Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months since you and G had settled into the small house with Papyrus and Frisk. It was really peaceful...and boring. "Is there anything else I can do here? I'm dying of boredom! At least I had something to do in prison." Papyrus walks over to your slouching figure and sticks a black garbage bag in your face. "THEN YOU WILL BE MORE THAN HAPPY TO CLEAN SANS' ROOM." Your mouth was set in a displeased frown. "Why do I have to do it? It's his room!" Papyrus gives you a Don't-test-me look. Getting up, you yank the bag out of his grip and stomp into Sans' room. Papyrus also gave G a job, cleaning the outside of the house (windows and such). Frisk was currently in the city buying Papyrus some ingredients for tonight's dinner. She doesn't know what's coming for her.
As soon as she got out of the cab and onto the busy streets of the city, she set off for the marketplaces. She noticed many police cars and various vans with different news station names on them, lined up along the sidewalk. 'People are making such a big deal over this. They're just two robbers. Nothing dramatic.' She thinks reasonably. She tried to make her trip short, avoiding being asked questions. But to no avail. After walking away from all the commotion, she hears a voice that sparks her curiosity. So, she pretended to be interested in what was held in the store window next to her, listening closely. "Hey, boss!" An annoyed sigh can be heard. "What is it now, Jimmy?" Frisk assumes that the one who had spoken did not want to deal with this "Jimmy" person right now. "T-the name's Johnny, sir. B-but anyways! I think I found something related to the 2 escapees!" Johnny's boss lets out a grunt. "Oh yeah? What'd you find?" Frisk turns her head a little to see Johnny showing his boss something on his phone. "Woah! You actually did!" The sarcasm was obvious. "What's this supposed to tell me?" Johnny lets out an impatient sigh and continues. "As you can see, the latest photo that was taken is of the two criminals sleeping together." His boss pulls out a pair of glasses and squints at the picture. His eyes widen as he looks at the profile name. "Hey! You!" Frisk winces at how loud the officer's voice was. She slowly turns around to face him. "Bye!" She says, before bolting towards the heart of the city. "Hey! Come Back Here!"
Frisk had bumped and shoved a lot of people during her sprint, but she didn't care. She had to focus. That's what was important right now. She mapped out the whole city, creating routes that would take her to the outskirts of town. She had been doing so well, until the police started to chase after her, blocking every possible exit. That wasn't going to stop her, though. She had determination coursing through her soul. She charged into the closest cop, who was the strongest man she had ever seen. After headbutting him in the chest and catching a quick headache, he grabbed her by the arms, ignoring her fruitless attempt at breaking free. The officer from before (his name is Bob) walked up to Frisk. "You will show me where these two are or you replace them." Frisk didn't want to end up in jail for such a stupid compromise, but it would mean she would have to lead them to their "hideout". She gives Bob an angry look and says, "Fine. But one stays with us." Bob smirks. "Deal. Let her go." Her arms fall back to her sides. "I don't want to see your face in the city again." She gives him a quick nod and starts to run towards her exit. "What am I going to tell Papyrus?" Frisk worries aloud.