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Chapter 2: Hit and Run
Frisk walked downstairs for breakfast. "Good morning Frisk." Toriel said smiling as he sat down at the table with Sans, Papyrus, and Asgore. The skelebros were living with Frisk and his parents because they couldn't afford a place to stay here on the surface. Back in Snowdin they didn't have to worry since they had been living in the house they had grown up in plus there sentry jobs payed really well. "Morning everyone." Frisk said smiling.
"You're in a good mood for something who nearly had a heart attack." Sans said seeing that Frisk wasn't as rattled as before. "Heh well ya know I recover fast." Frisk said laughing it off. Sans would've questioned farther but Toriel served them pancakes. Frisk felt his stomach churn after a few bites. His head was also starting to spin.
He pushed his plate away and stood up. "I'm gonna go for a quick walk I'll be right back." Frisk said heading to the back door. "Frisk are you alright?" Toriel asked as Frisk put his sneakers on "I'm fine mom I just need some air." Frisk said as he headed out before anyone could say anything more on the subject. "I'm gonna go make sure the kid's actually okay." Sans said getting up and grabbing his sneakers and his hoodie. "Be careful." Toriel said as Sans teleported out.
Frisk walked through the streets. Stupid Gaster. Stupid nightmares. Stupid unstable soul! Frisk thought as he walked. He said hello and good morning to people he knew as he walked passed them. He was unaware of Sans following him. The gray eyed teen got to a cross walk and waited for the light to turn so be could walk across the street. Just where are you going kid? Sans thought as the light changed.
Frisk got halfway through the crosswalk when a car came barreling through. No one had time to react. The car slammed into Frisk who went flying over the front of the car. He hit the ground with a sickening thud. He was bleeding and the car sped off the scene. Traffic stopped since a kid had just been hit. Sans rushed out and held Frisk who had somehow survived the hit. "Someone call 9-1-1!" Sans yelled as he took his jacket off and wrapped Frisk in it. Frisk was drifting in and out of consciousness. The last thing he heard before he passed out was Sans' voice. "Hang in there kiddo help's on the way." Paramedics arrived on scene. Frisk had to be life flighted to the hospital. Where he's in critical condition.
