The first time had been three months after breaking the barrier.

The reunion of humans and monsters had been moving slowly, but well none the less.

Everyone so far had been more than accepting and the council that spoke on behalf of the world above had deemed none of the monsters to be an immediate threat.

Which took a huge amount of stress away from the rest of the world, who now were opening up more and more to their fallen brethren.

A few monsters managed to find homes, some were given jobs right off the bat, and more so than ever everyone was filled with hope.

Hope for better lives. Hope for new futures. Hope for everything.

Even Frisk, who was the official speaker on the Underground's behalf. The job wasn't too demanding, but the weight if its responsibility was neither easily forgotten.

Everyone was counting on Frisk 24/7 to be the hero they had proved to be in the Underground.

The small human could see the new air of determination that filled all of their family though. And the fact alone made almost every one of their actions worth while.

Papyrus and Undyne were happily working as personal body guards for Frisk and Asgore when council meetings were held.

Toriel had used the money of her intergraded school for humans and monsters to buy herself and Frisk a home.

Sans putting in ACTUAL EFFORT to help Grillby rebuild a new restaurant for the above ground.

Everyone and everything was going so well...

That it only made sense to Frisk for the peace not to last.

It had been a shock to say the least.

One moment they had been lying in bed, fast asleep. Their dreams filled with their snowflakes and memories of meeting his favorite brothers.

They were skiing around across the deserted pond. Laughter barely contained as not a single care in the world crossed their minds.

The next second and poof. Gone.

Suddenly Frisk was standing before a pile of dust. The off hue color seeming so ill fit against the pure white snow it laid upon.

In their hand the glint off of something unrecognizable and sharp.

But it felt right to hold.

It was not the grey dust that drew their attention to the ground though.

No, it had been the orange cape. Torn and crumbled laying beneath the ashes of the deceased skeleton that made their heart skip so maddeningly.

They had done it.

There was no question about it.

They could feel the disturbed smile stretching across their face. Twisting around the humanity that drained away from red eyes.

All around the human could hear bystanders screech. Foolishly running away to evacuate the town. Cries for help, feet crunching against the snow, as monsters everywhere called for someone to help.

A voice in their head told them the warnings would do no good.

Frisk had awoken seconds later in a cold sweat. Every nerve in their body on edge as their teeth clattered together.

It was summer, and yet the small human had never felt so cold.

Too real.

Too vivid.

Too many feelings to be felt at 3 in the morning.

They denied it. Called it a nightmare and brushed off the feeling of bile sliming away at the back of their throat.

They felt sick.

They felt dirty in their own skin.

It was nothing.

It was nothing!

No such thing ever happened. They never ever had hurt Papyrus or anyone in Snowdin.

Feeling awful still though, Frisk couldnt help themselves and blindly began to reached over to their nightstand.

It was nothing.

So why did they still feel so scared?

Pulling over their phone, the small human sent a quick text to Papyrus.

Something simple so as not to alarm the taller brother.

"Hey Pap. Know it's late, but I was wondering if I left my locket at your place?"

Not even a full minute later a response came back.

"HUMAN! GOODNESS IT IS LATE! I THOUGHT SOMETHING WAS WRONG! DO NOT WORRY! I THE GREAT PAPYRUS SHALL GO SEARCH FOR YOUR BELOVED LOCKET AT ONCE!"

Smiling in relief, Frisk quickly sent back a response.

"Wait never mind! It just fell in the laundry. Sorry Paps!"

"NYE HEH HEH HEH! ALL IS WELL! I AM GLAD YOU HAVE FOUND YOUR KEEPSAKE HUMAN! I SHALL SEE YOU TOMORROW! GOOD NIGHT!"

Despite the comfort of being reassured that their friend was safe and sound, Frisk didn't sleep until the very first light of dawn began to brush through the shuttered blinds and into their room.

Only than did the exhaustion finally rest away their quaking heart.