegal!"

Sans couldn't help to smile when he saw how much the girl loved dogs. He loved the fact that she didn't mind showing it openly. If she saw a dog she would pet it, talk to it and play with it without considering if someone could see her or think that she was missing a screw.

"That's it! I declare you guilty for being the most adorable dog I've ever seen!"

"you say that to every puppy that crosses your way…"- Frisk turned to look at him, offended and then turned her nose up.

"Don't mind him, he's just jealous" – The girl stated and kept petting the dog heartily.

"c'mon frisk"- He said chuckling- "we are already late" – But the girl was now completely focused on the dog.

" Your fur is so soft! And so white! And so fluffy! And…"

"frisk…"

"I could pet you foreveeer!"

"frisk"

"Oh my! Just look at those tiny paws! Can they be more adorable?"

The skeleton sighed and did the only thing he could. He walked to where the girl was and picked her up. He held her from behind, lifting her to prevent her feet to be able to touch the ground.

"Noooooooooooooo!" -She whined as she was carried away from the dog- "I will never forget youuu! Nor monster nor human will be able to pull us apart!"- The fluffy dog tilted its head at her- "I'll be baaaack!"

"kiddo', don't you think it's pretty late to be wailing like that?"- Sans asked amused meanwhile the tiny human wiggled her legs desperately trying to reach the floor that was just a couple of inches beneath her.

"It's never late to fight for a loved one!"- She outstretched one of her short arms towards the dog- "I won't give up! This skeleton won't be able to defeat me!"

"frisk, did you think of what could happen if someone, just perchance, saw us?"- The girl's struggling stopped as she considered it.

"Well, if I saw this situation out of context I would think that you're kidnapping me"

"exactly, and that could make us get in deep water, don't you think?"

"Yes, I'm aware of that"

" then, if you know the only thing i'm trying to do is getting you away from a dog so you can finally arrive to your home safe and sound. can't you stop screaming?"

"Mhhhh…nope! I don't think so. Oh little puppy, don't give up just yet! I won't betray you! I'll soon get free from this prison and…"

"haven't you though that your mum must be very worried by now?"- Frisk's decided and emotional speech was suddenly cut short.

"Oooohhh, crap"

"yeah, crap. that's what i thought"

"Oh look at the sky! It's very late! Mum must be so concerned! How could I have forgotten about it! "

"hey, don't worry. we'll arrive there quickly, but for that i need you not to get distracted with any dogs in our way, ok?"

"Ok, I'll do my best"

Sans looked at her for a brief moment realizing that was going to be the best answer he could get from her when it came to dogs. He gently put her back on the ground. The girl looked at the direction from where she had been carried away with wishful eyes. After letting out a sigh she turned her back completely at it and started walking next to Sans. They saw a few dogs in their way to Frisk's house and he had to admit that the girl had managed to behave very well. He had to stop her only three times from running towards a dog and she squealed only once.

"I think I'll have to be prepared for my mother's interrogatory. She must be waiting for me awake"- The girl sighed resigned.

"oh yeah, i have already forgotten about that. good luck convincing her that you don't have laser vision"

"Thank you, I think I'll need it"

They had finally reached the front door of the house and the teen started to rummage inside her purse trying to find her keychain. She finally found it and made it jingle lightly in her hand in a gesture of victory. She placed one of the keys in the door lock and turned it. The door got opened with a soft "click".

"well, see ya'later"

"See you…"- She watched as her friend turned around to leave- "Sans, wait!"- The skeleton stopped in his tracks, facing her again- "D-don't leave yet… I would like to say something to you…"

"what is it, kiddo'?"- He asked, slightly surprised.

