I've Been Petted!

Morning:

Getting up for his shift, Sans got off the couch, but almost missed Frisk who had already been up. "Oh. Papyrus will figure out the next part. I gotta get to work." 

Frisk tried to come over, but he was to the door and the ball and chain only went so far. "I can't sleep at this time as well. Can I go with you?" 

"Uh." Sans shrugged. "Fine." He went over and grabbed the ball. Maybe he could get some answers from him. "It'll be boring." 

"I'm present and here, Sans! Nothing I do is boring, even if I do nothing!" Frisk answered as he almost hopped too far forward for Sans. 

What did he mean by that? "Easy, kiddo, this is one attachment you can't break," Sans warned him. "I'll go first. You follow." 

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 "Hey, Sans!" 

"Hey there, Sans." 

Sans waved to everyone he passed. 

"You're popular," Frisk said. "Why are you so popular?" 

Popular? "I've just known everyone my entire life, kid." 

"Oh. That sounds cool. To know everyone, and be treated nice by everyone." Frisk bit his lip. "I wish we could stay." 

"You are for now." There was no choice in that. 

 "So, are we going to live with you forever?" Frisk smiled as he swung his arm more as they walked. "I think it would be great." 

"Uh." Sans stopped. "Buddy? Do you remember any other monster besides me? At all?" Did Frisky really only avoid Sans, and no one else? 

"Not super much." Frisk stopped swinging San's arm. "It's like a really deep sleep when a bunch of souls are inside me. Momma usually makes sure I stay 'super dee duper asleep', unless you're around." 

"Okay, but when you landed down here, was it an accident?" Sans stood by his post. There were a lot of signals that it wasn't, but sometimes kids had the most information they could spill. 

"Of course not. I knew I'd eventually come here, Sans." Frisk sighed as he started to swing Sans' hand back and forth again. "My entire life. I wouldn't even be alive if I wasn't a conduit." 

"What's a conduit?" 

"The special kid that all the other souls go into. A true child has to be the shape." Frisk looked toward Sans. "Sorry, I forgot. Monsters don't have as good of technology." 

 "Sounds like you know all about this place." 

"Yep! If we reached the barrier after falling, then humanity was going to take off the barrier. But, it's really stupid. It's better here. Although, when we go back, we'll be freed soon. I think," Frisk said. "We'll be able to live in a domicile, and no one would be testing on me anymore all the time to make sure I could hold other souls." 

Yeah, keep talking kid. "Go on." 

"I mean, you know . . ." Frisk groaned. "I feel too! But, it's like people don't remember that. I don't have anything really to even live for except for people to take over my body. I'm not worth anything to anyone, except for my mom. I have DETERMINATION to keep going for her." Frisk pulled himself into the booth area. "My mom's the best, Sans. Most moms that get selected just have their conduit and leave for freedom, but she refused. None of my friends have moms. But, my momma stayed with me, renounced her name and status, and she passed DETERMINATION tests to make sure she could be one of the top leaders on the missions I had to take. It's a good thing 'cause momma said this mission got really corrupted." 

"That's putting it lightly." Still, Sans couldn't even try to sleep a wink today. This kid was radiating new information like crazy. "Conduit. Sounds bad." 

"Major bad," Frisk said. "So, can we stay your prisoners forever and not return home? Plllleeeease?" 

"You'd rather be stuck inside a house, with me, dragging around a large ball with chains . . . you know what, I see your point." Humanity sucked. "Think I'd prefer that to your conduit life too." 

Frisk continued to jump in and out of the booth like it was the greatest thing in the world. It got to be annoying, but Sans couldn't say anything. The kid always had souls stuck inside his body, controlling him. He deserved to use his own body for a change. 

While the kid did that though, his cell went off. "Hello?" 

"Sans! You have the little human, right?" 

"Yep." 

"Oh good, oh good! Don't do that to me, my bones were shaking! Ask before you just take the human pets out of the house." 

"Okay, bro. Anything else?" 

"Nope! Just going to follow the book, and then I will bring the big human to work with me I suppose. Oh, how annoying. Things I do for humans." 

Sans was about to hang up when he heard Frisk's stomach growl. Kid was probably hungry. He should do something to show he wasn't a tyrant of a prison guard, and he did owe Frisk something nice for basically saving them from genocide. Why not? "Before you do that, meet me at Grillby's with her." 

"What?! Sans, no way!" 

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"Four burgs," Sans spoke up for them. He wanted to treat everyone to a burger. Cold burgers were good, but the warm burgers were the absolute best. It took some more of his GOLD, and it wasn't going to reset just like the rest of life, so he'd have to be less casual with it soon. But, one more good go until he was down to spaghetti and hot dogs. 

He never thought hanging out with two souls inside of an unfeeling monster that kept destroying his world . . . would be something he liked. But, it just was. Maybe it was seeing that the evil was dismantled. Maybe it was feeling the goodness in Frisk instead of sensing something wrong that laid his troubles to rest. Maybe it was learning about how FRISK had been good and evil at the same time. Who knew? 

