My bird pecked my eye. Depending on how it feels the next update may be postponed. I'vealready got bad eyesight as it is but now I can hardly see a thing lol. At least I had this chapter finished before it happened.

Sorry this is late. The weather was bad.

Glowsticks

Frisk was not happy.

Sans had eventually passed out before the elevator reached its end.

She had been so guilty. She hadn't meant to hurt him… and he had thought she hated him.

Anything but.

She had been worrying head over heels about what the hell happened. Sans just didn't look… Sans. He was pale and overall unhealthy looking. He also kind of smelled.

And once they regrouped, she found out why.

If Frisk felt bad before, she felt ten times worse.

But, at the same time, she wondered what in hell caused him to break that bad. Could he have taken her words that badly? Was it leftover from the last timeline? Was it because she wasn't there when he needed someone the most? She had originally thought it would be better to stay away, but…

But she was pissed too.

Why would Sans do that?

Papyrus told her everything. His overall depression, sudden obsessive (and still underage, in her book) drinking, the cuts on his arm. She soon learned he got into a fight with Undyne, hence why the TV was completely obliterated.

The only happy one at this point was Storm.

He was happy to be back in the Skeleton house, though since Sans had to stay at Alphys's lab for one day as she worked on him he didn't seem as happy. He had really grown attached to Sans and missed him sorely when Frisk took her time off. The kitten did enjoy wandering the woods and watch her horribly fail at trying to "train". She knew she would never be able to throw a punch, but she had tried to work on her instincts and reflexes. Whether it paid off or not she didn't know.

Frisk got no sleep the first night back. Guilt and terror from seeing Chara mixed with the pain of her horribly broken hand (thank god it wasn't her dominant one) and her still rough breathing made sleep seem impossible.

Alphys had given them a new TV, and Undyne was going to help them move it in tomorrow, as well as get a new table and a second couch. She apparently did feel bad about wrecking their furniture and probably traumatizing Papyrus. And when Sans's knee injury was revealed she was extremely unhappy until she was assured it was from Chara.

Explaining the situation wasn't easy. She got away easy, seeing as her lungs weren't in tip top shape from the smoke.

She had said it was an angry ghost. Trying to get revenge by blowing up MTT. She left out any details, as well as the full story. She would talk with Sans about whether they should reveal everything when he wasn't basically hospitalized.

The morning couldn't have come sooner.

Papyrus was up early, even for him. She suspected he didn't get as much sleep either. Actually, he had looked tired ever since she first saw him again. She didn't blame him. Undyne said he had been running up the walls worrying about his brother.

"Hello human! Are you feeling okay?"

"…mmmmmnnmnnnnhhh…" Frisk groaned. Her head hurt, her hand hurt, and she was tired. But her mind wouldn't let her sleep.

Papyrus looked at her sympathetically.

"Oh human, you look tired! You can sleep more, if you want… I won't stop you. We all need more sleep… more rest. I hate to admit."

Frisk rubbed her forehead, feeling Storm shift under the blanket.

"Yeah… but I don't feel like it. Not after all of that."

"Human!" Papyrus put his hands on his hips.

"I've had enough of self harm in various forms to last me an eternity! The great Papyrus demands you get rest! I will make you hot cocoa, you will accept it, and you will rest! No argument!"

Frisk blinked slowly.

Ok.

She didn't feel like arguing anyways.

…

Frisk eventually got herself to fall asleep and woke up at two in the afternoon. Mostly from Undyne yelling outside.

She could see the new TV still with a screen protector on it. The light reflected off the clean, untouched surface. It looked nicer than the last one, though for some reason it still gave Frisk the creeps.

Why was she scared of TV's anyways?

Frisk sat up, still feeling like crud. She winced as her hand began to hurt again. She had it sitting the wrong way and now it hurt like hell.

The wrapping and brace on it was rather bulky and didn't fit on the couch well. It personally annoyed her. At least she didn't need a cast.

And at least it wasn't dragged to hell and back like Sans's knee.

Frisk heard a loud thump at the door and watched as the edge of a purple couch poked from the open doorway. Frisk realized it was chilly in here due to this and pulled her blanket up further.

