Mass Effect Tale COMPLETE

Chapter 7

Another chapter :) read, comment, vote. Yay Frisk finally gets to Meet Sans and Papyrus.

After loading the materials they were to transport they worked into the night loading the supplies they needed as a crew for the long trip. Grillbz got his wish for more supplies for his kitchen and Papyrus and Sans snuck off for a few hours before their intended departure to gather some supplies for their little project.

"I am so excited...I have always wanted a pet!"

Sans chuckled as Papyrus carried the heavy load. "Not so loud Pap—we don't want to alert it on our plans do we?"

"So this port rat is the one responsible for the kitchen—but why did we have to buy all of these human safe rations? I thought you said you didn't like them?"

"Heh—well what can I say I guess they grew on me. Don't think we are going to have any stops down the road except for a quick refuel so might as well get something for the road."

"But a whole years supply?"

"Why not I will keep it in my space."

"Alright then—far be it from me to tell you that this junk is going to make you fat."

"Now—hold on." Sans grunted. "I'm not overweight to begin with!" he scrunched his face up at his brother.

"Sans we almost weight the same—and I have a lot more height on you."

Sans looked down at his physique—he wasn't fat..."I'm not fat..." first his brother insulted his work ethic—not having a hobby—and now his weight?

Frisk was ill—after eating all that food she realized too late it wasn't human friendly—the cramps and bloated feeling left her in a fitful sleep in the one cabin room she had located that seemed deserted...thankfully the room had a restroom. She got a chance to clean up and now was huddled up on the bed groaning—she was hungry—thirsty and wanted to barf her nonexistent cookies but couldn't seem to do it. Ugh she was going to die...

Moaning she felt the ship take off—not aiding her for the most part till the motion of the ship made her sick and she rushed to the bathroom. Thanking any god that would hear her—she left sometime later feeling so much better—and passed back out on the bed severely dehydrated and exhausted...

Later on who knew how long she woke up driven by the need to find food again—going against her will to prevent more heartache she checked the omni clock on the nightstand noted it was very late in the evening and slipped out of her room.

She had checked it several times. Looking back and forth down the long deserted hall—so many people seemed to have left the ship and it made her wonder if something was up or they were just a charter ship...if so she was in luck they wouldn't check this room she was living in till they went to pick more people up.

Sans was the only person awake on the ship—besides Undyne who was haunting the captain's chair. Keeping an eye on the sensors and readouts of the ship. The whole crew was nervous... Sans was sure and tossing and turning in their own beds. Undyne and himself wandered when stressed. Besides he had work to do—catching the "port rat" that had wandered on board.

Papyrus had given up some hours ago—complaining about being tired. He didn't mind and had assured his lanky brother that he would get him if he caught anything. He was curious if his suspicions were true—why he got a years' worth of human safe food—it wasn't because he wanted to eat it—he bristled at his brothers comment...he meant well—

He was about to get bored with it—his little perch up by the ceiling on a shelving unit to hide from site of the rows of chairs and tables in the dining area. He was expecting a drop down from the air vent across the room by the kitchen but was shocked when he saw the creature enter through the door like a normal person.