Believer

Okay Day

Sans layed back in his bed, staring at the ceiling, the errors on his face shifting over his pupils slightly as he lost himself in his thoughts.

A week had passed since everything had happened. He tried his best to ignore it, but when you sound like a walking tape recorder, its hard.


They had moved recently, hoping to get away from the bloodcurdling memories of the old house. Sans was more than joyous to get away from it. This meant more rooms, one of the things Papyrus said the new house had to have was enough bedrooms for everybody. Meaning Sans had plenty of room to have panic attacks, but nobody knew that.

Undyne, Mettaton, and Alphys had also moved out when the moved occurred and had their own apartment on the west side of town. Asgore had also moved but lived alone. Sans, Papyrus, Frisk, and Toriel all shared a house, which was Frisk's request.

Sans sighed, resigned to the fact he would have to get up and interact with somebody today. He sat up from his unkempt bed, sliding off with no real haste in his movements. Since the incident, Sans had realized that technically not existing came with its perks. Since you didn't exist, grime couldn't touch you. So, he'd been taking advantage of the opportunity to tease Paps about not having to change clothes at every corner.

Sans reluctantly opened his door, walking down the staircase down the hall from his room, he entered the living area, where Frisk sat on the floor, coloring in a book. Sans smiled and waved at Frisk. He sat down next to them, crossing his legs and messing with their hair with his skeletal digits.

The child had become a help in recent because of Sans worsened mental state ever since the incident, often being the one to soothe his worries when they were minor.

"Hi, Sans!" Frisk signed happily, their smile instantly washing any thoughts of hateful that had planted themselves in Sans' fragile mind.

"h-h-hey, kid." Sans murmured, his voice had become quiet in the recent days, as well as his glitch worsening, but mostly they ignored it for the sake of Sans.

"How are you today?" Frisk signed, grinning.
"i-i-i-i-i-i-iiiim o---okay.." He returned the smile.

"Did Mom tell you? I'm going to school soon!" Frisk signed, jumping up and doing the jazz hands
"that's gg-g---gg-great kid. school is r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r--really neat." His grin widened. 

Hey, this is okay.