Should I continue....

Undetale - Sans - Okay for all

It has been a week since the barrier had been broken.

Immediately upon going down the mountain the group of boss mages were met with the Ebott military forces. It was a good thing they recognized Frisk, or else everyone would have been quarantined. Frisk explained their story, surprisingly not needing a translator because the group knew sign, and Toriel and Asgore happily answered the military's questions. They were instructed to remain Underground for the time being while they bring someone to assist Frisk in integrating the mages to the surface world.

"My child please slow down," Toriel lightly chuckled, her pale hand lightly grasping the gender neutrals slightly tanned one. Frisk smiled up at the white haired woman, her red brown eyes slightly squinted.

'Sorry, but I can't wait for you all to meet someone!' Frisk signed quickly, pulling Toriel to walk faster.

"ANOTHER HUMAN?!" Papyrus exclaimed with a large smile, his white hair almost glowing under the sun. "HUMAN FRISK YOU NEVER TOLD US ABOUT ANOTHER HUMAN!"

"Paps humans know humans," Sans smile was slightly more realistic than usual, and his own pale skinned hands were tucked into his blue hood's pockets. "

"HOPE YOUR FRIEND ISN'T AS WIMPY AS YOU, PUNK!" Undyne smiled, her lean tanned body tense when every snap or twitter above them.

'She's way stronger than me!' Frisk beamed, and they all could feel the happiness radiating off their small striped sweatshirt covered body. Sans chuckled along with Asgore, but unlike the King he stayed silent.

"I am also very excited to meet someone so impacting on little Frisk," Asgore's deep voice settled in everyone's core, and like Papyrus his blond yellow beard and hair were also brightly shining in the sun.

'I just hope she's not busy...' Frisk thought and looked at the military tents with a determined glint in their eyes.

"W-W-What if she's n-n-not available?" Alphy's nervously stuttered, their yellow hair held back by a white headband shimmering in the sun's rays. She sensed Frisk's quickly saddening mood and stammered a quick counter. "B-B-But it's a l-low chance!" Frisk was brightly smiling again, and Undyne gently patted Alphy's head in sympathy.

They arrived at the main area, the boss mages looking around with awed faces while Frisk was slightly anxious. A man spotted them and quickly ran over.

"Are you Ambassador Frisk?" The man asked, and Frisk nodded. He smiled and waved at the two men guarding a tent. "It's Frisk, bring her out!" The mages stiffened as they watched the two very buff looking officers disappear in the tent.

"Hey kid...." Sans warily eyed the tent. "Not doubting you, but is this woman sane?" Frisk giggled, and to everyone's shock they didn't answer.

Their gaze soon snapped back to the tent when they saw a hand opening the flap. In between the two men was a limp figure with black military boots, tanned cargo pants, military supplied brown shirt and dark green hat, and a green jacket with a star sticked into the shoulders and a ripped off service number.

"Here you are Frisk," One of the men gruffly reported and the two dropped the limp figure in front of the group. Everyone but Frisk flinched as the figure laid motionless, their red hair fanning around their neck.

Then there was a snore.

"We couldn't wake her up" He deadpanned, and the mages let out sighed of relief.

'Of course you couldn't,' Frisk signed with a sigh and walked over to the limp body. They poked her head with one foot..... And then body slammed into their back. A very loud pop and a loud cough erupted from the body.

"Ug...." The figure groaned and Frisk smiled. Toriel was almost jealous of how happy the child seemed to see this stranger. They watched the figure smoothly stand up and look around, their bleary look and dull aqua marine eyes striking slight unease through all the mages. "What time zone is this...."

'MAX MAX MAX MAX!' Frisk signed with one hand while the other tugged at the figure's coat ends. The figure, now named Max, was about as tall as Sans chest.

"Huh?" Max looked down at Frisk and the blinked. "Risky Frisky?"

'Risky... Frisky...' The mages all thought with confused emotions as they watched Frisk happily latch onto Max's chest, their arms tightly wound around her neck while their legs locked behind her back.

"Weird, could have sworn you didn't know any mages last time I saw you," Max lazily said, an easy going smile on her face as she patted Frisk's back. Sans felt slightly threatened by the human who's smile didn't reach their eyes.

"HUMAN MAX!" Papyrus announced, his loud voice causing most of the soldiers to flinch. She didn't even bat a lash. "HOW EXACTLY DO YOU KNOW HUMAN FRISK? THEY SEEM VERY ATTACHED TO YOU...."

Max chuckled and kept petting Frisk's hair, as if the kid wasn't just hanging onto their front and nuzzling their breast. "Friend of their parents, used to babysit them whenever I could," Toriel looked relieved, and Papyrus seemed interested in what she said.

"WHY DO HUMANS SIT ON BABIES?" He asked, his head tilting to the side. "WON;T THAT KILL THE BABY?"

"Nah bro," Sans said, throwing his coin in the mix. "It means she used to watch the kid while their parents are gone."

"I SEE!" Papyrus smiled and help out a hand. "HELLO HUMAN MAX! I AM THE GREAT PAPYRUS!" Max lightly grasped his hand and jut let him enthusiastically shake it.

"Nice to meet you," Max shrugged and didn't flinch when Undyne jumped in front of her face.

"I'm Undyne, whimp!" She smirked and held out her hand. Max did the same thing she did with Papyrus and just let Undyne shake her entire arm.