It hit around nine and Asriel was sitting on his bed with Frisk redoing her bandages to let them get air and have something clean wrapped on them. Chara glances at them with sadness in her eyes. Frisk simply stared at her arms with a empty stare while Flowey just wouldn't look at her. Asriel was frowning as he finished putting the fresh bandages on he hesitated before just hugging Frisk making her blink in surprise, she wasn't expecting a hug. Frisk sat there before hugging back slightly a little confused. Asriel didn't move for around a minute, I still can't believe she actually did this....I wouldn't of thought she'd do it, I thought she was smarter then that......But I guess sometimes the lies of our mind get to everybody..... He let go and nudged her off his bed. Sans fell asleep, his phone making a thump and it fell in his face, though not enough of a disturbance to wake him. Toby just looked over staring at him silently laughing his ass off and looking like he was struggling not to make a sound. Frisk pulled her sleeves down being she'd put on a long sleeved shirt and started to her own bed.....then Flowey used his vines picking her up making her squeak, Nonononono....Pleeeease let me sleep in here....In my own bed....H-how am I suppose to even be comfortable in there?!?! H-he h.... Her thoughts just went silent as did she. Flowey brought her to him looking at her and reading the emotion in her eyes, ...Guess her nightmare from last night gave more fuel to the already burning fire.... He got up and walking out the door holding Frisk in his vines. Chara glances at them, before turning back to her drawing.

Toby was next to Sans bed carefully taking Sans phone off his face after lifting it and carefully pulling it away....Then there was a knock on the door making Toby almost drop it but he didn't-luckily-and just hid it under the bed before scrambling over to the chair and sitting in it and throwing a ball in the air which he had been doing before. Jesus fucking christ!!! Sans doesn't move. Toby looked up at him as Flowey knocked again a minute later...Toby threw the ball at Sans, NO REGRETS He jolts up and off the bed making a thud on the ground as soon as it made contact, "WHAT THE SHIT?!?!" He glares daggers at Toby. Flowey snickered on the other side of the door as Toby simply tilted his head at the door, Well you weren't gonna wake up any other way, I got creative

Sans turns to the door, hearing Flowey snicker as he got up and walked over to the door and opened it as he rubbed his head. Flowey just had his arm resting on Frisk's head as she wore a pokerface, Fuck you Flowey, just fuck you.....JUST BECAUSE I'M SHORT DOES NOT MAKE ME A GOD DAMN ARMREST He stares at him, "Bed time?" Flowey shrugged, "Meh, close enough, her bandages have been redone and it's not like she's doing anything" Frisk just stood there, I FEEL LIKE A HELPLESS FUCKING CHILD THIS IS NOT FAIR.....NOW I SOUND LIKE A CHILD GOD FUCKING DAMNIT WHY Frisk was forcing a blush from forming before she ended up making eye-contact with Toby and they just had a stare off. Sans nods and looks at her. She was just staring past him at Toby who stared back low-key reading her, ...I feel you....Sans has used me as a footrest before....I low-key wanted to bite him Sans raises an eyebrow, "Uh kid? You comin' in?" She jumped slightly glancing at him and slowly walking in, Flowey watched her after he put his hand in his pocket before slowly walking away. Sans closes the door behind her. Toby ended up catching her eye again making her stare again, You poor awkward child you....You think he hates you and you saw genocide and all this horrible shit....You poor poor awkward child you.... Frisk simply stared, Help me.... Sans looks between the two so very confused. Toby glanced at Sans before yawning and getting up. Sans goes and sits on his bed. Toby walked to the door opening it walking out as Frisk watched, WAIT WHAT?! WH-WHY ARE YOU...DON'T LEAVE ME!!! DON'T LEAVE THE AWKWARD POTATO!! Though her outer expression never changed. Sans looks at her, "Tired?" She simply shrugged and ended up looking at the ground not really knowing what to do....

A few seconds later Toby came back holding a red bean-bag chair...From Papyrus's room. Sans looks at him, "...........Is that my brothers bean-bag chair?" "Yes and before you say shit I asked, I ain't sleeping in that demon chair again!....Nor am I sleeping on the floor....Or the bed, I ain't a dog no more and it'd be weird on so many levels" Sans just raises his hands, "Please don't come near me" Frisk held in a snicker after looking up and watching Toby as he walked in closing the door behind him and struggling to find a place to put it, "You see this is why I fucking hide shit under your bed, there is shit everywhere on this fucking floor...." He looked at Frisk thinking for a second before dropping the bean-bag chair near the door picking her up making her squeak as he set her on the bed nd went back picking up the bean-bag chair putting it in her lap, "Hold this" He started making a clean spot in the corner by the door and the computer desk. Sans stares at him.

Toby made a pile of everything that was in the corner making a clean spot to put the bean-bag chair. He walked over to Frisk taking it from her and putting it in the spot, then separated garbage from cloths weather dirty or clean and put the garbage in the trashcan that was in there though 'ironicly' never used and put the cloths in the cloths pile that there already was then flopped on the bean-bag chair with a huff. Sans just stares before he just pulls Frisk into a hug, cuddling her. She squeaked being she wasn't expecting it. Toby chuckled. Sans smiles slightly. She stared at him holding back a blush feeling butterflies and awkwardness. He doesn't move as he starts to fall asleep again. She ends up staring at his hair, slowly growing curious about what it feels like, she knows Toby's hair is like he fur, fluffy. Asriel's was like his fur, soft and fluffy, Chara's hair was just soft when it wants to be, and Midnight's was basically a kittens fur though it wasn't exactly surprising. He passed out.

