Never Judge Friskay

"Sans!!" 

"Yeah, Papyrus, he can't help it if he's got a hot wife!" Undyne shouted from a distance. 

"Astronaut food!" 

Huh? Sans watched as Frisky ran ahead. Papyrus reached down for an old wrapper on the ground. She looked toward the forest next to her and took off. Oh gosh dangit. Not again. She's not gonna be easy to keep an eye on. Full of DETERMINATION and love, but still a dang Frisk. 

"Okay." Papyrus scratched his head. "Where is she going?" 

Sans trotted after her with Papyrus and Chance into the clearing. He saw her hugging three other humans. Three familiar looking humans.

"Sans, don't do anything!" Frisky warned him, stretching her arms out over them. "I know, I know you're not happy with them. But, this. These are FRISK, but I swear I am not going to run away with them." 

"Aw, heck. Dodging his attacks way out here in a clearing would have made for one new fun challenge," Farrisk answered. "Sup, Sans. You can judge me if you want. I have nothing to hide that you don't know about me already." 

"Me neither," Friskarino said.  

"I do, but I'm more shameless and I don't care," Friskay said to him with a sneer. 

Yeah, Sans remembered them. He already met them, but Frisky didn't remember the truth magic of course.  

"What?" Papyrus looked toward Sans. "These are all . . . Frisk?" 

Chance went over and tugged on Sans shirt. "They are all Frisk, but you can tell by how their name is pronounced who is who. The girl is Friskay, with ay, the guy on the left is Farrrisk, with a longer ah in it and several r's, and the other guy is just nicknamed Friskarino." 

"I never agreed to that name," Friskarino said as he hugged Frisky, probably happy to see her okay. "But I couldn't say no to it, it was in my name." 

"Oh. Um. When you weren't conversing with Chance, you were conversing with Friskarino and Farrisk," Frisky said to Sans. "These are . . . these are the ones you actually remember." 

"Yeah," Friskay agreed. "I met you once, but I couldn't stand your puns. Sorry, not sorry. Especially since without Frisky, they refused to let us back on the ship. Now we are all really stuck." She glared at him. "I'm glad I walked through all your puzzles." 

Okay. Sans could see it in each of their expressions, and even the way they were each choosing to stand. Farrisk was the adventurous one that didn't want to stick around to figure stuff out. He literally clicked on the tree to solve the puzzle instead of solving the puzzles. Friskarino was the one who actually played and probably met him for burgers. And Friskay . . . was the annoying one who kept hurting Papyrus' feelings by going straight through the puzzles he set up.   

"Uh, don't worry, Sans. We're not sticking around for long," Farrisk said as he gestured to the right. "I am going to see Onionsans and get directions to the city where his friends are. If I get one life to live, then I'm going to spend it seeing new things that I never got to see on the mission." 

"What about you two?" Frisky asked. "Where are you going?" 

"Where else?" Friskay said. "Isolation but fun is key. I'm going to try and make friends with Bratty and Catty. Sure as hell won't find me in Snowdin. Cold and puns everywhere. Seriously. Remind me how we became friends?" 

Frisky actually chuckled as she hugged Friskay. Sans noticed the hug though. Something in it. It wasn't just a nice gesture. "I would be nothing without you KINDNESS." 

"That's true. I am worthy of the worship," Friskay patted her back gently. "I just wish I had taught you better." 

"I got the best training and tips from you." 

"Yeah, but not sense. No human has ever married a Monster. Reasons, Frisky, reasons." 

Hmm. No, gaw, awww . . . He could see it in their eyes. Friskay hated him probably as much as he hated her right now. She had yanked Frisky away. She had the gal to keep talking trash every time she opened her mouth. He wanted to get away from her and leave. But, he could also see something else.  

Of all the Frisks, Friskay was the one Frisky was holding onto the most. Physically and emotionally. She was the one who came first. The one she chanted the number of. The one who actually threw herself into an encounter against him, King Asgore, and Queen Toriel. A battle no human could win. A battle probably no Monster could win either. 

And the eyes of Frisky on her. Trust. Her trust was ultra high. Frisky was low on trust with everyone, but Friskay had hers completely. 