So much for helping. Not like she could do much with a broken hand, but still.

"Put more backbone into it Papyrus!" Undyne yelled. There was

Shocked silence that followed.

"Was that… a pun?" Papyrus asked.

"Uhhh… No! I didn't say nothin! Get to it!" Undyne gave the couch a push.

"Careful! You are going to scratch the doorframe!"

"Oh shaddup! No one cares! Is there a doorman going around examining doorframes?"

"…I hope not."

"Exactly!"

Frisk wished she could easily plug her ears, but wolf ears weren't the easiest to plug. Earbuds or headphones weren't an option either. Earbuds were too uncomfortable and headphones didn't fit. So she was stuck listening to yelling Satan Fish.

Undyne's head was wrapped in a loose bandage. But other than that she was burning as always.

Eventually the couch was in and was put against the same wall as the stairs, right before the night table. Frisk didn't like the change. She wished it looked the same as before. She did like the purple couch though. It was smaller than the one she was currently on, but it wasn't lumpy and hopefully didn't smell like ketchup.

Well, she didn't mind the ketchup smell at this points anyways. Some things you just get used too.

"Hey! Punk's up! You dying over there, furball?"

Frisk yawned in response.

She wanted the stuff that was rubbed on ones chest and that made it feel nice and clear. Actually she could always go for that stuff regardless of whether her chest hurt or not, it was awesome.

"Wow, your hand looks funny. Probably a ton better than jackass's knee though. I don't know if I'm the one that broke it or if it was that ghost thing, but Alphys said his bones were more brittle and weak than usual. Apparently, he's really unhealthy. You probably would have guessed." Undyne scratched her head.

Storm was already on the new couch. He was getting fat, as well as retaining his fluff.

Frisk swallowed.

"Is… he going to be okay? None of what Alphys has said sounds good…"

Undyne shrugged.

"I dunno. She says he may never walk normally again, though. He will probably have a limp for the rest of his life. Maybe the rest of him will be fine if he gets some more intelligence."

"Yeah…" Frisk agreed with a small smile.

She felt bad for him. Like he needed more reason to just sit around all day. Plus, it must be painful. She wondered what it felt like to only have bones, no skin or flesh between them.

Undyne stretched and plopped on the couch. Papyrus was currently outside assembling the new table- probably not correctly.

"Look, punk. I'm pissed at him, and I'm not too remorseful for beating him up. But he's my friend too, as weird as it is to admit. I'm not stupid and I know a lot more has happened than what you guys have said, but I'm not going to pry. At least right now. If I wanna know I'll know." Undyne cracked her knuckles. "But we were all really worried. I've never seen him crash so hard, man. It made me realize he's got some issues… and they have been around for awhile. I feel bad for not noticing sooner. Not bad as in I want to beat his ass bad, I mean actually guilty. Especially since Papyrus has always known. He just never said anything. How wack is that?"

Frisk looked out the window at the skeleton currently putting six legs on the table.

He knew more than he let on…

"We can't let him keep going this, if only to save Papyrus some grief. But we aren't going to get him to some sort of therapist, are we? He'd bite and scratch the entire way and if I've learned anything if he doesn't want to do something he doesn't want to do something." Undyne snickered.

Frisk tilted her head thoughtfully.

I'd be good punishment, but…

"I'd be a waste of time. He doesn't even need to use much energy to just deny. He'd sit there and make a brick wall look more friendly. He'd see it more as a chance to play some Malicious pranks."

Undyne nodded.

"Yeah, thought so. So… what do we do? Antidepressants? I never talked to Alphys about it but I know she's on them."

"I don't think drugging him is going to help." Frisk said softly. "It would encourage him to seek solutions in that area. Plus I don't feel comfortable giving him any sort of drug with his behavior."

"Yeah, I guess. What then? He has shown no interest in talking to Papyrus. Let alone anyone else. He's outwardly friendly but I don't think he had any interest in bonding with anyone else other than you and Papyrus. Speaking of which, never thought you'd get through his radar. Kudos. You're jackass proof."

