#OK SO. FOR THIS AU... I GUESS??? the joke is that papyrus and sans are both spiderman lmao

[skeletonlover69]

I FORGOT TO POST SPIDERSANS

[throwmeabonepleaseandthankyou]

Hiii

So I saw that you're ok with being spammed and everything, so expect to see me a lot :3

I just read about what the au's dream pet/favorite animal was, and I was wondering how they would act with an s/o who's a monster of that animal?

Hiiii, it's nice to meet you!!

Sans : He loves to poke them in the side to make them squawk, cackling each time. He finds their feathers really pretty, so he saves any of the bigger ones when they fall off. He doesn't view them as a pet, of course, more of like a s/o with a big "pet me" sticker on them. He also likes using their wings as a blanket, laying his head on their lap. He can't help that they're comfortable!

Papyrus : You lazy cat! He's constantly picking them up and moving them to sleep elsewhere. Papyrus will act all mad until they slow blink at him and start to purr. Oh... He guesses you can stay on the couch a bit longer..

Cobalt : Slinky cat s/o? Yes please. Especially if they're having zoomies. Yes, let's run around! Let's play! He's more gentle with them due to their longer spine, and chuckles while they dook(happy ferret noises). He can't help it, he has to copy them. Then they copy him. And it's a constant back and forth. After playing so much, even he is tired, resting on the floor to take a breather. Only when they plop down next to him and rub their face against his, he lets out the softest of purrs, happy with them.

Honey : With an s/o built almost exactly like Greater Dog, it means the ultimate cuddles. Good thing they're built to be lazy, otherwise, they'd be suffering as Honey's new pillow. Honey is constantly purring when laying on them, feeling as if he in heaven.

Red : Okay, Alphys wanna-be. Just kidding, he loves looking at all of their neat patterns and colors on their scales. He loves it when they scratch under his chin with those claws of theirs, letting out an accidental purr. Who's the animal, you or him?

Edge : Doomfanger is staring daggers at his s/o, letting out low growls. It's worrying because they are doing it right back at her, the two having their ears flipped backwards and tails waving behind them. Oh jeez. He can love both of you, now knock it off!

Nox : Look at those ears... Despite trying his best, he can't help but touch them. When s/o sits next to him, he pets them. When s/o lays on his shoulder, he pets them. They are just too cute...

Rus : Spider s/o... Are you related to Muffet by chance? All jokes, he'd go up to them and have them hold multiple things at once, eventually coming back and taking it back, saying a gentle thank you before going off to do whatever he wants. In the distance, there's a Nox screaming because he sat on a whoopie cushion filled with glitter... again.

Cherry : Oh look at you. He just wants to hold them and protect them constantly. He'd tie bows in their hair and around their neck to add to the cute factor. Then when the time comes around to have to shear their wool, he helps by getting the hard to reach spots. He then uses the wool to knit and crochet(yes, our boy can do both) to make little accessories for you.

Pup : They're his special guard dog, growling at anyone to come to close to him. They're more fit to be in the royal guard than protecting his anxiety-stricken self, but yet, they stay around to help keep him safe and others away. If you want him, you gotta talk to s/o first.

Wine : He'll stick to your weird fleshy self, thanks. He holds his human s/o close and Coffee taunts him with the bunny he got, using s/o as a meat-shield. Thanks, Wine, love you too.

Coffee : A fox... He loves that long, fluffy tail of theirs, sleeps on it all the time. The pretty colors too, ugh, he can't stop painting them. They're in all of his art works, now have becoming his new muse.

Moon : A cat! Oh, look at you! A new nap buddy to lay and sleep with! He's constantly squishing their face and playing with their fur. He promises to give them space... maybe after he pets them one last time.

Sun : He thinks he prefers the human s/o... at least he doesn't sneeze every five seconds around them.

Oak : Chimken... He likes to look at their feathers and likes touching them, feeling how soft they are. Due to s/o's species, they're real small, so Oak carries them around most of the time while he's working on the farm. Sometimes, he'll sit them with the other chickens as to help keep an eye on them.

Willow : Oh, those spots! A cow, sweet and always looking to rest somewhere, he spends hours staring at his s/o. He'd chuckle as his s/o stares in wonder at an actual cow, petting their wet nose. Although, it doesn't really matter to him, as long as someone loves him, that's fine.

Crow and Dove : Just another crow to add to their army, except this one talks and kisses them periodically.

Error : Stay the FUCK AWAY you messy creature! Yeah, good luck. It was a nice try though.

Dust : He didn't think that his possible future support animal would be lil ol s/o. He relies on them for any kind of emotional support, as he feels empty inside constantly. If s/o is wagging their tail, he's holding a small smile on his face. If s/o's ears are pinned back, he's threatening to summon an attack. It's that simple, really.

Killer : Another one for the collection. He probably found them at a bar, saw kitty, hit on them, and brought them home.. without permission. Nothing that octopus can do, because now Killer's emotional state relies on s/o. Sometimes, he'll rough em up just to make Killer listen. Ain't nothing wrong with a bit of bribery to make your employees listen after all.

[panie-wanie-dean-bean]

Ok, sorry, I just need to rant about my version of Swap Sans

So, to me, the main building blocks of Underswap is that the characters who are swapped swap both their vibe and their place. What does this mean? Well, the place thing is easy, it just means that whenever you're supposed to meet a character you will meet their swapped counter part instead (That's why Asgore is in the Ruins) The vibes thing is a little trickier

I say vibes rather than personality for a reason, they don't swap personalities in my version of the au. Sans still loves puns, Papyrus is still a little obsessed with humans and puzzles, and Asgore still loves to garden! Their vibes are just a little different. Sans actually has the motivation to get up in the morning, Papyrus can now sit still on occasion, stuff like that. But they're still themselves, and that's what I find so fun about them

See, when you get to Snowdin town the boss you have to beat to get to Waterfall is Sans, as you may expect. But this Sans is still the Sans you meet in Undertale proper, and we all know how he can fight when he goes all out. So he doesn't!

So long as you're doing a neutral or pacifist run his fight is more like a test! He straight up tells you that he has 1 HP and any hit will kill him, so you'll need to show him how good you are at ACTing and talking your way out of fights. This is for a few reasons, but one I'll mention is that he's still really close to Toriel in this au. And some part of him wants to hope that maybe, maybe if you're skilled enough, his friend won't have to kill another human and break herself down even further

So it's a pretty easy fight, about as easy as the Papyrus fight in Undertale. He even offers to take you on a date for all the trouble, which is just as silly as the Papyrus date. But all of that is assuming that you play along

If you take your chance to attack him during the fight, he'll dodge out of the way. He'll scold you but chalk it up to butter fingers and let you off the hook. Do it three times though, and his eyelights go out. His smile drops. and he lets out a great sigh

"Huh, I don't know what I expected. Jokes on me for thinking it might be different this time I guess. Alright kid, you want a fight? I'll give you one"

And the fun little fight you were supposed to have early in the game goes full genocide run. He does not hold back, he does not show mercy, and he will taunt you about how many times he's killed you if you try hitting him again once you respawn. This Sans is VERY aware of your timeline shenanigans and unlike Undertale Sans, he has the motivation to cut your little game short before you can do any real harm

If you're doing a geno run he doesn't even pretend to like you once Pap is out of ear shot. He wants you dead, and the only reason he waits at all when he sees you step out of the Ruins covered in dust is because of how much faith he has in his brother. Surely someone as nice, and confident, and cool and Papyrus could get you to turn your ways around, right? If you were doing a geno run but don't clear out all the monsters before you fight Sans he'll have something to say about it

"Wow, look at you. Honestly, I didn't think it would work, but look at you! You've changed a lot huh? Sure, all that dust won't come out easy, but you haven't added to it since you got here. Want a medal? Look, I still don't trust you, but you've shown me there's at least some part of you that doesn't want to murder anything that moves. So I'll let you pass though to Waterfall, we don't even have to fight. Just hit that Spare button and we walk away like none of this ever happened"

He's true to his word too. You can go on a neutral run from here. But if you take this moment of Mercy to show Sans your true colors, he isn't prepared for it. Your attack hits him hard, bringing him to his knees as he starts to bleed. He laughs, telling you he should have expected as much from you, giving you one last warning to stay the fuck away from his brother before walking off screen. Getting to the tree line before his dust scatters into the snow, only leaving his little blue bandana for Papyrus to find later

[jasper00nb]

hi um i saw you take requests so um could you draw my boy uni(calypso) sans?

ok sooo this is my second official AU called UNICORN TALE. unicorntale is an au that has unicorns in it. the soul colors are unique for every monster and they got theire own unique unicorns. if you want to find a unicorn for yourself youre soul color should be matched with that unicorn. after that you will be able to summon that unicorn or it will come to youre rescue if it senses youre in a danger you cant pull yourself out of.

yaaaaaay finally finished the first design for sans heheheh now i introduce you to my boy.

UNI!SANS

he us not as lazy as original sans. he summons unicorn blasters and sharp bones.

he can use telekinesis but only with his horn on his head. the unicorn blasters can charge up to 77% of energy but still are more destructive then normal gaster blasters. he likes puns very much and he comes with new ones ever second. papyrus likes some of his brother's jokes but not all of them. UNI!SANS is obssesed with ice cream that has cantaloupe flavore. he still have not found his special unicorn yet but he doesnt care if he does or not.

guess its all for him now heheh i had too much fun drawing him...i really love how UNI turned out.

oh and he likes ti be called Uni or Calypso. (sorry i tried to link the description for him but i couldnt place the link so i copy pased the descripstion lol

Oh that sounds awesome!

[ask-potato-sans]

Yay my first post! Ok so this is like a random blog I came up with for no particular reason where you can ask my Lazy Boy questions!

So basically this is an au where Sans needs to touch some grass, or in other words take better care of himself and get some fresh air. You can ask any question you like, I got all day!

🥔💀

I guess I can list a few facts about him if you're willing to listen:

He has never ever left his own house.

Spends hours watching movies and eating snacks on the couch.

Like classic Sans, Papyrus has to constantly remind him to pick up his socks (his shoes too)

Is not a very good speller.

Always wears a teal blue hoodie that he's probably never washed.

He's never taken off his gloves so those are probably dirty too.

Obsessed with cheese puffs

Likes: The human, papyrus, potato chips, ketchup, cheese puffs, not doing anything 24/7, the couch, alternate him's

Dislikes: Working out, leaving the house, chores, watching out for humans, rude people,and online karen's who can't take a joke.

[drabbletale]

Swapcest Pairing Meme

‘There’s no real answer to why they fell in love. To them, it was inevitable. To the world? Well, better not to think of it.’

Based on a genre meme I found in another fandom! I don’t want to link it though, because I KNOW they wouldn’t like to be linked to a blog like this lol....

Just some true-drabbles for swapcest because I miss it and it’s still OTP for me! I’ll be posting them separately too though.

UNDER THE CUT

Angst: (tw: character death)

Empty eye sockets, empty heart, empty hands. There was something so degrading about mourning over dust. Sure, it was simple enough when you knew it was coming, but a shocking death taking someone too young to be taken...

Papyrus felt so empty now. So empty all the time. All he wanted was a hug, but a very specific hug. A hug that was soft on the surface, but solid underneath his clothes. He wanted a hug from his brother. Gods, he had never hugged Sans enough. And now?

And now.

He had a carefully covered bowl of dust. There was no use in hugs with a bowl of dust, no warmth, no love, no... No Sans.

Nearly every monster in the Underground was mourning, sure. But it wasn't like this. They hadn't lost their starlight, their reason for living, their all.

Fuck, all he wanted was a hug.

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AU: (Kitty!Blue)

"i love youuuu~" The teeny skelecat flicked its ear in response to his coo. Papyrus chuckled and reached his hand over the edge of the bed to rub said ear, careful not to tug too hard.

Blue chattered in response, pulling himself up to join Stretch on the bed. It was strange, that he could be so skeleton like and yet...

And yet be something completely different with just a pair of ears and a tail.

Blue collapsed against his chest and he laughed again. "are you hungry then, mr. grumpy? you tellin' me to get my lazy butt out of bed?"

The cat looked up at him with bright blue eyelights, not comprehending the words, but still so very attentive. "don't worry pretty blue, i'll be up in a jiffy." He yawned and stretched his body out, then covered them both up with the blanket. 

Blue closed his eyes, curling closer.

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First Time: (TW: nsfwish, dryhumping)

It was more intense than he had originally suspected it would be. Experience had told him that it was fun, but this was something different.

Sans was back-down on his bed, arms wrapped around Papyrus' neck. He was heavy, made more so by the full ectobody he had summoned and just that thought alone made Sans nearly choke with desire. His brother had his face buried in Sans' neck, breathing deep but quick as he pressed their clothed groins together.

He couldn't hold back and followed suit, summoning his own ectobody to make the grinding softer. "Ah, Papy, slow... Slow down or I'll... I'm gonna... mmhh..." Sans gasped as Papyrus pressed just a bit harder.

When Paps spoke, it almost sounded like he was out of breath, despite his lack of lungs. "sansy, it's ok, just... fuck... its good. please just..."

Sans seemed to understand and pushed back in equal measure.

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Fluff: (tw: skelepreg)

They had been trying for months, to no avail. Papyrus had asked if it had to do with their biological... relationship, but Sans knew better. No, magic didn't work like that. No DNA or chemicals or mutations, at least not in the same way that non-magic beings had them.

Pure magic only took other magic to exist and the fact that they were brothers had nothing to do with struggling to have a baby.

But that concern, that stress of convincing him was over.

Sans straddled Papyrus, naked, full body formed, grinning as it caused his lover to groggily open his eyes.

It took only seconds before Papy noticed the second soul glowing bright in his belly. First shock, then joy, then relief and finally a tear falling down his cheekbone as he pulled Sans, and by extension their unborn child, into a tight hug. "i love you!"

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Soulmate:

It was the day he lost sight in one eye that he finally noticed it. Neat, all lowercase letters, spelling something out at the back of his skull. From the inside!

The indignity of it all! He wondered if his soulmate was going to have to lose one of their eye lights to be able to see it too, or if they wouldn't and would simply never know. Would they believe Sans that they were meant to be together?

It was anxiety inducing to imagine that they would not. Though, there was a solid hint that perhaps it wasn't going to be as complicated as he had initially expected it to be. The word written on him was 'papyrus'. Just... 'papyrus’.

But that wasn't all, no. It was written in the Papyrus font.

So his soulmate was a skeleton!! Sans giggled despite the ache in his eye socket.

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Hurt/Comfort: (Another angsty drabble, hopefully a little better than the last? TW: incest and complicated relations because of it)

"It's been over a year, Papyrus."

He said it as a fact, not meant to be a deterrent. Papyrus flinched at it though and Sans couldn't bear to continue to watch him. Closing his eyes and turning his head he sighed. He pulled the front door open enough for his brother to walk through.

A moment passed and Sans wondered if he had changed his mind, but the steps soon started quietly padding over the carpet. "i guess sorry isn't enough then."

"You have nothing to apologize for."

"i should have left a message or... or just... talked to you."

There was a heaviness between them and Sans ached to pull his brother into a hug, to hold him and kiss his cheekbone...

But that's how they ended up here in the first place. "You had every right to be grossed ou-"

He gasped as he was pulled into a tight hug.

“that wasn’t why i left, i promise.”

Sans didn’t want to move, too afraid of scaring his brother off again. “Ok.”

“i’m serious, it wasn’t that!”

“Ok.” Sans closed his eyes and took in the smell of, what exactly? Campfire? Where had his brother been?

“sans... we had been seen...”

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UST (Unresolved Sexual Tension):

It was already strange enough to meet another skeleton at work when he'd never met any but his father. The whole ordeal was exasperated by the small skeleton's flirtatious nature.

He was sweet, too sweet. Always smiling and friendly and so damned caring. That could have been excused as coworkers turned friends, but...

The touching.

Shoulders brushing when he'd show Papyrus something on the computer. His hand brushing against Papyrus' back as he passed by.

Once during a team meeting, someone had made a joke they probably shouldn't have. Trying to hide his giggle, Sans had turned away from laughter of the group to rest his cheek on and giggle into Papyrus' shoulder.

His soul soared.

The worst of it when Sans would fix the ever-messy collar of Papyrus' work shirt, fingers brushing his neck and just under his jawbone. Those beautiful fingers, those... incredible hands.

If only Sans knew how wild he made Papyrus feel...

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Smut:

"Shh, sweetheart, you're doing great."

Papyrus was breathing heavy, squirming as the fingers inside him pressed deeper. He felt himself clench around them, then let out a shaky whimper. It was already so much and he was ready for so much more. Sans bent forward and kissed his summoned tummy. 

"i want more sans. nhh pluh... please?" He tried not to sound like he was annoyed with how slowly his lover was trying to take it. He had promised to be okay with 'tender' sex for once.

