A curious human called Frisk

Chapter 3: What the hell is going on?!

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Chapter 3: What the hell is going on?!

Frisk walked at a rather quick pace, it wasn't as cold as it had been before. It wasn't snowing anymore and the sun was high, bathing the girl with its rays. The teen was starting to feel hungry. Some hours had passed since she had breakfast and the idea of a warm meal in Grillby'z made her stomach rumble.

When she finally arrived at the restaurant she recognized many familiar faces that happily greeted her. She gifted them with a huge smile in response and shyly waved at them. Frisk then hurried to the counter and took a seat in the usual place, where Sans and her would share their meals. The skeleton hadn't arrived yet, and she couldn't help to feel a little sorry for him.

She knew how much Sans hated helping with the chores, and knowing that he was now cleaning a giant burnt mess in his kitchen..."Well, we are talking about Sans, I don't think he is working sooo much"- the girl thought in a more realistically.

As she was wondering she didn't notice when someone started to look at her. Well, actually stared at her. She just reacted when he stood by her side, a gallant smile on his face.

"Hello, is this chair empty?"

Frisk looked up and blushed a little:

"Uhh...I'm waiting for a friend, but he hasn't arrived yet..."

"Oh great! Can I seat then? Till he arrives, of course"- And without waiting for a response he gracefully sat by her side. "My name is Nick, what's your name?"

"Nice..nice to meet you! My name is Frisk!"

Sans walked slowly towards Grillby'z. He would have preferred to use one of his "shortcuts" to get there, but Papyrus had insisted that he should walk more and blah blah blah. The shorter skeleton agreed just to content his brother, after all, making him happy was, indeed, worth it.

It took him twice as long as it would have taken a very old lady with a stick to arrive, but he did. But as soon as he entered the restaurant he saw someone else sitting in his usual spot next to Frisk. He decided to stand by the doorway, to see if he could recognize the human or monster, but he couldn't. It was someone he had never seen before, a very handsome teenager, more or less Frisk's age, with short, jet black hair and deep blue eyes. By he could estimate with some quick maths the boy was two heads taller than his friend, which meant he was one and a half head taller than the skeleton himself. He was smiling cockily at Frisk, who was blushing as she laughed merrily.

The skeleton felt kind of strange, he had seen Frisk laugh nearly every day since he had met her. Most of the times because of his puns, of course: the girl really seemed to enjoy them. He remembered that one day he suspected that she feigned she laughed at his puns just to make him feel happy (he actually couldn't understand why someone would need to feign that his puns were funny, but anyway) so he tested her.

He started saying the worst puns that came to his mind, like: "I wondered why the baseball was getting bigger, then it hit me ", "What did the wall say to the ceiling? I'll meet you at the corner", "Have you ever tried to eat a clock? It's very time consuming" or "What does a house wear? A dress". The girl laughed with every single one, but at the point he said: "The one who invented the door knocker got a No-bell prize" and his friend felt to the ground tears of laughter rolling down her cheeks and fists pounding the ground the skeleton accused her: