After[Undertale]

Ch5- Surface

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So Sans has been my friend ever since that... confrontation, and true to his word he visited often, unlike someone... (ok maybe I'm being a little unfair but ...Frisk... come on). Also true to his word, my natural personality didn't bother him, the numbness and sarcasm was ok with him, and if I ever tried to fake something he saw through it and he helped me break my habit of doing that... All of which... being a serious breath of fresh air.

He also tells me a lot about his life, and I tell him about mine because he asked more than "are you ok?". Of course I didn't really have much to tell considering the monotonous nature of my existence here...but I've talked to him about the ways I've passed time and he seemed interested enough. When Sans left the Underground he decided to become a scientist at a research lab, because he'd always had a knack for that stuff and considering the war between monsters and humanity had ended, his abilities weren't exactly in demand anymore.

"I thought you were too lazy for that," was my initial reaction. During this conversation we had been doing a flower puzzle Frisk had brought for me. (A jigsaw one not the kind where you run the risk of getting impaled with a spike or something.)

"heh... yeah you're right on that one... but i figured i should at least do something y'know? plus someone needs to have the stable job while pap goes to culinary school."

"You're actually being responsible. wow." I had let out an exaggerated gasp.

"yeah I know, it freaks me out just as much as you," I had burst out laughing at this this.

"I mean I'm trapped down here but at least I don't have to be a functioning member of society, ha! I beat the system."

"yeah that is soooo the takeaway of this whole thing," Sans had joked. His voice dripped with sarcasm, his voice mirroring my sarcastic energy.

"Oh yeah, I didn't even have to do High School never mind a job,"

"you know that means frisk is gonna eventually get smarter than you right?"

"Ugh don't remind me," I had jokingly groaned at this, because Frisk was growing up, their aging was the thing that made the time passing the most obvious.

But yeah if you're wondering I'd thought about that before. Then i decided that I didn't care. Me not caring about anything, shocker i know.

"so let's say you had to get a job what would ya hypothetically do?"

"A detective, you know like solving murders and stuff," I'd said quickly.

"heh you've actually thought about it haven't you? that...that... honestly sounds...perfect," Sans "eyes"looked... slightly sad...I knew he'd felt bad about me being stuck down here but... this is the first time it had been so...overt.

"Hey you don't need to worry about me... it's ok," my voice didn't sound sympathetic because... I can't do sympathy...as I said he didn't want me to fake anything, but the words were real.

We both silently knew it wasn't ok.

"So you said Papyrus is at culinary school right?" I had decided to change the subject.

"yeah, he decided to continue cooking and now it sucks less... thank annoying dog for that, i don't know how many more muffins that are somehow burnt and raw at the same time i could stomach," Sans quickly went with the change of subject.

"Well that's...specific," I had smirked.

"yeah it is." He had jokingly shuddered.

Eventually Papyrus visited, after Sans' trust in me grew his protectiveness subsided. He also told me to maybe fake my emotions for Papyrus just a little... because... it's Papyrus. Since then Papyrus became a frequent visitor but Sans comes the most often

Back to the present the question I have to answer is... Why am I so lonely now then? Why am I setting myself up in the living room to drink a tea and watch old movies alone? Well Papyrus and Sans went on vacation, after they left the underground they had began planning their dream vacation and after 4 years they've set off, because you know its Sans, of course it took him that long to organise it. Frankly it's a miracle it happened at all with his procrastination track record.

To fit everything in it had to last a month and a half... and this is the longest in years I've been alone... and it's been hard... being alone with my thoughts for this long. A lot of feelings and memories have resurfaced. I feel so ....stupid. I can't even handle being alone for this long.  I mean for starters I created you in my head which isn't exactly reassuring...but... as I said before... I want everyone else... to have fun on the surface, and after how much Sans has helped me in these past few years, I want that for him and Papyrus even more.

Pluuuuuuuus...Sans promised souvenirs so that's something to look forward to at least.

But for now. I guess it's just you, me and this cup of tea... I take my first sip and stop.

Yeah. 4 years and I still suck at making tea.

Welp, great now it's just you, me and a terrible cup of tea. Y'know I feel like this tea is somewhat symbolic.

I let out a groan at the teas state and turn on the TV.

A/N: hey! For this chapter I had a kind of strike of genius with the title. Because 'Surface' could refer to Sans' conversation about life on the surface and also Floweys memories and thoughts resurfacing. Which I thought was pretty cool. Anyway, I know the usual head canon is that Alphys becomes a scientist and Sans is a comedian or hot dog company owner or something like that. But I've never really understood it, because surely Alphys wouldn't really want to do science anymore because of everything that happened in true lab. Plus with Sans I feel like he would actually end up being a scientist because I feel like his intelligence is pretty underestimated. ...And Flowey being a detective just fits so well, with his numb emotions, analytical mindset and knowing how a killer thinks first hand, so yeah Inspector Flowey is my head canon now lol.

So as always, I hope you're enjoying this so far, and any comments and votes are much appreciated!

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