Chapter 1
"Can I have something to eat?" These are the first words Frisk utters to you the first time you meet them. They certainly had a lot of courage to just go up to a random person's house, knock on their door, and ask for food.
However, after looking them over, you let them come inside and they follow as you head to the kitchen. As you search through your cabinets, you decide to ask them some questions.
"Um, where are your parents? Do they know you're walking around the neighborhood alone?"
"Their at home sleeping. They told me not to go out, but I like to explore."
"Do...Do they feed you?" You ask them, remembering how thin they are.
"Not all the time. I have to earn the right to eat." You stop sifting through your cabinets. Had you heard that right? Earn the right to eat? What kind of terrible parents did this kid have? And Frisk didn't seem to mind giving out this information. After more searching, you settle on making them a peanut butter sandwich, making sure to ask them whether or not they're allergic.
After they finish the sandwich, they thank you and leave.
For the next few days, Frisk showed up at your house, sometimes asking for something to eat and sometimes just wanting to see you. You didn't mind at all. You were kind of lonely living alone. Having Frisk visit gave you someone to talk to you. You enjoyed having them around.
But then one day, they stopped visiting. For days and days, they never came by and you ended up assuming that their shitty parents had been found out and had Frisk taken away from them.
Though, one day, their parents showed up on your doorstep. The dad had one helluva beer gut. It was big enough to stick out from under the loud Hawaiian shirt he had on. He was balding as well. The mom looked as though she'd been crying for days, but if what Frisk had told you was true, her tears were as fake as the wig she very noticeably was wearing. They asked if you'd seen Frisk, describing what they looked like to you.
You tell them that you haven't. Frisk had probably decided to run away because of how they'd been treated.
Weeks go by before you hear someone knocking at your door. When you go to open it, there's Frisk. You sweep them up in a hug so tight you practically fuse together.
"Oh my god, Frisk! Where've you been all this time?" You ask them, leaning away to look them in the face.
"On an adventure," they say as if that's an acceptable answer. "And I brought someone for you to meet." As they say this, they point to the doorway. You put them down and look to the doorway. There's some people standing there watching. Except, they aren't people.
They're monsters. Straight up monsters. Two of them look like goats, one with a blond beard and big horns. There's two skeletons. One's tall while the other is very short. Like, Frisk's size. There's also one that looks like a fish and one that looks like a dinosaur.
You're speechless. Real life monsters are on your doorstep.
"hey. are you the human Frisk's been telling us about?" Asks the short skeleton. His voice is surprisingly deep.
"Yep! This is them! Their name is Y/N and they're really nice!" You're still speechless as the monsters all look at you curiously.
"My child," the hornless goat monster says, "are you okay?" This snaps you out of your trance.
"Oh! Um, y-yes. Just surprised. I kinda always thought you guys were a myth."
They all look at you, confused.
"Um, maybe you should all come in. I have a lot of questions."