It was three o'clock in the afternoon. School had let out for the day. MK had run home after saying goodbye to Frisk and Shiro. Most of the other students in the K-5 part of the school were heading home, too. Some had to stay at an after school program called Extended Day.
Frisk and Shiro were called into Sans' office just a few moments before the final bell of the day rang. When they got there, Sans was waiting outside the door, eating a hot dog.
"Heya kids. Hope you aren't dog tired." Sans said, taking a bite of his hot dog. "Because you two are coming to the PTA meeting in an hour."
Frisk giggled at Sans' pun. 'Long as you promise not to harm Mrs. Anderson'
"I only promise not to kill her." Sans said seriously.
Frisk sighed and grumbled a little bit. 'Guess that'll have to work.'
'Why are you so nice to her after what she did? I don't get it. You should be the one clamoring for her to get her ass beat.' Shiro signed to Frisk.
'I'm trying to look past her...discrepancies...because I believe everybody deserves forgiveness.' Frisk signed, glancing to seemingly nothing. 'Everyone.'
Sans had a knowing expression on his face for a few moments. He cleared his and shook his head, clearing it from his wandering train of thought.
"Anyway, kid. Do you have everything I asked you to do earlier today?" Sans asked Shiro.
Shiro nodded and patted his satchel. "Everything is here Dr. Sans."
"Good. Welp. I guess we should get going." Sans said as began leading Frisk and Shiro in the opposite direction of the conference room.
"Uh...Dr. Sans? The Conference Room is back that way?" Shiro said in confusion.
Sans and Frisk shared a snicker. "Don't sweat it, kid. I'm taking us through a shortcut." Sans said as he grabbed Frisk's hand, who in turn grabbed Shiro's.
"Shortcut? What do you mean-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Shiro was cut off as the word turned black around them for a few seconds. They then appeared at the door to the conference room.
'Isn't Sans the coolest?' Frisk signed happily.
"...I think I'm gonna be sick..." Shiro gagged a little.
"Aw come on kid. You act like this is your first time breaking the laws of physics and traveling beyond the realm of time and space." Sans said with a wink.
"I think I'm gonna-HRRK!" He belched a bit of fire.
"Wow kid. You're looking pretty inflamed there. Here, you should probably take this." Sans said as he handed Shiro a magic monster throat lozenge.
Shiro immediately snatched it out of the skeleton's hand and downed it without hesitation. He let out a burp of smoke and groaned in relief. "Ugh...thank you. I thought I was gonna puke up napalm..." He said.
"It would have been a pretty dragstic situation if that had happened." Sans joked.
"...I think I'm gonna be sick again."
Both Sans and Frisk laughed at those words. "Yeah...that one wasn't quite up to my usual par. Guess I should work on my...talont." Sans winked.
Frisk burst into laughter as Shiro groaned. "Welp, as much as I'd like to spend the next hour standing here crackin' jokes, we should probably go inside and wait for everyone to show up." Sans said as he unlocked the door.
He led Frisk and Shiro inside the conference room. Frisk wasn't usually here for the PTA meetings, so this was their first time seeing the room, as well as Shiro's.
It was a decently large room, split up into two main sections. On the right, there was a colored tile floor with a tv hung up on the wall. There were a couple game systems and a shelf filled with movies and books. This was presumably for children who had to come with their parents to these meetings.
The left side of the room had a large table with about ten chairs on each side and one at each head of the table. Twenty two in total.
"Kind of dramatic, don't you think?" Chara commented as they floated next to Frisk.
Frisk shrugged in response.
There was a white board on the far left wall. Someone had written "THINGS TO CUT FROM THE BUDGET" On the top and put a bullet list of things beneath it.
Sans groaned as he looked at this. "When will that idiot realize there's no budget issues..." He grumbled to himself.
"Hey...Dr. Sans? Why does someone want to cut out Vaccinations? Aren't those like...really important?" Shiro asked as he took a random seat.
"Yes they are kid. As for why someone wants to get rid of them? Because that person is stupid and believes everything they read online, even if it's an already proven to be false report of someone saying that vaccines cause Autism." Sans answered as he sat down on the chair on the right hand side from the head of the table.
"...That's stupid." Shiro deadpanned.
"Yeah, I know." Sans sighed.
Frisk walked over to the game stations and turned one on. They're eyes lit up when they saw what game was inside. They ran over to Shiro and dragged him over.
'They have Smash Bros! We gotta play it!' They signed.
Sans watched them as they began playing video games together. He was about to offer to play with them, when his phone vibrated.