"I don't know…" Frisk shrugged. She wondered why of all people he preferred her.

"But… he did talk to me a little. I've… known about some of this. He said he was doing okay and that he'd come to me if…"

"But you weren't there." Undyne said bluntly. "Intentional or not you made yourself inaccessible and he had no one he felt comfortable turning to."

Frisk shrunk a little, realizing Undyne was right.

"I… I didn't mean…"

Undyne sighed.

"I know you didn't, mutt. You're too good for your own good. It's his fault for being so emotionally reliant on one person. But I think I'm going to talk more with Alphys about this, because something has to happen. He can't hurt Papyrus anymore, or himself. We gotta get him right."

"You can't force him, Undyne." Frisk warned. "Sans has to chose on his own. I wish it wasn't that way but it is."

Undyne huffed, flexing her arm.

"Sure, sure. We could just take you and Papyrus away if he misbehaves. And go up to him with pots and pans whenever he tries to sleep."

"That will get you killed." Frisk was not joking. She did not want to be the one to prevent his sleep and make loud, probably painful noises.

"I'd kill him first. I'd-" there was a loud chime and Undyne pulled her phone from her pocket.

She opened a text and stared at it for a few seconds.

"… Sans is up."

"Is he okay?!" Undyne had a poker face.

"Apparently. He just ate a literal 30 pounds of meat and really wants to come home. She says he is currently howling to protest being locked up."

"…oh."

There was another ding.

"… Alphys says he may be in… heat."

"What?!"

"Heat. Apparently Moon-bloods get it more often. Usually it's once a year. I got a shot so I don't have to deal with it so I'm cool."

"No, back up." Frisk was extremely confused. "Monsters go in heat? Like cats?"

Undyne raised a brow.

"Uh, yeah? Sorta? Not as often anymore because there's pills and a shot to prevent it. Do humans not do it too?"

"No! Humans do not!" Oh Lordy. She could just imagine…

"And why a day after… everything!" Frisk threw her arms up.

Undyne chuckled.

"I dunno, may be the drugs Alphys gave him. If I recall he gets real rowdy though. She's considering keeping him in her lab until it's over. And I don't think you will be allowed to visit."

Frisk frowned.

"…"

"… I don't think Alphys is very comfortable either. She says he's showing no interest, thank god. If he touches Al…" Undyne made a fist with her hand and showed her teeth.

There was another ding.

"… you don't need to know that."

"No I don't." Whatever it was, Frisk was traumatized enough and did not want to be subjected to more.

Another ding.

Undyne burst out laughing, and Frisk still did not want to know why.

Undyne started typing, still giggling.

"Man, this is great… Alphys says you really don't want to come over. I think you should anyways!"

"Why?"

"Because!"

"…no. I've got to pee."

Frisk got up and walked upstairs, hearing Undyne begin to roar with laughter again.

…

The week dragged by, and the house was unusually quiet. Papyrus said it had been that way for awhile.

Papyrus seemed to miss Sans, she could tell. Frisk kind of wished he'd snap out of it and return soon as well.

She was still weirded out though.

But she had developed a morbid curiosity. What was he doing that made Undyne laugh so hard?

He had also hurt himself more during his… episode. Apparently he had drug himself down to the fridge to raid it. Alphys said his willingness to eat was a good sign but it could just be from his current condition.

Frisk had started stealing Sans's bed while it was ripe for the taking. She couldn't sleep without pain on the couch due to the bulky wrapping of her hand, and she liked sleeping in a bed anyways.

Eventually Alphys informed her that Sans was done with his episode and was acting depressed again. Not nearly as bad as before but enough for concern.

Undyne had been going back and forth between their entire group, even including Toriel. Frisk had a new respect for the fish. She could be mean but she wasn't heartless.

Frisk wasn't sure how to feel once Sans was given the okay to leave.

She knew there would be words.

Lots of words.

Frisk slept late, as she had been getting accustomed to. The only reason she was woken up was from a new racket downstairs. She instantly felt crowded even though she was alone.

Storm was gone too.

Frisk sat up and rubbed her eyes, pricking her ears.

