While I'm thinking of what to say to you people, please enjoy this chapter.

Chapter 4: Meeting Some Monsters

I stepped out of the ruins to be greeted by harsh, cold air. I took in my surroundings, woods. There were woods on both sides of me, I wondered if anything was in the trees, waiting to pop out at me. I thought to myself, Frisk, don't be silly! Why would anyone want to hurt you? But that only triggered more memories.

It was the harshest and coldest winter we had since sometime in the 1990's. I was only twelve, Mel was five. We were quietly playing with some old dolls, enjoying the warmth of the home.

"HEY YOU UNGRATEFUL WHORE!" My mother had called out.

Even though she didn't say my name, I knew she was calling for me. She was obviously drunk again, so I went straight to her. It would only make it worse if I took longer. I went into the living room where my mom, dad, and all of their friends were standing around my diary, which was in the center of the coffee table. It was flipped open to the page that I had written on earlier that day, the page about me wanting to be grown up so I wouldn't have to put up with my parents anymore.

My mother was glaring daggers at me, "You want to grow up, so you can get out of here? You're the reason this hellhole went to shit! Come on boys, you can have your fun. But when you're done, I want this skank out of my house."

That night, all of the guys, including my dad, touched me. They beat me, said things that no one should ever hear, and when they were done, they threw me out into the snow. It wasn't long before my sister joined me in the snow. We were out there for days before we were allowed back in, it's a wonder how we survived at all.

I shook off the memory, keeping positive things in mind. Like puppies, kittens, playing the piano, singing. I was determined to stay positive. So I started walking down the snow covered path. It wasn't long before I heard footsteps behind me. The sound of snow crunching under the weight of something, wasn't very hard to miss. But I ignored it for the time being, if nothing was bothering me, it wouldn't concern me. But then strange things began to happen. When I was walking down the path, I had come across a branch from a nearby tree, I never would've been able to break it. Then not only a second later after I passed it, it was broken into pieces like it was nothing at all. After that, the footsteps got louder, but when I turned around, nobody was there. I was starting to get spooked, who was following me? A couple of times after that, I had glanced back and saw a glimpse of a figure. I was screaming on the inside, I didn't know if the person wanted to hurt me or not. So I picked up the pace, when I got to a bridge, I almost fell off since I was practically running now. I had to back up from the edge so I didn't fall. That's when I heard a voice behind me.

It was a guy, that much I knew. I also knew that his voice was unusually low, did he want to sound threatening? Whatever the case, it worked. I was shaking uncontrollably when he said, "Human. Don't you know how to greet a new pal? Turn around and shake my hand."

I was scared, who wouldn't be? Someone follows you, trying to be sneaky, and keeps his voice really low, with my history, I should've been halfway to Albuquerque. But I stood my ground, sure I was shaking when I turned and took the guy's hand in mine, but what happened next surprised me. When I took his hand, it let out a really loud noise that sounded like someone was farting. I fell to the ground, howling with laughter. Heck, I was tearing up because I was laughing so hard. It had been years since I had heard a joke or a prank at all. When I had finally calmed myself down enough, I looked at the person that the hand belonged to. He was about as tall as me wearing some shorts, a white shirt, a blue sweater with fur trimming the hood, and what looked like slippers. Did I mention that he was a skeleton? When I saw his face, I noticed that it was light blue for a moment, but he quickly shook it off.

He began to speak in his normal voice, "heheh… the old whoopee cushion in the hand trick. It's ALWAYS funny. anyways, you're a human, right? that's hilarious. i'm sans. sans the skeleton. i'm actually supposed to be on watch for humans right now. but... y'know… i don't really care about capturing anybody. now my brother papyrus… he's a human-hunting FANATIC. hey, actually, i think that's him over there. i have an idea. go through this gate thingy. yeah, go right through. my bro made the bars too wide to stop anyone."

This Sans character seems interesting. Read his soul, or not? Well, I had to know if he was a threat to me, so yes. The ability to read someone's soul has been with me all my life, don't know how it happened, but it did. And right now, trying to read Sans' soul, was hard. He kept his soul well guarded, like he was afraid of it getting ripped to shreds. I'll try again later. Anyways, I followed Sans through the gate, I was curious to meet his brother, Papyrus, what unusual names… I loved them!

When we were on the other side of the bridge, Sans said, "quick, behind that convienently-shaped lamp."

So I went right behind a lamp that was surprisingly, just my size. Right when I was behind the lamp, a taller skeleton came from farther up the path. He was wearing a long red scarf, some red mittens, some red and yellow boots, a top that said cool over to the left of his body, and some plain bottoms.

Sans spoke first, "sup, bro."

It seemed like every time Papyrus talks, he is shouting, "YOU KNOW WHAT -SUP,- BROTHER! IT'S BEEN EIGHT DAYS AND YOU STILL HAVEN'T… RECALIBRATED. YOUR. PUZZLES! YOU JUST HANG AROUND OUTSIDE YOUR STATION! WHAT ARE YOU EVEN DOING?!"

"staring at this lamp. it's really cool. do you wanna look?" Sans replied lazily.

What was he trying to do, sell me out!? He then looked my way and winked, okay, maybe this is part of his plan. Gotta calm down, he's proved himself trustworthy so far.

