SUMMERY: And now ladies and gentlemen we are preparing to land in our three AU's, we suggest that you take all your medication and dry all your tears.
(WHOHEREWASFUCKINGRILEDWHENHEATHSWASLEAKED? NO JOKE I LISTENED TO IT 60 TIMES AS SOON AS I HEARD! Anyways)Okay so this and the last chapter were going to be one big chapter but HA NO! I don't like doing chapters too big and yet I feel icky when chapters are too small. I'm weird like that. Also things will make so much more sense in the next chapter. I also wanted to use AU's that most people to really write about often
"PAPYRUS WHEN DO YOU THINK THE HUMAN WILL WAKE UP?"
"Be quiet bro, or you're gonna wake her."
"THAT'S THE POINT! SHE'S BEEN LIKE THAT FOR THE ENTIRE NIGHT!"
"Pretty sure that's called sleeping bro."
"LOOK, LOOK THE HUMAN IS STIRRING!"
Frisk groaned in pain, she was laying on something that was very, very lumpy. Her back painfully screamed at her to get up and find something else to lay on, but despite her body's desperate pleas Frisk reeeeally didn't want to get up. Sans really was a crap influence on her, she didn't even want to get up from the world's most uncomfortable bed. Frisk's eyes fluttered open only to be met with bright blue star filled eyes, quite literally actually.
'Oh, Underswap.' (Get it? Because everyone in this AU's role is swapped? Haha, shut up it was funny when she thought of it okay?) Frisk internally groaned, she got so confused in this universe.
It was also terrifying to see Sans running around and see Papyrus acTUALLY SMOKE A REAL CIGARETTE!
"GOOOD MORNING HUMAN, I SEE YOU'RE WELL RESTED FROM NAPPING FOR A WHOLE 8 HOURS!" Sans cheered, more like yelled in Frisk's ear.
"Yeah, you were out for a while there pal. You feeling alright?" Papyrus asked from the other side of the room, Frisk sat up and noticed that he was leaning on the wall. A cigarette dangling in his mouth almost magically, considering that he had no lips.
"Y-yeah...just a umm," Frisk nervously fiddled with her fingers. "A bad dream...really that's all that it is."
"You've had quite a lot of those human, I'm worried." Sans spoke, raising a gloved hand to Frisk's forehead. "You seem like a good temperature, so you're not sick...mayhaps a good breakfast will help you?" Sans asked, his eyes almost glowing at Frisk.
Fuck he had good puppy eyes. "If it's not too much trouble Sans, you know me best after all." Frisk smiled up at Sans, who practically squealed.
"MWEHEHE! OF COURSE, YOU SHOULD EXPECT NOTHING ELSE FROM THE MAGNIFICENT SANS!" Sans proudly placed his hands on his hips, dramatically posing. "STAY THERE SITTING HUMAN AND DON'T YOU DARE MOVE A MUSCLE!" Sans pointed a finger at Frisk, glaring at her playfully with his star filled eyes.
Frisk smirked gleefully"Gotcha, so basically be Papyrus?" Sans howled with laughter, Frisk saw that Papyrus was indeed trying to fight back a smile.
"N..NOW T-THAT WAS -BWAHAHAHAH- A J-JOKE PAP!" Sans held his stomach as he continued to laugh, small tears forming in the corners of his eye sockets. He somehow made his way into the kitchen, where his laughter was still heard.
"Heh, low blow pal." Papyrus placed a bony hand where his heart would be, "Got me right here, don't know how I'll manage anymore." Frisk smiled as Papyrus plopped himself right next to her, making her jump and land quite roughly.
"Sorry Papyrus, I'm not the best morning person."
"Same here pal, though Sans has been fessing a lot after you these past few days."
"Did you tell him that it's normal for humans to snore? Last time he tried to give me CPR because he thought I was dying." Frisk turned pink at the memory, making a chuckle come out from Papyrus.
"We both know you kinda liked it pal." Papyrus teased, bumping Frisk with his elbow.
