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      Published: 2016-12-17 Updated: 2017-11-15 Chapters: 31/? Words: 57501
****** The stains of the past ******
by LittleLuna
Summary
     When everything started to fall apart in your life, you were too
     young to do anything.
     Many years later you grew tired of trying to fix everything. Every
     person that walked into your life by now only tried to hurt you or
     got hurt. You wanted to end everything.
     So what's the holdup then...?
     Well, a certain skeleton named Sans walked into your life. And he
     refused to give up on you.
Notes
     My first story.I am kinda anxious to upload this,but I can't know if
     it's good if I don't try it out.This has been swimming in my head a
     few weeks and I wanna let it out.If it's crap,constructive criticism
     is appreciated.I wanna try it to look at least decent.It's not beta-
     read,but if there is any mistakes,let me know and I ll fix it.
     This first chapter is set in the past,so don't get confused.Reader
     has a bit of backstory first.Monsters will appear in chapter 3,I
     guess.
See the end of the work for more notes
***** Falling apart-I *****
I watched the sunset peek trough the window of my shabby room. It was finally
morning and it seemed that I could relax since nobody had woken up yet.

I sighed contentedly as I shifted the blanket off myself. It was so warm
already, even though summer was at its beginning. As quietly as I could I went
to the living room and fist bumped the air as I saw that I could finally play
videogames on bros Playstation 2.
I turned it on and started up my favourite game. I excitedly waited the start
screen to pop up so I could finally play without my brothers bickering and
saying that I do everything wrong. It was just a game and I was just learning.
They needed to chill out.
The menu music started playing, stopping my trail of thoughts. This continued
on for some time and I was so immersed into the game that I didn't hear not so
quiet footsteps of my brother Michael.
He startled me when he mumbled: "Good morning. Why are you up so early?"
I dropped the controller on the couch and he started laughing. I pouted,
looking up to his laughing form pretending to be on the verge of tears as I saw
that I lost the game.
"Aww,did you lose the game again?",he cooed.
"I guess I'll have to cheer you up then."
I instantly recognized that smug smirk plastered on his face. I was helplessly
clutching my sides when his fingers started to tickle me mercilessly.
I laughed loudly and tried to stop him but he just made it even worse. Minutes
later when he stopped I was still smiling.
"Had enough?", he sneered.
"Yup. You know there will be a payback for that...later.", I said, my voice
cracking from the lack of use.
"Breakfast?"
"Breakfast.", I said,stretching my hands, so he could pick me up.
"Okay, lazy.Just this time.", he said, picking me up and carrying me to the
kitchen.
 
===============================================================================
 
He made pancakes. Delicious!
This will be a good day, I thought.
Some time later as I ate the last pieces of my pancakes I heard my father
entering the kitchen, pouring himself some coffee that Michael made.
He sighed and smelled the hot coffee and starteed drinking it. He looked happy
and I couldn't understand how could he drink that stuff. It was so gross. I
tried it once when we were at granny's house and I said to myself that I will
never touch it again.
 
The morning continued in peace as everybody woke up and started with the day. I
went playing outside with the kids on the playground.
 
"Noooooo. It's your turn now!", I bashfully said to the boy I had a crush on.
"Okay. Truth or dare?", he snickered. I glared and mumbled 'Dare'.
"Ooooooh. I have a good one. I dare you to kiss me like grown-ups kiss in the
movies."
I squeaked loudly and blushed. He winked and I screeched. Other kids around me
snickered and I shot daggers at my best friend who encouraged me to do it.
I couldn't stand it. I stuttered, trying to get out from this mess.
If I do it everyone will tease me about it.
But I couldn't let myself to be called a coward the rest of my life.
I mustered my courage, preparing myself for what am I about to do. I approached
slowly, listening to the others chanting 'kiss kiss kiss'.
Before our lips could connect, I noticed him blushing even more than me. Before
I could react, he stuttered and said that he has to go home. Everyone howled
with laughter when he started running away from me.
"Okay,you win." , my best friend said,breathless. Then bursting with laughter.
"Did you see his face?I knew it!"
"Knew what?" ,now I was confused.
"He is in love with you, dummy. Just, he didn't expect you would do that."
 
Oh my God, I messed up. He'll never love me after this.I was about to say
something but before I could, my brother showed up.
"Oh, here you are.Come on, we need to get home or we'll be late for lunch."
 
I said my goodbyes and waved to my BFF as I started to walk home, holding
Michael's hand.
"What's for lunch?", I broke the silence.
"Oh,you'll see. We better hurry."
"Why?"
"We'll go to uncle's today. Dad says he needs help with moving in. You can play
with your cousin the rest of the day."
"Really? I can't wait to go! I haven't seen him in a long time!", I replied,
bouncing around excitedly.
 
I haven't seen my cousin for almost a year. We used to go to uncle's place all
the time...and then, something changed.
That's the same time that mom left. I didn't know how to understand this
situation, nobody wanted to say anything about it.
I shrugged, again being caught up in my thoughts.
Everyone said it was bad to overthink everything.
***** Falling apart-II *****
Chapter Summary
     Some fluff, laziness and dread in the air.
Chapter Notes
     Welp.Another chapter.It's more plot on the main character-you.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
It didn't take long before we were going to uncle's place. I silently watched
the cars passing by, slowly drifting off to sleep.
Struggling to keep my eyes open, I entertained myself by counting how many cars
will pass beside my window.
A little more later, I just stopped struggling to keep myself awake. I embreced
the darkness and drifted off.

The trip wasn't long and before I got comfortable, a hand was placed on my
shoulder and I heard my brother telling me to wake up.
I stubbornly replied no to his request which just made him saying it louder and
shaking me until I gave in to his pleas and woke up.
 
"Hnnnnng...are we there yet?", I mumbled quietly, not feeling up to fully open
my eyes.
"Y/N, lazybones, get out of the car already!"
"Okay, okay. Carry me?"
Now when I sobered up from my sleep, I noticed his unamused glare as I
requested to carry me, again.
"Fine. But don't get too comfy. I'll drop you instantly."
"You wouldn't do that, bro. You love me too much."
"Yeah, you're lucky I do."
He carried me again in his arms and I snuggled up to him, squealing loudly when
he loosened the grip on me.
"Told you,don't get too comfy.", he teased.
"Ugh stop teasing and put me down on that couch." , I pointed at the loveseat
in the house, almost right in front of the entrance.
He obeyed my request, dropping me in an instant.
He streched his back, telling me that I get heavier and heavier every day.
"I do not!", I interjected loudly, enough loud to get my cousin's attention.
He perked up when he saw me and came closer, hugging me tightly.

"Oh my gosh,you really got heavier.", he said as he tried to lift me up.

My face was beet red. I glared at both of them when they started laughing at my
facial expression.

My cousin wiped the invisible tear out of his eye and spoke, amusement dripping
from his voice:

"Ahh,it's good to see you, cousin."

"Not so good seeing you after this.", I replied sharply.

"That's fantastic. Wanna see my new room? We finished with the painting
yesterday."
"Sure."
 
We walked from the big hallway into his visibly smaller bedroom. I noticed that
he smiled when I saw the wall. It was a huge mural with flames and some badass
characters from our favourite video games.

"It. Looks....AWESOME!"

He chuckled at my energetic reply, followed up by him poking my side and
nudging me to go to sit on the bed.

"Wanna play?", he asked,holding a joystick. I grabbed it and he started up the
game.
We decided to go against each other, counting off how many rounds we could go
without damage.

"Haha, you lose."

"Well, I'm just warming up."

He started clutching his controller harder, intensely watching the screen. He
was harder to beat this time, but I was determined to do it and win this round.
I noticed he changed patterns of his attacks, so I accomodated to this newfound
routine fast and beat him third time in a row.

"Not fair! Seriously, how did you do that?! I was just using my stronger
attacks on you yet you beat me. How much do you play this crap?"
I laughed at his dumbfounded expression, starting to ramble on about some
strategies and tricks before my aunt bursted in the room.

"Okay,you two. It's a beautiful day outside and yet you sit inside and play
video games.", she said, startling both of us.

"It's okay,ma'. We'll go. Can we go to my friend's house?"

"No! I don't want you two sitting all day it's bad for you you need to enjoy
the fresh air and not be inside all the tim-"
I shut her up by hugging her, my stature too short to give her a proper hug so
I hugged her waist instead.

"Okay okay, auntie. We'll go out and play catch, get some action in our boring
lives."

This seemed to work and she stopped talking, leveling herself lower to kiss my
forehead.
I giggled and grabbed my cousin's hand, running off to the backyard, starting
our game of catch by playing dirty and running off as fast as I can.

Many hours later and shifting in between the various games we played, we
started to make up our own games.
I was so tired, yet I felt content and happy. Finnaly, cousin was the first one
to give up.

Sighing loudly, he proposed that we go to get something to eat. We went inside
and I saw my uncle trying to put all the pieces of the closet.
Dad was looking at the instructions and pointing his finger at the pieces that
needed to be placed.

We got to the kitchen and my cousin made some sandwiches. Sitting in
comfortable silence we munched on them, watching our dads get frustrated when
something was wrong.
By the time we finished our meal, they solved the problem and almost finished
it.

"Want some rest? Mike and I will finish it later."

"Sure. Long day and all."
"Will do. Why don't you two head home? It's getting dark. Michael said he'll
stay the night.", uncle said to my dad, lighting a cigarette he took out of the
pocket.

My dad nodded, beckoning me to come with him. We finally said our goodbyes and
headed to the car. The sun was no longer bright, instead bloody red mixed with
purple, giving off a weird vibe in the air around me.
 
It was getting colder.
 
Or was it just me?
Chapter End Notes
     This was difficult to write.Some painful memories are inserted
     here.You'll see later on.
***** What is real and what is fantasy? *****
Chapter Summary
     Violence ensues. If you are not comfortable with graphic mentions of
     car accidents or anything similar, please don't read.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
I was sweating. Everything was wrong. This was all wrong. The dread feeling was
still hanging in the air, falling over my inconherent thoughts. I wanted to
speak but my lips were sewn shut.
Dad started up the car after some time he spent fumbling endlessly with the
keys. The sound of the tires screeching as he started to drive only made me
more nervous.
My heart was pounding in my head like the drums followed up with deafening
sound of my blood racing trough my body.
And yet...My father...He looked relaxed. Was he not feeling what I felt?
He started humming a cheerful tone, his right hand reaching to turn up the
volume on the radio.
I silently watched him in horror, not believing anything in front of my eyes.
The intensity of the moment seemed to stretch to infinity and nothing about
this seemed right.
"What is up with you? You look pale, like you saw a ghost."
 
The concern in his eyes seemed to grow, I wanted to say anything, but I felt my
jaw clenching and my voice box refusing to let out any sound.
I choked on my own saliva when I tried to say to him to pay attention to the
road.

