Chaper 4

Frisk began unpacking some of the essentials out of her suitcase and laying them on the bed whilst Warren lay chilling on the other bed, humming a tune to himself.

"That Sans guy...he's...an interesting guy," said Warren carefully, still remembering how Sans looked at him.

Frisk laughed and raised an eyebrow at Warren. "You're not seriously intimidated by him, are you?"

"No! Well, just a bit, I dunno. I feel like he isn't going to like me," said Warren.

"Oh don't be silly, Sans gets on with just about everyone, he's a really funny and sweet guy!" said Frisk, pushing her suitcase to one side.

"I hope we get on well, last thing I want is to be on bad terms with any of your friends!" said Warren, staring up at the ceiling.

"Ahh, I'm sure you'll get on just fine, don't worry so much about it!" said Frisk, chuckling.

"I know, it's just...wow this place is so different, guess I'm just feeling a bit overwhelmed by it all," said Warren, getting up off the bed and stretching. "Man, I wonder what Janet and Rob would think of this place."

"I can only imagine what they'd say," said Frisk, smiling. "We should totally get them down here soon, maybe in the next couple of days or so?"

"Yeah, totally!" said Warren. "Anyhoo, shall we join goat mom and Sansy bones in the kitchen?"

Frisk gave his arm a slap. "Don't call them that, and yeah sure."

They both left the room and headed out to the kitchen where Sans and Toriel were still chatting, they stopped immediately once they spotted Frisk and Warren.

"Hello dears, want some tea?" said Toriel, getting up from her seat.

"Sure, that'd be great," said Frisk taking a seat next to Sans.

"Yes please, Toriel," said Warren, sitting next to Frisk and watching Sans nervously.

Sans grinned at Warren, catching his gaze. "See something you like, kid?"

Warren gulped, but decided to play along. "Aaaahhhh yeeeeaaaahhh," he responded, winking at Sans.

"Whoa, steady there kiddo, let's not get Frisky," said Sans, sticking his tongue out at Frisk.

Frisk groaned. "Oh my God, don't drag me into this."

"Ah, you know you enjoy it really," Sans teased.

"Just a little bit."

Toriel placed Frisk's and Warren's cups of tea down in front of them, Frisk was about to take hers when she suddenly froze, a sharp pain piercing her temples, the scenery around her changed and she found herself staring at a person, it was her. Only she wasn't completely herself, she had a maniacal expression plastered on her face, a grin as wide as a cheshire cat, clutching a bloody knife in her hand. Frisk looked over at the person next to this other Frisk, it was Toriel. She had a large, bloody wound in her stomach, coughing and spluttering as she fell to her knees. There were other bodies on the ground, Papyrus, Alphys, Undyne, Warren, all lay dead around her. The evil Frisk licked her lips, wiping the blood off the knife with her finger.

"I'll kill them...I'll kill EVERYONE. Or should I say...we will?" she hissed, letting out a loud and maniacal laugh that rang through Frisk's ears like a bad tune.

She felt someone shaking her by the shoulders, followed by people calling her name over and over.

"Frisk? Frisk?! C'mon snap out of it!" came Warren's voice, as he shook her.

Sans was quickly by her side. "What's wrong? What happened? Frisk, can you hear us?"

Frisk could hear them, but the scenery hadn't changed. She was still staring at this horror around her, the dead bodies, this evil Frisk laughing, it was all too much. Suddenly it all disappeared, and she felt her vision go blurry. Frisk slumped against Sans and everything went black.

"Frisk?! Oh my god, Frisk, please wake up!" Sans called anxiously, shaking her a bit.

"Oh my goodness...what happened to her?" Toriel asked, placing her hands over her mouth.

"I don't know, she just suddenly started staring into space, like she was in some sort of trance.." said Warren, casting worried looks at Frisk's unconscious body.

"Or like she saw something, her eyes went a weird color...all pale," said Sans, wrapping his arms around her. He picked her up bridal style. "I'm gonna take her back to her room and keep an eye on her, until she wakes up."

"I'll come with you," said Warren, jumping up from his seat.

Sans raised an eyebrow at him. "Suit yourself."

Sans brought Frisk down to her room and lay her gently on the bed, Warren standing close by. "Do you think she'll wake up soon?" Warren asked, uncertainly.