Frisk grew confident and smirked. "Not as much as you did when I got Metta to sing~" Frisk watched as Papyrus coughed nervously and turn a surprising shade of red.
Frisk could oh-so clearly see her Papyrus in his smile.
And it hurt like hell knowing that it wasn't her Papyrus at all.
"Heh, uh yeah anyways...you've looked a hell of a lot tired lately pal," Papyrus leaned back on the couch, watching Frisk with watchful eyes. "I mean this was the first time I actually saw you sleep for more than 2 hours."
"Are you trying to say I've been looking a lot more ugly lately Papyrus?" Frisk joked, trying to desperately think of a good excuse. "Last time I checked that wasn't the most flattering compliment."
"Frisk. Come on." Papyrus continued to stare holes in Frisk's head, all the while Frisk looked away. "Don't you trust me by now? I know Sans' is everyone's favorite but I'm pretty okay too." Papyrus offered, hoping it would somehow cheer up the human.
Frisk smiled meekly.
"Hmm."
One of the reasons that Frisk was always left confused with Underswap was that it was hard to know what you were supposed to do. In this one she was technically Chara and vise versa, and when she started this AU she played the part very well. Yet Frisk didn't feel like she was in control most of the time, to be honest she couldn't even remember some of it. It was almost like one day something seemed to snap in her mind and she was already in control. The swap Chara was actually pretty cool to hang around, even though they looked like a child (It was really hard to tell their gender and age) it was almost terrifying to see a nice Chara.
Another thing Frisk didn't fully understand was that if Chara was Frisk and Papyrus was Sans, then in a way shouldn't Papyrus and Chara be together? Or shouldn't Frisk be with Papyrus since he is Sans in this one? It hurt too much to think about, and although it made Frisk feel gross at Frisk to be with Sans since he was bASICALLY PAPYRUS! Sans was still Sans, and some things never do change.
No matter the universe.
"-isk. Frisk? Come on focus pal." Papyrus urged, shaking Frisk's shoulders gently.
Frisk blinked a few times, rubbing her eyes tiredly. "Sorry about that Papyrus, seemed to have spaced out for a while there sorry." Frisk smiled apologetically, not unaware to Papyrus' suspicious eyes and tensed shoulders.
Looks like the carrot still doesn't believe in you huh?
'I don't even know what I did to make him trust me.' Frisk still smiled up at Papyrus, and although it wasn't her Papyrus it still stung knowing he didn't trust her. 'Maybe he remembers when I killed him and his brother that one time perhaps? I mean just a thought, but could be a possibility.'
"Sans was right, you are a bad influence on me." Frisk lightly shoved Papyrus, a joking smile on her mouth.
Papyrus snorted in response.
"Don't ever tell him that pal, I told him that he was right 'bout me sleeping late…" Papyrus rubbed his skull and shook his head for more effect, "You would think I was asking for my very own death wish."
"PAPYRUS I HEAR YOU IN THERE, DO NOT TELL THE HUMAN FALSE ACCUSATIONS ABOUT ME!" Sans yelled from the kitchen, returning back wiping his gloved hands on his apron.
"GET OFF THAT BLASTED COUCH AND GO WASH THE DISHES, YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE THAT CAN REACH THE SINK!" Sans trotted his way over to them a cup in hand, making Frisk have to hide her smile behind a hand.
It was just so fucking hilarious seeing Sans walk in heeled boots. ("FOR THE HUNDREDTH TIME, THEY ARE WEDGES TO GIVE ME A MORE INTIMIDATING BOOST IN BATTLES!)
"HERE," Sans untied his blue apron, throwing it on Papyrus' skull. "YOU MAY NEED THIS, NOW OFF THE COUCH! SHOO SHOO!" Sans puffed out his chest, hands proudly on his hips and a cocky smile on his face.
Papyrus looked to Frisk for help who now seemed very interested in her nails. Did she really make them THAT small? She really needed to stop biting her nails.
