A Work in Progress
Chapter 3
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I have next to no idea where I am going with this… I wish I was better with thinking up bad puns when writing… I can come up with them all day in a real world situation… what's funny is I love puns, especially groaners, to Sans is absolutely hilarious to me.
Usual disclaimers
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"You know we are going to have to keep moving, I can already see the shadows starting to creep in on this place." Flowey said irritably to Frisk who sat very still, as if he sat as still as could be no one would notice him. "Besides, those bone heads have been useless. One keeps making that inedible spaghetti and the other sleeps all the time!"
*but mom* Frisk started and Flowey interrupted the child putting his petaled face into Frisk's.
"They said she may recover what that monster did to her, but us sitting around isn't stopping that demon! We have to figure out how to stop it, and we can't do it here. What will happen if that thing catches up to us here? How fast do you think it will go through these townfolks? Those skeleton brothers won't be strong enough. One's a bone brain and the other is a walking garbage pile! Not even walking! That would require too much effort on his part!" Flowey was getting warmed up to his subject of insulting the two people that for the time being has rather set themselves as the child's guardians. Frisk hadn't minded. They told him how Mom was doing and after Frisk got use to them, it hadn't really felt like they needed the child to respond much, Papyrus just made up dialog for Frisk, which was often amusing, and Sans, just seemed to know what Frisk was thinking most the time.
But Frisk knew that Flowey was right. Hiding in Snowdin was not the answer. Just, Frisk wasn't a fighter and once he leaves this place most everyone would be after him likely. He heard that word about him had already spread.
Frisk looked down biting his lip. He… had to be strong. Else everyone would die.
Picking up Flowey's current flower pot (a back pack. It had a good solid bottom and fit the flower well, which also let the child carry him without losing use of his hands) Frisk hopped down off the barstool at the currently empty Grillby's. The bartender had been in back shuffling stock around when Frisk came in, gave the child a sundae and then went back to work. It would go on Sans' tab like always.
As Frisk left a couple other patrons were coming in and the child watched them for a moment. He firmed his lips and sighed. No, he really didn't want to see anyone else die and he was going to have to go something.
Going back to the skeleton brother's home Frisk went inside and to the small box under the coffee table in the livingroom. There were a couple things there that might be useful. Just random things that Frisk found here and there that looked either cool or useful.
"We'll be leaving the snow so you aren't likely going to need snow boots once we get out of town." Frisk paused listening to Flowey's suggestion and nodded going instead for a lighter jacket. He got cold, so even if it wasn't as cold as Snowdin it was still likely to be chilly for the most part.
The pockets around the backpack was now filled with snacks and useful things Frisk settled it onto his back and taking out the notebook from around his neck left a note.
He wouldn't leave without at least letting them know.
"It will likely only make them follow, and that puts them in danger." Frisk firmed his lip at Flowey's words.
He left the note anyway.
*Let's go see Mom* it was on the way anyway.
Since it seemed that Frisk was going to have to put an end to all of this if he was going to save his friends.
They had to be free, then the monster couldn't follow anymore right?
Flowey was silent just watching Frisk. This was not the plan, This had never been his plan.
But he was going to have to work with what he had and there was far more deadly things to deal with now.
Two new things, and one should not be.
Frisk walked out of town heading for the next location in the underground. This was a journey he was going to have to make.
*Flowey?* he signed and the flower glanced over the child's shoulder.
"What is it now?"
*I'm glad you are here.* Frisk signed back.
Flowey fell back, silent and stunned "i…" and he just trailed off.
After awhile "I don't understand." He finally said.
*Its ok, I'll understand for both of us.*
"You… are a weirdo don't you know that?"
Frisk just silently laughed at the flower. Even as the shadows felt sinister. Everything was so much bigger than the ten year old and while the people of Snowdin had been friendly, the people that he may meet on the path may not be so.
He gripped the straps of his backpack and continued on.
