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FIRST DAY OF HIGH SCHOOL
Frisk walked in Grillby's, now ran by Fuku, hurriedly put on her work uniform and went to the kitchen to work on customer orders. Fuku was running the cash register while Naomi was doing the dishes. It was just the three of them and together they ran that business. At the end of the day, Fuku rolled out cash and paid her two friends.
"Thanks again guys for working here. I know it's not easy, but it helps take our minds off of things," thanked Fuku.
She still felt guilty about what her late father did to these poor girls. She constantly battles with herself, telling herself that she is innocent because she did not know what her father did. He was sneaky and a masterful liar. So she really shouldn't be beating herself up over what he did. But she can't help it. She feels the guilt, worry, and shame. Frisk can see what it's doing to Fuku. She knows how she feels. Frisk put a hand on Fuku's shoulder, Naomi put her hand on Fuku's other shoulder.
"Heh, thanks guys. I'm sorry I couldn't stop what happened from happening," quietly sobbed Fuku.
Her tears were green molten lava. Frisk handed her napkins.
"Really Fuku. It's been almost a year since it happened and Frisk and I never held you responsible for what that sick man did. You should feel great you were able to save us from starvation!" chirped Naomi.
Fuku giggled some.
"I guess you're right. I just wish I could take it all away. I know Frisk could stop herself from experiencing that at all, but if she did, then you wouldn't be here with us right now," warmly smiled Fuku.
"That's why Frisk is our new best friend! She's so selfless and brave and all around wonderful!" smiled Naomi as she hugged Frisk tightly.
"I owe you my life!" said Naomi.
Frisk didn't know what to say. It took going through hell and back to obtain a job and friends, but she did it. She couldn't ask for better friends. Life was even better now that Sans enrolled Frisk into the high school in the capital rather than Snowdin's high school. The one in the capital is expensive, but worth it since people that go there are guaranteed a life of success and happiness. It just means Frisk will have to work everyday after school with her friends. At least she'll be able to walk to and from school with them as well as to work. It will be quite a journey, but a fun one at best.
"I can't believe we're all going to the same high school together! We HAVE to start a club. But what should it be about?" asked Fuku.
Frisk had an idea but felt timid to say it. She felt it was a weird idea for people their age to even think about.
"I'm not really sure. The only thing I can think of is art critiquing and fashion discussions," nervously chuckled Naomi.
"Hmm."
Fuku and Naomi turned to face Frisk. Frisk went flush since she's never had friends turn to her like this because they wanted to. She's had the whole underground turn to her like this before because they had to. Since Flowey had stolen the human souls and apparently a 10 year old child would be enough to defeat a flower on steroids. Their theory was false since she died over and over and over again until she tired of trying and just decided to live underground with the monsters. So this was familiar yet different, given the circumstances.
"Uh-uhm, well...I did have an idea...b-but it's kinda weird?" nervously said Frisk.
"Are you gonna tell us?" asked Fuku.
Sans glanced at the clock in the house.
"Huh, she's late. She's never late. Guess I'll swing by Grillby's and see if she's still there. I swear one day she's gonna give me a nonexistent heart attack," Sans mumbled to himself.
He slipped on his fluffy pink slippers and his fuzzy blue jacket and walked to Grillby's. He peeked inside and saw the girls sitting at a table talking. He smiled. Then he shivered.
"I'm going inside and ordering a bottle of ketchup with a side of relish," Sans decided.
Chime!
The girls turned to see Sans walking in. Frisk looked at her phone and felt guilty.
"Sans I'm so sorry! We were talking about forming a school club and I was about to share my idea for it," apologized Frisk.
She felt herself blush as she noticed how handsome Sans was when he had his hoody over his skull. He looked so chill. She looked down in embarrassment. Sans waved a hand, dismissing it.
"Don't worry about it. Can I get a bottle of ketchup and a side of relish please? I think I'll hang in here until Frisk decides to come home," said Sans.
"Sure thing, I'll be right back," answered Fuku.
A few seconds later Fuku came back with a bottle of ketchup and a cup with relish in it. Sans took a seat next to Frisk and began drinking the ketchup.
"So what was your idea, Frisk?" asked Fuku.
"Well, I want to form a club that will teach survival tactics. Fool proof ways to ensure you live another day. I'm the only one in the whole underground who knows how to reset, save, and load. No one else has this power. The least I can do is teach what I've learned. We could even add in art and fashion," said Frisk.
