People...humans and monsters are now cruel...

The boy ate his Popsicle while holding his mother's hand. They walked through the dark and dull city full of crime almost everyday. It is truly a dangerous place for everyone...but they can't help but live here, due to the lack of money. They have to make a living, right?

Hah...it's not like they were never cruel...

When the boy finished his Popsicle, he threw the stick away.

The mother didn't even notice...or she just didn't care...pathetic beings...

It landed next to a yellow flower, the only lively and innocent living thing in the city.

"Hey, you brat!" Someone called. The boy turned, making both he and his mother stop in their tracks. "Next time, throw it in the trash bin!"

An idiot...I can see he got it from his mother.

"M-mom, I'm scared" the boy whined and hid behind his mother.

"It's okay...mommy is here for you..." She said as she held her son's hand tight. She slowly walked, passing the flower.

Idiots...thanks anyway...

Frisk quickly sat up, breathing heavily. "You guys heard that scream?" She asked.

"Yeah. I did..." Sans said as his grip on his newspaper tightened.

"Nothing bad happened....right?" Papyrus asked, he walked inside the living room with a concerned look on his face. Frisk smiled and shook her head.

"Of course, Pap. I'm sure" Frisk lied. She knew something smelled fishy right from the start, and it's not Undyne you douchebags.

"Sorry you had to be disturbed, lil pup" Sans said, he earned a deadly glare from Frisk. "I mean...Frisk" Frisk smiled once again.

"Aww. Break times over" Frisk said and stood from the couch. When Sans was about to protest, the alarm from Papyrus and Frisk's watch alarmed. Sans just stared at Frisk with an impressed look on his face.

"Heh. Guess your right. Go get changed" Sans said. Frisk nodded and went upstairs with her clothes.

"Sans?" Papyrus said.

"Hm?"

"Screams are being heard from everywhere lately. What do you think happened?" Papyrus asked.

"I don't know, Pap. Let's just see what happens next" Sans said bluntly.

After a while, they heard Frisk walking down the steps. "Um...can I change again?"

"Why's that?" Sans asked, still reading the newspaper. He heard Papyrus gasp.

"Lil pup-I mean Frisk! You look amazing! But not as amazing as me though" Papyrus said, earning a slight giggle from Frisk. This made Sans look at Frisk.

"Of course, Pap" Frisk said. She noticed Sans staring at her. "I look stupid, huh? I don't know why Tori made me wear this"

[I HAVE A VERY HORRIBLE DRAWING I AM VERY SORRY]

"Kid..." Sans muttered. "Ya' look beautiful..."

"Um, pardon?"

"N-nothin'" Sans said and hid his now blue tinted face with the newspaper. He heard Papyrus chuckle.

"Let us go now, Frisk, Sans" Papyrus said. Sans put the newspaper down on the table and held Frisk's hand while Papyrus held the other. They teleported to Asgore's mansion. In front of them is a pair of ginormous oak doors, each door was carved with the delta rune. The mansion was colored purple and white, it was very neat.

"Well, do your thing, kid" Sans said as the skeleton brothers let go of her. Frisk nodded and knocked on the oak doors with a unique beat. The door slowly opened a small space, small enough for all of them to fit. They walked inside as Papyrus slightly sighed.

"The Dreemurr mansion...it always looks so majestic" Papyrus said. They stepped on the obsidian colored marble floor, a royal green and violet carpet covered the floors, great white walls surrounded all of them, a grand obsidian colored staircase stood before them, an enormous golden chandelier hung above them.

"Um...where's Asgore's office again?" Frisk said as she smiled sheepishly. Papyrus pointed the stair case before them. Frisk nodded and smiled. "So I guess I'll see you in a bit. Bye!" Frisk said and walked up the stairs to Asgore's office.

"Good bye, Fris--I mean, boss" Papyrus said as he and Sans waved at her.

They teleported back to their apartment. Papyrus' phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey! Papyrus!"

"Undyne! So what's boss's orders this time?"

"Nah. There's nothing. Don't tell me you forgot? We met on this same day before!"

"Oh right! I apologize but I did forget"

"Nah...it's okay. I just remembered right about now. I was thinking we should celebrate!"

"That sounds great! Where should we meet then?"

"Our usual meeting spot. See ya, pal"

Papyrus hung up and took his coat. "Sans, I will just be out for a while-" he stopped when he saw Sans fast asleep on the couch. He sighed and put a blanket top of him before he teleported away.

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Sans woke up from his phones ringing. He lazily took his phone call.

"...Hello..."

"Sans!!"

Sans quickly sat up.

"Y-yes, Tori-I mean, boss?"

"Where's Frisk?!"

"Isn't she with Asgore yesterday?"

"Yes, but he checked and she is not in her room! Is she with you?"

"No..."

"Well? What are you waiting for then? Find her!"

"Yes, boss"

"And Sans. I'm not your boss anymore. Good bye"

"Yes, ma'am-I mean, miss-I mean, Tori"

Toriel hung up. Sans scratched his skull in irritation.

"This is the 3rd time this week..." Sans said as he stood up and walked to his room. "...heh...real cute" he changed and brushed his teeth. When he finished, he went inside Papyrus's room. He saw Papyrus is still sleeping. Sans shrugged and teleported away to find Frisk.