Usually they were ravenous, but Sans was in a more romantic mood and he wanted to... to, what?

Sans chuckled, his deep voice rumbling between them as he leaned down to flick his tongue over Papyrus' clit. He wanted to tease him!

Papyrus couldn't help himself, grabbing the back of Sans' skull and pressing him closer. Sans was more than willing to oblige with another dark chuckle.

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Here’s a secret if you got this far.... For the rare pair post I made, I’ll be doing this meme for the pairings suggested, posting them in a special rare pair week at the end of June.  It’s closed now, because I have enough pairings though. ;)  Hope you got yours in! 

(Theres only one pairing I skipped I believe, because I had no idea who the AU people are. Sorry to that one person, but I’ll be posting it as the asks you sent me with your story!!)

[ashhonestgirl]

Stories & life of an Undertale fangirl

Haunted House UT Bros

* I have no fucking clue what I am or was writing it sound good in my head,but then again. I was trying to making into a audio log between paps and sans please forgive me I was half wake when writing or thinking this love you all ~HonestGirl *

*Paps was walked into a haunted house with Sans. 10 min into the haunted house Sans and him got separated. Paps started to slowly hyperventilate because he was now alone in a big house that was way too creepy for him.*

P: S..Sans?! ... Brother?! ...Where are you?!... This no time to be playing anyone of your games right now!.. *glups* Sans I swear to Asgore.. if your pranking me again your going get it..

*creks*

H..Hello Sans?! Is anyone there? *Paps slowly made his way up the staircase. Holding himself for comfort. When he reached the top of the staircase he hears animal like voice but was only able to make out one word Run. Paps lost his cool.* Neh... Heh...heh... OH MY FUCKING GASTER... SANS PLEASE IF YOU'RE STILL HERE SHOW YOURSELF?! * Paps was practically screaming on top of his lungs (if he had any). He started scanning all the rooms on the second floor looking for his brother. Each room was giving him less and less hope of finding his brother, panicking and worry was growing more and more. Until the last room. There in front of the window was a silhouette of Sans* S..Sans is that you. * Paps was so disbelief that he started crying and ran up to Sans* OH SANS YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW GLAD I AM TO SEE YOU.. *Paps gave Sans a hug until he finds out that Sans's head has roll across the floor* Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! Sans! No brother why! * Paps hold the head of his brother and cries hysterically.... Someone in the other room tho will have to explain*

S: .... *whispers* well shit ... *Hears Paps crying* well we fuck up didn't we honestgirl.

*Time Froze*

Hg: Sorry like I said "I was tired."

S: well you better fix it.

Hg: I will.. Somehow... Um I think I got "a way".. But u still are "the jerk".

S: Are you be serious?

Hg:*nods* sorry ..heh.. *nervously laughs* love u.

S:*grumbles* Fine but this Only time I would do this to Paps. You got it *Sans stares at HG. HG nods head* Good *sigh*

*Time unfroze*

*Sans slowly walks behind Paps* Heh.. I guess I finally got some weight off of my shoulders... Hehe *Sans joke nervously. Paps whip his body around and give Sans a big hug*

P: SANS?!.. *Paps starts to cry in his embrace while Sans hugged and pet him on the back of the skull. Pap whisper* I thought you were dead. What happened to you?

S:*Sans look down in shame then look at Paps.* Well... You see bro.. I... wasn't really far away and I want to test your skills in ... Your royal guard training and.. *Sans was cut off by paps*

P: YOU DID WHAT ?!?! NOW?!?!

S: *Sans was shock and a little nervous. He know his brother won't hurt him. But the tone in his voice told him other wise. Sans slowy back away from Paps incase he need to escape fast* Paps... let me explain.. This was test to be always on your guard no matter what and no matter where.

P: SANS YOU COULD HAD WARN ME ABOUT IT BE A TEST! INSTEAD OF GIVING ME A HEART ATTACK!

S: we don't have hearts,we are skeletons. And plus it was a surprise test. *try to stay calm*

P:OH MY FUCKING GASTER... SANS I SWEAR. *Paps was lossing his patients and and took a deep breath* Sans I don't know what I would do if I lost you. I was worried sick. Please brother don't ever do that to me again ok. *a tear fell down Paps face* I care about you a lot. *Sans walk over to Paps and hugs him*

S: I love u bro

P: I love u too

S: let's go home *out stretch his arm and helps papyrus get out of the haunted house. To get a well needed Nice Cream*

⭐Bone-us⭐

hg: How did I do Sans?

S: Not bad ... For your first time.

Hg: Wait.. You mean I can stay and do more with you guys?

S:... *sigh* Yes as long as you don't mess it up a screw with us.

Hg: *fangirls* thank you Sans!

S: I will be also be inviting the other to be join us.

Hg: *whispers* shit

S: You wanted to start a book with at least four different au right?? ..*look at honestgirl*

Hg:*feels dizzy* Yea?.. Sans but do you know how hard is it to write each every day and I don't remember how you guys blend together *Cough* imadirtysinnerandforgot *Cough* I need time.

S:*stares at HG hard* I'm going to say this once and once only if this turn into a place a sin you know what you have to do. But try to keep it family friendly for a little bit then turn on the mature rating ok. And plus HG i know how you don't hide the sin about us *winks*

Hg:*Gulps* Ok Sans so.. who's going to join us.

S: Underfell bro, underswap bro, and swapfell bro

Hg: Blue?! Coming?! Omg?! ... *Hg fangirls. Sans stares at HG with worry. Hg coughs and tries to play cool *... Sorry I'll behave and give them stories that would be respectful for their world and their creator.

S:... *sigh* Good now it's time for you to get some rest. What time is it for you?

Hg: late o' clock ...hehe *Sans gives Hg a serious* ... It's 1:37am here.

S: Go to bed your an adult and have things to do

Hg:... So

S: Ash

Hg: *sighs* Fine...*smilies* Night everyone get back too you all with a story real soon love you all ash~ out ❤✌*

[icedinsomnia]

UnderTime Part 1

“It’s beautiful… isn’t it?” Sans smiled to himself as he starred at the emptiness stretched out before him. No one else around him, accept for-

“It is indeed, man I missed nights like this.” Papyrus appeared in a ghostly form beside Sans.

“If only everyone else could have seen this…” Sans mumbled. Papyrus sighed.

“Do not fret brother! I am sure they are fine! Wherever they are…” Sans had not told Papyrus that he’s dead, or that everyone else in their world was dead... and that... he was responsible for their deaths.

 TWO MONTHS EARLIER

Sans, one of the keepers of time, was on his way to the town hall. The meeting place of the keepers. He opened the large gold doors to see the meeting has started.

“It’s about time!” Undyne snapped, Sans laughed.

“Good one Future!” Undyne realized the joke she made and fell into silent fury.

‘Undyne was the keeper of the future. Alphys, who sat next to her, was the keeper of change. Papyrus, who was currently being noogied by Undyne, is the keeper of Time. Toriel was the keeper of the present and Asgore was the keeper of the past. As for me, I am special. I am no ordinary keeper, I am a time traveler. I go to other universes to be sure that nothing has strayed from its designated course if Time.’ Frisk pulled on Sans’ coat, happy to see him.

“Hey kiddo, how you doin?”  Sans smiled. Frisk has the power of the Hourglass, a special power to freeze or reverse time. Since Frisk is still a kid, they can’t become a keeper yet. Frisk pulled Sans to the rounded table and sat next to him, Papyrus sitting on his other side.

“Now, to discuss the matters of the Deifiers…” Everyone tensed up.

‘The deifiers were the ones to cause paradoxes and anomalies throughout the multiverse. Their leader, Gaster, had once been a keeper. But ever since the day of the accident… he had become twisted and distorted. Gaster’s power over paradoxes is what makes him so dangerous. His second in command, and sibling to Frisk, Chara kills anything in their path and does it in a way that is considered irreversible. That is until the keepers had Frisk initiated into the ranks. Chara had the Black Hole ability, it is a power that destroys anything in its way. No matter how powerful.’

“The Deifiers are moving quicker than anticipated, destroying timelines at a pace we cannot keep up with. They have killed so many… even our own sentries.” Asgore spoke evenly.

“Wait! They took the dogs out?! Dogamy and Dogressa?! Lesser and Greater dog?!” Undyne stood up in her fury.

“Yes, they have been killed by Chara, we are not sure if they suffered… but we can only hope it was a painless death…” Toriel looked down, Frisk patting her arm in reassurance.

“Why haven’t we done something about them?” Papyrus asked.

“W…we’ve tried all we could P… Papyrus. B…but we c…can’t predict their m…movements.” Alphys replied. Papyrus slumped back in his chair, defeated.

“Let me go and try to clean their mess up.” Sans spoke up.

“Y…you may be a p…powerful keeper Sans b…but your HP is t…the lowest in the multiverse! N…not to mention-“Alphys was interrupted by Sans.

“I will be fine, I may not have a lot of HP but my attack and defense are the highest in the known multiverse. Toriel, Asgore, please, as the Time Traveler, let me try to slow them down. At least to buy us time to make a plan.” Everyone fell silent.

“Alright Sans, you may go. But if you see Chara or Gaster then return home immediately!” Toriel smiled at Sans. She believed in him. They all did. I did, I do.

“Ok Tori, don’t worry. I won’t engage in any combat.” Sans smiled.

“I…I think Chara I…is headed to Horrortale. S…so please be c…careful!” Alphys pleaded. Sans nodded. Out of all the worlds he’s been to… Horrortale was his least favorite so far, I guess it was the way his alternate self treated Frisk or… the fact that it shows how monstrous he could actually be.

 Sans stepped out of a galaxy swirled portal and into the world of Horrortale. The aura of this world always gave Sans the chills, chilled to the bone, heh. ‘With the addition to my power of Time Travel I also had the gift to see auras, whether it be from a monster or human or a world in general. It isn’t the color of an aura that matters to me but the tone of the color.’ Sans has met others with auras in all shades of colors, light colors usually meaning that they gained some sort of LOVE along the way, and darker colors indicated their gain of love instead of LOVE. ‘It proved useful over the years as a keeper and as a citizen to his home Undertime.’ The only annoying thing about it is that he has told no one about his special gift, not even Papyrus knows, with his deep blue aura, precious bean. Sans sighed and pulled his hood over his head and started his walk along the tree line, taking glances at every shadow in attack distance. Sans chuckled half-heartedly in a quick thought of his first trip to Horrortale. He had met the protector of AU’s that day, Ink Sans, during his first stint time traveling as a keeper in Horrortale and has always wondered… ‘if Ink is the protector of AU’s… then why isn’t he helping to stop Chara and Gaster? When I first saw Ink’s aura it had alarmed me at first, but… Ink has always been a mysterious entity to the keepers, along with the destroyer of worlds Error Sans.’ But Asgore made it clear that the keepers not interact with them unless they interact first. Sans has always found this suspicious but would never disobey their leaders’ orders. Sans shrugged off the thought and continued forward. But the more he wandered into this murderous world the less he saw of anything strange, well for Horrortale that is.

“Was Alphys wrong?” Sans mumbled out loud. But out of the corner of his eye he saw a glance of a childish figure, a very familiar childish figure.

“Chara…” Sans walked into the light, and so did the entity Chara. Even though Chara took a child’s form… well, ‘Chara was far from human.’

“Hello comedian, long time no see. How is my darling Frisk doing nowadays?” Chara’s blackened eyes and wicked smile sent chills going down Sans’s back.

“What are you doing here Chara. What do you have to gain from corrupting a Horrortale timeline?! It makes no sense!” Sans knew Chara and how they did things. ‘And Chara always had a reason for corrupting or destroying a timeline, but Horrortale? There was no significance to destroying a world like this, no gain for them or anything. So…why…’

“Heh, good question. I had the same one when Gaster sent me here to keep you occupied…”a silence erupted between them.

“Wait… Gaster sent you here… to keep me occupied? What you he possibly do in that short-“ Sans stopped mid-sentence and realized exactly what their gain was.

“No…NO, NO, NO!” Sans opened a portal back to his home Undertime. And Chara watched him go, an empty expression on their face.

“Sorry comedian… they made us do it…” Chara said quietly to the silence that surrounded them.

[iced-insomnia]

Undertime Written Story

“It’s beautiful… Isn’t it?” Sans smiled to himself as he starred at the emptiness stretched out before him. No one else around him, accept for-

“It is indeed, man I missed nights like this.” Papyrus appeared in a ghostly form beside Sans.

“If only everyone else could have seen this…” Sans mumbled. Papyrus sighed.

“Do not fret brother! I am sure they are fine! Wherever they are…” Sans had not told Papyrus that he’s dead, or that everyone else in their world was dead... and that... he was responsible for their deaths.

 TWO MONTHS EARLIER

Sans, one of the keepers of time, was on his way to the town hall. The meeting place of the keepers. He opened the large gold doors to see the meeting has started.

“It’s about time!” Undyne snapped, Sans laughed.

“Good one Future!” Undyne realized the joke she made and fell into silent fury.

‘Undyne was the keeper of the future. Alphys, who sat next to her, was the keeper of change. Papyrus, who was currently being noogied by Undyne, is the keeper of Time. Toriel was the keeper of the present and Asgore was the keeper of the past. As for me, I am special. I am no ordinary keeper, I am a time traveler. I go to other universes to be sure that nothing has strayed from its designated course if Time.’ Frisk pulled on Sans’ coat, happy to see him.

“Hey kiddo, how you doin?”  Sans smiled. Frisk has the power of the Hourglass, a special power to freeze or reverse time. Since Frisk is still a kid, they can’t become a keeper yet. Frisk pulled Sans to the rounded table and sat next to him, Papyrus sitting on his other side.

“Now, to discuss the matters of the Deifiers…” Everyone tensed up.

‘The deifiers were the ones to cause paradoxes and anomalies throughout the multiverse. Their leader, Gaster, had once been a keeper. But ever since the day of the accident… he had become twisted and distorted. Gaster’s power over paradoxes is what makes him so dangerous. His second in command, and sibling to Frisk, Chara kills anything in their path and does it in a way that is considered irreversible. That is until the keepers had Frisk initiated into the ranks. Chara had the Black Hole ability, it is a power that destroys anything in its way. No matter how powerful.’

“The Deifiers are moving quicker than anticipated, destroying timelines at a pace we cannot keep up with. They have killed so many… even our own sentries.” Asgore spoke evenly.

“Wait! They took the dogs out?! Dogamy and Dogressa?! Lesser and Greater dog?!” Undyne stood up in her fury.

“Yes, they have been killed by Chara, we are not sure if they suffered… but we can only hope it was a painless death…” Toriel looked down, Frisk patting her arm in reassurance.

“Why haven’t we done something about them?” Papyrus asked.

“W…we’ve tried all we could P… Papyrus. B…but we c…can’t predict their m…movements.” Alphys replied. Papyrus slumped back in his chair, defeated.

“Let me go and try to clean their mess up.” Sans spoke up.

“Y…you may be a p…powerful keeper Sans b…but your HP is t…the lowest in the multiverse! N…not to mention-“Alphys was interrupted by Sans.

“I will be fine, I may not have a lot of HP but my attack and defense are the highest in the known multiverse. Toriel, Asgore, please, as the Time Traveler, let me try to slow them down. At least to buy us time to make a plan.” Everyone fell silent.

“Alright Sans, you may go. But if you see Chara or Gaster then return home immediately!” Toriel smiled at Sans. She believed in him. They all did. I did, I do.

“Ok Tori, don’t worry. I won’t engage in any combat.” Sans smiled.

“I…I think Chara I…is headed to Horrortale. S…so please be c…careful!” Alphys pleaded. Sans nodded. Out of all the worlds he’s been to… Horrortale was his least favorite so far, I guess it was the way his alternate self treated Frisk or… the fact that it shows how monstrous he could actually be.

 Sans stepped out of a galaxy swirled portal and into the world of Horrortale. The aura of this world always gave Sans the chills, chilled to the bone, heh. ‘With the addition to my power of Time Travel I also had the gift to see auras, whether it be from a monster or human or a world in general. It isn’t the color of an aura that matters to me but the tone of the color.’ Sans has met others with auras in all shades of colors, light colors usually meaning that they gained some sort of LOVE along the way, and darker colors indicated their gain of love instead of LOVE. ‘It proved useful over the years as a keeper and as a citizen to his home Undertime.’ The only annoying thing about it is that he has told no one about his special gift, not even Papyrus knows, with his deep blue aura, precious bean. Sans sighed and pulled his hood over his head and started his walk along the tree line, taking glances at every shadow in attack distance. Sans chuckled half-heartedly in a quick thought of his first trip to Horrortale. He had met the protector of AU’s that day, Ink Sans, during his first stint time traveling as a keeper in Horrortale and has always wondered… ‘if Ink is the protector of AU’s… then why isn’t he helping to stop Chara and Gaster? When I first saw Ink’s aura it had alarmed me at first, but… Ink has always been a mysterious entity to the keepers, along with the destroyer of worlds Error Sans.’ But Asgore made it clear that the keepers not interact with them unless they interact first. Sans has always found this suspicious but would never disobey their leaders’ orders. Sans shrugged off the thought and continued forward. But the more he wandered into this murderous world the less he saw of anything strange, well for Horrortale that is.