"I…I had a really good time tonight… despite everything that happened. And that wouldn't have been possible without your help"- The girl was speaking from the heart, staring intently into his eye-sockets- "Since the very beginning of the night you started helping me, you picked me up when Nick forgot to do so, you lent me your jacket to keep myself warm, you danced with me although you didn't like the idea very much, you made me realize that Nick was a stupid and then stopped me before I could do something I would have regretted, you supported me and gave some great piece of advice, you managed to help me to calm down and then carried me because I couldn't walk on my own, and at the end you did also accompany me to my house because it was very late! Th-that's priceless for me… I… I have no words to describe what I feel about it…"- She lowered her gaze lightly.

"At first I couldn't understand why I had enjoyed this night so much, but then I realized…"- Frisk's cheeks blushed lightly when she gave Sans one of the most sweet and affectionate looks he had ever seen- "that it was because I spent most of the time with you…"- The girl stood on her tippy toes and gave him a soft kiss on the cheekbone- "Thank you…for everything, and good night"

"n-night"- Sans murmured as Frisk gifted him a last sweet smile of breath-taking beauty and closed the door behind her.

As soon as the door got closed completely the girl rested her back against it and hid her face behind her hands. She felt her cheeks burning madly. "Oh my God, why did I do that!?"- She thought screaming internally-"I had already decided that I was going to keep my tickling stomach to myself! Everything was going so well, why did I have to do something as silly as that?! Why do I always have to get so emotional?! He would have been happy with a simple "thank you"! But noooooo! I had to get carried away and give him that awkward kiss on the cheek! Ohhhh… what may he be thinking about me right now? I bet that just at the moment the door got closed he ran away! What was that kiss supposed to mean anyway?! And what is he going to think it meant?"- She let herself slide slowly to the floor.

"Good job Frisk, you managed to do exactly what you said you wouldn't, making things awkward…"- She lowered her gaze with frustration and suddenly noticed something on the floor beneath the door… a shadow. "Could it be…?"- Frisk slowly got to her knees and peeked through the door lock.

There, at the other side of the door, Sans was still standing exactly in the same place he had been before she had left. His gaze looked absent. The fingertips of his left hand were resting softly on his cheekbone, where the girl had kissed him. His face was tainted with a deep light-blue, but he didn't seem to have noticed. But what had caught Frisk's eyes completely was his smile… she had never seen him smile in that way before. Something in his expression felt familiar, but she couldn't make out what. She had seen that expression before, but where? The teen suddenly gasped and unconsciously drew her eye closer to the door lock in an attempt to have a better look. A sudden idea crossed her mind…Was that possible?

"He…he looks like me…"- She murmured under her breath.

The skeleton's expression made her remember of her own…when she thought about Sans, when she thought how important he was for her, when she felt her stomach tickle… that was the expression that always appeared on her features. She decided to look at him more carefully, but in that moment Sans finally turned around and started to walk away. The teen's eyes followed the skeleton's light-blue jacket till it got lost in the darkness of the night. Had she misunderstood his expression? Had it been just her imagination? The girl remained there, unable to put an order to her thoughts.

"Frisk, is that you?"- Toriel's voice made the tiny human react.

"Y-yes mum!"- She stumbled to stand up- "Are you in the kitchen?"

"Yes, I had been waiting for you"

The girl gulped and walked towards the only illuminated room of the house, where her mother was. When she arrived at the kitchen Toriel was sitting at the other side of the table, looking completely serious. But when she saw her little child all dirty at the doorway her seriousness was quickly replaced by concern. She immediately stood up and approached her.

"Oh, my child! Are you all right?"

"Huh?"- Frisk followed her mother's gaze and realized she was staring at her stained clothing.-"Yes, yes don't worry! Sans and I fought with snow, that's all"- She rushed to calm her down.

Toriel drew a hand to her chest and sighed in relief. She then looked back at Frisk and crossed her arms over chest, recovering her seriousness.

" Have you got any idea of how worried I was about you?"- The girl lowered her gaze, feeling guilty - "In the last hours I've heard loads of versions of what had happened at the party and, if you want me to be honest, I don't really know which of them I prefer! What I managed to make out considering all the versions is that you had an argument with that teenager called Nick, then you did… something, I don't dare to guess which of all the things I heard was, and finally you left the party with Sans."

