A Second Chance

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(1st Pacifist Route, Second Run)

Frisk had just finished battling Toriel who she this time spared. She gave her one last hug before saying their farewells. Frisk was walking through the forest, it was cold and dark outside. Luckily, she had already gotten used to the cold from enduring it so much in her previous run. Frisk can still recall most of her experiences from her last run but, she rather not remember too much about it for most of it only lead up to the massacre of innocent monsters she committed and will only make her feel depressed. Frisk shook her trying to erase the dreadful thoughts in her head and tried to concentrate on something else as she continued walking through the snow. Frisk dreamt about what it be like once she gets back to the surface with all the monsters of the Underground.

"Maybe I can bring someone along with me to accompany me on the surface? It would be a lot more fun, but I'm sure everyone will be busy making a life out there. Maybe I can live with Sans and Papyrus for a while, if they let me, or Toriel. She can be like a mom... a goat mom... who likes snales." Frisk laughed at the thought.

"Oh wait... that means I have to eat snails also."

Aside from the snails, Frisk still wanted a life with Toriel, Sans, Papyrus, and everyone else. Frisk began to wonder about other things. Frisk really did wish that she had someone to come along with her on adventures.

"It would be nice though to have someone along side of me like a companion of some kind." Frisk looked to the right of herself trying to imagine someone was walking right besides her and gave a smile pretending someone was there to receive it but, in reality... who knows?

Frisk began to feel like someone was watching her from behind. Frisk heard a large branch break. She quickly turned around to the sound and saw a shadowy figure in the distance but, it quickly disappear into the trees.

"It must've been Sans trailing me," Frisk thought.

Frisk shrugged it off knowing that Sans will most likely show himself once she makes it to the bridge, she can see it close up ahead. Frisk bolted towards the wooden bridge stopping only a few inches away from it then looking around to see if she can spot Sans coming. Time passes on. Frisk waited for about 30 minutes until she grew spectacle of where Sans was.

"It didnt take Sans this long." Frisk wispered trying to contemplate for the mysterious differences in her second run.

"First Flowey didn't show up and then Sans. Maybe I left Toriel too early or maybe... Sans must've still been asleep somewhere and probably forgotten to wake up? Yup... that's probably why."

Suddenly, Frisk heard footsteps walking in the snow from behind but, she didn't turn around. Frisk stood there face forward looking across the bridge thinking it was Sans. She waited there for him to tell her to turn around and shake his hand. Frisk closed her eyes and quickly imagined how it will be on the surface again with all her new friends that she will make, she smiled to the thought of it. Frisk was determined to make it all up, she wanted to save everyone in the Underground no matter what this time. She promised Sans and 'spirit' Papyrus that she will do better. The footsteps stop right behind her, Frisk can feel the presence of a figure standing behind her. Finally, Sans spoke out,

"Human. Don't you know how to greet a new pal? Turn around and shake my hand."

Frisk turned around and saw Sans smiling at her holding out his hand waiting for Frisk to grasp it. Frisk grabbed Sans's hand and heard the sound of the wooping cushion going off once again before completely deflating.

"Hehehe... You're starting to worry me kid. You fell for the old woopie cushion in the hand trick again. I guess that's a second blow for yah."

"Sans!" Frisk shouted in delight.

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