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SPRING TIME
March sped by pretty quickly with very little much happening. Every weekend Undyne came by and watched anime with Frisk and Chara. After they finished all the anime, they moved on to playing board games. When they got bored with that, they colored. During the weekdays Frisk would go to school and go to Grillby's to work part time. Tuesdays and Thursdays were the days Frisk went to go work for Mettaton. Now it's the first day of April! Frisk giggled to herself. She knows how much Sans loves pranking people, so she's expecting him to pull out the big guns. But, strangely, he's just walking into the kitchen and drinking coffee like he ain't thinking of anything.
"Hey, Sans? You know what today is right?" asked Frisk.
Due to the past years in the underground being so busy and chaotic for her, she never noticed that the monsters have never heard of April Fools Day.
"It's the first of April, right?" replied Sans through his mug.
Frisk smiled so big and squealed a yes. Sans raised an eyebrow and continued sipping his coffee.
"Oh, I get it! You're acting like nothing will happen and then boom!" said Frisk.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," said Sans as he slowly shook his head.
Frisk's smile faltered.
"Wha?"
Papyrus came down the stairs, went into the kitchen and made himself a cup of hot chocolate.
"Good morning, brother! Good morning, human!" gleefully said Papyrus.
"Morning, bro."
"Morning, Papyrus! And happy April Fools Day!" shouted Frisk with excitement.
Sans and Papyrus brought their cups down from their face and exchanged confused looks.
"April."
"Fools Day?" Sans ended.
"Don't pretend you guys don't know! Sans is the biggest prankster out there!" laughed Frisk.
"What is this April Fools Day?" asked Papyrus.
"Yeah, I'm curious," said Sans.
"Wait. How do you guys not know about April Fools Day?"
Then she thought hard. They didn't know about Easter or the Fourth Of July either! Sans and Papyrus sat down at the table, and leaned forward, eager to learn about this holiday.
"Well, might as well tell them about these holidays," thought Frisk.
"April Fools Day is a day dedicated to pranks. It is the only day where excessive pranks are welcomed. It happens once and year, every year, on April first," explained Frisk.
Sans lit up like a conveniently shaped lamp. Papyrus looked fearful and gave Sans a "don't you even think about it" look.
"I also noticed how you guys don't know about Easter and the Fourth of July holidays," said Frisk.
Sans leaned in, even more excited to learn these holidays. Papyrus looked fearful even more.
"Well, since we're underground, there's no way to tell when to celebrate Easter since you celebrate it after the first full moon on or after the vernal equinox. There isn't a moon down here, so we won't know when to celebrate it. It's a holiday when you celebrate that Christ Jesus has died for your sins and rose from the dead. For nonbelievers, it's a day to celebrate the Easter bunny who gives out eggs that sometimes contain candy. You also decorate hard boiled eggs," explained Frisk.
Papyrus looked quite excited about that one, and Sans looked like he had gained a deep understanding and connection with Easter and what it meant.
"Now, for the Fourth of July. The title is pretty self explanatory. This holiday is on the fourth of July every year, once a year. It's a day to celebrate our independence! This holiday is also known as Independence Day because of that. I probably should have started with that line. Anyway, to celebrate it, you shoot off fireworks and light up sparklers, and throw pop its on the ground. Anything to make a loud banging sound," said Frisk.
"Do you eat anything yummy?" asked Papyrus.
"Normally people grill on Independence Day. So usually hotdogs, sausages, skewers. This isn't a grill item, but I've seen people eat sloppy Joe's before," said Frisk.
"You had me at hotdogs," said Sans as his mouth watered.
"You should write these down on the calendar so we know when to celebrate them!" said Papyrus.
Frisk grabbed the calendar to write down the holidays she taught them about. After she hung it up, she heard a huge splash and Papyrus yelling at Sans. She turned around and saw that Papyrus had been splashed with a water balloon and Sans was having a laughing fit. Papyrus then grabbed a bag of balloons from seemingly out of nowhere, filled them up with water, and began pelting Sans with them. Sans laughed even harder. Frisk grabbed some of Papyrus' water balloons and began throwing them at him and Sans. Sans, still, was laughing as hard as he could. Papyrus started laughing too, and threw water balloons at Frisk. After they were all done, Sans and Papyrus noticed something. Frisk's bra was visible through her shirt! She cocked her head slightly at them in confusion.
"Water you looking at?" asked Frisk.
Sans snorted at the pun, then pointed at her shirt.
"We can see your pink and purple striped bra," laughed Sans.
Papyrus had looked away the second he noticed, out of respect for Frisk and fear of Sans, Undyne, and Chara.
Frisk's lip turned up. He was learning, and she was proud of him for listening to the voice in his skull. Frisk got up, gave Sans a wet hug, then went to go dry off and change.
"We both should probably change into some dry clothes. Snowdin and wet don't really mix," said Sans.