The sun seemed to slowly fade away from the sky, casting weird shadows all over
the car. The softness of the seat that I slept in earlier that day suddenly
felt harsh, the roughness of the material leaving me shivering when I brushed
my fingertips against it.
Dad focused on the road, seemingly noticing that whatever I am dealing with
right now can wait.
I mentally released a sigh of relief, not wanting for him to lose his attention
on the long road.
Wait,when did this ride became so long? It seemed a lot shorter earlier today.
Another wave of fear found a way to my body, setting my nerves on fire and my
adrenaline kicking in.

Bile in my stomach threatened to come out, my head getting dizzy from the
anticipation of the moment, my hands shaking and my legs twitching.
"Are you okay? Tell me what's wrong, (Y/n)? Look, we'll get home soon. Do you
hear me?"
 
His voice blended in the background when I let out a deafening scream.
The lights from another car coming in our way seemed to approach even faster
than before.
Turning around and looking at the road ahead, he struggled to try to not get us
killed.
He tried to turn the car other way, he really did. I was frozen,feeling tears
pouring in my eyes when the blinding light collided into the car.

The glass shards flew everywhere, metal against metal crashing so fast that I
couldn't do anything.
I instantly shielded myself, preparing to be squished in my backseat.
My vision was getting blurry, I felt darkness pulling me into its cold embrace.
But I couldn't give up.
I needed to save us. Check on him. I may be a child, but I'm not stupid.
I need to call an ambulance.
I....needed him alive. I didn't want to live without a family.
The burning pain I felt was so strong, but I knew that I needed to do
something. The doors on my left seemed enough fine to open up.

I grabbed the handle and nudged it with my full force, leaning my whole body
foward. I fell down on the rough floor, bruising my arms in the process. I
flinched at the touch of the cuts on my arms.
As fast as I could I walked to the door, my ankle throbbing when I leaned on
it.
I opened the door with difficulty, the lock giving up when I pulled it the
third time.
My dad's limp form on the front seat was unmoving, his head bloody because of
the cut on his forehead. His gaze turned to me, watching me as I tried to move
him out of the car.
 
"Hehe...my princess is so brave."
Immediately after he said that blood poured from his mouth. He gnashed his
teeth in pain.
 
"D-dad, I'll get you out of here,please, hold on, I'll try to drag you home if-
"
"Shhhh...don't. You can't.....save me."
He coughed up even more blood. Tears spilled out when I saw his weak form, the
injuries... "-I-I w-want you to promise me somethin-g."
More blood came out. He wheezed, the sound of it making my stomach drop.
"A-anything for you,d-dad."
He took my shaking hands and pressed them on his chest.
"Be g-good...o-okay?"
I felt it happen. His heart weakened until is stopped. The light behind his
eyes faded, his smiling grin dissapearing leaving me alone on this world.
I hugged his warm corpse, crying harder than ever.
I wanted for him to come back.
But he didn't.
"I promise, dad. I promise."
The air around me was still, dread slowly fading away.
My body was ready to give up, but my mind didn't.
I felt a warm feeling in my chest, something alluring that didn't let me to let
go of this world. My heart tugged at the sensation, the need to be kind, to
protect and refuse to give up getting stronger.
 
But looking up to see the drunken form of the driver getting sick, throwing up
on the dirt and stumbling to get to you filled you with something...else that
didn't know morals or kindness.
He dropped on the ground right on the spot where he had thrown up, too drunk to
care what he did.
 
Disgusting.
===============================================================================
 
I groaned internally, blinking away the crystalyzed tears from my face.
It's been 8 years since the accident and it still haunted me. It wasn't often
for me to dream about it, but everytime I did it triggered this feeling that
I'll never be fixed.
The chilly air in my bedroom did nothing to wash away the painful memories.
I got up from my bed and stumbled to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my
teeth to prevent bad morning breath.
Looking at my face in the mirror did nothing to boost my confidence. In fact, I
noticed how terrible I look.

The unnatural paleness of my skin, bags under my eyes screaming how badly I
slept this night and terrible bedhead I was having at the moment.
 
"You look even worse today,(Y/n)." , I replied to myself in the mirror,
thinking about my depression and when did I get at this point in my life.
What happened to the smiling,easily excitable kid I was?
 
Oh. Right. Shitty past. That happened. Uncaring mother, abusive stepfather,
brothers moving out of the state, searching better carrers and me getting stuck
in the shabby place that I call my apartment with a mundane job in a coffee
shop two blocks away.
But it's a good thing that I'm not dead...yet.
Stop with the overthinking, (Y/n). It will get better.
Finishing my breakfast I ran in a hurry when I saw I'm already late to work. I
cursed, looking down to the purse only to remember that I haven't dressed up
yet. I am still standing here in my pajamas.
Shit.
I hurried up to my room, trying to get some clean clothes.
I eyed the messy bedroom taking whatever the hell was within my reach. When I
dressed up, I looked at the watch and saw I was 20 minutes late.
Welp. No time to think. I locked the door, sprinting down the stairs, meeting
the cold air outside.
My legs hurt from not being used to running, but I made it really fast.
My best friend was already working full force, the place packed with customers.
As I rushed to get to help him, his eyes lit up at the sight of me.
 
"Late again,huh?"
"Yup.Didn't have a decent sleep last night."
"Was it that bad?"
I choked and nodded, confirming his doubts about nightmares that reappeared
again, after such a long time.
 
I was caught up in my own thoughts, being on autopilot as I served one coffee
after another. It was mundane, simple and boring.
The rest of my shift proceeded, uneventful. I fidgeted with my hands when
people started leaving and the place finally being almost empty.
Finally, some peace at least.
"Do you wanna talk about it?", He placed his hand on my shoulder, his eyes
focused at the expression on my face when I almost flinched at the touch.
 
"No. I think I'm better now,I guess?"
"You sure about that?"
"Yes,I'm sure. I need some time to think, okay?"
"Okay, (Y/n). I'm here if you wanna talk."
 
Not long after that my shift ended and I was finally able to go home.
I was drained from all the talking, trying to keep my composure, not letting my
best friend know about how helpless I was feeling.
Like many things that I wasn't brave to say to anyone. Once I reached my home I
started preparing the microwave dinner, like usual.
I grabbed the plate when it was finished and plopped down on the cheap,
battered purple couch in my living room. I mindlessly flipped the channels
trying to find something that at least looked decent.
That's the time when this day's headline of the news caught my full attention.
-"...here with a live report on the recent events that concern the goverment
officials. It seems that these strange creatures appeared in the middle of the
day during the local festival in the village near Mount Ebott. Their ambassador
by the name of Frisk said that there is no need for concern and they are trying
to reassure the president that there will be no need to solve this by conflict
or war, but rather trying to use a peaceful approach. The monster race will be
permitted to live in the cities that are close to the mountain until the terms
of agreement aren't official."
 
I was dumbfounded. Monsters that came from the mountain, living there without
anyone knowing about it?
 
Were they really peaceful? What did this mean for everyone?
And more important, living in a city near the mountain, what will life look
like from this day foward?
Chapter End Notes
     Okay.I think I'm finished...for now.I'll update next week or
     so...we'll see.
***** Hangout! Start....? *****
Chapter Summary
     *bad impersonation of danisnotonfire*
     Awkward cheeky bants!
Chapter Notes
     I tried to work harder on this chapter and I think I'm getting more
     comfortable with writing.
     Also...
     HOLY SHIT GUYS asdfghjkl I thought my writing was bad and that no one
     will even notice this story since there are so many of them there.
     So many hits...thats a lot of people...
     And of course,I want to thank anyone who left kudos or bookmarked
     this story.You made my whole month!
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Two long weeks have passed since monsters appeared on the surface.
The rumors that were spreading amongst people were something I started to
despise.
More people started to come at the shop, chatting about monsterkind.
The working hours left me more tired than usual, all the noise around me
deafening my mind, which happened to be a good distratcion for my invasive
thoughts.
Conviniently so, some people were chatting louder, even enough for me to catch
up on the things that they spilled from their mouths, thinking that no one
payed much attention.
 
Two middle-aged women, our regular customers who were so kind towards me
suddenly seemed so hateful, racist and so alien.
"Yeah, have you looked at the news? If you ask me, I think those freaky
creatures were better staying where they were."
"I know,right? And have you seen the pictures they showed on the TV? I will
definetly not allow my kids to even come near them."
"Oh, here you are, dearie. Thank you for bringing us our order. Wait a bit so I
can pay you. Here you go."
 
She handed me a crumpled bill. I took it with haste, feeling that plastic smile
on my face, trying my best not to lose any control.
"Keep the change.", she chirped.
"Thank you.", I said, sugar coating the venom that dripped from my voice.
"You're welcome, dear. Now where was I..oh yes..."
The disturbing chatter continued, and it took me every ounce of self-control to
try not to yell out loud how racist they sounded.
I quickly paced away from their table, my jaw clenching as I approached to my
colleague.
He wasn't his oddly cheerful self and it looked like he was glaring at the
couple just close enough to hear what were they talking about.
I shifted my attention at the conversation between the two.
 
"....don't know what do they think about it all. How is he supposed to endure
this?"
"I don't know, honey. Maybe he could move out to a safer place."
"You think so? But what will happen if the president elects to let them roam
around freely?"
"It won't happen. You saw what was taking place on the main square, right? No
one will ignore a protest like that. Besides, our son can always move back to
us. That way we can ensure that no monster will be his neighbour."
 
I glanced back at him, noticing a big scowl he wore on his face.

He looked at me in the eyes and he nodded, knowing that we shared the same
opinion on the subject.
We discussed about monsters a week ago and I've learned that he accepted them
pretty fast and even one monster family had moved into the house that was
abandoned a long time ago, near his place.
He didn't say much about them except that they are the kindest people he has
ever met.
It made me feel that the fear I've felt when the news hit was misplaced.
And I knew him well enough that he didn't sugar-coat it when he said such
thing. He was always down-to-earth, patient and quite observant.
Our personalities clashed with eachother, with me being confident, quick-
witted, sarcastic and dauntless.
But...not anymore.
All the shitty things tied down to one thing: I wasn't like this anymore. I
closed myself down, building a wall between myself and the world.
The world that I was so keen on exploring suddenly became so vast and big, and
it all broke down to one painful fact: I felt so little, so helpless and broken
that I was scared of being hurt.
How many persons were there that could hurt me like my stepfather did?
I shrugged those thoughts away,trying to keep my composure in front of my
friend.
Stop thinking, I thought to myself.
 
Bringing myself out of my head and mind-boggling thoughts, I noticed my friend
looking at me, saying something that I didn't catch upon on.
 