"Can you explain me the situation? Or should I consider some of the versions I heard that included you blasting things with laser vision, burning Nick's face, floating over people and leaving the party with Sans in some kind of ship and sailing to the ocean and whoever knows what else?"

"I can explain!"- Frisk whined.

"Oh, you'd better can! Is that the way I taught you to behave, my child?"

"No, I know it isn't!"- Toriel's frown intensified – "But please, I need you to listen to me. I don't know how many crazy things you heard about what happened, but you'll have to put them aside. I'm going to tell you the truth, the whole truth. But for that, I need you to listen to me till the end. That way you'll understand better. Do you agree?"- Her mother stared at her intently, considering her child's words.

Toriel finally nodded and took a seat at the table, gesturing for Frisk to do the same. The girl sat in front of her mother and took a deep breath. It was a long story, but if someone deserved to know exactly what had happened, it was her mom. It was the least she could do for someone that only wanted the best for her.

It was obvious that she was going to get worried when her child appeared to have gotten in an argument that implied lasers, fire, inexplicable floating and a ship. Frisk started from the beginning, describing every single detail she could remember. Toriel's expression hardened as the girl explained what were the things Nick had said to make her feel so angry. By the time the girl had described half of teen's arguments Goat mom had already clenched her fists under the table, all her muscles had got tense and her frown had deepened greatly.

This didn't pass unnoticed by Frisk but she had promised that she was going to tell her all the truth, which meant that she couldn't sugar coat it very much… and the fact that she couldn't hide the anger that tainted her words when she remembered what had happened wasn't helping either.

Despite everything, Toriel had managed to hold back her anger. She always tried to remain calm. "If you want to teach someone how to behave, first you have to behave yourself" That was what she had always said when she taught children at school. She knew she was her children's role model and she had to give them a good example. And it looked like she was going to make it, that she was going to be able to keep her temper at bay, but then…

"… and then Nick said that he would love turning Sans into dust with his bare hands!"

"He said what?!"- Toriel unconsciously leaped out, standing up abruptly and smashing her fists on the table- "Where is that kid?! Someone has to teach that brat a good lesson!"- Tendrils of smoke started to curl up from her fists.

"Mom…"

"How can he say something as horrible as that?! And to Sans, who has a heart of gold! I can't believe I wasn't there! I would have made sure that he didn't leave the party without apologizing! And nothing of a feigned apology! A very sincere and regretful one!"

"Mum!"- The smoke that came from the monster's hands had ascended to bright sparkles of fire magic.

"How can you let your child behave like that!? Don't you notice that he goes around saying such mean things to others?! You may dislike someone, but that doesn't mean you have to say those atrocities! And all the curses! Just let me find him! I'll wash out that potty mouth of him with soap…!"

"MUM!"

The girl's shout finally made Toriel react and she realized that her hands were flaming. Frisk hurried to grab the pitcher of water that always rested on the table and emptied its contents directly on her Goat mum. The fire was certainly put down as it made a sizzling sound, leaving even more tendrils of smoke and a completely soaked Toriel. Mother and daughter stared at each other in bewilderment for a couple of seconds. The girl had seen her mum upset only a couple of times. The queen's temper was very similar to Frisk's. It was nearly impossible to upset her, but when she did got angry… you'd better stay away from her.

"Oh… Oh my… Sorry my child, I don't know what happened to me… "- Toriel sat down slowly- "I apologize, it wasn't my intention to react in that way… I-I shouldn't have let my anger to overtake me like that"

"Don't worry mum, there's no need to apologize. Everybody has an outburst from time to time, right?"- Frisk put down the empty pitcher and gently rested her tiny hands over her mother's wet and fluffy ones, giving her a meaningful smile. Toriel held her child's hands and nodded, finally understanding why Frisk had gotten that upset.

