[INTRO] they probably hate having to get used to a new place

[mercybutton]

Nooooo.

[aaaaaa. uuuuugh. What bothers them most right now isn't that they're suddenly someplace they don't know and thus are not at home, it's that they're suddenly someplace they don't know and thus is going to bump into literally Every Single Obstruction that exists here. Honestly, they'd be more concerned about being displaced from their family if they weren't annoyed about the prospect of having to get used to a possibly enormous place. Nobody better move the furniture around.

After a solid minute of laying on the ground they sit up. Feels like grass, sounds like water is rushing nearby. A park? Frisk stands up and starts shuffling around, trying to get used to their surroundings, finding one of the paths winding through the gardens. Then they start walking, gaining more confidence, and then-



trip right into a fountain. Curse their recklessness.]

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[trombones]

"Oh."

Well, that answered part of it. Sans sits down on the bed. Despite being... you know, a skeleton, somehow the mattress still creaks under his weight.

"What happened?"

[mercybutton]

"Um..." They shuffle their feet. "You know about SAVEs an' RELOADS and stuff, right?"

[trombones]

He's briefly quiet at that.

"Yep. Wouldn't've gave you the key to my room if I didn't." Implying he didn't already suspect it, regardless of whether or not he gave them his key. "I know you got a special ability."

[mercybutton]

"The RESET and RELOADs aren't perfect. Sometimes things slip through." Like how Papyrus thought they looked familiar after a normal reset. "Every time I reload, the hits that kill me stay behind as, um, scars. When I found out, um, I tried not to take anything to the face, but I failed."

They don't know why they stayed blind after a RESET- what made an attack on their eyes so different from the snapping of tendons in the back of their legs, impalement, or dismemberment- maybe it's some "windows to the soul" or magic BS, but they don't mind. They're happy like this. Sure it'd be nice to have their sight back, but not having it doesn't bother Frisk that much.

[trombones]

"... Hmh."

Somehow, he's surprised. He doesn't remember that flower ever dealing with something like that, but maybe he just didn't remember. Or maybe Flowey just got lucky. Again, he's quiet. Then--

"... One of us, I'm guessin'."

Not likely Papyrus. His brother was careful, even in a fight. As for himself... well. He wouldn't know. The kid would have had to really tick him off. But that's another story.

[mercybutton]

"... Yeah."

Definitely not Papyrus- he's way too careful. They don't want to say exactly who it was, because they don't want to ruin any relationships, or worse.

[trombones]

It's not like it was hard to guess. Frisk was among monsters at the time, anybody he knew could have been the reason why. Apparently everybody had attacked Frisk at one point, but he wasn't angry about it. Better to let them all see Frisk for who they were. Then they could change their mind and stop on their own.

It's not exactly what Toriel asked when she asked Sans to watch over them, but hey. Didn't he do a great job protecting them? don't answer that

"None of my business, I guess. Knowing you, I bet you convinced them otherwise the next time around, huh? M'sorry that happened though... your eyes, I mean."

[mercybutton]

"Well, it doesn't bother me too much. It'll probably be a pain getting used to navigating around here, but I think I'll be okay."

Losing something doesn't mean you're broken or incomplete, anyway.

[trombones]

Correct.

"Heh."

Okay, that actually gets Sans smiling. The kid kept on trucking. Of course they would.

"Yep. Still determined. I'm not surprised."

He shakes his head and pulls himself off the bed.

"Alright, well. I'll give ya a hand 'til then. How about it?"

[mercybutton]

"Sounds fine! But uh, only if you want to."

Don't want him feeling like they're holding him back in any way, after all.

[trombones]

"Nah. I want to."

Sans hopped off the bed. If they were done, he would offer his arm again.

"To be honest with ya, I'm still figuring this place out myself. So how about we do it together?"

[mercybutton]

"I'd like that."

They dry themselves off for a little while more, then throw the blanket back onto the bed. They hold out a hand.

"Any food around here?"

[trombones]

Sans takes it, letting Frisk either hold his hand or take his arm - whatever's comfortable.

"Yeah, they got desserts in the ballroom. Apparently some kind of candy room too? Never seen it, but it sounds pretty sweet."

[mercybutton]

[Do you see this face.

Frisk has the biggest fucking sweet tooth.]

[trombones]

PFT.

"Thought so. Come on, I'll take ya to the ballroom."

[mercybutton]

"Yeah!!"

They gladly follow his voice, though they do offer their hand if it'll make guiding easier for him.