"Hopefully, that was just...so odd, I wonder what caused it," said Sans, looking at Frisk once again.

"Yeah, everything was fine and she just...she just started staring like that...do you think she really saw something?"

"I dunno, maybe? It doesn't make sense, but I guess we'll just have to ask her when she wakes up," said Sans, shrugging.

"Yeah, you're right," said Warren, sitting on the other bed. "It's just weird, this has never happened before in all the time I've known her."

"Mm, yeah, well strange things can happen at any time," said Sans, frowning.

Toriel came walking into the room, clutching her cell phone.

"I've called Alphys, maybe she can run a check up on her and see if everything's ok," said Toriel, biting her lip. "Oh, I do hope she wakes up soon.."

Sans forced a smile on his face, just to be reassuring. "Don't worry, Tori, I'm sure she will."

Ten minutes later they heard the doorbell ring and Toriel rushed to answer it, it was Alphys; along with Undyne and Papyrus. They quickly headed into the room where Frisk lay, still unconscious.

Alphys furrowed her eyebrows. "Oh dear...so, what happened to her exactly?" she said, taking out her kit.

"We're not too sure, one minute she was totally fine, the next she just started staring intensely at something, almost like she was in some sort of weird trance. She wouldn't snap out of it, and then fell unconscious," said Sans.

"Sounds strange..." said Alphys, she pulled out an injection. "I'm gonna take some blood samples, and run a test back in the lab. Hopefully it's nothing too serious and that she'll wake up soon."

"Oh the poor human! I do hope she gets better soon!" cried Papyrus, holding onto Undyne.

"I'm sure she'll be fine, Pap, don't worry!" said Undyne, patting him gingerly.

After Alphys had taken some blood from Frisk, she injected the blood into this small capsule and placed it in her pocket. "All we can really do now is wait until I get this back to the lab, and until Frisk wakes up too."

Just as Alphys had said that Frisk suddenly stirred, causing Papyrus to gasp.

"I think the human is waking up!" he announced excitedly.

Frisk groaned and opened her eyes, frowning. She placed her hand on her head as she slowly sat up. "What...what happened?"

"You passed out," said Warren, immediately by her side.

Sans narrowed his eyes at him, but turned to look at Frisk. "Yeah, you were out for a bit there, kid."

Frisk suddenly remembered the strange images she saw playing out before her and shivered, what did it all mean? Was it some kind of messed up nightmare she had while she was awake? It didn't make any sense, but she wasn't about to tell everyone straight out what happened. Not right now. Not with everyone here staring at her.

"What happened to you back there?" Toriel asked anxiously.

Frisk bit her lip. "I...I don't know, I suddenly had a piercing headeache and I don't remember what happened after that."

"Are you sure? It just, it looked like you'd seen something," Toriel pressed on.

"I'm telling you, I honestly don't remember."

Everyone remained silent for a minute, exchanging nervous glances at one another. Frisk sighed.

"Look, I'm fine there's no need to worry, let's just go back into the kitchen for some tea," said Frisk, hurriedly.

Toriel wanted to protest but decided against it, Frisk was stubborn and there was no denying that. She ushered everyone out of the room, all except Sans who stayed back, noticing Frisk didn't follow the others.

Frisk could feel his eyes on her and turned to face him. "What?" she asked, almost irritably.

"Frisk...are you sure there's nothing going on with you?" he asked, his voice low and full of concern.

"I'm fine, really Sans! I just, sometimes I just get these really bad migraines, I'll be fine once I eat and drink something, don't worry about me," Frisk replied, forcing a grin on her face.

Sans raised an eyebrow, not really convinced but decided to drop it for now. "Well, if you're really sure you're ok, then I won't bother you more about it. C'mon, let's head out and join the others."

Frisk followed Sans out of the room and towards the kitchen where everyone sat at the table, drinking tea and eating the pie Toriel had baked, she was now busy getting the dinner ready. She smiled at Frisk when she entered the room.

"Here, lemme give you a hand Tori," said Frisk, desperate to keep herself distracted.

"Are you sure? You're not still feeling lightheaded are you?" Toriel asked, anxiously.

