Frisk stands on the balcony outside, watching the sunrise. She smiles as the warm glow slowly stretches down her face. Suddenly, a coat is placed over her.

"pretty, isn't it?" She looks back to see Sans standing behind her. She then looks at his jacket.

"Yeah…" She smiles and pulls the jacket tight around herself as she looks back at the sunrise. "I don't think I'll ever get tired of seeing this." Sans stands next to her and leans on the railing.

"how'd you get up here, anyways?" Frisk points to one of the trees behind the house.

"I just climbed that and hopped over from one of the branches. The only way I saw to get up here otherwise was to go through a window in Papyrus' room, but it's behind a computer, so it'd be hard to get through it. Plus I wouldn't want to just walk in while he's sleeping."

"i see…" Sans yawns. "well, what are you gonna do today, kid? you talked like you wanted to head to the capital, but you could hang around here for a while. i'm sure pap would like that." Frisk glances at Sans.

"I… I really want to go see the king. I need to talk with him, but…" She smiles. "I'm really enjoying my journey there. You know, meeting different monsters, seeing all these sights… I still can't believe the humans in the past were able to give all of this up." The two watch the sunrise in silence. Slowly, the sky changes color, and after a while they both step back from the railing.

"well, i've got some work to do at the lab, so i think i'm gonna take off. if you're gonna head that way, don't forget to drop in and say hi, okay?" He winks, and Frisk giggles.

"Okay. Thanks, Sans." Sans turns and walks to the closest window to them, which is open.

"you're right, by the way. the only way up here is through windows in mine and pap's rooms. you can just come through mine to get back inside." Sans talks as he sits on the window ledge and turns so his legs swing into the house. He then slips in. Frisk follows, but when she looks into the room Sans is gone.

"He really is doing that to mess with me, isn't he?" She smirks as she dives through the window, and only Sans' bed. "This is fun! I really like it here." She simply lies there a moment, looking up at the ceiling. "These two skeletons… I really like both of them. I'm glad I came here." She slides off the bed and heads out of the room. "Still, I need to get going. Once I get everything done, I can come back and hang out with them some more." She heads downstairs and notices her sweater on the couch. "Oh, I forgot about that." She pulls Sans' jacket off and sets it on the arm of the couch, then grabs her sweater and ties it around her waist. "I hope papyrus won't be upset that I'm not staying to say goodbye… Well, I'll get to talk with him later, I'm sure of it." She heads out the front door. It's quiet in the early morning as Frisk sets out on her journey. She walks through the wide, open space between the trees. There's a worn, dirt path leading away from the town. However, after a few minutes, once she's around a bend of trees that blocks her view of the town, she finds herself facing Papyrus.

"…HUMAN… YOU… YOU HAVE BEEN QUITE FUN IN THE SHORT WHILE I'VE KNOWN YOU. CERTAINLY YOU SEEMED EXCITED FOR MY PUZZLES, THOUGH YOU DIDN'T GET TO EXPERIENCE MY BETTER ONES. HOWEVER…" Papyrus isn't wearing his same smile from yesterday. Rather, his expression is sad, regretful. "IT IS MY DUTY, AS A MEMBER OF THE ROYAL GUARD, TO STOP ALL HUMANS, AND BRING THEIR SOULS TO THE KING."

"Wh-what?" Frisk frowns. "Papyrus, what are…" She's cut off as bones suddenly appear around her. "Wait!" The bones shoot inwards at her, and she drops to the ground. "Papyrus! I don't want to fight you!" She dives to the side to avoid more bones.

"I'M SORRY, HUMAN… FRISK. I WANT TO BE YOUR FRIEND, BUT… SO DID SHE. I CAN NOT TAKE THAT SAME CHANCE. I'M… SORRY." Bones fly at Frisk from all angles, and she struggles to dodge them. A few hit her, mostly in the arms, some in the legs.

"Papyrus, please! What about all those other puzzles? What… What about all the people I'm trying to help!" Papyrus hesitates in his attacks, but only for a moment.