"Hey,are you listening?"
"Hmmm....?"
"Daydreamer."
"...."
The awkwardness of this way embarrasing banter left me flustered, my cheeks
turning pink at the thought of being caught in letting my guard in the middle
of the shop, on work.
And the intense look he gave me didn't help. He looked like he knew what was on
my mind.
 
"Uhhh...I said..our shift is nearly over...and it's Friday...."
"Uh-huh....(?)"
"So I wanted to ask...do you...wanna go to my place...? We could play video
games and order a pizza....or..uh...watch some movies...ha-ha....(this is so
awkward)."
I looked at him, dumbfounded.
Is he flirting and failing miserably? Is he...romantically intrested in me?!
"???..."
"I-I...*cough*...hold on, n-no not...in a romantic way. Just...hanging out like
best buddies??"
"Uhhhhh...I...don't think that's a good idea...ummm.."
 
His face contorted, all the color in his face draining, looking like a kicked
puppy at my response.
Shit shit shit. Best friends, remember?
 
"Uhh...what I meant to say...ha, I think that's a great idea?..."
He coughed, clearing his throat.
"Errrm, I mean only if you want to... ?No pressure, right.?"
Oh god. I fucked up.
I cringed at his words. Ouch.
Was I that cold? How could I treat my B.F.F like that? He always knew what's
best for me.
A hangout would be nice. We didn't do that...like, 7 years?
"No, I want to, really. I...think some company wouldn't hurt, right?
Now I made him uncomfortable. Grreeeeeatt. Fantastic.
"Oh. Okay. Let's clean this place up and we'll get underway."
 
We cleaned the shop as soon as the remaining customers left. We are a good
team. While I made sure that the tables were clean and that everything was in
its place he took care that the floor is as clean as it could be.
 
It way such a long day. I glanced at the clock and it was 8:01 PM.
That took less than expected.
Finishing our shift, we grabbed our stuff and got ready to leave. I locked the
doors and gave him the keys, not knowing if I'll be late again tomorrow.
He took the lead, walking towards his car.

When we got there I took a deep breath, focusing on shaking off bad memories
and keeping in mind that he is a careful driver and that nothing will happen on
our way to his place.
I sat carefully in the front seat, remembering to put the seatbelt on. Better
safe than sorry.
"Ready?", he said, noticing how tense I look.
"Yup. I-I trust you", I whispered, nodding at his question.
 
He was driving very carefully, glancing at me every now and then to make sure
I'm fine.
Even when I dissaprovingly shot a glance back at him, I couldn't feel more safe
at the moment, feeling warm and relaxed that he was so caring, knowing that he
would stop if he noticed any sign of distress.
We didn't talk, but it wasn't awkward. It was comfortable even if it was so
intense.
He parked his car on the driveway of his house and the breath I didn't realize
I was holding came out from my lungs, it way finally over.
Nothing happened.
 
We were both safe. I felt proud for surviving this. Something that was so usual
in the lives of other people brought fear into mine.
No panic attacks, no bad memories recreated, everything was normal and I was
alive.
A wave of relief passed right trough me as we got out of the car, greeting the
chilly air.
He smiled, looking at me as we walked to his front door.
 
When we entered his place I noticed how much it changed. I wasn't here for so
long that I almost forgot how it looked.
I knew he renovated the place when his mother died and father moved out,
leaving him to live on his own.
And god, I couldn't help but feel nostalgia for those days when we were kids,
playing video games in the living room and organising sleepovers with making
blanket forts or pillow fighting until we were both out of breath, deciding
that we were finally ready for bedtime.
 
"You can look around if you want. I'll go to the kitchen to make some hot
chocolate. Want some?"
"You don't even have to ask. Like in the old times, remember?"
He smiled at my response, proceeding to go to the kitchen to make it.
 
When was the last time we hung out like this?
Too long, whatever I thought.
I walked to see the rest of the place, the entirety of my being feeling fuzzy
inside at the thought of this place being like a second home.
I noticed that he still had our old pictures from the time we were so little.
There were some awkward ones, like they were taken in the wrong time, but it
was adorable and funny and it made me happy.
 
Like that time we were playing catch outside and it started raining. We didn't
get home until we were soaked to the bone getting dirty from stepping into the
mud.
 
He even slipped and fell into mud at some point. I laughed and teased him for
so long that even he could't help himself but laugh.
I wandered around until I decided that I should go back and see how is he doing
with that hot chocolate.

I saw him entering the living room, carrying two hot cups and some popcorn. It
smelled amazing.
 
I sat on the couch, finally breaking the silence.
 
"Sooo...games or movies?"
"'s fine. You choose."
"Hmmm...I dunno. How about this: we watch a movie and then we play two rounds
of whatever you have."
"That's a good idea. Gosh, you're so smart."
 
He messed up my hair when he pet me on the head.
 
"Stop. You're messing my hair!"
"Awww. You're still cute when you make that face."
"....idiot."
"Shovelface."
"Jerk."
"Chicken."
"What are we,five?", I said,breaking the chain of giving eachother mean
nicknames.
 
Silence continued until we started laughing at the sheer stupidity of the
conversation we are having.
It felt great that something so dumb could relieve all the tension that we had
between us.
Still laughing, we tried to pick a movie, failing miserably at such a trivial
task because we playfully argued which movie is better:
Star Wars or Lord of The Rings.
He finally said that since it was my idea to watch a movie and then play, we've
come to an agreement that if I pick a movie, he will pick a game. Fair
decision.
 
The rest of the night was filled with laughter and absurd commentary from both
of us until the late hours of the evening.

I was having so much fun that I forgot how late it really is until I saw that
it's almost 1 AM.
I shrieked, thanking whatever higher force there is that we work the shift in
the afternoon instead of the one in the morning.
I thanked for the hospitality, grabbing my stuff and getting ready to leave.
He frowned at my decision to go home, but knowing some boundaries between us he
let me leave, persistent in offering me to crash at his place for the night or
at least giving me a lift home, but I refused, already marching into the cold
night, when he asked again.
"You sure about that? It's not a problem at all..Just way the word."
Feeling tense in his presence again, I shook my head and refused.
"Nah. I think I need some alone time. I'll see you again tomorrow. Besides,
it's just a short walk, nothing special. I can handle myself."
"Alright. It's not like I can stop you. Stay safe,okay? And make sure to call
me when you get home. I want to see you in one piece tomorrow."
"I will. See ya. We should hang out more."

He smiled, hugging me and weirdly enough I didn't flinch from his touch.
I felt warmth and safety from before, smiling at him when I waved him goodbye,
leaving him standing alone, his tall figure getting smaller and smaller as I
went further into the night.
Chapter End Notes
     tbh i think i'll update more since holidays are almost here.
     Yay!
***** The run and the chase-I *****
Chapter Summary
     It would be right to say...(Y/n) fucked up.
     ...
      
     ....
      
      
     Almost.
Chapter Notes
     YayA! Two updates in one day...err technically...It's past midnight
     (what am I even doing...)
Everything was mostly silent. The walk home took longer than expected. And
though I'm not keen on to confess that I got lost, I did.
 
This is bad.
 
I roamed around in the dark, the street lights not doing much to light up the
pavement beneath me. The sight of nice, small and cozy homes from before were
replaced with the scenery of cheap apartments.
Looking around, trying to focus on what was I seeing, I noticed drunk men on
the opposite side of the street.
The sound of the glass bottle shattering startled me making me look at them
properly.
Walking away from them,not noticing in which street I walked into I proceeded
to get home as soon as possible.
And then I realized where I was. Stopping in the middle of the street, taking
in the sight of everything around me, shocked that I even ended up in the shady
part of the city, I instantly remembered that of all the streets, I entered the
most notorious of them all.
Fuck.
And being the dumbass I am, I recieved a lot of fucking attention for standing
there like a statue.
Then I heard it. It seemed like the group of men I saw in the street before
this one were stalking me.
"What's up with you, princess? Are you fucking lost or something?"
 
The one that smashed the bottle just a moment before spoke up, his raspy voice
twisting my insides. Without turning around, I noticed the whistling sounds of
the group coming closer.
Panic welled up in my guts,the adrenaline rush kicking in, I listened my
instincts telling me to run. Fast.
 
So naturally I did. Without paying any attention in which way I was going, my
legs carried me to a street a block away from my apartment, feeling relieved
because I noticed the bar that opened close to me not long ago, knowing which
way to go to ensure that I reach the safety of my home without random
encounters.

My legs hurt from so much running. I wheezed, trying to control my breath,
stopping for a moment when I started feeling light-headed. Leaning onto the
wall of the building beside me, I panted, trying to get some air.
Without even hearing them coming so close, I yelped in pain when a strong,
muscular arm pinned me on the wall. Someone yanked my hair, pulling me closer
to the one that pinned me. I screamed in terror when I noticed the hard-on he
was sporting inside his pants and I knew what was happening.
He put a hand on my mouth, muffling the screams that I wanted to let out.
Thinking fast,I bit his hand, making him flinch at the pain which was enough to
call out for help.

He forcefully brought it back, gripping his hand around my mouth tighter.
"Oh, we have a feisty one, boys. We are going to enjoy this one."
 
I kicked and tossed around, trying to let myself free from the tight grip he
held me in. The other men laughed at me, watching my helpless struggle against
him. That disgusting bastard licked a long stripe on my neck, blowing on it
just before he bit down at my tender flesh.

This is the end, I thought when one of them unbuttoned my coat, tearing my
shirt in one swift movement, ogling at the dark velvet bra on me.
"This one has some meat on her bones, boys. Look at those glorious tits!"
My body shook in fear when one of them took out a knife, dragging it across my
skin before cutting my bra in half, the cold air crawling on my exposed skin.
The man behind me tore my coat off, my bare back pressing against him.He
shuddered, enjoying this, his cock twitching when he pressed harder against me.
"Such a lovely lady, wouldn't you agree? Look at the whore, she enjoys this,
don't you?"
Others sneered, watching my now limp form, tears streaming down my face when
one of them unbuttoned the zipper on his pants, looking at me, amused look on
his face when he noticed where was I looking.

I wanted to die. Now it would be a good time for that. The flashbacks of my
stepfather doing the same thing they now were about to do were too much.
No use in fighting back now. Everything is hopeless.
I choked on the air when he removed his hand, feeling disgusted that I didn't
try to cry for help again.
I sobbed quietly, my whole body weighing me down from guilt, dropping roughly
on my knees, bruising them on the cold pavement, I shut down my physical part
of me, swimming around the thoughts inside my head, searching for
anything..anyone I can think of.
"That's a good gal, boys. Why don't we give her a good time?"
 
Something shifted in the air. I noticed it, but no one around me didn't.
Whatever it was...
 
"hehe...tibia honest, buddy, you are not going to give anybody anything.
instead, i've got some bones to pick with ya freaks..so how about we start it?"
 