Knowing what Sans knew, it wasn't hard to figure out. Frisky got good and stopped failing because of Friskay. As much as they didn't get along, he was going to have to. 

Their emotions were so high, there was no way to avoid judging them. It was just right there. But, while Frisky missed it, Friskay didn't. And she had a cold look to match it that she knew he just looked into her. He didn't even look that much considering how much he didn't like her but. Uh oh. Her attitude was already bad, how much worse could she get? 

"I'll be closest," Friskarino said. "I'm going to take my time and save up a bunch of Temmie flakes, and see if I can't make enough friends with the Temmies that they'll let me stay." 

"Couldn't miss this most tragic day though. I mean big day," Friskay said looking toward Frisky. "Girl, you never change. For once, would you just stick with a plan that makes you happy?" 

"Friskay, quit that." Friskarino bumped her shoulder. "Sorry about that, Frisky." 

"I would have been kicking and screaming," Friskay said again. "I mean, it was your kid, I get it. If no one came to rescue me, then I wouldn't have left mine behind I bet. But, I would have been tied up with chains, bound and gagged while cursing Sans to Kingdom Come! And look at you?" She gestured to her head. "Nice and pretty echo flowers. All calm, like you actually wanted to be there." She clapped. "Brilliant actress we know and love. Marry the guy that trapped us all until death down here." 

"That's not a nice thing to say," Papyrus spoke up.  

Trying. Really trying. She's important to Frisky. 

"Friskay," Friskarino warned her again. "Sorry, um. She's not so good at blocking her feelings." He glanced toward Sans once and back towards Frisky. "You be good, alright? I'll come see you every now and then. Make sure you are, you know, okay. Don't stay out in the cold too long. Temps dip fast. Blizzards are nasty too. And they are random, so don't go too far, even if it looks clear. Ok?" He whispered something in her ear a moment before backing away. 

Farrisk just shook his head. "Anyhow, I am dropping by Grillby's for one last burger before I take off and see how far I can go. If I survive Grillby's. Worth it though, he can fix one mean burger." 

"I want hugs before you go!" Chance said as he shoved himself at Farrisk and Friskarino's legs. He grabbed onto Friskay's jacket too. With a little effort, they were all hugging each other, except for the humming Frisk in the corner. Chance went over to hug her, but she didn't even really acknowledge his presence. 

"Heh. So many years together, it always feels kind of strange to be apart."  

"Has anyone tried a gnome approach yet? Teleporting errors left us pretty short for humans." 

"I did," Frisky said. "I tried it as a joke, but I don't think it would work as a whole." 

"So, what are the chances that Frisky can get out of here one day?" Friskay asked Sans directly. Yeah, she wasn't going to drop being judged. It was an instinct though, and sometimes the expressive emotions were too hard to ignore. Still, she wasn't done yet. That glint in her eye meant she was just getting started. "I mean, not here, in this bubble you shoved us all in before killing everyone we ever knew. I mean, from you. These laws with King Asgore, is all this going to hold when Monsters start moving away?" 

"Of course they will!" Papyrus answered. "Marriage is marriage!" 

"She's in between suicidal thoughts, don't mind her," Friskarino covered for Friskay. "We all get it." 

"Can't blame her. I did do it, and I'm not sorry." Sans wasn't going to apologize. "Monsters who stay will continue to follow King Asgore. And as bad as it sounds out there, I don't think many want to leave anytime soon." 

"Yes," Papyrus agreed. "We wanted the sun back. But, now we have our home and the sun! And protection from all those humans out there."  

"Protection from humans? Gaw, Frisky, how can you put up with it?" Friskay said. "So, are you saying Frisky will be trapped with you the rest of her natural life? There's no way for her to get out of this weird ass taboo marriage?" 

"You are definitely not a nice person! Do you have anything nice in you at all?" Papyrus questioned her. 

"I think she's leaning toward suicidal," Farrisk whispered loudly to Friskarino.  

"Marriage is a marriage. It doesn't change," Papyrus said. "Marriage is marriage is marriage!" 

"Marriage has divorce. People mess up," Friskay added. "Toriel left Asgore. Is that all Frisky needs to do, run far away from you when she can't stand you anymore?" She actually chuckled. "Find her years later playing knock-knock door with another guy? You know that you're not going to get an extension, right? Toriel is still his wife, but he thinks you've been flirting. He wants you to seal the deal ASAP so he knows you're not jacking around with his wife anymore." 