"H-HUMANS HAVE ALWAYS HURT MONSTERS! EVER SINCE THEY RAN AWAY DURING THE WAY, WE HAD PEACE. THEN… THEN HUMANS CAME ALONG AGAIN, AND THEY… THEY'VE…" His hands shake as he conjures up a zig-zagging tunnel of bones. Frisk runs through the moving tunnel, occasionally hitting a wall. "I MUST PROTECT THESE MONSTERS FROM ALL HUMANS THAT APPEAR! I CAN'T LET A SINGLE ONE BE HURT BECAUSE I WAS TOO LAZY OR KIND! AND, IF YOU'RE PLANNING ON BRINGING OUT MORE HUMANS, MORE MONSTERS MAY DIE!"

"No! That won't happen!" Frisk sees a dead end ahead of her. "Trust me!" The way opens up, and she finds she's run until she's only a couple of feet away from Papyrus. He's holding a long bone in his hands, and there are tears in his eyes. "Papyrus… Please, trust me." Frisk quietly says. She feels her body ache already from the bruises and cuts the bones have given her. The magic on the bones has hit her deeper than she expected, and her injuries stretch out, slowing her body down, and distracting her with the pain.

"HOW CAN I TRUST YOU? HOW…" Suddenly, Frisk feels her body become heavy. She tries to move, but she's barely able to lift her feet. A few bones fly at her legs, but when she tries to jump she doesn't put enough power into it, and gets only a couple inches off the ground. The bones hit her legs, knocking her to the ground, and causing her to cry out in pain. Frisk sits up and starts to grab her legs where they were hit, but the moment she touches the tender spots she shouts and pulls her hands back.

"I-It… It…." She struggles to breath, let along speak. Papyrus shakes as he raises his hand. A wall of bones appear behind him.

"FRISK, FORGIVE ME, BUT… B-BUT…" She looks up at Papyrus and sees the tears in his eye sockets. His arm falls limp at his side, and the bones disappear. "I-I CAN'T… I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY FRISK!" He quickly scoops up the tiny human, and she feels the mysterious weight suddenly disappear. "I SUPPOSE UNDYNE WAS RIGHT… I DO NOT HAVE THE HEART TO END A HUMAN'S LIFE… LET'S GET YOU FIXED UP." He starts walking back towards town, Frisk curled up in his arms. She cries into his chest as the pain continues to radiate through her body. "I'M SORRY, I'M VERY SORRY, YOUNG ONE. I ONLY MEANT TO DO MY JOB, BUT… BUT I CAN NOT HURT YOU. YOU ARE A KIND HUMAN, AND I… I CAN TELL THAT YOU BELIEVE SO STRONGLY IN WHAT YOU DO. YOU WANT TO HELP OTHERS… I'M SORRY I'VE HURT YOU."

"P-Pap… Papyrus…" Frisk sniffles as she looks up at him.

"JUST RELAX, LITTLE FRISK. OUR FOOD, WHEN IMBUED WITH MAGIC, HAS VERY STRONG HEALING PROPERTIES. I'LL GET YOU A VERY NUTRITIOUS MEAL, AND MAKE SURE YOU'RE TAKEN CARE OF… I'M SORRY, FRISK. I'M SORRY." He holds her a little tighter. Frisk finds herself grabbing onto his scarf. It's soft. They reach the house, and Papyrus carefully sets Frisk down on the couch. "STAY HERE FOR A LITTLE BIT." He runs to the kitchen, leaving Frisk alone. She stares up at the ceiling, not saying a word. Occasionally she'll let out a small squeak of pain. When Papyrus finally returns from the kitchen, he's holding a cup and a plate of spaghetti. "HERE, DRINK THIS FIRST. IT'S NOT STRONG, BUT IT SHOULD BE ENOUGH THAT YOU CAN THEN SIT UP AND EAT MY SPAGHETTI." Frisk takes the cup and drinks the contents. It's cocoa. She feels the worst of the pain finally dissipate, and she's able to sit up properly.

"Th-thanks…" Her voice is quiet, and shaky. Papyrus hands her the plate, but her hands shake so much she can't get anything with the fork. He sighs and kneels in front of her, then he holds her hands steady with his own.

