[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.]

Comments

[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.