"PAPYRUS!"
"Fine, fine I'm going." Papyrus huffed and struggled to get up for a moment, the apron not making the job easier at all.
He somehow found his way into the kitchen, not without giving Frisk a threatening look through the apron. It would have hurt a lot more had there not been a blue apron on his face. Truly not having Papyrus' trust sucked, Sans didn't seem to take note of this and jumped next to the spot on the couch next to Frisk.
He handed the mug to Frisk without a word, and she didn't really have to ask what it was. Sans always made her tea in the mornings, so she took it and nodded him
Sans fiddled with his fingers for a while, his voice going softer and much more calm. Like he was speaking to an emotional child who just lost their favorite toy.
"You're tired aren't you human?" Sans poked Frisk's cheek Frisk accusingly, a frown played his face.
Frisk involuntarily sighed. "What? No I just woke up, really I'm fine." Did her face really look like she had no sleep?
"You fell asleep on my bed Frisk and woke up on the couch."
"We both know I tend to sleepwalk Sans, remember how I walked all the way to the ruins?"
Sans pouted somehow, he began to mess around with his fingers once more. Frisk hastily finishing her tea, wiping her mouth with her sweater and placing the empty cup on the coffee table. She debated on what to do for a while, she knew what role she had to play in this world and she couldn't afford to get attached. But damn Sans and his stupid sad face and his stupid everything, damn it all to fucking hell.
"Sans take off your gloves, you're always complaining how your hands get sweaty." Frisk tried to sound bored, she even laid back on the couch to seem disinterested. But she cared too much about Sans.
Sans pulled his hands away and began sweating bullets. "W-WHAT? N-NO I...I THINK YOU WOULD PREFER ME WITH MY GLOVES ON HUMAN!" Sans stuttered apprehensively avoiding Frisk.
"Sans seriously it's fine, they're just your hands really."
Frisk remembered that this Sans was actually a lot more sensitive than the Sans she was used to, Frisk also picked up the fact that he had a lot more self esteem issues. That or Underswap Sans was really bad at hiding his insecurities.
Eventually with some more prying, Sans gingerly took off his blue rubber gloves, holding in his breath as if expecting Frisk to gasp in shock. But all she did was hum in approval and pick up her cup to finish off any leftover tea she may have missed, too anti climatic for Sans' taste.
"THAT'S IT?" Sans threw his hands in the air for more dramatic affect, an annoying look present on his face.
"What?" Frisk raised an eyebrow in confusion, a smile growing on her face. "Sans what did you expect?"
Sans stared at Frisk for a while, a blush making it's way onto his face. "WELL THAT YOU WOULD GASP AND I WOULD FEEL INSURE AND WALK AWAY, BUT BEFORE I CAN YOU GRASP MY ARM GENTLY A-and...umm looking i-into m..my." Sans shrunk at Frisk's stare and by the end of his rant he was practically whispering. "N-never mind you." Sans hide his face in his scarf, his face a brilliant blue hue.
Frisk snorted. "Sans really I don't know what you expected from me, I mean I think it's pretty obvious that you're going to have skeleton hands. I really don't expect you to have human hands, or a tongue or any other human quality really." She rubbed Sans' back soothingly, like she was comforting a child. "I think that's what makes you so amazing to me, you're unlike anything I've ever seen. I have no idea why you would be insecure about yourself when you're already so amazing." Frisk just let the words flow from her mouth, she herself truly meant every word. Smiling gently and eyes glowing with confidence, Frisk put more space between her and Sans.
After the last AU she didn't dare get close to another Sans, she just couldn't afford it.
Sans gasped all too dramatically, stars quite literally in his eyes. "I-I never knew you carried such feelings for the magnificent Sans human! Now I understand why you were trying to put so much space between us!" Sans squealed, a huge grin almost blinding Frisk. "You were confused about what you were feeling and unsure if I return the same feelings that you have for me!" Sans tackled Frisk in a hug, his arms finding their way around her body and pulled himself up so that he was sitting on her lap.
