StreetRat [SansxReader]

[ch. 6] {FriskxRalph} <act.1>

Previously, on StreetRat:

'You relaxed on the couch, trying to ease your headache that was still in the back of your head.

You were so busy trying to calm the pounding in your head, that you didn't even notice the doorbell ring, and a little kid walk past you to answer who's at the door.

'I think I can trust them...'
You thought, as you closed your eyes.'

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The doorbell rang again, as the little kid rushed to answer the door.
Their little 10-year-old hand twisted around the doorknob, quickly trying to open it.
The door almost broke of it's hinges with the power the kid used to open it, but the person in question didn't even seem to notice, as their attention was taken by the person waiting at the entrance.

There stood a little boy, of around 11-years-old, holding a big basket of bread in his hands. The basket seemed a little too heavy for him, as sweatdrops kept falling of his face in quick succession.
Though, he kept a strong front when he saw that someone opened the door.

He looked up to see who answered, and was taken by suprise when it was Frisk.
His exhaustion seemed to vanish from his face once he noticed it was the 10-year-old who opened the door. He couldn't help smiling widely, with a seemingly everlasting tint of red on his cheeks.

"H-Hey Frisk, how are you doing today?" He said a bit nervous.
Though in his mind he was kicking himself for sounding so stupid
'Ralph,Why are you being so nervous?! You've been delivering their bread for 4 complete years now, so you shouldn't be acting like such a wimp.
Though, looking at Frisk, I can't help my heat rising to my face~
Tsk, you really sound like a wussy. The others will probably tease you to death if they'd ever found out.
But look at that adorable face~
You know what I don't care, but seriously I should try to sound cooler, or else Frisk will think I'm an un-cool person!
Nooo, I don't that!'
He was still smiling, but in his head he was having a war of thoughts racing through his mind.

Frisk smiled in reply, also seeming to have redder cheeks once they saw the 11-year-old.
Frisk looked down at the basket full of bread, a bit concerned for the boy's health seeing it's so heavy for him.
Though they weren't suprised to see how full the basket was, in there was all the bread the monsters and themself are going to eat for the week, so ofcourse it would be heavy.

Frisk remembered the first time they found out that there was a bakery who could deliver food to them.

- _ - _ - _ - Memories - _ - _ - _ -

It was still not safe to walk on the streets to shop for necessities, and monsters were getting hungry.
Although they already survived for half a year, they still haven't found a stable income of food.
They were afraid of the humans, afraid that the food they would find would be unedible or poisoned, and afraid to leave their only safety on the surface.

Ofcourse the monsters such as Sans, Undyne, Asgore and a few tuff guards tried to search for a way to get food, but it was taking them too long.

Finally I had enough with waiting, and sneeked out of the house with my trusty stick.

I searched though the allyways, using my small body to my advantage, hiding from passerby humans.
It was taking me a long while, making me tired and even more hungry. I was careless and accidently slipped, gaining the attention of a few scary humans. I tried running away, but one of them caught me at my tutu.
I quickly turned around to face the scary human, and used my trusty stick to poke it in the eye.
It screamed in pain and let me go, and I made a quick escape before the others could reach me.

Finally, dead-tired, I sat down against a wall, between 2 huge garbage bins to help me not get spotted. I was breathing hard, but stopped once I heard footsteps.

I tried standing up, but my legs felt like jelly, and caused me to fall down again.

The footsteps stopped, before they began moving again, this time a bit faster.

My breathing quickend as I desperately tried to stay quiet, but my lungs needed the air too much to care if I got caught.

Then, after so much struggling, the human finally spotted me, but it wasn't what I was expecting.

It was, a little boy, around my age, wearing an old brown apron, with a trashbag in his hands.
He was standing there in suprise, before he calmed down and gently put the bag down, and slowly raised his arms with open hands.
He seemed to notice how scared I was, being trapped in my hiding spot.
He slowly backed up, while having a gently expression, to show he wasn't a threat.

"I'm not going to harm you." He said slowly and softly.

* I nodded, but was still cautious and hostile.

I stared at him coldly.
We kept staring at eachother, one with a frosty look and the other sympathetic.

I kept remembering that, for as long as I can remember, humans are not to be trusted. They are evil, and will stab you in the chest with any chance they get. So I tried to never be as them, as I'm afraid I will end up being just like those humans.

As I continue giving him an icy look, my stomach rumbled, seemily wanting to break the ice.

The boy noticed my hungry state, and seemed to have an idea.
He reached for the right frontpocket of his pants, and got something out before showing it to me.

I was expecting a weapon, so I quickly grabbed my trusty stick and held it tight, ready for the onslaught he was about to release.

Though, what he held in his hand suprised me.
It, was a bag of gummybears.

