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Frisk was safely carried over the large bone thanks to Sans’ blue magic and accepted Papyrus’ mercy…only to fall to their knees and then their stomach on the snow, something other than fighting Papyrus exhausting them.
“HUMAN!?” Papyrus shouted, alarmed, and ran over to where the child had collapsed.
Pupils shifting back to their normal dots of white, Sans moved in from the side, kneeling down next to the kid and quickly checking them, worried.
“kid?? can you hear me?” Sans asked, gently turning Frisk over so he could see their face.
There was no response from the child. Frisk’s cheeks looked very flushed and they were breathing heavily. Papyrus knelt down next to them and Sans, looking concerned.
“BROTHER! I DIDN’T MEAN FOR THEM TO GET HURT THIS BAD!!” Papyrus said, fidgeting with his hands.
“i don’t think it was your fault, paps – they look sick. let’s get them back to the house, quick.”
“RIGHT!” Papyrus agreed, scooping Frisk carefully into his arms.
The snow fell silently as the two skeleton brothers rushed back to their house.
Read the story here:
*** archiveofourown.org/works/1596… ***Summary:
After successfully living on the surface for four months and, much to Sans’ surprise, discovering Frisk is actually a magic user, Frisk initiates a reset. But why and to what end?
The story stemmed from the idea: “What if the stick Frisk had wasn’t just a stick?” and the rest is history.
New chapters will be posted each Saturday.
Notes:
This story is a rewritten version of a series of RPs we made between February 2016 and March 2017 wherein Harry Potter lore/universe is worked in, however the events of those books took place many, many, years ago prior to the events of Frisk falling into the Underground. The story deviates off of the true pacifist route to achieve a different ending result.
Rating: T for language and some violent scenes

Description

Excerpt:
Frisk was safely carried over the large bone thanks to Sans’ blue magic and accepted Papyrus’ mercy…only to fall to their knees and then their stomach on the snow, something other than fighting Papyrus exhausting them.
“HUMAN!?” Papyrus shouted, alarmed, and ran over to where the child had collapsed.
Pupils shifting back to their normal dots of white, Sans moved in from the side, kneeling down next to the kid and quickly checking them, worried.
“kid?? can you hear me?” Sans asked, gently turning Frisk over so he could see their face.
There was no response from the child. Frisk’s cheeks looked very flushed and they were breathing heavily. Papyrus knelt down next to them and Sans, looking concerned.
“BROTHER! I DIDN’T MEAN FOR THEM TO GET HURT THIS BAD!!” Papyrus said, fidgeting with his hands.
“i don’t think it was your fault, paps – they look sick. let’s get them back to the house, quick.”
“RIGHT!” Papyrus agreed, scooping Frisk carefully into his arms.
The snow fell silently as the two skeleton brothers rushed back to their house.
Read the story here:
*** archiveofourown.org/works/1596… ***Summary:
After successfully living on the surface for four months and, much to Sans’ surprise, discovering Frisk is actually a magic user, Frisk initiates a reset. But why and to what end?
The story stemmed from the idea: “What if the stick Frisk had wasn’t just a stick?” and the rest is history.
New chapters will be posted each Saturday.
Notes:
This story is a rewritten version of a series of RPs we made between February 2016 and March 2017 wherein Harry Potter lore/universe is worked in, however the events of those books took place many, many, years ago prior to the events of Frisk falling into the Underground. The story deviates off of the true pacifist route to achieve a different ending result.
Rating: T for language and some violent scenes