Undertamer (Frisk x Sans)

Chapter 13

Morning came. Frisk and Papyrus had hardly talked since last night. Now the two of them sat at breakfast eating plates of bacon and eggs. MTT sat in the middle of the two of them drinking and blend of engine oil and orange juice. Despite the fact that events of last night had left Frisk with a lot of questions, it was not something that should be mentioned. She felt guilty for not listening to Papyrus and angry at Sans for being so mean to him. No wonder Papyrus was embarrassed about his sexuality if his own brother called him those kinds of names. It was nothing short of saddening.

However there was something nagging her at the back of her mind. If Papyrus was Sans's brother then he was Gaster's son right? Then why was it that in all the time she had known him he had never referred to the head as "Dad". Even when he had just been talking the Sans last night he still called him "Gaster". Frisk picked at her food. She had a feeling that there was something going on under the surface and she was very interested. But she knew that the brothers most likely wouldn't want to talk about it and she was Papyrus' friend, she didn't want to upset him. Sans on the other hand....to her he meant about as much as chewed gum. So she could upset him with almost not regret. She spied him at the other end of the room. He was on his way out of the hall.

Papyrus saw him too and he simply waved happily to him. "Good morning Brother!" he called. Sans looked over at him and rolled his eyes . "whatever" he muttered as he left. Papyrus went back to him food. He kept his smile but it was clearly forced. Frisk looked at him and felt a mix of sorrow and anger.

Ok she could deal with the fact that Sans was a bully, she excepted that fact that he was a nasty person. But one thing that she couldn't understand or deal with was the fact that he treated his brother that way. Siblings could be the worst of enemies sometimes, her and Chara had fought many times, but this was more then just a little fight.

Frisk wanted Sans to hurt for the way that he treated Papyrus. She wanted to get him done in for something. Sighing, she pushed her plate of half eaten bacon away. If as on que Flowey leapt up onto the plate and started eating. Within her first week Flowey had informed Frisk that he was to intelligent to eat tined cat and dog food like the other small dragons. So instead he lived off Frisk's left overs from breakfast and dinner.

"Human are you alright?" came a voice from beside her. She turned to look at Pap who had gotten some toast and made a bacon and egg sandwich, Mettaton with still drinking his engine oil Smoothie thing. She smiled "I'm ok just....thinking". Pap put the sandwich down "look human I do hope that the events of last night hasn't coloured your opinion of my brother".

Looking at him slightly confused, Frisk replied "my opinion of your brother hasn't been changed at all". Seemingly unaware of what she meant, Papyrus smiled. "That's good human, I hope that you and him can get along".

At this Flowey let out a strange sound. He with clear laughing in a dragony way. "Shut up Flowey" Frisk said flicking a bit of un-eaten egg at him. Papyrus smiled a real smile and finished of the last of his food. He glanced at the hall clock.

"Oh dragon balls! me and Metta are gonna be late for professor Gerson's dragon history class!"

Papyrus stood up, palling Mettaton up with him. The two of them proceeded to sprint out of the hall with a final shout of "SEE YOU AT LUNCH HUMAN!!!"

Frisk giggled. What goof balls. She checked the time too. 15 minuets until her meeting with the head. Had called her to the office for some reason. It was a shame too Mrs Muffet's biology class started soon. Standing up she motioned for Flowey to clime up her arm and sit on her shoulder. Flowey rolled his eyes, as he walked up her arm and sat on her shoulder. "I hate 1st year biology anyway" he moaned. Biology was one of 2 classes that students where required to bring there dragon along to every now and again. Today was one of those days and boy was Frisk looking forward to Flowey scratching and biting her like every class.

Frisk happened to like Mrs Muffet's class. Muffet and the school chef Grillby where pretty much the only staff members who didn't treat her any different because she was a human. The two of them ran a pop up bar on the holidays so they were used to humans. Oh well she had a meeting to go to.

Frisk started to walk out of the food hall humming to herself. It was also quiet warm in the hall way. This was along with a funny kind of smell. But Frisk was hardly paying attention to anything. There were no other students in this hall. However she hardly noticed at all. Until.....

Flowey lest out a hiss like an angry cat. Frisk snapped to attention. She let out a long groan "looks like I'm gonna be late to the meeting" she muttered. Her distress was coursed by what blocked her path. Or should that be who?

(guess who....)

Sans was leaning against the wall completely zoned out. His hand was hanging down by his side. Between his fingers he held a small stick of something. He moved his hand up mouth and breathed in. A few seconds later he dropped his hand and let smoke leave mouth in a small cloud. Then an small amount of smoke spilled out of his eyes and from under his clothes. He closed his eyes and sighed. He looked relaxed.

His relaxing was interrupted by the sound of coughing coming from his left. "Shit" he muttered dropping what was in his hand and grinding it into the floor with his foot. Fanning the smoke away, he said "what are you looking at kid?"

"Well that explains the smell" Frisk said "or it might just be you". Sans narrowed his eyes, standing up straight. He walked over to her "you didn't see nothing get it" he said in a half threat. Flowey growled, as Frisk folded her arms. A smug grin creeped onto her face "Why not Sansy? would it get you in trouble with your dad?"

Sans' eyes widened as they went black. "You wouldn't dare" he spat.

Frisk grinned wider this was it, something she could get him in trouble for. It was to perfect. "Oh I dare in fact isn't that the headmaster talking to a group of monsters right now?" she stated smugly.

Sans turned around quickly. There was no one there. Frisk bust out laughing. Sans turned back to her filled with rage "you little bitch".

Frisk smile faded "Well if you're gonna call me names like that then I have no chose but to report you". Sans cocked his eyebrow (or what ever skeleton monsters have) "wait...what?"

Smirking again Frisk said "I'm on my way to the head masters office as it happens...I wonder how he would feel about you smoking some kind of drug".

Frisk could have sworn that she could see fear in Sans' face but she didn't care. So she pushed past him and walked over to the spot he had originally been standing. She picked the powdery half crushed stick off the floor. Pocketing it, she stated smugly "evidence". Sans' face was one of pure horror and he had his arms crossed over his ribs in a guarding motion. Frisk turned and started walking again. She finally had something that she could used against him and she was gonna use it.

As she walked she heard Sans behind her "I suggest that you reconsider that". She turned back to him "why?"

Sans straitened up "because if you blab then I promise you that the next time we meet...you will regret it." Turning away, Frisk replied "I'll take my chances". Then she left.

DONE!!! sorry about the slight drug stuff but I promise you all that Sans was not smoking anything illegal its just his dad that he will get in trouble with. Now Frisk blabs...well done Frisk and the only spoiler that I will give you for next time is that Frisk does regret it. Imag out!!!