(Frisk reveals a few more things about her past. A few things that seem to get to Sans a little bit more than it should. Why is he acting so strongly to her words?)
(Characters belong to Toby Fox, story by me.)
Chapter 4
Session 2
As I entered the charming office, I noticed the absence of Sans brother, Papyrus. He might be out working with another patient or just didn't need to be in today. Whatever the reason it meant that Sans and I would be alone this session. I blushed at the idea and looked around the room as Sans moved ahead of me.
The room was a bit brighter this morning. The light of the sun glows through the window shades and Sans silhouette stood among the beams of light. For a moment he looked almost ethereal to me and my heart leaped a little in my chest. Then he turns, his glowing eyes seem to gaze deeply into my own for long moments, his gaze thoughtful. I could feel his mind a bit. A hurricane of emotions, but all of them to distorted to really get a full idea of what he was truly thinking or feeling. The fact that his emotions were in chaos, however, surprised me. When we first met his emotions were...
Thinking back on it...
They were a bit...guarded.
A slow smile suddenly plays on his face and he looks away from me and moves to his desk. As he opens a drawer he says, "Why don't ya sit over on the couch and relax a bit. We can pick up from where we left off in the last session if you like. I would like to hear more of what happened with you, your parents, and the orphanage." He pulls out a folder and retrieves a clipboard and pen. After getting everything he sits down in the recliner by the couch and waits for me patiently. His body still, his eyes focused. His overall feelings were slowly forced into stillness.
Why?
With a gulp, I walk over to the couch and lay down on it with a sigh. The couch was soft and I sank into it gently. Closing my eyes I let the stillness of the room flow through me. The air held scent of spices, the atmosphere was, 'clean', and the presence of Sans mind was calming. His own thoughts were still seemingly off, but he tried to keep them togeather as he waited for me to start.
I'm curious as to why he was so anxious. What was going on with him?
I then hear Sans say softly, "Remember, just take your time okay kid? One step at a time."
Breathing out I begin slowly, " I...I remember giant shadows standing over me. Two of them...but...I...I didn't feel any fear. Instead, I felt a sudden sense of...being found. It was the most intense sensation I could remember at the time."
"Being found?" He asks quietly.
"Yes," I said. "Like I had been waiting there the entire time just for them. The sudden sense of relief was immediate. I found myself throwing my body at them. Cring. The force of my sobs were so great that I could barely stand it. To this day I still don't understand the reason for the feeling or their reason for choosing me, nor do I care really. I just...I just remember feeling so happy." tears formed in my eyes a bit at the nostalgia but I pressed on. "They held me tightly. Both of them speaking in hushed tones, but also sounded happy and relieved. Without much in the way of words, they picked me up and turned away from the orphanage. They were taking me home and I was all but elated to go. I never questioned why they didn't approach the director of the orphanage nor the other caretakers first but..I guess I should have known better." A fierce frown etched its way over my face. "If my parents were to go in and try to adopt a child they would have been turned away or driven away. They would have called the cops and...and they probably would have gotten hurt too."
I shiver at the thought.
"So they just took you and you went with them. Did you feel anything from the encounter other than what you stated?" Sans asked quietly. His voice and emotions sounded unsurprised. I guess since he already knew my family he was already told this part of the story.
"Um...I guess...the thought of recognition was weird. Like...I've known them from somewhere before. Dajavu if you can believe that. And you know, I never...thought to ask them about that event until now." I thought about it and shrug, "I guess I should next time I'm over there. Oh, wait! Are you going to be over with us this weekend?" I suddenly asked as I perked up a bit.
He looks at me with a question in his gaze and I continued. "Dads doing BBQ this weekend! And...and it's awesome! He tends to burn some of the meat at first but the rest of it is absolutely awesome...once you peel off the burnt top layer."
Sans coughs out and chuckles and his emotions improve a little as he said, "Yea. I plan to be there. Haven't had his BBQ stake in a while. Paps will be there too. He's cooking his famous spaghetti."
I smiled, suddenly feeling excited.
"Is he...is he really good?!"
Sans smiles fondly and stated, "The absolute best. My bros worked hard for his dish and it shows. He might even be making some now I think." He looks off to one side in thought. "Yeah.I think so...Well anyway." He looks back at me, his emotions a bit calmer and...happy. "We should continue yes? Did anything happen after they took you?" Sans was trying to be professional again and I smiled softly at him for it.