“Was Alphys wrong?” Sans mumbled out loud. But out of the corner of his eye he saw a glance of a childish figure, a very familiar childish figure.

“Chara…” Sans walked into the light, and so did the entity Chara. Even though Chara took a child’s form… well, ‘Chara was far from human.’

“Hello comedian, long time no see. How is my darling Frisk doing nowadays?” Chara’s blackened eyes and wicked smile sent chills going down Sans’s back.

“What are you doing here Chara. What do you have to gain from corrupting a Horrortale timeline?! It makes no sense!” Sans knew Chara and how they did things. ‘And Chara always had a reason for corrupting or destroying a timeline, but Horrortale? There was no significance to destroying a world like this, no gain for them or anything. So…why…’

“Heh, good question. I had the same one when Gaster sent me here to keep you occupied…”a silence erupted between them.

“Wait… Gaster sent you here… to keep me occupied? What you he possibly do in that short-“ Sans stopped mid-sentence and realized exactly what their gain was.

“No…NO, NO, NO!” Sans opened a portal back to his home Undertime. And Chara watched him go, an empty expression on their face.

“Sorry comedian… they made us do it…” Chara said quietly to the silence that surrounded them.

Sans appeared back in his home Undertime… only… to return to… oh god no…

“I appeared… to see my world destroyed and everyone I love turned to dust… is that what you were trying to say?” Sans kept his gaze on the chaos and wait a minute! You can hear me?!

“Um… yeah? I thought everyone and was ignoring you, heh.” Sans smiled sadly, trying to make a joke at the worst moment because it is the only way for him to cover up how he really feels on the inside.

“Hey would you stop! You don’t need to broadcast my life to the multiverse ya know!” Sans crosses his arms. And yes I do, well… kind of? You aren’t supposed to be able to hear me… so why… can you?

“Beats me kid… but if you’ll excuse me, I have to see if anyone survived this mess…” Sans wait! Let me do it! I’ll look for you and let you know, I know you’ve seen enough for this to bring back bad memories… so just relax, I got this!

“Oh… um… thanks kid, heh, you… really do know me… don’t ya?” Sans sat down, and yes I do Sans, yes I do. Alrighty let’s see. Um, the town hall is smashed to bits… but I don’t see any dust… actually I don’t see any dust at all… almost like they all just… disappeared? Do you see any auras where you are Sans?

“Nope, none at all. And you don’t see any dust so that means they aren’t dead. That’s good.” Well it is good yes but we have another problem here!

“Yeah, the problem of where they all went… only keepers can open portals to other worlds and I know for a fact that they didn’t have enough reaction time to evacuate everyone… so…” where could they have gone? I don’t know if you heard Chara before you left Horrortale but they said “sorry comedian… they made us do it…”

“Heh, you sounded like Chara for a second there and I actually thought it was them.” Hehehe. I just replayed the last line I heard from Chara. So this raises the question, what did Chara mean by “they”?

“Yeah… the only one I can think of who would do something like this would be either another Sans, like Error Sans, or…” Sans? You’ve gone quiet… is something wrong?

“Where are you right now?” I am everywhere and nowhere, I am a part of the void, a part of you, apart of everything in a sense. Even though I have no physical form I try to interact with everyone as much as I can. Why you asking?

“N…No reason…sorry.” Silence fills the air…

“You know it’s not silent when you’re talking right?” Well I’ve been narrating all of your lives for so long… I guess it’s become a habit… sorry…

“It’s fine… so, what do we do now?” My guess is we go and try to find Chara, they may have a clue as to where everyone went.

“Ok, but where should we look? Chara could be anywhere… or with Gaster…” Oh they are in Limbo, you know, the world between the living and the dead? The place where lost souls live? By looking at your expression I can make a guess and say that this is the first time you’ve heard of it.

“Yeah, I have never heard of Limbo until now… and how do you know of it?” Sans I have been here so long that this kind of stuff is basic for me. I could explain the concepts and logistics of how I’m going to be able to take you to Limbo, but that seems to be a little too complicated for you right now so I’m just going to go ahead and to it ok? Ok, let’s go!

 We appeared in a land of shadows and death, even the flora was dead.

“HOW THE HELL?!” I told you, complicated explanation. But you’re smart. I’m sure you’ll be able to put two and two together… you can’t see it but I’m smiling.

“O…ok… any more surprises kid?” um, no not that I can think of… we just have to follow this path until we reach the lake of drowned souls.

“Oh… how delightful…” after the commentary we moved forward! Keeping to the middle of the path and out of the reach of any lost, damned soul.

“So kid, you never told me your name. You know all this stuff about me, but I know little to nothing about you.” You… want to know more about me?

“Yeah, we are together in this, and I’d like to know more about you.” O…Oh! Ok! Um, let’s see, where to start… I have always been like this as far as I can remember. I have no family that I can remember. And the day Undertime was created, was the happiest day of my existence! Even though I never talked to any of you, I learned and saw so much! I saw you and Papy as children and the accident and when Frisk was found, and… I saw your relationships and the bonds you shared with each other… and I had always wished… that I could be a part of it…

“Damn… I’m so sorry kid… I wish I had known… but you still didn’t answer one of my questions.” I didn’t?

“I had asked what your name was…” Oh, right… well, the spirits here call me Esme. I don’t know why but I’ve grown to like it.

“Okay, thank you Esme for telling me more about you.” O…of course! Smiles.

“What?” you can’t see my facial expressions so I’m just going to tell you.

“Oh ok.” We are almost there, just beyond those few trees.

“Ok, wait… there’s someone there…” can you see who it is?

“No, they’re too far away… Esme, can you-” Already on it! Let’s see… ok, I can kind of make out their figure… it’s not Gaster, I see Chara, they’re… talking to someone…

“Can you see who it is?” Almost, the shadows are covering his face, wait I think it’s…

“Esme?”

“Esme what’s wrong?”

“Esme? Are you there?”

“Shit, shit, shit!”

“ESME!”

“Calm down Sans, she will return momentarily.”

“That voice… ASGORE?!”

“Howdy Sans, it is nice to see you again.”

“What did you do with Esme?!”

“Oh you mean the spirit girl? Well I didn’t do much. I assume she will tell you when she returns. At least it is peaceful without her chatter.”

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?! AND WITH CHARA! AND WHAT HAPPENED TO EVERYBODY!”

“Calm yourself Sans, or else.”

“Or else what!”

“You will never see Papyrus again.”

“… What did you do to him…”

“Well you see Sans, Me and Gaster took everyone and banished their souls in the void where your so called Esme is. It is remarkable that she is able to communicate with you from there… anyway, I still have your brother’s soul intact. And I will give it to you if you do something for me.”

“What do you want?”

“I want you to leave this place and forget all you saw here, forget it all and live happily with your brother and that damned spirit.”

“…I…” Sans! Don’t speak! Asgore can’t hear me. Listen to me, he won’t give you Papy back, he will kill you any moment now! But he did speak truth, everyone is here in the void accept Papyrus. ‘So what do we do Esme?’ I’m thinking, I’m thinking!

“You have been quiet Sans.” Asgore approaches slowly, Sans do you see that! ‘See what?’ The glowing vile around his neck! I think that’s Papy’s soul! ‘Are you sure?’ No, but if it is, then you should be able to use your blue magic to grab it right? ‘Right!’

“Sans, please be reasonable. At least you will have your brother.” Asgore loomed over Sans, his bright white soul resonating in this dark abyss, wait if you can see auras then why didn’t you realize Asgore was a bad guy?! I mean he has a PURE WHITE SOUL! ‘I noticed! I just didn’t say anything for one because I wanted to believe he was good at heart… and two, because then it would be dangerous for me.’ Fair enough I guess, but with your main character powers you wouldn’t have anything to worry about. ‘What?’ What what? ‘I…never mind.’

“Sans, please consider my offer, when have I ever led you astray?” Asgore approaches at a calm pace. Sans I have a plan but you need to trust me alright? ‘…Ok Esme… I trust you. What’s your plan?’ So all I need you to do is get Papy’s soul, can you do that? ‘Uh, yeah I can do that. But Asgore-‘Let me worry about Asgore. Just get Papy outta here. ‘…Ok…’

“Sans, I am growing impatient. This is your last chance to live peacefully with your brother. Isn’t that what you want?” Sans quickly uses his blue magic to grab Papyrus’s soul and runs full speed down the beaten path.

“SANS!!” Asgore is about to chase after him… but… I INTERVENED. ASGORE CAN FEEL HIS SINS CRAWLING ON HIS BACK. HE CAN FEEL THE DARKNESS TRYING TO SWALLOW HIM WHOLE. HE CAN FEEL MY PRESENCE. HE GROWS TERRIFIED. HE TRIES TO CALL FOR HELP, BUT NO WORDS ESCAPE HIS MOUTH. HE LOOKS AROUND CONFUSED AND SCARED. HEH, HE CAN FINALLY HEAR ME. ASGORE, THE WRETCHED KING WHO SACRIFICED HIS KINGDOM TO THE VOID FOR POWER. I AM ESME, GODDESS OF DEATH AND JUDGEMENT. OR AS YOU MAY BE FAMILIAR WITH IN YOUR FOLK TALES, THE GRIMM REAPER. I AM HERE TO INACT JUDGEMENT UPON YOUR TWISTED SOUL. AND BY THE LOOKS OF IT, YOU HAVEN’T BEEN TO KIND TO YOUR KINGDOM… HAVE YOU? CAN’T SPEAK? OR TO AFRAID TO? NO MATTER. ASGORE DREEMUR, I HEAR BY DECLARE THAT YOUR SOUL SHALL BE DAMNED TO THE GATES OF HELL FOR ALL ETERNITY. I’LL BE SURE THAT MY BROTHER TAKE ESPECIALLY GOOD CARE OF YOU ASGORE. DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING YOU WOULD LIKE TO SAY? … BUT HE SAID NOTHING. AND SO I OPENED A PORTAL TO MY BROTHERS DOMAIN AND CASTED ASGORE INTO IT. THERE HE SHALL PAY RETROBUTION FOR HIS TRANSGRESSIONS. I SMILE AT THE THOUGHT OF ASGORE BURNING IN HELL, BUT THEN… I THINK OF SANS AND PAPYRUS…And… I get the thought… Sans can you hear me?

“Yeah Esme I can hear you…” how… much did you hear?

“Not much, it just sounded like a bunch of gargled nonsense to me. Why? Did something happen?” Oh, not much, I took care of Asgore so he won’t be a bother to us anymore.

“Oh, that was fast… how did you do it?” I…its best you don’t know right now… anyway I think I know a way to get Papy back to normal.

“That’s great!” Yeah… but I have to warn you… he can be… assertive…

“He?” Yes… my elder brother Aijaz, is what your people would refer to as God, or the minder of pure souls… his twin, Hashim, is what your people call the Devil. He is the warden of corrupt souls.

“… so… if your brothers are God and Devil… what does that make you?” Me? Well… I am a Grimm Reaper… the ones who exiles souls to the proper realm, heaven or hell.

“That… was so brutally honest that I’m not sure what to say…” I know I should have told you sooner… but… I wasn’t sure how you’d react… please forgive me…

“I…I…If you can save Papyrus, then I will consider it…” Ok… then let’s go see my brother…

AIJAZ’S REALM OF HEAVEN

We’re here…

“Finally…” Aijaz’s realm is as your people pictured it with the godly feel to it, where everything is happy and tranquil.

“Who the hell are you talking to?” Oh just the ones reading this- um… never mind… forget I said that… so we just have to wait a minute… a massive figure stepped into view, his golden hair and eyes sparkling in the endless sun.

“AH DEAR SISTER, WHAT A PLESANT SURPRISE, AND WHO IS THIS?” Oh this is Undertime Sans, and that vile he’s holding… is his brother’s soul…

“I SEE, SO YOU WISH FOR ME TO BRING HIM BACK, IS THAT CORRECT?”

“Y…Yes, please Aijaz, he’s all I have left…” Sans…

“… Very well. But I shall warn you, I cannot bring him back fully. He will have an astral figure and will need to be by your side as to not lose his way as a lost soul. Do you understand?”

“I…I understand.” Sans handed the vile with Papy’s soul to my brother. A moment passed, then the vile started to glow brightly. Aijaz placed the vile on the ground and astral Papyrus appeared seemingly out of thin air. Sans approached Papyrus overjoyed… but stopped suddenly, his smile disappearing.

“This isn’t right…” Sans… what do you mean… of course it’s right…EVERYTHING is right…

“No… no this is too easy, to perfect of an ending…” …Sans…

“And… on top of that… Asgore never had a pure white soul before! This… isn’t real! It can’t be! It’s some sort of trap!” OH SANS… IF ONLY YOU HAD ACCEPTED MY OFFER AT A BETTER LIFE, THEN YOU AND PAPY WOULD HAVE BEEN HAPPY… LIVING WITHOUT FEAR EVER AGAIN…

“W…what are you?!” OH SANSY, I AM NO ONE SPECIAL… I AM WHAT I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN… THE RINGMASTER OF THIS LITTLE GAME WE’VE BEEN PLAYING…

“E…Esme… you… you…”I KNOW YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND SANSY, BUT I’M DOING THIS FOR YOUR OWN GOOD, EVERYONE WAS JUST GETTING IN THE WAY OF YOUR TRUE POTENTIAL… I FADE THIS ONCE PEACEFUL PLACE INTO ONE OF PURE DARKNESS…

“ESME! THIS ISN’T YOU! THIS ISN’T THE GIRL WHO’S BEEN HELPING ME THIS WHOLE TIME! ESME TALK TO ME!” SHUT UP! THE GIRL YOU KNEW DIED A VERY LONG TIME AGO! AND AT YOUR OWN HANDS AT THAT! OH… DO YOU NOT REMEMBER…ANOMALY…?

“W…what… n…no…Esme… was… that girl who appeared in Undertime five years ago…t…the one that I… had to…oh stars no…no…no…no…” QUIT YOUR CRYING SANSY, HER SOUL IS BEING PUT TO GOOD USE AS MY LIFE SUPPORT FOR NOW. SO AT LEAST SHE ISN’T COMPLETELY USELESS.

“YOU MONSTER!” CALL ME WHAT YOU LIKE, I AM UNFAZED. BUT IF YOU WANT…I CAN MAKE A DEAL WITH YOU…

“What…kind of deal?” HAHAHAHA! IT’S NOT MUCH REALLY. I WILL LET YOU KEEP PAPYRUS AND I WILL RELEASE ESME FROM HER ETERNAL SERVATUDE IF…

“If…?” IF YOU GIVE ME YOUR SOUL!

“…If I give you my soul…you will leave Papyrus and Esme alone…” I PROMISE SANS. Hehehe.

“…Alright… I’ll do it…” WONDERFUL! NOW I SHALL WARN YOU, THIS WILL HURT A LOT. SANS’S SOUL WAS EASY TO RIP OUT AND MAKE MY OWN, HIS CRIES AND WAILS ECHOING THROUGH THE VOID. HE DIDN’T MOVE FOR A FEW MOMENTS AND AT FIRST I WAS WORRIED THAT I KILLED A VALUBLE PAWN… BUT, HE GOT BACK ON HIS FEET. HIS EYES THAT WERE ONCE FULL OF LIFE WERE WASHED AWAY, REPLACED WITH AN EMPTINESS EQUAL TO THE ONE HERE IN THE VOID.

“What… did you… do to me…?” OH NOT MUCH, I JUST MADE YOU MY SLAVE FOR ALL ETERNITY. IT REALLY ISN’T THAT BAD. YOUR BROTHER IS STILL WITH YOU, YOU DON’T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT DYING OF OLD AGE. IT’S GREAT. ALL YOU HAVE TO DO… IS SERVE ME.

“WAIT! WHAT ABOUT ESME?! YOU PROMISED SHE’D BE SET FREE!” HEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HOW STUPID CAN YOU GET?! DON’T YOU SEE?! I AM ESME!

“N…no… Esme… why…” BECAUSE! I AM SICK AND TIRED OF LOOKING AT ALL THESE HAPPY ENDINGS! IT’S NOT FAIR! WHY CAN’T I GET A HAPPY ENDING LIKE EVERYONE ELSE! SO THAT’S WHEN I RELISED THAT IF I CANT HAVE A HAPPY ENDING…NO ONE CAN! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHA!!

