"Oh my…"

"Isn't it beautiful, everyone?"

The sun was cresting the horizon, a shining oval at the peak of dawn. Smoldering rivers of fire rose and fell along the sides, bathing the Earth in gold as the multi-hued heavens above appeared as if an artist had painted streaks of pink, blue, lavender, and daffodil.

"Wow…it's e-even better than on TV. WAY better! Better than I ever imagined!"

Undyne couldn't tear her eyes away from the sky as her face split into a toothy grin. "Frisk, you LIVE with this?! The sunlight is so nice…and the air is so fresh! I really feel alive!"

"HEY SANS? WHAT'S THAT GIANT BALL?"

"we call that 'the sun,' my friend."

"THAT'S THE SUN?" the taller of the two skeletons exclaimed. "WOWIE! I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M FINALLY MEETING THE SUN!"

The monster king gave a content sigh. "I could stand here and watch this for hours…"

"Yes, it is beautiful, is it not? But we should really think about what comes next."

Frisk's sneakers kicked up a cloud of dust as they dragged across the ground.

"Oh, right," the monster king replied as he was dawned with realization. Coming to and pulling himself away from the burning of the sun. "Everyone…this is the beginning of a bright new future. An era of peace between humans and monsters."

Asgore's head swiveled to the left. "Frisk…I have something to ask of you. Will you act as our ambassador to the humans?"

Everyone was suddenly staring at the small human. They thought to themselves for a brief moment before giving them all a proud nod.

"YEAH! FRISK WILL BE THE BEST AMBASSADOR! AND I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS…WILL BE THE BEST MASCOT! I'LL GO MAKE A GOOD FIRST IMPRESSION!"

Papyrus zipped away from the cliff face leaving only the streak of his crimson scarf billowing behind him.

Sans shrugged. "welp. someone's gotta keep him from getting into trouble."

The shorter of the skeletons gave Frisk a wink and headed in the opposite direction that his brother had run to with a "see you guys."

"Man, do I have to do EVERYTHING? Papyrus, wait!"

Undyne followed, Alphys trailing behind her.

"Hey, Undyne! Wait up!" the scientist called.

Asgore observed the two leave."Whoops. Uh, should do something?"

Toriel's only response was a glare. The pressure quickly got to Asgore and he averted his eyes. "Well, gotta go!

The child hummed the soothing tune from the statue's music box and closed their eyes.

"It seems that everyone is quite eager to set off. Frisk...you came from this world, right? So you must have a place to return, do you not? What will you do now?

Frisk looked out to the sunrise. Their gaze shifted to Toriel and the human pointed to their surrogate mother with an easy smile.

"What?" Tories asked in surprise, her eyebrows raising. "Frisk...you really are a funny child. If you had said that earlier, none of this would have happened. It is a good thing you took so long to change your mind."

The human bashfully examined their shoes. Toriel was the mother they had always wanted. It had been hard to leave the Ruins, but it was only right to set the monsters free.

Toriel giggled. "Well…I suppose. If you really do not have any other place to go...I will do my best to take care of you, for as long as you need. All right? Now, come along."

The monster took Frisk's hand and together they headed towards where Papyrus had shot off to. "Everyone is waiting for us!"

"How come all the swings are always taken?!"

An annoyed exclamation drew Frisk out of their daydream. The young human glanced up to find the source of the voice to be two boys walking toward them.

"Just take one, Billy," the other kid said.

Not wanting to take up a swing they weren't really using, Frisk slid off and gave the two boys a small smile, gesturing for them to take their swing.

"Hey, look at that monster kid freak!"

Frisk stopped in mid hum.

"Yeah, what a weirdo, their mom isn't even a real human," the other chimed in.

"I bet they eat snails," the nasally boy in a striped sweater, who Frisk presumed to be Billy, snickered, "and grass from the playground!"

'You can have it,' Frisk attempted to sign for them but they were cut off by the younger of the two boys.

"Huh?" he mocked, putting a hand to his ear. "What was that? I didn't hear you. What were you saying?"

Frisk raised their hands to sign again as their eyes desperately searched for MK to translate. They really didn't want to start a fight, nor could they work up the courage to use their words (the child knew their speech impediment would only worsen their teasing). The child just stood there awkwardly and prepared themselves for an encounter to begin.

They let the the kid in the striped sweater make the first move. The dirty blonde shoved Frisk to the ground. Tears pricked in the back of Frisk's eyes as they scraped their knee across the ground. Beads of blood blossomed on the child's stinging skin. The brunette was down to 17 HP.

They honestly didn't have much time until Papyrus got there. Now that school was over and kids were just spending the time on the playground waiting for their parents to come pick them up, the only teacher on playground duty was Ms. Chambers. Last time Frisk checked she was taking a nap besides a tree.

