"S...S...SANS!! It's... IT'S FRISK" SHE WOKE UP!!!" I hear the yelling voice of Alphys in my ears, and my head starts spinning.
"uh... Alphys... can you... can you turn down the volume?" I stutter, and she envelops me in an Alphys hug, courtesy of Alphys herself. I smile happily and she noogies me. Sans comes slipping into the tiled room in his pink fluffy slippers, and he is wearing the largest grin in the world.
"Frisky!" Sans slides over to the two of us and joins in with all the hugging. "You really made me worried. I was sick to the bone. You're one sick girl." He winks after his pathetic puns.
"We were both worried, especially when you started getting your bad dreams. What were they about Frisk?" Alphys looks at me with fear in her eyes, almost as if she's expecting the worst.
"Oh, nothing. Just uh... nightmares." I hide my eyes behind my hair in shame. I'm not usually a liar, but I think this may be an appropriate time for a little white lie.
"Frisk. Don't lie to me. Come on, you know I noticed that little hair trick." Sans growls at me in fear, and I look into Alphys' eyes. She's trying to hide the terror, but I see it. They're worried about me doing genocide or RESETing. Psh, as if.
"Do you really need to know? It was a bad dream, humans get them all the time. It just happens." I mumble, and the two exchange a quick glance.
"Frisk, you have to understand that to monsters, bad dreams are more than just an occurrence. A bad dream means something terrible happening." Alphys looks at me worriedly.
"Ugh, it was a stupid dream about my family okay?" I yell, and Sans' face pales.
"But Frisk, we're your family..." he mutters, and I see the error of my words.
"nonononono! Not you guys, my real family, my human family." I force the words out of my mouth at about a mile a minute.
"Your... human family? Frisk, do you want to see them again?" Alphys asks, and I have to think for a second.
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Broken Timelines ✔️
FanfictionI WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 15/16 I'M REALLY SORRY LADS Chara is stuck in a spiral of Evil. Sans and Frisk are happily living on the Surface. The LOVE is gone, and replaced with love. All Gaster needs to do is interfere with a moment.