Although I knew I shouldn't except food from strangers, the bag wasn't opened and my stomach really needed food.
He trew it infront of me, and took a few more steps backwards.
A thought that passed through my mind was that he seemed to know how to handle these kind of situations quite wel, but I was too hungry to further think about it.
I ripped the bag open and cautiously ate a gummybear, before I devoured them all.
They were quite delicious~

I cautiously looked at him, expecting to faint from the poison that might have been in the food any second now.
We kept staring at eachother, as my expression softened over time.

He seemed to notice the change in my expression, as he walked toward me again.
I stared at him coldly again, before I noticed he was just grabbing the trashbag again.
He walked to the right trashbin, and trew it in. Though he failed the first time, making me giggle a bit.
The boy looked at me, suprised by the sounds, before turning a bit red in embarresment.

He tried to trow it in again, but that failed a second time.

* Now I was strait up laughing.

He turned a redder colour before he mumbled a challenge
"Well, see if you can do it any better then~"

* challenge accepted.

I shakingly stood up again, before slowly walking to the trashbag, and lifting it up with ease.
You get that when you're trained by The All-Mighty Undyne.

I tried trowing it up into the trashbin, but my height didn't help, and my legs haven't recovered from the chase.

The bag came tumbling down, right between the two of us.

I looked at him again, as this time he was laughing loudly, causing me to have a redder coloured face.

I looked down at the bag again, before I had an idea.

I looked at the boy again, clapping my hands in his face to get his attention again.
He stopped laughing and looked at me with a confused stare.

I pointed at him and at his end of the trashbag, then I pointed at myself and at my end of the bag.

He seemed to understand what I was trying to say, and complied.

With teamwork we finally got the trashbag into the trashcan, as we both highfived eachother.

"Well, this was a pretty trashy way to meet someone new."

* We both laughed loud at his cheesy pun

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That's how he introduced me to the bakery and his boss.
She was huge, and I was scared when I first saw her, but then I found out she was very nice, and even got a basket of bread for free.
She was really just like Toriel, so I felt I could trust her.
They noticed I didn't talk, but that didn't seem to bother them.
They even brought me home when I drew my neighborhood. Though they kept mumbling stuff as 'poor child, living in such a dark area' and such, but I didn't mind.

Once they reached the house, I quickly went in and told everyone the good news.
Though, Sans didn't take it as good news, and teleported out of the house to beat the humans.
I quickly ran out of the house to stop him, just in time to see that Delia and Sans were having an intense battle.

Sans didn't seem to notice when one of his magic bones fired at me.
Ralph quickly ran to my side and pushed me out of the way, but not fast enough before the bone hit his left upperleg.
He cried out in pain.
The battle immidiately stopped, as Delia rushed to him to stop the bleeding.
Sans was quiet for a long moment, before he used his magic to block out the bleeding.
I quickly urged them to go inside so Toriel could look at the wound, and they complied.
Delia was about to carry Ralph, but Sans beat her to it and lifted him in the air with his magic.

After checking his wounds and making sure he won't continue bleeding, we all setled down.
I explained to the monsters what happend in sign-language.

All the monsters had different reactions; some were happy I risked my life to get them food, some were angry I left without telling them, and some were just very relieved that I wasn't hurt.

I got scolded by Toriel, but she was still relieved I wasn't hurt.

Afterwards Momma bear and Momma goat became bestfriends, and we made a contract that the monsters will get one big basket of bread once a week. Delia wanted to make it for free, but Sans disagreed, saying he didn't want to be in debt.
The humans of the bakery just stared at him. Then heaved a small sigh before smiling
'Just like big sister (Y/n).' Ralph said, still smiling.

-_-_-_- end of Memories -_-_-_-

We were still smiling at eachother, but at some point Ralph glanced inside the house, and gasped.
His eyes immidiately turned cold, before dropping the basket and quickly barged into the house.
He almost knocked Frisk over in the proccess, earning him a confused stare before Frisk frowned.

This isn't going to end well, or so it seems...

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Yup, that's the end of this chapter, thanks for reading :3

I noticed that girls are the only ones reading this, and because it's a little too late to change 'them/they' to 'she/her', I decided that the children will call you 'Sister (Y/n)'.
My apologies to the guys who read this in the future.
* does yapanese bow so that hopefully you will forgive this lowly Author~chan *

You girls (and guys) probably noticed you are loved by some children, so I hope it doesn't bother you.

There will be more chapters like this, and each of those ships will have a few <acts>.
I already have a few ships in mind, but I'll gladly consider any ships you readers would want.

Btw someone thought of #Deriel, and although that's not going to happen, the idea is stuck in my head and blooming.
(You know who you are XD)

They're bestfriends, and I already have their ships in mind.
Though because of this suggestion I will make them as close as glue, that their husbands will have no other option than to sit in an emo corner and harvest muchrooms (HSHC-refrence~).
This is how the husbands will feel sympathy for eachother and become good friends.

Have a nice day~
- ElinaViolets :3

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