Frisk's hand hovered over their MERCY button, unsure of exactly how to proceed. The small child dealt with bullies like Billy every day. That didn't mean they were immune to their antics. If they weren't picking on Frisk's small stature or the fact Frisk spoke with their hands, the kids more often than not jumped happily onto the monster freak bandwagon.

Making a decision, Frisk decided to not ACT and simply SPARE Billy this round. The boy rejected Frisk's MERCY and swung at the smaller human. Frisk ducked under his punch and slid to the right, arching their spine away from the another fist that approached them and then weaving around the next.

Frisk snuck a peek at their watch. Papyrus would be there any minute. He would be sure to tell Toriel and Sans if he saw the others picking on them.

Frisk chose to ACT. They shook their head and motioned to Billy they didn't want to fight.

"S-Swing back you freak!" Billy yelled, unnerved by the shorter one's silence. Even though he swiftly retaliated, the obtrusiveness of his voice caught Frisk off guard and pain surged between their eyes. Their nose throbbed and they felt a hot liquid start to run down their face.

14 HP. Frisk pressed their palm to their MERCY button. They wouldn't let Billy illicit a reaction from them. Once again, they SPARED Billy.

"C'mon, Billy, this isn't any fun anymore," the fatter of the two companions whined. "Let's go."

Billy stared down where Frisk's blood had splattered on his knuckles and FLED in tow with his friend.

The panel dissipated. For some reason, Frisk didn't have the heart to get a bandage out from their inventory.

"Frisk...you came from this world, right? So you must have a place to return, do you not?"

Frisk's hand tightened.

"TINY HUMAN! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, HAVE COME TO—NEH?! ISN'T THE RED STUFF SUPPOSED TO BE INSIDE OF YOU?!"

At the sound of their best friend's voice Frisk pivoted to face the skeleton. They tried to give them their best reassuring smile (even though it was rather unreassuring most likely due to the tears threatening to spill over) but it only caused the skeleton to freak out more.

"WHAT ON EARTH HAPPENED TO YOU? ARE YOU ALRIGHT?" Papyrus squatted down much like a fretting mother and patted himself. Quickly he skimmed through his inventory. Money, spaghetti, car keys, spaghetti, spaghetti…he knew he should have cleaned out his archive earlier that week! It was very unlike the Great Papyrus to be so incompetent!

While Papyrus was searching for something to staunch the flow of blood, Frisk reached into their own pockets and pulled out some bandages. They handed Papyrus a bandage and motioned to their knee while the child stuffed the other up against their nose.

'Sorry. I tripped getting off the swing set,' Frisk explained once most of the bleeding had stopped. Papyrus stood back up from sticking a bandage to his favorite human's knee. He then gave them a wary look but if he didn't believe the child, he didn't say so.

"HMM…I WOULD CARRY YOU, BUT I WOULD RATHER NOT GET BLOOD ON MY UNIFORM," the skeleton shouted. "NO HARD FEELINGS, FRISK. PERHAPS MY HAND WILL SUFFICE?"

Frisk nodded and slipped their small hand into his boney one. Although the child was more than happy to hold the skeleton's hand, they still hung their head in what appeared to be shame.

Papyrus frowned. "ARE YOU SURE THERE IS NOTHING ELSE WRONG? THERE IS NO REASON TO FRET NOW THAT YOU ARE IN THE PRESENCE OF THE COOLEST GUY YOU KNOW!" He thought to himself before continuing with, "THEN AGAIN I WOULD BE QUITE SAD IF RED STUFF WAS COMING OUT OF ME TOO. DOES IT HURT?"

Frisk canted their head and gave a gloomy shrug.

Not wanting their cool friend to be sad any longer, Papyrus took dire actions. Frisk's eyes widened as Papyrus scooped them up and lifted them high into the air, swinging them around. They giggled as the skeleton made airplane noises, shaking the small human and drawing them into their ribcage to be tickled.

"AH! I AM SORRY, FRISK, I HAVE WORSENED YOUR INJURY IN ATTEMPTS TO CHEER YOU UP!"

Frisk laughed even harder as Papyrus crouched to set them down. They switched out their blood soaked bandage for another and gave the spaghetti maker a happy thumbs up.

"HOW ABOUT SOME NICE CREAM TO MAKE UP FOR YOUR FALL?"

Frisk drummed their feet on the ground in excitement, jumping and rocking back and forth on their heels. They flung themselves into Papyrus's chest and nuzzled their cheekbone.

"NEH? I LOVE YOU TOO, FRISK!" The skeleton blushed and then quickly added, "PLATONICALLY, OF COURSE. I ALSO ENJOY EVERY MOMENT WE SPEND TOGETHER AS WELL. PLATONICALLY."

