A few days later, Sans was laying around amongst the condiment bottles on the floor of his sentry station. He opened his eye sockets from his mid-morning nap. His bony arms stretched wide and he scratched his head. A noise caught his attention. It sounded like footsteps echoing down a hallway. No one ever came down that hallway. It could only mean one thing. It was time to keep his promise.
Sans quickly walked into the woods so that he wouldn't be seen as he observed the newcomer. Pretty soon, a small figure came through the darkness. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
A female human walked into the blowing snow. She wore her light brown hair in a short style. Her shirt was blue and pink and she wore a dull colored ribbon in her hair. She was an adolescent, much like himself. Her eyes lit up as she looked upon the bright white landscape. A smile spread across her face as she took it all in. It looked a lot nicer than the crumbling ruins. She threw some snow up into the air and giggled.
Sans chuckled watching the girl play in the snow. He could kind of understand now why the voice had asked him to protect the next human to come through. She must have gotten to know this one and grown attached. He could see why. This girl seemed so innocent, playing in the snow. She must also be kind if she befriended the voice and been protected this far, instead of immediately being taken to Asgore.
Sans watched as the human passed by him before stepping out of the shadows. He followed behind her just out of sight. The girl stopped at the gate and looked upon it with curiosity.
"don't you know how to greet a new friend?" Sans said as he stopped behind her. "turn around and shake my hand." The girl slowly turned around, her large brown eyes staring at him as she went to shake his hand.
Pfffffflllplllplllpppplllffffftttttt!
"he ol' whoopie cushion in the hand joke" He snickered. The girl just looked at him. All of a sudden she started giggling. Her tan face started turning a light shade of red.
"Heh, no wonder she's protected, what a cutie.....wait what?" He questioned his own thoughts.
"So kid, what's your name?" He quickly asked.
"It's Frisk" she said with a smile. "What's your name?" she asked.
"i'm sans. sans the skeleton."
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Untitled frisk x sans
FanfictionThe end for sans in many ways. The end of his job as a royal scientist and also the end of his true freedom...freedom from the truth. But it could it also be the end of his lonely days? In my AU, Frisk is a she and doesn't gain the ability to reset...