"Uh, yeah," replied Papyrus with a grin.
"Hey bro. Thanks," said Sans.
"It's no problem," said Papyrus.
They both got up and went to their rooms. Frisk was already changed into some dry clothes when Sans came in.
"Hey kid, isn't that my shirt and pants?" asked Sans.
"Your clothes are cozy," said Frisk.
Sans hadn't noticed before, but she had been wearing a lot of baggy clothes lately.
"I'm thinking of cutting my hair to where it used to be when I fell down," said Frisk.
Sans loved her hair and how long it had gotten. But, he at least wanted an explanation for this weird behavior.
"Why?" Sans asked as he took off his shirt and pants.
Frisk blushed and looked away out of embarrasment.
"Because, long hair is hard to manage," said Frisk.
That was the truth. But she didn't know the real reason herself on why she's doing all this.
"So, your plan is to make yourself look like a dude?" asked Sans.
"How would I look like a dude with shoulder length hair?" asked Frisk.
"It's not that the hair alone would make you look like one, just like how even though you're wearing baggy clothes a lot, you're still recognizable as a woman. But combine short hair with baggy clothes, you will look like a dude," said Sans.
"I'm just doing what makes me feel comfortable. The clothes that I usually wear feels so...revealing," said Frisk.
That's what made him understand why she was doing all this. Before she was recognized as a female, even by him, no one knew what gender she was and assumed she was at first a human boy. Because of that assumption, no one touched her or made crude remarks at her. Because of this mistake, she was able to have somewhat of a normal childhood with the monsters. Sans pulled up a dry pair of pants over his bone legs and got on the bed with Frisk, forgetting about putting on a shirt. He pulled her close to him.
"If you really want to wear baggy clothes and cut your hair, I will still find you beautiful and love you," whispered Sans.
Without warning and causing confusion to herself, tears spilled from her eyes. She wasn't sad, but she was crying. Sans gently stroked her head as she let the tears flow. After she was done crying, she still wanted to cut her hair short, and put all her skin tight clothes away in the closet, and fill her wardrobe with baggy pants and baggy shirts. She's going through a tomboy phase. Frisk went to the Tem shop to sell some things.
"What do you want to sell?" asked Temmie.
"My makeup box," said Frisk.
When she opened it to show Temmie how full it was, Temmie's eyes bugged out of her head. Frisk had all the latest designer makeup, so expensive, that only her and Mettaton are able to afford these things. These were invented by the great himself. Made from magic and minerals, so that the makeup didn't streak or smudge by accident. Temmie sweatdropped a lot.
"Uhm, no amount of money I have can pay for those," said Temmie.
Frisk frowned a bit.
"Whatever you have is fine with me. These just bring bad memories," said Frisk.
"No. Just, hide them away from yourself for now. Trust me when I say you'll regret selling these or giving these away like they're nothing. Besides, it's a part of you and who you are," said Temmie.
Frisk didn't understand that last part. She only started wearing makeup when the underground found out what gender she is and shoved makeup in her face. The expensive makeup she has was a gift from when he was a she. She wanted to make Frisk transform like an anime character. Undyne wanted to witness anime in action. Frisk kindly accepted these gifts because no one was hitting on her yet. Everyone was still in the shock and awe mode. When it wore off, the perverts came crawling out from the wood work. Frisk frowned angrily at Temmie.
"Fine. But not because you told me to. Just because I'm not left with a choice. I NEVER GET A CHOICE IN ANYTHING!" yelled Frisk.
Temmie's lip quivered and her eyes glistened. In all the years Frisk had visited Temmie Village, she has never raised her voice or showed the slightest hint of annoyance. This was new. This was scary. Even during the genocide run, Frisk hadn't shown anger or annoyance. She was quiet and smiled. But post neutral Frisk could be scary when pushed over the edge. Frisk's hands shook as she balled them into fists.
"Please, no violence!" squeaked Temmie.
Temmie ran and ducked to safety. Frisk breathed in and out several times in an effort to calm herself down.
"I can't let my determination corrupt me. That's the reason why the humans were so mean. They know they're powerful, that's why they hurt others," thought Frisk.
Slowly, she stopped shaking, and her eyebrows straightened out. She apologized to the empty store, and decided to go on a walk. Chara was still in her body, so she knew she would be safe with his extra muscle.
"Frisk? Where ya going?" asked Chara.
"Just on a long walk to think," said Frisk.
"Alright. Just be careful. I'll stay with you just in case things get ugly," said Chara.
"I know," responded Frisk in a low tone.
Frisk texted Sans and Undyne to let them know she was going on a walk with Chara. Soon, they both texted back.
"Be careful, kiddo. Love ya."
"Ngahhh! Don't talk or go anywhere with any monsters unless it's Mettaton!"