He dug it out of his pocket and looked it over. "Heya kids! I need to go do something real quick. Don't leave this room, okay?" Sans called out to the two children.
"Sure thing, Dr. Sans!" Shiro said while Frisk gave the skelebro a thumbs up.
'Please try to be fast, Dunkle Sans.' They signed.
"Of course, kiddo." Sans said with a wink. He got up from the conference table and left the room.
Sans appeared in front of Frisk and Flowey's room a few seconds later. He went inside and looked around for Flowey, finding him at the windowsill, looking out at the sky.
"Okay, weed. You said this was an emergency, so tell me what's up." Sans said.
Flowey turned away from the window and faced Sans. He got right to the point. "A few days ago I decided to make some social media accounts and follow people like that Linda bitch you told me about. Just to see if any bullshit storms start brewing. Anyway, to get to the point, the aforementioned blonde bitch is planning to bring cops to the meeting later today." Flowey told him.
"Thought she would. Thank you for telling me." Sans said. "I have to ask, why didn't you just tell me that in the text message?" The skeleton asked.
"Because...I'm also going to ask you to take me to the meeting." Flowey told Sans.
Sans was silent for a few moments at this. He sighed as he sat down on Frisk's bed. "Flowey..." He started.
"I know I know! Look, I promise to be on my absolute best behavior, I just wanna be there if something goes wrong! I want to do what I can to protect Frisk..." He said.
His stem bent a bit as he looked at the ground. Sans stared at him for a moment before sighing again. "Fine. But no fighting anyone...unless they attack first. In which case, feel free to riddle them with your pellets." Sans said with a wink.
"...I like you more and more every day, Tra-...Sans." Flowey said with a genuine smile.
Sans picked Flowey up before taking a shortcut back to school.
Sans re-entered the conference room about five minutes after he had left, carrying Flowey with him. The skeleton placed the Flowey pot down on the table.
"I'm back." He called to Frisk and Shiro.
They waved at him without turning away from the game. Flowey looked over at them and squealed in shock. "You're playing smash!? I demand to join you!" Flowey screeched, rolling down the table.
Frisk paused the game and turned around. 'You brought Flowey here?!' They signed to Sans, who shrugged in response.
'I don't know whether to be happy or concerned.' Frisk signed as they sighed.
"Well I made him promise not to hurt anyone while he was here. So there's that. Though it probably isn't going to do much." Sans shrugged.
"HEY! It's rude to talk about someone who's listening!" Flowey screeched. "Forget about all that! Let's play smash already! I'm gonna wreck both you and the blue dragon boy!" Flowey said confidently.
"Doubtful!"
"HAH!"
"You kids have fun. I'm gonna catch up on some sleep. Wake me up when people start showing up. Or if I start catching fire. That's a thing that can happen." Sans said before immediately passing out.
The three of them began playing Smash together for the next hour. It was amazing that Sans slept through their laughing and screaming.
Around an hour later, People began entering the room. The first person to arrive was Toriel. As the principal of the school, she wanted to set the best example. She was a little surprised to find Sans asleep in his usual chair with Frisk, Flowey, and the blue dragon boy she had met a few days ago.
"Greetings, children. The meeting will begin soon, so please turn down the volume of your game!" Toriel called to the kids.
Frisk gave Toriel a thumbs up before lowering the volume. "Frisk, should we pay attention to the meeting or just ignore it and keep playing?" Flowey asked.
'Depends on what's said. Though I've heard from Brad that things get pretty funny to watch. Sans apparently likes roasting people, especially Mrs. Anderson.' Frisk signed.
"...We have to watch that." Flowey and Shiro said at the same time.
'I agree.' Frisk signed.
"Me too!" Chara added excitedly, even though Frisk was the only one who heard them.
Toriel shook Sans awake. "Mmm...not now Doctor Grillby...I wanna another burger..." Sans mumbled in his sleep.
Toriel giggled a bit at this and rolled her eyes. "Sans, it's time to get up, dear." She said gently.
Sans sat up after a few more moments of this. "Huh? Oh...hey Tori...time for the meeting already?" Sans asked.
"Yes, yes it is. Everyone else will be here any minute." Toriel told him.
Sans stretched out and yawned. "M'kay. Guess I should stay awake, then." He said as he rested his head on his hand.
One by one every member of the PTA arrived, except Linda. Today was a healthy mix of teachers and parents. There were 18 people today not including the kids.