“Esme…” ENOUGH TALK! IT’S TIME FOR YOUR FIRST TASK, MY PUPPET. I WANT YOU… TO DESTROY THE VERY HOME YOU LOVE!

“What! I’m not doing that!” YOU DON’T HAVE A CHOICE IN THE MATTER! With ease I manipulated Sans, his dead eyes showing no resistance, into opening a portal to Undertime, before it was wiped out. The minute he got there he started his execution. The ashes of his friends and family burning away with the rest of Undertime. And the second my Sans returned from his chaos bringing was the same second past Sans came back from Horrortale. Sans knelt before me with a soulless expression, hah, Gaster and Chara arriving shortly after him.

“The bait has been set mistress... we advance on your orders...” VERY GOOD GASTER. NOW ALL WE HAVE TO DO IS WAIT UNTIL HE GETS HERE…

[trifoliate-undergrowth]

Crisco 129: Dystopian Sansby Dream AU-pt 6

Papyrus fell asleep with his head on the kitchen table. Grillbz picked him up to carry him upstairs and he cringed and whined, then wrapped his arms about Grillbz’ neck.

Grillbz stood outside in the hall with his arms crossed while Sans helped Papyrus change into an old set of pajamas. Sans laughed. “Geez bro, you have grown.” Papyrus had said it was alright for him to spend the night. Someone would be there to pick him up in the morning. Papyrus asked something, and Sans said “I’ll be back, just wanna say g’night to Grillb.” The door swung open. Sans looked up at him. After considering for a moment Grillbz picked him up, swung him across the hallway into his room and stood him on the side of his bed. Sans raised his brow ridges. “Slow down hot stuff, you haven’t even seduced me yet.” “He’s staying?” “Yes.” “Good.” “Good?” “I agree.” “Yeah. Good. I was worried you uh… I dunno, you looked worried earlier.” “I am. Sans, remember something for me.” “Kay?” “He’ll always be your brother, but he’s not the same person he was when he left here.” Sans forced himself to absorb this and nodded. “Yeah I know. Thanks.” “I don’t understand why you’re thanking me, but you’re welcome.” He kissed Sans on the nasal bone and lifted him onto the floor. “See you in the morning.”

In the morning when Sans slid out of bed Papyrus was instantly awake. “WHAt timE Is iT?” “Early, I just need to do some prep. Go back to sleep.” “IN youR pAjAmaS?” “Huh? Yeah, why’d I get dressed any sooner than I have to? Heh.” “BROTher you arE inSufFeraBlE.”

Sans went downstairs to the kitchen before teleporting, just in case Papyrus was listening to his footsteps. This was part of his morning ritual now, he reflected darkly.

Starting up went smoothly. The old lady asked about his ‘Lovely Warm Friend.’ He gave a brief answer and she immediately shot back

>What’s wrong?

>nothin >I do have something else to tell you though.

>Well, don’t leave me in suspense.

>my brother’s back.

>Oh! That’s wonderful, is he alright?

>I can’t tell. yes? he’s the same guy.

>No he isn’t. Nobody is ever always the same. >Excuse the grammar, that was a bit off.

>he’s in the guard so that’s a thing now.

>Oh God. >Has he talked much?

>no. not yet. he was tired.

>Keep an eye on him and tell me what he sounds like, will you?

>his voice seems different.

>That makes sense.

Sans started to type, pulled his hands back and ran his fingers through each other, then bit one knuckle reflectively.

>do you know what they did to him?

>Obviously I wasn’t there, but I would guess they gave him the usual treatment. He’ll be a mess, he’s had all his thoughts ripped out and fed back to him with the Confederation stamp on them. Be gentle with him, OK? But don’t trust him, not until you’re absolutely certain. Different people take it different ways and there’s no way to know, absolutely no way, until it happens.

>thanks.

>Oh dear look at that I’ve blabbed for too long, play the music! >From what you’ve told me he’s a strong boy. I’m sure he’ll be alright eventually. Just don’t rush him, and don’t do anything foolish.

>aye-aye. music is go.

Sans listened for the day’s song, still flexing his fingers tensely. When the music started, the first few notes were so soft that he almost didn’t notice them. It was piano music, a haunting, sleepy tune that rose and fell in gentle waves like the waves on a pond. Sans smiled and leaned back in his chair.

>Debussy, Reverie. Tell me how your friend likes it.

>will do, thanks so much. It’s pretty.

Sans wasn’t sure where to teleport. Papyrus might still be in his room. If he’d left, where might he be? After a moment of consideration, Sans came to a decision, closed his eyes, and teleported into Grillbz’ room. It was very quiet. He opened his eyes. He peeked into the hallway and found his room door neatly closed. Voices came from the direction of the kitchen. Sans started down the stairs and then ran back, realizing he hadn’t changed. So Papyrus was with Grillbz—oh. He’d missed the broadcast. Sans brushed aside his sadness and changed as quickly as he could.

“SANS!” said Papyrus as soon as he walked into the kitchen. He looked like he hadn’t slept well, Sans thought. “Mornin’ bro. S’good to see you.” “GrillbZ toLD me I shoUlD Stay wiTh You?” “Were you planning on leaving? I mean, I won’t stop you if you want to, but I’d rather you not. You just got back.” “welL AlrighT. I, I gueSs It’s oK? i’ll neEd to ChEck.” “Naturally,” said Grillbz, beginning to flip a row of eggs. “How many for you, Sans?” “Two.” “Boring.” Grillbz finished flipping the eggs, and reached for two more. “He eaTs too much,” remarked Papyrus, then flinched. “I’M sorRY! I MeAN I Don’T CAre, iT doESn’T mATTeR?” Grillbz laughed and shrugged. “I mean you’re not wrong.”

There was a brisk and unnecessarily loud knock on their door while they were cleaning up from breakfast. It was Undyne, and Sans was instantly relieved. He didn’t know her very well, but he’d heard good things. She was a Captain, the highest-ranking Monster in the Guard, and she was obsessed with ‘order,’ constantly saying that things would be better for everyone if the humans and monsters could just cooperate. She seemed to believe it too. Possibly a bit insane, but it wasn’t a bad kind. She held her monsters to a high standard but as long as they lived up to it she didn’t abuse them. She talked with them briefly, and brushed off Papyrus’ questions about staying with Sans and Grillbz with a “yeah I kinda figured.” “So it’S oKAy?” “Yep. Come along, kid.”

They watched the two of them leave, Papyrus trotting at Undyne’s heels, occasionally looking back at them. Grillbz rested a hand on Sans’ shoulder, pulling him close. “I missed the broadcast,” he said regretfully.   “Heh.” “...I didn’t tell him.” “I know. I never meant to.” “No, not about that, about us.” “What about—oh. Oh geez. Oh yeah. I should probably tell him.” “You’ll do it?” “Yeah I should, heh, I’m his brother. Oh man. What do I say?” “Hm. ‘Hey, Papyrus, your two favorite people fell in love while you were gone.’?” “...I don’t know if I can say that.” “Why not?” Sans looked up at him and grinned. “Eh don’t get me wrong egg-warmer, I’m not ashamed of you, I just.. dunno how to explain that to Papyrus.” “He’s not a child, Sans.” “I know! I just can’t imagine looking him in the face and aaagh. Telling him. It’s not something I’ve done before. Give me a couple days to get used to it, I’m still adjusting to him being back, and now I have to think of what to say.” Grillbz kneaded his shoulder, smiling. “Alright.”  His smile darkened. “...you may have a point, it might upset him to find out too quickly. He needs to feel comfortable first.” “So no smoochies in front of the lil bro.” “...I would assume not? Why, were you planning on it?” “Not particularly, no, but I can put ‘gross out Papyrus with PDA’ on my bucket list if you’d like.” “Our bucket list, hopefully, assuming you don’t go find some other PDA partner.” “As if. You are literally the hottest guy I know.” Grillbz gave a disappointed sigh, but he was grinning.

It took Sans more than a couple days. They adjusted quickly to having a household of three again. Papyrus was out on patrol most days, sometimes into the night, but it was good to have him back when he was there, although he seemed nervous and flighty. Sans hoped he’d be able to calm down soon. He didn’t know how to help him.

Sunday he was out on his usual buying run, chatting with Lucy—a fluffy white dog he’d known since they moved to Twelve—when he noticed one of the human Guards staring at him. He was standing with Markin, one of the regulars at the cafe, but Sans barely recognized him. He’d been there once or twice, maybe, he thought, with others. He mentally ran over what he’d been saying to Lucy, trying to decide if he’d said anything risky. No, it had all been completely innocuous. “Y’think they’re watching me?” he said quietly, slipping it in at the end of an anecdote about the annoying crows that had moved into the neon letters of the noodle house. Lucy laughed and nodded, not missing a beat. “Oh yes.” “Cool. Thanks—I’d better get back, then, before I start dropping eggs, Gribz might not be eggstatic about that. Seeya.” He slung his carry strap over his shoulder and started down the street with his load thumping against his femur. The air was smoky with a haze of dust particles from the plains beyond the fence mixed with ice and freezing steam which hung sluggishly in the cold air. He wondered if they were following him. If they were, the best thing he could do would be to pretend he didn’t know. He couldn’t teleport. They’d catch up with him eventually, and then they’d know he had magic and things would be ten times worse for him. He kept walking at a slow, easy pace. He was about fifty yards down the street, and starting to hope he was OK, when two taller forms appeared close behind him. He stopped and glanced up at Markin, smiling. “Heya.” “You’re under arrest.” “Ah geez, really?” He set his bags down and tried to think of a handcuffs joke to distract himself from his rising panic.

It was late evening when Papyrus knocked on the door to the cafe, and it opened almost immediately. Grillbz wasn’t looking at his face at first, more at the level of his lower ribcage, then he looked up, visibly disappointed. “Oh. Hello.” He stepped aside and Papyrus silently came inside, feeling shamed. “Did you see Sans?” asked Grillbz, and Papyrus forgot everything else. “nO. He’S NoT bACk YEt?” Grillbz shook his head. “He’s been gone for more than four hours.” Papyrus stared. Grillbz forced a faint chuckle. “He’s probably talking to someone, he... loves to talk.” Papyrus didn’t say anything to this. A moment later, they both jumped at a knock on the door. It was Lucy. “Did Sans get back?” she asked. “No,” said Grillbz, “Why, did you see him?” “Yes, I was talking to him before he started back, but that was hours ago. Some of the humans were looking at him funny.” “Humans. What kind of humans, kid punks or Guards?” “Guards.” Grillbz made a distracted motion with his hand, then turned and half-sprinted into the back. Papyrus was staring at Lucy. “thEy ToOK HiM?” “I mean..” she wrung her paws. “I don’t know? I didn’t see, I was trying to keep an eye on them but then they disappeared while I wasn’t looking. It did look like they were following him. And, I don’t know where else he’d be...” Grillbz reappeared, yanking his coat on over his arms, and blazed past them out into the night, leaving Papyrus with a vacant look and Lucy shouting “where are you going?!”

He didn’t know. He didn’t know where they had taken him, and if he did, what would he do, go stand outside a window and get shot? But he stayed outside, searching every street Sans might have taken in case he’d just sidetracked and gotten delayed somehow, until his body ached with the cold, then slowly headed back, telling himself Sans might be there, with Papyrus, safe. Not alone and completely cut off from help and abandoned in some darkened cell where he’d never find him. When he got back the cafe lights were still on. Papyrus was sitting in a corner, staring down at his hands, which were folded on the tabletop in front of him. Grillbz shut the lights off and coaxed him upstairs.

A/N: it’s ALMOST done finally! I think maybe one more chapter-thing? I was not planning for this to turn into this long drawn out project I was just gonna finish it quick... just like all my other WIPs hahaha...ha... *sweats*  c’est la vie 

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[hoodie-lover]

My Multiverse Part 22

Dust looked at his own reflection, a wave of nostalgia hitting him hard. He didn’t see himself in the mirror, he saw Classic. A past he barely thought of, looking at him, it was strange. He never thought he’d see them again, his brother, Undyne, Alphys, Asgore, Toriel. When he wasn’t required to kill them for the sake of the multiverse, whenever they crossed his mind he felt warm. A soft feeling of love, and guilt, rushing through as a small stream eroding a smooth bolder. 

“You need to take off your hood. Classic doesn’t wear his hood.” Blue said, peeking out of the dark room. 

“Oh, right.” Dust said as he flipped his hood down, exposing his beaten skull. 

Dust’s skull was scratched and had small dents, they weren’t noticeable is you weren’t looking, but gave him a tired look. As Blue opened the door, Dust walked out and everyone gasped. He looked exactly like Classic, it was scary. 

Killer got up and looked at his brother, a reflection. He wondered if that really was how he had looked, all those years ago. Horror was equally shocked, holding back tears. Sci and Geno weren’t as emotional, they were used to seeing Classic, he was their comrade, but this brought a sense of guilt and sadness in their hearts. 

“They’re us, but left to rot. Alone and scared, I’ve never thought until now how easy was to become them, how I could’ve become them.” Sci said, thinking about how his timeline was, according to Ink the first to break off. 

“Yeah, you know, I’ve actually seen them go down their paths. It was horrifying to see them fall to madness. I remember cheering for them as they triumphed, and crying as they fell.” Geno admitted, sighing. 

“Geno...” Sci said, putting a hand on the white-clad skeleton’s shoulder. 

“It’s why I never fought, I saw them fall to evil. I hated people insulting them, they were insulting me.” Geno continued, hanging his head. 

“What did you think of when you saw and heard about them?” Sci asked, looking over at the family. 

“I wasn’t surprised, but I was disappointed. Looking back, I was just, I don’t know. I felt like I should have done something, like I could have saved them, given then hope, so Nightmare wouldn’t have had to come to them. But seeing them here now, I feel a little less guilty.” Geno said, giving a small chuckle.

“Glad your doing better Geno. And between you, Sci, and I, I personally think that here, they’re doing better than they ever would have with Ink.” Error said, leaning over to them. 

“Yeah. Looking back, Ink always seemed more on guard and professional around me, not the loose and crazy guy Blue and Dream always talked about.” Sci said, “When he would actually interact with me, out of everyone he avoided me the most.” Sci commented. 

“You’re a peculiar one, you never lost your fire or passion. You’ve never had a brother yell at you for being lazy, you’re a different type of alternate timeline, something Ink probably doesn’t know how to deal with.” Error said, relaxing on the couch with a plop. 

“Can you guys come over here and look at this magnificent work?” Blue said, waving over to his three friends. 

The three skeletons looked at Dust, Geno was very impressed and Sci gave Blue and Dust a thumb’s up.

“It’s now or never, Error, open a portal.” Dust said, trembling as he looked at Error. 

The world destroyer obliged and opened a portal to Classic’s sentry station, where he was last seen. Dust took a small step into the original AU and shivered at the cold, no longer used to the cold climate of Snowdin. Error opened another portal for Geno, to the save screen. Geno stepped inside and summoned a screen, showing Dust. With everything set up, Error closed both portals, leaving Dust in the original timeline. 

“Brother! There you are!” Papyrus cried out, stomping over. 

Dust froze, tears welling in his eyes as he looked at Papyrus, his younger brother. 

“H-heya bro. W-were you looking for me?” Dust asked, breathing heavily and trying so pitifully hard to hide his impending mental breakdown. 

“Are you ok brother? You seem sad, is there anything you want to talk about?” Papyrus asked, looking at Dust skeptically. 

“Nope! I’m perfectly fine!” Dust said, walking up to Papyrus, a sad smile on his face. 

“If you say so brother.” Papyrus said, sighing overdramatically, “Anyway! I’m surprised you were not sleeping on the job, good work brother. Since your legally mandated break has come, I suppose you’re off to Grillby’s?” Papyrus said, kneeling down to Dust’s eye level. 

“Actually, I was thinking about helping you make lunch.” Dust said, eager to spend time with his brother, and he had a secret suspicion that he may not enjoy Grillby’s as much as he once did.

“Really?!” Papyrus squealed, pure joy radiating from the energetic skeleton. 

“Yeah. Figured I should spend some time with my awesome brother. It’ll be puntastic.” Dust said, remembering the copious amounts of puns he was due to make. 

“Why must you ruin this incredible moment with puns?” Papyrus cried out, turning his head in disgust. 

“Well, tibia honest, I have been wanting to spend some more time with you. Even if you don’t find my punny puns humerus.” Dust said, laughing at his old jokes, the nostalgia sweet and sour simultaneously. 

“AHH! This wonderful moment has been ruined!” Papyrus cried out, stomping his foot in a tantrum. 

“Well I guess we better hurry home then.” Dust said and Papyrus agreed, leading the skeleton to their house. 

