A/N- Important stuff underneath this chapter.

Frisk awoke to a breeze fluttering their curtains and letting in sunlight. They blinked blearily, their mind sluggish but a deep happiness permeating the thoughts that managed to form. They glanced towards the window; what they could see of the sky through the curtains blowing about was bright blue with puffy white clouds.
They let out a huge yawn and stretched; before freezing in place with a whimper. They ached. Their legs were expressing their dislike of the movement and they hadn't even got out of bed; and the skin of their face and shoulders hurt.

Moaning as they did so, they gingerly got to their tender feet. There was no doubt- they'd managed to overdo it at least a little. They groaned and moved their legs, trying to get the muscles to ease up, before staggering to the bathroom.
Once they'd relieved themself, they looked in the mirror over the sink while they washed their hands. Sans had been right. Their face and shoulders were rather red; and even their chest and arms were pink. They winced and touched their face with their wet hands, before squeaking and pulling back. That wasn't a good idea.

They headed downstairs. The movement helped their legs loosen up, and the stiff ache was starting to ease a little as they reached the hallway. Toriel was in the dining room, sat in her reading chair, and she looked up as Frisk entered.
"Good morning, dear one. I was about to come and wake you. How are you feeling?" She put her book on the chair and came over, laying her large hand on Frisk's face. They winced and pulled away a little.
"I'm okay, but... I think I overdid it a little. My feet and legs hurt, and, uh... Yeah, I've definitely got sunburn."
Toriel tutted. "You do feel rather warm. Well, it is fortunate that I asked Alphys for aid- I noticed you looked rather red last night. She helped me to find some information- wait here and I will return with something to help, and some of the pie from yesterday as well."

Frisk sat at the table and flipped open the sketchbook that lay there. They hadn't been able to do any drawing at all yesterday, too busy enjoying themself; a tiny part of them regretted that, but at least they had photos. They thought for a moment, then started to sketch.

By the time Toriel returned with a tray, Frisk had laid out a rough sketch to work from- Papyrus, knelt next to his sand castle. They smiled and pushed the sketchbook away to make room for the tray.
On it was a slice of pie with a fork, a small pot of tea, a teacup, a glass of iced water, and a tube. Frisk picked it up; it was cold, fresh from the fridge. Aloe vera gel.
"We read that it should be helpful with healing your sunburn," Toriel explained, taking it from their hand. "I can help you to apply it if you wish."
"Thanks, mum." Frisk smiled at her. "I think I can manage, though- I don't want you to get it all in your fur." They picked up the fork and took a mouthful of pie.
"I do not mind- and you will need my help to do your back."
"Mmf bnf?" Frisk looked at her quizzically.

"Oh- I suppose you did not realise as you cannot see it? I am sorry to say that your back is worse than your chest, Frisk. I do not mind helping you- perhaps I should do it while you eat?"
Frisk swallowed. "Oh... Okay. Yes, that's... That's fine."
"Good." Toriel unscrewed the cap as they took another mouthful. "We also read that you should be sure to drink plenty of water. So please do so today."
They squeaked and nearly sprayed the table with food as she squeezed some gel onto their shoulder. She paused.
"Oh dear- are you alright?" Frisk nodded, frantically swallowing.
"I- I'm fine, it's just cold!" They swallowed a mouthful of water, deciding to wait until there would be no more surprises to continue eating.
"Oh... Yes, sweet one, apparently it will be more soothing when it is cold. Do you need me to warm it a little for you instead?"
"No- it's okay, it just... Took me by surprise."
"Very well." Toriel squeezed some more gel onto their other shoulder. "Apparently I should apply it 'generously'. I will try not to use too much." She squeezed one last dollop onto the back of Frisk's neck; they let their head fall forwards, quickly scraping their hair into a messy high ponytail to avoid it getting in the gel or their breakfast.

Once they were used to it, it was rather soothing, they had to admit; Toriel applied it in gentle circular movements, covering their upper back, shoulders, neck and arms. She was about to do their chest when they suddenly shifted away from her hands.
"Uh- it's okay, I'll do my chest and face after I've eaten."
She blinked, a little taken aback, then nodded. "As you wish, Frisk. I shall go and wash my hands, and then I will bring in the laptop- would you help me look at the pictures we took yesterday?"

