I shoot up from my bed, dripping with sweat. It all felt so real... Chara... Me... Sans... Gaster... God. That was one hell of a nightmare. These nightmares, they've been happening for a while now. I'd hate to tell Sans because I know he hates the RESETs and SAVEs and his HOPE is diminishing. We've been trapped underground for so long... And everyone says not to give up my SOUL but... I can't help but wish...

I wish Asriel had helped me.
I wish I had the bravery to give up.
I wish I could help.

I feel so bad for everyone. Knowing that because they are all so Kind and Caring, they won't harm a single human that falls down here. Toriel would fiercely protect her little ones.

The nightmares start of good... With Sans and I on the surface, revealing our true feelings to each other. I love him... But I doubt he likes me back...

I get up off of the skelebro's couch and head into the kitchen to find, you guessed it, SPAGHETTI!

"HUMAN! GOOD MORNING!" Papyrus yells, and I drop my plate in fear. He still makes me jump every now and again. I wait for the smash of the plate, but it never comes.

"Frisk, you're so clumsy. It's starting to get on my nerves." Sans yawns and holds the plate towards me, and I blush a bright red, with tears pricking my eyes. It hurts to see Sans to dispirited that he can't even crack a joke. And it hurts even more when he's angry at me. I shuffle out of the kitchen and put on my jumper, concealing the scars on my back that my tank top reveals. Marks from previous battles. Heh. Sans has disappeared, again. The guy is never around anymore, even Grillby hasn't seen him in three weeks. I guess he's busy, last week I saw him setting up some traps. Traps for humans. I'm scared he's just going to steal my SOUL as I sleep...

I wander outside into Snowdin and watch as Monster Kid falls face first into the snow. He pulls himself up and runs towards his newest friend, a monster called Chapster. I don't know the guy too well, I just reckon in another timeline we would of been good friends.

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I pull my jumper down so it covers more of my abdomen. It's too small on me now. I mean, three years ago, when I fell, when I was fifteen, sure. It fit perfectly. Now my um... assets... uh... they make it really tight on me and too small. It barely covers my stomach.

"Frisk!" I hear Grillby call my name and I turn 180 degrees to see the bright orangey red monster waving from the doorstep of his establishment. I trudge over to his warm self and he sighs.
"Don't suppose you've seen Sans?" He mumbles. I know he misses the shorter skeleton.
"This morning. Angry at me. Dropped a plate." I still have a few speech impediments but I'm working on it.
"He'll come round Frisk... I hope..."

"Yeah... I hope so too..."