"No no I'm fine, don't worry about it!" said Frisk, grabbing a potato peeler and quickly working away at preparing the dinner.

That being said, Frisk did still feel a bit lightheaded, not that she was going to pass out anytime soon mind you, but the images she'd seen didn't leave her mind. It was so odd, she'd never experienced anything like this before. But the minute she entered the underground she'd started getting these weird dreams. Would she even call them dreams? Frisk didn't know. Whatever they were, they made Frisk feel anxious. Worried even. Wondering what they could possibly mean, or was it just her mind playing cruel and horrid tricks on her? That, she didn't know. She wanted to talk to someone about it, but kept brushing it aside. Afraid they'd tell her she's just losing her mind or imagining things. It was bad enough she couldn't even tell Warren, someone she'd practically spent the last 9 years of her life around, let alone her friends here in the Underground.

Once the dinner was ready the sound of forks and knives clattering and people chatting filled the room as everyone settled down to eat, Frisk didn't feel that hungry herself but still forced some food down her throat to avoid any more questions being asked.

"This may not be spaghetti, but it tastes great all the same, thank you very much Frisk and Toriel!" said Papyrus, grinning wildly and wolfing down some more food.

"You're very welcome, Papyrus," Toriel beamed.

Once everyone had finished eating they all moved to the living room and sat around the fire, relaxing and drinking the tea Toriel had prepared for them.

Undyne turned to Frisk. "Sooo, never really got around to asking what you do nowadays?" she asked, sipping tea.

"Well, I'm in college doing Music Production with Warren at the moment, I'll be in my final year this new term," said Frisk.

"Oooh, s-sounds interesting! So, do you like play any instruments then?" Alphys piped up, intrigued.

"Um, well...I play the piano, keyboard, and I sing and stuff like that," said Frisk, feeling slightly embarrassed.

"Singing? I, the Great Papyrus, am known to be quite the singer myself! You should sing us a song sometime Frisk! And if you're lucky, we can do a duet!" Papyrus boasted, striking a pose.

"Oh no, I'm like way too shy to sing in front of other people, I'll freak out," said Frisk, blushing.

"Bullshit! I hear you singing in the shower all the time!" said Warren.

"That's different!" said Frisk, her face absolutely crimson now.

"Don't worry, we'll get you to sing for us sooner or later," said Sans, winking. Frisk's face couldn't have possibly been more red at this point.

"Sansy boy is right, just you wait until we have our little celebration party, THEN we'll get you singing," said Undyne, grinning mischievously and nudging Frisk.

"I hate you all! I feel like you're all out to get me now," said Frisk, pouting and hugging her knees to her chest.

"Aww Frisk, we're only doing this because we love you," Alphys teased, wrapping her amrs around Frisk.

"Yeah, don't be such a sour puss," said Undyne, joining in on the hug.

"Think it's time to smother Frisk with our love then," said Sans, giving them all a bone-crushing hug (wahey).

"I want in on this too!" said Warren, almost crushing Sans. His hands brushed Sans' ribs by mistake, causing him to gasp slightly.

"Hey, buddy, watch the ribs!" Sans hissed.

"Oops! Sorry bro!"

"I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, SHALL JOIN IN ON THIS ACT OF LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP! NYEH HEH HEEEEEH!" Papyrus suddenly announced loudly, practically flinging himself on top of everyone, causing the hug pile to suddenly collapse and Frisk was left helpless and squashed underneath the weight of everyone.

"Ahhhhh Papyyyruuuuusssss, I think I busted a rib," Frisk wheezed.

Toriel watched them all, laughing away to herself.

"This is quite the sight to behold," she said, chuckling.

"Papyrus please get ooooffff, I think I'm dying," said Frisk.

Everyone slowly lifted themselves off of Frisk, laughing in unison as Frisk lay sprawled on the ground.

"You guys are terrible," Frisk laughed, sitting up.

"We know, but you love us really," said Sans, grinning.

They spent the rest of the evening sharing stories, from ridiculously hilarious to somewhat admirable, it was just what Frisk needed to keep her mind occupied rather than continue to dwell on the horrific vision she'd seen flash before her very eyes. Telling funny stories was almost theraputic. Sure, it didn't stop that familiar feeling of dread that clung to her like a parasite, but it was enough to make her forget about it for at least a few hours or so.