"Well… I guess that now you figured out why I slapped him and cursed him so much…"

"Yes, I suppose"- Toriel said letting out a sigh- "We both know that's not the better way to react when bad things happen but, as you may have noticed… sometimes things slip out of our hands. The important thing is noticing when that happens, and trying to learn from that. That doesn't mean you won't make other mistakes, though"- Goat mum smiled at her child with complicity- "Look at how old I am and I still need someone to throw a pitcher of water at me from time to time!"- Frisk giggled, smiling sweetly at her mum.

"Ok, but getting back to the topic"- Toriel expression recovered a bit of it seriousness-"What you did when he said all those naughty things was slapping him and cursing him?"

"Yes"

"Only that?"- The monster tilted her head to a side, slightly surprised.

"How can you say "only that"?! I slapped him very, very hard! And-and I did swear a lot!"

"Yes, I can imagine that. But you didn't burn anything? No laser vision?"

"No…you know I don't actually have laser vision…"

"Oh… so I suppose that means that no wrestling, fighting with mighty swords, sailing to the horizon or karate happened either?"- Frisk shook her head-"I just don't understand why people have to make up such silly things! I knew you wouldn't do something like that but they managed to make me worry!"- Toriel frowned deeply.

"They mentioned so many dangerous situations that I thought you may have got hurt! The only thing that helped me to calm down was knowing that Sans was with you…"- The monster blinked a few times, suddenly remembering something- "And speaking of Sans… I saw you two dancing with those beautifully romantic songs…"- Toriel said leaning slightly over the table and giving Frisk a knowing smile.

"Wh-!? D-don't give me that look! It-it isn't what you're thinking!"- The teen hurried to answer, her cheeks burning red.

"And who said I was thinking something?"- Her mother asked innocently, raising a questioning eyebrow.

"We both know you were! Y-you did the face!"

"Which face?"- Toriel gave her a mischievous smile.

"That face! Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about!"

"Ok, ok, I know perfectly well what you're talking about. But you know I have a reason to make this face…"

"That's not true! We- we just danced!"

"Oh, really? Then why are you blushing so much?"

"You know that I always blush f-for everything!"

"Yes, but this isn't just a simple blushing"

"What do you mean?"

"Well… you only blush like this when we speak about a certain skeleton…"

"I- I-…"-Frisk placed her hands over her deep blushing cheeks-"The light in this room makes my blushing look brighter that's all!"- Toriel couldn't hold back a chuckle as she fished the tiny human from her seat and hugged her warmly. Frisk struggled and grumbled lightly to free herself.

"Sweetie, there's no need to be ashamed when you're with me! You know you can tell me whatever you like and I'll keep the secret! And in this case there's need for you to tell me what you're feeling because I already know!"- Frisk's struggles stopped.

"…am I that obvious?"- She murmured, raising slightly her blushing face to look at her mother's.

"Of course not! But I am your mum! I have been watching you long and carefully enough to know what is happening inside that little heart of yours!"- Goat mum tickled her child gently, making her giggle- "The main reason why you reacted in that way towards Nick was because he was mistreating Sans. From all the people, I think he chose the worst possible option to mess up with"

"Yeah, I think you're right… I have never lost my temper like that before…"

"Don't worry about it sweetie, I'm sure that won't happen again"- Toriel said as she slowly put the girl back on the floor.

"I hope you're right"- Frisk sighed- "I can imagine myself dragging Sans away from that st- silly of Nick another time if it's necessary"

"Ohh, about that…"- Her mother bended slightly, to be at the girl's height- "Is that true that you two left the party holding hands?"

"H-How is it possible that they make out all that previous nonsense of laser vision but that is the only part of what happened that they got right?!"- Frisk's cheeks flushed red again.

"Aaaaaawww!"- Toriel squealed-"That's so sweet! I would have loved to see it!"

The tiny human couldn't help to smile. It made her remember of herself when her mother started talking about something she did together with Asgore.

"But wait…that means that you spent with him all this time…what were you two doing this late and at the outside?"- Toriel's motherly instincts reappeared, as caring as always.