A bright blue glow emanated from his cheek bones and I found myself almost enchanted by the cute display. In a flustered half panic, he looks down at his clipboard again and made a motion of continuation.
Chuckling I relax back on the couch and continued.
" I heard a scream and looked up to see one of the directors surrounded by the other orphans. She pulled them all inside but didn't make an attempt to come for me, and I didn't care." A small smile played over my face as I said, "My new parents, parents who wanted me, took me away from that place and into a whole new world. For weeks I lived happily among the monsters. Such kindness and consideration were new to me. Not that the teachers in that place weren't kind mind you, just, I...I understood they could only give so many children their attention. They were doing their jobs. But to suddenly go from sharing attention with hundreds of kids to being the only one receiving attention was...nice."
"But something happened...didn't it Frisk?" Sans said quietly, his eyes looking up at me from with a knowing look.
He already knew something had happened.
I guess this was just one of the process of listening to my past experiences and gauging how I feel.
A part of me purred at my name being uttered under his breath, but I squashed it quickly before continuing.
"Yes it did, but not for some months. Mother and father kept me far away from humans and human interaction. But the humans knew who they were and where they lived. Out of the blue, one day, they came straight to our front door and demanded me back. My parents refused, but the humans said I had been kidnapped and belonged with their kind." I huff at that and Sans sits up a bit in his chair.
"Do you remember what you were doing before they appeared Frisk?" His sudden use of my name again caused me to falter. His emotions peaked a bit, showing a readiness for my answer. As if bracing himself.
If he already heard the story from my parents, then...no this is his job. He has to hear it from me...he has to know...how I feel, what lead me to this moment in my life.
He had to get to know me and my emotions to better help me.
with a sigh, I say, "I...I can't remember much except that, I was...playing I think. Running...in the garden behind the apartment where we lived. My father's garden was my favorite place to play. There just seemed to be no ending to it."
Sans eyes grew more intense as he said, " Was there...anyone..else there...with you?"
I glance at him and see how ridged he was. He was waiting intently, hoping for...something.
shaking my head I say truthfully, "I..can't remember who I was...playing with, or if I was playing with anyone. I just remember running around the garden and having fun."
Sans emotions plummeted into sudden sadness. His body, however, changed very little other than slumping back slightly in his chair, almost in defeat. He made no sound for a moment and just sat there. I listened to his emotions as it went into a quick chaotic dance before he tries to squash them again.
Then with a shaky breath, he says, "Please...continue...Frisk."
I sit up a bit and ask, "Do...do you want me to stop for today, sir? You seem a bit...off?"
He jerks up at that and suddenly laughs a little, "Na, na Ms. Dreemurr. Please don't stop, I...I'm just a bit tired from yesterday. Spent all evening at Grillby's. He makes the best hamburgers you know."
I chuckle at that and say, "He does indeed. He..he always made little smiley faces with ketchup on mine. He's the sweetest monster I remember at the time."
Sans froze in his seat before leaning back again. Depression radiating from his mind like a sudden flood before he blocks it back.
"Please Frisk." He said quietly. "Please continue."
I stalled for only a moment longer before I nod and lay back down.
"I remember I was...playing in the garden. Jumping over hedges and plants, pretending that I was...running...from something...or...was I being chased?" I thought for a moment before shrugging and continuing, "It's unclear at this moment to me but...but I know I was having fun. That was until I heard a commotion from the apartment." Taking a moment to think again I said, "I felt someone behind me, but I wasn't scared of them. They...they had their hand on me...a presence that made me feel safe. A...hehe. I guess I was with someone now that I think of it. Maybe a few people? I...I remember seeing someone else, someone...really tall running past me and toward the house. The other person by me stayed with me as we made our way toward the commotion. There...we saw a group of men in black. They wore whole black outfits and stood in a ring around Mother and Father. My parents were giants compared to them but they stood back to back and talked slowly to them. But the humans would not have it. I watched as one of them reached up and slapped my mother across the face and then demanded that they release me to their care."
My eyes narrowed in remembrance of that day.
"For the first time in my life, I felt utter rage filling me and something else. Something so powerful that it that took my steps forward and right up to their faces. I remember hearing someone calling my name but I ignored them as I approached the men in black and kicked the one who slapped my mother in the balls!"
