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THE DOCTOR HIMSELF
The class diligently studied their notes. Only a few minutes remained until the test would be passed out. Brent and Fuku finished studying early since they studied ahead of time together, so they passed each other notes. Fuku has helped teach Brent how to control his flames so he doesn't burn anything or set anything on fire. It was pretty obvious they were together. Frisk smiled at the thought of them getting married and having flame babies. Frisk would be Aunt Frisk to those little buggers. Frisk smiled again at the thought of Naomi one day marrying some mystery man she had a vision about. Then, she thought about her and Sans having kids one day and she once again could pass as a flame monster. Sans looked up from his laptop since he heard a squeak, saw Frisk and smirked a bit. She was even more flustered since Sans keeps wearing the fake glasses that look so real. Not only that, she loved his outfit. She always loved it whenever he dressed up in some way. It drove her absolutely insane! She just wanted to walk up to him and be all over him, but knew that it would get him in trouble. So, like always, she resisted her urges. Sans had similar urges for Frisk, but had better control of keeping a poker face when he needed to. If he let his emotions run wild like Frisk did, their cover would have been blown a long time ago, and everyone would have misunderstood and called him names and banned him from being able to ever see Frisk again. As far as everyone is concerned, he is her guardian and teacher. Nothing more, nothing less. Even though there was something more. Their eyes met a couple times, and every time they did, Frisk would get more flustered. It would be okay for her to react this way...IF SHE WASN'T WEARING THE BONE ENGAGEMENT RING! He sighed and knew he had to do something to make her ignore him for the rest of the school day.
"No. I don't want to confuse her or make her upset. I'll write her a note, then act as if I'm walking down the lanes and checking on students," thought Sans.
He wrote her a letter to calm herself down or else people will notice and if they notice then he can kiss his job and her goodbye. He hid the note in his pocket, then walked down the aisles. When he reached Frisk's desk, he swiftly put the note on her desk and walked away. He sat back down at his desk and took off his fake glasses. He knew he would be helping her some by taking them off. When Frisk read the note, she thought of being separated from Sans, and the thought sunk her heart. She stopped blushing and was on the verge of tears. But she knew she couldn't let herself react so strongly to anything he says or does while in public. So she took his advice, put walls around her emotions, and got rid of the note. She would be the Frisk she was during the beginning of the genocide path. She would be emotionless. Sans noticed she had a perfect poker face going on, and mentally nodded approvingly. He passed out the tests, and after a while, the tests were handed in. Sans stood up and walked in front of the chalkboard.
"Everyone, a special guest is coming in today. He is the Queen's royal scientist and the greatest doctor in the underground. Please give a warm welcome to !" said Sans.
The whole class clapped. It was a handful of monster's dream to become the royal scientist one day. Only one would be allowed as being the royal scientist is mentally and emotionally draining.
"Hello everyone. I am here today to demonstrate some...simple...chemical reactions to a human soul," said Alphys.
"Awesome dude," said a nerd.
"Psh, what's so great about being a royal scientist anyway?" asked Jock.
"What's so great about it? You get to make amazing breakthroughs and be able to directly share what you have discovered to the Queen herself and together you both decide if what you have discovered will benefit the underground. The royal scientist before me created the Core. Before her, the underground didn't have any power source. Monsters had to use their magic all the time," said Alphys.
That made Jock shut up since that actually spoke to him. When Jock isn't being the football star, he uses Undernet and watches his favorite videos on Undertube.
"But it wouldn't be the same, showing all you wonderful monsters modern science, without the help of my greatest friend, Frisk Dreemurr," said Alphys.
The class gasped and gawked at Frisk for two reasons. 1, her being friend with the great . 2, her frickin last name being the same as the Queen's!
"I thought ever since she was underground she lived with Sans. It wasn't that big of a deal because he was the local comedian," whispered a student.
"Remember how Queen Toriel emerged from the Ruins that one day? In order to make it to Snowdin, one has to pass through the Ruins. So I imagine Frisk lived with Toriel for a while and they bonded enough to where Frisk adopted Toriel's last name," whispered another student.
