"So what do you want to talk about?" Frisk inquired as she promptly sat, crossed legged, onto the ground. Kaylin followed her lead and sat next to her, staring upwards.

"I don't know…" He admitted as he began to fiddle with a few nearby pebbles. "But if we're going to be stuck down here for a while, might as well get to know each other right?"

Frisk nodded in agreement. "Right. As cliché as it sounds it would be nice to know each other's like and dislikes right?" Kaylin smiled at her. She couldn't lie the boy's smile was quite infectious and without knowing it she was smiling as well.

"Well I guess I'll go first then, seeing as I was the one who suggested it." He decided. "Well, my favourite colour is yellow; favourite month is December, which is also the month I was born in, and my favourite activity is sleeping." He relayed. He raised a brow at the brunette when she snickered.

"What did I say?" He asked, a frown appearing on his face.

"Sleeping is your favourite activity?" She repeated, the amusement clear in her voice and on her face.

Kaylin pouted. "What? Can't a guy enjoy sleeping?" Frisk began to laugh causing the older teen to playfully shove her shoulder.

"Sorry, sorry." The brunette apologized after a few moments of laughter. "It's just that… you really reminded me of someone when you said that."

Kaylin was taken back by the revelation and titled his head at the younger human. "I did? Well If he likes naps as much as me I think we would get along." Frisk nodded in agreement as she tucked a few strands of brown hair behind her ear.

"Well I guess it's my turn then," The brunette mused. She received a nod in response from Kaylin. "Well my favourite colour is red-"

"Typical" The curly haired male interjected playfully.

"Oh hush you." Frisk said. "You're just jealous that red is obviously the superior colour." She claimed with pride as she puffed out her chest. Red was determination and with determination you could do anything.

Kaylin rolled his eyes at her. "Whatever you say shorty." Frisk frowned at the nickname and her eyes narrowed playfully as she shoved the other.

"Hey, no need to get violent." The taller human laughed.

"Says the hypocrite."

"Hey you deserved it… besides I did it playfully." Kaylin shot back winking at the younger teen who rolled her eyes and shook her head in exasperation.

"Whatever you say." Frisk said. "But back onto topic. My favourite month is January because it's the gate way to the new year and signifies another year of life."

"So philosophical."

Frisk reached out and flicked the older teen's forehead. "Ow!"

"Let me finish" The younger human stated with a smirk on her face. "As I was saying. My favourite colour is red, my favourite month is January and my favourite activity is drawing."

"You can draw?" Kaylin inquired and Frisk nodded in response.

"Yeah… when I was younger I didn't like to talk much so I would always draw pictures to communicate with others." Frisk explained as she also began to play with some nearby pebbles.

"Why didn't you like speaking?" The older teen pressed although he regretted it once her saw the younger girl flinch. "S-sorry… I shouldn't have asked."

"No, no it's fine" Frisk reassured. "I mean if we're getting to know each other we might as well learn about our lives before falling down here."

Kaylin still didn't look convinced. "Yeah… but still, I'm sorry for bring up any bad memories."

"Why are you so quick to apologize?" Frisk suddenly asked. "I've noticed you do it a lot and it's usually not even necessary."

The older teen shrugged his shoulders and began to gently scratch the back of his head. "It's just what I do… it's sort of like a reflex for me. I guess it's mostly to avoid arguments? Even if I wasn't the one causing the problem in the first place, I usually apologize first."

"I understand you want to avoid arguments… but you shouldn't feel as though you have to apologize for everything." Frisk said.

"Yeah… I guess you're right," Kaylin agreed. "Hey where's Toriel? I wonder what she's up too?" Frisk blinked at the boy. She noticed how he tried to change the conversation and while her mind was telling her to push the topic she decided to drop it. After all he hadn't pushed her when she didn't feel like talking.

"I guess she's still taking care of her important business." Of course, Frisk knew exactly what the woman was up too. "Although she is taking quite a long time." Frisk was beginning to worry, usually by this point, Toriel would have called her at least four times. Yet the phone hadn't rung even once.

"Maybe we should go look for her?" Kaylin suggested.