He straightened back up and wrapped his hand around Frisk's. With their mood restored, they shuffled after Papyrus with a newfound bounce in their step.

It had been almost a year since the barrier that trapped the monsters underground broke. Frisk could still remember that day as clearly as if it had happened only yesterday. The first monsters to emerge were the ones they had grown closest to on the journey. Although the rest of the Underground urged to surge up through the newfound entrance to the Overground, Asgore declared that they were to stay back until he and the head of the Royal Guard had scouted out the surface below Mt. Ebott.

Frisk wasn't the least bit surprised when they were met with resistance.

The first human-monster contact happened when Papyrus rushed off right into a campground full of vacationing families.

"GREETINGS HUMANS!" he shouted. "I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AM NOW YOUR NEWEST BEST FRIEND!"

Frisk face palmed. As expected, the campers ran away screaming in horror at the sight of the walking, talking skeleton.

"nailed it," Sans commented, seeming to appear out of thin air besides Frisk. The child had jumped, earning them a wink from the shorter of the two skeletons.

Papyrus, oblivious to the human's terror, said "I THINK THAT WENT WELL!"

The sound of police sirens was soon heard in the distance.

Thankfully, the next encounter went more smoothly. When the police showed up, Frisk carried out their first duty as the ambassador for monster kind and spoke on their behalf. To their luck, one of the men in the unit was able to translate to the rest what Frisk was signing. The child told the adults that the legends of monsters living beneath the mountain were true (as if that wasn't obvious enough) and that they meant them no harm. They also expounded on how they had climbed the mountain and fell in, how Toriel saved the child when they survived the fall, and how the monsters had helped them out of the Underground and back to the surface. They then elucidated to them once again that the monsters meant them no harm and were ready to return to the surface.

The police escorted Frisk and the nervous looking monsters to the station where the town's politicians were called in. Even though the small human was just a scared as well for how the monsters would be received, Toriel kept a steady hand on their shoulder when they needed to communicate. Once again Frisk told them the story of their fall, how Toriel had cared for them after getting injured, and that the monsters were ready to reclaim their place back in Overground society; the exile had lasted long enough.

Many debates, recounting their time in the Underground, and meetings later, the monsters were finally allowed to integrate back into society. Although Frisk didn't know the exact details—Asgore and Toriel did most of the negotiating after Frisk was done stressing that the monsters meant them no harm—the child did know that the steady coalesce nearly wasn't quite so steady. The older generation and quite a few of the politicians were fixed steadfast in their anti-monster ways. Fortunately, the younger generation would not tolerate the monsters to be treated as subhuman (some man that Frisk had never heard of, Martin Luther, was spoken about a lot during this time) and after many protests the monsters were finally allowed into Ebott to begin their resettlement.

Of course, integration between humans and monsters did not happen all at once. Most monsters stuck to primarily monster neighborhoods while humans stuck to their human ones. Monster based establishments popped up as well—Grillby started his pub back up, Muffet put her baking skills to use and made her own bakery, MK's parents opened a small grocery store, and Mettaton slowly began to rise to fame on TV channels that weren't just dedicated to monsters. Other than that, there was not much mingling of species outside of walking down main roads in the cozy town. It wasn't as if the monsters minded either. They were above ground and free once again. Their king had saved them from their subterranean lives. They didn't have much to complain about.

Toriel was the first monster to be hired in to an all human school, beginning a more thorough form of human-monster integration once her degree in education was recognized in both monster and human status. Undyne was soon to follow. Now that the Royal Guard was no longer needed, they disbanded and the fish monster took up a job as a gym teacher in the school when she was not practicing her newfound hobby (surfing) or soaking up rays on beaches a few miles outside of Ebott. Asgore took a job at the school as well (the big softy that he was) tending to the gardens. Alphys was hired into a lab in town once her own Ph. Ds. were recognized.

Papyrus was…well…Papyrus. He finally achieved his dream of being able to cruise down the highway in his own red convertible with the sun blazing down on his skull. Gold surprisingly went a long way in the human world. Frisk supposed Sans had a job. How else did he pay for rent?

When Frisk was not helping speak on the monster's behalf, they were with the skeleton brothers. The child had refused to go back to the orphanage once they had resurfaced with the others and begged the police to let the child stay with Toriel until the adoption papers were settled. Although they did have to go back, it was only for a few days. All of their monster friends came to visit them everyday but, surprisingly, it was Sans that stayed everyday with the human until he got kicked out. Much to Frisk's astonishment, he was always the first to arrive and the last to leave.

"Frisk, you have a visitor," one of the harsher, older women who worked at the orphanage told the child. Frisk raised their hands to ask who, eyes glimmering with excitement, but the adult swatted the child's hands down.

