Their little Frisk (Undertale fanfic)

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I finally just turned and went to the bar instead of torturing myself with the woods. I walked in to see some odd looking creatures (like always) and the usual bartender. He was basically fire. He wore a black vest with a long sleeved white shirt and black bow tie with glasses that should be where his eyes were (but of course he had no face). He was wiping off the counter as his fire hair flickered.
"Hello Frisk," I sensed his smile, (even though he doesn't talk I know he said that).
I waved as I scrambled to the counter sitting on a barstool.
"Your usual?" He turned to me with question.
I nodded a bit tiredly.
He turned away for a moment making something in the drink area.
I heard the door open and close making me turn my head to see Sans looking around the bar then locking his gaze on me. He quickly made his way towards me sitting beside me with a wide grin, his mustache was gone but I saw a little bit of smeared black paint.
"There you are Frisk, been looking for ya," he patted my hand that rested on the counter.
The fire man turned to give me my snow blizzard milkshake.
I nodded at Sans in greetings. I didn't look at him but sip my milkshake in silence thinking..
Sans ordered one as well.
"Where does Toriel always go to?" I asked randomly finally turning to Sans.
He seemed a little surprised at my words as his "lips" or (flexible skull that made it look like lips) puckered to the side thinking.
The little white orbs in his pitch black eye sockets squinted thinking.
"Well uh," he stuttered. "Work," he replied stiffly after a moment.
"What kind of work?" I questioned scooting closer.
He seemed uncomfortable at the conversation.
"I don't know," he looked away as I could tell he was lying.
What was he hiding? I didn't push it of course. I only kept my curiosity to myself (more like nosiness). I noticed Sans smirking at me out of the corner of my eye.
I gave him a questionable look.
"We love ya kiddo," Sans kept smirking and ruffled my hair like he was my older brother.
I smiled at him ignoring my now messy short hair.
A chill crept up and down my spine as cold air caught me by surprise making me breath in too quickly. The door creaked open and the lights went out (expect for the bartender who was always a fiery flame of light).
I turned to fully face the door.
There from the doorway was a... Human boy who looked to be eighteen or seventeen. He had black hair with snow resting on top of his perfect wavy hair. His eyes were a crystal blue and he wore a grey hoodie and jeans with black sneakers. He was as pale as a sheep as he shivered like crazily.
Sans slanted his sockets and stared down the boy.
Behind him came a burst of joy.
Papyrus.
"NEH! NEH! I have found a human BOY!" Papyrus announced proud of himself.
Since everyone knows I'm a human and all they didn't take much interest in the boy except for a couple girls who sighed dreamily.
The boy looked confused and cold but not a bit scared.
I cocked my head to one side as I watched Papyrus shove him in and close the door.
The poor bartender sighed in annoyance having to light all the candles again.
The boy locked eyes on me as he scrambled over to me with no time to waste.
"Where am I?" He questioned glancing back at me and then all the other creatures in the room.
I felt uncomfortable and felt my stomach get ill like I was insecure.
Sans got off his barstool and pulled me away from the boy and grabbing Papyrus's hand too.
"Papyrus, who's THAT?!" Sans yelled/whispered as we were in the corner.
"A human BOY! I thought that was quite obvious.. Unless he's secretly a girl," Papyrus thought about it for a moment then gasped. "I've been played like frozen spaghetti," he growled lowly quite serious.
I giggled covering my mouth.
Sans was looking at him funny then smacked his forehead at how stupid he was.
I never really seen Sans lose his patience. He always let his brother roll with it and what not but he seemed dead serious as well.
"I don't want him anywhere near Frisk," Sans trapped me in the tightest hug I've ever been in.
I gasped for air but allowed it.
Papyrus saluted Sans and nodded.
"And take him back where he came from!" He added.
"Oh but uh, IT'S back....." Papyrus almost whispered.
Sans almost choked.
Who's back?
Sans quickly pushed him and Papyrus away from me to talk somewhere else like OUTSIDE.
I was left in the corner blinking.
"So your name is Frisk?" The boy asked as he was suddenly right there.
I jumped and let out a small squeak in fear as I whipped around to face him. I nodded after a moment and gulped hard.
"I'm Tony," he extended a hand.
What was I suppose to do with his hand? I never encountered this type of greeting.
I just curled my lips and nodded at him.
"Don't talk much hm?" He asked grinning at me.
He seemed pretty chill.
I shyly looked down at my feet and pretty much my silence answered his question. I don't know him well, I don't want to talk to him.
"Frisk-" I heard Sans call as he scrambled back in from outside.
Sans got in between me and the boy and eyed him with a hint of anger. He grabbed my hand and ran out the door as we met with Papyrus right outside as we started to walk away.
"Hey! Wait!" Tony called out running after us.
Papyrus picked me up like a child and set me on his bony shoulders.
I looked back at Tony.
"What you want kid?" Sans snapped stopping in his tracks and glaring at him as I saw his orbs turn a faint blue.
"I-I'm just wanting to know how to get out of here," Tony stuttered but had his gaze on me.
To be honest, I didn't know how to get out of this world either but I liked it here because I was safe. Safe from abusive people...
"Well I can't help ya, so go ask someone else," Sans pointed for him to leave.
"C-can I at least have some place to stay?" He pleaded.
His eyes were like puppy dogs and he looked so cold..
Sans wanted to say no again.
"You can stay with us," I mumbled loud enough to hear.
He had wider eyes and a smile pear on his face.
Sans gave me a slight glare but gave in and allowed him to come.
"Just stay away from him Frisk," Sans whispered when I was set down.