"Frisk? Is that true you know Queen Toriel personally?" asked a student.
Suddenly the whole room stopped talking to pay close attention to Frisk. Alphys thought everyone already knew about that, but he was wrong. Frisk wanted to keep a low profile and to not receive any special treatment just because her monster mother is Queen of all monsters.
"Queen Toriel, before I knew she was royalty at all and when all she was was just a motherly goat monster who resided in the Ruins, took me in as her own child and I lived with her for a few months. I grew to call her mom, and when I did call her mom, she teared up and called me Frisk Dreemurr. She adopted me that day," murmered Frisk.
But everyone heard her.
"Wait! Something ain't right about this. How can she be your mom if you're not living with her? Besides, wouldn't that make you Princess of all monsters even though you're a human? And didn't our textbooks tell us not to trust humans?" asked a monster with a lisp.
"I left her home when I became home sick. She told me if I left I could never return to the Ruins. When she assumed the throne, she offered her new home to me, told me I could live with her again if I wanted to. I told her I wanted to have a normal life. I am technically a princess, but I'm still a normal kid like the rest of you. And about the not trusting humans, my friends could vouch for me since I saved them. You guys don't know it, but I've used my powers for good more than evil," said Frisk.
"I don't believe her! She's not our princess!" said the same monster with a lisp.
The other kids, minus Frisk's friends, booed her. They stopped booing when they heard Alphys talking to Toriel on the phone.
"Yes hello my Queen. I have Frisk here, would you like to talk to her?" asked Alphys with a giant smirk on his face.
He had put the conversation on speaker so everyone could hear.
"I would love to talk to my child! I haven't seen her in forever!" squealed Toriel.
Alphys gave Frisk the phone and smiled warmly at her.
"H-hey mom. Sorry I haven't called in a while. I've been preoccupied with saving monsters, going to school, and maintaining my job at Grillby's," said Frisk.
Truth be told, she missed Toriel and had wanted to live with her, but something at the time pulled her to Sans and Papyrus. Something about them being normal and silly appealed to her and she wanted to be part of that.
"Oh my child, I miss you so much! I wish you would come home. But I guess it doesn't matter where you live since I adopted you. When I adopted you, do you know what that meant?" asked Toriel in a serious but loving tone.
"It meant you really love me right?" asked Frisk.
"Well, yes. But it also means that when I pass, you will take the throne as the new Queen of monsters. Right now Frisk, you are the princess of all monsters," said Toriel.
The snotty nose monster gaped. It had come straight from the Queen's lips. Frisk Dreemurr is the official princess.
"B-but I'm a human!" said Frisk, shocked.
"But you have, for the most part, not acted like the humans Asgore and I fought against on the surface. You are not the same as the humans who killed my two sons in one night. Although you are human, you are monsterous on the inside my child. You are fit to be future Queen!" triumphantly said Toriel.
"But without Asriel, you won't age," countered Frisk.
"Just because I won't age doesn't mean I won't die. Every monster dies eventually. It's just harder to tell without having kids," chirped Toriel.
"I see. I love you mom," smiled Frisk. She was crying tears of joy and sadness at the same time. When she had read in a book that monsters don't age without kids, Frisk thought Toriel would be alive forever. Now she felt stupid for thinking such a thing.
"I love you too, Frisk. Stop by sometime. I'd love to see how much you've grown over the past six years. Your birthday is coming up soon isn't it?" asked Toriel.
"I actually forgot all about my birthday!" laughed Frisk.
"Oh that's right! Her birthday is legit tomorrow!" said Naomi.
"Where will you be tomorrow at 8 in the morning?" asked Toriel.
"High school," said Frisk.
"I'm coming to your school tomorrow at that time to throw you the best 16th birthday party you'll ever have," said Toriel.
Frisk could hardly wait to taste Toriel's cooking. Her mouth watered at the memories of the butterscotch cinnamon pie.
"Okay mom, I can hardly wait! Love you! Bye," said Frisk.
"Bye bye!"
When Frisk hung up, the whole class cheered.