Sans made a weird sound and I turned to him to see him hid his face from me with his clipboard. His shoulders shook ruffly as he scoffed behind his clip board.
"But I did kick him in the balls." I said in a child like huff.
This causes Sans to release a suprised laugh before he squashed it and tried to settle down. Watching him struggle causes me to smile and chuckle with him. After a few moments of silent laughter we were able to calm down a bit. Sans turns to me and says,
"I do not blame you for doing that. Tori did not deserve that hit so I'm glad she was avenged."
"Did she tell you what happened that day?" I asked curious.
Sans face went instantly blank before he looks down at his clipboard and says, "Um...yeah something like that." Then he shook his head and his eye lights return. "Um...w..what happened next?"
He suddenly felt off again. But I left it alone as to many questions might upset him.
I shrugged and said, " I basically told them they never even wanted me to begin with. The monsters wanted me and that's where I wanted to stay. With someone who loved me." I rolled my eyes before continuing. "They...just laughed at me and told me I was a silly child. Too stupid and ignorant in what I wanted and that I would get new parents. Human parents, who would love me and take care of me better than monsters, then beasts." I blink up at the ceiling in remembrance, " They tried to take my hand and..." A sudden blush lit my face as I realized what I did and hid my face by turning into the couch itself with a grown of embarrassment.
"What did you do Ms. Dreamurr...Frisk?" he said slowly, his voice holding a faint sound of laughter as if...he knew what I was about to say.
I sighed hard.
"I bit him. On...on the hand. And told them to..um...F off." I said in a low and embarrassment clouding my voice.
Sans chuckles and said, "Please continue."
"The bite had it's desired effect and they left claiming I had turned into a monster and no longer was I human enough for them. That was fine with me. If it allowed me to stay I would prove how monstrous I could be. Haha. I remember turning to my parents and saying that I wanted to be a monster. That I wanted to become like them so no human would ever want me again." I giggle sadly, "But life isn't really fair is it? There is no way to turn into a monster, but I swore that I would do everything I could to better protect my family and make them proud." My eyes shown with a bright light at the memory, " So I joined Undynes kiddy training camp." with the sudden wince in my face Sans chuckles before asking,
"And how did that go?"
I chuckle weekly, "I got my butt handed to me so good. Some days I felt like they were my last but...I was determined to learn. No matter how many times she had to drag me back home over her shoulder. "
"I remember that." Sans said in a low voice, his face scrunched up in a tight grin.
"Excuse me?" I ask unsure if I heard him right.
He flinches and goes, "Um...uh...my pants are a little tight!" then he slaps his head with his clipboard and groans as I burst out laughing. After a moment he takes the clipboard from his face, flaming blue might I add, and said, "Just...just continue already." his pout was so adorable I wanted to...
to...
I blushed suddenly and rushed into the next half ow my words.
"The remainder of my days were spent with my family and new friends. I remember this one guy who was super funny." I giggle at the reminder. "He was shorter than my other family members and would always tell...jokes..." I paused as my mind suddenly went blank for a moment.
"And do you remember...what he looked like? What his name was?" Sans asked in a hopeful tone that sounded odd. His body still and his hand stopped moving over the clipboard.
After a few moments, I sadly shook my head. "N...no. Sorry. I...I don't know why but...I...I could never remember his face or name. T...there seemed to be other faces and names I see...seemed to forget to.." My breath becomes shallow as I found myself trying to remember many things about my childhood and found it oddly blank.
My body begins to shake as I mentally pushed at the wall. It did not give. Was this wall always here? how much of my memories were blocked by it? What did it hide!
" . . Frisk?!" Sans voice brakes through and I look up to see him above me and looking down with a stern look on his face. My eyes felt uncomfortably wide as he takes his hand and places it over my head calmly.
"You don't need to force yourself to remember anything until your ready okay? You'll hurt yourself kid. Take it slowly and trust me."
His words brought sudden tears to my eyes and I moved to wipe them away.
He beat me to it.
With a quick but gentle touch, he reaches over and wipes the tears from my eyes gently before lightly caressing my cheek. The movement stabbed me with its familiarity. I should have gotten angry, told him to get off, but I could not seem to shake the need that I...wanted him to touch me. Starved for it.