"Don't worry mum! We just chatted and walked through the forest, nothing muc…"- Frisk hurried explanation got suddenly cut off when she remembered something -"Well… I wasn't the only one who spent a long time at the outside today…"- It was Toriel's turn to blush- "AHA! I got you this time! I saw you leaving the party with Dad before the argument started! What were you two doing alone, this late and at the outside?"

"It's not what you're thinking!"

"And who said I was thinking something?"

"Frisk!"

"Mum!"

"We just wanted to talk somewhere quieter, that's all"

"And then why are you blushing so much?"

"I'm not! We-we talked about adult things and I won't give you more details about it! We had to clarify some old issues…"- Frisk gave her a mischievous smile and rose a questioning eyebrow- "Oh come here!"- Toriel picked her up again, hugging her tightly as they both busted laughing- "It's time for you to go to bed!"

"Don't change the subject!"- Frisk argued while her mother carried her upstairs.

"Ok, would you prefer to tell me what you chatted so much about with Sans today then?"- The girl's cheeks became pink again. They had talked about many deep topics that day.

"You know… I've noticed that I am extremely tired. I think it's time for me to go to bed…"- Toriel chuckled openly at her child's words and softly tucked her in bed.

"Good night, "extremely tired lady""- Her mother whispered sarcastically after kissing her forehead.

"Good night, "clarify some old issues lady""

Frisk heard a soft giggle and her mother's footsteps fading away. What had happened at the entrance of the house and in the forest came to her mind again. The same questions and worries reappeared, making it difficult for her to think clearly. She decided to put all those confusing and scary thoughts away and tried to focus in only one thing. She closed her eyes and pictured Sans' expression in her mind, letting his beautiful and sincere smile to wash away all her worries. Frisk's lips curled in a sweet smile as she finally fell asleep, wishing to dream about her favorite skeleton.

Meanwhile in Alphys' lab…

"OH MY GOD, I CANNO'T FALL ASLEEP LIKE THIS! MY SHIPPING SENSES ARE TINGLING!"- Undyne exclaimed heartily, kicking away the bed sheets and standing up.

"Y-yes! Mines too!"- Alphys complained, sitting on the bed.

"What do you think those two did when they left the party?"

"I don't know!"

"Are you absolutely sure that they didn't came back to the party?"- Alphys nodded vigorously- "NGAH! And that means that they spent a lot of time together, AND ALONE! WE HAVE TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED!"

"B-but there's no way for us to know! The possibilities are endless!"

"That's true, that's true…"- Undyne acknowledged, walking up and down the room- "Maybe if we do some kind of a brainstorm… we can discard some of those possibilities and get to a conclusion!"

"That's a g-great idea! But how are you planning to d- discard some of them?"

"Well, for example: We know that they both love to go to Grillby's, but Grillby was at the party, which means that they couldn't have gone to his bar!"

"Yes, that's right! And I don't think they went to Sans' house either, I can swear I saw Frisk walking in the opposite direction before the door got closed behind them!"

"And what about Frisk's house? Could they have gone there?"

" Maybe… but that would have meant that they could encounter Toriel. If they had indeed wanted to be alone then they would have tried to find another place…"

"THE FOREST!"- Undyne shouted triumphantly, making Alphys jolt up a little- "I've seen Frisk going to walk through the forest many times! If she was the one who started walking then she might have been the one to choose their destination! They went there, I can feel it!"

"Yes, that's it! I can feel it too! Oooooow! How romantic!"- Alphys crossed her fingers as a gentle blush tainted her cheeks.

"What if they held hands all the time till they get there?"- Undyne wondered, excited.

"Maybe they talked about very personal things!"

"And if they started wrestling?"

"Why would they do that?"- Alphys stared confused at her shipping partner.

"Perhaps when they were talking about those personal things they had an argument…!"

"And-and one of them didn't want to listen…!"

"That's why the other one tried to make that other understand…!"

"B-but that didn't work and…"

"They started struggling and at the end…!"