"HERE. THIS SHOULD HELP." With Papyrus' aid, Frisk finally manages to get a few bites of spaghetti in. The more she eats, the better she feels. Papyrus lets go as her hands begin to steady, and by the time she finishes the plate she's completely recovered. "ARE YOU FEELING BETTER?"

"Yeah..." She glances at him, but then continues to keep her attention on the plate now in her lap. "Thank you."

"FRISK… I…" Papyrus looks down. "DID YOU KNOW MY MOTHER USED TO BE IN THE ROYAL GUARD?" Frisk looks at Papyrus. He smiles sadly at her. "I WAS YOUNG, BUT I IDOLIZED HER SO VERY MUCH. SANS AND DAD, THEY LOVED THEIR SCIENCE. MOTHER THOUGH… SHE WAS A WARRIOR. SHE WAS POWERFUL. SHE WAS A HERO. ONE DAY THOUGH, WHEN I WAS STILL A KID, A HUMAN APPEARED. MOTHER, SHE HAD A KIND HEART, AND SHE DECIDED TO BEFRIEND THE HUMAN, GO AGAINST THE KING'S DECREE. SHE BELIEVED THAT ANYONE COULD BE A GOOD PERSON, IF THEY JUST TRIED." He looks down.

"She… D-did she…" Frisk thinks back to what Sans had told her before.

"MOTHER… SHE REFUSED TO HURT THE HUMAN… BUT THE HUMAN DID NOT RETURN HER KINDNESS. EVENTUALLY THEY WERE STOPPED BY OTHER MEMBERS OF THE ROYAL GUARD, BUT…" He slowly takes off the scarf around his neck and then looks at it. "THIS SCARF BELONGED TO HER. SHE ALWAYS WORE IT, WHETHER SHE WAS IN HER ARMOR OR NOT… DAD GAVE IT TO ME AT HER FUNERAL."

"Papyrus… I'm…" Papyrus squeezes the scarf.

"I COULD NEVER BE LIKE HER… I CAN'T PROTECT ANYONE." Frisk puts her plate to the side, then she scoots forward and places her hands over Papyrus'. He looks up at her smiling face.

"You spared my life, didn't you?" He looks surprised. "Your mom… I bet she'd be proud of you for that. You could have killed me, then and there, but you're just as kind as she was." He smiles.

"PERHAPS MOTHER WAS RIGHT… THERE IS GOOD IN EVERYONE. HUMANS AREN'T ALL ENEMIES. YOU CERTAINLY AREN'T." Frisk hops off the couch and hugs Papyrus. He hugs her back, holding her tight. "THANK YOU, FRISK. YOU HAVE EVERY REASON TO HATE ME, YET…" Frisk smiles at him.

"How could I ever hate someone as sweet as you?" Papyrus blushes slightly, his cheek bones turning the slightest bit orange. He quickly stands up and looks away.

"W-WELL, I DON'T WANT TO KEEP YOU FROM YOUR QUEST ANY LONGER."

"Thanks, Pap. I'll see you around." Frisk heads to the door.

"W-WAIT!" She stops and turns back. Papyrus walks up to her, then he wraps his scarf around her neck. Frisk looks down at it in surprised. "I… ALWAYS FELT SAFE, LIKE SHE WAS STILL WITH ME WHEN I HAD THAT SCARF. IT'LL BE DANGEROUS, GOING TO THE CAPITAL, TO THE KING. I'M SURE MOM WILL PROTECT YOU LIKE SHE HAS ALWAYS PROTECTED ME." Frisk looks up at Papyrus. "I'LL SEE YOU LATER, LITTLE HUMAN." Frisk smiles, a few tears in her eyes.

"Later." She finally walks out of the home, continuing on the journey. The red scarf gently waves behind her as she walks, saying goodbye to Papyrus as he watches her go.

"I BELIEVE MOM… THIS HUMAN PROVES YOU WERE RIGHT ALL ALONG… PROTECT HER, PLEASE."