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Frisk walked as the fedora covered her face. Her trench coat swayed below as she walk. She loves to go to Muffet's café, for it is her favorite café in the whole city. And she didn't think she'd make 'business' with the owner; Muffet. She swiftly avoided the walking citizens as she tried to keep her head low. She was excited. Not because she's going to Muffet's, but because Asgore asked -ordered, rather- her to make a deal with the spider for the first time.

Asgore knocked on the door. "Frisk? Are you awake?"

"Yep! Come in!" Frisk said as she put her boots on.

"I have a favor to ask of you" Asgore said as he walked inside her lilac purple colored room. He held a pistol. "I want you to make a small deal with Muffet" Frisk's eyes widened.

"Wait...you want me to make a deal with the owner of my favorite café; Muffet?!" Frisk said excitedly. Asgore nodded with a warm smile.

"But..." Asgore said and closed the door. "We shall never speak of this to anyone, most specially Toriel"

"Okay-wait, why?" Frisk asked.

"Toriel will just only be worried and she'll get angry at me. I just want you to learn Frisk. I made Undyne train you over the years for a reason. Not just to protect yourself, also to live your life freely. There'll be a time where no one will be there to care and protect you anymore" Asgore said as he gave Frisk the pistol. Frisk thanked him and hugged him tight.

Frisk finally arrived at Muffet's. She opened the door as the bell rang, alarming everyone that she came. She walked towards the counter and requested to talk with Muffet. Soon, they let her in Muffet's office upstairs. After a few steps, (30 to be specific) she finally arrived. She knocked and went inside.

"Ah! Frisk! What brings you here today?, other than my pastries" a spider like woman said. She sat on a chair, a big desk stood in front of her. Papers and folders were stacked neatly in the corner while an only lamp stood to her right. To her left, a pen holder stood. A giant window covered with the blinds was seen behind her, only dim light hitting Muffet and her desk. "I'm sorry if it's too dark, my dear. But I'm just used to dark rooms"

Frisk smiled and shook her head. "No, it's okay"

"Please, sit" Muffet offered as she gestured her to sit on a chair in front of her desk. It was dark to notice the chair. Frisk nodded and sat on the chair. "Now, time to be serious"

"We just need you to lend us a few guns" Frisk said.

"Again? Ugh, I'm sick of this" Muffet whined. "You don't know and I understand. This is your first time, but you father won't stop borrowing my stuff. I don't just need money, my dear"

"Then what is it that you want?" Frisk asked as she secretly held her pistol.

"Frisk," Asgore said before leaving, his back facing Frisk. "If she won't cooperate...kill her..."

"But-"

"No 'buts' if you want to make me proud" Asgore said coldly and walked out, shutting the door behind him.

Frisk stared down at her pistol. She didn't want to kill anyone, but she has to if she wants to make Asgore proud not just as a boss but also as a father.

"Hm...oh, I don't really know, dear. It just seems that money doesn't appeal to me anymore" Muffet said as she walked around the room.

"Does that mean you won't give us what we want?" Frisk asked as she slowly stood up.

"Well...maybe...."

"Make your choice, Muffet" Frisk said with a glare. She let the pistol go and gripped her knife instead.

"Okay, okay...fine..." Muffet said as she also gripped her knife behind her. "...my answer is...No" with that, Frisk aimed her knife at Muffet and ran towards her. Muffet quickly dodged.

"You think I'm that easy to beat?!"

Muffet aimed at Frisk's head. But before she could even lay a hair on her, Frisk took her wrist and gripped it tightly. Muffet flinched from the pain.

"Well. To be honest, yes. You're that easy to beat" Frisk said with a cold smile.

"And I see you've got some tricks up your sleeve" Muffet smiled.

"Less talking, more stabbing" Frisk hissed and kicked Muffet in the stomach, making her cough. Frisk felt guilty but she has to finish the job. She walked towards her, gun in hand. Frisk aimed the gun at her head. She tried to pull the trigger but she can't. She just can't. Muffet saw this and quickly kicked the gun from Frisk's hand.

"S**t!" Frisk exclaimed. She took her knife and tried to hit Muffet. Instead, she hit the blade of the knife. Frisk kicked her two feet, making her fall on her knees. Before Muffet could even retrieve her knife, she felt a sharp cool steel touch her windpipe. She earned a cold death stare from Frisk. Muffet laughed.

"I've never felt like that in years!" Muffet said. "Thank you, my dear. I realized action was all I need. Ill give you what you need this time. I'll send it immediately" Frisk stood and helped her up. Frisk smiled and thanked her. She finally ordered a spider doughnut and a spider cider before leaving.

"Right away!" Muffet said as she waved at Frisk. When she thinks she's gone, she breathed deeply. "She's one hell of a fighter...good thing I'm still alive" She sighed as she leaned on her desk. "I should really learn how to use my other arms for combat, not just for baking." She didn't know Frisk is still standing by her door.

"Tch. Coward" Frisk snarled as she went downstairs. "She can't even use her arms. That lazy bastard doesn't know how to fight" She took her order and went outside. She felt a boney hand grab her arm.

"What took you so long?" Sans said and teleported them at the Dreemurr mansion. "I've been waitin' for an hour, riskin' my life just for ya'"

"Heh...sorry. Too many customers" Frisk said and smiled sheepishly. She saw Asgore and winked at him, she earned a small smile and nod from him. Sans noticed and shrugged.