Sans was shocked that Frisk thought of something so mature unlike what most 15 year old girls would think of. Naomi had stars in her eyes. She idolized Frisk. Has been since Frisk and Fuku saved her. Some would say she has a crush on Frisk. Sans was enjoying himself by observing Frisk and how she interacted with her friends. He has never seen her act this way with any other female monster she had befriended before. Then he realized these were her first real friends. Their friendship with her had no strings attached. For a second he felt sad that she went 5 years without real friendship until he realized he should be happy for her that she finally found true friendship. He knew he and Frisk were friends, but not on this level. Oh how he wanted to be on that level of friendship with Frisk. The sad thing is he knew to build friendships, it requires spending time together, and right now they don't have much time as it is and once school starts, they will only have time to say good night to each other and good morning. The thought almost made him cry in front of them. He decided it would be best if they sold the house and rented an apartment in the capital.
"Hey Frisk, I was thinking about selling the house and getting us an apartment in the capital. The cheapest would be about 200 gold per month. That would be perfect so we don't have to work ourselves down to the bone and still worry about our next meal," said Sans to Frisk as they were sitting down at the dinner table.
Frisk looked up at Sans with stuffed cheeks, then she slowly looked back down at her plate of ravioli. He was right. They were both working so hard to pay the bills, but this was their first real meal in a long time. It's been over a year since they sat down like this and ate almost good food. There were days where they went without. She almost teared up thinking about how she spent 40 days eating scraps when she and Naomi were held hostage. That was a difficult time indeed. She and Naomi ended up losing a lot of weight because of it, but while Naomi regained her nutrients, Frisk still looked really skinny. She wasn't skin over bones yet, but it was getting close to that. Sans saw he indirectly caused her to remember her confinement in Grillby's and suddenly felt like a jerk. He wasn't trying to make her remember, he just wanted her to know what he was planning to do. She's still a minor so of course she would have to come along or somehow find somewhere else to stay, but she loved living with Sans. Before Papyrus moved out and the bills were getting paid, Frisk and Sans had time to actually spend time together. Frisk and Papyrus would cuddle in a blanket in the living room and get giddy when Sans read them books and sometimes made up his own stories which sometimes resulted in the brothers tickling Frisk. There were many nights where the three of them slept together in the living room and just snuggled close and gave each other warmth. The order would go Papyrus on the left, Frisk in the middle, and Sans on the right. When her 12th birthday hit, she started to develop and become mature. That was when Sans blushed whenever he looked at her. She would tease him by wearing some of the skimpy clothing Mettaton NEO bought her and waved her hips around whenever she walked. Papyrus knew what she was doing and would snicker to himself and get hyped for his older brother's reaction. When Sans' face turned bright blue, Papyrus lost it.
"So Frisk. Is that okay with you? You'll be closer to your school and friend Naomi's house. Fuku still lives in Snowdin of course but you'll still see her since you and Naomi work for her," asked Sans.
His voice helped pull Frisk back to the present. She began to tear up a little bit.
"Yeah, that's fine. C-could we invite Papyrus and his wife over sometime and have them over for sleep overs and dinners?" asked Frisk as she wiped her nose on her napkin.
Sans sighed.
"So that's what she was thinking about. Thank God," thought Sans.
"I don't see why not, kiddo," smiled Sans.
That lifted Frisk's spirits up a whole lot. Sans opened a shortcut portal, walked through it, and came back holding a for sale sign. He walked out to the yard and put it in the ground.
"Usually houses don't sell well around here, but they do eventually end up being sold. We don't have to wait for the house to be sold to get the apartment since the apartment isn't expensive," said Sans.
"So when are we moving?" asked Frisk.
"Hmm. My next day off is Sunday, which is in two days. You start school tomorrow right? Did you get yourself school supplies like I reminded you to?" asked Sans.
"Yep! It's all in my backpack upstairs in my room," answered Frisk.
"Oh crap. I need to tell her about the room situation. Nah, it'll be good to see her freaked out reaction," thought Sans as he chuckled a little bit into his ketchup bottle.
Frisk hugged Sans goodnight and went to bed. When her alarm sounded, she woke up and saw Sans in her face!
"Agh!" shouted Frisk as she fell off her bed.
