Their little Frisk (Undertale fanfic)

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⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ please be advised this story has triggering events that consist of touchy subjects for some viewers.
Abuse and crude humor is to be made aware of and more inappropriate events may occur in the future. So please be advised before you read. Thank you, and enjoy your day.

•Author's POV•
Frisk was six years old when she was abused, even before she was as a small infant. Her father was a drunkard who gambled a lot and he gone to jail a few times for it. Her mother was a wicked woman who had little Frisk. At the time, Frisk was abused by both her parents for the slightest disobedience she caused. Even if she was good she would still get a smack in the face. Her poor little body was always covered in bruises or cuts but she learned to live with it and ignore them. Her poor little heart was broken and she received no love from her family what-so-ever. Even her neighbors would glare at her. Little Frisk was in her room playing with her beloved teddy bear Mr. Fuzz who she considered her only friend. Now despite Frisk's age she was a very intelligent child knowing how to take care of herself. The one thing she never understood was why her parents abused her.
"FRISKY!!! Get down here ya little BRAT!" Her mother (Rylie) yelled up the stairs.
Frisk held her teddy tightly and walked out her room.
She jogged downstairs.
Her mother tossed her a bag of trash as Frisk stumbled back on her butt.
"Take out the trash, after that, clean the dishes, sweep the floors and make the bedroom," her mother commanded.
Frisk couldn't get up, the trash bag was way too heavy and she was trying to hold on to her teddybear.
"NOW!!" Her mother got impatient and struck the child so hard it echoed through the house.
Frisk grabbed her right eye as it started to turn black and blue.
"What's going on?" The father (Mike) slurred clearly drunk as he stumbled from the living room.
"Your daughter being lazy," the mother growled.
The father ripped Frisk's teddybear from her arms and tore off the head.
"No more toys for you," father growled gripping the teddybear hard as he pushed Frisk outside.
Silent tears streamed down her face.
The father opened the door outside shoving her out the door and throwing the head and body of the bear into the bushes somewhere.
Frisk stumbled over the trash bag and off the steps scraping her hands and knees and smacking her face on the concrete path. She stood up wearily as tears kept coming down as she dragged the trash bag to the dump in the front of their ugly house.

•???? POV•
I had my hands in my jacket pockets as the wind blew making chills go up and down my spine.
The thickets were like needle to my bones as I pushed aside some branches. This was my first time in the upper world and I already hated it. I felt something soft hit my head as it dropped to the ground. I glanced down to see the body of what looked to be a fuzzy stuffed animal. A bear perhaps? I picked it up to see the head was missing as I looked around to spot it just a few feet from me. I picked it up and tried to smash the head back on but it wouldn't stay. Where'd it come from? I heard a slight sob as I pushed aside some bushes to see an ugly looking house and a girl who had her face planted in the concrete pathway.
She looked to be about 6 and was dragging a very heavy trash bag when she got up. I couldn't see her all that well but she limped a little and rubbed her head as I heard her tears. With all her might she shoved the trash bag into the tall dumpster. She sat on the sidewalk by the road as she sniffled and cried a bit more loudly shoving her face into her tiny little hands.
I looked at the teddybear then at her.
"Maybe she's missing her teddy?" I thought to myself walking out of the bushes quietly.
I walked over to the strange human girl as I stood over her a little.
"Hello, does this belong to you?" I asked.
She jolted her head up in surprise but didn't seem alarmed by my skeleton face but instead glanced at the bear.
I got a good look at the girl. Her hair was a short shoulder length brunette and her eyes were brown. But the thing that threw me off was her black, blue and purple right eye. She had bruises on her hands and face with tears in her pants from the sidewalk.
I handed the two piece teddy as she hesitantly took it.
I sat beside her with my best smiling.
"I'm Sans, what's your name?" I scooted closer to the little girl.
She said not a single word but stroke the head of the bear gently not even looking at me.
She then took out some stuffing from her bear and formed a letter.
"F-"
She arranged it.
"R-"
"I-"
"S-"
"K," I blinked a few times before looking at her.
"Hi Frisk," I waved a little.
She waved shyly back then stuffed the stuffing back into his head.
"Where'd you get that bruise kid?" I asked reaching out to touch her black eye.
She jerked away turning her head squeezing her teddybear tightly.
I hesitantly put a hand on her back to comfort her.
Frisk tensed but then slowly started to face me again with a bit of surprise.
Her eyes were adorable and she lightly smiled at me.
"Aww," I thought to myself.
"SANNNSSSS?!!!" I heard a familiar voice call from the woods.
Frisk gasped hugging my arm in fear.
I smiled and patted her head.
I stood to my feet but Frisk wouldn't let go of my arm so I picked her up in my arms and carried her towards the woods a bit towards my 'little' brother in the woods.
"Papyrus keep your voice down," I hissed at my younger but taller brother.
"OooOoohh! A child?" Papyrus stared in amazement.
I had to look up at him since I was half the size of him.
Frisk looked up at him with a cute little grin planted on her face.
Papyrus took Frisk out my arms and held her like a baby grinning. He started to tickle her and she giggled in excitement.
"Coochie, coochie COO!" Papyrus tickled Frisk's tummy.
She was laughing so hard her teddy bear rolled out of her arms.
I picked them up and held it for her for a moment.
"FRISK?! WHERE ARE YOU!? GET YOUR A** IN HERE AND MAKE DINNER!!" I heard an angry male voice.
Frisk stopped laughing and had a look of terror plastered on her face.
Papyrus looked up as well squinting at the male figure who was kinda roaming looking for Frisk.
"Hmmm... I will return you to your father-" before Papyrus could go I grabbed his red cape to stop him.
The male (assuming the dad) was calling more angrier.
"Papyrus we can't give her to HIM! Just look at her! Who do you think caused those bruises?" I yelled/whispered.
Papyrus was completely oblivious of the bruises and gasped as he squeezed Frisk in a tight hug almost suffocating her.
She allowed it though and hugged Papyrus back mostly out of fear.
A small voice was inside my head.
"You can't just take her," one voice said.
I ignored it and smirked.
"Oh yes we can," I thought out loud giving my brother a look.
He gave me a wide smile in agreement.
"Oooh! Someone who will try my frozen spaghetti!" Papyrus jumped up and down with Frisk in his arms.
I gestured for Papyrus to run when the male I think spotted us but didn't see us fully since it was dark.
We were going to take Frisk home with us....