Him and Frisk down to Grillby's was easy, but convincing Papyrus to bring Frisky was another thing. He had to promise he wouldn't make any puns about spaghetti for dinner. Papyrus couldn't turn down that deal, so he took off too. 

"Grillby's. I always remember this place." Frisk looked over at Sans. "Can I have fries this time?" 

"Sure, you only live once. Now anyhow," Sans answered back. "Make that three burgs and one fry, Grillby." Then, he heard Frisk laugh. What was funny about that? He looked over at Frisk, who was laughing at his mom. 

Who was changing shape again. This time, her width was adjusting. And the shirt that was his that used to fit okay, was now not fitting so okay. One part barely stayed on her shoulder, while the other side couldn't even stay on her shoulder. It didn't show anything indecent, but it got close. Frisky started to fidget with it, trying to bring the shoulder back up, but the other side would just start to fall down. 

"Momma, you look funny." Frisk tapped on Sans. "Doesn't mom look funny?" 

Sans glanced around. Frisk wasn't the only one who noticed Frisky's transformation again. Oof. When had his favorite spot become so uncomfortable? 

When Frisky and the other souls were running Frisk's body, he was still just a kid. No one blinked twice. Frisky though wasn't a human kid. Human or not, guys in there were really staring at her. Her outfit was not helping things either. Even if it was a hilarious shirt, it didn't put off any stares. 

"It's a human, get her!" 

Yeah. One more fun thing. Before Papyrus and him could even say anything, Dogamy grabbed Frisk and flung her outside of Grillby's toward Dogaressa. Ugh. 

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Oh. Royal Guard. Frisky turned around after being slung out of Grillby's. It was so tough, it made her ball and chain come with her too. Really? She thought they all got the order she was a prisoner. Or was it changed? She tried to fix her shirt shoulder again. They even pulled her into an encounter, outside of Grillby's. DETERMINATION: ACT: Talk. "Can you guys just chill for a little while?" 

DOGAMY: ACT: Talk. "No, your human!" Dogamy insisted. 

DETERMINATION: ACT: Joke. "I'm not human," Frisky insisted. "Look at me. I'm a gnome." 

DOGAMY: ACT: Talk. "You're a what?" Dogamy growled. 

DETERMINATION: ACT: Flirt. "A gnome. Humans aren't this small. They're tall like Papyrus," she said quickly. "I mean, if I was a human kid, I'd be this small. But look at me, do I really look like a kid, fella?" She winked and clicked her tongue for good measure. 

*Dogamy is blushing. 

"Uuh." Dogamy looked over at Dogaressa who wasn't giving him nice looks right now. "Dearest? Humans are taller, except kids. Right?" She was still not giving him kind eyes. He looked back at FriskY. DOGAMY: ACT: Talk. "I don't believe you. Prove you're a gnome!" 

DETERMINATION: ACT: Joke. Frisky shrugged. "I look incredibly good on lawns." 

DOGAMY: ACT: Talk. "Gnomes have beards!" 

DETERMINATION: ACT: Talk. "That's stereotyping, Sir." 

"Sans," Papyrus warned him as he came to the door with Frisk's ball and chain. "Don't forget your prisoner. Undyne will be upset." 

Sans couldn't help himself. He knew he wasn't supposed to laugh, but Frisky was funny. She was failing miserably, Dogamy and Dogaressa didn't know anything about human sizes, but they did know that gnomes didn't exist in the Underground. But, it didn't make it any less funny. She was even making Dogaressa mad at Dogamy. 

Still, it was just them. The only real one to watch out for was Doggo. Besides him, there should be no other Royal Guards who didn't know the new rule. The rest were already gone. 

"You two, stop making a mess of this!" Papyrus yelled at them. "She is our prisoner! Notice the ball attached to her footing? Undyne gave the order!" 

"Oh, Undyne?" Dogamy answered. DOGAMY: ACT: Talk. "Okay, if she is already prisoner." 

Frisky just shrugged. DETERMINATION: ACT: Flirt. "Too bad I suppose. Would have been fun to play fetch with me, wouldn't have it?" 

*Dogamy blushes again. 

MERCY. Spare. "Get out of here," Dogaressa said as she looked at Dogamy, "and you, stop blushing!" 

"Oh, sweetheart. Love of my life," Dogamy said as he walked off with Dogaressa. "Honey?" 

Sans moved back over to Frisky's ball and chain to pick it up and go back in. Papyrus did the same with Frisk. 

"You should be more careful," Papyrus warned her. "Human, you've no idea what things are out there. You need to stop being so rambunctious, and getting into stuff that doesn't concern you!" 

Welp, at least they could all get back to eating. Or not. Why did Frisky feel dog drool over her shoulder? She looked back and saw Doggo, slobbering on her. Oh. Yeah. Fantastic. 

"Will you go away already!" Papyrus demanded. "We are eating, and the humans are our prisoners. Will you stop drooling on her?" 

"She's under me? Why are you so short?" Doggo demanded from over her shoulder. He smelled her hair lightly. "I know humans are taller. Much taller, and I can tell you're not a child. You should be brought to Undyne for questioning. Are you still there?" 