The last person to enter was an overweight human male that smelled of alcohol. He was wearing jean shorts and a shirt that barely covered his beer belly. He was in a grouchy mood, because he was forced to throw out the can of beer he was drinking just a bit ago before he could enter the conference room. Everyone had their own reaction of annoyance when he made himself known.
"Huh? Where's the food that's usually here?" He asked when he spotted the empty table on the side of the room.
"Today's meeting was rather rushed and we didn't have much time to prepare food in advance." Toriel answered.
Frank's mood soured even more as he stomped over to an empty chair, grumbling to himself the entire time. "Now that everyone is seated we can get started." Toriel said gently.
"I'd like to tackle the issue with the chocolate milk." A plump lady with red hair said. She had on an orange sweater with blue pants.
"What issue, Donna?" Sans said with an eye roll.
"The cafeteria needs to either charge a dollar each for extra milk or stop it all together! They're making my Jasmine gain weight!" Donna said, crossing her arms.
"Yeaaaah! It's totally the low fat milk that's been proven to be good for you that is making your child gain weight!" Sans said. "It's not like you shove five Twinkies into her bag each day or anything." He said sarcastically.
"I...you...Ugh!" Donna said, throwing her hands up in exasperation.
"Does anyone have a real problem we need to talk about, or can we get to something on the list?" Sans asked everyone.
Multiple people began speaking at once, causing Toriel to call for silence. "We're in a school, so how about everyone who has something to talk about raises their hand?" Toriel said gently.
Over half the people present raised their hands. Sans slammed his face into the table with a groan. Toriel sighed at this and resisted the urge to facepalm.
"Okay...let's go one at a time. Helen, I believe you raised your hand first." Toriel said gently.
"Yes yes thank you." Helen said, waving her hand dismissively to Toriel. "Now, I think it's high time we've done something about the vaccine problem." She said.
Sans groaned into the table, where his face was still pressed against.
"What's the problem with the vaccines?" Toriel asked Helen.
"The Vaccines are the problem." Helen said confidently.
She was met with multiple facepalms across the board. "How many times do I have to tell you how stupid you are? Vaccines don't cause autism!" Sans growled at Helen.
"Shame there's no vaccine for stupidity." Chara said to Frisk, causing them to snort.
"She's brought this up before?" Toriel asked Sans.
"Only when you can't make it to the meetings. She thinks when you're gone, she's in charge and gets to decide things." Sans grumbled.
"That's...not how it works." Toriel said, her eye twitching.
"Well if you are all done talking about me when I'm right here, I can prove it to you!" Helen said, slamming the table. "Look at this post! There's a study that proves that Vaccines can cause Autism! I don't know about you, but I don't want my child to be autistic if I can help it!" Helen shouted, waving her phone around at everyone.
"...That post is from Click Hole..." One of the parents said, causing the person next to them to snicker.
"So what?!" Helen shouted at the parent.
"Click Hole is a satire site..." The parent said with an eye roll.
"Shut up Gloria!" She screeched.
"Nah. If someone else didn't speak up this meeting would've become even more of a Hellen hole Then it already is." Gloria shrugged.
"Hah! Nice." Sans laughed.
Helen sat back down and crossed her arms. Her face was red with embarrassment and anger. Toriel cleared her throat after this.
"Ahem...moving on. Gloria? I believe you had something to say." Toriel said, giving the floor to the Hispanic mother.
"Yes. My son wants to participate in the play, but it's come to my attention that the drama teacher won't let him wear a dress, which is vital for his part if I'm correct." Gloria said.
"That is rather confusing. I don't see the problem with him wearing a Dress." Toriel said. "Especially if it's important for the role he needs to play."
"It's also come to my attention that the drama teacher both allows AND encourages his classmates to bully him because of this." Gloria said.
"...Sans, who is the drama teacher again? Please remind me." Toriel asked the skeleton.
"I believe her name is Alexa Harris?" Sans said.
"This school no longer requires her services." Toriel said to him and the rest of the board.
"You're firing her? Really? Over this?" Helen said. "Don't you think that's a little extreme?"
"Gloria just informed me that Ms. Harris was inciting children to be violent to another child simply because he wanted to wear a dress. Of course I'm going to fire her." Toriel deadpanned.
"How do you know Gloria didn't just make it up? Honestly you monsters are-" Before Helen could say anything more, Sans cut her off.
"Because unlike you Helen, Gloria is a trustworthy person, isn't stupid, and actually cares about the well being of her child." Sans said.
