"If it is true that there are as many minds as there are heads, then there are as many kinds of love as there are hearts" I read from a classic book, "Anna Karenina" that Asgore lent me. I feel the golden cracks of the red-leathered novel that were carefully stitched into the book's cover.

The book is relatable to me. Though I guess it's relatable to everyone in some way or form. I guess that's why it's such a classic. I flip over the book to look at the incredibly stunning and exquisite cover and run the quote through my mind. I search my faded memories from nearly a decade ago, to see why the quote means so much to me.

My days in the underground had taught me how to love, though many years ago the lesson remains. I imagine each person that had helped me get to this point the dozens of people that had tried to kill me but then I taught them something that even I didn't know. Through the back-tracking of these experiences, one person sticks through my mind.

"Sans that was even worse than the last pun!" a familiar voice groans.

I hear the voice, slip my shoes on and sprint down the stairs knowing who was down there.

"Hey, guys," I say with the small shyness that rested in my voice. Sans and Papyrus are standing facing Toriel. She's quietly laughing at what was probably a pretty terrible pun.

"I thought it was funny," Toriel says with her hand politely placed in front of her small smile, and her eyes squished, recovering from her laughter. "Oh, hi Honey I was just going to call you down" She mentions once she sees me.

"Oh hello my dear Human, we were just coming for our Wednesday lunch visit!" Pap greets me and he awkwardly bends his elbow outward waving to me.

"Hey, kid." Sans greets alongside Papyrus gently looking over to me not taking his hands out of his pocket just in a very nonchalant way.

"Well, you three better be on your way. Shouldn't you?" Toriel asks politely but I couldn't tell if she was trying to lovingly shove me out of the house so she could do her own thing without me. As loving mothers do.

Sans, Papyrus, and I all headed out to go to Grillby's. It was the middle of December so there was a small layer of snow on the ground, making my shoes slightly wet but not quite in a way that bugged me too much. The above ground has gotten more and more civilized. Monster's houses were designed especially for them, and there was a school for monsters to go to that taught them their culture. They also taught the ways of humans. The town was beautiful, a fountain was gracefully placed in the town square, and a small bronze plaque was placed at the bottom and it stated "Frisk The human that taught us how to love" I always teared up when I saw that sign. I am always happy to know that hundreds of people appreciate me and what I have gone through.

As we were walking to grillby's, we talked about the same things although it was just as entertaining and is just as fun as the last. We chatted about the new Mettaton episode that was on last night, we talked about an article that Papyrus had read about spaghetti and all of the classic daily happenings of our lives.

The smell of grease and the busy restaurant were such a beautiful place to me. Grillby's held a special place in my heart; I could tell it did with Sans too. I come here every week, just to talk to the skeletal brothers and it was one of the best days of my week.

We get to Grillby's and we order the classics. Pap orders a burger, I get a side of fries, and Sans drinks a bottle of ketchup even though Grillby has been yelling at him for years about it.

I sit at the bar as Sans makes another bad pun about how Grillby is a fireman and something about a dog and I think a fire hydrant. "You know," Sans continues talking to Grillby even though he is serving another customer "I met this lady that just moved down the street. You two would be the perfect match."

I giggled at that pun even though they weren't really funny. I think that I laughed at the dorkiness of the situation as the jokes went on. So I laughed a little. Sans looked over to me though he looked kind as always, he seemed to be a little excited that someone finally laughed at his joke and the small flush of blue across his cheeks proved it. You could feel yours turning redder too. Papyrus had given up listening to him ten minutes ago and was more frustrated than anything and Grillby was across the room. He gave me a small smile and said not even to Grillby this time. "She was smoking," I laughed just as hard at the next one. If not harder. I felt stupid for laughing at such a stupid joke, but I couldn't help myself.

"I'll be in the restroom, dear Human. You can keep talking to my foolish brother," Papyrus says, rolling his eyes as he walks over to the restroom.

"you know kid," Sans starts, "you don't have to laugh at my jokes I know they're dumb," he says, making eye contact. He still has the small trace of blue spread on his cheeks.

"I know," I say, "I think that some are funny, just not all of them." I smile lightly for him to know I'm serious about it, and that I wasn't just complimenting him just to make him feel good.

"Thanks, kid," Sans says as Papyrus walks back from the restroom cleaning up the small red basket from his place at the bar, wiping any last sauce that he might have spilled.

"Are you ready to go Human?" Pap says, throwing away all of his trash strangely awkwardly. I nod at his response and throw away the rest of my fries and Sans leaves his empty bottle of ketchup near the baskets and we all head out.

I head home to Toriel and my schedule runs as normal. I do a few things with Toriel. We read together and drink some tea and I help with dinner, make dinner, eat it, and head to bed.

I hop into my bed and slowly fall asleep to the thoughts of the happenings of today and it wasn't until I was asleep that things began.

Hi! I'm super excited to write this story! I wrote this originally a few years ago. You can search for it if you want but I can't promise it's very good. (I know for a fact it's not) For the next few weeks, I plan on posting this every week but school is starting soon and that might change so it might not be reliable. I also can't promise you, that I will finish this either considering I didn't finish the last one. My grammar isn't great I know that and so does my not premium Grammarly but it should make sense for the most part. I hope you love this as much as I do.

goodbye, my little buddies.

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