"...THEY TRIPPED AND FELL OVER EACH OTHER!"- The couple squealed when they said the last sentence at the same time.

"You know what that means?"- Undyne asked, full of excitement and tugging Alphys under her arm.

"FANART DRAWING TIME!"- They screamed in unison.

The fish lady rushed towards the "shipping table", where they kept everything they needed to create their beautiful fanart masterpieces. Nearly every time they had a sleepover, like in that occasion, then ended up drawing at least one fanart each. And considering that they had sleepovers nearly every night that meant they did a lot of drawings.

"Ohhh, I wanted to draw this couple so badly!"- Undyne smiled with joy as she fiercely stabbed the paper with a pencil.

"Yees! They are so cute! I'm going to use my better pencils for this one!"

Alphys and Undyne were sitting at both sides of the table drawing and scribbling their papers with enthusiasm. They always did the same, when an idea they both liked got to their minds they drew what they had imagined without showing the other one what it was. When they had already sketched, painted and finished the last details they showed the result to each other, exactly at the same time.

"Ha-have you finished?"- Alphys asked, smiling brightly as she looked at her drawing.

"I'm almost there! Just a little more!"- Undyne grabbed the light-blue pencil she was holding so strongly that it nearly splintered-"READY!"

"Three..two…one…NOW!"- They both took their drawings and showed them to each other.

The results were always more or less the same, and this wasn't the exception. Undyne's drawing had very bright and vibrant colours, the line art was sharp and it showed how heartily it had been drawn. It had a realistic style and pictured a huge forest with the young couple that had stumbled on the ground. Alphys's cheeks blushed deeply as she analyzed it. In the drawing Frisk had fallen over Sans, they were lying at the foot of a huge tree. They were both slightly covered with snow and dirt. Everything seemed normal till then, right? Then why was Alphys blushing so much? Well, let's say that it was because of some little…details. A hand over here, another one over there, deep blushing, mischievous smiles… Undyne's drawings did always manage to make Alphys blush. Let's say they could even be considered as "Not suitable for all the public" by the most prudish ones.

Alphy's drawing, on the other hand, had lighter colours. She loved colouring with pastel shade pencils. The picture did also portray a forest as it background and the after-mentioned couple. Alphys style resembled the one of the animes she loved watching. The lineart was rounded and smooth, giving the scene an adorable outline. The scientist demonstrated an amazing talent at turning anything or everyone in an absolutely adorable or "chibi" version of themselves. And, in this case, the result of turning Sans and Frisk into chibis resulted in breath-taking and sweet cuteness.

The version she had imagined, unlike Undyne's one, was surprisingly accurate. In her drawing Sans appeared to have tripped with the root of a tree and felled over Frisk. They were both staring into each other's eyes with a mix of confusion and embarrassment. Their expressions were filled with surprise as they felt the other one's unexpected proximity. Alphys had applied exquisite details on their faces, especially on their blushing. Sans light-blue glowing cheekbones and Frisk's soft red blushing cheeks were so accurate that one may have thought that she had had a reference to look at. The innocence that could be seen in their eyes was heart-warming.

"Aaaahhh… the sweet fragrance of fanart at dawn"- Undyne took a deep breath and then sighed in delight- "Is there anything more gratifying?"

"Well…"- Alphys gave her a mischievous smile- "If you're thinking of what I'm thinking…"

The couple exchanged a last knowing and naughty glance before screeching in unison:

"ANIME MARATHON TIME!"

Aaand there goes another chapter! Ok, when I was writing this part of the story a sudden wondering popped in my mind…Are my beautiful readers the Undyne or Alphys kind of shippers or Fanart drawers? As you may have already noticed I would describe myself as an Alphys kind, you know, the more adorable it gets the more I would run in circles as I scream and melt in a pool of fluffiness. What about you? Just wondering (/ω＼)

This chapter was brought to you thanks to my dear grandma. If she hadn't lent me her computer this wouldn't have been possible :') Love u so much granny 3

Updating soon!