Sunday 12/7/2020 6:00 PM

"I have places to go"

"Oh" Toriel looked at Frisk

"Well if you have a family you'd best be back to them. I'm sure there very worried"

Frisk looked pretty depressed at this point.

"I'll just go"

He looked at the city that stood in the shadow of

"I only have 15 hours" His voice trailed off

"Bye Mom"

And he walked down the path that led down the hill from the top of the mountain and out of sight.

Monday 13/7/2020 6:00 AM

Beep Bee-. Frisk slammed his alarm clock quiet. He was back here again. Same house Same city. Even after the weekend. Still the same place. He weighed his options. He could flee as there were still 3 hours to when his parents woke up. He could also STAY and hope for the best. Meeting monsters under a mountain was very unbelievable. Even kids would doubt it. Even so, it was his only option. Every time he ran they found him, someway, somehow. The furthest they let him run without intervention was the hole at the top 3 days ago. That however may have been for a reason.

Suddenly the door knocked so hard it nearly flew of its handles.

"FRISK, OPEN THIS DAM, DOOR NOW" Instinctively Frisk leapt to his feet and unlocked the door as it literally flew open. In the doorway stood...nobody? He poked his head through to check if his parents had played some kind of trick on him. BIG mistake. The door slammed shut on his head with a sickening crunch. As Frisks' vision went blurry from the pain his father materialized seeming out of nowhere. "You really think we're that stupid" he sneered, one hand clutched into a fist and the other holding down the door on Frisks' head to prevent him from escaping. "You though we wouldn't noticed if you just vanished for the weekend . Well in a moment I bet you'll wish your dead you ungrateful brat." He opened the door to slam again. "This is going to hurt a lot"

Monday 13/7/2020 3:00 PM

The school bell rung signalling the end of school. Frisk stumbled home in the snow. The day had been like, well school? What else was there to say. He walked along the snowed out road clutching his books in one arm and his pencil case in the other when suddenly. "Heya kid"

If Frisks ankles weren't half broken he would have jumped 10 metres into the air. Sans the skeleton was standing in the snow ahead of Frisk looking a car whiz past. "Huh" He said still concentrating on the car "Snowy, must have snowed overni- what the hell happened to you.

Frisk looked up oh, just school. You did have that in the Underground, right? "Yeah we did" Sans said his grin unchanging (Probably because as a skeleton he couldn't change it) "But schools didn't beat us up like that what happened?" Frisk walked past Sans staring at the ground again.

"Nothing really, I'm fine it's not like schools got a bone to pick with me I just fell hard that's all" "Well I'll take your word for it this time" He looked doubtfully at Frisk. "Just don't Papyrus see you like that; he'll have a rib attack. He's had enough changes going on, a skele-ton of changes, Sans winked at frisk and walked around a curve waved and was out of sight.

Frisk continued towards his home. One day he would have to tell the truth but now he had to face the problem himself. Sans and the others didn't need to worry about him now. The surface would need adjusting to. Right now, the snow was falling, and the wind swirled the snow around his ankles as Frisk walked home. Despite everything the beautiful scenery was appreciated.

Frisk looked up at now snow-capped peak of as winter approached and was filled with.

DETERMINATION.