While the adults talked, Shiro was showing off his fire breath at the request of Frisk, they had never met a true fire breather. MK could, sure, but he wasn't very proficient. 'How long can you keep the flame up?' They asked. In response, the dragon let out a foot long stream of flame, catching the eye of one of the more...stupid, pta members.
"Jesus Christ is that little shit trying to kill us?!" Frank yelled as he leaped out of his seat.
"What's wrong, Frank?" Sans asked with a groan.
"Fucking look!" He shouted as he pointed towards the kids.
"You do know Monster fire doesn't actually burn things unless the caster wants it to, right?" Sans said. "Also I'd appreciate it if you'd stop swearing in front of children."
"Yeah Shut the fuck up!" Flowey shouted.
"See? You're already corrupting one of them with foul language! How could you?!" Sans said with an overly dramatic expression.
"Say whatever magic shit you want, that's fire! And fire fucking burns shit!" He screamed, "Is someone going to stop him?!"
"No. Because Monster Fire doesn't burn unless the caster wills it, as Sans just told you." Toriel sighed. She threw a small fireball at Gloria, who held it without trouble.
She bounced it around in her hands, showing off to Frank.
"...That's still freaky." Frank said as he sat back down.
"Now that that's over, let's get back to what we were talking about. I put out a schoolwide poll to everyone in the student body, and the majority of them said yes to the fundraiser for children's hospital." Toriel said.
Most of the people present had positive reactions to this. Others were indifferent.
"I think we should do a Bake Sale. Bake Sales are a classic." Gloria said.
"As long as we don't let Linda bring any of her lemon bars." Sans said.
For once, everybody agreed with him.
"So, is everyone fine with the bake sale?" Toriel asked everybody.
No one objected, so she got up and wrote bake sale on the white board.
"We can get Muffet to tutor any kids that want to learn directly how to do this." Toriel said as she thought to herself. She went back to her seat.
"Alright, fundraiser taken care of. Now, let's get to the next order of-"
Toriel was cut off by the door being kicked open. Everyone looked over to the door when this happened. Standing in the doorway was Linda and two police officers. Both monsters.
"So which one-"
"THE MIDGET FUCKING SKELETON!" Linda screeched, jabbing a finger at Sans.
"Sup?" He said with an uninterested wave.
Toriel facepalmed with a sigh. "Sans...what did you do?"
"I'm pretty sure the video of it's gone viral now." Sans said with a shrug. He looked it up on his phone before he passed it to Toriel.
"Great. The she devil is here." Someone huffed.
One of the officers walked over to Sans. "Sir...this woman has told us you physically harmed her in front of her class." The cat monster said.
"Oh, officer, have I got a story for you." Sans said before waving Shiro over. "Hand the officer all the stuff, kid." He said with a wink.
Shiro nodded and got everything out from his satchel and handed it to the police officer. Flowey rolled over in his wheeled pot. "Hey! Hey! There's also a video of what happened before Sans showed up to the classroom. Somebody recorded it." Flowey said, taking Frank's phone since it was the closest one to him.
"HEY!"
Flowey ignored him as he pulled up the video. It showed the entire quiet hands situation and every harsh word Linda said.
The cat monster stood up and cleared his throat. "Greg! Cuff her!"
The other monster nodded. "With pleasure." He said as he cuffed Linda.
"What the fuck?! YOU PIECES OF SHIT! I SHOULD'VE KNOWN PATHETIC MONSTERS WOULD SIDE WITH THEIR OWN INSTEAD OF DOING THE JUST THING!"
Everyone covered their ears as Linda screeched and thrashed in the police officer's grip. He moved her out of the room and shut the door. Her screaming could still be heard through the wall.
The cat monster walked up to Toriel. "Ma'am, are you aware of what Mrs. Anderson has been doing to your child?" He asked Toriel.
Toriel grew a very concerned looked. "No, I am not." She answered honestly.
Frisk looked away and took an interest in the floor.
The cat monster policeman told Toriel everything that he was aware of Linda having done. How she treats her students, how she acts in class, how she verbally and physically abused Frisk on a potentially day to day basis.
With every word he said, Toriel's face slowly grew more and more horrified.
"Do you wish to press charges, Ma'am?" He asked the principal.
Toriel stared ahead, her hands over her muzzle. "...Every fiber of my being wishes to say yes, but...I suppose I shall leave it up to Frisk. They were the one that was wronged the most." She said, trying her best to keep a strong expression on her face, but it was clear to the ones that knew her she was starting to blame herself.
The policeman walked over to Frisk who was standing by themself now. He knelt down to their level. "Well? Do you want to press charges against Linda Anderson, kid?" He asked gently.