Before Frisk could respond the sound of footsteps caused the two teens to look up. Toriel waved at them as she approached, an apologetic look on her face as she dusted her hands of a peculiar substance that looked suspiciously similar to cinnamon powder.

"Sorry for the wait my children." The goat-woman apologized, a bashful look appearing on her face as she approached them with an elegance that only someone of noble heritage could pull off. "That took longer than I thought it would… and what's worse the phone died so I wasn't able to call to check in on you two." Toriel explained. "Did you two try to call me? Hopefully I didn't scare you two by not answering."

The two humans shook their heads. "No. We're just talking." Frisk stated as she slowly got to her feet and extended a hand towards Kaylin. The older human gratefully took her hand as he got up. The two walked hand-in-hand towards Toriel who grinned at them.

"Oh, that's nice." She said as she extended her hand towards Frisk who took it. The same nostalgic feeling returned as Toriel began to lead them through the ruins.

The group stood in front of a quaint house that stood opposite to the vast ruins behind them. The walls were painted purple while two large beds of red flowers rested on either side of it. The flower beds seemingly bringing live to an otherwise bleak place.

"Wow." Kaylin said in admiration, a small smile on his face as he took in the scene before him. Despite looking rather small it was still a beautiful house and the flowers that decorated it gave a particular flare that the older teen couldn't help but admire.

Toriel smiled at the older teen's reaction to the house. She had hoped they'd like it.

While Kaylin was busy admiring the area, Frisk had her eyes on the save point in one of the flower-beds. Noticing the distracted look on Frisk's face the taller human turned his head towards her. "What are you looking at Frisk?" He inquired.

Frisk shook her head. "Nothing. I just thought I saw something" She lied. The older teen frowned at her, clearly not believing her but decided not to push the subject.

Toriel lead the two humans inside the house. The two humans walked into a small foyer with stairs at the back and on either side of the room were halls that lead to various sections of the small house.

Toriel released their hands as she walked to the centre of the room and turned to face them with an enthusiastic smile on her furry face.

"Well, what do you think my children?" The goat-woman asked as she stretched out her hands.

"Well it-" Kaylin began but stopped rather promptly and started to sniff the air. "Do I smell cinnamon?"

Toriel nodded. "Surprise! I've been baking cinnamon pies for you two." She said.

Frisk blinked. Just cinnamon? Strange, usually she made butterscotch-cinnamon pies. This timeline was really starting to worry her; who knows what will happen from this point on. Maybe she should have saved before entering Toriel's house?

"But that's not the only surprise!" Toriel claimed with great enthusiasm. "Follow me!" Frisk and Kaylin exchanged looks. Toriel sure did seem enthusiastic about them being here.

The two followed the goat woman through the hall on the right. She stopped abruptly in front of the door and began to sniff the air. Raising her hand towards her mouth she gasped. "Oh dear. I think the pie might be burning!" She turned towards Kaylin and Frisk. "Why don't you two go on ahead? I'll be with you two soon." Toriel suggested before rushing towards the kitchen.

Stepping into the room both teens were shocked by the appearance of the room, both for different reasons. Kaylin was shocked by how old the room was, while Frisk was shocked by how different the layout of the room was.

The room had been painted, and seeing as the paint smelled quite fresh she could tell that it was done recently, one half a turquoise blue and the other a sickening pink. Frisk winced at the sight. There were two beds this time, each pressed against either side of the room and neatly fixed.

It seemed as though Toriel had realized that the toys that usually decorated the room would be a bit too… childish for the two of them and had decided to decorate the place with shelves filled with books, board games and what appeared to be a very outdated gaming console.

Despite the slightly different layout the box filled with the shoes of the past children still remained in the same place. Frisk guessed that it would have been too painful for Toriel to throw them away; after all they had belong to people who she had considered to be her children.

Kaylin approached the box with curiosity. "Wonder what's in here?" She heard him question. Frisk shrugged her shoulders and approached the pink side of the room where she plopped herself onto the bed.

"Probably nothing important." She said rather nonchalantly. The brunette lowered herself onto the bed and stared up at the ceiling of the room. A nostalgic feeling welled up inside of her as she sank into the soft bed beneath her.

