*Ring* *Ring*

*Ring* *Ring*

"ugh, that better not be work." Sans groaned as he reached for his phone on the nightstand. He just put Frisk on the bus a few hours ago. Now he just wanted to sleep and enjoy his day off. "hello?"

"Hello, is this Sans?"

"yeah, what's up?"

"Hi, i'm the nurse at Frisks school. I have her down here at my office and she's running a fever. Is there any chance you could come and pick her up?...Hello?"

"hey." Sans said and stood in her office, scaring the nurse. He looked to the bed and saw Frisk laying down. "what's up kiddo?"

"I don't feel too good." She said and shook her head only to then be interrupted by a cough.

"where can i go to sign her out?"

"Right here." The nurse said and handed him a paper. He signed it then went over to Frisk.

"do you have your stuff or do you need to go get it?"

"I got it."

"alright then let's-"

"Um, excuse me." The nurse interrupted again. "Sorry, but to my knowledge this is the First time Frisk has been sick since coming into your care. I mean no offence by this but-"

"we know how to take care of a sick human. thank you for your concern." Sans nodded and smiled to her. "me and her grandfather have been doing some research for a while so when this day did come we'd know what to do. we also already have some human medicine stocked up"

"Good to hear, have a nice day, and feel better Frisk."

"come on." Sans picked up her backpack and slung it over his shoulder then he lifted her up as well and carried the child out of the school before teleporting back to the house and into Frisks room. "how did you even get this sick? you seemed fine when i put you on the bus this morning?"

"Well, I felt a little funny when I woke up but figured it would go away. When it started to hurt to talk and I started coughing a lot is when I decided to go down to the nurse."

"well if it hurts to talk don't say anything. ok?" He said and tucked her into bed. "i'll go get you a drink and then i'm gonna make a few phone calls." She nodded and Sans returned with a drink for the child. After that he went downstairs and got on the phone.

Of course. Of course Tori would be out of town when Frisk got sick. Not that he couldn't take care of the child but it would be nice to have Tori here to help. Gaster and Papyrus were at Spaghettore. Pap couldn't leave his restaurant but Gaster said he would be back as soon as he finished helping Pap with whatever it was they were doing.

Sans heard his phone go off and unlocked the screen. It was a text from Frisk, well actually two texts.

Hey Dad? Can I have come cough drops.

Wait. Did you change your picture in my phone to Darth Vader?

Sans smiled then went to go grab some cough drops she had picked out when the family stocked up on human medicine. He went to her room and as he entered announced "i, am your father." Frisk started laughing but was cut short by her coughing. "jeez kid, it sounds like you're hacking up a lung." He frowned and handed her the cough drops. "here, i also grabbed some medicine." He handed her two pills.

"Thanks Dad."

"hey no talking remember." she nodded and pulled her teddy that looked like a skeleton to her chest. "get some rest kiddo." He patted her head and gave her the best kiss on the forehead that he could manage.

"Sorry I took so long." Gaster said as he walked in. "How's Frisk?"

"she's asleep right now, she's got one hell of a cough."

"Do you know what she has specifically?"

"i have a pretty good idea." Sans explained, his eyes never leaving the book on human illnesses. Until they heard the sound of a bedroom door upstairs opening up.

"Dad? Is someone- Oh. Hi grandpa." Frisk waved with a sad smile.

"Oh dear. Frisk you should go back to bed, you look really-"

"I know, I already slept a little bit and now I can't fall back asleep."

"do you want something to eat? maybe that'll help." Sans offered and Frisk nodded. "alright, ill get you something, you go back to bed." He told her and got up from the couch. Gaster walked up the stairs and walked with the child back to her bed and pulled the covers over her. He then went downstairs to go fill up Frisks drink. "hey dad, can you keep an eye on this. i want to go check frisks temperature real quick." Gaster nodded and gave Sans the now full cup to take with him. "hey kid. before you take a sip of this can i just take your temperature?" He suggested. Frisk took the thermometer and placed it under her tongue. As the numbers on the thermometer rose Frisk would cross her eyes to try to read what it said. When the device started beeping Frisk looked at the final number and sighed. She handed it to Sans who saw 101.3 degrees. Yup, thats a fever. A normal temperature for a healthy human was 98.6. "yup, you got a fever bud. i'll go grab your soup. do you want to eat it here or in the kitchen?"

"I'll take it here." She told him. Sans returned to the kitchen and poured the now ready soup into a mug.

"here ya' go."

"Thanks Dad." She smiled. Sans handed her the remote and she put on some show or movie or something.

"So what is it you think she has?" Gaster asked as Sans made his way down the stairs.

"viral pharyngitis, or what the humans refer to as a common sore throat with cold like symptoms."

"If it's a common thing we should have some medicine for it."

"already gave some to her."

Around dinner time is when Pap came home. He brought with him some Chinese food which included some chicken noodle soup for Frisk. "COME HUMAN, ALL OF MY CUSTOMERS TODAY SAID THAT THIS SOUP IN-PARTICULAR WAS GREAT FOR WHEN YOU HUMANS ARE SICK."

"hold up pap, before she eats i want to check her temperature again." Sans explained to the younger brother who nodded as Sans put the thermometer in Frisks mouth. When it beeped this time Sans looked at it slightly surprised. "how did your fever go up?" He shook his head, staring at the thermometer in disbelief. He was doing everything right. Wasn't he? What happened that she got sicker. He walked back to the counter and got some more medicine for her. When he returned to the table the family sat down and began eating.

"This tastes really good uncle Pappy!"

"WELL OF COURSE IT DOES, I WOULDN'T HAVE GOTTEN IT FOR YOU IF IT WASN'T. HOWEVER, IT IS SURELY NOT BETTER THEN MY SPAGHETTI!"

"Hee hee, of course not Pap. It's good, but just in a different way, your spaghetti is way better."

Sans mostly picked at his ketchup covered meal. What on earth was he doing wrong? Maybe he should give her the liquid medicine from now on. Apparently that one works faster.

A/N: I had a ton of fun writing this chapter. So much in fact that I decided to make it a 2 parter.

Thank you to Tat on AO3 for suggesting a sick fic!