"Queen Toriel's throwing Frisk a huge party tomorrow! Wooo!" cheered students.
"I can't believe we've been going to school with the princess and acting so chummy with her!"
Frisk wanted to crawl under her desk. Now students were gonna treat her with fake friendliness to get on her good side because she's their princess.
"Guys, I think she wants us to act normal about it. Just because she's our princess, doesn't mean she stopped being the Frisk we all grew to know and love," said Sans.
Frisk smiled lovingly at Sans who winked at her in return.
"How can we continue to treat Frisk the way we have when we just found out she's the princess of the underground?!" asked the monster with a lisp.
"Ugh! Because that's exactly why I didn't want anyone to know! I just wanted to live a normal life and be treated normally! Is that too much to ask for?!" shouted Frisk.
"No, princess Frisk Dreemurr," bowed the student.
Frisk's eyes narrowed.
"That's it. I'm outta here," said Frisk.
"Frisk, if you leave I'll have no choice but to write you up," said Sans.
He wasn't trying to be a dick. It was his job, and plus he wanted to show Frisk that he would still treat her normally. This was the first he'd ever heard about her being a princess too, but he knows Frisk so well that he knows what she wants.
"Go ahead. I'm the princess right? I can do what I want," sadly said Frisk as she left and closed the door.
Everyone glared at the monster with a lisp. He laughed and shrugged nervously.
"What? I thought I'd start treating her with respect fit for royalty," he said.
Sans face palmed.
"As her guardian who's known her for a long time, I tried to warn you to treat her normally. I know her more than anyone. I know her more than the Queen does, and I mean no disrespect towards her highness. The fact of the matter is, if you can't call her Frisk or stop bowing to her, she's gonna stop coming to school. But more important than that, she'll be depressed," said Sans.
Suddenly the lisp monster felt bad. He hadn't meant to make her upset.
"The first time I meet a princess and I make her upset," thought the lisp monster. Even his thoughts have a lisp.
Frisk made it back home in a sulking manner and threw her bookbag down on the floor, grabbed a bowl and scooped orange flavored ice cream into it, sat down on the couch and turned on TV.
"Heya all you fabulous monsters! How are you doing?" asked Mettaton EX from the TV.
"Greeaaat," sarcastically answered Frisk as she shoveled a spoonful of ice cream in her mouth and waited for it to melt in her mouth before swallowing.
"I hear all you guys complaining that there's too much of moi on your TV, so I've decided to share the spotlight! Frisk Dreemurr, if you wanna help out your fellow friend, come on over to the station and I'll make you a star! I can even send someone to take your place at Grillby's plus some more people over there to really help out your friends!" said Mettaton.
"Huh? How'd she know I'm watching TV? Or maybe she thinks someone who is watching will tell me about her offer. Or maybe she's broadcasting it first before calling me and asking me over the phone. Yeah it's probably the last one. Great. Now the whole underground knows I'm their princess. Could this day get any worse?" grumbled Frisk.
Frisk heard the door open and then shut.
"Don't know, kiddo. But if you think being pampered and well known is bad, I'd hate to wonder what you thought your life was like when you were well known as a murderer that one time," half joked Sans.
Frisk rolled her eyes.
"You wouldn't understand. You get to be normal all the time. Everyone knows you as that one comedian who became a high school teacher," said Frisk.
"Yeah and when I marry you, I'll be known as the Prince of all monsters. Something I wish you would've told me. But I would never take back our engagement just because you didn't tell me you're royalty. I still see you as the Frisk I spent the last six years with. Give them time, and they will see that the whole princess thing is just a title," comforted Sans.
He sat down on the couch next to Frisk, and smiled at how childish she looked. She was grumpy looking with orange ice cream smeared around her mouth.
"A princess who can't help but smear ice cream around her face," laughed Sans.
Frisk's face went from looking grumpy to somewhat smiling.
"About Mettaton's offer, do you think I should take it?" asked Frisk.
"What offer? When I came through the door all I heard was can this day get any worse," asked Sans.
