Chapter 10
Kid groaned. Why did everything always have to be so difficult? After escaping to his room, the yellow monster sat down on a chair. Why was he so angry at Frisk? More importantly, why was he so angry at everything now? His personality changed instantly whenever he thought about the skeleton, and it didn't help that Frisk was hiding something from him. It was almost like she was- well, he didn't want to consider the possibility that he was too late, but the way both he and Frisk had been acting lately hardly stood as a base for any romantic operations.
Kid weighed his options for a second, then figured out what he needed to do. He decided that he'd (yes, I know), talk to someone about his feelings. As the boy stood up again, he began to ponder on who would actually understand what he was going through, and advice him. The answer came quicker than he imagined, and in the form of a knock on his door.
"Kid? Are you in here?" An effeminate voice asked. "Can I come in?" Kid nodded in response, then mentally slapped himself.
"Uh, yeah. Come in dude!" He said, trying to muster an heir of excitement in his tone. He opened the door from afar with his hand magic, then looked at the person that quickly entered his room. It was Ange, Frisk's unexpectedly helpful roommate, and they looked guilty. "What's up?" He asked, a little surprise in his tone.
"I-" They started, then they paused and tried again. "I'm sorry Kid. I didn't know what to say and I understand if you don't want to forgive me, because I know I don't deserve it." Kid just looked at her quizzically. He had no idea what she was talking about, but with his luck lately, it probably won't be anything good.
"I'm sorry Ange, it's just, I have no idea what you're talking about, dude." He said honestly, and they looked at him in surprise.
"Seriously? But I thought- Urgh!" they said, slapping themselves on the forehead. "I'm so, so sorry about all of this. I have to stop assuming things." They shook their head. "Alright, I guess this is a confession too." Kid waited, and they took a deep breath. "I told Frisk about you." They said. Kid's eyebrows scrunched together, a thousand questions immediately ready to leave his mouth. They stopped him though, when they continued. "It wasn't on purpose, I thought she already knew!" They said in self defense. Kid shook his head in confusion.
"What even happened?" he asked, and Ange immediately recounted the story for him.
"So that's why I'm sorry. I really didn't want it to happen that way." She said in conclusion. Instead of getting angry, Kid just sighed in exasperation.
"It's okay Ange, you didn't know. Besides, with the way things are going now, it hardly matters." He said, his voice free of the slang he used around Frisk. Ange pulled out a chair.
"What's going on?" She asked, making it clear that he could vent. Kid shook his head.
"I don't know. I guess, ever since everything went wrong last night, I've just been so upset!" Ange nodded, and he continued. "I mean, we made up yesterday, then we were great during Mettaton's performance, and then I tried to ask her to get lunch and everything just got bad again." Ange's eyebrows raised in surprise.
"Did she say no?" She asked, looking at Kid. He shook his head once again.
"No, That's the thing! I think she was going to say yes, but I just got mad at her and walked away, and I don't even know why!" He spoke again. Ange frowned.
"Was there anything she said that triggered this? What do you mean, you thing she was going to say yes? Did she say something before she responded to your question?" Kid thought back to the situation.
"Yeah, she said something about calling that guy from last night. Why does it matter? She was still going to say yes, but I got angry and walked away!" He responded. Ange looked like she had an 'aha' moment, but then her eyes avoided his entirely. "Do you.. know why I could have acted this way? I definitely don't get it." He said, cautiously looking at her. Ange let out a sigh.
"I…I have a guess. But you probably won't like it." She said, and he looked at her curiously. While the truth may be unpleasant, it was definitely worth it if he could figure out a way to make things better with Frisk. However, before he could ask her to elaborate, she interrupted his thoughts with a question. "Kid, why do you like Frisk?" Ange asked, looking at him seriously. Kid thought for a second, then blushed a little bashfully as he considered his answer.
"Well- I mean, she's the best friend I could ask for. She brings out a side of me that- I don't know, I just feel so free around her. She's nice and smart, hardworking and kind, super cute-" He began to list various things until he paused. "Wait, why do you ask?" Kid responded, finally wondering if her question had a point. Ange sighed a little.
"Just checking. Now, you have to promise not to get mad. After all, this is just a speculation, and I may be way off of the mark here." Ange said, and Kid instantly agreed. Ange looked at him suspiciously, but Kid urged her to speak, so she took a deep breath.
"C'mon Ange, I have to know!"
"Kid, I think you may be jealous."
"Wait, you don't think it means Queen Toriel, do you?" Frisk asked the skeleton. Both of their foods were finished by now, and the pair walked out of the door. Sans sighed.
"Actually, I'm pretty sure it does." He said, and Frisk frowned.
"This may be harder than we thought. How would either of us land an audience with the queen of monsters? Even if she was willing to talk to us, how would the queen possibly fit us into her schedule?" Frisk began to panic. "And that's just assuming she'd be willing to talk to us. I don't know why she'd even start to listen to two people who claim that they have voices in their head that need to talk to her because of a theory about timeline travelling. I mean, why would she even-" She stopped as she heard Sans poorly cover a little chuckle. "What?" She asked, now looking up at the monster. Sans just shook his skull, the mirth still apparent in his tone.
"Nothing. You're a riot kid, you know that?" Frisk put her hands on her hips.