"Hey Frisk! Good morning! Guess what!" excitedly said Sans.
"W-w-w-what?" asked Frisk, still trying to slow her heart beat.
"My job was over staffed today so I got the day off! So I get to help you pick out a school outfit and eat breakfast with you," said Sans.
Frisk went from feeling freaked out to feeling excited.
"Really?! Oh wow that's so cool! This has got to be a good omen," said Frisk.
"What do you think about this pink checkered top with this denim blue skirt? Oh, and these black leggings. You should totally wear this skeleton choker, and put these bobby pins in your hair to pull the sides out of your face," said Sans.
Frisk didn't know Sans knew the latest style but somehow he did and she approved.
"Okay, daddy-o," said Frisk, chuckling.
"Daddy-o?" Sans muttered to himself.
"I don't like her thinking of me as a dad or any type of family member. I want her to think of me as a man..." thought Sans.
Frisk does think of Sans as a man but is worried he thinks of her like a daughter or niece. If only someone said something to each other! Ugh! After Frisk put on her outfit Sans had picked out for her, she stood in front of the full length mirror in her room and marveled at how Sans seemed to know what would look good on her. Not just good. She looked like a model! Sans was proud of himself for knowing Frisk so well. He was even more proud of Frisk for looking so darn good anyway. He caught himself before he started drooling.
"You look great, kiddo. How about some funny shaped pancakes?" offered Sans.
Frisk's face lit all the way up. She loved pancakes but even more so when they were shaped funny.
"I love you so much!" squealed Frisk.
She hugged Sans so tight, he blushed from not only the physical contact but because her breasts were pressing against his ribs.
"N-no problem kid, hehehehehe!" nervously laughed Sans.
Frisk let go and hopped downstairs while saying "bun bun bun bun". He just smiled even more at her adorableness. When he made it downstairs, Frisk was in the kitchen getting out the instant pancake mix, sprinkles, and whipped cream. She counted everything, scratched her head in thought, snapped her fingers in realization and took out the strawberries. Chara's spirit appeared, which made Sans worry and feel fear. Those red eyes. He knows them well. Then, he wondered if it was Frisk who he fought in the one timeline. Genocide only happened once in this world he lives in. Sans came from another dimension where Genocide was the norm. When he came to this dimension, he was leery of this Frisk at first. But she was so different from the other Frisk. First off, she was 10 years old when she showed up. And she only did the genocide route once. Then she did a pacifist neutral a few times before giving up and deciding to live the rest of her human life underground. But the ghost of Chara is something he's never seen before.
"She was possessed by this ghost child thing!" thought Sans.
"What do you think Chara? Is it missing anything?" innocently asked Frisk.
"Humm...needs chocolate!" innocently replied Chara.
Sans walked in the kitchen, his eye glowing.
"Sans? What's wrong?" asked Frisk.
Chara looked at Sans with an unamused facial expression.
"What's your deal smiley trashbag?" asked Chara.
"Chara! That wasn't very nice," scolded Frisk.
"Chara? As in Chara Dreemurr? The King and Queen's adopted child who died all those years ago?" asked Sans.
"Duh," replied Chara.
"Were you the one responsible for the mass genocide?" growled Sans.
"What, you think little miss cute and innocent could do such a thing by herself? I was simply trying to get home, but at the time I still held a grudge towards monsters since Asriel betrayed me. I possessed Frisk and committed genocide. Don't feel too upset. I killed all the humans too. But when Frisk pleaded with me and gave me her soul, I realized I was wrong to do what I did. So I let Frisk keep her soul, reset everything, and let her do what she wanted. When I watched her try to leave when Omega Flowey stood in her way and saw her die over and over again, I asked her what was she going to do. I thought for sure she was going to just kill Flowey. But instead, she laughed and said 'I guess this is my new home now Chara. Time for me to say hi to my new family'. I've lived inside her and got to experience everything she did. I lost my edge. I couldn't hurt a fly now even if I wanted to," said Chara.
Frisk smiled at Chara and Chara smiled warmly at Frisk.
"Sorry for calling you Smiley Trashbag. I have a tendency to try and act tough sometimes. Being nice is new for me," apologized Chara.
Now Sans had seen it all. The fallen child who he once knew only of as a demon that possessed Frisk, is now a pacifist and had apologized to him. He didn't know how to respond. He looked at the time.
