Chapter Six: Dreams

(If it's in Italics, Frisk is signing it with her hands. If it's in Bold Italics, Frisk is using morse code. If it's Underlined, it's part of the nightmare.) [ALSO, In this story, Frisk and Sans are the same height, but neither are short. Sans had... a growth spurt. Also he's no longer fat.]

Hey Frisk~

Missed me?

Fuhuhuhu…

I'll skip the niceties, and get straight to the point.

I heard you had questions Frisk, so let me answer a few of them now, before that blasted skeleton tells you lies. Making everything seem less wonderfully awful than it was.

1. I killed everybody, nobody was spared.

2. Yes, I killed Sans.

3. I used your body.

Sans knows it.

Whenever he looks at you...

He'll remember.

He'll think of when I killed him and his brother…

No. He'll think of when youkilled them.

Teehee~

Oh, how I love this!

It's all just so… delicious.

When you wore Papyrus' scarf to the battle…

Oh gee, I wish you could remember the look on his face!

That blue scarf you wear will always remind him of it.

Sure, we killed everybody as soon as we hit the Underground, previously.

You actually waited 13 years this time.

Are you excited Frisk?

We're going to kill them all.

You don't… want to?

Aw…

Frisk, that's awful cute, but...

YOU MADE YOUR CHOICE A LONG TIME AGO...

Frisk awoke, but not screaming this time.

Crying.

She backed away from Sans, separating their hands, which had intertwined during their slumber.

She cried harder and harder.

"Frisk? Why are you crying?" Sans asked, rubbing his eye.

Frisk curled into a ball, continuing to cry.

Sans sat up at looked at Frisk.

Frisk lowered her head into her knees, holding her arms around her legs.

Sans tilted his head at Frisk.

"What's wrong?" he asked Frisk.

Frisk just kept crying.

She lifted her hands feebly.

I'm so sorry...

"For what?" Sans asked.

Frisk put her hands on the back of her head.

"I c-can-t m-ma-ke... th-is b-ett-er..." Frisk whimpered, struggling to say anything.

It was getting a bit easier to talk, but her throat still hurt, and the crying made it nearly impossible.

Sans scooted over to Frisk, and wrapped her in a hug.

"Frisk, it's going to be alright… Your dreams can't hurt you… Just stay strong... There are some people who really care for you..." he told Frisk, hugging her tighter.

Frisk turned her head and looked at the skeleton.

His expression was very sympathetic and understanding.

And... there was something else in there too that Frisk couldn't identify.

She wrapped her arms around Sans.

Frisk kept crying, and hugged Sans tighter.

"Hey Frisk. Why don't we go to Grillby's? It should be breakfast by now," Sans said.

Frisk nodded.

They both exited the hug.

Sans looked at Frisk's face.

Pure anguish was seen on it.

She looked like she'd just seen someone die. And… in some ways, she had. Memories ran rampant through her mind, not all of them pleasant.

Sans stood up and got off the mattress.

"I'm gonna change hoodies, m'kay?" he said.

Frisk nodded and opened her bag.

Sans walked over to another side of the room and changed into a new t-shirt and hoodie.

Frisk lifted another sweater out of her bag.

It was yellow and green striped.

Sans' breath caught in his throat when he saw it, and his pupils disappeared as a frown spread across his face.

Frisk quickly shoved it back into her bag, nearly on the brink of tears.

It looked like Chara's sweater.

She didn't remember packing it...

She lifted out one of her normal sweaters.

Could you turn around?

Sans nodded and turned around, his pupils returning.

He stared at the wall.

"What a nice wall," Sans thought.

Frisk changed sweaters while Sans' back was turned. She also changed into shorts, as it was very warm in Grillby's. She kept her scarf though. Frisk pulled a purple hoodie out of her bag and put it on.

Sans turned around to see Frisk.

His face turned blue.

"W-wow Frisk..." he admired.

Frisk blushed, and pulled her scarf up to cover her nose and mouth.

"Heh. Let's go Frisk," Sans said.

