Okay I just want to say that if you don't know of PTA sans I recommend you look it up. In this fic you are Linda's kid and have a cute romance with Frisk. Its from your POV for now, but I might switch it up every now and then. This is NOT smut. Just cute little smol cinnamon rolls falling in love. Anyway, here you go. ~Bazooka Universe.
(P.s: Transgendered and Mute Frisk up ahead too appease the masses .)

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I first met Frisk one snowy day in my backyard.

The snow came down really hard the previous night, but it had slowed down a bit that mourning. The light frost lazily came down, doing their own little dance as the twirled toward the ground. As soon as I got up and saw the snow, I knew what I had to do. I grabbed my coat and boots and rushed out into the cold outdoors.

I've always loved snow. Well, I loved the outdoors, and snow was just another reason to stay outside. I had just started to make a snow fort when my mom called out "Honey, remember! In a few hours we are going to greet the new neighbors that are moving in!" She chastised.

I sighed internally. We always had to greet new neighbors. My mom was head of the PTA, and she always wanted to do stuff for the good of the town. But I don't think that she ever does anything good. Most kids pick on me because of her dumb rules,, and she always brags about me even though I'm nothing special. But, she is my mom, and I have to listen to her or she will get really mad. "Okay mom!" I yelled back, continuing progress on my snow fort.

Suddenly, I heard something coming from the neighbor's yard. I peered through a small hole in the fence.

"Don't stay out there too long Frisk, we have a lot of moving to do!" A woman yelled from the house as a kid ran through the back door and into the mountains of white.

They had brown hair and wore a blue fluffy jacket that seemed way to big on them as they played in the white-covered frost. Their cheeks were flushed from the cold, but they continued to jump around in the freezing temperatures. These must be our new neighbors...I realized.

"Hey kiddo. What are you doing with my jacket on?" a deep voice called out. Just then, a skeleton walked out of the house. A real live skeleton! He was a small skeleton, and seemed kind of round. He wore a white shirt, shorts and slippers. He stepped off the porch and helped them up. Frisk made these motions with her hands

"Heh, alright, I will admit it's pretty comfy." Are they using sign language? I thought. That's so cool! "But I do need it back. I'm chilled to the bone out here." The skeleton winked.

They laughed mutely in response."Hey, It's not easy moving boxes in snow without a jacket." Frisk continued to laugh more as they signed something else.

I was lost in thought. If he was a skeleton, than that must mean he is one of those Monsters my mom talks about! She always complains about Monsters, saying that they are evil and want to kill me. She says that they aren't human and should not be taking all the human jobs. She just wants them to go back underground.

But, as I watched the Skeleton and Frisk, I saw no difference. They had just started a snowball fight for custody of the jacket, laughing and throwing snowballs like little kids. They play around just like anybody else would. Why should we hate them?

Suddenly two more monster came out of the back door. Woah! Are our new neighbors all monsters? I wondered. One monster was another skeleton, but he was much more skinny than the other one. He wore a red scarf and strange armor.

Next to him was a big goat-lady hybrid, whose face seemed kind and gentle. She wore a purple tunic of sorts, and was as white as the snow around her.

"Sans!" The taller skeleton called out. "What are you doing you lazy bones! You're supposed to be helping out with the move!"

"Sorry bro. I was trying to win back the custody of my jacket from Frisk." He gave a shrug. The goat lady smiled.

"Come on Frisk, give Sans his jacket back." Frisk nodded and signed something. The goat-lady chuckled. "I know you were just borrowing it. Here, have this one." She held out a perfect-fitting sized winter coat. Frisk took theirs off and put the new coat on.

"Where did you get that Tori?" Sans, presumably the smaller skeleton, asked.

"I got it at one of those...what it called? Yard Sales! That's it." She smiled. "They were selling clothes that fit Frisk almost perfectly." Frisk started to play around in the snow again. I wish I could speak sign-language... I thought, pressing my face harder against the wooden fence.

"C'mon guys, I still need your help moving!" Toriel chided, heading back into the house.

"Aw, alright Tori." Sans put on his blue jacket and brushed the snow off himself.

The taller skeleton jumped up. "Do not worry, Toriel! I, the great Papyrus, will aid you in your time of need!" He then happily skipped into the house. "Nyeh heh heh!"

Frisk started to get up as well, but Sans stopped them. "Hey, you don't need to help out with the moving, kid. You've done enough already." He shrugged "You're the one who got us up here after all." He put his hands in his pockets and walked back into the house.

Frisk gave a small smile and looked around the snow filled yard, eyes full of happiness.

But then their eyes suddenly landed on me.

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So, Should I continue this? I had a lot of fun writing it so, I might continue it. (Okay I love to write for Sans HE IS BEST DUNKLE)
Anyway, please heart so I can know if I can continue this. Or even comment.