Why? Was it my hormones again? Was I just turned on because he was male and I was female? What was going on with me?
"Do you want to continue Frisk?" He said softly.
Shivering under his stare I nod and he retreats back to the lounge chair. Feeling a bit lonely I straighten myself and fold my hands over my stomach and close my eyes. Trying to keep the needy shivers in check I talk.
"The years I...I can remember were good ones. Mother would greet me almost every morning with a soft good morning kiss on the head and a hot cup of something. Tea, coffee, cocoa. Just something nice and hot to start the day. She taught me so many things and encouraged my love for art. Dad was so much fun. He would take me out on long walks with stories of the old days. All of them had a lesson attached that I would remember if I found myself in the same situation. He taught me how to grow plants, make tea, and how to talk to people." I sigh with the memories as I talk a bit more slowly, "I miss them so very much at times."
"But you do see them every week don't you?"
I laugh harshly at that. "Every week? Once really and barely a day. I leave my home early every weekday just so I can squeeze just a few extra moments with my family and friends but..." I open my eyes and grit my teeth. "It never seems like enough time."
Sans hums and writes something down before saying, " Tell me, Frisk. Why...do you have theses restrictions. When did this come about?"
I groan.
I knew this line of questioning would come about but...it still felt like I was about to fall into a pit of snakes. It was so uncomfortable and enraging to remember that day. But I was here for help wasn't I?
Sighing ruffly I rubbed my face before talking once more. "It all happened on my eighteenth birthday. I remember that clearly. Mom and dad had been giving me sidelong glances for days. They snickered and smiled secretly and kept hinting at something big but...I could not seem to really focus on that...I still can't remember why." From the corner of my eye, I see Sans flinch a bit, the strong emotion of pain erupting from him in a quick burst. It was silenced just as fast. When he said nothing I pressed on.
" I...I remember being...fuzzy all day. Warm and light..like...I...was waiting for something wonderful to happen but...it...wasn't exactly the birthday surprise I was waiting for I think." Looking up at the ceiling I continued, "To this day I can't remember what it was..but somehow it always fills me with sadness that I could not even remember."
Sighing harshly Sans said, "What about the party? Do you...remember anything about that?"
I blink and thought to myself, "A little. I remember...Mom and dad being there. Undyne, Alphys...and...and..." I shake my head and found the other members to be blank. It was always like that but this time it seemed to really hurt to forget...like I was forgetting someone very important.
"Go on Frisk." Sans said quietly, "Don't force it...just tell me what you remember."
I nod and continue, "I remember being surrounded by friends and family. People I knew. And...someone ...important was there to..but...anyway. I...I was looking at my cake. Mom made it for me along with...with? Um...well she made half of it." A headache was brewing inside of my head but I kept going. "I was about to blow out the candles when a heavy knocking sounded at the door. Someone went to get it but..then a commotion started." My eyes widened and behind my eyes, my mind opened up the image of the day with sharp clarity. "I heard yelling, screaming. Everyone around me grew quiet as I sat there staring at the door leading out to the hallway. Then men in black stormed in with my father being led by gunpoint. He had answered the door and was forced to cooperate as they charged into the house. The men in dark suits surrounded us and with no word grabbed me and handcuffed me ruffly. The others could do nothing but watch as they jerked my hands up behind me and force me out of the house. I struggled, I struggled so hard." My eyes began to water as I continued, "I remember screaming someone's name over and over again. I cried to them, begged them to help me. They responded but their words were cut off by a grunt as one of the men hit them...did they hit them?" my vision was completely blurred as tears streamed down my face. "Yes,yes they did. I turned around and saw them on the ground. The others got up and tried to protect them. The man who did it laughed and was about to stomp on his head."
Him? Was it a male I was worried about?
"I suddenly felt so enraged. Pulling away from my captors I headbutted the man responsible and attacked him with my teeth. It was the only thing I had. Then...pain."
I blinked and hugged myself as I rolled over to face the back backrest of the couch again. " I...can't remember anything after that. When I did wake again I was in a cell and I was so fuzzy. I had something on my leg. A metal piece that was so cold it felt like ice around my ankle." I lifted my right leg into the air and let my loose pant leg drop a bit to show the device.
