Undertale: After Pacifist

"I know. And...I'm sorry" Frisk said softly.

"What is the holdup?" Papyrus called
 
"It's alright. You can come toany of us and we'll help. Just always remember that, Frisk." Sans poked his head out from upstairs. "Oh hey, Pap. I was teachin' Frisk another joke. But it wasn't very humerus." He said as he stepped down the stairs. "Though, we've got to talk soon. It's kind of an..." he pointed to his eye socket. "Emergen-SEE."
 
(I get to hear all of Sans' great jokes. My brother bought me Undertale!)

"SANS!" Papyrus yelled in annoyance. Frisk came out, and smiled.

"We're coming, Pap" she smiled. Papyrus looked at Frisk's arms, then back to Sans.

"Sans. What's wrong with Frisk's arms?" He asked
 
(I had to google skeleton jokes. Of course the first result is Undertale XD)

"That's the thing. A couple of humans at Frisk's school hate monsters. Enough to beat Frisk up cause we live together. Hit her until she was bruised all over." Sans looked up at his brother. "We have to tell Toriel once she gets back from the school. She teaches all the monster kids too." 

"And, I think we should keep Frisk company and walk her home with us. It looks like not all the humans have really gotten used to us yet, and Frisk doesn't hurt people by nature." The monster opened the refrigerator and took out bags of frozen vegetables to improvise for ice packs, using those to ice Frisk's bruises.

Fighting the bully humans was out of the question  since Frisk wouldn't allow it and it wasn't necessary for them to now that they just left the Underground.
 
(Of course xD)

"Hm. I see. Yes, we'll accompany you home, Frisk. You don't need to worry when you have the Great Papyrus as one of your protectors" Papyrus said. Frisk hugged Papyrus.

"Thank you. Both of you" she said
 
Sans hugged his brother and Frisk tightly, coming happily accustomed to regular hugs. "Now, let's dig into that spaghetti before it gets cold."
 
"Oh. Right!" Frisk smiled. Papyrus stood, and got out three bowls, and filled them with the spaghetti
 
Sans helped set up the table, but to make Frisk laugh, he placed a whoopie cushion under the cushion for Papyrus' usual seat.
 
Papyrus came to the table with the bowls of spaghetti. He set them on the table, and sat down in the seat. The whoopie cushion went off, and Frisk laughed
 
"Papyrus, I think you cut too much cheese for the spaghetti." Sans remarked, cheekbones upturned in glee. "Always gets a good chuckle."
 
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