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The skeleton stared at the human. It was weak, helpless, and pitiful. As he lifted his staff ready to strike - anger and rage swirling within him, the human met his gaze. The look in its eyes caused him to halt. Tears streamed down its face, yet there was a masked, unwavering strength behind the two salty streams. A memory, a promise, flashed within his subconscious. The skeleton thought, "This must be the human that our survival or destruction relies upon. We will see what happens… I will be ready for either outcome," as the memory faded and his mind cleared. His bone staff shrunk and went into his blue pocket. The human watched as his pupils faded from red to white. She wiped her face and sniffled.
"You okay?" the skeleton said; his voice slightly deep and rough.
"Aren't you going to attack me, too?" asked the human.
"Eh, that was my mistake. I'm sorry; I thought you were someone else. The name's Sans; I'm one of the guards of this gate."
"I'm… Frisk… I came from the ruins."
"Yeah, I know."
"How?"
"I knew because I could feel it in my bones!" said Sans as he beat a small drum and cymbal, ba dum tsh!
The corner of Frisk's lips quivered. A small laugh erupted from her. Sans joined in. They chuckled quietly together, and it quickly escalated as they built off each other. Frisk tried to stop then San's laugh would make her laugh harder. Before long, they were both rolling on the ground, wiping their eyes. Sans got up and extended a bone to Frisk. She started to reach back before stopping, narrowing her eyes.
"This has to be a trick."
"I swear on all my corny humor and dad jokes that I mostly only want to help you."
"What's the mostly?"
"There is one thing I want you to do for me in return."
"That would be?"
"My brother is a guard, too. He dreams of being apart of the royal guard; I want us to help
him achieve that dream. If he could meet a human, it would really help with his confidence and pursuit of his goal."
"All he has to do is see me?"
"Yes, and there may be a few puzzles along the way, but you seem somewhat smart."
"Thanks…" Frisk replied scowling.
"No, thank you. This will mean so much to him," Sans said smiling a toothy grin at Frisk.
Together they walked down the path past Sans guard station. The further they went the colder it got. Before long, small white flakes fell from the sky; the snow shimmered against the light as it fell graceful and soft. The ground gradually became white beneath their feet. Frisk stared at it in awe. Sans silently chuckled to himself as he watched Frisk's reaction.
"Have you never seen snow before?" he asked her.
"Where I come from we don't have any snow."
"It always snows in this part of the monster world."
Frisk didn't respond. The silence stretched out. Sans was about ready to crack another
joke when he noticed the wonder on Frisk's face. He closed his mouth and walked on with her. Frisk soaked in everything about the path, forest, and things surrounding her. The monster world was dangerous but also breathtaking. While some monsters attacked her, there were others who helped her. Entwining together, Frisk saw the good and bad, exactly like the human world. She was still unsure of who to trust; however, she wouldn't get anywhere alone. Frisk cast a sideways glance at Sans; she didn't know what to make of the skeleton. Although, it seemed safe enough to stick with him, for now.
Suddenly, Sans caught Frisk staring. He gave her a giant grin. She felt a spark of joy in seeing it. She abruptly shook her head, dispersing her thoughts. In all the thinking, Frisks pace had increased, and Sans struggled to keep up. They were trying to match each other when she stopped all together. Sans crashed right into her back knocking them both to the ground. Looming over them, another skeleton stood wearing a red cape and set of armour.
"Hey bro!" exclaimed Sans getting off Frisk and fist bumping the other skeleton.
"What's up?" asked the skeleton returning the gesture, "Who's this you have with you?"
Frisk stood up and glowered at Sans before introducing herself, "I'm Frisk, and you must be Papyrus."
"The one and only…" Papyrus said proudly taking in Frisk.
As he studied her, it dawned on him she was human. He grabbed Sans by the jacket and pulled him to the side.
"Is that girl over there a human?!"
"The one and only. I ran across her on my patrol."
"You had the moxy to bring her here?"
"I tried to capture her, but it was too much effort. Besides, she's your ticket to the royal guard right?" Sans replied nudging his brother's ribs.
"You're right! She is!" Papyrus cheered with stars in his eyes, "And, I know exactly how to catch her…"