Geno watched from the save screen, sensing Dust’s discomfort and being very alarmed at Papyrus’ attentiveness, or at least how blunt he was. But Geno broke out into cold sweats and anxiety when he remembered the wild card of the Underground, someone who always was one step ahead of you, and knew you dirtiest secrets. Flowey. If they were discovered by the soulless plant, it was game over. 

He opened a second screen and looked over at Flowey’s location, he was in Waterfall, waiting for, Papyrus. Dust broke the script, and Flowey would see that, and the next day Frism would appear in the Underground, Geno pulled out his phone and called Sci, things just got a lot more complicated. 

Flowey was very confused, he was supposed to see Papyrus in a few minutes, but no nyehs could be heard in the distance. He sunk into the ground and reappeared at the skeleton’s front door, and saw him and Sans entering the house. Flowey seethed, that trash bag was messing with the script, again! But why? With a burning curiosity he peeked into the house, and saw them cooking. Sans never cooked with Papyrus, so why were they cooking now? Something was wrong, and Flowey was going to figure out what. 

Geno dialed Sci’s number, praying he was near one of the Dark Sanses, how he cursed himself for not getting Dust’s number. When Sci picked up, Geno explained that Flowey was on to them, and that he needed Sci number immediately. 

“I’ll ask Killer.” Sci said and Geno soon received the number. In a panic he dialed the number and prayed Dust would pick it up. 

“Heya. Sans here-” Dust said, but Geno interrupted him. 

“Flowey is onto us. You broke the script!” Geno cried out and Dust froze. 

“Thanks, but I’m hanging out with my bro. Can’t join you.” Dust said as he hung up, Geno looked at the screen, seeing Papyrus in the room. 

Geno got the message, Dust couldn’t do anything as long as he had a witness, they’d just have to pray Dust could get some alone time and knock some sense into Flowey before he did something really stupid. 

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[messedupessy]

Because what is the logical conclusion when you obsess over two fandoms at the same time and one of them are filled to the brink of Au's?

You make a AU of course!

Welcome to UnderEffect everyone

So yeah, another Undertale AU, because we can't get enough of these, am I right? xD Anyhow, due for me currently been super obsessed with Mass Effect at the moment, so did I end up thinking how would the main cast, though I forgot Frisk but meh, of Undertale look like in Mass Effect? what would their classes be? and BAM! this happened!

No idea if this has already been done, know there is a Dragon Age Inquisition AU out there somewhere 

I can't believe I finished these so quickly tho, like all these was sketched and coloured in just a week??? began and finished colouring Alphys and Asgore today even! like damn I haven't been this productive for ages! this was so much fun like, crud, so damn fun!

Anyhow, I probably won't do much with this idea/AU, have no ideas for stories or anything and I just can't be bothered to come up with one either, as I already got like... 2 other AU's I am working on which I want to work on more, though I do have a tiny comic planned based on this but it's nothing serious just something silly

this was more like I just needed to get it out of my damn system before I can work on something else xD  

Also enjoy my bad hand writing, decided it would be funny for you guys to read some of the stuff I write next to my pics at times

have two sketch bust of Sans and Papyrus which I couldn't be bothered to add here so will post them separately~

anyhow, I do have some ideas and stuff, like which attacks they would have and some other stuff so click on the read more to, read more I guess?

So, Undyne is of frikking course a Vanguard! Just imagine her biotic charging every frikkin opponent and then just a quick shot with a shotgun in their face and they're dead and then shockwave the rest! like she would totally steal the others kills, Papyrus would be so frustrated and pissed about it, also want her to have like biotic grenades, because GRENADE!

also lots of fucking headbutts like a true krogan!

Decided she would look so cool with a Kuwashii Visor, my favourite visor to use in ME, and as you guys can probably see so do she have both of her eyes in this, have to admit it was weird as fuck to draw, but like if she was in the ME universe then she could just get the damn eye replaced so yeah!

She's also supposed to be holding a Crusader shotgun, favourite shotgun, but I can't draw guns to save my life so screw it! she might be using assult rifles too, but mostly just shotguns, because shotgun every time

Based hers, Sans and Papyruses armour on the human Adept from good old ME 3 Multiplayer, damn that was and still is my favourite multiplayer of all time, kind of my first too, still love it, if my internet were better then I would so play it even though it is pretty much deserted, but hey I can solo bronze no problem so no need for others, though it is much more fun with people but now we're getting sidetracked

Tried to base all armours except Toriel, as she isn't wearing armour, on their usual clothing

Ok Sans is a Sentinel, or rather a Adept who pretends he is a Sentinel kind of, because it's too tiresome to be a big bad powerful biotic so let's go with a bit more less overly powerful class, not as much expectations on you, also because he is sciency so Sentinel suits him more but based on his powers he is more of an Adept, decided he would totally have the Biotic balls attack that the Voluses has in the multiplayer, mostly just so he can make balls jokes and puns, and he looks cool with them, like a weird replacement for the gaster blasters or something, also gave him a visor based on the Sentry Visor from the games, because... he's a sentry? but mostly just because he looks cool with it, he uses pistols, gave him the Supressor, favourite pistol, though I can totally see him using sniper rifles too, also Tech armour and Reave, overload etc

realised now that his armour looks very similar to Kaiden Alenko's armour in ME3... makes my eye twitch because I do not like that guy really, he's such a damn creep in the first game if you play as a female Shepard, can't believe I romanced him in it, though only because drama, he gets better but I am still averse to him

Ok, now Papyrus! He's an Adept of course, looked at some Cerberus armour actually when it comes to his armour, decided to give him a weird helmet visor thing, based on the Mnemonic Visor, then just turned it into a helmet, have no idea what happened to the colours of his armour, something is bothering me about it but I can't really pinpoint to what, also the helmet looks kind of like a race car helmet thingie

His attacks would be Biotic sphere, only because of the comic idea I have, Stasis field, warp etc, dunno why but I see him using submachine guns mostly alongside assault rifles, which is why I tried to draw a submachine gun called a Locust, but failed, because fuck guns, think it's funny how his armour makes it look like he has abbs, finally he has some! xD

Toriel is also an Adept, because she would totally have super powerful biotics, decided I wanted to draw her in one of those Asari dresses that pretty much every Asari, and some humans, wears, she would totally be a biotic teacher, would have most of the biotic attacks, gunwise would probably be pistols and maybe shotguns, because she will whoop your ass with a singularity! really happy with how her body turned out here, the dress looks really good on her I think~

I actually almost put her in Samara's outfit which can be seen HERE... she would rock that outfit tho, though Undyne would look really great in it too... maybe I will draw that sometime

Alphys is of course an engineer, fighting using drones and lots of other tech attacks, like incinerate, her armour is a mix of Salarian, Krogan and Turian armour actually, mostly Salarian tho because they're like the nerds of the galaxy which they have in common, very happy with her feet, her helmet visor thingie is based on the Umbra Visor from the game, uses pistols and lots of grenades

Asgore, also an Adept, though more of a mix between Adept and Vanguard maybe, have no idea what is going on with his armour, he looks allot like the Final Fantasy 2 villain The Emperor, he just misses the cape! xD tried to base his armour more on Krogan armour but I think I failed, his trident though is his Omni-tool weapon, his armour also reminds me of dwarven armour sets from Dragon Age now when I think of it, not entirely sure what his attacks would be but probably some shockwave, singularity and reave something, weapon wise I'm also unsure, maybe submachine guns and shotguns maybe?

and at last Mettaton, he's a Sentinel, because he's a robot, his armour turned out very sexy for some reason, was looking at Asari adepts armour though it looks kind of nothing like this so I have no idea, I should probably had scrapped those thigh armour thingies but too late for that now, also too lazy, he would use pistols and submachine guns, the pistol he is holding is supposed to be a Phalanax, good pistol, if I recall it is really good when used on synthetics aka robots, so yeah xD the irony! and attacks would probably mostly be tech ones, like overload and incinerate, the more flashier attacks!

So finally done, this took me like 2 something hours to write! :D now off to do something else!

[torisfeather]

You can also read it on Archive of our own : 

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10845891/chapters/24429021

Based on @fablegate‘s Baby Frisk AU. Papyrus and Frisk have a wonderful time playing in Waterfalls, at least until they meet Undyne, who probably has some anger issues.

At first, Papyrus had purely reflexively headed towards Waterfalls. That was where Undyne would meet him for reports and training and he went there on foot nearly every day, which is why he hadn’t immediately thought that riding the Riverperson’s boat would get them to Hotland faster. He only realized that halfway between Snowdin and Waterfalls, and decided he wasn’t going to turn back now. Besides, his baby monster was quivering in his arms. Better get to a warmer place first, then he’d figure things out. He’d look stupid if the baby caught a cold over shedding their fur.

They were barely past the area where the snow melted when Frisk signified to him, very clearly, that she loved Waterfalls. Her large hazel eyes kept wondering with amazement over her surroundings. She’d throw a fit of laughter when Papyrus lifted her over his head to cross high grass – “WHOOPSIE DAISY! COMING THROUGH!” The pretty shining stones, on the walls and ceiling, especially caught her eye. Sometimes, she’d reach out to try and touch them, and when he could, Papyrus would lift her again until she did.

It was late already, there were barely anyone outside at this hour. Everyone was having diner, or already in bed. Except for a few teenagers who’d sneak out and whose whispers the echo flowers would repeat each time Papyrus shoved them.

Wanna hear a joke?

Come on, we’re gonna be l…

Over here!

Oh Mary~ Contrary~ How does your garden grow~

So the bear says to the snowman…

She was surprised, the first time. She had wiggled about, looking for the voice’s owner, to the point she almost fell from Papyrus’s arms. Then, after a few more tries, she ended up realizing the flowers were talking, and started crying out happily every time Papyrus touched one.

Tell me your wish.

Come on, let’s swim!

… thes in the bushes, see?

Papyrus soon figured out what was amusing her this much and gladly “accidentally” shoved as many flowers as he could. He was almost forgetting about the baby monster’s assumed illness. They didn’t look sick at all, after all, he might as well take some time on the way to have fun. He suddenly had an idea.

“Baby! Do you want to see something very cool?” Frisk looked at him, oblivious. Papyrus settled her a little better on his arm, raised his other hand to his mouth like a megaphone and yelled : “NYEHEHEHEHE I AM THE GREAT PAPYRUS, FUTUR AMAZING MEMBER OF THE ROYAL GUARD!!!” Frisk slapped her little hands over her ears, emitting a high-pitched cry to show her disapproval. Papyrus apologized by cradling her a little, then, without another word, picked up a stone lying on the floor and threw it in the middle of an echo flower patch. An opera of Papyrus voices suddenly flowed into Waterfalls, and Frisk forgot about being angry.

Nyehehehehe I am the Great Papyrus, future amazing member of the royal guard!

… am the Great Papyrus, future amazing member of the royal guard!

… hehe I am the Great Papyrus, future amazing member of the roy…

Frisk laughed and clapped her hands, pleased. Papyrus bowed his head like a king, flattered. He walked faster, shoving as many flowers as he could on his way, as they sung his phrase around them.

… the Great Papyrus, future amazing member of the royal guard!

… Great Papyrus, future amazing member of the…

… Papyrus, future amazing member of the royal guard!

“Papyrus, what the heck are you doing?!?”

Papyrus jumped and stopped, almost falling over. He turned around. Undyne, hair down, wearing only a tank top and sweat pants, was staring at him with a completely perplexed look. The skeleton looked around, a little surprised. He hadn’t realized until now, but his running had brought him very close to the Royal Guard Captain’s house.

“Oh, hello Undyne! I was playing with Baby… Nyehe, I guess we’re a little bit too noisy, aren’t we?”

The fish lady didn’t answer, her stunned eye stuck to the little girl wiggling in Papyrus’s arms as she didn’t understand why the game was over. Papyrus followed her gaze and his face lit up.

“Oh, you two are not introduced yet! Baby, meet Undyne! Undyne, this is Baby!”

“Where did that come from?” Undyne exclaimed, still very perplexed.

“From… My closet? I found them at home, and now I’m bringing them to Dr. Alphys.”

“Why?”

“Because they are shedding! They might be sick!”

Undyne sighed and pinched her forehead. “For the love of Asgore, Papyrus, they are not shedding.”

“How would you know?”

“Because humans don’t have any fur to shed!”

“Uh… I know? What about it?

“Oh my God, Papyrus!” yelled an exasperated Undyne. She pointed at Frisk. “This. Is. A. Human.”

Papyrus blinked once or twice and looked at the little girl in his arms. “That’s a human baby?”

“That’s a human baby,” Undyne repeated.

“It’s a human baby!” Papyrus’s face lit up with a huge smile and he started jumping up and down, completely overexcited, causing Frisk to laugh. “Does this mean I finally captured a human?”

“I guess?” Undyne shrugged but couldn’t repress the large smile deforming her jaw as she witnessed the joy of the adorable idiot she called her student. She hesitated for a moment when she saw the cute little thing giggled in the skeleton’s arms, and shook her head. Orders are orders. She reached out. “Give it to me, now. I’ll bring it to the king.”

“Oh, yes, yes, right!” Papyrus took a few steps, then looked at Frisk and looked puzzled. “Uh, hey, Undyne? Why does the king want humans, by the way?”

“To break the barrier, of course!” Undyne said a little too fast. Papyrus looked confused.

“I don’t think Baby knows how to do that either.”

“No but… It… Gaaah, Papyrus, I’m tired, ok? It’s too late for this kind of questions! Give it to me so we can get this over with!”

“But it’s a baby!” Papyrus cried, almost offended. “You have to be careful, they’re fragile!”

Undyne gritted her teeth. “I know, I’ll be careful, I promise.”

That’s not so sure, actually, Papyrus thought without daring to say it out loud. A drop of sweat was slowly rolling on his temple. Undyne was growing urgent, something was wrong. The skeleton might be naturally innocent, but he wasn’t as thick as he let show. In his arms, Frisk’s eyes travelled between him and Undyne, filled with curiosity. “O… Of course you’ll be careful, Undyne!” the skeleton said with a big smile, hoping to deescalate the growing tension. “But maybe the king didn’t think Baby couldn’t open the barrier. What if I came with you, we could talk about it, what do you say?

Undyne sighed between he clenched jaws, tense, and her eye quickly looked around before focusing on Papyrus again. Yes, clearly, something was wrong. “Stop that, give it to me, go home and forget about it, do you hear me?”

“Eh, but why? Undyne, I have the very vague feeling there is something you do not wish to tell me.”

“Damn it Papyrus, that’s it!” the fish lady snapped at him, and Papyrus jolted. The hand she held out turned upwards and closed around a suddenly materialized magic spear. Others appeared behind her, dangerous, ready to throw. “As head of the Royal Guard and in the name of king Asgore, I ask you to hand the human to me.”

“Undyne, please!” Papyrus held Frisk closer. The little girl wasn’t laughing anymore, she looked shared between confusion and panic. She started to whine, frightened. “You are scaring me, what’s wrong? We can always talk!”

“Undyne, n-no! Don’t hurt them!”

Undyne and Papyrus both jumped. Sans on his brother’s side in a second, aggressive, protective, left eye lit with a dangerous bright blue. As for Alphys, she walked hesitatingly into the space between the skeletons and the fish lady, trying not to look too terrified.

“Alphys? What the hell is your problem today, you all!?” Undyne roared. “Let me do my fucking work, damn it!”

“Undyne, killing the human won’t do any good!” Alphys spat in one breathe.

Papyrus jumped, but didn’t say anything. Frisk had started crying in his arms, scared by all the yelling. Sans wanted to slap Alphys. Neither him nor Undyne had ever had the nerve to tell Papyrus the truth about the humans’ fate when they were brought to the king. Undyne, filled with rage, now seemed far from those worries.

“Alphys, get out of my way!”

“N-n-no, Undyne, you don’t get it…”

The Captain wasn’t listening and seemed about to attack, completely mad with some sort of overwhelming rage. Sans reacted immediately. The monstress’s soul went blue and she was suddenly stuck to the ground. A bone broke the spear in your hand, just in case. “Damn, dude, you need to see someone about your anger issues,” he commented casually.

Undyne hissed at him like an angry cat, but Sans was holding her soul. It would last a few minutes, at most, so the skeleton was getting ready to take his brother and teleport. Papyrus was petrified, stunned, like he couldn’t believe what was happening. Frisk was sobbing in his arms, terrified.

Alphys gathered up her courage and walked up to her, slowly. “Please, Undyne, calm down.”

“You’re on their side? What’s wrong with you Alphys? That’s a human!”

“I know but…”

“The king needs their soul! We are this close to breaking the barrier, Alphys!”

“Undyne, you have to listen to me! This is all just a huge misunderstanding! But first, please, calm down, you are scaring everybody!”

Undyne’s incredulous gaze stayed on her for a moment, then rushed to Sans, Papyrus. Frisk. She pressed her face against the ground, deliberately bumping her own forehead, and gave a good long yell while punching the stone, so loud the cave’s walls trembled around them. Frisk echoed with a long terrified screech.

