Sans x Frisk Short Stories

Mafiatale

I slightly changed the ending from it's original since I thought it was a little lame :P

Frisk wiped the knife she used to kill the monster.

Her phone rang and she quickly answered.

"Is it done?" A male voice said.

"Yes, Father. He tried to make me his personal whore, but no one owns me." Frisk said bluntly and hid her knife in her dress.

"He did what?!? If he was still alive I'd kill him for trying to make my daughter his sex slave!!!" Asgore shouted angrily.

"It's alright, Father. He already payed for it. I kicked his balls and cut a finger before I killed him." Frisk said and smiled.

"Good. Come to HQ as quickly as possible, Frisk."

"Yes, Father." she said and hung up.

She continued to walk through the empty dark streets. No one dared to go outside at night with all the mafias.

Just as Frisk opened the door to her car, a piece of cloth covered her nose and mouth. She jabbed her knife into the person, but still fell unconscious.

"Geez, that would've hurt if I had skin." Sans said as he pulled the knife that was stuck in between his ribs.

"WE HAVE TO GO NOW, BROTHER." Papyrus said.

Sans teleported all of them to their HQ. He settled Frisk on a bed and stared at her unconscious body.

"Isn't she a pretty doll." he muttered and locked the door shut as he went out.

As Frisk woke up, she found herself in a different room. She gazed around to find there was a bathroom, a little desk, a closert, and the bed she was lying on. The temperature was fair and so was the light. It had one window, but was locked from the outside. She knew instantly she was kidnapped, but she didn't care. She knows her family would stop at nothing to get her back.

She walked to the closet and opened it. There lay a few dresses hanged inside, also a few undergarments... It varied in sizes, which made her sure they didn't know her size. She took out a blue dress with purple trimmings. It was backless.

She took a bath and wore the clothings she picked out.

Sans was at the meeting of their mafia and they were discussing about how to get information from Frisk, and who would try to get it.

"She could manipulate any of us, it was said in the files she could find your weakness instantly." Gaster said.

"I'll do it!!! The punk can't do anything if I don't have a weakness!!!" Undyne said.

"Yes you do, it's Alphys..." Gaster said.

"So, it has to be a person who is quite hard to understand and is confusing for the darling..." Mettaton suggested.

"Well, yes... But all of us can be read easily... except..." Alphys said as she looked at the not-paying-attention-Sans.

"BROTHER?" Paps called.

"Huh? Wha? Uh.. Yes." he answered not even knowing what he said yes to.

"Great! You should start right away on getting information with Frisk." Mettaton cooed.

Just as Frisk finished combing her hair and stepped back to the room, the door flung open.

There revealed a short skeleton in a tuxedo with a blue tie. He went in and locked the door.