Underleague

Chapter 11

Author Notes: Between being sick, dealing with snowstorms, work and one shot weeks for the holidays...this was placed on hold. NeonTheEevee, Valgreen007, tobimadaraisawsome666, TheEnderLugia, The Pokemon Warrior, IncorruptusUser, PEDAwriter and Citanaf18 faved

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3rd P.O.V

Frisk shivered, feeling the intensity of cold air blast into her face. Ripping right through the several layers of clothing on her small frame. Asriel was clutching her gloved hand, trembling just as much.

His mouth was hidden deeply into his rainbow scarf. He knew this part of the underground was absolutely freezing, which is why after the battle between Frisk and his mom he made sure the two of them bundled up good. But it just wasn't enough.

Fortunately Eve kept the girl warm by resting her warm thick fur around her masters shoulders. Acting much like the tall boys scarf, only warmer and alive. "Brr...wh-why ar...re w-we in t-t-this hell?!" Flowey regretted coming out of his pokeball.

He wasn't the kind of pokemon that liked the cold. Hell he was a SUNflora, the cold doesn't like him and vice versa. When Frisk defeated her mom in the final battle he popped out, making fun of the overly sentimental big brother Azzy.

Only sticking around to make rude comments and pick on his owner, it was a big mistake on his part as he was unaware of the frigid tundra he would be facing. "Send me-me back already!" It was such a relief to him for once being withdrawn into his pokeball.

Trying to snuggle deeper into her coat, she faintly feels the badge case her mother gave her. A smile crept its way onto her face, she still couldn't believe what happened just last night.

By an inch Eve and Frisk claimed victory, Toriels Fluffy Duffy just couldn't endure the final quick attack the little eevee produced. Bringing about her acceptance as an official participant in the Underleague.

Right before bed time a mini celebration took place, crossing over into the next morning with special butterscotch and cinnamon pancakes. From there Toriel helped prepare her children for the challenges that would be ahead of them.

'You were fantastic my child! I have no doubts that your journey will be one fill with fun adventures! Don't hesitate to come home if it becomes too much though. OH! Why don't I give you my number? This way you and Asriel can call whenever you want!' She was very insistent on letting Frisk know this.

Now actually aware of the young lady's anxieties and fears. 'Now in order to challenge gym leaders you will have to solve a couple specific puzzles to prove your worth to them and to show that you are an actual participant. Asriel will help you if you get stuck. Be sure to make friends as well and-'

She was cut off by her son, who chuckled. "Mom chill out~ We'll be fine!" Toriel laughed at the teens joke, though it left poor Frisk confused. Not understanding what was so funny about his statement until fresh snow smacked her face.

Literally the moment they opened the door Frisk found herself in a winter wonderland. "Pretty isn't it?" It was amazing, up above on the surface it didn't really snow. It could get cold to the point where you needed layers of clothes to keep warm.

Or be like Eve and just grow fur all over ones body. But to see snow? It was glorious to the little ten year old, the trees were bare of leaves, snow and ice taking their place.

The way the little glowing stones on the rocky ceiling reflected lights off the clear ice gave a variety of colors. Smiling mischievously Frisk grabbed a handful of snow. Eve hopped off her master, while Frisk tugged on her brother, who thankfully was still distracted with the light up trees.

As soon as he turned his head around, he ended up having a face full of frozen water. He shivered and yelped. "It's on now!" War came as the pair faced off, throwing and dodging snow.

"Ack!" Frisk giggled, glad that she was so mobile, although the moment Asriel was defeated a harsh wind blew through, causing the pair to tremble. Playing probably wasn't the best idea. "Let's keep going." Eve pounced back onto her master wanting to provide more warmth.

For a short amount of time it It was getting colder and colder as they continued their walk. Snow coated their vision as the wind carried it away, it was beautiful...but freezing!

Asriel practically sighed in relief when he noticed the bridge. "We're almost towards a checkpoint. Just a bit farther sis." She shivered, walking closer next to him. "Ch-check-point?" Her mouth was covered with the scarf, muffling her in general quiet voice further.

