Control - Sans x Frisk (Undertale)

| Chapter 2 - A Humorous Encounter |

Frisk sighed as she got out of bed at last. "I wish summer would hurry up..." She said to herself, as she got changed into her school uniform. She grabbed her bag and phone, then headed off. She walked past Papyrus as he was doing a crossword puzzle. He noticed, and looked up at her, smiling. "Hey Human! How's it going?" He asked – well, more like shouted. She smiled back, and nodded her head. "It's okay. What about you?" She stopped, engaging in the conversation. They spoke for about 10 minutes or so, until Frisk explained that she had to go to school before she was late. "Ah, have a good day at school, Human!" He waved to her, as she walked quickly down the road. Sans wasn't there, although she wasn't surprised. He was such a lazy bones.

She continued to walk down the road, until she heard several people calling her name, followed by snickers. She turned around, to see some kids from her school – the main bullies. She sighed, and quickly turned around, trying to get to school as quick as she could. However, she was small, so her little legs couldn't get her far without them catching up to her, hitting her on the back. Strangely enough, she didn't know their names. Infact, she hardly knew anyone from her school. She just kinda kept quiet most of the time and didn't really bother with learning names. 

The tallest girl stepped in front of her, smirking. She had long, blonde hair which was pulled back into a pony tail, and she had a pair of hooped earrings on. Two of her friends stepped beside her, giggling. One of them had short, black hair and wore glasses, while the other had ginger hair, which is up in a half ponytail thing. (Great description there wow 10/10) Frisk stopped, looking up at the three girls. The laughter stopped until the blonde haired girl spoke. "So, I see you haven't returned back to the underground, huh? Pathetic. You don't even fit in with those who are the same species as you!" she exclaimed, which was then followed by laughter. Frisk looked down at the ground, holding her bag tightly.

"Hey. I have a bone to pick with you lot." A familiar voice spoke up. Frisk looked up and turned around, to see Sans standing there. (or should I say – SANding there.. ha) The girls turned to him, raising an eyebrow. "The fuck is this pair of bones staring at?" the ginger girl said angrily. Sans closed his eyes, sighing. "The idea that I'm here confront such ungrateful humans.. it's just a WAIST of my time, y'know?" He smirked, wriggling his hips around a little bit, until they understood the joke, groaning. Frisk giggled at his pun, until Sans raised his hand, lifting Frisk up and bringing her towards him. "Now, if you kids don't leave Frisk alone, I swear to God," He paused, his right eye turning blue as he stared at them, "You three are going to have a bad time." The girls looked at him in fear, and ran off to school. Sans lowered Frisk back to the ground, and grabbed hold of her wrist, dragging her in the other direction. Frisk didn't say anything, but just allowed it to happen.

After a few minutes, they reached to an open field, where Sans let go of her and then spoke up. "Why didn't you say anything?" he asked. "A-About what?" Frisk stuttered, looking down at the ground. Sans lifted her chin up, and looked at her. "About what's been going on at your school."

"I don't think I know what you mean."

"Oh, but you clearly do."

"Highly doubt it. And anyway, have you been stalking me?"

"Ah, so something is going on?"

"Well, you seem to already know because you're a stalker."

"Damn, you caught me kid." Sans chuckled, until he looked at her again. 

"Just please, tell me next time. How long has the bullying been going on for?" he asked, letting go of her chin and sitting down. Frisk sighed, and sat down with him. "A while now... Since we came back to the surface, I guess?" she looked up at the sky, the wind blowing through her brown, middle-length hair. Sans glanced at her. The kid's grown a lot. She's getting more beautiful as each day passes. He thought to himself. His eyes suddenly grew wider, as he realized what he thought of. He shook his head and sighed. "Well, just... let me know, okay sweetie?" He said, a hint of worry in his voice. Frisk looked at him, and smiled.

 "Okay."