There was a large amount of shuffling and talking from a variety of different people.

Frisk, more awake with curiosity, sat up and opened the door a crack and sniffed the air.

Her brow furrowed as she tried her best to pick apart the scents.

Undyne… Rocky… Toriel… Papyrus… Alphys?

What was going on?

Frisk felt worry worm in her gut.

Did something bad happen?

Frisk crept out and peeked over the railing.

Indeed, they were all there. Alphys was shuddering nervously and Rocky was panting. Toriel ran her paws through her furry ears and Undyne was waiting in the middle of the living room with her hands on her hips.

Frisk could smell the rich scent of Toriel's pie and some other fresh goodies. It seemed like the fridge was newly stocked as well.

What is this, a party? What's going on? Frisk thought, slightly peeved. She wished she had at least been warned…

Wait, why was Alphys here? Wasn't she supposed to be with Sans?

Just as the thought crossed her mind the doorknob turned.

Everyone fell silent.

The door didn't open, but she could tell someone was on the other side.

…Huh? Frisk wondered if she was just dreaming. This was weird.

"… What is he doing?" Undyne whispered angrily to Papyrus.

"… I think he knows." Rocky answered.

Eventually, the door opened just a crack.

Frisk felt her heart skip a beat.

It's Sans… she could see his eye socket peaking through the door crack.

"Get in here you doof!" Undyne demanded.

Frisk flinched. Oh no… what are you doing… Undyne, please don't screw anything up…

Sans hesitated before pushing open the door more. He was on crutches. She hoped he didn't walk all the way back, or else Alphys would have to explain a thing or two.

She could tell he wasn't happy with all the people in the house, and his eyes locked on Undyne. He inched backwards a little.

Frisk realized he was scared of the fish.

Undyne…

"Took ya long enough." Undyne snorted.

"… leave me alone. Why are you here?" Sans's eyes scanned the room.

"BECAUSE! Brother! We are your friends! That's why! Undyne gathered us all here for you!"

Sans eyed her suspiciously.

"Haven't you bugged me enough? Getting more people involved isn't going to help. So leave me alone." Sans sounded a little more agitated this time.

Undyne sighed.

"You are impossible. We aren't going to make you go anywhere, if that's what you're thinking. So chill. I got everyone here because you've got some issues, man. And they need to be fixed one way or another."

Toriel nodded in agreement.

"She is right, Sans. It is not healthy to keep to yourself all the time. Especially in times of need. I haven't known what has been going on, but when I heard I was instantly worried."

Sans's brow furrowed in confusion.

"…nothin' to worry about."

"Yes, there is." Toriel's eyes gleamed. "There is much to worry about."

Rocky barked softly and stayed almost behind Undyne.

"I-I know you don't like me too much, but I know you! I… I saw you at Grillby's all the time, drinking, and it was scary. I've never seen someone act like that before… I felt really, really bad." Rocky pulled his tongue in, ceasing his nervous panting.

Sans still looked confused, but also uncomfortable.

Frisk began to piece the situation together.

…damn. Satan could be a nice guy (girl fish in this case) after all.

Sans backed up a little more. "… what's this about?"

Undyne face palmed.

"You, jackass. And your whole depression episode. It's not safe to be an idiot, y'know. It made me realize you have issues, and you've had them for a long time. Papyrus has known, Alphys has known… and I think it's about time the leaking pipe is fixed, don't ya think?"

"…no. There's nothing that can be fixed. I'd rather just b-"

"You have been left alone, brother!" Papyrus argued. "It hasn't done any good! And I can't anymore… even if you are a lazybones who puts ketchup on everything, you're still my very precious brother! Like I said before, I can't watch you suffer without suffering too! You aren't the only one to care about people, brother. We care too." Papyrus sniffed.

Frisk couldn't help but join him.

They all…

This was so soppy and emotional, but it warmed her heart.

Just cause Sans could be an asshole didn't mean he didn't have amazing friends. Even some unexpected ones, like Rocky and Undyne.

Alphys was nervously twiddling her claws.