Sans eyes sharpened and hardened on the object. For a moment his expression was like steal. Hard and unforgiving. My breath hitched at the unbridled rage in his gaze. Then just as quickly his expression softened and he turned from me to look back at his notes. His face blank as he said, "What else happened Frisk?"
"You know I noticed you're saying my first name more and more now as we talk." I pointed out with a small smile.
He freezes and his eye lights go out a bit. "D..do you want me to stop?" his voice was filled with uncertainty.
I giggled a bit and said, "Not at all. You had my permission once before and you only said my name, what, once or twice before continuing with my last name? I like hearing you...uh...I mean...Please just call me by my name from now on. I...I would prefer it."
I blushed a bit and his eye lights turn on and he gives me a soft tired smile. "All righty then. Frisk... can you...uh...never mind. If you can please ...continue?"
I nod and breath out as I said, "It was a whole day before anyone came to see me. When they did it was some members of the council...they...they ensured me that I was safe from monster harm and would be taken care of by them from now own. I was of course...of age, and should be able to care for myself now." I growled, "I demanded that they take me home, to my family. But they would hear none of it. They kept talking over me and shooshing me like a child. I felt like my head would explode!"
I pressed my hands against my head, "It seemed like hours but they finally let me go. Of course, after they told me all the rules I had to abide by. I could not meet my family ever again. If I do they would find me...they would always find me. I could not take off the bracelet nore could I hope to remove it because of the material it's made from. I had to go to the police station every few weeks to get it checked and make sure there was no tampering. So many new rules." I breath, "I was escorted out but not quietly. When we left the police station I was stampeded by reporters, site seers, the works. They all wanted information from me. Demanded it. But I...was to out of it to care. I was shoved into a vehicle and told to be quiet as they drove me to what would be my new home." I could feel myself growing numb as I talk. My eyes becoming flat as I said, "The new home was a small studio apartment with no walls and barely a thing to my name. A single hard bed and a few old things that count as furniture were all they gave me with a hundred bucks as my only means for a meal for a month." I sneer harshly. "They told me I had to get a job to pay for the apartment and for food like real people do. As if monsters don't work their asses off every stinking day to earn a living in this fucking city!" I huff out, " It wasn't an easy start to my 'new life'. I spent weeks going from place to place asking to be hired. But they all knew me or of me. I was the monster girl. The freak. I was turned down again and again. They believed I wasn't civil enough for them, being raised by monsters and all." I held myself tighter as I continued, "I never hated my family or friends during that time. No, I missed them even more. I wanted to be held by them and told it would be okay. I wanted to eat mom's pies...and hear dads stories. I wanted to be with...with...Damn it I can't even remember his name or face but I want to! I...I think I..." tears flooded my vision as I began to cry harshly. "I think I loved that person so much! I loved him and...and I can't remember almost anything about him! For some reason, all I want is...why!"
My emotions rocketing up in waves. I held myself tightly to try to comfort myself. Curling into a ball I just let it happen. I cried at what I was ripped from. For forgetting specific friends that to this day I could not remember. For forgetting...him.
Suddenly arms wrapped around me and pulled me against something warm. My hands automatically clung to the fabric as my face buried itself against something hard. Bony hands rubbed up and down my back with comfort as breath fanned over my neck.
He held me tightly, no words of comfert...but they were not necessary. His mind was conflicted..his thoughts a muddle. Monster minds were never clear to me but their emotions were. He felt...for me... and under it, I felt another emotion that was strange.
Love?
How could he love someone he barely knew?
"It's okay Frisk. It's okay sweetheart. I'm...I know it hurts...but your friends and family are still with ya. And no matter what happens...They'll be by your side."
I could feel all of the unspoken words behind his sentence but I could not clearly pick them out. He was struggling so hard to hide what he wanted to say. What he really wanted to tell me.
And for some reason...my heart ached.
Without thinking I found myself leaning up and looking him in the eyes. They shone down on me dimly with pain. Sparkling tears welled up at his sockets as his body shivered slightly.
Why? Why do you weep for me?
I'm just a...
human.
My body leaned in and I turned my head up to his. My lips tingling with the thought of touching his mouth. He had no lips so I didn't know what I was doing...but...I wanted to...so badly...
"Frisk?" He said softly as his hands tightened on my arms and his shiver grew worse. Then his eyes closed half way...
and he leaned down...
"I'm back! Neyhehehe!"