Forcing myself out of my thoughts, I snapped my head towards the deep voice.
Staring at the darkness for long enough, the figure in the dark stared back.
***** The run and the chase-II *****
Chapter Summary
     Continuing on when I stopped writing.Only this time from the other
     side of the coin.
Chapter Notes
     I tried experimenting with Sans' POV.
     This is the result.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Sans POV
It was happening again.
This was merely a routine from my side now,happening only because of the sake
of it.

Show up on the right place,wait,give them a talk and judge them.At their first
run,they were nice.Everyone got their happy ending through a bit mysterious
way,the barrier broke while everyone was unconscious making him filled with
questions he was a bit afraid to know the awnser of.
The kid led them to the surface and stars...it was amazing.It made him
emotionally invested and he cared for them a great deal.The sunset that they
met togheter,everyone standing in front of the giant warm ball called the sun
filled him with hope.And who was he to deny the kid a bit of alone time?
Everyone parted ways,waiting to explore the vast world that awaited them.
Papyrus,the goofball that was his brother decided to be the mascot for the
little ambassador.
Everything went well,everyone was alive and a happy future was awaiting them.
 
 
So,how was I supposed to feel when after a week of getting to know how to start
to live to the full extent it all became undone,the fabric of time
shifting,ripping itself only to mend once again?
At first I thought that I only dreamed of getting out.It was silly of me to
think otherwise.
Waking up at the same spot I slept on my post in Snowdin wasn't bad,at first.
 
Because I was dreaming.
I heard the door at the end of the forest closing,blinking away my sleep when I
felt a strong force of something I couldn't put a finger on coming closer,the
snowy path littered with fresh trail of footsteps.This captured my attention
and I teleported to the clearing behind them,watching them walk foward to the
bridge.I stretched my hand foward,magic seeping from the bony palm of my
hand,breaking the tough looking stick on the ground.This alarmed them,the
ominous sound echoing through the forest,catching their attention,making them
turn around to see what was the cause of it.I quickly teleported to avoid being
caught,watching them on the edge of the forest,the trees shielding me from
their gaze.
 
They halted before they approached the bridge becoming aware of my presence
when I intentionally made myself louder,making sure that they noticed.
*H u m a n.D o n ' t  y o u  k n o w  h o w  t o  g r e e t  a  n e w  p a l?
T u r n  a r o u n d  a n d  s h a k e  m y  h a n d.
Looking at their face properly,I noticed there was a striking similarity
between the human I was dreaming about and the one standing in front of me.
Huh.
Perhaps it wasn't a dream at all.
 
I remembered only bits and pieces of it so I started keeping record of
everything.
The reset-proof lab was truly a gift in the times coming ahead.
The resets were becoming more often,their hunger for power growing bigger and
bigger as they grew to become more corrupted.It was maddening to watch them
playing with the lives of the other monsters.
 

This was the time when judging became harder,having to look more into their
soul,search for clues and hints,something that was firm and solid,something
that didn't change in them after resetting,but instead of looking at the pure
innocent soul of a determined child,I was forced to look at their corruption
growing,their EXP points growing more,LOVE increasing until the person that I
was friends with dissapeared,forcing my hand to hurt them after everyone I
cared for was turned to dust.
What is the diffrence now?
 
Of all the times we did this,learning the tricks and rules of the game we
played,this was the longest time we all spent on the surface and Frisk...they
seemed happy,relieved even.
I shuffled through the pages of my lab notes,frustrated at the fact that the
pattern they followed changed.This meant that something else changed in
them.Whatever theory I came up with,it didn't fit.The entries were not helping.
I glanced at the clock,it was almost midnight.
I knew that if I went to sleep right now,I would go back to dreaming of golden
halls and red blood smeared everywhere.
I got up from my chair,feeling bone-tired from the brainstorming I went trough
this evening.
 
A walk would be nice.
 
Walking trough the hallway of our new home,I opened the doors to Papyrus'
room,looking at his unconscious sleepy form,his cute snores echoing in the
silent space between us.
"I'll be back soon,Papy.Sleep tight."
Smiling to myself,I quietly closed the door,sighing.

Better get going.
I grabbed my signature jacket and teleported on the spot in front of the
house,glad that there weren't any humans on the street.
Wouldn't that be a funny thing?
A skeleton coming out of nowhere,dissapearing in front of their very eyes
before he could get any reaction.
I finally got the chance to look at the city better,the buzzing noises from the
souls of the humans not present around me when I mindlessly walked into the
unknown.
I knew that an opportunity like this could be ripped from me if Frisk decided
to reset.
Stop thinking that way...maybe there is hope this time.
I focused on looking at the dull surroundings of abandoned streets,taking in
every detail that I missed in the daylight.My eyes(or the lack of them)easily
adjusted to the darkness around me, stopping every now and then to look at
something that looked inetresting,trying to carve every detail into my mind.

Walking around the corner I saw a woman that was walking on the pavement.
An odd sight,considering how late it was.I was intrigued.
I didn't want to scare her off so I kept walking in the shadow.Especially
because of the fact that I am a monster and she is a human.
I didn't want to recieve any racist comments,especially when I considered how
intimidating I might look.
She looked mesmerizing,her hair flowing as she walked fast,I struggled to keep
the pace as I couldn't stop following her for some odd reason.
 
Pacing through the street I noticed that she looked on the opposite side and I
thanked the stars that the shadows kept me from her gaze.I looked in the
direction of the way she was looking when someone smashed the bottle on the
ground.
"Hey,take a looksie.A freak steps right into our teritorry."

Glancing back at the woman I followed,I saw that I was losing her from my
sight.
"Looking at the pretty lady over there,huh?Too bad you won't get any."
 
The others around sneered at the comment,fake pity in their eyes when they
glanced at my skeletal form and I knew what they were thinking.
Filthy beasts.Disgusting.I flinched and shuddered when I noticed where they
were glancing,my anger building up inside of me.

I hissed at them,feeeling my magic flowing through my body,curling around my
phalanges.
The others noticed this little display,some of them shocked at the growing blue
flame.I knew it was a bad idea to do this,but my frustration from earlier that
night was the thing that broke me,breaching through my reasoning only to leave
it behind.
This capatured the attention of the bulky one in the middle,his eyes looking at
my every move.I could feel him feel intimidated by me,but his instincts
screaming that I am a threat he wanted to eliminate.
He smirked smugly,toying with his knife.
He reminded me of the corrupted version of Frisk and if I didn't do anything
about this,I'll be dusted.
He stepped closer to me,pointing its sharp edge at my face.
 
 
"You wanna die,freak?One step and you're dead.
The lady you scared off is ours to claim.Now boys,let's have some fun."

The others continued on,running to chase after her.
 
He still stood there,knife in his hand,looking at me coldly and smirking to
himself.
I flinched when he wanted to stab me and I cursed myself when he almost
succeded.
 
Fuck.
He ruined my blue jacket.Luckily he missed.

That was a close one.
He tried again but i was faster,dodging the attack,teleporting right behind him
and throwing a bone at him.
It hit him in the stomach,his other hand clutching at his side and I ran off.
It was a coward thing to do,but considering the fact that I have 1 HP was
reasonable enough.
He ran towards me,rage-filled as he made haste to chase me,getting more and
more frustrated that I managed to slip his grip by teleporting to another
place.
Not looking where I really was going,I noticed something that was happening in
the distance.
That woman from before was on the other side from the street,fighting herself
for her own life when I was chased around by the man with the knife.I noticed
the similarities between the man that was tearing off her coat and the one that
attacked me.
Listening to the footsteps of the man approaching me fast,I concentrated
hard,sweat dripping on my skull as I stretched my hand towards him,slamming him
down on the ground when I turned his soul into blue.He sceramed in pain and I
heard bones breaking.
Yikes.Welp.At least he got what he deserves.He laid there unconscious so I
approached him,standing beside his limp form,looking for any signs of him being
dead.
Because I didn't crave getting any LOVE.
After reassuring myself I did the right thing,I built a bony cage around
him,just to make sure he doesn't move.
Moving towards the scene that looked so wrong,I didn't want to waste any time
so I teleported to the spot out fo their sight,dark enough for them not to
notice me but close enough to act.
Chapter End Notes
     So...did I do well?I dunno,the opinion of oneselves creations is
     invalid...
     You be the judge.
     And,please please tell me if you want more of Sans' POV.
     Also,since I can't think of any good puns,there really isn't almost
     any in there...(•-•)
***** Stranger danger *****
Chapter Summary
     Time to geeeeeet dunked ooon!
Chapter Notes
     Brace yourselves,bad puns are coming.
      
     ...
      
     Continuing off where I left it.
     Time to meet Sans,(Y/n)!
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Someone's going to have a bad time.
 
"That's a good gal,boys.Why don't we give her a good time?"
I stared at (Y/n),or more practiculary,her soul that was calling for help.I
slowly approached them.She snapped her head up,her bare chest moving faster as
she greedily inhaled every bit of air possible like it was her last.
*hehe...tibia honest,buddy,you are not going to give anybody
anything.instead,i've got some bones to pick with ya freaks..so how about we
start it?
"HEY.IT'S THAT FREAK FROM EARLIER.YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS,BOYS!"
"Oh,you're gonna,regret this,bonehead."
The leader stepped up,his knife in his hand,ready to attack like a savage he
is.
Looking at his features closely,the distinct nose and dark blond hair and
cold,grey eyes,it clicked in me that the one that I knocked down unconscious is
his twin brother.
Silence present in the air,the only thing that made a faint noise at all was
that woman's breathing,now gradually becoming slower when she looked at me.
I chuckled darkly,deciding to play with the prey before bringing them down.
*heh..call me what you want,but I've got thick skin.
"Pffft.We got a jokster here.I hate jokes.Why don't we shut him up properly?"
 
He did the same mistake as his twin did.
 
He moved fast foward,knife swinging,trying to slice me in half.Only he didn't
knew that I masterfully learned how to dodge this attack by countless resets
and trial and error.
I pulled out his soul,dark orange glow lighting up the street,his panicked
expression filling others with dread and shock.
 
*that's a lot of LOVE you got here,pal.too bad.
 
 
Agonizingly slowly,using up a fair amount of magic I turned him blue,his soul
now completely in my control.
*heh,don't look so blue.after all,ya ought to end up deep rest.
 
 
He looked angry,using all of his willpower to break free.
I laughed,slamming him on the pavement until his blood spluttered creating an
unique trail of red around the terrified looking faces,all of them watching as
his soul became weaker,the bright aura that lit their faces in a glow of orange
now nothing more than a weak light,dropping until it looked battered and small.
The men glanced in between themselves in utter disbelief as I stopped,leaving
him with enough of HP to survive but his soul was now scarred and I sighed in
satisfaction knowing that the justice had been fullfiled.
*well,who is next?
I said,the threat alarming them and it was enough to send them back in the
direction they came from,their screams piercing through the silent night.
 
