Flowey and Chara spent the entire night watching Frisk. Flowey knew Chara was there, but he still couldn't see or hear them. He could just...feel when they were there. At around six in the morning, just when the sun came over the horizon, Frisk began to stir. They sat up and stretched with a yawn.

Flowey and Chara both said good morning at the same time. Frisk chuckled and waved good morning to both of them. They rolled out of bed and stretched again, rubbing their feet along the carpet.

"Hey, Frisk. I heard all about what happened yesterday. Sure you don't want to take me to school so I can...show him a little Friendliness?" Flowey said, his eyes going black as white pellets surrounding him.

Frisk squirted him with a water spray bottle, causing him to hiss like a cat. This sent Chara rolling around the air with laughter. "Come on, Frisk! Just a little?" Flowey whimpered.

Frisk firmly shook their head. Flowey pouted and turned away with a huff. He could feel Chara laughing at him. This made him smile a little to himself.

Frisk went to the bathroom to get ready for the day. A few minutes later they were dressed in their favorite purple and blue long sleeved shirt. They put on some black pants and grabbed their backpack before heading downstairs. Toriel was cooking breakfast. Frisk's favorite breakfast.

Frisk sniffed the air and grew a wide smile. They ran to the stove and peered around Toriel. Just as they thought! Birthday cake flavored pancakes!

'Thank you Mom! It's not even my birthday!' Frisk signed excitedly.

Toriel smiled and patted Frisk's head. "It's no trouble at all, my child. I thought I'd make you something special to eat. Go sit down. They'll be ready in a few minutes." Toriel told her child.

Frisk gave her a thumbs up before skipping over to the table and sitting down. They bounced eagerly in their chair.

Five minutes later Toriel shut off the stove and put Frisk's stack of Birthday Pancakes on a plate. She brought it over to them and placed it on their place mat.

"I may not be Sans, but I still would like you to Bone Appetit." Toriel chuckled, earning a giggle from Frisk.

Frisk grabbed their fork and knife. They did a small grace in their head before digging into their breakfast. Toriel patted their head again before leaving the kitchen to go get everyone's things ready for the day.

Chara floated next to Frisk, staring at the pancakes with a longing expression on their face. "...God I miss Mom's Chocolate Pancakes." They groaned.

"Hmm? Did you say something my child?" Toriel asked, poking her head back in.

"W-What?" Chara blinked in shock. They flew in front of Toriel. "M-Mom! Can you hear me?" They said in front of her face. Toriel was looking through them, straight at Frisk, who was shaking their head in answer to Toriel's question.

"..Hmm. I must be imagining things. Make sure you wash up before you get on the bus dear." She commented before walking off.

Chara floated in the same spot as they watched their mother leave, their hand slowly falling back to their side.

"..." They faded away.

Frisk sighed sadly as they watched this event unfold. They'd hug their ghost friend if they could. Frisk silently finished their breakfast before putting the plate in the sink and washing their hands. They grabbed their backpack from the hooks next to the front door and put it on. They got their shoes from the line of shoes on the other side of the door and tied them. They were ready for school!

They opened the front door and left their home. It was a few minutes before the bus pulled up.

The driver was wearing a brooch with a red x painted over the delta rune.

Frisk sighed as they saw that. "Great. This is gonna suck." They thought.

He immediately recognized Frisk as the Monster Ambassador and growled. Just his luck that he'd have to pick up this little shit. He was tempted to just drive past the kid, but knew that if the little fucker squealed about it their 'Monster Mommies' would get him fired. He growled to himself as he opened the doors for them.

"Hurry up you little brat." He huffed.

Frisk rolled their eyes as they got on the bus and sat in the back. Thankfully, the rest of the students on the bus were too busy messing with each other to bother messing with them, making the bus ride blissfully uneventful.

They got off the Bus the moment it stopped at the school. Frisk took a deep breath and stretched. They'd have to remember to either walk home or call someone again. They weren't aware about the conference that would be happening later that day.

"Frisk!" They hear someone shout from their right. They heard the sound of claws on concrete, and for a second thought it was MK coming to greet them.

They turned to greet their friend with a wave, but was surprised to see a child they didn't recognize. He was a blue and black dragon wearing a purple hoodie with the Delta Rune on the front. He had black pants as well, but no shoes. Which was probably his choice, given the talons on his feet.

'Hello. I don't believe we met.' Frisk greeted. They were a little weirded out at first that this stranger knew their name, but reminded themself that they were pretty famous now. Especially among monsters.

The monster smiled at them as he pulled his hands out his hoodie pockets. 'Hang on. I'm still new at this.' He signed in response to Frisk's greeting.

'My name is Shiro! I just moved into this city a couple days ago. It's nice to finally meet you!' Shiro signed to Frisk.

Frisk's eyes sparkled a bit. 'It's always nice to talk to someone who can Sign back!' They signed excitedly.

Shiro smiled happily at those words. 'My Mom insisted I learn. I'm still pretty fresh at it, so I'm not as fluent as you.'