"She is fine! They come in many sizes," Papyrus added. "For the last time, she is already our prisoner so it doesn't matter whether she's child or adult. Stop annoying us." 

Frisky tried to concentrate on her own burger. It was nice to have a warm burger. It had been a very long time since she had one. Plus, she knew that days of unhealthy food weren't going to work as well since time stopped resetting. She would have to ignore the drooling dog for now. Which was still there. Drooling. It could be completely in my head, but . . . He wasn't trying to look down her shirt, was he? He wouldn't. Royal Guard. Curious. Monster. In my head, it's in my head. Monsters don't like humans. Besides, he's usually pretty blind. 

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Sans hadn't said a word. He didn't want to get involved. He just wanted to chill with his burger. Papyrus was handling it. But. This. Was. Ridiculous. Can't I just enjoy my first full day of no resetting? But, nope. His brother was clueless as ever. Frisky wasn't catching the subtlety of the 'blind dog'. She may not have been moving from her seat, but she was eating, so she really was moving. Doggo was being a real dog. 

Sans couldn't just let that go on, but direct confrontation was never his style. "Nice burger. Lovely day for some yummy catsup too." He held the catsup up to his mouth. "Nothing better than catsup. Oops." He 'accidentally' squirted it the wrong way. "Hey, sorry about that," Sans chuckled at Doggo as he backed up and tried to get the catsup out of his eyes. "Maybe you should go catsup with the other guards." Frisk just laughed. 

"Sans!" Doggo complained as he rubbed his eyes more. 

"Sans!" Papyrus scolded him. "Watch where you are facing your catsup!" 

"Sorry." Sans shrugged as he went back to his catsup. "I was distracted by Frisky moving all over the place." 

"I'm not mo . . ." 

Yep, she got it. She moved up closer to the counter, and her cheeks were glowing a pinkish hue. 

"How come you're blushing, mom?" Frisk asked her. "Mom?" 

"I'm not leaving far. We're just not hunting them right now since King Asgore killed one and it didn't free us," Doggo answered. "We'll eventually be back to trying, and we'll have two guinea pigs ready." 

Frisky was doing something Sans didn't like the look of. He didn't sense anything wrong. She wouldn't, but she was slowly taking a knife out of its sheath from on the counter. Not a surprise she managed to stash that. Papyrus didn't check her, too busy with shackles and thinking of rules last night. And him, he just didn't care all that much. 

Now he should have cared. No way. You're better than that. It's not worth it for whatever friend that may have been. 

But, Frisky left the knife on the table. He watched as she turned around to Doggo with the sheath. "See the stick, boy? See the stick?" She stood up. "Ooh, it's not a regular stick. It's a shiny stick. A thick stick! Ooh, it's a special stick! Come on, boy, you want the stick?" 

"Oh, boy, oh, boy!" Doggo couldn't help himself. 

"You want the stick boy, you want it?" Frisky asked him again. "Be a good boy, then. Sit." 

Doggo sat on the ground, wagging his tail as his eyes followed the moving stick. 

Frisky kept moving it repeatedly. "Ooh, what a stick! Look at that stick! Grr, ooh, it'd be so good to get the teeth on it, huh? Ooh, look at that texture, I bet that will feel good! What'll you do for it, boy? Huh?" 

"Aaah, anything!" He yelled as he wagged his tail back and forth. 

"Roll over then. Roll over, boy!" Frisky kept moving the stick. "To the left. To the right. Yay! Can you clap hands?" She held her hand out. "Come on, clap my hand. Ooh, there's a good boy! Ooh, who's a goody good boy?" 

"Don't, don't, don't, don't!" Papyrus warned Sans, but Frisk was already cracking up, trying to hold onto Sans for support. "Don't laugh!" 

"I can't do it!" Sans started to beat his hands on the counter. FRISK had petted and played with the dogs a little in the past, but this was hilarious. Frisky was getting revenge by showing how petty and easily manipulated Doggo was in a restaurant, where anyone could see him. Nobody could resist. 

"Ooooh, such a good booooyyyy!" Frisky said as he finished rolling over. "On the floor. Down on all fours." Doggo got down on all fours. "There you go, sit by me, there you go big boy." She petted him right beside her seat as she went back to her burger. 

"I've been petted!" His hind leg moved up and down as he sat on the floor beside her. "Pit! Pat! Pot! Pet!" 

Sans couldn't help it. "Well, I think Frisky got herself her own doggy bag." 

"Sans!" But even his brother couldn't hide the fact that it was kind of funny. He was practically squirming. The rest of the restaurant lost it's cool a long time ago. In fact, some Monsters were coming in just to see what the fuss was. 

Best. Revenge. Ever. "Dog gone shame he can't come home with us, huh, Papyrus?" Sans asked. 

"Sans!" 

"He'll be too dog tired," Frisk added. 

"Good one, kid." Sans said he finished his burger. Well, it looked like burgers was a good idea after all. 

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