Undyne finally looked up, slightly calmer, and looked at Alphys again. “You’ve got five minutes to convince me, Al’, and I hope you know what you are saying.”

[monofazz]

Genocide Together: Ch6 Undying on Monster Dust and Guilt

MIDNIGHT POSTING!

Or to be precise... -looks at watch- 9:07 PM. Wednesday on the 29th of March 2017.... 32 days to update.... whelp. Anyways blaaaggghhh, I'm not good at portraying the slow decent into insanity, but Sans flips back and forth from calm to bawling if certain occurrences happen... So here ya go kiddies! More Chara and Sans buddy buddy killing all life for ya twisted minds!

@rahafwabas , This is for you! Because you were the one who made the AU and plunged me into this misery :D

I also like to thank @cunzy4 for helping me give me idea for this when I hit a roadblock! THANKS CUNZY! I HOPE YOU'RE DOING GREAT WITH YOUR SIXBONES STORY AND ALSO SCREAMING AT MY NEW CHAPTER OF MY HORRENDOUS STORY! Heheheheh... I know you hate it, but you'll read it anyways~

He and Chara stood there for a very long time, Sans still crying over what he had done to Papyrus. Chara patted the skeleton soothingly, trying to calm him down. They had to take this one slowly, if they forced him to get up or yell at him to stop crying, he may just blast them into the next re-load out of rage or worse. Change his mind about the whole thing .  Then all that hard work would have been for nothing.

After composing himself, he shakily stood up with Chara help; feeling emotionally drained leaving himself empty inside. This wasn’t a new concept to Sans the skeleton, but it wasn’t the normal kind of hollowness he experiences since the resets first started. It was different. Papyrus dying at his hands was obviously too much for his mind and soul to handle all at once. And that kind of damage on his being can never be healed.

Chara gave their smile to the dust-coated monster in front of them, “You feeling a bit better, Sans?”

“… Yeah, ” Sans looked at nothing while he said this.

“Come on, then, Sans, let’s go, we have a long while to the end! We have monsters to dust, EXP to gain and…um… so, whenever you’re ready.” Chara added lightly as soon as they picked up on their impatience in their tone.

Sans took a moment of silence, then, his white pupils coming back into existence, hand gripping his shirt and ribcage tightly as his soul violently rammed in his chest, screaming silently in anguish. But, slowly like it was running out of steam, it pacified; though it still hummed and twitched slightly, restless.

He laughed, looked at the human and gave them a huge smile and said, “Well, let’s go then,” he patted Chara’s shoulder and pushed it, making Chara to move forwards with him, “I can finally tell you some of my hilarious jokes!”

Chara grumbled irritably at this, the comedian’s jokes were almost always horrible or tasteless, but at least he was in a better mood. They walked towards the entrance to Waterfall.

“Now, why didn’t the skeleton go to the party...?”

“The Waterfall residents have been evacuated and RG-01 had vacated Snowdin residents, Captain,” reported one of the Royal Guards, a hyena like monster with flecked amber eyes.

“Good to hear.” Undyne nodded and then turned to everyone else, “Remember to be on patrol and look out for the human. I just got word that the human will be entering Waterfall grounds any minute now. We need to find it and kill it as soon as possible!” Undyne barked the order to the all the other guards.

“Yes, Captain Undyne!” chorused the Guards.

“Now let’s move out!”

The Guards strode off to their respective positions, filled with determination and purpose. Undyne watched them go and her only good eye narrowed as she noticed a certain skeleton wasn’t in the dispersing crowd. Undyne frowned at this oddity and stopped a soldier, the same one who gave her the report a moment ago.

“Soldier, it’s Amourus right? You remember Papyrus, don’t you? Have you seen him?”

“Yeah.” Amourus nods, “He ran off, heading for Snowdin. He said he was looking for his brother. Said he needed to find him before the human does.”

“And…” Undyne felt something in her go cold, “how long ago was this?”

“Around half an hour ago, Captain. I haven’t seen him… since,” his one and a half ears flicked down as he realised what he had said.

“O-oh shit.” He muttered.

Undyne stood there shocked, then looked distraught, “I told him not to… he went against my orders. Dammit!”

Amourus flinched as she punched a nearby boulder into little pebbles, “Captain, I’m sure Papyrus has a good chance to be alive. It is still possible that—“

“Papyrus never misses a meeting! Never.” She interrupted, striding towards him, a strain in her voice. Amourus flinched.

“O-ok, so he missed one. Maybe it’s because he can’t find his brother. If I had to guess, in his mind, finding Sans is more important than meeting up with all of us.” He said hastily.

Undyne paused at that, thinking. She knew that Papyrus loved and tolerated his brother, as all siblings do. And if Sans was in any mortal danger, he’ll just throw everything away just to protect him. Maybe it wasn’t the worst. Maybe he wasn’t dead. Maybe he was still looking for Sans. But her sinking feeling in her gut was telling her otherwise.

But she just had to believe that Papyrus was alive. She IS going to believe that. Screw her gut feelings. She is going to force herself to believe Papyrus is going to pop up sooner or later.

So she did.

“…Ok.”

Right now, she had a human to worry about, and she had to strike it down.

“You come with me, soldier, were going to hunt down the human together, alright?”

“R-Really?” Amourus ears straightened. He, a mere sentry, help Captain Undyne track down a human? “I won’t let you down, Captain Undyne!”

“I know you won’t,” Undyne nodded and started to head south, “Now let’s go.”

A Woshua had burst into dust Chara gasped suddenly. Now instead of laughing, they started coughing. Sans was by their side in a second.

“Are ya alright, kid?”

“Oh… Oh hack! Oh God. I’m choking. Hhhugh Oh God, I breathed… huuck in Monster Dust. Cuack! Oh Skies Above, I’m DYING.” Chara choked out.

They fell to their knees, breath rattling as the dust itched and irritated their lungs.

“Ugh , Hhhhuuuu… Why is this happening to me? Why was I so stupid, I never was stupid enough to have done this before! Why .”

Sans stared at them for a moment before going into a full belly laugh. Chara scowled. “Stop laughing, ya goddamn comedian! It’s not funny!” croaked Chara, swishing the knife in their hands at Sans. The skeleton laughed harder and stepped away from Chara’s meagre attacks.

“I’ll dust you!”

The knife turned blue and it was wrenched out of their grip and they cried out in surprise, kick-starting another round of coughing. A few seconds passed and Chara lifted their head and glared at the smug skeleton, who had the knife lazily in the air. The weapon turned in slow-motion somersaults.

“I hate you.”

“What else is new?” Sans held out his skeletal hand for them.

Chara grumbled let Sans help them up, grabbing the floating knife afterwards. They glared at the pile of ash that was Woshua and brushed their knife on their sleeve, muttering, “For a monster that obsessed with cleanliness, it sure made a hell of a lot of a mess.”

Sans shrugged as they left the Wishing Room, Chara by his side. The cave opened up to a larger cavern, filled with dark water. Once the two got to the end of the port, the small little boat wasn’t there to carry them across, nor was the strange creature that does the ferry to the other side.

Chara stared at the deep, deep water, then stared expectantly at Sans. Sans looked lazily back, as if he wanted them to explain what they wanted. If he really didn’t know why they were staring at him, maybe Chara wouldn’t have gotten pissed. But Sans obviously did.

“Well?”

“Well what?” Sans asked.

“Aren’t you gonna get us across?” Chara pointed to the other rock formation in the distance.

“I don’t have a boat.”

“I know you don’t have a—! Don’t you have your uh, magical disappearing and appearing thingy? Can’t you get us across with that?”

Sans raised a brow-bone at the frustrated child, “Magical disappearing and appearing thingy?”

“Whatever! Stop being a lazybones and get us across!” Chara demanded angrily. Suddenly they froze, noticing what they had just called him. Crap. They forced their body to set itself in a defensive mode, just in case it was a little too early for Sans to be over the little fact he was a dirty brother killer.

Sans almost flinched at the word ‘lazybones’, but he continued to smile as he pushed away the mental image of Papyrus forming into his mind. “I think the magic word is needed.” Sans proposed.

Chara’s stance relaxed at how calm the skeleton was but they growled at his words to cover this action, “I’m not saying please.”

“Whelp, we're stuck here then.” Sans shoved his skeletal hands in his pockets and winked at Chara.

“…Fine! Can you please get us across?” Chara said sweetly, their voice only turning a little sharp at the special word.

“What was that? I couldn’t hear properly, say that again?” Sans said, cupping the space behind his mandible, just where his ear could’ve been, if he had flesh.

Chara’s scowl just turned sourer, then their eyes flickered red and spoke loudly, “Sans, can you please , get us across? ”

“Don’t need to repeat yourself,” Sans chuckled and he grabbed their wrist.

Chara stomach churned as the world warped and twisted around them. A feeling of being sucked inside out overwhelmed the child. Fortunately, as soon as the feeling came, it was gone and they were standing on the other side, staring at a sea of green instead of black.

“Here we go.”

Chara wobbled, their stomach did flips and threatened to chuck up the half-digested chips all over the ground. They groaned and clutched their stomach, head feeling light. “I feel sick.”

“You’d get used to it,” assured Sans in a non-caring manner.

“It better, because I— What was that?” Chara stared at the rustling grass and grinned, gripping their knife tighter. “Another Monster.”

Sans smiled at he child before him, eye glowing cyan and yellow. He concentrated his magic and his Magic Eye sought out the hidden monster’s soul. Sans turned the soul blue and dragged the monster out of the foliage. The young bunny monster let out a yelp of surprise, as he lost his balance and fell over.

“Wh-What? What just hap-happened?” stuttered the bunny, looking at the two monsters in front of him, “Sa-sans? S-some Stranger I D-Don’t Know? Did y-you see that? I was bei-being pull-ulled by someth-thing!”

“We didn’t see anything, maybe there’s something wrong with your eyesight.” pointed out Chara, flaunting the dusty knife right between the poor rabbit’s eyes. The little thing trembled at the sight of it, going cross-eyed to keep it in its line of sight.

“Why do you-ou h-have a knife? Kn-Knives ar-are dan-dangerous! M-Mam-mama s-s-says so!” stammered the bunny. He tries to back away from the weapon only to find out he can’t move his body at all.

“W-WH-AT’S H-HA-APENI-NING? WH-HY C-C-AN-’T I-I-I-I MO-OVE?! WHY AM I- AM I- AM I- BLUE?!”

Chara laughed at his fear and raised the knife, causing the rabbit to go into hysterics.

“ SANS! SA-SA-SA-SANS HEL-EL-EL-ELP ME!!!!”

Sans shrugged and closed his eyes, “Sorry, kiddo. You’re outta luck.”

The fluffy monster screamed for Mercy, using up his last breath doing so. The knife wasn’t even halfway through him before his body turned to ashes that rested in a pile on the ground.

“That was easy.” Chara said, wiping the knife on their shirt, which was turning grey at a rapid rate.

Sans did not say anything and just moved forward, immersing himself in the green seaweed. Chara quickly followed and frowned, looking to where Sans probably could be. The tangling grass brushed against them, sticking to them in a curious way before falling off them. Chara felt somewhat cleaner. So did Sans; Chara didn’t feel as itchy as before.

When the two slipped out of the long grass Sans took a moment to examine himself. He stretched out his fingers and touched his skull, trailing across his jawbone. He pulled back his hand to find it clean and dust free. His clothes were clean, jacket a vibrant blue, his shorts as black as can be, his slipper-sneakers looked almost brand new, if not for the worn look of them.

“Amazing isn’t it?” Chara asked. Sans looked back at them curiously and gives them a smile.

“What’s amazing?”

"The seaweed,” Chara nods at it, “it’s like a free car wash. Alphys used this for her experiments, from what I remember. Makes this weird, pink gloopy stuff for Undyne. I’m not sure what it’s for but I might have a few ideas. It also absorbs the dust, which is pretty cool. Real convenient. Dust can be very irritating when it gets in the wrong places.”

“Oh.” Sans examines himself one more time.

It’s almost like my atrocities never happened. Almost. His breathing hitched as the memory assaulted his mind’s eye. His soul thumping, almost jumping into his mouth, this time he could not stop the attack on his guilty mind as it reeled the scene of Sans murdering all those innocent people, his best friend, his brother.

No! No, no, no, no, no, no, it… it… it… it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter. Doesn’t matter.

Sans took a deep, shuddering breath, then exhaled. He did this repeatedly until the scene dissolved and he was left in peace.

Chara stared at him, keeping their distance, they could see he was shaking, they could see his luminescent soul glow beneath his clothes and ribs, almost like a lantern.  They frowned and held the knife tightly. Chara eyed him for a few moments until he relaxed and the glow of his soul dimmed. Chara softened their grip on the knife, leaving to hang in there, hand trembling in the sudden relief of exertion on the handle.

“Sans? Earth to Sans? You there, partner?” Chara walked up to him, clicking their fingers beside the indentation behind his mandible, Sans didn’t react.

“Responding would be nice, ya know. It’s rude to keep quiet when someone is asking for your attention,” huffed Chara, hands on hips, “You aren’t gonna let me talk to you all day, are you? Come on, Sans, give me an answerrrr- GWWWAAAAAA!!!!”

Chara was suddenly pushed pack by an unseen force straight back into the bushy land-sea growth, landing on their bottom. Chara growled, What the hell?! Why did Sans do that for?! Was this some way to tell me to leave him alone? Well he could have just asked!

Chara stood up to storm out of the green sea. Before she could, she felt the ground shake and a very familiar CLANG, CLANG, CLANG! And they stopped. They gently parted the grassy seaweed just enough for them to see what was happening.

“Sans! There you are! Where were you? Have you seen Papyrus?” Undyne, the Fish Warrior, the Captain of the Royal Guard, looked down at Sans in relief and worry.

Sans swayed slightly, but it didn’t break the illusion of his façade. He shook his head quickly, “Nah… I… didn’t see him ; I left Snowdin before I ran into him. We must’ a passed each other,” he shrugged, his smile trembling a bit.

“You didn’t see him? At all? But… he went looking for you, Are you sure you didn’t see him? He hasn’t come back yet; maybe he’s in trouble. I have to see if he’s safe, bring him back here so he wont be wondering for hours until he finds the human!” Undyne said and took a step forward, only to be stopped by Sans.

“NO! I… uh…” Sans stared up at Undyne, who was glaring down at him with sudden suspicion.

“I, what?” asked Undyne harshly. Her fish frills spiked up, intimidating the monster in front of her.

Sans quickly made a lie, words stumbling out shakily as he did, “I know your worried about Paps, I am too… but… you know him… if, if… he were to get in a threatening situation or, or… the human… We both know he..he would ha- … I’m sure he would… would...”

Sans choked on his words, holding them back before he could lose it again, and he held all the churning and mixing emotions, bottling up in his soul, the pressure tuning denser by the second. It took all Sans’ power to keep his soul and his feelings in check. Undyne’s hard look softened at the smaller skeleton’s nervous behaviour, her frills drooping a bit. She felt kind of bad of exercising her frustration on Papyrus’ brother. He must be as anxious and wary as she was, as everyone else was. Joking personalities and cool attitudes can only take so much pressure before they break.

She put a hand on Sans’ shoulder and she could feel him flinch, as if she had struck him, making her feel worse by the second, “I… Sorry, you’re right, Sans. Paps can take care of himself. And I’m sure he wants you to take care of yourself too, so why don’t you get a move on?  Paps will catch up with us later.”

Sans quickly nodded and looked away from her and barely above a mumble he said, “….I guess I’ll meet you at Hotlands, Undyne. I’ll see ya later.” He tried to give her a smile, but it just looked like a pained grimace.  Undyne watched him walk around the corner, acknowledging Amourus as he did. Amourus was waiting near the corner like he was told and he peeked at Undyne in questioning. Undyne nodded and signed him to come over, and he obliged.

“You found Sans! I didn’t see Papyrus with him. Is he ok?” Amourus asked.

Undyne sighed and looked back at him, “Maybe, he might be still in Snowden, but I’m sure he’ll catch up to us sooner or later. Now let’s keep looking. The human could be anywhere right now.”

Amourus nods and follows her through the grass, close enough to Chara to touch them. Fortunately. He and Undyne didn't notice them. He followed her to the water’s edge, and he winced. He hated the water, where was the boat?

“Hm…” Undyne stared at the black water for a moment and in a flash of magic, she had made a bridge out of spears, Amourus looked at it uncertainly.

“It’s not gonna hurt you, I’ve done this hundreds of times.” Undyne assured, quickly pushing him onto the Spear Bridge. He stumbled a bit before alternating between walking and speed walking to the other side. Undyne followed him when he was halfway across.