Frisk smiled and held their hand out to the dragon monster. Shiro smiled a big toothy smile and shook their hand.

'Like I said. It's an honor to finally meet you!' Shiro signed after they separated from the handshake.

'Well, Shiro. I've got to get to class. It was nice meeting you. I'll see you later! By the way if you need to figure out where your classes are, head to the front desk! They should have your schedule there!' Frisk signed before they turned away and headed towards the campus.

"Thank you! I'll keep that in mind!" Shiro called after them with a smile. He went to search for the front desk to grab his schedule.

Frisk entered their homeroom class a few minutes ahead of schedule. The class was AP reading. This would've been a decently fun class if it wasn't for the teacher. Which was none other than Linda Anderson. Frisk sighed as they walked to their seat, placing their bag down next to them. Fourth grade was alright. Most of the kids weren't that mean.

A few minutes later, right before the bell rang, the door opened. Frisk was surprised, and honestly a little relieved when none other than Shiro walked in the classroom. The small smile they had dropped when they watched him walk over to Linda. Everyone in the class winced at this, knowing what would happen.

"Hello Mrs. Anderson! I'm Shiro! It's good to meet you!" Shiro greeted happily.

"He won't be saying that for long..." Frisk heard someone whisper from behind them.

"Yes Yes go take your seat." Linda said, not looking away from the smartboard.

Shiro was slightly taken aback at the harshness in her tone. "Okay...could I please see the seating chart?" He asked.

"There's only one empty seat in this entire classroom. Go take sit at that one and quit bothering me." Linda grunted.

Shiro was a little hurt at how harsh Linda was being. He didn't think he did anything wrong in his greeting. "Okay..." He said before turning around to look for the empty seat.

His spirits were lifted when he saw that the empty seat was right next to Frisk, who was waving at him. His smile returned once again. He quickly headed over and sat down. He opened his satchel and pulled out all his stuff. Pencils, A notebook, everything he could need.

As their new friend got everything set up, Frisk stole a glance to Linda, who had still not turned around from what she was doing. They then hesitantly signed a 'Hello' to Shiro.

Shiro saw this and smiled before signing a hello back to them. He wasn't really sure why they seemed so hesitant and nervous about it now.

Frisk had a worried look on their face. They glanced back toward Linda before quickly signing, 'Just whisper' after making sure Linda wasn't looking.

He seemed confused. "I thought you preferred signing?" He whispered.

'It's Complicated,' Frisk signed. They quickly turned back and faced forward when they heard Linda shift. They gestured for Shiro to do the same.

"Alright class. Let's get this fucking over with," Linda huffed.

The class let out a collective sigh. She was in one of her moods again. Shiro looked visibly shocked. He was staring at her with wide eyes. Linda didn't notice this. Or if she did, she didn't care. She started her lesson up, not pacing herself to keep up with kids who were slightly slower.

"This is the AP class. No one should have any trouble here." Would be her response if someone spoke up about it.

Shiro looked over at Frisk, silently asking if this was normal for this class. He received a nod from the child as they got out their papers.

Shiro did his best to push past this abhorrent behavior and pay attention to the lesson. The class droned on and on for what felt like forever. Eventually, Shiro got stuck on one of the questions, and asked Frisk for help. Frisk began to sign to help him out, when Linda saw.

"FRISK! What have I said about flapping your hands around!?" Linda shouted, banging her fist on her desk.

Frisk paled in horror, frozen in place. Linda got up from her desk dramatically and stomped her way over to Frisk. Frisk looked up in fear as the blonde woman loomed over her.

"Frisk. Quiet hands." Linda said. "NOW!" She shouted when Frisk didn't move.

Frisk shook their head.

"NOW FRISK!"

Frisk shook their head again.

Linda slammed her hands on Frisk's desk and glared down at them. "I swear to God you little shit. If you don't do it RIGHT FUCKING NOW I'll give you an F for the rest of the year!" Linda growled in Frisk's face.

Tears streamed down Frisk's face as they brought their hands up and placed them in their lap. They weren't allowed to move them, this made them terrified and extremely uncomfortable.

"E-Excuse me...I'm afraid I don't understand what Frisk did wrong..." Shiro tried to say, attempting to remain as polite as he could.

Linda rolled her eyes. "Typical of a Monster. Of course you don't understand how waving her hands around is incredibly distracting to my class and rude." She scoffed.

Frisk flinched when Linda referred to them as a 'her'. They hated that more than anything. They were a They. What was so hard to understand?! The tears began pouring even more.

"You move your hands from there young lady and I'll get the ruler! The Big one!" Linda growled at Frisk.

Frisk began to sob now, even more tears streaming down their cheeks.

"Hang on! They were just communicating with Sign Language! And what do you mean a ruler!? To my knowledge that kind of punishment has been banned from schools for years now!" Shiro shouted. Any politeness he had was completely gone now. It was replaced by a steadily growing rage.

"Shut up and do your class work Shimo." Linda said with a scoff.