She heard the box open, signifying that Kaylin had decided to opened it. "Your right there's nothing in here besides five pairs of shoes." The older human said. "Does Toriel collect shoes for a living? None of these look like they would fit her."

Frisk suddenly shot upwards which startled the other human enough to cause him to release the lid of the box. "Geez Frisk what's gotten into you?"

"Did you just say that there are only five pairs of shoes in that box?" The brunette inquired, pointedly ignoring the boy's own question. The curly haired male nodded in response.

"Um… is that a bad thing?"

Frisk didn't respond as she suddenly leaped off her bed and approached the box herself. Opening the lid, she inspected the box and its contents, her free hand pushing aside shoes as she tried to find the missing pair.

This didn't make any sense. Where was the missing pair of shoes? Did Toriel move them elsewhere? If so why would she leave the rest of them here? All these thought ran through Frisk's mind as she pulled back from the box and allowed the lid to shut on its own.

What was going on here? She knew for a fact that there were six humans that fell down into the underground before her… and yet only five shoes laid in the box before her. What happened to the sixth pair of shoes?

She glanced at Kaylin who was looked at her with concern. "What's wrong Frisk?" The boy asked and Frisk sighed. This timeline was just so confusing.

"I-I think these shoes belong to the humans that came before us." Frisk claimed. "It's the only explanation I can think of. Besides… Toriel doesn't wear shoes."

The concerned look on Kaylin's face morphed into an odd expression, something Frisk couldn't decipher. The brunette was slightly worried that the boy knew she was hiding something from him.

"Why would she keep those then?" He inquired after a moment's paused.

"Maybe she keeps them as souvenirs to remind herself of them?" Frisk suggested to which Kaylin nodded in response. The two fell into an awkward silence and Frisk shifted uncomfortably.

"Frisk…"

"Hmm?"

"I think Toriel believes that we want to stay here."

Frisk sighed; she knew that eventually the boy would make mention of that. Honestly she had hoped that maybe, just maybe, he would have wanted to stay here. It wasn't safe for him out there and being an Anomaly she didn't know what would happen to him if she were to reset.

When the girl didn't respond to his comment he continued on. "I mean she's a nice woman and all but… I have a family up on the surface… I can't stay down here." He looked down-cast. "My mom must be worried sick about me…"

"I understand." Frisk suddenly cut in. "It wouldn't be right to abandon everyone you cared about… my life before I fell down here wasn't the best but I still had people who cared about me." The brunette explained. "So I can understand your urge to return to the surface."

"Besides if all the other humans could do it, so can we, right?" Kaylin suddenly brightened as a small smile appeared on his face. It took all Frisk had to prevent herself from flinching at the boy's comment; he really did believe that the other humans had made it out.

The older teen covered his mouth as he yawned. "I'm tired. I'm going to go to sleep. We can tell Toriel tomorrow if you like?" Frisk nodded.

"Sure. Goodnight Kay."

"Kay?"

"Hey you call me shorty. I think I have the right to give you a nickname as well." Frisk defended.

The boy smiled and Frisk was taken off guard when he suddenly hugged her. "I like it. Goodnight shorty." He said as he pulled away and ruffled Frisk's brown locks before heading towards the bed on the blue side of the room.

Frisk's lips quirked upwards as she watched the boy slowly drift off. Her gaze turned back to the box filled with the shoes of all the fallen humans that had come before them. Except one.

The brunette wondered what other anomalies she'd fine within this timeline.

It was dark when Kaylin woke up. Slightly bewildered, the boy glanced around the room, his eyes slowly adjusting to the dark. Did Frisk turned off the lights? Or had it been Toriel?

His eyes landed on Frisk who still slept in the bed on the other side of the room. A blanket wrapped comfortably around her form as she continued to snooze quietly. Glancing downwards he noticed that the blankets that were once beneath him were now covering him instead.

For some reason he was sure that it was Toriel who had done this. It just seemed like something she would do, which was nice of her. He really appreciated all that she had done for Frisk and him and was more than grateful for her hospitality. But he had to make his intention clear; he wasn't going to be staying here.

Besides already having a family, he didn't want to be a burden to the goat-woman. Eventually he would get bored of staying in one location all the time and would go out to adventure and quite possibly run into monsters. He was quite sure that if he reacted like he did when the frog attacked him he could get seriously injured or worse.