Their sounds soon died down and Chara was left in silence for a second, until something tugged at their soul and they went flying once again. They almost hit the wall from the velocity that they were going, but turned the corner before they broke the wall and their back. They were suddenly released and they stumbled, toppling onto the closest wall and their stomach finally gave up their contents, splattering it on the floor and drops of bile landed on their shoes.

“Urgh…” Chara shuddered and groaned. They baulked as the after-effects of projecting their own vomit overtook them. They started dry heaving until their convulsing stomach stopped.

“That was so gross. I feel so yucky right now.” Chara whimpered. They grabbed a water bottle they stole from Toriel’s home and started to gurgle and spit out all the chunks of chip vomit that didn’t make its journey out of their mouth. Then they drank half of what was left before putting it away.

Looking up, Sans was a distance away from them to keep away from all the puke and water. His eyes were dark and void of anything that’ll give a sign anything alive resided inside. Chara and Sans stared at each other for a moment before Chara spoke up.

“Next time, can you tell me when you’re gonna throw me about the place?”

Sans did not answer for a few seconds,  blinked at them, and at that moment he opened his eye-sockets, his eye-lights reappeared and he gave a tiny smile before shrugging.

“No promises.”

[theunderskelleau]

chapter 1

Perspective - original sans:True

    It was different living with someone other than just my brother. Changing habits and things like that. Tori said I wasn't allowed to drink in the house anymore because of the kid, but my job gave me an excuse to leave. Nevertheless, it was an alright arrangement for what it was. We had a place to stay and all we had to do was keep a job. But no matter how good it was I still wanted my own place again. You know the deal, independence, freedom, you get it. Stuff you don’t get when you live with your mum and baby sibling. So I finally brought the point up to my brother one night. He was hesitant at first, but agreed after I made my points. The biggest problem was we couldn’t afford a place of our own on two minimum wage salaries. I had already figured this out, we had counterparts, right? Living with ourselves, it can’t be that different than what we used to have.Get them to be our roommates and pay part of the rent. Papyrus agreed that was a good idea, and within seconds of me telling him, he was already looking for houses online. About a minute later he looked up from his phone and asked exactly how many counterparts we were gonna ask. “I don’t know, all of ’em I guess. Might as well make it a party.”

“How many is all of them?”

“Let’s just start makin’ calls and tellin’ everyone to invite who they know. You start with the Swaps, i’ll call the edge lords”

Papyrus looked happy, “Alright… Swaptale...” I took out my cell phone and called my counterpart, Underfell Sans, of whom I've never met, but I got him number from Sci. The phone rang a couple of times before he picked up.

“Yeah?” “We’re buying a house, you and your bro in?”

“Who’s “we”? What house?”

“We don’t know yet, we need a headcount first, you know any others that might want to join?

    “What? Yeah, i’ll have to ask Boss, I’m not sure what he’ll have to say, but um…”

    “What's your boss gonna do about it? Just quit your job.”

“My brother, you idiot, my Boss.”     “What? Ok, whatever.”I didn’t really care why he called his brother Boss, and i’m sure he didn’t want me to know why either. Personal problems, y’know? I could hear him walk over into another room, and then say something I couldn’t make out. “Uh, Sci said he might know a few people, you wanna talk to him?”

    “Yeah, sure”  I heard muffled talking again and then Science Sans took the phone.

    “Hey! Whats going on?”

    “Me and Paps are buying a house, you want in?”

    “Yeah! Of course, it’ll be nice to be around some… friendlier faces.”

    “Great, you know any other counterparts that might want in?”

    “Uh, y-yeah, a few, why?”

    “Might as well get all of them, ya know. Alright, you call the others, and then text me with everyone who wants to join.

    “Uh… ok.”

    “Thanks man, see ya later.”

     I ended the call and looked over to see my brother was back to looking at houses. I looked over his shoulder. Pricey. “So what did they say?” I asked.

    “Oh! They said it sounded great!”

    “Nice, bro.”

    “What did the Fell brothers have to say?”

    “Edgy said he’ll check with his, uh, brother. Also, I got Sci to find the other AU’s and ask them.”

    “Which ones?”

    “I don’t know yet, Sci said ‘ll text me when he finds out.”

    “Oh, one more thing, when are we gonna tell Tori that we’re leaving?”

    “Uh…” hadn't thought about that one yet, “tomorrow at breakfast, I guess.” I hoped she

would take the news easy. Tori wasn’t one to be messed with.

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Perspective - swap papyrus: Carrot

While I was in the middle of a show my phone rang. I muted the TV and swiped to answer the call, “Hello?”

“Hello! We’re buying a house! Do you wanna join?”

“Oh, hey original me, what about a house?”

“All of us are gonna buy a house to live in! Tell the rest of the AUs”

“Uh, cool, sounds good. Where is it?”

“We, uh, don’t know yet.”

“Well, when you find out, text me.”

“Ok! Talk to you then!”

“Later.” I put my phone away and yelled to Blue in the other room, “hey bro, come listen to this!” he popped his head into the room

“Yeah?”

“The Originals are buying a house for all of the AUs” his face lit up  

“Really! I’m gonna call Error!”

“Alright dude” Blue when back into the bedroom and I could hear him on the phone with Glitchy. I un-muted the TV and went back to watching whatever stupid show was on. I’m wasn’t sure which AUs were gonna be at this house, but I was sure it couldn’t be that many, three or four at most. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Perspective - Sci sans: Sci

I don’t really understand why the heck the Originals wanted to live in a house filled with nothing but Sans and Papyrus’, but it was probably the worst idea a Sans has ever had. I mean, that doesn’t mean I didn’t want to do it, but still. I wasn’t really sure who to invite, but me and Swap Sans (Blue, for short) agreed that Ink Sans would add some much needed color in the household, haha. He was surprisingly clean for someone with ink constantly dripping from his face. Blue said he knew one or 2 more Sanses that were probably lonely, so he invited them along as well. After that I went into Edgy’s room to tell him.

“Heyo! I invited some more Sanses to the house, Edge.”

“Why does everyone insist on calling me Edge? What the fuck.”

“Well we call your brother Spike, so…”

“Yeah and he may like it but I don’t, ok? I don’t care who you and the jumpy skittle invite, as long as it’s not the glitchy fucker who takes my food.”

“Wow, ok, I won’t invite Error, and i’m pretty sure we’re keeping your nickname, Blue likes it.” I turned to leave but before I did I heard a muffled grunt of, ”fuck you.” I ignored him and went back to the living room to call Gaster Sans and invite him.

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Perspective - Original sans: True

The next day at breakfast was, interesting. Tori tried to convince us it was a bad idea, but I think she knew that she wasn’t gonna be able to get us to stay. She had enough problems with the kid and work anyway, so eventually, she let us go. We both left for work for the last time afterwards. Both of us finished our shifts before quitting, might as well get the extra money before we move into a new house. I got home about an hour earlier than paps did, so I took the extra time to take a quick nap before I had to pack. Not like I had much stuff anyway, but still.

Half an hour later I woke up to my phone buzzing, signaling I had gotten a text. I picked my phone up and opened it. The text was a list from Sci, naming off all the AUs that were coming. Wow I didn’t know half of these, what the hell is Dancetale? Oh well, it didn’t matter. I sent back a text asking what kind of house we should get. And I got a paragraph back describing everything we needed. I screenshoted it, my work was done for now. Time for a break.

Another half hour later and my brother got home. And at this point we had to start packing our stuff which took all of twenty minutes. But after that we had to find a house for all of us. So we each got out our phones and started looking for a house big enough for sixteen people. We knew that there wasn’t gonna be a house with sixteen bedrooms, so we just tried finding a house with at least eight. After like half an hour of adrenaline-fueled, rapid house hunting we found it. It had ten bedrooms and was bigger than any house I’ve ever seen. This house would be perfect. Granted a few of us would have to share a room but that wouldn’t be too much of a problem. So we called up Sci and said something along the lines of, “dude we found this house that has everything we need check it out i’ll send you the link.” and he just sighed and said “ok.” I hung up and sent the link to him and like five minutes later we got a text back from Sci that said, “yeah this one’s good I’ll go buy it.” Now keep in mind that it has been all of a day and we already have this friggin’ mansion and like sixteen other people that are gonna live with us in it. Right then we were like the kings of impulsive decision making. While I was processing this got another text, but this time it was a group message. A lot of the messages were just people raving about how much fun this was gonna be. But one, one really stood out. All it said was

“How are we gonna afford this?” then it hit me. Almost all of us worked minimum wage and this house was over $250000. Sci seemed pretty confident in the fact that him and a few others would be able to afford it with their NASA salaries so we dropped the subject. Three hours of bad jokes and planning later we had a date for all of us to move in. so fast forward five days later and me and my brother were standing on the lawn of this massive house talking to Sci. we were the only ones there at the time so we mostly stood around and waited to see who would show up next. We toured around the house and stuff and then got our stuff out of my brother’s car and into the house. By then two more people pulled up in a taxi cab. These guys stepped out and they are by far the edgiest looking people I’ve ever seen. One of them even has a dog collar on, no joke. And Sci looks up and says, “hey my roommates are here.” and me and my brother just glance at him like, you live with these people? They didn’t just claw their way out of some fourteen year old’s deviantart page? Sci glared back, with an, ”don’t you friggen dare say anything” stare, before running (yeah, a Sans. Running) over to greet them.

Then the next group arrived. They walked as if they were floating, and their clothes were… sparkly? Apparently they were from Outertale, which was… space? I don’t know, I don’t care. Swaptale came next, and let me tell you, boy is it freaky to see a Sans putting in effort to ya’know, do things. The Papyrus next to him called himself Carrot, and he seemed just as weirded out as I was. He handed me the bottle of whiskey he was drinking, making sure his Sans or my Papyrus saw.

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Perspective - Swap sans:Blue

    It was so exciting to see all the other versions of myself! I mean, it was a little odd, especially since they all seemed so incredibly different from me! Sci was the first to say hello, he’s always so nice! And True (that’s what I call Original Sans) seemed weirded out, but hey, this was his idea, he has to live with our mistakes now! After we got there and put our stuff inside a taxi pulled up to the curb. Everyone who was previously talking was now looking over to it to see who got out of it. After a second of nothing happening the person in the back kicked the cab door open and got out, turning around and pulling out a black duffel bag then shutting the door. The cab drove off and the guy turned to face all of us before he started up the driveway. They were a bit taller then me, but not as tall as my brother. He wore a lot of black and appeared to be smoking a cigarette, doesn't he know those aren't good for him? Sci greeted him, didn’t I tell you he was always so nice? His name was Gaster...Sans? Funny, he looked nothing like my Gaster. Oh well, he seemed nice enough, even though he smelled like dollar store cologne. He left to go inside and when I turned back two more cabs were at the curb! Two people got out of both! One pair looked just like the Originals with different clothes on. The others didn’t look related at all! One was dressed in blues and browns, the second one was wearing a black robe with the hood pulled over his head. Sci introduced all of them, “those are the Dance brothers, and the other two over there are Ink and Reaper.” the one presumably name Ink grabbed his bag from the trunk of the car and ran up the driveway. He had paint dripping off his face and a sash of paints across his chest. He waved and started introducing himself. “Hiya! I’m gonna grab a room, by the way there’s paint inside the taxi and I’m not paying! Yellow is a terrible color for a car to be! Bye!” He seemed like he would be a great friend! After saying something to Sci he went inside too.

The other three were still standing at the curb. Sci called them over, “guys! Come on, we’re gonna get some lunch!” They turned around, grabbed their stuff and walked up the driveway. Reaper didn’t say anything, just waved at us before going into the house. Everyone started going into the house too, so I followed them. It was still such a surprise going into the house, it was just so big. Much bigger than the apartment my brother and I used to live in. we all went into the kitchen and sat at the huge table. It had to be able to seat at least 15! I wonder how they bought it, or brought it inside the house.

I sat by my brother and Ink. you could really get a look at everyone now. For the most part everyone just looked tired. Sci looked around, before asking Original Paps to go with him to get food. Both of them left, leaving us to try to get along. The Originals were talking to the Dance brothers. A few people were staring into the distance uncomfortably staring at nothing. At the other end of the table Fell Sans was bouncing his leg making a taptaptap sound. He was looking at the ground and wasn’t talking to anyone. His brother, Spike, make a sudden movement under the table, causing Edge to suddenly jump in his seat and yell. His brother was giving him the evil eye, he didn’t say anything to him though, but Sans seemed to get the message because he stopped bouncing his leg. Insead he started to pull at the collar around his neck. After a few more moments of awkward interaction the door opened. I turned and looked. They looked like True, except wearing an all white hoodie and shorts. There was a long blood stain going across his chest, and his left eye was covered in coding. A few people looked up too. I tilted my head a little, before asking, “Where’s your brother? Are you alright?” A couple more skeletons chimed in.

“Oh god not another edgy AU, I wonder what his brother must look like.”

“It’s ok if you can’t remember your AU name, your Papy probably knows, come sit down.”

“Is his brother late? Papyrus’s that i’ve met usually aren’t…”

The new guy didn’t say anything, instead he just started crying. Needlessly everyone was a little surprised. The guy wiped his face and took the empty seat at the table. After that he put his head down and didn’t make any noise except for the occasional sniffing. Reaper then took out his phone, quickly typed something, and all our phones buzzed. I took it out to check what it was. A message was sent to a new group chat started by Reaper, “his brother's dead, asswipes.” I immediately felt bad for the guy.

    Gaster took the cigarette out of his mouth, laughing. “Wow, we really fucked up on that one,” He snorted, leaning against the table. He paused to blow smoke into the air as we watched him. It was awkward, but he didn’t seem to notice. “Alright,” he started,” I don’t feel like waiting all day for everyone to get here, and it’s pretty clear we don’t know and don’t care about one another. So, let’s decide rooms. I want to be alone, and have a room downstairs, next to the garage. And I don’t want my bed to have squeaky hinges, or-” I interrupted him, “ Why does the bed matter? I don’t know how to un-squeak a bed!”  G-sans looked at me, a smirk on his face. “So you don’t hear me with a girl, fuc-”

    “Alright there’s enough from you, sit down.” My brother seemed annoyed, I wonder why? G-sans hadn’t finished what he was going to say, but I assumed it wasn’t too important. Carrot continued speaking, ”everyone with a brother will share a room, so we get bigger rooms. Gaster, whatever you’re thinking of doing, um, no. So, you’ll be rooming with Sci.” Gaster looked mad, and turned to glare at his new “brother”. Sci tried a nervous smile before fixed the tape holding his glasses. Edge piped up, “So, um, ALL brothers have to room with each other? C- cause, uh, right?” He seemed really jittery today, maybe moving made him nervous. His brother rolled his eyes, “Yes, Brother, were you too stupid to hear him? And stop playing with your collar, if you don’t want to wear it then take it off.” Edge stopped playing with his collar, and after a minute, began tapping on the table with his pointer finger. Gaster leaned over to Edge and said loudly, “you can sleep with me if you want, that choker looks great on you <3.” Edge stood up quickly and left. I wonder why, Edge always seemed to like his collar, he thought he looked really cool in it. He didn’t, but he liked it, so whatever. We started talking again about the rooms again, when We heard an awful screeching noise, Edge was yelling and shouting and saying some very not nice words. Carrot seemed unhappy about that, and we all went outside to see what was going on.

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Perspective - Gaster sans: G-sans

“YOU AWFUL FUCKING MISTAKE OF A SANS! ERROR, IF I HAD A GOLD PIECE FOR EACH TIME I WISHED YOU WERE DEAD, I'D BE ABLE TO PAY MY TAB!” Edge was yelling at a dark figure made of game code, about his size, and seemingly just as angry. They were standing 10 ft. away from each other. The other one was also screaming, “If I HAD ANY FUc-CKS TO GIvE I’DD ACTUALLY BO-oTHER TO PUT IN EFFORT T-TO KILL YOU DAMN ABOMINATION!” Sci and Original Papyrus (Blue calls him Dot?) had come home, Sci gave the food he was holding to Dot, and ran up, probably trying to stop them from killing each other. Edge rounded on Sci. “ I told you not to invite the glitchy fucker! What the shit, Sci?” Sci was sweating, “I Didn’t! I swear! Why would I?”

“Then who the fuck did?” both of them stared at each other for a second and then turned around to look at Blue. He giggled, “who me?” a collective sigh ran through the group of people. None of us wanted to put up with this hellbent asshole in our house.

Dot spoke up first, “Hello New Brother! Welcome To Our House! I’m Sure We Are All Very Excited To Meet You!” Everyone slowly nodded in defeat. It didn’t matter what AU you were from, we all knew how stubborn (And accepting) a Papyrus could be. There was no changing his mind. I shuffled over to True, who gave me his bottle of vodka.