"Absolutely not!" He shouted. He was not able to stop the flames growing in his maw. His mouth cast light whenever he spoke. "This is wrong on so many levels! You have no right to punish Frisk or ANYONE like this! You can't just stop someone from communicating!"

"If she wants to communicate she can talk like a normal human being! If you don't like it then you can get the fuck out of my class! I'll be writing to your mother!" Linda shouted, pointing at the door angrily.

"Oh you'll be hearing from her alright." He grunted. "I'll be sure to tell her all about his."

"Oh I'm so scared. The widdle baby gecko gonna go cwy to mommy lizard." Linda mocked, making crying motions with her hands.

Most of the class were thinking along similar lines at this point. "How is this woman in charge of anything?"

Shiro barely cooled his temper. He stomped over to his desk and angrily grabbed his things. He gave Frisk a look that said "I wish I could help more." Before he left. Frisk nodded at him. That was as much as they could do right now.

Shiro didn't even wait for the door to close before he ran towards the school's office. "Evil fucking bitch. I'll tell the Queen about this entire incident!" He growled as he ran.

As he was moving he failed to see as a certain skeleton stepped out of one of the guidance counselor offices and into his path. He bumped into him and fell over.

The skeleton looked towards him and saw that smoke was billowing out of the sides of his mouth and his nostrils. "Heya kid. You seem pretty steamed about something. Why are you skipping class?" He asked.

Before Shiro was able to stop himself, he shouted out. "Linda's being a bitch!"

"Wow. Can't say I'm surprised. Step into my office, kid. Let's talk about it." Sans said, pushing him inside with blue magic. He went inside right after and closed the door.

"She yelled at Frisk and made them not use their hands and threatened first to fail them if they didn't, then a ruler! Then she kicked me out when I tried to stand up for them!" Shiro screamed a little too loudly for Sans to properly process.

"Uh, kid. You're leaking smoke and flame. Now, calm down, and tell me exactly what happened." Sans said.

Shiro took a deep breath, quelling the flames in his throat, then explaining what happened. As Shiro explained, Sans' eye lights slowly dimmed before his left eye began to burn blue, getting brighter and brighter as Shiro retold everything.

He pushed away from the desk and opened a drawer, grabbing the stress ball and squeezing it furiously. It ripped apart after about a minute. He took a deep breath as he grabbed another item from his desk. Some duct tape.

He stood up and cleared his throat. "Kid. Record everything you just said onto this voice recorder and for extra measure, write it down too. I'm gonna use this later tonight at the conference." Sans said as he slowly walked around the desk, his hands dug into his pockets. "You're free to come to that by the way. Now. I'll be right back." He said darkly before leaving the office.

Shiro began doing everything that the skeleton asked.

Frisk was still crying silently, a sob escaping out of their throat every now and then. They wanted to move their hands so much. But they were so scared. Linda was smirking right at them. She was enjoying disciplining the little brat. She was appalled that none of her so called family ever disciplined her. Not one beating she saw since they've been here. Such terrible parental figures.

Right as Linda was about to resume teaching, the door was thrown open so hard the handle cracked the wall behind it. Many of the students in the classroom, including Frisk, jumped at the sudden loud noise. Everyone looked over to see a certain skeleton standing in the dark doorway, his left eye casting an eerie blue upon himself.

He slowly walked inside the classroom, heading towards Linda's desk. The woman was smirking smugly. He always talked big, but never did anything to back it up.

She felt a presence behind her, almost crawling on her back. Little did she know. It was Chara, wearing her scary face. She couldn't be seen as usual, but with her anger she had a bit more presence.

"I hope you're ready to have a really Bad Time." They spoke directly into Linda's ear before fading.

The smug atmosphere around Linda had dimmed quite a bit because of this, but she was still pretty confident. Sans stopped in front of Linda's desk, eye aflame.

"Heya Linda." He said in perfect monotone. "Howzabout you tell me exactly what this whole Quiet Hands thing is all about!" Sans said, choosing to focus on just that. For now.

Linda's smirk returned. "Oh you dumb little skeleton. I suppose I can tell you but I don't really expect you to be capable of understanding. It's something I enforce on every child that won't stop disrupting my class."

"Oh yeah? Well I've got a better idea." Sans said, his grin widening.

Linda rolled her eyes. "Of course you do. What is i-MMMPH!" Her response was cut off as Sans put five layers of duct tape over her mouth.

"It's called Quiet Mouth. Though you could also call it..." Sans trailed off as he leaned closer to Linda's face. "If you ever say Quiet Hands to another child, especially mine, You'll be getting dentures before your kids leave middle school. Personally though. I like to call it. FUCK YOU!" Sans growled before stomping over to Frisk and picking them up and walking back towards the door.

"They're excused for the rest of the hour!" Sans said before slamming the door.

The class was silent...until: "...Pfft..." that one snicker started the whole class laughing and laughing, Linda able to do nothing but scream her muffled screams for silence.