 
The lady stared at me,shielding her torso from my gaze,shivering from the
cold.Or was she scared?
 
I took off my blue jacket,giving it to her.
She needs it more than me,anyway.
She looked up,profusely mumbling "thank you's" as she shielded herself from me.
Her bottom lip was quivering and then she broke down in tears.
 
*hey buddy,everything's going to be fine.
She looked up,her eyes looking at mine,tears streaming down her cheeks one
after another.
Before I could react,though,she jumped at me,hugging my bones tightly.She took
me by suprise,but I hugged her back.
*jeez lady.can i at least know your name before you jump my bones?
 
She laughed at that,and stars...it wasn't melodious at all,her throat raspy and
dry,but it made me happy.
"(Y/n).And yours?"
*the name's sans.sans the skeleton.
She looked at me,her eyes widening,and then she laughed harder.
"You're named after a font?"
*yep.but i still think it's FONTastic.
"..."
*come on,that was a SANSational joke.
There was that laugh again.Only this time it was more clear and sounded more
lovely,warming my soul in the cold night.
When she stopped laughing,finally getting some air,she breathlessly replied:
"You're such a comic,Sans."
She grinned,a big,bright smile forming on her face.
It reminded me of how Undyne would smile whenever she would talk about Alphys.
*you know,it's kinda getting cold here.wanna go home?i'll follow ya to avoid
trouble,if you want.
She looked like she thought about it for a moment,before she got up,wiped the
dirt off her clothes and smiled.
"Sure.I'm sure It'll be a lot safer.Besides,you look intimidating enough to
throw off any mons-
umm,foe so yes."

She blushed,it seemed like she was embarrased that she offended me and I
smiled.
*'s no problem.lead the way.
Chapter End Notes
     Man,(Y/n) is tough.
***** Doubt *****
Chapter Summary
     (Y/n) doesn't know what to think about Sans anymore.
     But he reassures you that everything is going to be fine.
Chapter Notes
     The night has to end,yes?
See the end of the chapter for more notes
We walked togheter,leaving the cruel men behind.
I was still frightened,the pun-loving skeleton showed me nothing but
kindness,however..his rescue was so well-timed.
Too well.
It wasn't like I wasn't greatful for what he did,that he saved me,I just...I
didn't know how to trust someone anymore.
For so long,I was tangled into lies,one after one,always being told what I want
to hear,not what I should.
 
That's why I placed doubt before seeing for myself.
 
Like being in a cage,always called only out of necessity,to serve a purpose.
 
A purpose that is a lie.
Was his purpose in saving me a lie?
And what purpose did I needed to partake in this?
And how will I ever repay him?
Too many unawnsered questions and not enough awnsers.
 
The skeleton was charming,to say at least.Not just because he saved me,he was
easily likeable,so laid back as I caught up on in the chit-chat we had on our
way to my place.
I was kind of jealous of him being so relaxed,so chilled out that it left me
doubting his character even more.
 
Why did he bother saving me?
After all,I couldn't be saved from myself.
 
When he fought the men that assaulted me,I saw how powerful he is.He brought
down the sturdy,blonde guy like it was a piece of cake.
 
And yet,he didn't harm me.
He comforted me after it was all over.He even came so far in his intentions to
reassure me that I'll be fine that he told me bad puns and cringey jokes.
 
And I loved it.
 
But somehow,that intense feeling that I'm walking home with a stranger,the
first monster that I've ever met,someone powerful and dangerous still nestled
inside me and I couldn't do anything to push it aside.
 
 
*you okay there,buddy?you have been silent since we crossed the road on our way
to your home.
 
I focused on Sans,drowning the thoughts until the only thing that remained was
the sound of his deep voice and the question he asked me hanging in the cold
air.
 
"Just thinking."
 
*what about?
 
"Say,why did you save me?"
 
Those little white pinpricks in his eyes dissapeared,his pernament smile
dropping as he looked at me,stopping in the middle of our way to my place.
 
How did he do that?Aren't skulls supposed to be solid and unmoving?
 
 
*h-hey,whaddaya mean,buddy?i...uhh..
 
"Don't you 'buddy' me.Why DID you SAVE ME?
 
*i..dunno what do you mean...
 
He still looked at me,his frown now pernament and unmoving as he was still
shocked that I said such a thing.
 
I was shocked too.
 
It came out from me so sudden,I obviously lacked the brains when I blurted it
out.
 
Anticipating the awnser from Sans,I felt all the tension inside me going out in
the shape of tears.
He did nothing for a moment,knowing that all the hopelessness from earlier had
came down on me and I needed to let it all out.
 
This time,he was the one that embraced me in a hug.
And heck,I didn't know that I needed it.
 
*i know your type.you're ready to give up on everything and fall down.you want
to let everything go because you don't care anymore.truthfully,i was in the
same boat.you are desparate,like i was.you're slowly losing hope.don't.someone
out there really cares about you.
that's my awnser to your question,buddy.
 
I was shocked at the words he said,only this time,the disbelief I had wasn't
directed at the purpose or if he wanted some kind of repayment.
It was at the fact that I had given up,that this monster solved it so
easily,putting up brutal honesty in his blunt words.
It felt intimate,somehow.Not by human standards,not the 'i saw you naked'
intimate.Even if he technically did,just before I was almost raped.
I remembered the jacket he gave me,it was warm and fluffy,the soft fur on the
inside tickling my skin.
It felt nice,but somehow weird,considering that it is his jacket.
*you can keep it,if you want.
 
"I...I'm sorry.It's just that I...I didn't realize what I said.It was stupid a-
and I didn't think of it that way.I can be so ignorant sometimes a-and..."
He shushed me,petting my hair,trying to calm me down.
Even though I hated when people pet me on my head,it felt nice for someone to
treat me well.
I completly relaxed,tears drying off,my sobs silenced completely.
He still didn't let go and I was glad he didn't.
"Hey,it's getting really late.I really have to go home,even if I could stay
like this forever..."
He let out a hum of approval.I waited for him to let me go,but he just held me
tighter.
"You know,I have to work tomorrow."
He finally let me go,looking at me,his eyes taking in my face,like I am eight
world wonder or something.
He let out a sigh,nodding.
*well then,shall we proceed?i promised you that i'll walk you home,not leaving
you in the middle of the street alone.
I felt a little tug at my chest when he said those words.Before the awkward
silence could fall down on us,I turned around and we walked to my apartment.
We were still quiet,both of us lost in thought as sleepiness struck us with
full force.
I yawned,feeling so tired after such a long night.
The course of the events that took place this evening left me emotionally
exausted,feeling like I could go home,fall on the floor and sleep for days.
We reached my place really fast,I realized this night was coming to a close.
 
Will I ever see you again?
I asked this question to myself,the odds of meeting him again not looking like
it was possible.
I frowned,not wanting to forget this.
And not just because he saved me from them.
He saved me from myself and I will never doubt the words he said or how he
comforted me when I fell apart in front of him.
 
"This is it.Thank you for everything you've done for me,Sans."
 
He smiled,looking at me for the last time and whispered:
*good night.i guess i'll see ya someday.
He walked out of my sight before I could say anything else.
I smiled at his direction,feeling somehow like I should say something
more,promising myself to not give up on myself and whispered back:
"I'll see you again,somehow.Good night."
Chapter End Notes
     I tried to project how depression really makes you think some bad
     stuff,even when everything turns out okay.
***** Forget *****
Chapter Summary
     Some alone time spent by brooding and relaxing.
Chapter Notes
     Yay!It's finally Christmas and I can relax from everything that had
     happened this week.Idk I was so busy with everything that I wrote
     almost four chapters while being barely awake.
I stumbled back to my apartment,already missing the stranger I've met.
 
It was a weird feeling,knowing someone for that small amount of time made me
feel like he knows me so much already.
 
It was quite an unusual experience for me,finding kindness in a strange place.
 
I fumbled with the jacket,removing it slowly so I could hang it before I leave
to bed,retiring after such a long night.
 
The cold air prickled my skin,reminding me that my apartment is much colder
than I left it.I noticed that a window in my kitchen was open and I quickly
closed it.
 
Not wanting to go to bed feeling dirty from the touch of those bastards,I
prepared a hot bath,feeling the warm steam on my skin relaxing me completely.
 
I take off my clothes,feeling more than ready to jump into the water.I turned
off the tap,checking if the water feels unpleasant and after finally convincing
myself that the temperature is just right,I continued,stepping in and lowering
my body,washing off the remains of the long night.
I wanted to forget everything.
 
 
The attempted rape was too much,bringing violent flashbacks to everything I
endured with my stepfather,from the daily dose of him coming home to beat me to
the weekends when no one was home,my mother working overtime to ensure we have
enough money to live.
 
He usually came home drunk,the alcohol reeking from him and that was usually
the time he would beat me even more until I became so exausted that he could
have his way with me.
 
At first I resisted,I fought back.
 
But...I was a child,I was weak.
My little fists that tried to punch him only amused him as he did so much worse
in those first few months.
Then...I stopped.One day,I stopped fighting.
 
My body was too weak,the bruises being so much worse when he hit me with his
belt.
He continued to beat me until my skin broke,blood smearing on my skin and
that's the time when I realized everything is going down.
So I stopped caring.
I wanted an end,but the end never came.
That was the time when I finally graduated and for the first time in forever,I
was ready to move on,broken and forgotten as I continued to rot in this
hellhole of an apartment.
The place wasn't much,in fact,it was little and worn from the lack of care of
the previous owner.
No one wanted to buy this apartment because a few years ago someone was killed
in the kitchen.
 
So I got it really cheap,being excited that I even got a place to call my own.
I knew it was far enough from my stepfather's place and it was a good
location,being only a little longer walk to the coffee shop where I worked.
 
 
Work.Oh shit.
 
I suddenly remembered that I have to go tomorrow,knowing that I'll probably be
tired even though I'll get a few hours of sleep.
 
I went so deep into thinking that I dosed off,the water now being noticeably
colder.
I washed myself thoroughly,trying to properly clean myself before I went to
bed.
When I felt satisfied,I removed the water,being almost hypnotized looking as it
went down the drain.
 
The cold air left me shivering,making me snap out of it and remember that I
need a towel to dry myself off.
 
When I completed the action,I went to dress myself in my pj's and go to sleep.
 
I wanted to sleep,to never wake up.
 
I wanted to forget.
 
But I didn't want to forget Sans and what he did for me.
 
Somehow,I knew we'll meet again.
 
Knowing this,I closed my eyes in the comfort of my bed,embracing the sleepiness
and not having nightmares to greet me.
***** The epic quest *****
Chapter Summary
     (Y/n) goes to a quest...
     .
     ..
      