His bony legs found their way around her waist and held her in place, while his arms prevented her arms from moving. His face was tucked into her neck, and with every word he spoke it made Frisk jolt and squeal in surprise. "Well I can answer that for you easily human, you are very special and amazing to me as well." Frisk just stood rigid, glad that he couldn't see her solemn expression.
Sans spoke in a slight muffled voice."I understand that you are going through something, and although I would love to help you but I know you are not the most open person. So take all time you need, just now that someone as magnificent as me believes in you and cares so much about you Frisk." Sans raised his skull so that his bright smile was looking right at Frisk, his star filled eyes bringing tears to her own. "I'm right here Frisk, if you ever need a shoulder to lean on, or an ear to listen always know that I'm close. I believe that you're going to be okay, with whatever it is that you're going through."
Frisk felt her face going hot and could feel the upcoming tears start to form. "I can help, I love you so much Frisk. I won't let you fight alone, be-." Sans was cut off with Frisk's gross sob left her mouth, Sans immediately got off Frisk and was instead standing in front of her.
Sans started to panic. "Human? What's wrong, was it something I said?"
Don't cry
…
Don't you dare Frisk, you were doing so good
…
Frisk grabbed the small skeleton and stuffed her face deep inside his battle body. "Yes, t-thank you so much." Frisk sobbed rather pathetically into Sans, her frail body trembling. "I'm s...sorry, I'm so, so sorry I didn't mean it really. I-I have...n-no control over...I don't." Frisk was rambling now, her red and stuffy face pressed against Sans' metal battle body.
She didn't really care about the hard metal making it quite uncomfortable for her to talk properly, or the fact that Sans had no idea what she was saying because it wasn't HER Sans. It didn't matter, she just needed Sans.
"I...Sans I don't know w-what to do..I-It's gotten s-s-so BAD...I c-can't do it w-without...you." Frisk gripped Sans tighter, cold tears getting stuck to Sans' battle body. "I..I can't DO this anymore S-Sans..w-what do I d-do?" Sans patted Frisk's back in comfort, only making her sob harder.
"Shhhh, it is going to be alright…" Sans soothing shushed Frisk and even began to rock themselves back and forth. "I will always be here you know, I'll always be right here no matter what." Sans calmly spoke, as gently and soft as a whisper.
Frisk sobbed harder.
Sans was confused as to what to do."Hmm." He stole a few quick glances around the room before picking up Frisk in his arms, and slipping into the nearest shortcut. "It's okay human, just...just close your eyes." Sans said in concern, patting Frisk on the back before fully stepping into the shortcut
Shortcuts were the most simplest ways to get from point A to point B in Frisk's opinion. Shortcuts were as the names implies very short, there's no amazing sights to see, or mind boggling sights to see. It was almost like just blinking and BAM, there you are.
Very anti climatic.
Frisk stumbled and faltered while making her way to Sans' bed, not really caring that it was a truck bed. "S..sorry Sans, I-I didn't...I didn't mean to.." Frisk tried to apologize in between sobs, Sans just shushed her and pushed her into the bed.
"Never mind that human, I am simply glad that you were able to get those tears out of your system." Frisk almost melted into Sans hand that was gently caressing her cheek, ugh damn the fan girl inside her. "And that I was there to help you, I have no idea what you would have done without the magnificent Sans' brilliants and kind nature." To prove his point, Sans posed dramatically, earning a dry chuckle from Frisk.
"Anyways I think it would be best if you would stay here instead, I'm guessing that the outside world will do you very little good with your problems." Sans awkwardly said, not really knowing what else to say.
Frisk had to hold in her laughter, did he really think that little of her.
"You know me so well Sans." Sans perked up at her compliment.
"Of course, I take pride in taking very good care of you human!"