After they had nodded, she left the room and went upstairs to the bathroom. They let out a deep breath, before turning to their breakfast, careful not to lean back.
They felt a little too warm for the tea, but they ate the pie and drank the water, before applying the aloe vera gel to their face and chest without a mirror. There was a brief moment where it stung the sunburn; then it felt wonderful. They slathered on a little more than they probably needed to, gingerly adding a bit more to their shoulders, where it was already starting to soak in and dry; then they took their plate and glass into the kitchen, rinsing them and their hands.
Toriel came in while they were drying their hands. "I now understand why you were concerned about getting it in my fur." She was holding a hand towel and the gel; she put it back in the fridge and rubbed at her fur with the towel. "I will help you apply some more whenever you feel you need it, though. And I would still like for you to drink more water."

She took the glass and refilled it, dropping in a couple of ice cubes; then she paused and fished out a couple of frozen raspberries, adding those as well. "Would you try this? If it is nice, perhaps it will encourage you to drink more water."
Frisk took it and rejoined her in the dining room. She'd set up the laptop that Alphys had found for them on the table and turned it on; the camera sat next to it. Frisk took the memory card from the camera and slid it into the slot on the laptop, pulling up the folder and opening the first picture.
It was a blurry mass of white and blue. Frisk blinked, glanced at their mother- who looked more confused than they were- and went through to the next one.
This was one on the bus; of Alphys peering through the seats and Undyne over them to talk to Frisk, Sans and Papyrus. Toriel exclaimed at how well it had come out, and Frisk had to agree- it was certainly better than the next five or six pictures, all of the same subject matter, and all either rather blurry or grainy.
"Well... At least the first one was clear, was it not?" Toriel glanced at Frisk, who nodded.
"That was a good photo- although the bus was my least favourite part of the day!"
The next photos were on the beach; the sea, the sands, the monsters. Frisk paused at one of them playing with Greater Dog, and looked over at Toriel. She smiled.
"Look- you look so sweet, playing with your friend! Oh- what is next?"
Next was another of Frisk and Greater Dog, this time on the edge of the sea. And the next-

Was of Asgore. It was a good photo- quite a few so far had been blurry, or had a furry white thumb in the shot. This one was clear; he was pointing away, towards the sea, smiling and looking at something. It was a very natural shot, and Frisk's favourite picture so far.
Toriel seemed rather flustered. "Oh- you can just rush past these, I was just trying to understand how to use the camera better." Her voice was slightly higher than usual, and Frisk fought their face into a neutral expression before speaking.
"Oh, well, you did a good job! It's a- a really good picture. You timed it well, and it's really clear."
They didn't want to press their luck, however, and after a sneaky glance at her face they went on to the next one; it was another of Asgore. And then another. They heard Toriel shift position, and avoided commenting.

There were more of the beach after that, of monsters playing; of all of the dogs gathered together, and one from a distance of Frisk helping Papyrus understand how to work with sand.
The next few were all at the restaurant. There was one the waiter had taken, of all of them- even Greater Dog trying to get in the shot at the bottom. Frisk giggled; everyone looked happy, even if their smiles were for the camera instead of natural.
After that was the ones Frisk had taken. At first they moved through the first few of Papyrus' sand castle a little too quickly, remembering taking them; but it was the first time Toriel had seen them, and she complained that she wasn't able to see them properly at that speed. After that they went through them slower, giving her time to see Papyrus, Undyne and Alphys all working on the sand castle together. Their photos were generally better than Toriel's; something she commented on, and they, embarrassed and concerned about her feeling bad, didn't. They did join in her comments about the sand castle, though, without mentioning that the small amount of work visible so far was theirs.

There was a particularly bad photo of the beach from part way up the cliff, next; Frisk remembered trying to take it when they couldn't see properly, and it looked like they'd been shaking the camera when they took it. They moved quickly past it.
The next was by Sans; it was clear and focused, showing the cove from above, the beach, with so many monsters in the shot. While Toriel exclaimed over it, Frisk zoomed in to full size so only a portion of the picture was on the screen.
"Oh, I had no idea you could make it so big! Who can we see, Frisk?" Toriel pulled her chair nearer to Frisk's as they dragged the picture around.
"Look, mum- there's Grey, and where's- yes, see, there's Les! And..." They continued searching; passing over monsters they barely knew by name, although pausing for a moment when they found the couple who had been royal guards. "Oh- there's you and Dad!"
Toriel shifted slightly, looking even more uncomfortable than when they'd come across the pictures she'd taken of Asgore. Frisk moved on without saying anything more, zooming out a little to find their friends, then zooming back in on them.
"And there's Papyrus, Alphys, and- huh. Where's Undyne?" They zoomed back out and searched. "Oh- she's back in the sea near them! I guess she was eager to swim..."