We threw ourselves away from each other so fast that I fell off of the couch and down the side with a great thud.
"OW! Owowow!" I cringed at the impact as I twisted my body to look toward the door. Papyrus stood there with an innocent look in his eyes as he held a brown paper bag in his arms.
"What in the world are you two doing on the floor?" He asked as he walks in and places the bag on the desk.
Turning I see Sans on the other side of the couch rubbing his head and back with a narrowed eyed look at his lap. He seemed frustrated, and his emotions were all over the place again. I could not place what he was feeling. He looks at Papyrus with a half frustrated smile and says, "Yeah Paps, me and Frisk here where just getting...better acquainted with the floor here. You interrupted us that's all." it wasn't a bite but it held thick sarcasm.
"Well.. I thought you two would be hungry. It's nearly noon you know." Papyrus said as he took out several containers covered in foil.
At his words, I looked down at my watch and concluded the time. It was around noon. Were we talking that long? It didn't feel like it to me. Shrugging I stand shakily and move over to offer Sans help. He looks over at my outstretched hand and I see a faint blue glow appear on his cheek bones. Looking away from me he takes my hand and I pull him up. He was a bit heavier then he looked and I found myself losing my balance as he stood tall before me. Sans grabs me, steadying me on my feet and we end up looking into each other's eyes.
My heart begins to flutter impatiently in my chest as I stare at the glowing orbs of his eyes. Breathing became a bit of a chore as my hormones purred at his touch. Sans blinks and his blue glow intensifies as he pulls away from me gently and walks back to his seat.
The sudden feeling of loss was almost overwhelming.
Papyrus watched the entire thing quietly as Sans picked up his fallen paperwork and said, "Do you still want to finish Ms. Dreemurr?"
Blinking I nod and sit back down on the couch. He was being formal again. My spine stiff as I continue to talk.
"I...I thought things were never going to get better. I missed my family, so very much. I thought of them and the things we did and cried silently every night. Any louder and the next door neighbor always through a temper about it..." I giggled nervously, feeling the intense stares of the brothers.
Papyrus continued to get the food set up as Sans wrote down his notes. The atmosphere was so...uncomfertable.
Shaking I continued, "I..If it wasn't for the help of the United...I...I guess I would still be unable to meet them now. Even if it's for a day it's better than nothing."
Sans eyes glance up and he says, "How did you get in touch with the United?"
I shrug and say, "They got in contact with me. I was in bed and there was a knock on my door. I answered and there were two ordinary people standing there. Just people with nice smiles. They asked if they could come in and I told them I had nothing to offer as hospitality. They stated, 'That they could offer me something maybe?' I let them in and they explained everything. They told me they heard from me from the news and felt it was their job to help me reunite with my family. I...I was shocked and elated to hear that and agreed to their terms. Basically, I was to be the mascot of the United. The monster girl. The first child adopted into monsters. Who knew about monsters and everything there was to know about them. Now that wasn't true of course. I was still young when I was taken, and still taking lessons of monster history. There was only so much I could do."
Sans straighten and looked at me firmly, "They wanted to know monster secrets?"
I shook my head, "No no..just...they wanted to know more about monsters. How they eat, their government system, their religion. Things like that. I could only tell them so much. But what I was able to tell them satisfied them enough to help me fight against the council."
Leaning back in my seat I played with my fingers as I continued. " It was a long battle but after a year and a half, we finally had a small victory. I was allowed to see my family...only once a week...for a certain amount of time. Since then the United have supported me as they could but eventually, I had to get a proper job to survive. The few jobs I was finally able to get were not ones I could stay in for long. The name monster girl had unwanted effects with people. Some were very noisy and overly kind as they tried to use me to gain spot light on social media. Others were overly hostile and caused any number of issues for me which landed me losing my position and out of the job. But.." I stared up at the ceiling numbly. " I always showed my family and friends my smiling face. I never wanted...never wanted them to think I was anything...but happy."
A sudden slamming sound was heard and I turned to see Sans staring hard at the ground. Following his gaze, I see the clipboard and its contents strewed about the floor. Looking back at Sans I see his body shaking and his eye lights were once again gone. Then suddenly he stands and marches from the room. The door slams and I stare shocked at the door.
The feelings he had left behind were mixed and loud emotions of rage, pain, and regret.
Why did he feel theses things? What's going on?