"I-I understand y-you've been t-through a l-lot… a-and I shouldn't t-talk… b-but y-you are h-hurting y-yourself, and t-that hurts the p-people around you t-too…" Alphys looked down.

Frisk remembered what Undyne said about her taking antidepressants and her having a role in the lab.

Frisk felt a rush of sympathy for the lizard.

"…" Sans stayed silent, eyes still looking around. His expression was carefully guarded.

Undyne flipped her hair back.

"I know this is unbearably cheesy, believe me. But it's all we could think of. If you haven't guessed, people care about you. We aren't the only ones either. Grillby, the rest of the people in town… they've all noticed too. Like I said, life is nothing without purpose. You haven't been living. I think it's about time we've forced your ass to keep going! In… a friendlier way. You need to start growing up and learn to go to other people when you need too! You should be lucky we aren't forcing you to get medical help, bone bag."

"Yes. I really wanted to but the human disagreed. With a valid point." Papyrus rubbed his chin.

Undyne snickered.

"Speaking of which, we never told her this was going on. Because we all know you have a… special spot… for little "snap Pea" Undyne teased.

Sans's eye twitched.

Frisk frowned.

She wanted to be included too…

"You need to learn to depend on other people, nerd. Because we are living beings and one person isn't always available, or appropriate for a certain situation. I know it sucks depending on other people… believe me, I wish I could single handedly smack life upside the ass too… but sometimes it's what's most healthy for you. SO! We gonna make you rely on us! And enjoy it! We will drown you in sickly sweet sop until you do!" Undyne looked so cruelly excited for this "challenge."

"YEAH! UNDYNE'S RIGHT!"

Toriel giggled.

"I'd be a sufficient punishment for your behavior, I suppose."

"… dogs are friends, not food." Rocky added.

"… s-sorry. I a-agree with t-them…" Alphys said.

Sans's eyes scanned over them all again, and Frisk could tell he was losing his composure.

"L-look… I… see what you are trying to do, b-"

"BUT NOTHING!" Undyne yelled. "You've got friends! So we've got you! No more upset depressed episodes, or drinking or hurting yourself or any of that! Because we will all punish you with LOVE!"

Frisk flinched at how that came out.

Not the bad LOVE… hopefully.

"LOVE TIME!" Undyne screamed.

She started barreling towards Sans.

Oh no, it is that kind of LOVE! No, no no, this was going so well, don't - Frisk shot up.

Sans squeaked and tried to get out of the way of the speeding fish, but his crutches prevented fast movement and he was stuck in the fish's onslaught.

Undyne skidded to a stop before him and…

Wrapped him into a probably painful hug.

"GET OVER HERE YA NERDS!"

Sans's eyes were wide and black, processing the situation.

Frisk relaxed.

Oh. Good love after all.

"AWWWWW!" Papyrus was fast to join in the Sans torture. With both Undyne and Papyrus hugging with all their might (well, if Undyne was hugging with all her might he'd probably be mush) he probably couldn't breathe.

Toriel walked over calmly and bent a little, taking all three into her arms.

Rocky bounded over and joined as well, with Alphys trailing behind as last.

Frisk felt a warmth in her chest that brought tears to her eyes.

… I guess there will be less words after all… Sans… I know you don't like this, but… what they say is right. You… should trust them. Frisk felt a shudder go down her spine as a dark thought crept into her head.

One day… I may not be here. One way or another… you're right. It's… dangerous for a human to be living underground. I can't keep resetting. Plus, with Chara…

Frisk shook herself.

Sans still hadn't reacted besides going limp and looking slightly pained.

Frisk began making her way down the stairs quietly.

Storm was circling the feet of everyone, meowing. However, the second he saw her approaching he bounded towards her and gave her a confused look.

From here she couldn't see Sans, but she could hear him start to say something, but it ended in a whimper. She hoped it wasn't from being crushed alive and was from something good.

Frisk stayed at the edge of the living room.

She wanted to join, but…

Undyne finally realized she was there.

"Shit! Go away, you aren't supposed to be here!" She hissed.

Frisk's tail swished with annoyance.

"You should have told me then."