Sure, he had Frisk here with him, but he had the feeling that the girl had no intentions of staying herself. On the topic of Frisk. He could tell that the girl was hiding something from him… but he couldn't tell what nor could he understand why.

Sighing the boy hopped out of bed and exited the room, making sure he closed the door as gently and as quietly as possible. Once he was in the hall he decided to explore the place.

He went into the room next to the one him and Frisk were staying in. Inside, the older human found a giant Queen sized bed and a couple of bookcases and drawers.

The boy blinked and instantly realized that he was in Toriel's room. Before he could backtrack out of the room his eyes caught sight of an open book lying on a nearby desk. Now he knew it was wrong to read other people's stuff without permission… but he couldn't help himself.

Picking up the book, his eyes skimmed through the pages.

"Why did the Skeleton want a friend?" The page read.

"Because he was feeling BONELY!"

"…"

"…"

"…"

Kaylin suddenly started to laugh. Oh my god that was horrible. Did Toriel really like bad puns? Well, at least he knew she had a sense of humour now… as bad as it was. Placing the book down on the table the teen exited the room and proceeded to the room at the end of the hall.

His hand turned the knob but the door refused to open. Removing his hand from the knob the teen turned and headed towards the other side of the house.

The smell of cinnamon filled his nostrils as he neared and he saw Toriel sitting in what appeared to be a rocking chair, reading a book. Looking up from the book Toriel noticed the teen and smiled brightly at him.

"Oh... Good morning my child. I hope you slept well." She greeted as she closed the book she was reading.

"Yeah, those beds are really comfortable." At least his was; he wasn't sure if Frisk's bed was as soft and comfortable as his own.

"Good. I'm glad you slept well," Toriel said, quite pleased. "I left your pies on the table. If you like you can eat it now?"

Kaylin smiled in response. "Yeah, that sounds like a plan." He said as he approached the table with the pie on it. Plopping himself down onto the chair the boy took a bite of the pie.

His eyes widened. This was the most delicious thing he had ever put in his mouth and he made sure that Toriel was aware of it. "This is amazing!" he proclaimed as he took another bite out of the pie.

Toriel beamed brightly at him. "Thank you my child," She seemed close to tears at his reaction and rubbed her face with her large furry hands. "I'm so glad that you like it."

The smile on Kaylin's face slowly lowered at the sight the monster being drawn close to tears. She was lonely, wasn't she? She took in all of those humans and every last one of them left her. The thought saddened him. He was going to have to leave her all alone in these ruins as well; he couldn't stay here nor did he have any desire to.

"Toriel." The teen called out quietly and the Goat woman seemed eager to respond.

"Yes, my child, what is it?"

"How… how do you leave the ruins?" He questioned quietly. "I-I want to go home."

The goat woman froze as the room fell into an uncomfortable silence. She stared at him with wide eyes, her hands twitching slightly in shock. It was clear that she hadn't expected him to ask her such a question… at least not as soon as he did. Maybe she had hope that she could have distracted him and Frisk and that they would eventually forget about their lives on the surface?

"M-my child… this is your home." Toriel stuttered after she regained her bearings. "Why would you want to leave?"

Kaylin shook his head and bit on his lower lip gently. "No it isn't. This isn't my home." Kaylin asserted. "I'm grateful for all you've done for me and Frisk but I have family on the surface… I can't just abandon them."

"Frisk and I could be your new family." Toriel suggested hopefully.

Kaylin could feel the tears welling up in his eyes as he stood up. He was starting to regret doing this without Frisk being here. He honestly couldn't take breaking the goat-woman's heart, but he knew he had to. It was the only way he was ever going to return to the surface.

"Please Tori… I want to go home."

The goat woman panicked as she stood up from the rocking chair and commanded that the boy stay out while she went to do something. "Toriel!" Kaylin called out as he got up and followed after her. Entering the main foyer, he watched as the goat woman quickly rushed down the stairs.

The sound of a door slamming open and quick heavy footsteps caused the teen to turn his head to the side and take notice of Frisk. "Kaylin? What's going on? Where Toriel?"