"On TV, she called me out using my last name to become a star. Apparently the monsters are complaining that she's taking over TV, and so she thought of me and asked me to help her out. Should I?" asked Frisk.
"Well, it is still up to you. Sure the underground knows you're the princess now, but what can they do if you decide to lay low? I say do whatever you want to do. Not what you think will benefit the underground, but what will benefit you in this case. It is about you this time," said Sans.
"Well that doesn't help me since I don't want to let anyone down. They'll probably be like 'our princess doesn't care about us' or some jazz like that," grumbled Frisk.
"Like I said. It's up to you. Whether you do it for yourself or for others, you need to think about what you're okay with," answered back Sans.
Frisk spent a couple hours thinking about it. Then she realized something. If she becomes a star, she could buy back Sans and Papyrus' house that they grew up in. Making up her mind, she called her school friends first to tell them what they thought about her decision.
"Mettaton asked you to become a star with her?! I say go for it! Don't feel bad about us since she said she would send over people to help with the restaurant," said Fuku excitedly for Frisk.
"I support whatever decision you make all the way, best buddy!" said Brent.
"I'll totally miss you, but we still go to school together. You better come back to school since now we're not gonna work together! Cuz if you don't, I'm dropping out to live with you!" said Naomi.
Frisk laughed.
"Okay guys. I just wanted to see how you all felt before I called Mettaton. Thank you guys. I'll see you all at school tomorrow," said Frisk.
She hung up and dialed Mettaton EX's number. After a few rings, Mettaton answered.
"Yes darling how can moi help you tonight?" asked Mettaton.
"It's me, Frisk. I'm in."
The next day at school, Queen Toriel walked in Frisk's classroom. Everyone, including Frisk, bowed to her.
"Oh don't worry about bowing to me! I'm just Frisk's mommy, coming by to throw her a party that you're all invited to," smiled Toriel.
Everyone sweatdropped.
"Guess wanting to lay low is in the family," smiled Fuku at Brent and Naomi who smiled nervously.
The monster boy with the lisp walked up to Frisk.
"Uhm, I'm really sorry for yesterday. I just felt really nervous and guilty for doubting you were royalty, that I didn't know how to treat you normally for the moment. I hope you can forgive me for making such a huge miscalculation," apologized the lisp monster.
"I appreciate you apologizing. I'm still just a regular kid like you. Don't let my status bother you," smiled Frisk.
Then Mettaton EX came in with some of her producers.
"Hello beauties and gentle beauties! Happy birthday Miss Dreemurr! I brought gifts! I also brought over a contract for you to sign so we can begin the process of making you a star!" said Mettaton.
"Wow! Our princess is going to be on TV too? I thought she wanted to lay low!" said some shocked students.
"Oh she does want to lay low. She's doing this as a favor to moi don't cha know. Her and I go way back. It's because of her Papyrus and I got over our fears and confessed to each other. Because of her I'm happily married to my one true love," blushed Mettaton.
"Oh my gosh! That totally makes sense! Frisk is such a nice, selfless person after all," murmured some of the students in agreement.
"Thanks for not spoiling my real reason Mettaton. As much as I do love helping you, my reasons are a little selfish this time. I'm sorry my main reason isn't helping you out," guiltily apologized Frisk.
"Darling I don't care that you're not doing it for me. Your reason doesn't qualify as selfish since you're doing it for Sans. Even if you were doing it for yourself, I do things for myself all the time. I'm just happy you decided to come on TV! Now on your contract, it says the trial period will be one year from today. So up until your 17th birthday. People will get 1 whole year of you unless ratings drop and they decide they don't want you on TV. Remember, it's all about fan service," winked Mettaton.
"Fan...service?" nervously asked Frisk.
"I'm not asking for nudity since it's a direct violation. But if you get popular, we will put you in somewhat skimpy costumes that only reveal your long legs to raise your ratings. The more ratings you get, the more you get paid. I understand if this becomes something you wanna do full time after you graduate. It can be toxicating," said Mettaton.
"Well, as long as nudity is against the rules, I don't see why not. I'm willing to do anything to get Sans that house again. Ever since we moved out, it's like a part of him was left with it," solemnly said Frisk.