He would figure this out, he would stop that thing and save everyone.
Frisk would save Mom, and now Sans and Papyrus.
He would.
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Sans came back to the house early. Mostly to check up on the kiddo but also because something was bugging him. Something creeping in the shadows. Daisy's little brother went missing this morning, Paps was out looking for the little tyke, but Sans was on edge.
"Hey Kiddo, where you ate Bud?" maybe Frisk was down at Grillby's? Hands in pocket he looked around the house a bit and paused by the table in the living room. There was a note. Picking it up he read it over.
"Ah shit kid…" he rubbed his head, "Seemed you were feeling what I was feeling." He sighed. He was going to have to make sure the kiddo was safe. "Going to have to get Paps to introduce the kid to Undyne before that turns messy." He had been holding his brother off, mostly just trying to keep the kid on the down low, especially with a crazed demon on the loose killing people.
Plus he wanted to know what that flower's angle was this time.
And keeping the anomalies from happening too much. That was just one big headache, well bone ache anyway.
His phone rang and he answered it "What's up?"
"Sans?" Papyrus was unusually quiet. Sans felt himself go on edge.
"What's wrong?"
"You should, come out here. We, …. Oh god who would do that to a child.."
Sans was out the door in a nonexistent heartbeat.
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"Was it the human?" Undyne was demanding of the skeleton brothers while the bunny clan mourned the loss of their youngest.
The child had not just been dusted, but someone ATE the baby. At least, parts of it.
Papyrus was the one that spoke up "No, Frisk would never hurt anyone like this. They are just trying to help!"
Sans sighed, glad in this case he could definitely depend on his brother. He'd taken a shine to the kid.
Undyne snorted "Then where is this human?" she demanded. "Not here to defend themselves huh?"
"The kid went to see Toriel." He covered, well that had been in the note, part of it anyway "And likely go talk to Asgore about a compromise until this situation is resolved. Chasing the squirt isn't going to stop the real killer here Undyne." Sans said "It killed everything in the ruins when the kid ran out and found me."
"Yes, and then you never told anyone that there was a human here at all! If this thing is here it's likely after the human, if you just took its soul to the King we wouldn't have THIS." She pointed back angrily at the scene behind them, grief and death.
Sans lowered his boney head, "That kid." He said softly "Been trying so hard, and holding so much on their shoulders. They ain't much older than Daisy's brother." He stared up his eye glowing dangerously blue "You expect me to kill a little kid."
Undyne stared. She was obviously trying not to take a step back from Sans, who just stood there with his skeleton smile and glowing eyes.
Papyrus rubbed his face "Look, if you just met the human." He told Undyne "I think you would agree that Frisk is not a danger here, that … thing… is. And it's dangerous. Its killed so many already and if we don't figure out a way to stop it, then more will die."
Undyne growled at them "Oh I know a way to stop it, catch that kid, give it to Asgore. Then it won't have a reason to be here right?"
Sans took a dangerous step forward and Papyrus grabbed Sans' shoulder "Undyne, just, talk to Frisk first. Before doing anything too hasty."
She stared at papyrus for a long moment "I can't guarantee anything but for you, I'll… talk…. First."
"That's all I ask." Papyrus smiled at his friend. She sighed and muttered something to herself that seemed to be a quiet 'how do I get myself into this shit?'
Sans shook off his brother's hold "I'm going to Grillby's." he said and stuffing hands in his pockets he walked off in the opposite direction from the town and pub.
He was likely going to end up there eventually. For now, he had other things to do.
End notes:
So these chapters on this story end up on the shorter side. But its definitely going to be an interesting story.
Right so had someone who put down their name as 'ElatedPolly' on ffnet suggest Pollyanna by Cathrine Warwick for my playlist. Great suggestion!
I have also added Best Day of My Life by imagine dragons. Doesn't fit quite as well with the story but it just makes me bounce while I write lol. And I can so see Sans and Papyrus dancing to it.