"For god sake use your words." She grabbed Frisk roughly by the arm and dragged the child down the hallway to the lounge, Frisk's feet struggling to keep up with her.

The woman threw the door open and pulled Frisk into the room, Frisk falling down and scraping their hands in the process.

"Don't you know how to walk?"

The woman roughly sat Frisk down in a chair in the corner of the room and pointed a finger in their face. Frisk raised their hand to say something but once again it was batted down.

"Behave."

The worker left the lounge without looking back. Frisk examined their shoes and their hands shook. They had just wanted to say thank you.

Sans, who had been waiting in the room for Frisk to arrive, watched the worker leave with balled up fists and a steely look on his face. One of his eyes were glowing blue. At the sight of him Frisk got off the chair and ran to him. The skeleton ruffled Frisk's hair and his pupils returned to normal.

"'sup, squirt. toriel is stuck in a conference so she sent me to come hang with you."

Frisk moved to sign something but self consciously put their hands down.

"heya, why so blue? you're azure know how to rain on my parade, kid."

Frisk perked up with a giggle. They raised their hands but put them down once again when they remembered that Sans didn't know sign language.

"it's okay, kid," Sans assured as if reading their mind. "why don't you teach me?"

The rest of their day consisted of the two pointing to stuff and Frisk signing what it meant with Sans repeating the motions back to them. He picked it up pretty fast after that.

The next day when the worker came to get Frisk, she didn't lay a single hand on the orphan. When she bought Frisk to the visiting lounge, she gave Sans a terrified look and scurried out of the room.

Frisk had leapt into Papyrus's arms. He had tagged along with his brother that day.

"WHAT WAS HER PROBLEM?"

"tibia honest, i don't know. maybe someone had a bone to pick with her."

Frisk laughed. Sans winked. Papyrus screamed.

Frisk cried tears of joy when the adoption papers were finalized and Toriel was allowed to take the human home. But, because Toriel had been so busy with Asgore trying to get the monsters settled into their lives above on the Surface, the goat monster had had no time to find a home of her own. Sans offered for the two of them to crash in the spare bedrooms they had in their own home they were renting for the time being. Toriel promised they would be out as soon as they were able to find their own home.

In the time in-between homes Sans and Toriel grew close. For whatever reason, the ex-queen and human never left the skeleton brothers' house to find their own. Frisk certainly wasn't complaining. There was just enough room for both Frisk and Papyrus to fit comfortably in his race car bed. The child also got to wake up Sans in the morning for breakfast (Frisk would leap onto the couch or bed— really wherever he fell asleep—throwing themselves onto the skeleton and tickling his ribcage. Sans would retaliate by lazily flicking his wrist and suspending them in the air with his magic. While Frisk was squealing in delight and kicking around, Sans would pretend he didn't hear the human and snuggle deeper under whatever covers Toriel had thrown on top of him.) so that was a big plus.

On weekends Frisk would have sleepovers at Undyne and Alphys's home a few blocks down. Toriel, Sans, or Papyrus would walk the child down and another would be there to pick them back up Sunday morning. In the afternoon they would go to the beach with Undyne to learn how to surf while Alphys worked overtime in her lab. After their day in the sun, Undyne would give Frisk cooking lessons back at her home. Mettaton and Napstablook would sometimes come over to eat if they weren't performing. Mettaton would shower their favorite child in kisses (he would never be able to thank them enough for helping him become a star above the Underground) and Napstablook would give Frisk a shy greeting. After their meal they would settle in to watch anime with Alphys.

The weekends they weren't with Alphys and Undyne they were with Asgore at his small one-story cottage. Toriel would begrudgingly drop her child off and Frisk would joyfully hug the ex-monster king. Together they would color, watch movies, and care for his flowers (Frisk loved him most when the child would suddenly get scared and accidentally trample his buttercups. Instead of scolding the child he would draw them into his arms and comfort them, apologizing endlessly. Frisk always forgave him without a second thought even though the nightmares would always last.) One weekend the small human brought him over a shirt they decorated in art class that read Mr. Dad Guy. Asgore chuckled, tears welling up in his eyes, and proudly put it on. Frisk referred to him as dad from there on out.

(Of course, after time there was another who Frisk called 'Dad' in their head but they could never work up the courage to do it out loud.)

For the first time in their lives, Frisk's heart was full and they were surrounded by people who truly loved them and cared for them deeply. They were happy.

Frisk held onto their hopes and dreams that it would never end. They knew that they would never reset ever again.

But someone else had other plans.

Sincerely hope you enjoyed. I have big plans for this fic and I'm really looking forward to writing some PTA Sans lmao. Until next time!

-Sav