Hiding (Undertale frans story)

Alone

Frisk POV:

     I look down, and pick at the grass. Right now, I'm at a picnic, with everybody. I'm so tired, and I haven't said a word. I'm not sure I even care about hiding this anymore, but I surely won't tell anyone, either way.

I look up and see everybody eating sandwiches that Toriel had prepared, and talking and laughing. I can see Sans watching me out of the corner of my eye. I'm sitting next to Papyrus, and I know he doesn't trust me.

The eye bags that lie beneath my eyes are obvious, and I'm not sure why no one has commented on that yet. "Frisk!" I whip my head up and see Toriel, looking at me. Everyone else has seemed to turn their attention to me too. I swallow, and respond, my voice shaky. "Yes?"

Toriel shakes her head and puts her hands on my shoulders. "Are you feeling alright? You don't look so well..." A part of me wants to yell and scream at everybody, for not caring or noticing how terrible I'm doing, and another part of me just wants to curl up and cry. "I'm fine, how many times do I have to tell you that, huh?"

Anger is apparent in my voice. Toriel frowns, and glances around at everybody, their eyes all on me. "I'm going for a walk," I hiss, standing and walking away quickly from the group. "I-I'll just go check on her..." I could hear Asgore say in the distance. He sounded embarrassed, embarrassed of me.

"Wow, Partner, you're really starting to lose your cool, aren't you?" I said nothing, and continued to walk faster. I lost my breath quickly, and had to stop for a moment. I leaned on a tree, and huffed. "Frisk, what's gotten into you lately?" Asgore appeared beside me, his face a mixture of anger and compassion. "Nothing..." I mumble, looking away.

"No, you're going to tell me exactly what's going on, right now. You're mother has been worried for days, you've been so... strange." I looked up at him, and I could sense I was about to lose myself to Chara again. I took a deep breath and focused on gathering the little amount of determination I still had to push her away. "Frisk? Look at me."

I blocked him out, and focused. If I didn't do this now, who knows what Chara would do to Asgore? "Frisk, you need to-" Chara inside of me snapped and made her way to the front. "You know what? You never cared when I was upset. You didn't even notice when I had to-" I stopped.

This was too much, too much information I was leaking out. "Don't tell me what to do." I walked away from him, away from the group. I never know where to go when I'd like to be alone. I feel as if I'm stuck in this small town. I want to get away.

~Time Skip~

Sans POV:

"So, it's all ready now, right? I can go get her now?" Alphys shuffled through her papers, pushed her glasses up, and turned to me. "Why are you in s-such a h-hurry? We're n-not in a rush."

I cleared my throat and looked away. "I just feel like we need to hurry. We can all see it's affecting her more then we think." Alphys agreed, and checked the machine once again before giving me thumbs up to go get Frisk.

I teleported to her bedroom, only to find no one was there. "Frisk?" I took a look around, but everything seemed just as it was before. I stepped out of her bedroom heard the clattering of dishes in the kitchen. I practically ran to the kitchen, and saw Toriel washing dishes. "Where's Frisk?"

She jumped, and turned towards me. "Oh, Sans, what a pleasant surprise! Frisk went out with a friend, his name is Henry, I believe." My pupils turned black, and I could feel panic arising in my chest.

"Henry?" there was a silence that followed. "Do you know where they went?" Toriel thought for a moment before answering. "Well, she didn't exactly say where." Before she even finished her sentence I was gone.

Frisk POV:

I picked at my food, trying to ignore his steady gaze on me. "So uh... what do you want to do after this?" Henry questioned, breaking the awkward silence. "I don't know. What do you want to do?" I looked at him, and he smiled brightly. "How about we go to my house after this?"

I shifted in my seat, looking away from him. "And uh... what would we do there?"

He chuckled and grabbed my hand, catching my attention. "Frisk, I'm sorry about that night. We could watch TV, or we don't even have to go to my house if you don't want to." I smiled slightly. It felt good to have have someone care about me in a way. "Okay... we can go to your house after."

"Frisk!" I looked around and saw Sans walking toward us, an angry expression on his face. "Sans? How did you find me here?" He huffed and grabbed my hand from Henry and pulled lightly. "Leave this asshole alone. Do you know what he did to you?"

I frowned and pulled my hand away. "Yes, I do. He apologized. Plus, it's none of your business anyways." He grabbed my hand again and pulled harder. "Yes it is. We're leaving now."

"Excuse me, but I think you should leave her alone if she wants you to." Henry said, barging in on the conversation. Sans squeezed my hand tight and said, "Sure, come and get her then," And teleported us away.