[Discontinued] Dance My Soul Out (UnderTale: DanceTale AU Fanfic)

I Dance With Clumsiness

3rd Person P.O.V.

Frisk collected her things from the ground, putting it all in a brown and dusty bag.

She placed the bag around her waist, making sure that it was attached to the lock.

After that, she continued her way back home. She seemed to be thinking of something as she was clumsily walking on the dirt path.

She sighed, remembering the incident that occurred a few minutes ago. She was humiliated... Again.

This seemed to be normal for her. Being picked on. Being told that she wasn't talented.

Those kind of things would really lower your self-esteem.

But, Frisk didn't give up. She felt that, someday, she would find out what dance suits her unique personality.

That someday, she would be the one dancing gracefully.

She wouldn't be a disgrace anymore.

A small smile made it's way to Frisk's tan face. It quickly disappeared after that.

'It's not happening yet.' She thought sadly. 'Focus on reality.'

She was so deep in her thoughts, that she didn't notice that it was already night. She looked up the sky, with disbelief.

Her eyes widened. She forgot about her curfew!

"Oh no..." She said quietly. "Mother's going to be mad!" She said while her pace quickened.

She tried to get rid of her stress, by listening to the crunching sounds made by her brown boots, that stepped on the grass. That didn't work at all.

She was hoping that her mother was busy with work. So, she could easily sneak by her, avoiding another scolding.

She arrived at a cozy looking mansion. Yes. A mansion. She was part of a rich family, making her situation worse.

The white walls of the mansion reflected the moon's reflection, making it glow. The garden was decorated with different decorations and flowers. Mostly red flowers, though. For specific reasons. There were two tall columns in front of their house, towering over her, making a big shadow. There were also tall hedges, with a tall ladder leaning on them.

To summarize it, they were very rich.

The reason they were rich, was because...

Her mother was a very famous Salsa dancer.

She didn't seem to pick up her talent.

Her father was her mother's partner.

And she was the only child.

Frisk was outside the well designed mansion, with her eyes as wide as it could get. (-_-) She just shook the uneasy feeling off, then tiptoed towards their front door.

She tried to look inside, but she was a little too short to reach the peeping hole. She was standing on her toes, making her stumble a bit.

She groaned. There was no way, she could sneak inside, using the front door, when guards were literally playing as sentries.

She would get in trouble instantly.

Then, an idea popped in her mind, making her smile proudly.

...She could use the ladder to climb up to the second floor.

It was a good thing, that her room was placed on the second floor. It had a balcony, too. So, she could sneak in.

She silently walked towards the conveniently placed ladder. The said ladder was used for trimming the huge hedges. And, their gardener forgot to put it back.

Her plan was helping two people at once.

She held the bottom of the ladder. Frisk grunted as she tried to pull it towards their house.

With great difficulty, she was able to pull it, but the ladder didn't balance itself.

"Oh no. No. No. No." Frisk whisper-shouted, trying her best to hold the ladder down.

She failed. The tall and heavy ladder fell over. Frisk jumped away in time. But, the ladder hit the columns, making a small dent on the cemented structure.

Frisk just stood there, frozen in fear and surprise.

She placed her hands on her face, groaning as she did. "Could things get any worse?"

"FRISK!"

It did.

End of this chapter. Lawl. Poor Frisk. There is not much dialogue in this chapter, but you guys got to read about Frisk, trying to be stealthy. X3

Don't worry... Mt. Ebott is near~