Frisk grabbed Sans' hand, smiling.

Sans' face turned even more blue.

Sans took a shortcut, and they immediately appeared outside of Grillby's.

Sans opened the door and Frisk walked inside.

Everybody stared at them as they walked in.

Mainly at Frisk though.

She raised an eyebrow.

A monster sitting next to her looked her way.

"Hey Frisk, wanna get frisky?" he asked.

Sans suddenly appeared next to her, staring at the man.

"You wanna have a bad time?" he asked, his left eye glowing blue.

The monster got up and sprinted out of Grillby's.

Frisk looked over at Sans, confused.

He chuckled, putting a hand on the back of his head.

"Sorry Frisk. Heh," he apologized.

He took his seat back at the bar.

"So Frisk... What was the dream about?" Sans asked Frisk.

Frisk began to tear up.

"Woah, Frisk, you don't have to answer if it's gonna make you cry," Sans said.

Grillby walked up.

"Ah, Sans and his girlfriend. A burger and a ketchup bottle, I presume?" he asked rhetorically, before turning around and walking away.

Frisk giggled, while Sans' face turned blue.

She peered at him carefully, and had a random thought.

Hey, Sans, how can you hear if you don't have ears?

"I have absolutely no idea," Sans answered.

Frisk giggled again, getting an idea.

Well it's good you can hear, so you can hear this.

Frisk went up to the side of Sans' face.

"Yo-u're c-cute Sans," Frisk whispered, trying to formulate a sentence without failing.

Sans' face turned blue.

She jostled his arm.

Relax, Sans. I'm just teasing you.

Sans put a hand on the back of his head.

He chuckled.

"Y-yeah. Right…" he murmured.

Grillby walked up with a burger and a bottle of ketchup, ending Sans and Frisk's interaction.

Frisk quickly grabbed the burger, pulled down her scarf, and ate the burger.

She swiftly pulled the scarf back up when she was done.

Suddenly, a loud crashing sound came from behind Frisk and Sans.

"Hey Sans! It's Undyne!" Papyrus shouted.

Papyrus and Undyne walked into Grillby's.

"Sans, have you found any humans?" Undyne asked.

"Nope," Sans lied.

Undyne glared at Frisk.

"And who's this?" Undyne asked.

"That's Frisk," Sans said.

"She doesn't look like any monster I've ever seen..." Undyne said.

"She's from The Ruins. The monsters over there look WAY different," Sans told Undyne.

Undyne squinted at Frisk.

"Alright..." she approved.

Undyne and Papyrus started talking.

"Hey Frisk, wanna go home?" Sans asked.

Frisk nodded.

Sans grabbed Frisk's hand, and walked out of Grillby's.

"Get ready," Sans said.

They were suddenly in Sans' room.

Frisk sighed in relief.

Sans sat down on his mattress.

Frisk went into the corner, saved, and sat down next to Sans.

He looked so happy, and so blissful.

Frisk's eyes welled up.

"I'm s-so sor-ry..." Frisk said.

Frisk took off her scarf and threw it across the room.

She buried her head in her hands.

Sans looked over at Frisk.

"Frisk?" Sans asked.

Frisk looked up at Sans, still crying.

Sans wrapped his arm around Frisk.

"Buck up, kiddo. Everything'll be alright. After all, I'm here to protect you, aren't I?" Sans asked.

Frisk hugged Sans tightly.

"How about you take a nap. We can talk about it later if you want," Sans suggested.

Frisk nodded, and they exited the hug.

Frisk lied down on the mattress.

Sans stood up and walked across the room.

"By the way Frisk," Sans began.

Frisk felt something being dropped on her, and she opened her eyes.

"I think that scarf looks good on you," he finished, blushing and smiling.

He had dropped her scarf on her.

She smiled, and put the scarf on.

Sans walked back over and lied down on the mattress.

"I'm gonna catch a couple of z's," Sans said, "I barely got to sleep in today."

He grinned, and Frisk smiled.

They both, quickly, fell asleep.