It's been three weeks, two days, eleven hours and sixteen seconds since Kais funeral. It's been four weeks, one day, four hours, six minutes and twenty nine seconds since I found out Kai died.
It's been three weeks, one day, nine hours, fourteen minutes and seven seconds since I broke the barrier, ran out of the underground and traveled to a new city i'd never been to before.
I'm in london. I bought a flat with the money I've had building up in my account since I fell into the underground. It's a small two bedroom, tiny kitchen diner and a living room that was the size of my cupboard in his house.
I don't talk about him anymore. I'm sure he wanted to kill my baby, my Kai.
I'm pacing around the living room, waiting for the call. Did I get the job? My first job since I came back the the surface. It's nice out here, but I need to earn money.
Ring, ring. Ring, ring.
I pick up the phone.
"Hello?" I answer.
"Oh, yes. Frisk?" A man asks.
"Yes, that's me."
"Would you be able to start work on monday, at three?"
"Oh, yes! Of course. Um, do I need a uniform?"
"Oh, just wear smart clothes. A blouse and skirt or something."
"Okay, thank you."
"Goodbye" I hang up.
I walk into the bedroom and fall asleep.
--- Morning ----
I change into my pouffy white blouse and tight black skirt. I left my ring on.... Although i hated him, his sense in fashion such as rings wasn't that bad. I also put on my hand bracelet thingy on my right hand. It was purely for the tips though, more tips, more money, less time spent here, quicker I can move to America. Stupid Americans and their easy gun laws. Can't wait.
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I feel my phone buzz. I don't pick up and I continue walking along the path to my job.
--- Sans POV ---
I try to phone her, one last time. She doesn't pick up.
"Sans, look it's been three weeks. If her phone is still charged that must mean she is okay. She has to be alive to keep charging it. " A trys to comfort me.
"Look, the little punks just on holiday for a while RIGHT BECAUSE SHE WOULDN'T LEAVE US!!" Undyne screeches, alerting Papyrus to run downstairs.
"IS THE HUMAN BACK YET?" No one says anything. "OH, WELL IS TODAY THE DAY WE LEAVE THE UNDERGROUND?"
"Yeah, paps. We're leaving in about ten." He rushes into the kitchen.
PAPYRUS, THE GREATESTS, POV!!!
I walked into the kitchen. I mean, I was trying to stay positive for the others but I missed Frisk. She would read me stories and play with my action figures, but now she won't talk to me and shes gone away.
I hope she isn't gone away like when mum went away. Mum was so cool. Part of the royal guard, and married to my dad, the royal scientist.
I miss them both, but right now I want Frisk to come home. I start to have tears in my eyes... but im not crying.