Fortunately her brother had pretty good hearing. "We call little places to rest and stop 'checkpoints.' Once we get past the bridge, there'll be like a mini inn or a stand that we can stop at and warm up a bit." The idea of warming up and taking a break filled Frisk with determination.

She quickened her pace alongside the elder boy. But then they heard something crack behind them. Both turn around seeing nothing but a destroyed twig. "Weird...we didn't step on that, and there aren't too many pokemon over on this side of the Underground."

Though they were curious they decided to keep walking, the wind giving them a pretty good reminder why they need to keep moving. But then they heard it...the sound of crunching snow. Someone was approaching.

"Children...don't you know how to greet a new pal?" Panic was bubbling through Frisk, no one was behind them before, so many frightful scenarios were popping up in the overly anxious girls' mind.

That deep voice and menacing footsteps were overwhelming her paranoia, even the fifteen year old stiffened and halted in his step. "Turn around-shake my hand." Frisk's lip trembled, she was scared.

But her brother turned the both of them around, as requested. Being the brave big brother he brought out his hand. Meeting with a shadowy figure, whoever was, was a bit of the short side.

It didn't mean he wasn't any less terrifying. At least until they heard a huge farting sound escape into the distance. The glowing rocks finally moved and collided with the persons shadowy form.

Revealing a grinning man with gray hair and pale blue eyes. "Hehehe, the old whoopy cushion trick~ Works everytime!" Asriel laughed, he should've known it was the prankster known as Sans and highly appreciated the joke.

"Got us good Sans! Right Frisk? ...Frisk?" Suddenly the trainer in training began wailing, startling both males. Alarmed the fifteen year old kneeled to his sister. "Frisk sweetheart it was just a joke, a laugh! Don't cry!" She hugged him tight, tears still leaking through.

Doing her absolute best to calm down, she tried to stop her sniffling, but she just couldn't stop. "Hey kid I'm really really sorry, calm down ok?" He felt bad, he really did.

He's had people laugh at his joke like Asriel, had people who would be bored or annoyed with him, but this was the first time the twenty-four year old ever made someone cry.

Eve growled at Sans, not appreciative of the prank either, causing him to sweat a little. "Frisk do you wanna call mom?" Seeing her nod, Asriel quickly took out his cell.

"Mom? Yeah uh hi. Frisk-well she's upset. Sans pranked us and-yeah uh-huh. Ok." Eager little hands clenched the phone as she sobbed to Toriel. It didn't take long for mama Tori to easethe child fears.

She knew exactly what to say to the little girl. Both Sans and Asriel felt immense relief seeing those icicle tears dry up. "Love you..." Frisk hanged up, rubbing her snotty nose on her sleeve.

Now that she got a good look at Sans, he didn't look so scary at all. In fact after seeing his outfit that consisted of black shorts, t shirt and blue jacket and even-slippers? She was more worried about him.

The falling snow was dying out, so she took out her notebook, shuffling behind her brother. Writing a note, actually writing a couple questions, she stays silent, making Sans raise an eyebrow, though he makes no comment. 'Aren't you cold? Will you be ok?' Her concern pulls his heartstrings.

"I'll be fine kiddo. The cold goes right through me." He winks, that grin of his returning in full force seeing her smile a bit. "We started off on the wrong foot here. Names Sans. Sans the comedian. What's yours?" He holds out his hand towards her.

With a calculative stare, searching for anymore whoopie cushions or joy buzzers, until hesitantly she places hers in his and shakes, her other hand holding her notebook. "Frisk."

to be continued!

Author Notes: Another chapter done wahoo~ I really like where this one went, we got Sans in, we got to snowdin...kinda. Lol Sans you made poor little Frisk cry, shame on you!

Teehee next chappy is gonna be awesome, because it'll have good ole pappy- boy~ Can't wait! but thats it for now, so thank you guys so much for reading, please feel free to fav/follow/review if you like this series and tchao for now folks~