Frisk's POV:

I sneak out of our camp while everyone is asleep. I make sure I have my stick as I tip toe out. I didn't want to take my gun. I still don't feel comfortable with it. I see G sitting against a tree, his eye sockets closed and soft snores escaping from his mouth. He's actually asleep for once, which gives me the prefect chance to head out and look for (y/n). It's still early in the morning so no one is awake yet. I quickly leave the camp behind as I go further into the forest.

~time skipparoo~

"This was a bad idea!!!" I shout while running. It's been about a week since I left the camp, and now I am regretting it. I take a glance behind me as I see the three wolves chasing me. "Someone help me!!!" I yell hoping someone heard me, be it human monster or even mutant. I trip over a pile of rocks falling on my face as my clothes and skin get covered in scrapes and cuts. I roll over quickly holding my stick out in defense. "P-Please, someone..." I shut my eyes awaiting an attack when I hear one of the wolves yelp and a different growl. Opening my eyes I see a German Shepherd dog fighting the wolves. My attention is drawn away from the fight when three gunshots sound out and the wolves drop dead. I look around franticly as I try to find who helped me. My attention is pulled by the German Shepherd as it walked up to me and licked my tear-stained bleeding cheek. "He-hello." I gently pet the dog as I hear footsteps.

"Dogmeat? Is the kid okay?" I hear a familiar voice. The dog barks moving out of the way.

"Frisk?!" "(y/n)?!" We shout at the same time. I jump up wrapping my bleeding arms around her in a hug as I cry into her stomach. She kneels down and wraps me in a hug. 

"Frisk, what are you doing here? Where are the others?" She asks.

"I left camp a week ago to l-look for you... Now I just m-miss Goat Mom!" I cry. She lifts me onto her hip.

"Come on Dogmeat, Let's get the kid back to the others. Smell and locate." She lets Dogmeat smell my sleeve that smells like Toriel. He takes a second to locate the direction, barks and starts tracking the smell of Toriel. (y/n) starts following him after adjusting me onto her back and before I can think of anything else, I fall asleep.

Your POV:

I feel Frisk's small body slump against my back as they fall asleep. "You're brave kid, I'll give you that one." I continue following Dogmeat as I keep my pistol in my hand at the ready. I bend over slightly to keep Frisk on my back so I have a free hand to twist on my silencer. I don't want to wake Frisk up if I have to shoot. They seem exhausted so I let them sleep. 

After a while of walking Dogmeat stops and lets out a low growl. "What is it Dogmeat?" I ask raising my pistol. That is when I smell it. "Ah shit... Dogmeat run!" I book it, shoving my pistol on my shoulder so I could use both hands to hold them up. Dogmeat runs next to me as I look back at the mutant that was chasing us. "I don't have time for this!" I shout surprisingly not waking Frisk. "Dogmeat, hide. Now!" I order as he barks and runs off to hide. I see a tree with a semi low baring branch. "Frisk I need you to wake up and hold on tight to me." Frisk wakes up looking around confused. "What?" "Hold on tight Frisk. I need to climb a tree." They nod and hold onto me giving me the opportunity to climb the tree high enough the mutant couldn't reach us but it's gas can. I hand frisk a scarf and they put it on wordlessly. I grab my gun and dig into my bag and pull out a few mags. I reload my gun and start shooting at the mutant, none of them seeming to do any good. Covering my mouth I close my eyes and take a breath before my eyes open and glow a bright (f/c). I look at the mutant seeing it's weak spot and I take a single shot at the weak spot and the mutant seems to feel it. I continue shooting at the weak spot until the mutant goes down. Before it explodes I grab Frisk and shield their body with mine so I get all of the backlash from the mutant exploding and releasing it's toxic gases. I groan as the acidic mutant slush eats away at my clothes and my skin. I pick up Frisk and start hopping from tree to tree. "Dogmeat, let's go!" I hear a distant bark as I hop down from a low branch. "Dogmeat, I need water to wash this stuff off before it attracts more." The dog seems to nod before sniffing and heading in a direction. Within three minutes of running we find a small pond. I strip my clothes after putting Frisk down. I place my clothes in the water to rinse off the acid before hopping into the water myself. "Are you okay Frisk?" I ask as they nod.

"Are you?"

"I'm fine now. The acid is washing away." I look around seeing a few Sapindus fruits I can use as soap. "Frisk, go grab some of those fruits so I can wash myself. Do you want to take a bath too?" Frisk nods grabbing some of the fruits and bringing them to me as they take off their clothes leaving them in a pair of underwear and a tank top. They get in the water and shiver. "I know, it's cold at first but you get used to it." I take the fruits from them and dunk them in the water. I break them open and start rubbing them across my bod and into my hair as suds appear. After I wash my hair and rinse it I start scrubbing the fruit on frisk, cleaning off the dried blood on them. "Once we are dry I have some bandages in my bag." Frisk giggles. "What?"

"What don't you have in your bag?" They ask causing me to think.

"Uh.... the lost city of Atlantis and the kitchen sink." I say laughing causing Frisk to laugh as well. "Dogmeat, see if you can find us something to dry off please?" I ask while washing Frisk's hair. He barks and goes off in search of material of some kind. He comes back a while later with a single blanket. He drops it on the ground with a bark and a happy pant. By that time I had rinsed out Frisk's hair. We get out of the water and I wrap Frisk in the blanket. "Why don't you take your clothes off and hang out under the blanket? I'll start a fire to dry off our clothes." Frisk nods and takes off their clothes and hands them to me. I take them and set them aside as I start a fire. I fashion a sort of drying rack next to the fire and I set up our clothes to dry.

"(y/n), how did you learn to do all this stuff?" Frisk asks me.

I pause. "My uh... my dad was a prepper. He was always showing us what to do if the apocalypse ever happened. He would always talk about it and show me everything he knew. I'm just glad he wasn't here for the explosion." I busy myself with digging through my bag. I pull out a big shirt and put it on to cover myself so I can take off my bra and underwear. After about an hour, it starts to get cold and our clothes are dry. "Alright Frisk, get dressed." Frisk nods and takes their clothes and puts them on and I do the same. "It's getting late. Go ahead and sleep kiddo." 

"Are you going to sleep too?" They ask to which I shake my head no.

"I've gotta stay up and make sure we are safe." I start cleaning my AR pistol with my handgun by my side. "Go ahead and sleep. I'll see you in the morning kid." Frisk nods and lays down, using Dogmeat as a pillow. Thus began my night of watching.