"Well, Papyrus told me he and Sans grew up in that house and that their father had also grown up in that house," nodded Mettaton.
"Okay my child! The gifts were neatly stacked, the candles are lit, and the decorations are set! We're ready to start your party when you're ready," cheerily said Toriel.
Frisk skimmed over the contract, making sure everything was to her liking, and signed the papers. She knew Mettaton EX would protect her from anything shrewd. She protected her from her own brother before. She was definitely in good hands. The class sang happy birthday, Toriel cut slices of cake for everybody, and one of Undyne's underlings passed Frisk her presents one at a time while another guard took pictures of her posing with each gift.
"Undyne, I don't want to alarm you. But I fear that when my child is an adult, I will have passed to join my son," said Toriel.
"How do you know your highness?" asked Undyne.
"I had a vision last night. It was so vivid. I was taking a walk with Frisk, who was no doubt somewhere in her twenties, and when I returned home from hanging out with her, I passed peacefully in my sleep. When I died in my vision, I woke up," explained Toriel.
"So when Frisk is in her twenties, you will pass," restated Undyne sorrowfully.
"Yes. It's critical you keep an eye on her. Make sure no one tries to steer her wrong. Now that the whole underground knows she's my daughter, she will probably be in danger from time to time," said Toriel.
"Not to say you're wrong, but she has regenerating abilites which Sans told me. Also, she can save, load, and reset," pointed out Undyne.
"If you had those powers, would the thought of being in constant danger no longer scare you? Would you be exempt from trauma?" asked Toriel.
Ah. She had a point.
"No your majesty," answered Undyne.
"Besides, if she had no choice but to reset, everyone would be taken back six years ago," pointed out Toriel.
"In a way, when you adopted her, you unknowingly put that responsibility of protecting her subjects be using her powers without using the reset option," said Undyne.
"When I adopted her, I had no idea she had these powers. When I tried dating Sans, he told me his secrets. About how only he remembers the past timelines in great detail. He told me about her powers. But we ended up having not much in common. I went out with him because I thought he would complete me, but it got boring. At least I know Frisk is in good hands, being raised by Sans," warmly smiled Toriel.
"It's funny. If Frisk was older, I would have tried setting her up with Sans. They know each other inside and out, and they often have arguments like best friends do. Also sort of like old couples," chuckled Undyne.
It hit Toriel. How Frisk and Sans would be perfect for each other.
"Undyne. You're a genius! I know something or someone from me will complete him! And it's Frisk! We just have to make sure they get together," beamed Toriel.
"Your majesty? But Sans raised Frisk! I think he sees her like his kid or something. Maybe he sees himself as her uncle if anything," objected Undyne.
Toriel studied Sans for a moment.
"I can see something in the way he looks at her. He's proud of her of course, but I see something more," studied Toriel.
Undyne looked as well. Normally she would immediately call an older male monster a pervert for thinking of Frisk in a romantic way, but she could see his love was an innocent one.
"You're right, Toriel. I think if we let them be, they'll come together naturally. Man. To think that one day, our new King will be a punny skeleton," laughed Undyne.
"I wouldn't have it any other way, ho ho ho!" chortled Toriel.
In ' lab...
"I shoudn't have said anything about her being the Queen's daughter. If only I kept my mouth shut, Frisk wouldn't have run off, and she would've been spelled into leaving school to my place! Then I would've made her my girl," Alphys said to himself.
"You'll get another chance, doctor. I'm just having serious issues right now. I keep remembering you as a woman, but you're clearly a man! Doctor, do you have any theories?" asked one of his inventions.
Alphys looked at his invention with an arched brow.
"Me? A woman? I've always been a male," said Alphys.
The invention protested some more.
"I think you might have some bugs. I'm gonna shut you off and fix those bugs of yours," said Alphys.
"Okay doctor," replied the invention.
Alphys shut him off, and got to work.
"A woman huh? Maybe if I make a female clone of myself, I can get to Frisk easier! No one ever suspects women luring in other females after all," thought Alphys.