"So, your really allergic to sunflowers, including sunflower monsters?" Sans asked. He wasn't convinced. He wasn't even sure how he had reached his conclusion. "Why would a sunflower monster stalk you anyways?"
Frisk just shrugged. She didn't know that that was about either. Frisk wanted to ask what had happened herself, but her throat wasn't working because of stupid Flowey! It was annoying. Still, Frisk was glad that she still remembered Wingdings. "What happened?"
"Do you mean the reset?" Sans asked. When Frisk looked confused, Sans decided to elaborate. "The thing that sends you a little bit back in time?" When Frisk's expression cleared, Sans knew that he was on the right track. "Those happen sometimes. I think that this is the first time that someone else recognized what had happened. I was going to play off my question from before as a joke if you didn't understand, but it is nice for someone else to notice them. I'm not really sure where they come from, only that they affect different things and people differently. I seem to keep my memories, but I can't really tell you much about that, other than you leaving the house and having that incident in the bath that you can now not repeat. So, what happened right before you reset?"
"Papyrus left a lethal trap for me" Frisk signed, annoyed. "He didn't sign the note about it, but I recognized his font with the handwriting"
Sans rolled his eyes annoyed. "You mean to say that if the anomaly hadn't shown up, my bro could be a hero now and the monsters could have started breaking the barrier? Aw man, that's awful timing of it" Seeing Frisk's indignant expression, Sans backtracked a little. "And it does suck for you that you now remember being dusted, but it happened to me a few times, and I always reset like this. There is a good reason that monster-kind needs human souls, you know. I'm not asking you to do anything, but he isn't targeting you for no reason"
"Fame, Popularity" Frisk started to list, not being very inclined to speak favorably of Papyrus.
"Now you're being a little unfair. He isn't an adult yet, and some kids are just like that. Some adults are like that to, even though I like to think that I'm above it altogether" Sans justified.
"It's still…" Frisk realized that there wasn't a word for 'mean' in Wingdings, so she substituted with the symbol for 'average' and decided that Sans would be able to understand. He did, starting to double over with laughter at the pun.
"That was a good one kid, even though you probably didn't mean to" Sans chuckled a bit at the reminder of the joke. "Ok, I'll stop"
"I didn't ask you to" Frisk signed, irritated by the way he just went over her head.
"You didn't. You know, I think that you're the Frisk person to not complain at my jokes" Sans said, testing her. When she just smiled at his pun, Sans decided that she was being genuine. "Still, nothing wrong with you punning your way into better descriptions. That was how I learned my first puns, ant I'm still doing then to this day"
Frisk smiled at the joke, and Sans thought that he felt a bit odd. What was that fluttery feeling in his soul? Still, he had something to do. "Well, I think that you should be heading off again. Right now, Papyrus hasn't promised not to hurt you, so you'd better not keep him waiting" he was interrupted by Frisk's stomach growling. "So, I guess you've realized that resets reset how much you ate and what you did. Tell you what, ignore that cold spaghetti and I'll take you out for some real food at Grillby's later. Seeing Frisk give an irritated look his way, Sans realized that she really did like the spaghetti. "Come on, kid. The discussion about spaghetti was what got him mad at you to begin with, and the last to meals you've had were it! Surely you're getting tired of the flavor?"
"Not that much" Frisk argued.
"Still, don't you want to go out to dinner with me?" Sans asked, starting to flirt a little.
"I'm a kid" Frisk deadpanned.
"So, doesn't mean I can't"
"You're a kid" Frisk continued, finding the idea ridiculous.
"Mabey I was just waiting for the right person" Sans continued, barley believing what he was saying.
Frisk just looked at him. She then turned and left both him and the spaghetti. Sans watched her go, wondering what had come over him. Still, he decided that ignoring that spaghetti was a sign that she agreed to go out for lunch with him. Sans wondered whether he would be able to turn down that silly flirting. She was right, why was Sans doing that?
Frisk greeted the snowman this time, but refused to carry a piece of it around. "It might melt" Frisk said, leaving before they had time to debate. Frisk didn't want to get covered in a puddle. That seemed a bit to dangerous to Frisk, not only because she had passed out the first time, but also as she was worried that she would melt if she stayed with a wet backpack or wet clothes for as long as her trip would take. Luckily, the Snowman wasn't overly offended, nor did it attack her for the refusal. Truly, it didn't seem like it could do much at all.
Frisk just avoided the first dog this time. It didn't seem to mind, and it kept squinting as Frisk passed. Frisk supposed that it had felt her nervousness the last time she had approached it. Frisk was able to pass it easily, and all that happened was the dog muttering, "I didn't know one of Grillby's relatives were visiting". Frisk didn't respond, wondering who this Grillby was and whether he had anything to do with the restraint Sans was planning to take her to. Frisk managed to get by, and didn't encounter any more dogs.
It was a lot faster to reach Papyrus this time. The spaghetti really had distracted her for a long time the previous run. Frisk supposed that that was why the spaghetti had been considered a trap last time. Still, without the long wait, Papyrus's traps were all ready.
"Human" he called, and turned to look at her. "I have some puzzles for you to solve. I guess that you managed to avoid the trap along the way, a truly marvelous accomplishment. That or, you just don't like spaghetti. Tell me, which one is it?"
Frisk thought through her response this time. "I read the sign" she signed, "I want Ed it" that was the closest she could get to complimenting his food with only Wingdings.
"I'm not sure that I believe you, human" Papyrus said. "No one really likes my spaghetti, but plenty of people pretend that they do. I know that Undyne likes it because she was the one to teach me the recipe, but everyone else just pretends to like it. Anyways, back to the traps" he called.
Frisk remembered the 'X' and 'O' puzzle, so that was easy. "It looks like you've done this before, human, but that's impossible" Papyrus called. "so instead, I will compliment your puzzle abilities. The next puzzle is formed at random, so you really couldn't have solved it before"
Again, Frisk started a fight with the puzzle in order to see it all at once. Finding the new path, Frisk fallowed that leaving the fight. "You're really good at this" Papyrus commented. Frisk refrained from teasing him this time, moving on to the next puzzle instead. This one was a lot more difficult then the previous time. It took many attempts and a few escapes from the puzzle to figure it out. Papyrus was flattered by the effort that Frisk put into his work.