Later that night, Frisk was curled up with a notebook, brainstorming ways to help the monsters.

*Explain not every monster hurt me

*Not every monster agreed with souls being taken

*Some even tried to stop it, even so far as to be shunned

*Monsters who helped me, who aren't being punished, despite me being human, Gerson, Grillby, Burgerpants

With their notebook Frisk ran to Grillby, "Grillby, can I write a letter online for everyone to see? To help the monsters." Grillby supervised Frisk who wrote their letter,

Dear humans,

I know you are worried about monsters being here. Many of you worry, I am being forced to be helpful to them. I am not.

Monsters did attack me in the underground. They were scared. Humans attacked them first. Magicians locked them there. They made it so souls would break the barrier. You would have done the same thing.

Some monsters helped anyway. Ones not being punished. They shouldn't be. They had a right to come back. The ones who helped me are Grillby, my guardian. Many worry he treats me badly. He doesn't. I love him. Gerson let me buy supplies to help myself, same as Burgerpants. They both knew I am human.

Some monsters didn't attack. They knew I was human. Should they be punished? Can we treat people with the golden rule?

Ambassador Frisk

In the morning, Frisk ran to the computer looking at the comments. They were mixed. "We can try. We probably would have done the same thing." "We wouldn't have done the same thing." "Frisk is in danger." "All the humans were." "Frisk is in safe hands." "Are they?" "Monsters should be executed." "No they shouldn't. Some helped the kid." "Yeah, to make money."

Grillby sighed. Frisk has their hands full for sure.

After Frisk looked at the comments, Grillby got them ready to see their uncle. He wasn't too keen on taking a child to a maximum security prison, but apparently, the social worker gave him visitation of Frisk. He certainly wasn't going to leave a five year old alone in a prison full of violent criminals.

When they went outside, they were bombarded with human right activists. "Protect the kids!" "All kids should live!" "Keep us safe!" Were what was being screamed outside of their home. Grillby held Frisk's hand, taking them to the car, and placing them in their booster seat. "Ready?" "Mmm hmm." Frisk nodded.

Grillby was glad someone was ready. He was not, as he knew this was going to be a long drive and Frisk's uncle was their guardian, according to old records. If he murdered someone in such a gruesome way for trying to hurt Frisk, he knew some tough questions were in store.

Frisk laughed when out the window, they saw Papyrus yell, "Yeah humans have rights too!" Which confused protesters. Some took him aside, to which Grillby was hoping to only ask questions.