Doing a very swell job so far blueberry
Frisk sighed and got under Sans' covers, they were cold against Frisk's overly sweaty body. She sighed in content with the sudden comfort, Sans smiled down at Frisk seeing her relaxed look. He didn't know much about Frisk's past, she rarely talked about herself but he had managed to pry her of information about her. Papyrus was always on edge whenever Sans was left alone with Frisk, he also saw the shifty eyes he shot Frisk whenever she would talk to Chara. But it made no sense to Sans really, he knew that Frisk didn't have the best past and was not the best socialist but she really didn't do anything to not be trusted.
Sans titled his head to one side, and puffed out his cheeks (somehow?) as if wanting to see the scary Frisk that Papyrus had warned him about. He just saw an emotionally drained girl who desperately needs help and a warm cup of tea.
He just couldn't see a demon.
"Human, I am going to make you more tea! I think that we will be needing more tea.." Frisk nodded solemnly, Sans' shoulder slunked for a brief moment before he regained his confidence. "I shall not give up on you human, no matter how grumpy and grouchy you become with me!" Sans had to hold in his laughter at Frisk's face.
"I am not a grouch." Frisk mumbled, a stupid smile began to grow on her face. "I'm just…"
"Grumpy."
Frisk couldn't help her smile, Sans looked down at her for a moment with a lost look in his eyes. They stood like that for who knows how long before Sans forcefully shoved his face to Frisk and pressed their faces closely together. Frisk's eyes were wide open now, she was starring cross eyed into Sans' star filled eyes. It wasn't the most romantic or most pleasant kiss if this was even classified as one, Frisk's lips were chapped, cut, and cold and Sans was just smashing another cold surface onto her. It was like pushing your lips against a wall, but to be fair Sans was sending a few sparks of magic through Frisk's body that stimulated that they were actually kissing. It wasn't the cliche 'We must have been there longer than time' kiss, if Frisk were to guess it probably lasted around 10 seconds.
When Sans pulled away he was a flustered blue, beads of sweat starting to drip down his face. Frisk just looked up at him taken aback, her eyes going wide and her face was a mix of shock and maybe even a little bit of enjoyment was present. Sans turned on his heels abruptly and scurried out of the room, tripping on his own heels in the process.
"U-um, S-."
"I-I WILL B-B-BE RIGHT ERM, UH B-BACK!" Sans yelled as he made his way out of his room, yelling to himself all the way and tripping down the stairs. "CURSE YOU, STUPID DOG!" Was heard throughout the house.
Well that happened.
Frisk stayed silent for a while, bringing a weak hand to her lips to feel where Sans' face had once been. It was so cute for it being Sans' first kiss, and although it was in no way romantic or very nerve racking, Frisk was still a bright red.
Ugh, do you have any standards Frisk?
"I did not come here to be kink shamed thank you very much." Frisk groaned, rolling her eyes and flipping onto her side she buried her face into the pillows. "Besides, it felt like I've had no hours of sleep so if you mind." Frisk only closed her eyes for a minute before she felt herself slipping off into sleep.
Not even a full minute passed before Frisk was shaken awake, she swatted away at the hands that were disturbing her sleep. When she was continued to be shaken she groaned and tried to roll away from the person, they followed and shook her frail body harder.
"-ISK! c ome on...miss it!" A voice urged, eagerness laced in their tone.
Frisk instantly knew it was Sans, although she couldn't hear all of his sentence she could already tell it was him.
"S..aaans, go t' sleep, 'm..sleeping." Frisk groaned her throat burning and aching all of a sudden, SO not in the mood to put up with UnderSwap Sans right now.
"come on kid, you're gonna miss it get up!" Frisk jolted out of bed in shock, she was SO NOT in UnderSwap anymore. "That's more like it, come on pal you're helmet's right there." Frisk rubbed her eyes, still not fully in focus.
After a few blinks she was finally able to see where she was, and she would have laughed had she not been so amazed with everything around her. She hastily picked up her helmet and put it on, she saw Sans there waiting for her by the door and she almost ran to him. He chuckled and looped his arm around hers, without a second thought Sans opened the door and was careful to help Frisk out as well.