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Perspective - Error sans: Glitchy

    HAte. More hate. Haaatteee. At least I got the biggest room in the house. All on my own. I’m happy there were extra rooms, or I might have had to sleep with that red scarfed bitch who’s well past his glitched out prime. I demanded that the walls were to remain white. It reminded me of the void, white and endless, never, never, never… ending. I also wanted to get back at Ink Sans, because I knew it would kill him to not paint on my walls.

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Perspective: After sans: After

    So I managed to be one of the “lucky ones” and get a room all by myself. Haha. half ironically, it still had two beds in it. I would have to remind ‘em... ya know. I wasn’t gonna be needing both of them. Again. for some reason I thought living with these guys was gonna be fun, not so lonely. I’m starting to have second thoughts. already I could tell that some of these people were gonna be a fuck all to deal with. Namely my ‘younger’ counterpart, True, and his brother. Or should I say my brother? Whatever, it’s not important. After that glitchy fucker showed up I decided that nothing good can come from the rest of this day.  I stepped outside my underwhelmingly small room. Edge walked by. I pickpocketed him. Sleeping pills, nice. I took two and threw the box onto the ground. Then I went back to my bed, and prayed for death.

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Perspective - Fell papyrus: Spike

    Just looking around at these ‘counterparts’ of mine I could tell I was the smartest one here. Even my brother was smarter then most of them. Most of them. Believe me there wasn’t much of a contest for that one. After almost half an hour of standing around waiting for the so-called scientist to get back with our food he finally showed up. Took him long enough. Too bad my idiot brother decided to pick a fight right before. Honestly who does he think he is? I’d like to see him try to fight that guy. But luckily for him the scientist broke it up before anything actually happened.

Sitting back at the table I could really see what losers I was gonna be living with. Honestly it was embarrassing to be associated with any of them. I should be used to it after all these years of living with my brother though. Speaking of him, he was sitting next to me, eating someone else's fries that were laid delicately on a greasy napkin, and tapping his goddamn leg again. He pissed me off when he did shit like this. He never fucking listens to me. I explicitly told him to stop tapping his fucking leg and here he was doing whatever he wanted. God damnit and what did I tell him about eating so much. If he didn’t eat like shit all the time then maybe he wouldn’t be so weak. I was sick of watching him so I grabbed the fries away from him and gave him a swift kick to the shin. That would stop him.

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Perspective - Fell sans: Edge

    Papyrus took away my fries  so I went upstairs. I was way overdue for a nap. I always was, Boss never let me take naps. Sleeping for more than seven hours is considered lazy. I walked by After’s room. He didn’t have a brother, so he got the smallest room alone. He opened the door, but closed it once I passed. I hope he wasn’t scared of me.

    God damn it. I lost my fucking sleeping pills. Ugh, this day is shit. I retraced my steps, hoping I didn’t have to go downstairs. Boss seemed like he had shoved the stick up his ass a bit farther than usual today. I didn’t want to deal with his loud, grating yelling. But, with my luck, I couldn’t find them. Greaaat. Now what was I supposed to do? Its obvious I wasn’t gonna be going to sleep anytime soon, but I was too fucking tired to do anything. I decided to take a closer look at my, sorry, our room. It was almost all stone. Stone floors, stone walls. It looked more like a prison than a bedroom. I’m sure Boss wasn’t gonna add much to the design either, besides some splatters of red paint on the walls because “IT LOOKS LIKE BLOOD, SANS” I chose the bed on the left side of the room. Instead of trying to sleep I just took out my phone and checked my feed. Boring. Boring. Stupid. Don’t care. God even the internet was shitty today. After mindlessly scrolling for a while longer the door to the room opened. I glanced up and low and behold Boss was standing in the doorway.  He turned to look at me and glared.

    “Why the fuck aren't you unpacking?” I didn’t say anything back, just looked past him. He stepped closer, “answer me when I talk to you” I almost sighed, almost, but caught myself before I did.   

    “I don’t know”

    “Then why don’t you drag your sorry ass downstairs and help out a little?”

    “Yes, Boss” god what an asshole. When I left the room I could see a little box by After’s room. My sleeping pills. This fucking house was gonna be worse than I thought. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

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Crisco 129: Dystopian Sansby Dream AU-pt 4

Someone expressed surprise that this was not ‘done’. Done?? I have barely SCRATCHED the potential angst in this AU!  It’s about half-done ish.  Also the opening is not what it looks like. (Sorry?)

Sans was aware in his sleep that he was pleasantly warm. He woke suddenly when the warmth stretched, nestled closer to him and mumbled something about potato skins.

He was in his bed, still in his shirt, and Grillbz was curled around him, breathing softly. Slowly, trying not to wake him, Sans rolled over to look at him. He was fast asleep, eyelids flickering as he dreamed, flames dull and lazy, rolling close to his body. His clothes were badly rumpled from his heat.

He looked strangely different with his face mashed into the pillow—peaceful and unguarded.

…Why couldn’t Sans remember what he was doing there?

Because he’d gone the fuck to sleep.

Sans gave a quiet groan of disgust, and would have smacked himself if he weren’t afraid the sudden movement would wake up his bed partner.

He’d been having a moment with Grillbz and then he’d just. Gone to sleep.

Granted, he’d had an exhausting day and it had been late, but still. How had it happened? He tried to remember. His memories just faded out, then—he was almost sure—he’d woken up as Grillbz was tucking him into bed and had latched onto his sleeve and refused to let go, although too sleepy to talk. Then the memories faded out again.

He couldn’t believe himself. But it had worked out alright, he supposed, looking again at Grillbz.

Elementals were creatures of awesome power. Some classified them as monsters, some thought they were a third species of their own. Whatever the case, Sans was sharing a blanket with a living legend. He nestled closer. The legend was soft and warm and solid, and smelled like sunlight on bricks.

He wondered again why he’d never seen Grillbz use magic. It was technically illegal, but still—he never had, even in private. Of course, Sans hadn’t let Grillbz see him using magic, but he didn’t think Grillbz had a reason for hiding, as Sans did. But maybe he did. How well did he really know him? And there was that abrupt stop he’d made when he started to talk about it. Maybe he couldn’t. It was rumored that the Intelligence Technicians could sever a monster from their magic. Sans had always half-believed, half-hoped that it was false, but he also doubted that the Confederation would have let an elemental go free if he were in perfect health; it was too much of a risk.

If that were the case, no wonder he didn’t want to talk about it. Sans decided not to ask.

And there was something else bothering him, now that the strange blend of angst over his ruining a good moment by falling asleep and joy that Grillbz had stayed, and reciprocated his feelings, and everything was going to be good now—(Sans reached across to the night table and knocked on wood)—was fading. He needed to do something— The broadcast. What time was it? Suddenly he wasn’t sure. Had he slept later than usual? There was no clock up here. He needed to get down there, now. …he lay without moving for a few seconds longer, breathing in Grillbz’ smell and plotting his escape. One heavy arm was thrown across his body. Carefully he wriggled out from under it, then slid down onto the floor, hardly breathing. Grillbz didn’t move. Good. He quickly snatched up a clean set of clothes and started for the door, but stopped dead when he heard a sound. It was a low, continuous rumbling sound that seemed familiar, yet he couldn’t place it. He looked towards the bed. Grillbz had rolled into the spot vacated by Sans and had the covers bunched in his arms and his face pressed into them, purring. Purring. Like an enormous fire cat. Sans was aware that Grillbz could purr. He’d done it sometimes while falling asleep, back when they had all shared one room, and once or twice when he was very calm and contented, but he usually stopped abruptly and looked uncomfortable if they stared at him. Sans hadn’t heard him do it in a while. He stared, fascinated, for several moments, then shook himself, left quickly and teleported from the hallway, still holding his clothes in a flustered ball of confusion.

>knock, knock.

He waited, soul thumping a little faster than usual, for the old lady to respond. Was he late?

>Who’s there?

>amy.

>Amy who?

>am I on time?

>A few minutes early, as a matter of fact. Get your sleeping patterns disrupted?

>ah good. yes a bit, I went out late last night and had trouble getting back.

>Well, I’m glad you’re here safe.

>same. how are you?

>Oh, boring as always. I’ve been trying to think up new jokes, but I won’t waste them on you now. I’m saving them! ;) Oh, and I scraped together a few things and made a pie. It was quite decent, though I could make much better before the fall.

>mmmm. pie.

That was a non-answer, but he couldn’t think of anything interesting to say, except that pie was indeed good, which was more or less rephrasing what he’d just said. He sat back and fidgeted with his sleeves, then leaned forwards and typed a new message, hitting send before he could question his decision.

>I think I’m in love.

Oh fuck. Well that was awkward. But he wouldn’t mind hearing her advice, now that he’d already put it out there. If she felt like giving advice. He didn’t know what advice he wanted, even. Maybe just someone trustworthy to talk to.

>With pie? I am as well.

>no with the guy I live with.

>Oh no.

>oh no?

>Is he trustworthy?

>I don’t know. I trust him the most of anyone besides you  but he doesn’t know about this.

>Of course not. Have you seen him with his shirt off?

>t h a t    i s   a   v e r y    i n v a s i v e   q u e s t i o n   (yes it was nice)

>I’m sure. Did he have a tattoo?

>yes.

>Well?

>it’s a low number. he was one of the first to be arrested. I think they saw him as a threat and wanted to make sure they were on the same page. I don’t think he’s really fond of the Confederation, but that’s not something we talk about.

>Does he have a star or a slash? You’re stalling.

>I couldn’t see. maybe neither?

>How long have you known him?

>a bit more than four years. since my dad died. dad trusted him, anyway, and he was an enemy of the confedertdsadfsion. but when I get down to it he’s pretty quiet and I don’t know much about him.

>Please be careful my child.

>yeah come on, what kind of stupid do you expect me to do? he’s not gonna find this place.

He couldn’t let him, Sans reminded himself. That meant no more sharing a bed. He had to be able to get out unseen in the mornings. A part of him wished he’d stayed with Grillbz and just forgotten about the broadcast. Surely he wasn’t accomplishing anything by being down here anyway. Would Grillbz be waking up now? Would he still be purring? That was a lie, Toriel had told him how many tuned in to hear the broadcast. It was a sign of defiance and therefore, hope. It was a source of encouragement. And there were the coded words he passed through sometimes when there was no better way to relay information. He couldn’t quit.

>Not if you don’t show him. At least, I hope. You’ve told me your room is well hidden.

>yeah, it is.

>So you don’t trust him?

>I mean I do, as much as anyone else I know, but nobody can know about this. right? it’s safer. I don’t really know him.

>I’m sending your song now, go ahead and get ready. And I wouldn’t definitively say nobody can know ever. It might be good to have a backup, if you’re certain they’re trustworthy.

>I know.

They’d discussed this. Sans had no ideas. He didn’t want to involve Papyrus—and that may never be an option again now. As it stood now, if Sans were prevented from doing the broadcast, there was no one to fill in for him.

>So you’re not going to tell him.

>no.

>I think that’s a wise choice, especially if you don’t know his feelings on the Confederation. He sounds unlikely to be a spy, but anyone can be an informer if they’ve been scared badly enough.

>I know. that’s what I’ve been thinking about. I don’t know what they did to him but I doubt that they just got bored of holding him and let him go free.

>I trust your judgement. You’ll find something to do. Now, what brought this subject up? Have you fallen unexpectedly into love?

>no. this has.. been a thing for a while now I guess. seriously for a few months, but I’ve kinda had a crush on him for years. but I just kinda figured it wouldn’t work and I was just you know, not gonna talk about it I guess and. I dunno, nevermind.

>And?

>what? nothing.

>Child, if you do not finish that ‘and’ I will have a heart attack, turn into a ghost, and come through your monitor to scream ‘WHAT IS IT’ at you.

>geez ma’am calm down it’s not a big deal

>’It’ being?

>ah ok fine. you’re too sharp for me. yeah. something did happen to bring this up. he kissed me. so it made me think he might feel the same way.

>Well that much seems obvious, yes.

…It was pretty obvious now that he’d heard someone else say it. He’d still been half in disbelief at the whole thing. It seemed too good to be true. Although, from a certain perspective, it was the worst possible scenario.

>…yeah probably.

>Certainly. Well, this brings us to a new level. What are you going to do?

>make sure I’m never around him early in the morning so I can get down here on time without looking suspicious.

>Well that is both incredibly detailed and incredibly vague. How are you going to do that?

>I have no idea. any kind of serious relationship sounds like a bad idea at this point.

And he’s currently sleeping in my bed and I don’t want to tell him to move. Sans decided not to bring that up. Heart attacks were bad. He’d figure some way to get through the day and talk to her again when he had decided something for sure.

>I agree. Play your song now. We have about three minutes. Be careful.

>got it, playing now. I will. don’t worry about me.

Sans slipped on his headset.

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun And I say it's all right

>Any news on your brother?

>no. not really. someone thinks they might have seen him maybe, you know how that is.  

>Well, he could still be out there.

>I’ll keep hoping.

>Have I ever told you about my husband?

>no. you’re married?

>In a manner of speaking. We haven’t formally separated.

>oh, that doesn’t sound nice.

>He betrayed me, and countless others who were depending on us, because he wasn’t strong enough to stand against the Confederation. They took our children and threatened to kill them if he didn’t comply with our demands, and to give them back safe if he did. He did. Not at all surprisingly, the children have never been seen again. I’m almost sure they are dead. I rather hope they are. Yet he remains a tool in their hands, meekly doing whatever is asked of him in the hope that someday they will be returned to him. Many people depended on him, who would not have been arrested if he’d refused to comply.

>I’m so sorry.

>Love is dangerous. And yet it defines us. You have to be strong to live here. >Sometimes I wonder if I would have been any better than him under the same pressure. I fled as soon as I heard the children had been taken and was lucky enough to get outside the border safely. Sometimes I imagine that they are alive, and that they will appear here someday. It’s a lie. >…That’s not very uplifting. You have a bit less than a minute. Quick, what does a tangerine call its significant other?

>his main ‘squeeze’ ?

>Haha, very good. You’re live in twenty, and I hope I haven’t ruined your mood with all this.

>not at all.

>Live in ten.

Sans adjusted his headset and suddenly panicked. He had no idea what to say. His mind was a blank. This almost never happened to him, he was good at making things up on the fly. It had been about five seconds. Help. OK fuck he was going to talk about his personal life on the air because he didn’t have any other ideas fuck fuck fuck

>You’re on.

NNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

“Heya it’s the legendary fartmaster back for another perfect day of love and sparkles and torture in the Confederacy of Dunces. Eh? Don’t know how any of you out there are doing, but I hope it’s well. I’m doing OK in a manner of speaking. Just dealing with other people can be hard if you’re not sure who to trust. It seems like we’d all be on the same side, yet it’s hard to know for sure these days, and taking a leap of faith is likely to get you killed by gravity and sharp rocks nine times out of ten. Sorry for the depressing statistics but it’s true and I need to remind myself as well. On a lighter note, did you ever hear the one about the Peacekeeping Captain who didn’t know how to tie his shoes?”

And with that he was back on solid ground. The rest of the broadcast passed normally, except that Sans felt more than usually drained when it was over.

He shut the computer down, dressed in the slightly rumpled clothes he’d brought with him, and attempted to brush off the cobwebs they’d accumulated. This was why he usually dressed in his room.

He teleported into the hallway and froze. He was alone? He was alone. He stared at the door to his room. He needed to lie. He’d… left to change his clothes. Sudden attack of shyness. Yeah, sure.

He crushed the shirt he’d slept in under one arm and swung the door open.

The room was empty, and suddenly he remembered that he hadn’t shut the door behind him when he left.

His mind reeled. He’d miscalculated something. A faint sound that he only now realized he’d been hearing since he appeared in the hallway registered: the sound of static.  He turned.

Grillbz was sitting in his own room with the door open, one hand resting on an ancient radio, staring at Sans with a look that showed he was perfectly aware of the fact that Sans had appeared impossibly from a dead-end hallway.

Grillbz owned an illegal radio.

“Oh hey,” said Sans.

“So it is you?” said Grillbz quietly, switching the radio off.

“Uuhhh?”

“I thought I recognized the accent. You used to do it for Papyrus, to make him laugh. You stopped when he hit the awkward age and didn’t like it anymore.”

“What… accent… heheh….” Sans was trying to decide whether to keep bluffing or just roll with it, which is what he wanted to do, very badly, but what if it were a terrible idea

“Sans,” said Grillbz gravely, standing and walking towards him. He lifted Sans’ hands and pressed them in his own. “You can trust me. I promise.”

Fuck I’m dead.

“I had wondered if it was you,” said Grillbz, running his thumb over Sans’ finger bones. “But I didn’t understand how you could get out of the house—or, do you? Where did you come from just now?”

Snap decisions, Sans decided, will be the death or salvation of both of us.

“Lemme show you.”

He teleported, bringing Grillbz with him.

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