Finished spotting everyone they particularly eager to find, Frisk moved on to the next one; a similar picture, but with the camera aiming more towards the horizon, part of the beach out of the shot. "Oh... Look at that, mum. It... It doesn't look as incredible as it did in person, but it's still beautiful!"
"Yes, it is lovely." Toriel smiled at her child, before examining the picture again. "I did not see the sky and sea from this angle- they almost look as though they are one far in the distance, do they not?"
"I thought that!" Frisk grinned. "It really does look like they're fading into each other."

Then it was a picture of Sans, on the top of the cliffs. His grin was real, broad, his face half in the the shade, making his glowing eyes look bright as he looked at the camera.
"I really was lucky to get that shot!"
"He looks... very happy, sweet one," Toriel said. Frisk nodded.
"He climbed all the way up there with me. He should be happy, after that! Although, uh, I think he kinda wished he'd stayed on the beach, lying down." They laughed and continued.
The next was of them beaming into the camera together, the cliff falling away at the edge of the shot to show the beach, so far below. Toriel gasped.
"Oh- that is very high up. Perhaps you should not have gone, that does not look very safe."
"I didn't get hurt," Frisk pointed out. "And I was sat at the top, not being stupid or dangerous."
"Well, perhaps. You do look very happy."
"It was a great day." They smiled at their mother; she returned it, nudging them.
"Are there more?"

There were. She had seen these later ones briefly, but only on the camera's screen; here she could truly see the scenery, the rolling hills, the sea and cliffs. Frisk talked as they went though them about the things they saw; pointing out a hill far in the distance where Sans had seen horses, and a valley where they'd spotted a couple of houses nestled into the trees. Finally they got to the last photos; another unsuspecting one of Sans, the lowering sun painting his skull shades of yellow; then, after another, the final shots of the tiny village and the cove, far off and below, with the horizon stretching across the picture.
Toriel exclaimed over the next one. "Oh- Frisk, this is the sweetest picture of you I could have imagined!" It was the one of them, looking up at the camera, a real smile on their face that reached their eyes and made them shine. They remembered feeling awkward, put on the spot, but here... They simply looked happy.
And in the next one, a big smile covering their face. And the next, them with Sans, looking at him and grinning; and the next, with Sans again, laughing, looking straight into the camera. Frisk didn't say anything; just let themself return the smile of their past self in the photograph. It seemed the sum up the whole day; shared laughter and joy, with a backdrop of a beautiful location and the sun filling everything with life.

The last few photos they had taken were a bit of an anti-climax after that; of Papyrus' sand castle. But then there was one last picture- of them and Sans, asleep on the bus. Their head was on his shoulder and his head on theirs; both of them with eyes closed, clearly fast asleep, leaning against each other.
"Mum!" Frisk exclaimed. "I- I can't believe you took that!"
"What is wrong with it?" Toriel looked from the picture to her child, who was covering their cheeks. "It is very cute!"
"I- well, yeah, but- but- I didn't know you took that! I didn't even know I was asleep- like- like that!"
"Does it truly bother you so much, my child?" She gently took one of their hands in her furred ones. "I can delete the picture, I do not mind."
"No! No- it's fine, I just-" they glanced at the pictures, then at Toriel. "I guess I was just surprised. I'm not bothered, just... A bit embarrassed."
"You do not need to be embarrassed, dear one." Toriel squeezed their hand. "Would you feel better if I promise to not show anyone?"
"Um. Yes, please. Thanks, mum."

The rest of the day passed by swiftly. Frisk made a copy of the pictures for Sans; they deliberated over whether or not to include the last one, but finally decided to simply because they were so bad at hiding things from him.
Toriel had forbidden them from going out in the sun until their burn faded; they didn't mind too much. With their sore shoulders, they didn't want to put a top on; and they were able to apply the aloe vera gel as often as they wanted. They got to draw and paint, trying to give form to their memories, until Toriel had to come up and remind them- in a tone that brooked no complaints- that it was time for bed.

Some quick information in regards to the future of this story.

Firstly, due to RL stuff, updates will be slower than previously. Sorry about that! I won't be leaving long gaps between chapters that are somewhat cliffhanger-y, and I hope to still upload a chapter every few days.

Another thing is that the people who comment seem to fall into two groups- those who like how I've tried to stick to the origins the game provided, and those who like my personal spin on the characters and relationships. As things progress, the story will be going much more in a personal direction, with relationships changing and evolving.
I want feedback on this. I could start a new story which will basically be a "sequel", so people can avoid seeing things they may not enjoy. It does mean there will be less in there and obviously it'll be split up; but it also means I'll be less likely to get burned out and more likely to finish.

Which would you prefer? Would you like to see me split off into a new story set a couple of years later, or have it all in one? Why? Please do let me know- my inbox is always open, and the feedback I get will help me decide how to take this story forwards.

Thanks for reading!

-Ren