Her breath quite literally got caught in her throat, Outertale was just so beautiful.
Sans cast a curious glance at Frisk "someone's eager huh? last time i hadta teleport ya out of bed." Sans jostled Frisk's hair just to annoy her, she in return bumped his skull with her fist.
Sans snorted as he rubbed his head. "aww come on kid, below the belt." He held Frisk closer as he started walking, with the weird gravity it went without saying that Frisk should always hold onto someone when walking.
It was also much harder to talk in space, so Frisk reverted back to sign language and merely pointed and gestured. Although it bugged Frisk to no end, the pretty everything was worth it in the end. Snowdin was on it's own separate land almost, the snow was so much more thin than normal and it floated right above the ground and seemed to glow and up close appeared to sparkle. The galaxy practically sparkled like diamonds at the two, far away planets that Frisk could not name for the life of her but still took her breath away each time she saw them. Sans was practically dragging Frisk by the arm now, it's not like he minded anyways. Sans kept stealing quick glances at Frisk awe struck face every once in awhile, each time he looked at her his smile seemed to grow.
Course that could always have been the side effects of being a skeleton in space.
"pap's gonna be pissed if he finds out that we actually wake up early than him one day." Sans commented, briefly letting go of Frisk's hands so she could talk.
'You don't think he'll be proud that you woke up before noon?' Frisk signed, teasingly smiling up at Sans.
Yes he was actually taller in this AU, very disappointing I know.
'I mean I think if he found out, no joke he would cry in happiness.'
"there's technically no morning here kid, i just wake up later than everyone."
'You're not denying the fact that it may be the best moment in his life.'
Sans laughed his belly laugh, Frisk just watched his laughing face with her own small smile. Outertale Sans was much easier to get to smile, it wasn't that he was more happier than any other Sans it was just that he seemed to have a lot less to worry about. There was no imprisonment of all monster kind underground, the entire fucking cosmos was all around them for crying out loud! It was also a little odd to see such an edgar Sans sometimes, he was still lazy mind you but he didn't give the original a run for his money.
"-isk?" Sans' voice broke Frisk out of her trance.
She sent him an apologetic look that Sans just waved off.
"nah don't worry about it, you have been looking spaced out ever since ya woke up." Frisk made a face at Sans' crap pun, which only made Sans smile wider. "what? that was funny." A snort left Frisk's lips.
Frisk let go of Sans to sign once more 'Bad puns aside, I've been distracted a lot lately so there's something else that you're going to put up-.' Sans hastily held onto Frisk's arm when she started to float away. '-with.'
Soon the two made it to Sans' sentry station, although now it was mostly used for star gazing rather than actually a sentry. It was a routine that the two had picked up ever since Frisk could remember (which wasn't very long to be fair, it's not like she had the space to remember every little thing) and Sans had no intend to break it any time soon.
Sans paused in front of the small little shack, mischievously grinning at Frisk. "welp, upsa daisy kiddo."
Frisk sighed as they climbed on the sentry and lifted herself onto the roof, it took around 5 minutes for Frisk to finally make it and her stupid helmet wasn't helping her in the slightest. Neither was Sans who kept laughing at each attempt and failure, it was really dangerous for Sans to use magic on Frisk hence why they walked and why she had to climb to get to the top of a stupid small shack. When Frisk finally made it she flopped on her back but instantly winced in pain as her helmet hit the roof pretty hard, of course Sans just appeared right next to her without a single drop of sweat on his face. Frisk stuck her tongue out in a fit of anger, turning her head away so she couldn't see Sans' smiling face. She gazed at the sky for a while finally able to think, REALLY think about everything she had just went through.
Frisk started to think to herself, a focused look settled over her features. 'I just when through 3 AU's already today, and all I really did was close my eyes. It's not like I chanted a song and wanted to be sent here, so it all happened on it's own, I usually have to think of an AU and I'll usually be there.' She started to fiddle with her fingers not even thinking about it. 'God will I have to go through every single one? There's no way in all Hell that I'll be able to make it out alive.' Frisk's breathing became ragged, and soon her helmet was just clouded, blocking the stars from her sight.