     ...
      
     ......for some food.
Chapter Notes
     Forget what I said earlier.
     Over 30+ kudos and so many hits...
     Jeez..you're crazy for reading this.
     I like you all!
See the end of the chapter for more notes
The obnoxious ringing of my phone woke me up.
I wanted to find the damned thing and throw it into the wall when it rung for
the fifth time in a row.
I was so mad to be interrupted by my phone after such a good sleep.I groaned
into the pillow,on the verge of tears when it started again,so I fumbled with
the covers as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes.
Stumbling towards the sound,I reached my phone,hastily searching it in my purse
that was on my counter in the kitchen.
Before I could awnser the call,the ringing stopped.
I watched the bright screen with tears in my eyes,the light being too much
after just waking up.
Then I noticed the time.
Four o' clock.Afternoon.
 
Fuck me sideways,I'm two hours late!
After unlocking the screen,I watched in horror at the number of missed calls
and unread messages.
16 missed calls and 7 messages.
I'm so screwed.
If the boss knows that I'm not working or that I'm this late,she'll kill me.
I opened the long list of messages,noticing that every one of them was from my
friend.Same with the calls.
Didn't he tell me to call when I get home?
I bet he's worried sick.
Opening the last message,I almost cried from relief.
 
(I am fricking worried about you.Told the boss you were sick.Pls call asap.)
I sighed,feeling relieved that my best friend really stood up for me,telling my
boss that I was sick so I couldn't come to work today.
So,what now?
I started the rest of the day like I did every morning,only without preparation
for work.
After I decided it's finally time to clean the mess in my bedroom,throwing the
unnecessary shit away,I groaned at the pile of clothes on the floor.
Holy mother of god,how do I even have so much clothes?
So,I'll do laundry today,it seems.
 
After an hour or so of being drowned in the pile of shirts and jeans,I felt my
stomach growling.
Aaandd I'm hungry.When did I last eaten.
Oh.That pizza at friend's house.
That seemed like too long,even for my strange eating schedule.
I went to see what do I have to eat,opening the fridge that contained...a few
cans of soda and...water...?
Really...
It seems like I'll have to go to shopping.
I went back to my room,dressing up into something more appropriate,grabbing the
things I need and going out only to remember that I forgot my coat.
 
My favourite coat wasn't there and then it hit me.
Oh.
Looking at the blue jacket Sans gave me,I remembered that my coat was torn off
of me when I was attacked.
OH.
Well,it wouldn't hurt to wear the jacket,yes?
I sighed.He gave it to me.I took the blue jacket,remembering the comforting hug
and him encouraging me not to give up.
Locking the door and checking if I got everything I need,I felt ready to go
onto my quest...
 
...For food.
Chapter End Notes
     So,if it isn't obvious,I was hungry while writing this...
      
     ...
***** NYEH HEH HEH! *****
Chapter Summary
     The quest for food continues.Only this time,the loud,tall skeleton
     Papyrus interrupts you,mistaking you for someone else.
Chapter Notes
     So,I thought that writing Sans was hard.My mind is too dirty to come
     up with ideas on how to write about the precious cinnamon roll.
     Hope y'all enjoy!
My quest for food was almost at reach when I stepped into the giant store.
I bought a lot of food,still doubting that I need so much of it.
But hey,my fridge is empty!
I need food.
I felt drool coming out of my mouth at all the choices in the condiments
section.
Glancing around,eyes darting all over the place,I wiped it with the back of my
hand,feeling disgusted at the action.
I took one bottle of mustard,ketchup and stopped by the sauces section.
Looking for my favourite one,I got an idea.
When was the last time I ate spaghetti?
Feeling even hungrier I went to see all the delicious choices of pasta I could
choose.
I was so busy looking at the brands that I didn't feel a light tap on my
shoulder.
"SANS?WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE?I THOUGHT YOU ARE GOING TO TOPSIDE GRILLBY'S!SA-
"
I turned around,facing a tall,loud skeleton that had confusion written all over
his face.
"OH?OH,HUMAN,I APOLOGIZE FOR THE INCONVENIENCE!
IT SEEMS THAT THE GREAT PAPYRUS HAS FAILED TO RECOGNIZE HIS OWN BROTHER!"
Brother?
What is happening?
I looked down at the blue jacket I wore,noticing what he meant by adressing me
as his brother.
My face turned into a frown,looking at the tall skeleton in confusion.
He looked at me apologetically.
"I-I AM SORRY,HUMAN.IT'S JUST THAT YOU AND MY BROTHER HAVE THE SAME JACKETS!
LOOK,YOU EVEN HAVE THE SAME STAIN FROM KETCHUP RIGHT OVER THERE!"
He said,looking at me like he's proud of that observation.
"I...don't know what to say..."
"THAT'S COMPLETELY ALRIGHT,HUMAN!
UHHH...I AM VERY SORRY IF I'M BEING RUDE,BUT DO YOU LIKE SPAGHETTI AS WELL?"
I stared at him,unable to respond to such a strange question.
He blushed,looking down in slight embarrasment from all the unnecesary
attention from me.
I blinked,clearing my throat.He looked up at me,blushing even more.
"Of course I like spaghetti.Actually...since there is so many variations of
pasta to choose from,I'm kind of overwhelmed.So I don't know what to buy."
"I SEE.I AM ALSO OVERWHELMED BY THE CHOICES OF DELICIOUS PASTA TO CHOOSE
FROM.EVERYTHING ON THE SURFACE IS SO COMPLICATED."
He looked at me,eyes full of understanding at the fact that I shared the pasta
problem with him.
"I know.Even after so many years of being a functioning adult I still don't
understand this."
"HMMM...HUMAN,IF YOU DON'T MIND,PERHAPS I COULD HELP YOU.
AS A QUALIFIED PASTA LOVER,I COULD LOOK UP THE PERFECT PASTA FOR YOU!"
"Thank you for the offer.I...really could use some help."
"ONWARDS THEN,HUMAN!LET'S CHOOSE THE PERFECT PASTA FOR YOU FROM THIS ENORMOUS
CHOICES YOU HUMANS HAVE!"
He stretched his hand towards me,looking hopefully at me,waiting for me to take
his hand.
I smiled,nodding as a 'yes',taking his hand as we took a trip through the pasta
section.
We talked about all kinds of pasta,commenting at which kinds go better with
diffrent types of sauces and other stuff until his phone rang.
"I AM SORRY,HUMAN.IT SEEMS THAT MY BROTHER HAS DECIDED TO CALL ME.WHATEVER IT
IS,I SUSPECT THAT IT IS OF IMPORTANCE!
SO I'VE GOT TO AWNSER!"
"It's okay,Papyrus.Go on,awnser the call."
He talked with his brother,Sans,arguing about his curfew and how he should have
been home two and a half hours ago.
I understood perfectly why would he say that,remembering the fact that not so
many humans are monster-friendly.
And let's not forget about the attack last night.
I shivered at the thought.
I awkwardly stood there,glaring at anyone who dared to look at Papyrus with a
hateful expression or anything similar.
And considering that he's very loud,some of them commented about that.
One kid that looked in amazement at the skeleton was quickly distracted by the
bickering mother who practically dragged the kid out of my sight.
"HUMAN!I HATE TO CUT OUR EPIC QUEST FOR THE PASTA SHORT,BUT MY LAZY BROTHER IS
QUITE CONCERNED FOR ME.
PERHAPS WE COULD CONTINUE SOME OTHER DAY,CONSIDERING THAT IT IS VERY RARE TO
FIND ANOTHER PASSIONATE PASTA LOVER AS I AM!"
I smiled at his choice of words,looking at his expectant eyes and the blush
from before dusting his face.
"Of course.I would really like that!"
He gasped,looking cute with his hands covering his cheeks,blushing even
more.His eyes were sparkly and anime-like.
It was the single cutest thing I have ever seen.
"WOWIE!ACCORDING TO MY FRIENDSHIP RULEBOOK,IT SEEMS LIKE WE ARE ONE STEP CLOSER
TO BECOMING BESTIES!
BUT NOW,HOW WILL WE KNOW HOW TO MEET AGAIN?"
"Hmmmm...hey,why don't we exchange our numbers?That way we could know when and
where to meet!"
"THAT IS A BRILLIANT IDEA,HUMAN.IT SEEMS YOU MIGHT BE AS MUCH OF A GENIOUS LIKE
MY GREAT SELF!
NYEH HEH HEH!"
I laughed,amused.
We exchanged our numbers and parted our ways when we paid for the things we
bought separately,looking at the dumbfounded employee behind the counter when
he looked at the amount of pasta we both bought.
 
Wishing we could talk longer,I finally went home,feeling energized from today's
encounter with Papyrus.
The day that really didn't seem as much before my quest for food became one of
those days when I felt like I could conquer the whole world,or more
specifficaly,unlike in the company of people that usually leave me tired after
interacting with them,Papyrus' enthusiasistic behaviour was infectious.
I spent that energy into making myself useful,singing loudly while I made
spaghetti and continued with cleaning until the night came.
And I was still feeling energised,even though I exausted myself today
physically.
So I decided to play video games,not even remembering when did I last felt like
this or when did I last played games simply to enjoy myself.
 