That was until it was time for the rest of the gang to head back home and get a good night's sleep, considering how late it had gotten. Frisk checked the time, it had gone past midnight.

"Thanks for stopping by guys, it was a lot of fun! We gotta do it again sometime soon!" said Frisk, giving them all a tight hug goodbye.

"For sure! Hey, how's about having that proper celebration on Friday? At Grillby's, you better be there, punk!" Undyne, flashing Frisk a toothy grin.

"Yeah, totally! Can't wait," said Frisk, beaming.

"You're coming too, Fuzz face. I'm expecting you to show me these arm wrestling skills you so happily mentioned," said Undyne, nudging Warren.

"Oh it's on like Donkey Kong, Undyne!" grinned Warren.

"We'll show you guys how it's done in the Underground, later nerds!" Sans teased, winking.

"I, the Great Papyrus, look forward to some shenanigans this Friday!" said Papyrus enthusiastically.

Toriel laughed playfully at everyone's enthusiasm.

"Sounds like fun, thank you so much for coming everyone. Have a good night!"

They all bid each other farewell one last time before making their way back down the dark, snowy trail to their homes. Toriel shut the door behind her, the house feeling suddenly warm again, as well as quiet and empty now that the others had gone home.

Frisk stretched, followed by a loud yawn. "That was fun, but boy am I beat! I'm gonna head to bed, I'll see you all in the morning!" said Frisk.

"Me too, thanks Toriel again for letting me stay the night!" said Warren, smiling.

"You're most welcome, Warren. Do come back any time you like!" said Toriel. "Goodnight you two!"

"'Night!" they said in unison, and headed down the hallway towards their rooms.

Frisk was about to open the door to their room when Warren suddenly grabbed her by the arms and shoved her against the wall, Frisk squeaked in surprise.

"Warren..?" she whispered, scared.

"Frisk...are you sure you didn't see anything strange back there before you passed out?" he asked, his voice low and serious.

"N-no, I already told you guys!"

"But the way you were staring into space, it's like you saw something...something you didn't like..."

His grip on her arms was getting tighter now. Frisk winced.

"I swear I didn't see anything...Warren, please. You're hurting me!"

Warren suddenly let go of Frisk and backed away, looking a little ashamed. "...Sorry...I don't know what came over me, I'm just really worried about you."

"It's ok..I'm telling you it's nothing, I'm fine! Let's just go to sleep," said Frisk, opening the door and heading into the room without speaking another word.

She quickly changed into her PJs and hopped into bed, ready to get a well needed night's sleep, one where she hoped didn't involve any more nightmares. Frisk also tried to forget about the way Warren had spoken and pushed her against the wall, it was so unlike him. He'd never laid a finger on her before. Still, he looked a little shocked with it himself, maybe he just wanted the real answer out of her. Maybe he knew she wasn't telling the truth. Perhaps, but she wasn't about to really let him know what was going on inside her head, seeing as she didn't know herself exactly. Frisk could only hope that whatever was going on would soon pass as nothing more than a few strange nightmares.

The next day consisted of Frisk taking Warren back to the train station and then from there she was immediately on the hunt for a job. Frisk tried the station first but no such luck, then the library but they weren't looking for anyone at the moment, then there was the new Nice Cream parlour that opened there a couple of months back but they weren't hiring either. Feeling almost down on her luck, Frisk sauntered into Grillby's in hopes that luck would be on her side this time. She flopped herself down on the seat in front of Grillby himself as he cleaned a mug.

"Morning, Frisk. What's up?" Grillby asked, raising a firey eyebrow.

"Grillz, this is serious - I've been looking for places to hire me as I really need a job for the summer! I thought maybe a few would be, but I've been having no such luck," said Frisk, slumping further. She looked up at Grillby with big beady brown eyes. "You wouldn't happen to be hiring, would you?"

Grillby scratched his head. "Gee, I dunno Frisk..."

Frisk clasped her hands together in a pleading fashion. "Oh please Grillby, I've experience in waitressing! I'm really good at it too, see?" she jumped down from the seat and grabbed an empty tray, popping a couple of empty mugs on it and balancing it professionally with one hand, flinging a cloth over her shoulder. "See? I'm a really hard worker too, I PROMISE you won't be disappointed, Grillz! Pleaaaaase?"

