The tunnel is long, and occasionally Frisk trips on roots. Slowly though, she makes her way there. The light becomes bigger, and brighter, until Frisk finally breaks through the tree line. Before her is large clearing, and beyond that she can see, off in the distance, are a few buildings. However, they're just on the edge of her vision.

"Well, it may take a while, but it looks like I'll get to meet a lot of new people." She starts walking. The sun shines down on her as her stomach growls. "And maybe get some lunch. I forgot to grab my sandwich." She sighs. "I…" She glances back. "I hope mom'll be alright. I… I didn't want to upset her, but…" She looks to her right, and she can see, off in the distance, above the tree line, is the large city she first spotted when she left the Underground. "…I know there's something more I can do for everyone. I bet if I speak with the King, he'll help me." She walks on in silence. As the sun shines over her she begins to feel its heat beat down on her. She eventually pulls her sweater off, revealing a stripped tank top with the same purple and blue colors. She stops and ties the sweater around her waist, but as she does, she hears a snapping sound. "Hm?" She looks back, but no one is there. When she looks forward, she finds herself face to face with a skeleton. "Ah!" She stumbles back, and ends up tripping over her own feet and falling down. "Ow…"

"woah, buddy, why so jumpy?" The skeleton asks through a stifled laugh. "h-here, let me help you up." He holds his hand out, still struggling to not burst out laughing. Frisk takes a moment to take in the sight before her. The skeleton is about her height, though he sounds like an adult. He's wearing a white t-shirt, black shorts with a white stripe running down them, and Velcro white shoes with black accents. As well, he has a light blue jacket tied around his waist. "what's wrong? i'm not gonna hurt ya." Frisk smiles and takes his hand. He helps pull her up onto her feet.

"Thanks." She quietly says. "And… Sorry. Not exactly used to, you know, talking skeletons. We don't have any of those back in the Underground."

"hey, it's alright. i understand. anyways, it's nice to meet you. my name is sans, sans the skeleton."

"Nice to meet you too, Sans. My name is Frisk."

"well, frisk, mind telling me what a human is doing out here? i don't mean to be nosey, but it's a bit strange seeing one."

"Oh, uh, I…" Frisk thinks back to when she ran out of the barrier. "I-I just…" She fakes a smile. "Just exploring the world, you know? Monsters aren't as scary or mean as everyone always said, and I'm actually really enjoying myself out here." Sans keeps his smile, but he studies her a moment.

"well, that's fine." He turns and starts walking. Frisk follows. "thing is, humans should be a bit scared out here. you see, after a big tragedy that happened, the king declared that any humans that appear should be eliminated, to protect the people. Actually, one of my jobs is to help watch for humans and capture them, but… you know, that's not really my thing." Frisk watches Sans as they walk. He never opens his mouth when he speaks, though occasionally it'll move a bit, changing how much he's smiling. "my brother though, he's all about catching humans. he's actually on his way here right now. say…" He looks at Frisk. "would you mind playing along with my brother for a little bit? he's never seen a human before, and i know you'd make his day."

"Play along?" Frisk gives Sans a curious look, but he looks forward instead of responding.

"yeah, there he is, up ahead. Look, there's a little guard station over here. go hide behind it."

"Alright, alright." Frisk sighs. As they walk past some trees, she sees the guard station tucked away in a deeper clearing to the left. She quickly runs to the station and sits in the space beneath the counter. She finds bottles of ketchup, mustard, and relish fill the space, but still, she makes room for herself.

"SANS! WHAT ARE YOU DOING WANDERING ABOUT LIKE THAT?"

"sorry bro. just stretching my legs. say, you hungry? i might have something to eat at my station." Frisk frowns.

"YES, I'M HUNGRY. HOWEVER, BEFORE WE CAN HAVE A BREAK WE NEED TO FINISH OUR WORK, AND YOURS IS TOO FAR BEHIND. YOUR PUZZLES HAVEN'T BEEN CALIBRATED. IN FACT, YOU HAVEN'T UPDATE SOME OF THEM IN A YEAR! HOW HAVE YOU BEEN GETTING AWAY WITH SUCH A LAZY ATTITUDE?"

"come on bro, no need to get so upsetti. Why don't you have some spaghetti?"

"SANS! THAT WAS TERRIBLE!"

"you smiled. i count that as a win." Frisk peaks around the side of the station and sees a tall skeleton, dressed in silver armor, with a red scarf, gloves, and boots. As well, his bones, from the neck down, seem to be covered in something black. His armor consists of a chest piece, shoulder plates, some sort of shorts or underwear, with the legs replaced by some hanging chainmail strips, which end in points, like upside down triangles.

"SANS, LAZYNESS IS A DANGEROUS THING! YOU NEED TO BE MORE ALERT AND PREPARED! WHY DO I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, HAVE TO SPEND ALL OF MY TIME NAGGING YOU, BROTHER? YOU AREN'T THIS LAZY IN YOUR LAB."

"sorry bro. i can't help it. i spend all of my energy in the lab. you know, those reports don't write themselves… that'd be a great idea actually. i wonder if we can make self-writing reports." Frisk giggles.

"Geeze. Lazy sounds like an understatement." She whispers to herself.

"SANS, TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY!"

"look, it'll get taken care of. don't worry bro. when have i ever let you down?" Papyrus sighs.

"ALRIGHT, JUST, PLEASE, DON'T SLACK OFF TOO MUCH." Papyrus turns and leaves.

"alright, you can come out." Frisk stands and looks at Sans. "that's my brother, papyrus. he really is a great guy, though he does nag a lot." Sans chuckles. "so, if you just go forward and play along with him, i'd really appreciate it. he could use a pick-me-up right now."

"Alright, I guess. I mean, I don't see why not."

"great. i'll be up ahead." He starts walking the way he and Frisk came. She frowns and looks to the left, where Papyrus had gone, then back at Sans. He's gone.

"Wh…" She blinks a few times. "Where did he go?" She slowly walks out from behind the station, but no matter how long she looks, she can't see Sans. "Whatever." She sighs and returns to her journey. "Guess I'll see him up ahead… Somehow."