A small pressure of someone's hand on my shoulder made me glance up to look at the tall brother. Papyrus looked down on me with sentimental eyes and then sits next to me. He pulls me into his arms and holds me close to him as I sat confused in his embrace.
"It's okay Frisk." He said quietly. "It's okay. We're...we're so sorry that had happened to you."
I chuckle and found my voice catch as a sniff suddenly emerges.
"I've...I've been through worse, Mr. Skelleton. I...I try not to let it get to me. I'm...I'm an adult you know."
My body is shivering. Why? What's wrong with me?
Papyrus holds me closer and begins to rock me gently in his arms.
"Frisk. You need to forgive my brother." Papyrus said suddenly. "He's...he only has the best interest in your situation. But he's hurting right now."
I look up at him in confusion. "But...but he's my psychiatrist. I'm supposed to tell him what's going on with me. Why...why is he getting so emotional about it?"
Papyrus stares at me for a moment and looks away suddenly. His arms tightening around me and I hold onto his scrub for support.
Finally, he seems to come to a decision as he said hesitantly, "Y..you remind him of someone he lost years ago. She...suffered something horrible like you..." he faltered and I felt my heart break a bit.
"Oh, gods...Papyrus. I...I'm sorry! I should!" I struggle to get up but he holds me tighter.
"You did nothing Frisk!" He says fiercely in a whisper. " I just wanted to let you know what he's going through. He sees hundreds of monsters every week and listens to their pain. He's the only one in the area that has the ability to help them mentally. He spent years away from home learning about mental health before returning back here. His soul purpose was to give help to monsters who had been mentally abused by humans. It never happened before until we started working here in the states. But, sometimes...even he has trouble holding in the pain of so many."
"Are there...such hardships for monsters around humans. Is it...worse than..." I ask as I hold him close to me. The feeling of him wrapped around me felt so bloody familiar. But unlike his brother the intensity wasn't as bad. It felt more like holding a dear dear friend that I haven't seen in so long. Though the hormones were still playing a nasty part in making me slightly excited for being held by a male. I beat it back with an imaginary stick.
Papyrus shakes his head at me as he squeezes me tightly. "That is something I can't say. But I will say this...Please...please be patient with my brother. He only has your interest in..." A buzzing sound interrupts his words and he leans back and reaches into his pocket. After extracting a small flip phone he flips it up and answers it. His words were soft as he turned away from me to talk to the person on the other line before he gives a nod and confirmation and hangs up. Turning back to me he says with soft eyes, "That was him. He wanted to apologize for the unprofessional act of leaving so suddenly and asked us to join him for lunch this evening."
I gazed at the forgotten food on the table and Papyrus chuckles. "Don't worry. I can reheat that for later. I think a change in scenery would be perfect for both of you." The last of his words were barely audible as he rises from the couch and moves to clean up the untouched food. After putting the items in a small fridge he returns to me and says, "Are you ready to leave Frisk?"
I smile at him and say, "where are we going exactly?"
His faces twists a bit to an exhausted one as he said, "To my brother's favorite greasy food spot. Grillby's."
I freeze and stand unmoving. Papyrus looks at me confused and said, "Whats wrong Frisk?"
Shaking I said, "B...but I ...c...cc...can't g...go...go back to the monsters district today! If I go now I..."
Papyrus stops me with a chuckle. "I don't think you know this Frisk, but...Grillby has two bars. One in the monster district and the other in the humans."
"Oh.," I said with relief. "Well, that's fine then. Um...so I guess that shouldn't be to bad right?"
He nods but his face was holding a bit of a pained look. His emotions were clouded with embarasment as he turned his face away from me and said, "I would ask that you...don't think lowly of Grillby when you see his...other establishment. He...he did it to gain enough the favor from the humans to survive. I...I hope you understand."
I looked at him with question. I've known Grillby ever since I was a kid. He was a sweet monster who loved to add extra toppings to my desert and gave the warmest of hugs. Why...would I think lowly of him?
( Well guys this is all I can do for ya today. I do apologize for the turn of this chapter and the slow turnout of chapters. I needed a mental break from things and this part was a bit of a challenge to think up the over all outcome of this chapter. I ask that you are patient with me as I write theses out okay :D. I'm doing my best! Hugs to you all and hope to see ya later! Wee!"