Grillby shook his head, laughing at Frisk's enthusiasm. "All right, all right, you can have the job."

"OH THANK YOU SO MUCH GRILLBY!" Frisk squealed, wrapping her arms around him, not really caring how close his flames were to her skin.

"Hey, hey take it easy there Frisk. Now just remember this isn't an easy job, and I'm gonna have to go over the health and safety procedures with you, not to mention some paperwork and all but that shouldn't be too difficult, just know that although Snowdin has a lot of friendly folk, we don't always have the nicest of people come in here. Especially people that wouldn't be used to seeing humans around here. So just be on your guard, ok?" said Grillby, keeping his voice low and glancing at a couple of shifty looking monsters sitting in the far corner of the bar.

Frisk peeked over and looked back at Grillby, her face filled with determination. "Don't worry, Grillby. I'll be sure to work as hard as I can, I'm used to dealing with some pretty nasty people, and there's not much they can do to me while I'm in here under your watch. It'll be fine, don't worry!"

"I suppose you've got a point, and Sans is a regular as you already know, so he'll be sure to suss out any trouble if it were to come to that."

At that moment, as if Grillby had summoned him himself, Sans came bounding into the bar. His signature cheeky grin plastered on his face as he took a seat next to Frisk.

"'Sup Grillby! Hey Frisk, fancy seeing you here!" said Sans, winking.

Ah, now it was her turn to be just as cheeky! "I think you'll be seeing more of me here from now on, Sans," said Frisk, grinning.

"Yeah, 'cause this place is great."

"No, it's 'cause I'll be working here!"

Sans' grin grew wider. "No kidding, that's great to hear! Guess you'll be seeing more of my dumb mug around here then."

Frisk laughed. "I could say the same thing for you, but I think it'll be nice working here."

"Should be, though tell me if anyone starts giving you grief, I'll sort them out for you," said Sans.

Grillby smirked at Frisk almost with a See I told you expression. "I'll just need to go through the essentials with her, and she'll be free to start tomorrow," said Grillby, turnng to Sans.

"Good to hear, hey - more of a reason to celebrate on Friday, huh? A welcome back and start to your new job celebration!" said Sans happily.

"Totally! I can't wait to get started," said Frisk.

"I take it you're here for your usual, Sans?" Grillby asked, raising an eyebrow.

"A bottle of ketchup should suffice for now, thanks Grillz."

"Coming right up."

He handed Sans his ketchup before turning to Frisk once again. "Here, follow me down to the back we'll get your paperwork sorted.

Frisk followed him into the back room, almost skipping, she hadn't been here that long and already she'd landed herself a job. Of course, it did help that she knew Grillby but she'd been away from the Underground so long she didn't think he'd be that willing to give this to her. Not that it hadn't taken some convincing on her part to get this job in the first place, but it was still nice all the same. Suppose it did help that she was twenty-one as well, she can't imagine Grillby would have been so quick to give this job to a ten year old Frisk now!
It would also mean she'd be seeing more of Sans, of course it's not like she could just stop what she was doing and have a big chat with him, no. But it was still nice of him to be on the look out for her like that, it was kind of cute and she did enjoy his company. Even if it was just to be in the same room as him.

Frisk blushed a little and shook her head, what was that all about? Why was she suddenly so eager to be around Sans all the time now? Perhaps it was the guilt of not seeing him or being in contact for years. Yes, that was probably it. Frisk tried to push these thoughts at the back of her mind for now, though it was a good distraction from the nightmares that were still so obviously fresh in her mind. Even so, she still felt weird about thinking this way too. Frisk just wanted to concentrate on working and making her time here less weird for everyone around her, herself included too.

If, of course, that could be helped...

Author's Note:

Ahhhh, I'm so sorry this took longer than I expected to post - I was suffering some serious lack of motivation recently and things have been kinda hectic IRL so I couldn't really find the time to sit down and finish this. I do hope I don't leave you guys waiting as long for the next chapter, and thank you so much for all this lovely feedback! I hope to not disappoint!

Stay determined everyone! Xxx

~AerisTheStrange