It was Sans' turn to check for humans this week, which meant he had to walk through the entirety of the Ruins every day and make sure none of the puzzles had been set off.  Sometimes he hated it, but sometimes it was nice to do it.  Now was one of those times where he was actually enjoying it, which came as a slight surprise to him.  But it didn't matter how peaceful or happy it made him feel right now; because for Toriel, Papyrus, and Sans alike, their world was about to be turned upside down. 

Sans had almost reached the end of the Ruins, his last stop before he could go back home, when he heard voices echoing off the walls of the cave.  At first he thought he was hearing things, but as he crept closer to the end of the Ruins, they got louder and clearer.  He couldn't recognise the voices, so he was on guard, ready for almost anything.  Sans pressed his back to the last wall before the entrance to his final destination, sucked in a deep breath, and went into the room. 

There was a child, a human child, sitting on the buttercups.  They looked a little roughed up, with their brown hair all messed up, scuffed pink and blue striped shirt and blue shorts, and worn out looking shoes.  They were talking to someone, and when Sans turned a little he could see a flower next to them, talking back to them.  "O-oh," was all he could manage at first.  Both the child's head and the flowers whipped around to face him. 

The flower came in front of the child, growing taller with thorned vines growing up around it, ready to strike Sans.  The flower growled at him, and Sans started to back away until the child spoke again.  "Flowey! Don't! Let's at least give him a chance," they shouted at him.  Flowey drew back some and looked at the human.  "But we can't trust anyone down here! I told you that they would kill you at the first chance they get!" He retaliated. 

Sans decided to step in now, "h-hey listen bud," he said, unintentionally making a pun.  "I don't w-want any trouble.  I-I'm definitely not gonna hurt the kid; I made a promise and I'm gonna k-keep it."  The kid smiled at Sans, and Flowey groaned and went back to them, shrinking to his original size.  "See, I told you so," they bragged to the flower. 

Sans walked up to the child and extended a skeletal hand, "here k-kiddo, let me help you."  The flower shook his head again, trying to tell them not to, but they accepted Sans' help.  Flowey facepalmed as best as he could since he was a flower, and the human stood on shaky legs.  It was obvious to Sans that they were very weak from the fall, not to mention whatever happened to get them down here. 

"My name is Frisk," the told him with a smile.  Sans shook their hand, "m-mine's Sans, Sans the skeleton."  He glanced back the way he came in, "we better get going back to my house, Tori and Paps will want to meet you."  Flowey popped back up between Sans and Frisk, preventing him from taking their hand again and teleporting them back to his house. 

"No way skeleton!" He said, glaring daggers at Sans.  Sans sighed, he really didn't want to fight this flower, not in front of the kid anyway.  He didn't want to scare them since they would be staying in the Ruins with him.  "Oh, c-come on.  The kids cool with it, r-right Frisk? Anyway, w-we would just be staying with my b-brother and my friend," he told him, trying to appease Flowey so they could go home and not have future incidents.  "You c-can come too if you'd like," he added.  Maybe if he stayed with the kid he'd be okay with it. 

Flowey was silent for a moment, trying to think it over.  "Please," Frisk begged the flower.  Flowey sighed angrily, "alright, alright," he said.  Suddenly his face morphed into a more sinister one, enough to scare anyone else that had felt threatened before, "but if you hurt one hair in this kids head, I. Will.  K I L L.  Y O U."  Sans stared at the flower, seemingly unphased by Flowey's threat. 

"Okay," Sans shrugged.  Frisk smiled and Flowey trailed his way up their arm, wrapping himself around it.  "How far away is your house?" Frisk asked politely.  Sans turned around and glanced back where he had entered from again.  He really didn't feel like dragging the kid through all those puzzles right now and was pretty sure they were too tired to keep up anyway.  So, he held out his hand and said, "I know a s-shortcut."

(823 words... Wow, this was rrrreeeaaallllllllly short.  Sorry about that!)

Yeah, I wrote this about a week ago, and wanted to wait a while before putting it out there so I could post the first two chapters at once to make up for its shortness, but I'm a little stumped on ideas for the second chapter and the second part in MITR was so late that I used this chapter as a way to help make up for it... I guess? But anyway, I have absolutely no clue when I will post again, but it will hopefully be here and soon!
Thanks for reading!!!!