Rocky jumped over the group hug to catch a glimpse of her.

"Hello Frisk!"

Papyrus leaned over to see her as well.

"Hello human! You slept way too late! You've been sleeping too much! It's a bad example!"

Undyne gave her a middle finger.

"Thanks for ruining the lesson, punk."

Frisk felt her ears edge back.

"… I just wanted…"

"Be nice, Undyne. I'm sure she's upset you left her out." Toriel said softly.

There was struggling from the middle of the group.

"Frisk?" Sans's voice was muffled, but it was raw and almost pleading.

Looks like they broke him after all.

"No! You lost human privileges!" Undyne said.

Rocky came to their rescue. "Awww, let her come over. She looks upset… and so does he. Undyne…"

"Undyne, my brother looks like he's about to cry. You can't take away the human. I'd be upset too! Plus… he's giving me the eyes! I can't take it! He's copying the human puppy face and it's super effective!" Papyrus got the weird pop eyeballs again.

"Really? Sans, that's kind of ridiculous Sans…" Frisk said, slightly amused he was using her trick she would use on Papyrus to get extra sweets.

"Yeah! It's pathetic, Sans…. Don't look at me! Stop! Aaaauhg, fine! Let him go!" Undyne practically threw Sans down.

Toriel was giggling.

Sans immediately started limping towards her and buried his face in her shoulder.

"… thanks for saving me. That was awful." He whispered.

Frisk chuckled.

"Really? That was the point." Frisk replied quietly.

Frisk bumped his skull lightly with her nose.

"Hope you learned your lesson."

Sans huffed and cursed under his breath.

Frisk looked up, hearing whispering. Undyne was whispering to Alphys… and they both looked amused.

"What?" Frisk asked suspiciously.

"Nothing!" Undyne shot back up.

"Alright, shall I cut the pie?" Toriel asked.

Frisk's head shot up. The smell had been making her mouth water.

"Hell yeah!" Undyne yelled.

Rocky barked with approval.

"I thought this was over…" Sans muttered.

"…eh. If there's pie I'm for it." Frisk shrugged.

Sans looked down and pried himself off of her shoulder. Storm was pacing around his feet, meowing.

Sans limped over to the couch and buried his face in the cushion.

Frisk didn't say anything.

Hopefully he's learned his lesson…

Awwww, GROUP HUGS

Frisk be leik oh nu why u no let me join?

See? Undyne's capable of being nice. A little more information about Alphys revealed as well. She's being a little hypocritical still and she knows it. But she has an excuse because at least she isn't doing what Sans did.

He's deeply touched but doesn't want to show it lol.

Also, I completely forgot if Frisk knew that monsters go through heat (I'm sorry, I had too, it's funny XD plus my cat is in heat) so forgive me if she did.

Anyways, reviews!

Lauralie20: Yup! Sans is usually doing the saving seeing as he's better in fights, but there have been a few incidents where Frisk saved his bones. And yup, he needs a bitch slap. Unfortunately, he got humiliated group hugging instead. Hopefully he got the point. And I have checked it out, and reviewed! Imma go check up on it again for potential updates (for some reason I'm not getting notifications)

GhostieDragon: that is interesting. Imma have to check it out, it sounds like something I would enjoy! I like games/books/shows with lots of lore and/or story. The only thing is that I don't have access to much, which sucks :b

AvianSobriety: unfortunately, that wasn't the final showdown! Don't worry, it'll happen eventually. Hopefully that met your standards for now :b

Thedyingjokepastaway: lol I could just imagine them all in a circle slapping each other. Sans would probably win seeing as he's made of bone, though. And I, just really bad at proofreading and such, plus typing all of this on a crappy iPad mini sucks -_- autocorrect is always on dope.

FictionGirl11: yas. Go away Chara no one likes you (proceeds to get stabbed by ghost.)

You have a good day as well :3

Iluvfanfic: feelz.

And I've got the first HT answer thing done, I may post it today, may not. I am standing out in the snow but it's not too bad :b

Anyways, I hope you all have a good day and stay safe! And know de way.

From she who is not secretly covered in fur,

Comycat~