I decided to go to sleep four hours later,being so immersed into my playthrough
that I forgot the time.
Finally feeling a bit tired,sleep overwhelmed my senses,leaving me with a
feeling that I might be fine,after all,even while facing my depression,my
thoughts or the loneliness that I felt for so long coming to an end.
***** The Lie *****
Chapter Summary
     "So,what's up?"
     ".....the ceiling."
The Saturday morning was a gift from the heavens.
I woke up feeling refreshed even though I slept for like...four and a half
hours?
I blinked away the sleep,firmly deciding that I won't move today to do
anything,even if the world is ending.
The feeling of being energised was still here,lingering somewhere,resonating
faintly,making me relaxed which was really paradoxical to think about.
I knew that I have to work tomorrow,but it felt good to just be plain lazy
today.
I took out my cereal,milk and phone and walked off into the living room.
I turned on the TV and switched mindlessly from channel to channel,looking for
some quality content.
When I found some cheesy action movie I decided why not watch it and laugh at
the horrible scenario that was taking place.
It was really bad but the weird robot that looked like the protagonist was
oddly charming and charismatic. I stared when he was showered in rose
petals,choking on my cereal at the absurdity of that.
I couldn't contain my laughter,in fact,I laughed so hard that soon tears
appeared in my eyes and it didn't help that he started some cheesy heroic
speech about saving the day.
Holy shit,I can't breathe.
I walked out of the living room,still laughing at the sound of it coming from
the living room.
I poured myself some water,trying to slow down and breathe.
God,when was the last time I laughed so hard?
It was a bad time to continue laughing,I choked on the water I was drinking at
the moment.
I started coughing,not being able to breathe or function at the moment.
When I finally calmed down,I went back to the living room,watching the movie
with interest.
He fought some aliens and ran to to the villain of the show,now fighting them
with bare hands.
I was glued to the screen,watching them fighting when the trance I was in was
interrupted by my phone ringing.
I awnsered the call,being greeted by a loud voice that sounded panicked.
"Oh my god,(Y/n),you finally picked up the phone."
I instantly recognized the voice.
It was my friend.I promised to call him when I get home.
Oh boy.Here we go.
I muted the TV,bracing myself to continue the conversation.
"Hello?Are you there?Please,say something,(Y/n)..."
"Ummm...yeah..I'm here.Calm down."
"Holy shit,are you alright?You didn't awnser yesterday.Did you forgot to call
me?"
"Uhh...yeah,fuck,I forgot.I was tired and I slept in.Ummm..."
"You know,you really scared me.I was so freaking worried when you didn't show
up on work.Jeez,(Y/n).I thought the worst.A-are you sure you're fine?"
How should I say this?
"Yeah,I am f-fine,r-really."
"C-can I come over?I.....I need to see you in one piece."
I needed to stop lying about this before I break his trust.
"Uhh...yeah,sure.See ya for half an hour?"
"Sure.I'll be on my way in a sec,see ya."
Okay.Everything is going to be fine,I can do this.
I hated the fact that I was lying to him when I said such a blatant lie that
everything is fine,but I didn't want him to blame himself for the events after
the hangout at his place.
After all,wasn't it a lie when I said that I was fine all these years?
Even after I was scared of what my stepfather could do to me if I just said it
to anyone,that lie was reasonable. I was only protecting him from getting hurt
if he got involved into it,but this seemed like a new low for me.
If Sans wasn't there,what would happen?
The thought of him not stumbling across the street to help me was
jarring...terrifying.
Could I forgive myself if my friend blamed himself for the rest of his life for
that?
If I was raped and left for dead that night?
Gosh,I really felt the need to find Sans and repay him somehow.
I went to switch my pajamas with something more aproppriate.
I put the cereal bowl into the sink and drank the orange juice from the glass
before I put it next to the bowl.
I can do this..I can do it.
I heard a knock on the door.
When I mustered my courage and went to awnser the door,determined to make this
as believable as possible,I composed myself,opening the door and greeted my
friend,letting him in.
"Hey there.Come on in."
He just hugged me tightly,thanking whatever great force there is that his worry
was misplaced.
I flinched at his words,suddenly feeling not so keen on lying about this.
"It seems you weren't lying about being fine after all.You look better than
before."
I nodded sadly,feeling myself sinking lower into lies by confirming it.
"Well,let's not just stand there.C-can I get you anything?"
"Umm..Water's fine."
"Uh,okay.Make yourself comfortable."
I went to the kitchen to pour two glasses of water,calming down.
I can do this.
He sat uncomfortably at the edge of the couch,fidgeting with his fingers.I put
the glasses on the table,sat down and waited for the questions to come at me.
"So,what's up?"
"....the ceiling."
"So you are fine,since you seem like your old self.Good to know,I'm leaving."
I laughed,grabbing his hand to pull him back to the couch when he got up.
"Ah,come on.It wasn't that bad."
"Yes it was..."
"Awwwww,come on,you're smiling."
He let out a laugh he tried to hold back,groaning when he realized that he was.
I laughed back,feeling that this conversation started well.
"God,you're terrible at this.I like it."
"It was pretty good,to be honest.You should really lighten up,buddy.You're
really cute when you smile."
"Wha-"
"Oh god,not like that,I really meant that...platonically,y-you know?"
The tension between us was back. He blushed at my words,nodding when I did an
awful way or explaining that he is platonically..cute.
"It's okay.You're also cute...platonically."
I coughed,not knowing how to respond.I forgot about my intention for lying
about the recent events,lost in the feeling of unnecesary tension.
"So,how was work yesterday?"
I cringed at my choice of words.
Were things between us so bad that we would never get past mundane,simple
questions and awkward banter?
"Oh,it was fine.Hey,you know what happened yesterday?"
"Huh?"
"Remember how I said to you about my neighbours,those monsters that took the
ambassador into custody?"
"....yeesss...?"
"Well yesterday they came into the shop.The little ambassador is so adorable.
And there were other monsters as well. Uh,a fish,errr...a lizard and this short
skeleton. That really got a lot of attention of other customers."
"A short skeleton...?"
Sans was there.
And I wasn't. I mentally cursed myself,remembering that I really wanted to meet
him again,maybe talk a little when everything that had happened has gotten
better. I really wanted to ask him some questions.
"...yes.Did you met him already?"
"O-oh,no.Yesterday I met a tall skeleton that thought I was his brothe
because... uhhh.."
Oh shit.Now I got myself deeper into this spiral of lies.
"Because...?"
"We had the same jackets.It was so silly. We even excanged numbers."
"What?Why..?"
"Because we share the same passion for pasta...?"
"Uhhh...WHAT??"
"Hey,that's what he said! I went to the store to buy food when he interrupted
me and asked me about pasta that we have here on the surface!"
"Really..?Oh my god.."
He started laughing when I started talking about the encounter with Papyrus. We
were so caught up that he didn't notice the time.
"Hey,I'm kinda hungry.Stay for the lunch,please...?"
"Alright,but only if I can help you cook."
We went to the kitchen,getting busy with the preparation of the meal. I was
busy with searching for spices when he saw an enormous pile of all kinds of
pasta that I bought yesterday.
"Holy mother of god,you weren't kidding about the amount of pasta you bought.
Are you opening an italian restaurant or something?"
"Oh,shut up!It's not that much of pasta. You know,I am a growing woman and I
need food."
"Well,your clothing size will surely grow after that!"
Oh,it is on.Hell yes.
"Nice job roasting me,but watch what you say,mister! This is my kitchen and I'm
the boss here.Or else I'll put you in the oven and roast you properly!"
He giggled when he saw me crossing my arms,looking at him with the meanest
glare I could muster.
"Okay,boss.Just keep in mind that while we're at work,I am the boss. After
all,I still need to watch over you there."
"...Bullshit.We have a boss already,and we both know she's watching over us
whenever we work.So we are in the same position."
He glared,losing our little battle of wit.
Pretending to be hurt,he put his hand over his heart,looking at me as he fell
down on his knees and pretended that he was dying.
"Stop that..You really aren't funny at all!"
"M' lady,you wound me.How can you say such cruel words?Ahh,my heart..."
He fell down,pretending to be dead when he dropped on the floor.
I laughed at his performance,unable to catch my breath and say 'stop'.
He just continued doing it,pretending to be dramatic,not even paying attention
to me.
"Ok,ok.If you're really dead,I guess you wouldn't mind if I do this!"
I sat down,looking at him,still unmoving.
I guess I really have to...
I started tickling him mercilessly and this seemed to break his performance.
I wasn't going to stop any sooner.
"S-stop it,(Y/n)...okay..I'll..stop,please don't.."
He laid there,still laughing after a few minutes later after I stopped.
Getting up,we both continued on with making lunch,enjoying the comfortable
silence.
After we ended with the task,we ate the lunch in front of the TV.
"Hey,you know,just before you called,I watched some hillariously bad action
movie with a robot."
"Was this robot a recatangle with bad acting skills?"
"Yes."
"That's Mettaton."
Uhhh...Mettaton..?"
"Yup.The star of the underground coming to conquer our movie industry."
"P.S. He's a monster."
"Oh."
OH.
"Yup.I watched him since he showed up on the channel. Hey,did you know he made
a movie that only showed him being showered in rose petals for four hours?"
"Really?Oh god.."
 
Mettaton seemed like a narcisisstic robot,from what I've found out when we
continued our discussion about him.
And the strange movie from before made more sense now.
We finished eating so I went to clean the dishes while he went to the bathroom.
I was caught up in the cycle of cleaning and rinsing that I didn't notice him
talking on the phone in the background.
He approached me and said:
"(Y/n),I hate to cut this short,but I gotta go.
My aunt called me and said that I need to get home since she lost her spare
keys from my house."
"That''s fine.I'll see you at work tomorrow,okay?"
He nodded,I followed him to the apartment doors and we mumbled our goodbyes.
I was relieved.
Not because I don't like having him around,but the reason behind my relief was
the one that I suceeded at dodging questions about the attack and Sans.
I didn't want for anyone to find out.
I wanted to forget.
***** Falling into the routine *****
Chapter Summary
     I stepped foward, my knees getting weak from the anxiety that built
     itself more and more with every step. My hands were shaking slightly,
     the man getting up after I passed the table he sat at.
Chapter Notes
     So,uh...new chapter,I guess.
     Gosh, it feels like no matter how much I say 'thank you' it's not
     enough.
     So,I will say that to the end:
     Thank you for being there, reading this shit and...just being there
     to say nice things in the comment section.
     Or giving me constructive criticism, I like to hear it. It makes my
     will to continue on and improve bigger and bigger.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
The rest of the week at work kept me sane.
I felt that the routine I despised was coming back.
Wake up, come to work, avoid questions, dodge the true awnsers and pretend to
be fine.
Get back home, eat, let the tiredness sink in and waste time in front of the
television.
Mettaton really grew on me. Even when everything went bad, no matter if it was
the meal that he overcooked or if he didn't save the day, he confidently struck
a dramatic pose, looking intently at the screen and reassured that everything
will be fine.
I wanted to believe that so badly.
So I continued watching him, the static of the television lulling me into sleep
every night.
And then, repeat. Show up on the work, dodge the questions and get back home
after a long day.
See Mettaton again, ensure that he fixed the mistake from yesterday and sleep.
Wake up. I was having nightmares again.
I greedily sucked in every bit of breath I physically can, looking at the
purple fabric of my couch,blinking away tears from my eyes.
The moonlight was shining through the window, lighting up the path to the doors
of my bathroom. I stepped inside, lightening the little space when I found the
switch.
My reflection was the first thing that greeted me and when I stood closer to
the mirror, I somberly looked at the unnatural paleness and tired eyes that
lost its spark.
I looked dead. Well,at least half-dead.
 
The thought didn't sound any better. In fact,it sounded just worse. It was
something firm,something physical...
Something to confirm I am giving up.
 
No, remember what Sans said.
The words were still crystal clear, still lingering in the corner of my mind,
ringing clearly in my ears.
It felt like it was too long since I saw him. The stranger that saved me.
I giggled, the thought about Sans saving me sounding like a bad romantic comedy
scenario.
I am so silly.
I should brush my teeth and go back to sleep.
 