Frisk smiled. At least she couldn't not trust anyone. She had her wonderful, sometimes hard to understand boyfriend, and she was friends with the old Royal Guardsmen's chief.
"It's only a matter of time until they turn on you too," said Frisk's mean conscious side.
Her other conscience spoke up on her behalf.
"Shut up! Sans and Undyne would never hurt her!"
"You thought the same thing about Papyrus, the adorable cinnamon roll. And what about Alphys? When she was turned into a guy, he couldn't resist trying to get his hands on her. I'm just being a realist."
"You're being a pessimist! Frisk is going to start taking better care of herself, and her boyfriend loves her to bits and pieces! Undyne looks at Frisk like a little sister!"
"What if Frisk loads one day and it turns Undyne male? Would Undyne try to get in Frisk's pants as well? What if Sans turns into a female and starts lusting after a male monster?"
"Oh now you're just being ridiculous."
"SHUT UP BOTH OF YOU!" screamed Frisk.
But she looked around, and no one was there except herself, her thoughts, and Chara who was silent this whole time. She just now noticed she was still in Waterfall, on the pathway near the neon blue water. She started crying from nostalgia and from wanting to be a little kid again. She could reset and do everything over. She could reset for an eternity and never allow herself to age.
"That would only be fun for the first few times," Frisk thought out loud.
She walked over to where she had first found the ballet shoes. She remembered giggling and trying them on. She remembers the looks monsters gave her because they thought she was a little boy. They wondered why a little boy was wearing a dusty tutu and ballet shoes. To top it off, she had the faded ribbon in her hair. She made it so obvious as to what she was, yet every monster was convinced she was a boy. It made her giggle. She wasn't offended by it.
"I wish I had the determination to go back and re experience it all," Frisk said wistfully.
Chara bit his tongue. Frisk needed this walk. He didn't want to remind her he was there, because that would take away the soothing experience of a personal walk.
"I remember...when Sans saw me as just a little buddy. He wasn't any taller or shorter than I was. When I cried, he gave me tough love. When I cried after he found out I was a girl, he coddled me and spoiled me like the Princess I was announced to be. But I just wanted him to treat me like he had been. I didn't want to develop feelings for a monster who was going out with my monster mom. I love Sans. Because he made me love him, by being so wonderful."
Frisk played with the her reflection in the water by swishing and swaying the water, causing ripples in her appearance. After drying her hands off on her pants, she stood up and continued walking. She eventually came to a sign.
"Ironically the humans' weakness is the strength of their soul. It allows them to persist after death. Monsters could take their soul. This is the power that humans feared. This is why they started the war."
She thought about how she had first reacted to reading their side of the war. On the surface the kids are taught that the monsters were evil beings who were thirsty for human blood and souls. They couldn't have been further from the truth. The only being in the underground that was like that was Flowey. And she knows that after all these years, he's still at the barrier, waiting for her to show up so he can kill her. She knows he already has the human souls. She knows he's already that thing. He killed Asgore when she showed him mercy. She had survived against Asgore from pure luck. She went in without thinking, just doing. And even then she was sloppy. The truth was, Asgore had pitied her at the 500th time of loading. Everytime she came back, she told him how many times he had killed her, and when she reached 100, his hands and breathing trembled. In all honesty, he figured what was the use in trying to take her soul when all she was going to do is come back every time? No human was as determined as her. But Flowey was just as determined to kill her, no matter how many times she tried. She thought she could get Flowey to just let her go after coming back a set number of times. But it didn't work. All it did was make Flowey angry and want to kill her more. There was no winning with Flowey.
"I can't go home and introduce my family to my friends. I can't get their blessing to marry Sans."
She started crying again. She was really homesick. Up to this point, she had stayed productive underground so she never really had time to think about being homesick. Sure, she thought of her parents and her siblings and school, but they never stirred her up this much because she was always trying to survive against monsters that showed up and tried to interact with her using magic. She can't remember how many times she has died total nor can she remember how many times she has saved, loaded, or reset. After her walk, she made it back to Snowdin from boat ride. She made it back home.
Then, a flashback.
"ALLOW ME TO TAKE YOU SOMEWHERE SPECIAL! SOMEWHERE I LIKE TO SPEND A LOT OF TIME AT! MY HOME!"
She chuckled bitterly. Frisk knocked on the door. Papyrus opened it.
"Hey, come in."
Papyrus hasn't been energetic since that one time Sans' ability to remember transferred to him. Maybe that's what changed him? No. He made it a point he had longed for her for a long time. She walked inside, and went upstairs to her bedroom. Sans was inside, taking a nap. She went to get in on her side, when a fart sound was made. Sans shot right up and laughed at her.
"The old woopie cushion in the bed trick! It's always funny!"
Frisk laughed just as hard as Sans when she remembered that it was still technically April Fools Day. Then the clock read 12:00. April Fools Day was over, and so began a new day.