"Looks like we gotta start making those funny shaped pancakes," said Sans.
Frisk clapped her hands excitedly.
"You go ahead and sit down. I don't want you to ruin your pretty outfit. It would be a bonesaster if you got it dirty," winked Sans.
Frisk giggled and Chara smiled but rolled her eyes at his pun. He really did seem different. Despite having the same features as Frisk, Chara was undoubtedly a young man. You can tell when you see the strong bone facial features in the face and jawline, broad shoulders and an all around muscular build.
It made Sans feel jealous.
"Why do I feel jealous? Chara is a ghost! He'll phase right through her if he were to even try to touch her. That's why he possessed Frisk to begin with. So he could carry out the genocide to begin with," thought Sans.
The thought of Chara trying anything regardless of phasing through still upset Sans. Chara saw there was something bothering Sans, and with his newfound happiness and calm nature, he decided to reach out to Sans.
"Hey man, what's wrong?" asked Chara.
"Nothing," Sans said in a low tone.
"Come on, it's just me. You can tell me whatever's on your rib cage," smiled Chara.
Chara's innocent smile didn't sit well with Sans. It was too unreal and even though it was genuine, it felt weird to see an innocent face on someone who he unknowingly stared at multiple times while murdering it and being murdered back.
"If I told you, you would think I'm weird and laugh," said Sans.
He was now putting the toppings on top of the pancakes. He was surprised when Chara's hand grabbed his.
"He's not phasing through me?" thought Sans.
"I promise I won't laugh," genuinely promised Chara.
Sans decided to avoid anything about Frisk and say something else.
"I guess I was just wondering something kinda stupid. If you can grab things and pick things up, why did you have to possess Frisk to begin with? You could have killed without her body," asked Sans.
Chara knew he was dodging whatever was really on his mind, but decided to roll with it, let the trust build up and let Sans open up in his own time. Chara sighed a little.
"It's not something I like to remember since at that time I was really messed up. But I will let you know why. Before Frisk fell, and before Asriel and I died, I had the power to reset. When I died willingly, Asriel absorbed my soul and we became a new being together. The new being took my body to the surface and humans started attacking. Asriel was the one who held back the being from attacking them and fled back underground and the being died. Because we died as a fused being, my powers were gone. Alphys came to the Ruins and injected the only golden flower that grew at the time. I was buried right underneath that soil, and Asriel's essence was on that flower. She left. Asriel woke up as Flowey and had my powers. When Frisk fell underground and Flowey called my name, I was able to move freely as a spirit. So I took over Frisk's body since she had the power to reset. If I had tried killing without using her, she would have just reset over and over until I got tired of trying," explained Chara.
It all made sense when Chara explained.
"I see. Thanks for not thinking I was dumb for wondering," said Sans.
Chara gently let go of Sans' hand and smiled warily.
"No problem, Sans," said Chara.
Chara sat at the table next to Frisk and they began joking around.
"If Chara was inside Frisk this whole time, why is he now showing himself? Or maybe he only shows up when he thinks they are alone," thought Sans.
He put his money on the second option. Given how Chara was rude at first indicates that Chara didn't yet feel ready to reveal himself in front of anyone yet. Sans decided he would let himself relax. Chara wasn't a threat anymore. When Sans came out of the kitchen holding their plates, Frisk's mouth over watered, causing Sans and Chara to laugh. Chara grabbed a napkin off the table and gently wiped Frisk's face with it.
"You silly girl. Haven't I told you to try and be more girly?" teased Chara.
When he was done wiping her face, she stuck her tongue out at him which he just laughed at and rubbed her head playfully. Sans' nonexistent heart stung with pain and he felt jealous again.
"How dare he do that to Frisk! I wanted things to always just be me and Frisk! He's just a lame third wheel. Oh there are bones about it!" furiously thought Sans.
Chara normally isn't so playful with Frisk. He is acting like this to get Sans to come clean about how he feels about Frisk. Once Sans comes clean, Chara will be able to go on towards the light and he will finally be able to rest in peace. Sans set a plate in front of Frisk, one in front of Chara, and his plate in front of himself. Frisk and the two men said grace and they dug in.
"Mmm! The chocolate really makes it sweet!" teared up Chara.
"The strawberries really make a sweet contrast with how warm and somewhat gooey the pancakes are!" teared up Frisk.
Sans sweatdropped.
