Frisk was walking in the park, a smile on her face. She stopped to sit on a bench. She shivered from the cold, she only wore a turtle-neck sweater, a skirt and boots.

"Hi, Frisk!" Frisk turned and saw a guy wearing a red sweater, pants and a thick black jacket.

"Heya, Chara!" Frisk stood.

Chara wrapped his jacket around Frisk. Frisk was about to retort when she finally gave in with the warmth. Frisk huffed and crossed her arms, making Chara roll his eyes.

"Why did you go out wearing that?" Chara asked as they started walking.

"It wasn't even that cold earlier" Frisk said.

"But it's still cold. Your such an idiot sometimes..." Chara chuckled. Frisk was staring daggers at him, making Chara laugh now. "You are cute sometimes" Chara pinched Frisk's cheek.

Frisk blushed. "That hurt".

"Good" Chara said. Soon, they arrived at Frisk's house. Frisk's family greeted Chara, he greeted back. Chara finally said goodbye to Frisk and left.

"Oh, wait. Chara's jacket" Frisk realized. When she was about to come out, she received a text.
Chara:

Return the jacket tomorrow or when we meet. I don't want you to catch a cold ;)

Frisk shrugged and put her phone in her pocket. "Typical, Chara"

"My child, do you want pie? I just baked one" her step-mom, Toriel, said.

"Sure, mom. I'll just change my clothes" Frisk went upstairs to her room and changed to her pink t-shirt with a glittery poodle and floral leggings. She took off her boots and headed downstairs.

When she was halfway down the stairs, she received another text.
Anonymous:

Hey

Frisk just shrugged and sat on the oak wood chair. She received another text.
Anonymous:

I was doing just fine before I met you
Frisk groaned.
Reply:

What? Who are you?
Anonymous:

I drink too much and that's an issue but I'm okay
Frisk realized she was lyric pranked by some anon guy. She giggled. She smelled the aroma of cinnamon-butterscotch pie, it made her stomach grumble. Frisk put her phone down on the table as Toriel put a slice of pie in front of her. Frisk took the fork and started eating.

When she was done, she brushed her teeth and told Toriel she'll sleep early today, Toriel nodded.

Frisk took her phone and went upstairs to her room. She just lied down on the bed and wrapped herself with a blanket. Soon, she drifted to sleep.

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It's 6 am in the morning, Frisk woke up and yawned. She decided to take a walk in the park. Frisk took her blue hoodie and sneakers. She brushed her hair and went downstairs.

Frisk went outside as the cold breeze gently hit her face, it's still a little foggy but Frisk thought she can still see.

As she arrived in the park, she only saw few people. Unlike yesterday. She sat on the bench where she usually sits, like she already owns it. She noticed a skeleton wearing a matching hoodie like hers at the end of the bench, he held his phone.

Frisk decided to text Toriel so she won't worry.
To Mommy Toriel:

Morning, mom! I'm just at the park don't need to worry! And if I reach dad, tell him that I'm just at the park. Love you!
Frisk sent the text. She received a text.

She replied already? Frisk thought.
Anonymous:

I won't lie to you
This guy...again? She just let the text slide.
Anonymous:

I know he's just not right for you
From what Frisk observed, the skeleton guy never took his eyes off his phone, he keeps typing.
Anonymous:

You can tell me if I'm off, I can see it on your face when you say that she's the one that you want
Frisk tried to look at the skeleton's phone, but she can't. She moved a little closer to him to see if she can see, but still, she can't.

"Uh...miss?" Frisk heard and looked up to the skeleton.

"Yeah?" Frisk quickly moved back to where she sat. With so much force and speed, the bench flipped. The monster did what she did and this time it flipped to the other side, making both of them fall.
(Play song)
Frisk squeaked a little as she landed on top of something. She heard heartbeat beating fast. She realized she was on top of the skeleton. She blushed.

She quickly moved but a strong arm stopped her by hugging her tight. "Don't move yet. The bench is on top of us" a deep husky yet charming voice said.

The bench was placed back to its original position. Frisk looked up at the skeleton. He looks so...

Cute...the skeleton thought. They both blushed hard. Hearts racing fast, they suddenly felt comfortable with each other, like they're meant to be together. A moment later, Frisk quickly stood up and helped the skeleton to stand up. They still blushed so hard. Frisk didn't realized she's still holding his hand, The skeleton clasped hers.
(stop if you want. Oh yeah, Filipinos ho loves this song; go and Sing!)
"Sans"

"What?"

"The names Sans" Sans said. Frisk nodded.

"I'm Frisk" Frisk said with a smile and tried to erase what happened earlier. "Sorry for what happened..." They let go of each other.

"Don't sweat it. It happens" Sans said with a lazy grin. "By the way, why were you staring at my phone earlier?"

"Just trying to confirm something..." Frisk muttered. "Nice meeting you. I'll be going now" Frisk waved at Sans, so did he. In a blink of an eye, Sans teleported with a blue flash.
Anonymous:

Please have mercy on me! Take it easy on my heart!
Frisk rolled her eyes and turned off her phone. She walked home, face a little red from what happened.

Soon, she arrived. As soon as she went inside, the smell of pancakes burst in, it made her stomach growl. "Yay! Pancakes!" Frisk hugged Toriel from behind.

"There's blueberry syrup in the fridge, my child" Toriel said and giggled with Frisk's attitude.

Frisk took the syrup and butter from the fridge and put it on the table. "Where's dad?" Frisk asked.

"Didn't he texted you? He said he'll be late" Toriel said and put the freshly cooked pancakes on the table. Frisk turned her phone on and saw the texts from the anon guy anon guy and one from her dad.
Daddy Asgore:

Hey there, sweetie. I'm sorry but I'll be late...but I'll make it up to you and your mom. Bye, I love both of you so much!
"Oh...oops" Frisk mumbled.

When they finished eating, Frisk washed the dishes. While she's washing, she kept thinking about Sans.