Now Papyrus was speaking again, "NO! I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THAT! WHAT IF A HUMAN COMES THROUGH HERE!? I WANT TO BE READY! I WILL BE THE ONE! I MUST BE THE ONE! I WILL CAPTURE A HUMAN! THEN, I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS… WILL GET ALL THE THINGS I UTTERLY DESERVE! RESPECT… RECOGNITION… I WILL FINALLY BE ABLE TO JOIN THE ROYAL GUARD! PEOPLE WILL ASK, TO, BE MY, -FRIEND?- I WILL BATHE IN A SHOWER OF KISSES EVERY MORNING."

Sans replied with, "hmm… maybe this lamp will help you."

"SANS! YOU ARE NOT HELPING! YOU LAZYBONES! ALL YOU DO I SIT AND BOONDOGGLE! YOU GET LAZIER AND LAZIER EVERY DAY!"

Sans had a mischievous grin on his face, "hey, take it easy. i've gotten a ton of work done today. a skele-ton."

Oh god, is he trying to give me away? I mean, Papyrus almost heard my giggles!

But I think Papyrus was too mad at Sans for the time being, "SANS!"

"come on. you're smiling."

"I AM AND I HATE IT! SIGH… WHY DOES SOMEONE AS GREAT AS ME… HAVE TO DO SO MUCH JUST TO GET SOME RECOGNITION…"

"wow, sounds like you're really working yourself… down to the bone."

"UGH! I WILL ATTEND TO MY PUZZLES… AS FOR YOUR WORK? PUT A LITTLE MORE, -BACKBONE- INTO IT! NYEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!" And with that, Papyrus left. Then came back for one more, "HEH!" Now he was gone.

I had held in my laughter until he was gone, now I burst into giggles, and gasps, and tears. I might actually die from laughing so hard. When I had managed to stop, and was now just giggling some, I began to clap for Sans' show.

He looked like he appreciated it and said, "well, i think you're the only person who laughs at my lame puns and jokes. say, how come you don't talk?"

I stopped mid-clap when he asked me that. I couldn't tell him by talking because I didn't want too. And I don't think he could understand sign language, so I just stayed quiet.

I think he took the silence as my answer and said, "ok kiddo, how am i supposed to communicate with you then? you don't talk, and i don't think i have any paper for you to write on."

I took this chance to try and show him, /Like this, see?\ is what I had signed. But he probably didn't understand it, so-

He started signing some too. /like this kiddo?\

I looked at him in wonder, /You can sign? Who taught you?\

He waved it off and said, "doesn't matter. what does matter though, is getting you somewhere warm. i mean look at ya, you're basically a human popsicle."

I was shivering pretty badly, maybe I should take his advice. /But Sans, where would I go?\

He seemed to think about this for a moment, then said, "you can come to mine and paps' house. paps would be ecstatic to see a human. but don't worry, he's harmless." He looked at me and sighed, "here kid, you can wear my hoodie til we get there." He took his jacket off and handed it to me. I gratefully took it and put it on. Sans then led the way to our destination, on the way he started a conversation.

He asked some questions instead of actually talking much though, "so kid, what's your name?"

/Frisk Saunders.\

"How old are you Frisk?"

/Seventeen now.\

"S-seventeen!?"

I nodded my head, /What about you?\ And why did he stutter? Did he... like me? I brushed the thought away.

"same. so, do you have any family?"

I nodded again, /I have a little sister, Melody, but I call her Mel. She's seven years younger than me. And she means the world to me.\

Sans nodded in agreement, "that's how it is with paps. so, where is your sister?"

/She's in the ruins with our mom. I had to leave her behind, I don't know what I'd do if I let her get hurt again.\

Sans looked at me funny, "What do you mean again?"

I signed a little too quickly, /Doesn't matter.\

Sans was kind enough to let it drop for now, "so basically, there are three humans in the underground right now?"

It was my turn to look at him funny, /No, just two. Me and my sister.\

Sans was too curious, "but you said your mom was here. so-"

I cut him off, /Toriel found us when we fell into the ruins. She took us in, helped us. And now she's our new mother.\

"but what about your human parents? isn't that why you're out in the underground instead of the ruins, to get back to them?"

Silence. I didn't want to talk about this now, especially since the topic of anything from the surface hurt.

Sans got the idea that I didn't want to say anymore about the subject. So we walked the rest of the way to the house in silence. The house was in a small town called Snowdin. Every monster I met was so nice and friendly, they were also adorable. I talked to everyone, getting to know them, encouraging them, listening to what they had to say, I was starting to care for all of the monsters I met and got to know. I also noticed that Sans would watch my every move and would sometimes stare at me like he was makings sure I wasn't hurting anyone. One time he got a little close for comfort, I stumbled to get away, tripping us both so that we fell into the snow. I laughed and snorted at how he had landed on top of me, and he was a bright blue. I mean, I was as red as a tomato, we were becoming friends and one second we're laughing at something stupid, the next, we're on top of each other. After about a day in Snowdin, I had made so many friends that cared about me, and I cared about them.

I think I'd like living in a place like this.

Chapter's done and I'm STILL trying to think of something to say.

I guess you can stayed tuned in for future chapters?

Fuck it, I tried talking. Peace.