"If Chara was alive, one might think they were twin siblings with how much they look alike and act," thought Sans.
That made Sans wonder if they were somehow related.
"Chara, did you have any siblings, or were you an only child?" asked Sans.
"I was a middle child. Total of 10 kids, me being the 5th. Why?" asked Chara.
"I was just thinking, you and Frisk look and act so much alike, you guys might be related somehow!" said Sans.
Chara had not thought or considered this. But when he thought about it and looked at Frisk, it wasn't that far off a theory. His siblings could have fallen in love and had children of their own. The timespan of when the other humans fell down and died was exactly a decade and Frisk fell down when she was 10.
"What were your siblings names? And what was your last name before Asgore and Toriel adopted you?" asked Sans.
"My last name before I fell was Pines. I had two brothers and seven sisters. My brother's names are Billy and Joe. My sister's names are Brandy, Nancy, Mandy, Candy, Franny, Mabel, and Sandy," said Chara.
Sans, looking like he hit the jackpot, turned to look at Frisk expectantly.
"Do any of those names ring a bell Frisk?" asked Sans.
"Well, yes. My mother's name is Mabel Garcia. I never knew her maiden name was Pines ," said Frisk.
Chara was feeling mixed emotions. For one, he was feeling anguish and extreme guilt since he might have made his niece commit murder. The other half was feeling joy if she is his niece.
"Does she have curly brown hair, brown eyes, a pointy chin, and a button nose?" asked Chara.
Frisk's eyes went wide.
"Yes. Y-you're my uncle?" said Frisk.
Chara teared up and hugged Frisk.
"You're my niece," shakily said Chara.
The two just hugged for a while until Sans looked at the clock.
"Sorry but the bus is gonna be outside the house in twenty minutes. Finsh up what you guys can and go catch that bus," said Sans.
They broke their hug and scarfed down the rest of their pancakes. Frisk grabbed her backpack with her school supplies and ran outside to wait for the bus. Chara looked at Sans.
"You look awfully happy," said Chara.
"Hm? Oh I'm always happy when family gets reunited. It makes me think of my brother," lied Sans.
Chara laughed a bit.
"If you say you love her, I won't say or do anything. She may be my niece, but that's even more incentive to push you towards her. I will do what I can to get you to open up to her," winked Chara.
Sans could not believe what he was hearing. Even though they found out they're family, he's still going to flirt with her? Sans lost his appetite at the same time Chara fazed away and went back in Frisk's body.
The sophomore monsters on the bus stared at Frisk and were whispering to each other.
"I'm not sure what kind of monster she is. I would say she's a human, but she's too bony to be one. I think she's somehow related to the skelebros. She might be a mix of a skeleton monster and something else," they whispered.
Frisk could hear what they were saying and felt self conscious. She decided to put a stop to the rumors.
"I am a human, I have just lost weight. Every human has a skeleton inside of them. No, humans don't swallow skeleton monsters, we are just born with a skeleton inside of us," explained Frisk.
"Humans are born with skeletons inside their bodies? That's hardcore! Can I be your friend?" asked a buff flame monster.
He somewhat reminded her of Grillby and she involuntarily shuddered.
"Are you cold? Here, I can warm you up since I'm fire, heh," said the flame boy.
He jumped over to her seat and sat next to her. His flame was different from Grillby's and Fuku's. His fire is blue, but with red flames at the top of his head and some red flames across his upper lip like a red mustache. Frisk nervously smiled at him as he beamed at her.
"Do you feel warmer?" he asked.
"Uh, y-yeah. Th-thank you," thanked Frisk.
"You're shuddering still. Oh well, my flames are bound to heat you up in no time. I am a blue flame after all. Blue flames are the hottest. In more ways than one," winked the boy.
Frisk's brain replayed Grillby winking at her and she shut her eyes hard to force the picture out.
"Frisk! Hey!" called familiar voice.
Frisk opened her eyes and looked around. Naomi was behind her!
"Hi Naomi! How are you doing?" asked Frisk.
Just then Naomi noticed the flame monster and the blood drained from her face as she stared at him in disbelief. He turned to face her and smiled.
"Hi! My name's Brent Heatsman. I would shake your hand, but I'm still trying to control the flames at my hands to make them not hot when I shake someone's hand," said Brent.
Naomi didn't say anything, but she continued to watch his every movement.