Helllooooooooooo! My name's Meowwstache and I'm making another chapter! YAY! I have an idea, I thought that I should make a Undertale Q&A so… Stay active for that,that's all I have to say.
Wow. My life is boring.
Le previously: Frisk hugged Toriel-B. It pained Frisk to hear those words again. "Goodbye, my child" Frisk sniffled as she heard that one word.
"Child."
Frisk slowly walked out of the Ruins, taking one more look behind her shoulder. She regretted doing that, as she found Toriel-B, her back faced to her face, sobbing on her knees.
She took pity, but if she wanted her true happy ending, she would have, no, must. Frisk thought. She must do this, no matter what.
She looked forward, walking straight. "F-Frisk?" Flowey stuttered. Frisk looked at Flowey, and nodded for him to continue. "Now tha-that we don't have T-Toriel, what do we d-do now?"
Frisk looked at her boots, determined to move on. "We move on, we must." She continued walking, and Flowey stayed quiet.
That is until, she heard a twig break behind her. This moment… The moment where I-I meet Sans. Frisk slowly turned around, expecting to see a short skeleton, in track shorts, a white t-shirt, a blue jacket, and pink slippers. But instead, she found a short skeleton, in black and yellow track shorts, in a red sweater, fluffy black jacket and red slippers.
She was shocked at this, she didn't know who this skeleton was, maybe,was different. Along with the others.
"Heya. Human, do you not know how to greet a stranger? Shake my hand" Sans-B said. Well, Sans-in-red said. Frisk took his hand, and the moment she put pressure on his skeletal hand, 'PFFTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT' a sound erupted from his hand. "Heh. The ol' whoopee cushion in the hand trick"
Frisk covered her mouth when she giggled. "Heh. So you're a human? That's hilarious. But I don't really care. My brother, Pap-.. My boss, Papyrus, is a human-hunting fanatic. There he is up ahead. Just go through this thing, and go behind that conveniently shaped lamp."
Frisk did as what was told to do. She listened to the different chat of Sans-in-red and Papyrus' chat. Papyrus' voice was different, he wasn't even wearing his battle body. Sans-in-red didn't call Papyrus 'Paps', 'bro' or 'Papyrus' anymore. He just called him 'boss' instead. And it looked like Sans-in-red was a bit terrified of him.
After that, Papyrus just stomped off, muttering inaudible things. "You can come out now, human" Sans-in-red looked at the lamp. Frisk stepped out from behind the lamp and smiled. "Wow, that was one kind of a conversation"
"Heh, yeah, those are our everyday conversations" Sans-in-red smirked. "What's your name?" Frisk asked, obviously knowing his name, but since everything reset, she had to pretend.
"Sans. Sans the Skeleton" "Frisk. Just Frisk"
"Ok, Just Frisk, I'll see ya up ahe—FRISK!" Sans shouted as Frisk fell on the snowy ground. Sans shook her, "Frisk, Frisk, wake up. WAKE UP GODDAMN IT" Sans growled.
Meanwhile… Frisk woke up in the same, black void. Empty. Lonely. Black. She just sat there, silent, she didn't know what was to come, but she waited. She didn't move a muscle, she didn't open her mouth.
She sat there for hours, not knowing what to do. That is, until a blinding light shone on her. She blocked the light with her arms, closing her eyes as hard as she could. She woke up, immediately and she sat up. She looked around her, there they were.
Sans and Papyrus
They were there. Worried expression glued to their faces. "ARE YOU OK FRISK? YOU BLACKED OUT FOR 30 MINUTES. LET'S GET YOU TO BED!" Papyrus carried her bridal-style to her bedroom. "Heya kiddo, I'll talk with ya later" Sans walked behind Papyrus.
"W-What happened?" Frisk asked, still confused as hell. "You blacked out for a good 30 minutes and muttered inaudible things" Sans laughed.
"YOU REALLY MUST BE SICK FRISK! YOU KEEP ON FAINTING HERE AND THERE. PLEASE GET SOME REST" Papyrus gently laid Frisk on her bed. "I'll take care of Frisk, don't worry bro, I'll take care of her. Meanwhile, can you call Toriel and the others? She's gotta hear this"
Sans gently patted Frisk's head as Papyrus left the room. "So kiddo, what happened?" Frisk looked away and averted eye contact. It must just be a dream.. Just a dream… Frisk thought, repeating the last three words in her head.
"N-Nothing… It's just.. Nothing"
So I'm ending it here. I know it's really short, like only 700+ words =(
I'll try my best on the next chapter. I'm really running short of time so I hope you understand. Byeeeee