That. Little. "I joked with her." 

"I don't think he believes that," Friskay finished. "Made your bed, go lie down in it, Skullhead." 

"Friskay." Frisky finally warned her. "I know you're tough on people, but please ease up?" 

"I think we've overstayed our welcome." Farrisk said standing up, and grabbing Friskay's arms, standing her up too. Frisky finally let go of her. "If you ever need us, Frisky, you know where to find us. Here." He tossed her an MP. "In case of emergencies, we'll be there if you need us." 

"Yeah. You bet. We're not far," Friskay assured her. "Oh, and Conner's stuck here too so if you're in need of a good human boning, you know where to go. Doubt a guy with no ounce of flesh is going to be able to do anything for you." 

"Friskay, I am about to throw you to the Monsters themselves!" Farrisk said clearly upset with her. 

Sans didn't get that one. He knew a lot of bone jokes, but that one didn't make sense. If he had said that it would have replaced failure or hit, but that didn't sound right. Papyrus didn't get it either. It was probably slang for something mean though considering she couldn't say anything nice. 

"If the daddy was a Froggit, would you have done it too? Married a Froggit?" Friskay asked. "What about Onionsans? That huge thing in Waterfall, would you have become Mrs. Onionsans for it?" She rolled her eyes. "It's disgusting to know the answer is yes." 

"Gosh, she is just so terrible," Papyrus said to Sans. "I don't like that Frisk at all." 

"Geez, Friskay, tone it down," Friskarino warned her. "Frisky made her decision, stop harassing her for it. Be nice. You know who is over there." 

"It's just Sans. Geez, PERSEVERANCE had to kill every Monster he came across into Judgment Hall to make him fight. I could badmouth his name all day and he'd never do anything. Seriously you could kill his own brother and he wouldn't care if you left like Undyne alive or something. He won't fight anything, ever. So, when it comes down to it, Frisky is on her own." 

"Friskay, seriously!" Friskarino warned her again.  

"Well, what are you expecting of me?!" Friskay shouted right back. "Frisky could have had freedom, Freedom!" She gestured toward Frisky. "Why? Why?! Things are bad enough when we fail, why put yourself through this willingly?" She squinted her eyes. "At least on the ship you got mindwiped. And I bet this place is going to be primitive too so. Ugh. Fucked by a Monster, just gag me." She tapped her MP and headed out. 

Papyrus' mouth just flew open. "That's . . . thaaa. . ." 

Farrisk looked toward Frisky and Chance. "Uh, screw it. You know I can't even . . . I don't care. Despite everything that happened, I'm still me." He teleported away to another place. 

"Sorry about that Frisky," Friskarino apologized. "And Sans. Um . . . she's just . . ." 

"Never coming to visit!" Papyrus insisted as he stomped his foot in the ground. "Never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever! None of you are and especially her! Horrible, horrible humans!" 

"Pap." Sans touched his chest. "Cool it. I know we talked about the Frisks, but relax. We'll talk more later." 

"Sorry. We'll stay away." Friskarino sighed. "You do good, okay?" Friskarino looked toward Frisky's pot. "I'm guessing by the silent but chattering angry looking flower in your pot you met Chara, huh? She's, um, letting us teleport still. Not out. She won't let us communicate out anymore, but around the Underground. Trying to help us survive. Don't know why. Never could understand her. So, yeah. Uh. Goodbye, Frisky." He teleported away. 

Damn. Friskay just had to act up like that? Friskay was full of lip, and anyone who didn't know her would think there was nothing but meanness inside of her. But, there was a reason she was kindness.  Oh, there's no way Sans will let me see her again after that. They all took me away, and I know he didn't want me to see them but . . . "I'm sorry. I just wanted to say goodbye?" She offered. "We better get going. It's getting colder." 

"Ya think?!" Flowey lifted his droopy petals and looked at her. "It. Is. C-cold. Why are we still out here?!" He complained and wiggled around.  

"Good idea." Sans shoved his hands in his coat. He needed to get the humans home.