"What do mean, riot?" She asked, looking at him. Sans just shook his skull again.
"I don't know, you're getting worried over all of these details, and we haven't even gotten much information yet. It's just different, I guess." He said with a shrug. The monster chuckled again. "I didn't know someone could be so analytical about worrying." He said again, and Frisk sighed in a little frustration. "Still," He amended, "You are right. I don't know when or why the queen could see us." He said, and Frisk nodded complacently. Suddenly, an idea graced her head.
"Wait, when is your class seeing the castle?" She asked, a plan formulating in her mind.
"We go tomorrow." Sans responded, and Frisk smiled.
"Hey, so do we! Maybe we could see her there?" She asked, but Sans looked at her uncertainly.
"All of the other students would be there too." He said, not entirely dismissing the idea, but warning her.
"We can talk to her. Maybe if you teleport us to her while she's alone, we could talk?" Frisk asked, and Sans nodded.
"Good Idea. We can refine it later, but if I can find a window of time when she's alone… kid, you're a genius." Frisk grinned. The two reached the outside of the restaurant, and Sans held the door to the cold open for her.
"Thanks. For the door and the compliment." She added, and he just nodded in response. She stepped outside, and immediately started to shiver.
"You know, now that I think about it, we don't really HAVE a 'later' for our plan, huh? I mean, if we're doing this tomorrow-" Sans trailed off. Frisk frowned at that, but realized he was right.
"Y-You're r-right. But what do we d-do?" She asked, her face becoming flushed in an attempt to rid itself of the cold. Sans didn't notice her shivering at first, so he responded casually.
"We could just get some paper and plan it out. Want to try the library?" He asked, and Frisk hastily agreed. At the sound of her voice again, Sans finally realized why it wavered so much. "Oh, you're cold!" He said aloud, and Frisk looked away dismissively.
"I'm fine. Can we just hurry and get to this library?" She asked, and Sans frowned. He instantly removed his jacket, leaving him in a t-shirt. Frisk shook her head immediately.
"Won't you be cold?" She asked, attempting to keep the shivering away. Sans just offered her the jacket again.
"I'm fine, no skin, remember?" He said, and Frisk looked at the article of clothing again. She felt the wind pick up, and immediately took it from him.
"Oh, thank you!" Frisk said, a sigh escaping her lips at the warmth.
"No prob kid. The library is a few blocks from here." He said, pointing in a general direction. Frisk saw a few buildings, so she just nodded and continued walking alongside the skeleton.
"So," Frisk started, after noticing a lull in their conversation. "What's yours like?" She asked, pointing to her head. He looked confused for a second, but responded.
"Oh, He's weird." Sans paused. "It's true!" He said, then looked back at Frisk again. "Anyway, he likes to interrupt me when I talk, and he's been watching monsters for almost two thousand years from that void." He said, then continued. "He was a scientist, but I may have told you that. I know he doesn't like my puns, and I haven't really verified that he's not evil yet. Still, if he was trying or able to kill me, he probably would have done it by now." Sans paused again. "What about yours?" Frisk thought for a second.
"I don't know what the deal is with their name, but I think it has something to do with the timeline. Mine was a royal family member or something, and they used to live in the underground with Prince Ariel." Sans looked at her quizzically.
"They've already added monster history to our curriculum?" He asked, and Frisk shrugged.
"Kind of. I like history, so I look stuff up when I'm curious. Plus, if you don't learn History, you repeat its mistakes, right?" Apparently, Chara made some sound of approval, because Frisk smiled. "Thanks. What did you do while you were down here? Besides work at a sentry post and tell jokes, I mean." Frisk asked Sans, now feeling curious about his life.
"Well, I had these sentry stations, right? But it was super boring just looking for humans all day, so instead I sold- Oh hey, we're here." Sans cut himself off as they reached the building. Frisk looked up at the sign in confusion.
"Is it spelled wrong?" She asked, and Sans chuckled a little again.
"They're getting it fixed. Now come on, we've got a plan to write." Frisk held the door open this time and grinned. They definitely did.
AN: Woo! Another chapter! I'm not going to lie, writing from Kid's pov was fun. I like the idea that he drops his slang when Frisk isn't around, so I used it. Thanks for reading through that little 'experiment' I did with Kid interacting with a non-main character. I hope this didn't get too OOC, I did have a few issues with Sans. Still, I enjoyed myself with this one, so yay! It felt weird writing an OC, I don't do that, so constructive criticism, especially on that, is ((REALLY)) appreciated. I may incorporate that save point head canon that a reviewer sent, (so long as I can make it work) so look out for that! They will be at the castle next week, then they'll eventually leave the underground. Oh, Also. Frisk and sans have sort of morphed into a single pov because of how often they'll interact, but sometimes I'll keep it 3rd person but with just one of them.
Question: Okay, so I know I asked this question about Undertale as a whole, but what about in this story. Do you have any people that you absolutely have to see together or can't ever see it happening here? Are you just apathetic about the whole romance aspect of this story? Are you somewhere in between? Let me know!
As always thank you, thank you, thank you for your reads and reviews! Your input has been wonderful and a definite motivation to write. See you guys next week, and the beta search is still on! If you're interested let me know any way you can!
~ST OUT! Stay Determined!