Frisk awoke in the bedroom, in bed and with the sliding puzzle. She got up and crawled to the kitchen. The others were all in the living room talking about Frisk.
"Well, how long do we have to wait?" Toriel asked Alphys, with a worried look.
"I don't really know! I can't seem to find a cure!" Alphys said, panicked.
"Well, I think you should try harder! She's already annoying enough at her normal age!" Flowey said, annoyed.
"Guys, you're over reacting!" Undyne said, banging her fists on the table. "Honestly, this whole situation hasn't caused her or any of us any harm, has it?" She finished.
"I have to agree with Undyne," Papyrus said. "Actually, she has been quite the giggle box."
"I agree with that, but she can be a handful at times," Sans said, remembering the Gaster Blaster incident.
"We're not going to keep her like this forever, are we?" Undyne asked.
"I don't think that would be fair for her, or us for that matter," Toriel replied.
Just then a loud crash came from the kitchen.
"Oh no," Toriel said, getting up and walking to the kitchen. Frisk was up in the cupboard, pulling random items out.
"Oh no no no!" Toriel said, trying to reach Frisk. Frisk giggled at this, and grabbed a jar labeled "SNAILS." "Oh sweetie, please don't touch those!" Toriel said, smiling nervously. The jar slipped out of Frisk's hands and fell to the floor, shattering. Snails started to slither slowly on the floor, leaving trails of slime behind. Frisk then reached in and grabbed a jar labeled "CINNAMON." "Oh please not the cinnamon!" Toriel pleaded. But Frisk proceeded to "accidently" drop the jar. Then she reached and grabbed a jar labeled "BUTTERSCOTCH," and send it crashing to the floor. Sans had just walked in when Frisk had crawled onto the refrigerator. There, she grabbed a bottle of ketchup. Sans watched in horror as she held the glass bottle over the edge of the fridge.
"H-Hey kiddo, you wouldn't wanna upset your old pal Sans, would ya?" Sans said, reaching for Frisk. Frisk just giggled and dropped the bottle. The world seemed to move in slow motion as Sans jumped to save his precious ketchup. But the bottle shattered against the hard tile floor. "YOU RUINED THE KETCHUP!" Sans shouted, his left eye ignited with ghostly blue flames. Frisk stopped laughing as tears filled her eyes. "YOU ARE GOING TO PAY, YOU DIRTY KETCHUP KILLER!" Sans shouted, pulling two Gaster Blasters out of his pockets. The volume of Sans was too much for Frisk, as she started sobbing loudly. "N-Now now b-brother, I t-think we should t-take a step outside!" Papyrus said, pulling the shaking Sans out of the kitchen.
At this point, the others were making their way into the kitchen. "Toriel, what's going on!?" Undyne asked, in shock.
"Please help me get Frisk down," Toriel said, pointing to Frisk, who was still sobbing. Undyne sighed and grabbed Frisk from the fridge. "Can you watch her while I clean up, please?" Toriel asked, trying to get the snails back together.
Undyne sighed. "Okay, I'll watch her," She said, taking Frisk who was still crying, to her room. When they got there, Undyne played birdy until Frisk stopped crying. "You got yourself into trouble I see," she said, tickling Frisk. Frisk didn't laugh, she tried to push Undyne's hands away. She looked like she would start crying at any moment. Undyne was taken back by this, she expected Frisk to at least giggle. She tried to tickle Frisk again.
"No!" Frisk said, trying to push her hands away. Undyne tried her best to make Frisk laugh, but the more she tried, the more upset Frisk became. It wasn't long until Frisk was sobbing again…