Frisk's heart seemed to want to pound out of her chest, she raised a hand to hold her heart.
'This cannot be happening, God fuck this is NOT happening. I can't...I-I just I can-.'
"FRISK LOOK! THERE!"
Sans shook Frisk's shoulders repeatedly pointing to the sky and talking about something with stars or something. Frisk tried to return to her normal breathing patterns, trying to banish any negative thoughts that tried to sneak their way into her mind. She reached out to hold tightly onto Sans' hand and looked upwards, a gasp leaving her mouth and she heard Sans' satisfied chuckle from besides her.
Almost millions of stars were flying in all different directions, the sky was a light blue and it only made the stars stand out more in the light. Planets that seemed so close to touch stayed in place as the sky was dancing with stars, it was as if it were giving Sans and Frisk their own private show and no one else. It felt like this was just for their eyes, just for them.
Just for Frisk.
Just for us
'Not now.'
Sans intertwined their finger together, emitting a small gasp from Frisk as she turned to look at Sans with wide eyes. Her eyes seemed to ask her question themselves, it was too much of a hassle to sign.
"yes i knew 'bout this, an' yes i planned this out for ya." Sans' voice was laced with affection, a blue blush dusting his face, "ya've been really bummed out for a while bucko, jus' thought that this might help ya a little. hope waking up early was worth it frisk." Sans coughed to distract the attention on himself, did it just get a lot hotter in here or what?
Frisk smiled before turning back to the sky and smiling at it as if thanking it, her eyes began to droop and she felt her hold on Sans' hand going limp. She didn't want to go to sleep and wake up in another one, Frisk just wanted to stay here for a few more minutes. Just a few more minutes please, that's all!
'This was so short, too short! Who knows how long I'll have before I come back?'
Sans saw Frisk struggling to stay awake and titled his head and smiled at her "heh it's alright kid, i did wake ya up pretty early. just go to sleep it's fine, the sky's gonna be like this the entire day. so don't worry you miss anything." Sans gently told Frisk, not knowing of what she was thinking.
Just do it, what's the worst that could happen?
'CHARA SHUT THE FUCK UP SERIOUSLY!' Frisk couldn't help it and choked out a sob before her eyes closed for good, she could faintly hear Sans voice next to her slowly fade.
"..love...you..Frisk.."
Frisk couldn't have told him anything even if she wanted, it was all too much and her mind was already wondering. Frisk could feel her hold on Sans' hand start to slip, and before she could do anything he was gone.
And she was ripped through time and space.
Again.
Frisk didn't dare open her eyes just yet, she shut them as tight and made a face of clear discomfort and groaned as she felt herself lay on a couch again. Bringing a hand up to wipe away her sweat that dripped down her face, there was no helmet to prevent her motion so she was out of Outertale for good.
"Nggh," Frisk groaned and made a face, her stomach hurt like all hell and it felt like she could hurl at any time. "Ugggh, th...this is s-so not what...I signed up f-for." Not talking ng to anyone in particular, Frisk gently sat up from the leather couch.
It smelled horribly of hydrogen peroxide and ketchup.
It's not like I was asked if I enjoy this?
Frisk mentally rolled her eyes. 'And you're still not.' Chara was the last thing on her mind, much less his moodiness and attitude.
"Well actually you in fact did, I have the paperwork right here to prove it too," Frisk jumped at the sound of another voice, she quickly opened her eyes but a blurry talking blob was all she was able to make out. "If you are referring to your situation with getting up that is something else all together that I cannot assist you with. I am surprised you were out so long, I don't remember you sleeping for so long Frisk, I'm quite proud." Frisk could almost hear the voice smile, her vision was starting to return and she could make out the figure little by little.
