Hello. Time to dive into a world of adventure and plot holes.
Frisk had wasted no time. While Sans and Phil were talking she had been puzzling over the riddle. Look for clues where Ice and Fire meet? What happened when you melted ice?
"You get water," she spouted, hoping saying it out loud would help her. "Water." The place where there is water. "Waterfall!" She berated herself for not realizing it sooner, but she was too excited to care. Grabbing her bag, Frisk ran out the door, giving Toriel a brief explanation of where she was going, and went for the river in Snowdin. The River-person was there to greet them with a quiet "tra la la." The cloaked monster asked Frisk how they were, and what they were looking for. "Well, I actually have no idea what I'm trying to find. All I know is that it is in Waterfall." The river person looked distant as if dwelling on some imaginary item.
"Tra la la. Look for answers in the echoing rooms. Tra la la." They arrived at the Waterfall dock.
Frisk hopped off the boat and gave their mysterious friend one last look. "Thank you for the ride, and the advice." She walked off towards Gerson's shop, and wasn't able to catch the last sliver of wisdom from the River-person.
"I pray you are able to accept what you find, child."
Frisk picked up Undyne and Napstablook on the way to the largest room in the region. Where a carpet of glowing grass was dotted by beautiful blue echo flowers. "Ok nerds," Undyne started, "What are we looking for?" Frisk looked around.
"Something small, probably, and easy to hide." They split up, each going their own way into the maze of flowers. Frisk listened to message after message, never finding anything out of place. Undyne was ripping up the ground with her spear, her sounds of anger getting louder with each minute. Frisk looked over to see Napstablook staring at a small waterfall. "Did you find something?" she said as she walked over to him, motioning for Undyne to join them.
The small ghost looked at the two of them curiously. "Can't you hear it too? The music?"
They shook their heads. "It's so strange, it sounds like only half of a song. A harmony without a melody."
Frisk tapped his side and silently pointed to the waterfall. Her eyes said, Is it coming from behind there? The ghost nodded. Frisk looked to Undyne, expecting her to go first, but the warrior motioned for her to go on. Alone. With palms sweating, knees shaking and fear growing, She walked towards the waterfall. She put her hand into the flow, reaching for a wall, but felt none. with an unsteady breath, Frisk dashed through the cascade and found a small dark room, with a single echo flower in the center. Silently Frisk tapped the petals lightly, and listened. 4 words drifted out onto the air. "Take this to them." Just then, Frisk noticed the small box laying on the floor of the cave. she picked it up reverently, and walked over to the curtain of water. As an afterthought she returned to the flower and left her own message. "I promise I'll help them." On the other side, she showed her friends the box.
"Come on, let's crack it open!" Frisk pulled the box away before Undyne could snatch it. Undyne was persistent, and it took a few hours of running through the caves with Napstablook following frantically before Frisk could talk her down. She explained that they shouldn't invade Sans' privacy just because they were curious. "I guess you're right. This is about fixing our friend, not solving a mystery." Napstablook sighed in relief, glad to be done with the chasing.
Together, they decided to wait until Sans' actual birthday before giving him the box. It was a very long two days.
Sans looked at the tacky decorations all over the house. the multi-colored streamers and balloons were reflecting the exact opposite of his mood. After Phil's revelation, he had spent a lot of time thinking. Everytime he thought of his father, a blank face came up. He could now clearly picture every line of his mother's face, but he could never make Gaster appear when he thought of his father. He had realized just last night that Gaster hadn't been his father. He had no father, only a mother and a brother. Gaster was just the man who had helped bring him and his brother into existence. Papyrus looked around at the decor with a practiced eye. "Hey, bro." Sans called over, "Where are the guests?" He wasn't happy about the party, but he would make an effort to not try and run.
"Frisk said she would be right over. Undyne is picking up Dr. Alphys, Mettaton, and the little ghost, " Papyrus replied with a wave of his hand. He was really hoping that whatever Frisk was bringing would help Sans. Papyrus remembered the first time he had learned what a birthday is. It was an older skeleton, dressed in black. He had been giving Papyrus and Sans some kind of test, and He had mentioned that today was his birthday. Papyrus had asked what the word meant, and had received a very cryptic response. "Oh, Frisk. I really hope your gift can fix this."
"What's up, nerds?!" echoed from behind the brothers accompanied by a loud slam of the door. Frisk slipped in with the monsters, clutching a brightly wrapped box. The next couple of hours passed in a blur for everyone. There was quite a bit of yelling, some eating, a tad of singing, and finally came the gifts.
Sans looked at the various packages in front of him. Undyne had gotten him a new hoodie, a dark green one, While Alphys had found a pair of slippers that had a pattern of skulls on them. Mettaton had gotten him a computer, the latest from MTT, And napstablook had gotten him a few CD's. One was heavy metal, while the others looked like instrumental music. Finally he looked at the last present he had yet to open. Undyne and The rest had left for the family room, but Frisk stayed in the kitchen with Sans. He looked at the neat wrapping, black with little red hearts. She waited patiently for him to carefully peel of the wrapping. The look on his face made it look like he was defusing a bomb. He looked at the palin little box, wondering what was inside. He really didn't want to know, But he opened it anyway. Sitting inside was a small pile of objects. There was a book of some kind, a stack of letters, a small statuette, and a framed picture. The book turned out to be full of pick up lines. he saw a bunch of frustrated marks all over the pages. the letters could wait for later, and he picked up the statuette. It was shaped like a pair of hands, entwined in each other. there was an inscription reading, "Sometimes, It's the smallest gestures that make you fall in love." Sans gave the message a snort before setting it aside. Frisk gasped as he took out the picture. It was a pair of skeletons, one tall and slim, with a ovular head and a gloomy smile, the other shorter and feminine, whose smile was as bright as the sun. However, it was the two figures at the bottom that made Sans' hand shake violently. near the knee area of the others, two more little skeletons stood. Sans, with his joking smile, and Papyrus with his carefree grin.
Frisk saw a few drops of moisture hit the frame. looking up, she realized that Sans was quietly crying, his gaze locked on the little family. HIS family. "Sans, I'm sorry… I didn't… We wouldn't… "
"Thank you, Frisk."
"Wha- what?"
"I haven't seen these faces in a long time, and now… I'll always have them. Thank you, kiddo."
"Are you alright Sans? What was in the box?"
"Just some old keepsakes, Papyrus. Now come on let's go get something to eat. I'm starving."
Hello everyone! This is the final chapter of this fic, but don't worry. I have lots of ideas for stories and a lot more words to share with you guys. Thanks to all of you that have kept reading this far, and always live life like a cabbage.
-Jarhead