After a minute she choose to get her arm free and hesitantly pet him...Her eyes just lit up, HIS HAIR IS SO FUCKING SOFT!!! He didn't notice and Frisk simply pet the sleeping Sans. Toby watched chuckling softly. After around 18 minutes Frisk yawned softly now really tired and pulled her arm to her chest and hesitated before snuggling up to Sand closing her eyes, Why not be comfortable? Frisk's eyes shoot open and she just laid there, quickly breathing, she stared blankly at nothing, Th.....That was....What was that......I...I need some-some milk or something...... She hesitated not wanting to leave the warmth that was the human version of Sans but carefully trying not to wake him managed to get out of his grasp and onto her feet, she wrapped her arms around herself, I'm so cold..... She slowly walked to the door and opened it walking out silently closing it behind her, about to go down the hall before going to the bathroom first. Sans shifted slightly, feeling a difference in pressure from where Frisk as as he opened his eyes a bit. He slowly and grogily realized she was gone.

Frisk walked out the bathroom and started down the hall and going downstairs her arms wrapped around her, she let out a soft shaky breath, not from fear but from the coldness. He slowly gets up and walks out of his room. He notices the black silhouette walking down the stairs then turn into the kitchen. He teleports downstairs and starts quietly walking to the kitchen. She forced herself not to look at the knives as she walked to the fridge opening it and staring at it before opening a cabinet grabbing a cup and taking out the milk pouring herself a glass, she was shaking slightly, This floor is so cold...My poor feet.... She put the milk back in the fridge closing it then just standing there as she drank the milk. Sans looks at her, "You alright kid?" She jumped almost jumping the cup, luckily she'd basically drank it all already....She turned slightly looking at him, "...Y..Yea..." She was still very quiet.... He nods slightly, ".....Why are you shaking?" She hesitated.....She knew she still didn't believe his feelings were actually real...No matter how much she wanted to.. "....I-I'm c-cold...." "Well don't stay up to late....Especially without any socks or shoes on the house gets kinda chilly at night" He starts back upstairs. She just looked at the ground....That response just sort of felt like a slap, she didn't want to think that was on purpose but really anything felt negative if said to calmly or without much emotion....She closed her eyes just..standing there. Sans walked to his room, I hope she doesn't get sick.. She stood there before putting the cup in the sink and watching as water filled it. Sans walked into his room and sits on the bed waiting for Frisk.

Frisk turned it off and hesitated before slowly walked out the kitchen keeping her eyes away from the knives, never once looking at them. She looked at the stairs just staring at them for a minute....She hesitated but ended up walking to the couch and sitting on it. pulling her legs up onto it. Sans waits a few minutes for Frisk. She never came back up.....He never even heard her footsteps. Her eyes closed as she sat there, she'd put her head on her arms which rested on her legs. He sighs and gets up, heading back downstairs. As he walked down...He didn't really see her. He checks the kitchen, "Frisk?" He didn't see her. She jumped and looked at him just...sitting there..The specific spot she'd picked on the couch was pitch black....It was only possible to see her if she was wearing white which she wasn't...The only white she wore was covered. After he didn't get a response he got a bit worried as he turned on the light, "Kid? Frisk?!?" She sat there she'd lifted her head up. He caught a glimpse of her on the couch after he turned the light on out of the corner of his eye. She just stayed silent though.....She didn't want to speak. He turns and looks at her letting out a sigh of relief but his worried expression stayed, "Kid? What's eatin ya?" He headed over and sat down next to her. She felt a pang a guilt hit her....Though at the same time she still felt like it was some joke but at the same time didn't. She hesitantly just looked away staring at the ground....being......Silent... "Frisk?" He places a hand on her shoulder. She tensed slightly still being silent... I....I just.....I'm sorry.....I don't-I ca...... "Kid, talk to me...What's wrong?" She stayed silent.....But hesitated, "I-....I don't...know...." It sounded near genuine...As though part of her knew but the other didn't. "Don't lie.....I know you're not alright I can see it in your eyes...Tell me what's buggin ya" She stayed silent just blankly staring....

She didn't want to say him because she knew he wasn't even trying, if he didn't care he wouldn't of came back out to check on her or of nearly gotten a panic attack when he didn't see her......Right? He frowns more if possible and pulls her into a hug. She blinked slightly surprised. He just hugs her. She didn't move, still slightly tense. He slowly picks her up and teleports back to his room. She blinks at the light change. He sets her on the bed with a frown still present on his face. She looked at him before just looking away feeling a lot of guilt....But at the same time she couldn't help it....She knew what Chara told her was right and she should talk about it...but it felt like it was impossible...She didn't know how... He stares at her, "Kid?" She stayed silent...She felt like crying, the pang of guilt feeling like it's eating her inside out, she knew she should talk to him....But she just felt like she couldn't. "............Please............" She hesitated before finally saying something, she was very quiet, much quieter then she had been, "I-I d....I don't know h-how....I-I just...." "Don't know how what?" "T-to talk....About anything....I-I-I ma-managed to t-tell th-the dog about my n-nightmare b-but even then I-I-I never said e-everything....A-And now......." She took a deep, shaky breath....She sounded like she was about to cry......He hugs her, not knowing what else to do. He heard Flowey's voice in his head, 'Don't back away, that will make it worse' Frisk just didn't move not even looking at him, she wanted to bolt out the room. He doesn't move as he begins rubbing her back slightly. She didn't do anything...He sighs slightly. She didn't move, wearing a slight frown. He slowly moves so he's sitting on the bed since the way he was crouched was starting to stiffen his ankle though he doesn't break the hug. She just didn't move......