"I don't know!" The boy cried as he raised his hands to his head. "I told Toriel I wanted to leave and-" he didn't get to finish his sentence, as Frisk suddenly gripped one of his arms and violently tugged him downstairs.

Wow, where did she get all this strength from?

"Frisk! Slow down!" He yelled as she continued to pull him along. The two of them entered a long, winding underground hallway. Their footsteps echoed throughout the halls as Frisk expertly traversed the halls with such ease that Kaylin wondered if the girl hadn't been down here before.

The girl didn't respond. Her eyes were narrowed and her face was set into a rather determined look. It didn't take them long to catch up to Toriel, who stood in front of a massive door.

"Is that the exit?" Kaylin thought as Frisk suddenly stopped in her tracks. The abruptness of it took him by surprise and, with a yelp, he slammed into her back. Frisk cried out at the force, and both teens came crashing down onto the ground.

"I told you to slow down." The boy groaned as slowly got to his feet.

"I'm sorry for misleading you two," Toriel apologized as she turned away from the door. "But the other humans died. Every. Last. One of them." She revealed.

Kaylin paled at the revelation. What did she mean they all died? "H-how?" he inquired as he gripped the fabric of his pants tightly. Frisk glanced at him and winced at the expression on his face.

"Every human who leaves these ruins shares the same fate." Toriel expression darkened. "I have seen it again and again… They come. They leave. They die."

"Even if that's the case me and Kaylin have each other," Frisk argued. "I'm sure we'll make it."

"You, naïve child." Toriel turned her head away from the two teens. "If you leave the ruins… They… Asgore… will kill you and take your souls."

"Please stop you're scaring me!" Kaylin suddenly screamed as he clutched his head in fright. "I-I just want to go home… please" The boy was shaking again and both Toriel and Frisk looked at him in sympathy.

"I'm sorry my child but if you want to return home." Suddenly fire appeared in the palms of the goat woman's hand. "You're going to have to get through me first."

Suddenly the two humans felt their souls be ripped out of their bodies. "No… I don't want to fight you!" The boy declared as he slowly got to his feet, tears rapidly falling from his face.

Frisk stood at her friend's side and nodded in agreement. "I'm sorry that we have to leave; but we can't just stay here." Frisk tried to reason. "Please Toriel!"

The goat-woman shook her head and shot several fireball towards the two teens. While Frisk managed to jump out of the line of fire rather easily, the older teen had been too overcome with fear to move. His feet felt as though they weighed several tons and his eyes had widened at the sight of the rapidly approach ball of fire.

"Watch out." Frisk screamed as she pivoted around. Her feet slammed onto the hard flooring of the ruin as broke out into a full sprint towards the other human.

However, it was too late. The fireball had connected with the boy's heart.

The first thing Kaylin noticed when the fireball connected with his soul was the sheering numbness that erupted through his form, before it was overtaken by an almost crippling pain. He also noticed that, despite the fireball never actually hitting him, he still felt himself being thrown backwards and into a nearby wall.

His pupils dilated slightly as his body slammed into the hard surface of the wall. The sound of flesh coming into contact with stone echoed throughout the ruins as the boy seemingly bounced off the surface and gravity took effect on his body.

Gradually the boy lowered towards the ground.

There was the feeling of something warm wrapping itself around his waist and holstering up to his feet, just before his body made contact with the ground. To dazed to really take noticed of who had helped him, the boy's entire form began to tremble as the pain numb away and the adrenaline began to be pumped into his system.

"Kaylin." A familiar voice called out and the older human turned his head to see Frisk at his side. However, his gaze was blurry, which caused him to see several variations of the same person at once.

However, he could still see the worried expression on the girl's face. Even as it morphed into one of anger when she turned her gaze to Toriel. Who looked upon the two with unconcealed guilt. Nevertheless, it was clear that the Goat-woman was determined to keep them here. Even if it meant hurting them. She charged several more fireball and threw it at them.

Frisked reacted quickly and tackled Kaylin to the ground just as the fireball collided with the earth where they had once stood.

"Are you ok?" Frisk asked the older teen. He was still shaking. His eyesight had cleared slightly and now he only saw two Frisk.