There right in all his glory was Sans, a few good feet from Frisk with a mug in his hand and papers in the other. He had on a lab coat with pocket protectors and, had on a simple white sweatshirt and normal black pants with his iconic pink slippers in all their glory.
Ugh the nerd, I hate him. He talks way to fucking much for his own good.
Frisk completely blocked out Chara and immediately lunged for Sans, science Sans was always trying to help Frisk in any way possible. He always believed her and in a way made her feel so much better each time she came to this AU. She didn't mind that he was rather shocked and stumbled and almost dropped his mug, nor did she care that she was wearing a stained lab coat that smelled horribly of hand sanitizer.
She would finally get relief and answers for once this entire…
Week?
Mouth?
Year?
Time sure does fly in the thunderdome huh?
Sans' body went limp awkwardly. "-Oh errm, hello to you too Frisk." Frisk glanced down at Sans, her watery and bloodshot eyes told Sans enough. "Or maybe a welcome back is in order?" Frisk stepped back with a smile.
"Oh you have no freaking idea," Frisk chuckled, rubbing her tears away. "Remember how you told me to take notes about how many times I reset and all the alternate universes I go to?"
"Yes?"
"Yeah I lost count and lost the list too."
"But we worked hard on that list Frisk! I even put stickers on it just so you would want to write in it!"
Sans placed his mug down and threw his papers on a random desk, he smiled at Frisk in a form of comfort hopefully. His smile came out lopsided and it looked as if he were complementing a child on their horrible drawing. But Frisk took it anyways and returned the gesture, if not a little more kinder and sincere.
Frisk seemed to be blissfully unaware of the effects her smiles have on Sans, no matter the universe.
Sans coughed awkwardly. "Err w..well then umm, let's...uh," Sans stuttered, a nervous habit he had. "L-lets us umm, get um..t-to it then." Sans muttered out before scattering away from Frisk and deeper into the lab.
Ugh, nerd.
"Fuck off demon prick." Frisk didn't bother to hide her anger or muffle her voice.
Sans turned his head to see what Frisk was talking about, but he found herself talking to no one but herself a wave of pity flooded him.
"Frisk tell him to go posses someone else's' mind for a day, I've been wanting to inform you of some new information I found out." With that smug comment, Sans continued his slow pace with Frisk tailing behind him, covering her giggles with her mouth.
Not funny Frisk.
Frisk smirked to herself. "It actually is, you just have a crap sense of humor."
If she really tried Frisk could remember the exact first time she had told this Sans about Chara, he was concerned about her because of the way she had been acting for the past few days. When she came in with a disheveled look and hell in her eyes and just bluntly told him. ("Frisk what has been going with you? I hav-." "I have the dead kid of the queen and king who happened to be a murderer living in my mind.") Needless to say it wasn't the most scientific explanation and he had quite literally laughed in her face.
Yet after a few more resets and convincing this Sans has been the second biggest help to Frisk.
Sans had pulled up his office hair and a small stool. "Here, sit." He pointed to his big chair, Frisk knew that he had this weird quirk with only sitting in HIS chair so she plopped herself on the stool.
Sans shot her a look and adjusted his glasses being held by tape, "You are the absolute worst with following orders Frisk." Sans said playfully, shuffling through papers and folders. "Now. Since I have everything right in order here I say we get down to business don't you think?"
Frisk took a deep breath, preparing herself for all the questions and prodding. "Waiting on you, what do you want to know anyways?"
Sans sat himself in his chair right across from Frisk, going cross legged as he had his clipboard in his lap. He clicked his pen for even more dramatic effects in the silence.
"Everything."
I AM STILL FREAKING OUT OVER HEATHENS, THE CLIQUE WAS A HUGE FREAKING MESS.
So yeah other than that nothing else, I wanted to use AU's that people don't really ya know, write about with Sans/Frisk.
But anyways, thank you all so, so much for making it to the end and please don't hesitate to ask or talk to me. I'm more scared about you than you are of me.
Thank you and take it slow.