Frisk slowly shook their head. 'I don't want to get her arrested...she has children...' Frisk signed.
"Kid...are you sure? What she did is pretty bad. Are you sure you just want to let her off like this?" The cat monster asked.
Frisk was silent for a few more moments before they nodded. 'Yes...besides. Maybe this will get her to see the error in her ways!' Frisk signed hopefully.
Frisk's family and friends look at them with smiles. The cat monster chuckled and patted their head. "You're a good kid." He said before getting up and nodding to everyone in the room before leaving.
The rest of the meeting was rather uneventful compared to what had already transpired.
It was about five in the afternoon when everyone returned home. Frisk carried Flowey through the door. They were telling him how proud they were that he behaved himself.
His petals turned pink and he looked away. "S-Shut up! I was just...keeping my end of the bargain!" He grunted.
Sans chuckled and ruffled Flowey's petals a bit. "Sheesh, weed. You're such a tsundere."
Flowey's petals flushed from pink to a dark red. "GAAAAAAAAAAA!" He screeched before burrowing all the down into his pot.
Sans couldn't help but laugh at the flower's expense. Frisk rolled their eyes and carried Flowey up to their room. They entered the room and placed Flowey on the desk. He slowly poked himself out of the pot and grumbled a bit.
"I'm going to play Skyrim now." He said as he poked vines out to the keyboard and mouse.
'I'll leave you to it.' Frisk signed. They walked to their bed and crashed out on it.
They had a long day and were looking forward to this nap for the past few hours.
Toriel and Undyne were talking in the kitchen, most likely about Linda. Sans didn't want to eavesdrop so he went to one of the family rooms and laid on the couch. He flipped the tv onto a cartoon channel and laid there for a bit. Eventually he began to feel a little tired as well.
"Eh...nap can't hurt. Guess I'll snooze for a bit." He said as he laid his head on the arm rest and closed his eye sockets.
Back with Toriel and Undyne. "I don't know if I'll fire her. I mean, I want to and I probably should, but Frisk didn't want to press charges on her, and I feel like they wouldn't want her fired, either. Regardless, she isn't coming to school tomorrow, so I need to find a sub for that class." Toriel sighed.
"If you're going to leave the decision of firing Linda up to Frisk, you should talk to them about it whenever you get the chance. Though if you ask me, even if the kid wants her to stay on, you should only tolerate her for so much longer." Undyne said.
Toriel nodded. "Yes...I think a three strike situation shall do fine." Toriel said.
The night continued without much incident. Dinner was happy and fun unlike last night, and the whole incident was behind them. Frisk would have to deal with Bryan in the morning, but they had friends and family to back them up. They were filled with determination.
Sans walked through the room, hands in his pockets as usual. "This room is really long. Ain't it supposed to be the school's supply closet?" He said to himself as he kept going.
The room was really dark. It was Dark.
Darker.
Yet Darker.
As Sans continued forward, a shining white hand launched out of the darkness and grabbed him. His left eye lit up blue from his shock.
"W-What the hell?!" He grunted, trying to pull away.
Another hand grabbed his other side and a face he swore he recognized slowly materialized in front of him. It clicked in his mind.
"It...it can't be..."
The face of the long forgotten man loomed over Sans, almost melting on top of him.
"👍︎✌︎ ︎ ✡︎ ︎🕆︎ ︎ ︎✌︎ ︎ 💣︎ ︎✍︎ ✋︎🕯︎💣︎ 💧︎❄︎✋︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎✏︎ ✋︎ 💧︎❄︎✋︎ ︎ ︎ ︎✠︎✋︎💧︎❄︎✏︎ 🏱︎ ︎ ︎✌︎💧︎ ︎📪︎ 💧︎ ︎ ︎✏︎ ✡︎ ︎🕆︎ ︎✌︎✞︎ ︎ ❄︎ ︎ ︎ ︎💣︎ ︎💣︎👌︎ ︎ ︎ 💣︎✡︎ ︎✌︎👍︎ ︎✏︎"
Sans eyes were completely blank as he heard the familiar tone and accent of...him
"You're alive?" Sans mumbled in absolute shock, tears streaming down his face. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry!" Sans said as he reached out his hand to the figure's face.
"It's all my fault!" Sans cried.
Sans shot up in his bed, both eyes blue. "DAD!" He shouted. He looked around the room, for a second forgetting where he was.
The memories of the previous day slowly came back. He fell back into his bed with a sigh and groaned.
"Can't I just catch a mother fucking break?"