"I don't want to fight her..." He managed to murmured as he raised a hand upwards for Frisk to help him to his feet.

"We don't have to fight her… just spare her." Frisk explained as she took the boy's hand and pulled him up. The boy winced slightly as the pain in his arm returned momentarily and Frisk gave the boy a sympathetic look.

"What do you mean?" he inquired. The two humans turn towards the giant goat woman.

"Just follow my lead." He hesitated for a moment before nodding, although Frisk could feel that the older human was still shaking at her side.

"What are you two doing?" Toriel said as she summoned more fireballs in her hands.

Neither responded and continued to stand there with their hands laced together. Toriel sighed. "I know you two want to go home… but I promise that life here isn't so bad. Please… just return to your room."

The two humans continued to stand defiantly in front of monster. Their hearts glowing brightly as they both shook their heads. As much as both of them didn't want to leave the woman behind… they needed to leave the ruins.

Toriel sighed once more and dropped her hands, the fire that once coated them instantly dissipating as she regarded the two humans with tear filled eyes.

"I guess I can't change your minds." She sounded… broken. "I-I wish you two luck on your journey… please call whenever you need someone to talk to." Toriel moved away from the door and walked towards the two humans who rushed at her and embraced her in a tight hug.

The goat woman stumbled backwards slightly. She was shocked by the sudden show of affection, before a small smile appeared on her face. "Be safe my children." She said as they continued to hug for a moment before she pulled away.

The two humans exited the ruins. Their hands were still laced together as they entered into another room that bore a striking resemblance to the one where they had first met Flowey.

Kaylin was quiet. His mind still processing everything that happened since he woke up not even an hour ago… the guilt and the pain he felt at seeing Toriel's heartbroken expression was overwhelming and it took everything he had to avoid breaking down into tears right there.

Funny. When did he become such a crybaby?

He hadn't even noticed the way Frisk stiffened until a voice, one that he had hoped he'd never hear again, broke the silence. "You think you're so big because you spared one insignificant life," The flower mocked. "But tell me? What's going to happen when you run into a relentless killer huh?"

The flower's face morphed into a demonic expression, "You'll DIE and You'll DIE and You'll DIE. Or will you kill out of frustration?"

"Shut up!" Frisk snapped, her grip tightening slightly around Kaylin's hand. "Why don't you just leave us alone!"

"Oh, someone seems a bit angry." Flower sneered. "Let's not forget that your- "Frisk took a few steps forward, her eyes narrowed. Fearing that the girl would do something she would regret the older teen tugged her backwards gently.

The flower seemed shocked by the act of aggression and was looked at Frisk curiously. "Whatever" The flower said as it slinked back into the ground.

"Are you alright Frisk?"

"Yeah I'm fine… but I'm starting to hate flowers now." The brunette joked. "Can… Can you go on ahead without me? I need to take care of something."

The older teen wanted to object, but decided that maybe Frisk needed some alone time. After all, the flower did seem to have riled her up.

Having walked ahead a bit the boy was shocked to find that he had somehow ended up in a vast forest filled with snow. The hell? Why were there trees here? Better question… how did snow get here?

This place was just… no it was honestly far too strange for him to even contemplate wrapping his brain around. Not only did this cave system hold an entire society of monsters that, apparently, hated humans for some odd reason; it also somehow had its own ecosystem and weather as well.

He ran his hand through his thick, curly locks as he slowly made his way through the forest. The sound of the snow being crushed under his feet and echoing throughout the forest reminded him of when he was travelling up the mountain… before he had fallen into the underground.

He sighed. He was going to die here. There was honestly no way he could survive this place… maybe Frisk, she sure was determined enough to do so, but not him.

The sound of a twig snapping caught his attention and he turned abruptly. His eyes scanned the area behind him for any signs of life. When he didn't see anything he gulped and took a few steps backwards. "Uh... Frisk?" He called out, hoping that it was the girl who made the sound and not some monster.

When he didn't get a response and didn't hear anymore twigs snapping. He decided to turn around. However, he hadn't expected to see a short skeleton, around the same height as Frisk, wearing an unzipped blue hoodie, a white t-shirt and black shorts and a pair of sneakers.

"heya!"

He wasn't going to lie. He screamed. Quite loudly too. Falling backward, the boy slammed onto the ground, the snow beneath him cushioning his fall as he began to frantically scramble backwards.

"jeez kid I'm not gonna hurt ya." The skeleton tried to reassure the boy, extending his hand as a sign of peace. Kaylin blinked at the hand that was covered by a white glove, his eyes flickered from the hand to the monster's face.

"well are you going to take my hand pal?"

Kaylin gulped and reluctantly reached out to take the skeleton's hand. The sound of a whoopee cushion echoed throughout the forest the moment his hand came into contact with the skeleton's.

Well… that was unexpected ...and no... he wasn't smiling this was a serious moment, he was in the presence of a potentially dangerous monster. Then why was he struggling not to laugh?

The skeleton chuckled as he helped him up. Although Kaylin couldn't tell if it was at the expression that he must have been making, or if the skeleton was laughing at his own joke.

"heh, the whoopee cushion in the hand trick, always funny. you ok pal?"

"Um… yeah I'm fine." Kaylin said as he began to dust the snow off of himself. "Y-you just caught me off guard." Anyone would have been caught off guard if they saw a living skeleton standing behind them in winter clothing.

"you're a human right?"

Kaylin nodded warily. He remembered Toriel's warning and Frisk earlier… Wait where the hell was she?

"ah don't worry, i'm not gonna try and catch ya." The skeleton clarified. "tibia honest you weren't the human I was expecting."

Was that a pun? "Y-you were expecting another human?" The only other human, to his knowledge, was Frisk. But how would this Skeleton know her? Maybe Toriel was wrong and one of the other humans had managed to survive?

"yeah… you could say i have a bone to pick with them." Sans joked and winked at the human.

Kaylin couldn't help but snicker. What was with all these puns?

"glad to see someone appreciates my humerus jokes."

This guy was too much. Kaylin shook his head, the amused expression still on his face.

"well, as you can see, i'm a very punny guy. the names sans, sans the skeleton." The monster, now identified as Sans, bowed dramatically in front of Kaylin.

"Nice to meet you Sans… I'm Kaylin" The teen introduced with less flare than the skeleton.

"kaylin huh? interesting name you got there pal."

The tall human blushed. "It's not that interesting… I mean it's not a common name but I wouldn't say it was interesting…" he said awkwardly as he rubbed the back of his head.

"sure it is, although i guess being a human it's harder to have more unique names, seeing as there are so many of you." Sans shrugged as he pocketed his hands. "but anyways; i gotta say my brother is a human hunting fanatic."

His brother hunts humans? "He is?" Kaylin inquired, the worry evident in his voice as he slowly took a few steps backwards.

"ah but don't worry i think he's still setting up some puzzles." Sans quickly added, possibly noticing the way the human seemed to react to the news that his brother liked hunting his kind.

"so you're not going to capture me and take me to your brother?"

"why would i do that? not really feeling it right now… besides, my brother would prefer to capture you himself." Sans explained.

"That's nice of you."

Sans shrugged in response.

"you hungry pal?"

Kaylin blinked at the sudden question. He had eaten some of the pie Toriel made for him, but he hadn't gotten to finish for obvious reasons, and he didn't pack any snacks before he left. Maybe he should have done that before he left?

Before he could respond his stomach growled he blushed once more and looked away from Sans who grinned at him.

"i'll take that as a yes." Removing a hand from his pocket, the skeleton stretching it towards the human. "come on, i know a place where we can get some delicious hotdogs."

The human hesitated for a moment. What about Frisk? He couldn't just leave her. But Frisk was a big girl. She could surely take care of herself. I mean she's shown on multiple occasions that she's capable of doing such. Besides he wouldn't be gone for long, he could always ask Sans to bring him back here when he was done.

He took the skeleton's hand and, within a flash of blue light, the two vanished from the forest.

I want to thank everyone who has reviewed, followed or favorited this story. I'm so glad that there are people who are interested in my work!

it really fills with me with determination seeing reviews, so please keep reviewing!

I've also managed to snag two beta readers who will be helping me with future chapters. So you can expect higher quality chapters from this point onwards.

Once again thanks for the attention guys! I really appreciate it.