Thursday. The day when I know that I'll probably work my ass off while waiting
for Friday. And weekend.
I woke up, feeling ready to start the day as I was usually going through my
morning routine.
The day started so well. For once,I wasn't late and I had the time to watch the
crowd of people and monsters going on with their day.
When I stepped into the coffee shop, I glanced around, the sight of it warming
my heart.
There were more monsters around, obviously intrested into all kinds of coffee
we have. My friend stood behind the counter, chatting with one of the monsters.
She (I assumed that they are she) was wearing a long purple dress and a black
coat.
Coming closer, I saw that she has a bright white fur and fluffy ears.
"(Y/n)! You came right on time!"
She turned around,looking at me with bright hazel eyes and smiling kindly when
she saw my confused face.
"Oh,hello,(Y/n)! I didn't see you were approaching. It's so nice to finally
meet you! I am Toriel."
"Uhh..Hello there."
She shook my hand firmly, her smile growing bigger.
"I've heard so much about you from your friend, dearie."
"Ummm...Really?"
"Of course. He talks about you all the time!"
I glanced back at my friend, looking at his face getting more red the more I
stared at him. He cleared his throat.
"Uhh..yeah. Remember when I said to you about my new neighbours?"
"Oh. I remember now. You're the one that adopted the ambassador!"
"You're correct. Frisk was quite keen on the idea to stay with me."
"Well, Toriel, what can I get you today?"
My friend interrupted, smiling apologetically. I realized that I didn't start
with the work, still standing on the opposite side of the counter.
"Double espresso, please."
"Uhh, it was nice meeting you, Toriel. I hope I'll see you soon."
"As do I, lovely."
I smiled, turning around and walking away to dress into my work clothes in the
dressing room.
They continued chatting and laughing as I closed the doors and began to change.
When I was finished ,I walked back, getting into the small space and started
with making coffee and serving it.
"Hey, mind if I ask you something?"
My friend asked me when he walked away from the guy in the right corner of the
room who was sitting alone, his back turned from me.
"Uh,sure."
"That guy that ordered latte says he wants to see you. Alone."
He practically whispered those words. I looked at him, confused.
"He said that it's urgent."
"Uhh...okay? Did you recognize him? Like,I really don't know who he is."
"You ask me...aren't I supposed to ask you that?"
"Well, did you ask for his name?"
"Yup. He just stared and said that he wants to talk to you, not me."
"Err..I'll go and see what he wants."
"Okay. Just, stay safe. If he creeps you out or threatens you, just get back
here and we'll call our boss."
"Okay. Now get back to work. There are a few customers waiting and I don't
wanna cause a mess."
"Okay."
I stepped foward, my knees getting weak from the anxiety that built itself more
and more with every step. My hands were shaking slightly, the man getting up
after I passed the table he sat at.
I tried to steal a glance and see his face, but he had his head down and a
black hoodie that covered his features. I got out from the shop through the
backdoor that was leading to the small alley.
The air outside was cold ,even though it's November and the day today is sunny.
I turned around, curious about the stranger's face and identity.
"Alright, what do you want?"
"Haha...Is that a way to greet your brother?"
"Mark?Holy shit!"
He revealed his face, brushing his long fingers through his dark brown hair.
His grey eyes looked up at me, a wide smile spreading instantly on his face.
"You had me there for a moment. Holy guacamole, I haven't seen you for...F-
for.."
I started crying, relief washing through me. I hugged him tight,not believing
my eyes until I gripped him tightly.
"Shhh...I know it's been a while. You've grown so much since the funeral."
"Seven and a half years.Holy shit."
"Now, now, I know you're happy to see me and everything, but I'll need to bring
back that old swear jar if you use such filthy language."
"Awh...come on, I'm not little anymore. I can use adult words now."
"Well, you're still my lil' sis, so cut off those words from your dictionary."
I unhugged him,taking in the sight of him. He changed drastically since I saw
him. It seems that he even let his hair grow more than he did before.His grey
eyes still held that spark of life, the one that faded from me a long time ago.
It seems that he searched my face for changes as well, catching up on every
line that carved into my skin.
"Christ, you look older than me."
"Hey, that's not nice to say, you know?"
"I know, it's just...you really don't look like your old self anymore."
"Of course I don't. I'm not little anymore."
I wiped the remaining tears from my face, looking at the backdoor almost like
an unvocalized question. He nodded, following me back inside.I looked for my
friend, looking him in the eyes when I smiled brightly.
He looked at Mark's face, his jaw dropping at the sight of my brother.
"Hey, I gotta go back to work.Y-you can stay here as much as you like."
"It's okay. When is your shift over?"
"Uhh...Five hours. I..I'm sorry, I know we have a lot of catching up to do..."
"It's fine. If I waited seven and a half years to see you again, won't be a
problem to wait a few hours or so."
"Seriously, five hours? Bro, that's insane."
"What can I say, I am a man made of patience. Now please get back to work. And
say hi to your old friend over there."
This convinced me to get back to work and not waste time. I excitedly went back
to where I left off, the happy feeling of someone who was deemed lost for me
getting back into my life so suddenly.
"Holy Jesus, is that Mark over there?"
I smiled, nodding excitedly. I felt like a kid that finally got his daily dose
of sugar and overdosed.
"Wow, I haven't seen him in such a long time. Jeez..."
"I know, I'm so happy.We are really gonna need to catch up later. I bet he has
a lot of stories to tell."
"Oh, I bet he does."
The rest of the shift passed quickly. Even those few racist comments here and
there that a few of the humans whispered between themselves couldn't ruin my
mood. I shot dissaproving glances at those people, but the energy and
excitement just made me continue on, each time making sure that everything I do
is correct and better each time.
It really didn't felt like a boring routine anymore.
Even if it really was, but the intent behind it was what changed my
perspective.
I felt hopeful, energetic and useful.
And I was happy.
Despite everything that was on my mind, or the stress that I seemingly knew
will get back to me, I wanted to make this as enjoyable as I could.
 
 
So I did.
Chapter End Notes
     So..unexpected turn of events...?
     I originally wrote this chapter with a shitton of violence and an
     ominous end for (Y/n).
     But, I can wait.
     And show my evil intentions later in the fic.
      
     Muhahahaha
     *cough*
     *cough*
     *coughs like crazy*
***** The kindness behind your words *****
Chapter Summary
     ...Remember the time when our father died?"
     I looked at him dead in the eye, getting impatient with a sheer
     thought of what the next thing he'll say will be.
Chapter Notes
     So, uh, I'm sorry if it's a bit short, but I promise that the next
     one will be longer.
     Also Happy New Year to everyone out there!
     And, as always, thank you for reading!
See the end of the chapter for more notes
The shift was finally over. Glancing at the table Mark occupied, I smiled at
the sight of him getting frustrated with the game he played on his phone.
"Uhh..I guess I'm ready to go?"
He looked up from the phone, nodding.When he got up and took his stuff, we said
our goodbyes to my friend who was also ending his shift, giving the keys of the
shop to Alex, who worked in the opposite one.
We stepped into the cold air, my legs were freezing but at least the blue
jacket I still wore every day warmed my other half of the body.
He pointed at his car, leading the way towards it.
I was a little bit tense, but I knew I could survive it.
We got into the car and I gave him directions to my place.
 
"You okay?"
"Yeah. Just a bit tired."
"(Y/n), I know I haven't seen you in a long time,but that doesn't mean that I
cannot recognize my own sister being upset."
"I-I a-am fine..."
"Don't lie to me, please. Talk to me."
"It's just...huff..a tense ride...uhh..hah.."
Mark snapped his attention at those words, his voice sounding tense as he
choked out a response.
"Oh..I...I see. It still makes you anxious. I didn't expect that..."
" 'S fine you know? Just...I...it's good...uhh..to help with it...Uhh,pull over
there. T-The parking spots near my building are almost always taken..."
He silently obeyed my request,parking at the spot that was free, the engine of
the car finally going silent.
I closed my eyes, concentrating at my breathing. I felt his gaze on me,even
though I didn't have my eyes open.
"I'm fine. It's over. I'm fine..."
"Are you ready to get out from the car. I don't want to rush you..."
"It's okay now. L-let's go."
He followed me to my apartment, climbing the stairs silently. His gaze still
probbed me, but it seemed whatever he wanted to say, he didn't.
When I finally unlocked the door after struggling with the keys, my hands still
trembling slightly, I was met with a familiar sight of the interior in my home.
"Sooo...h-here we are..M-make yourself comfortable.."
"Uhhh...sure. Might if I look around?"
"Err..go ahead.."
I hung the blue jacket back, already missing its smell. At first I didn't
notice it, but if I got closer, I could smell...Ketchup and...something I
couldn't put my finger on.
It was nice. But weird,considering that I was standing in my hall and sniffing
the jacket.
 
I felt like a creep.
I released the jacket,leaving it hanging there.
That's when I noticed something.
 
There was a scratch. It wasn't very deep, but if I turned my head slightly, the
light coming from the window illuminated the blue fabric and it stood out.
The line was smooth and uncut, stretching across the area that covers the
chest. How strange...
"Hey, I see that you like that jacket of yours, and I'm sorry to interrupt your
sudden fascination with it, but...It's creepy from my point of view."
I broke my fascination for the strange line that didn't look like it belonged
there with a yelp and a jump, my hands flailing around like it was something
made from fire.
I quickly followed him into the living room,feeling awkwardness sinking into
me.
 
"Soo,uhh,want something to drink?"
"Ummm...yeah,sure."
"What do you want?"
"Uh...tea maybe..?If you'd like it as well."
"Yeah,tea sounds fine."
I hastily went into the kitchen, making tea for the both of us with vigorous
pace. After I was done with that task, I carried two hot cups of tea and
putting them both on the coffee table.
I sat down on the couch, looking at him.
"So..where should I start...?"
"At the beginning, maybe?"
"Okay.Get comfy.It will be a long story..."
~~~~~~
Mark has changed a lot. He usually wasn't the type that looked intrested in
science or history, remembering back when I knew that he was interested into
music and games. It didn't fit, coming to think of it.
But, after all, I changed too.
Too much.
"So, that's how I came here. There is a certain monster who has a certain
scientific background. She's adept at monster biology, chemistry , physics and
monster history. But...You know how things stand between us and monsters. No
travelling to other countries until they get their full rights. She's
brilliant! Honestly, when she read one of my articles and when I got her
e-mail, I was stoked at the response I got from her. So we started writing e-
mails and I got excited when she solved one of my problems with the new project
I'm working on. So, when I realized that someone so brilliant couldn't get a
job at my company, I decided to bring work to her."
"Wow..That's really nice of
you.."
"And things get even better from here: I've decided that it's time to get back
into my hometown."
"R-really?"
"Yes! Truthfully, I thought that I'll never go back here..I didn't told you
everything.."
"What about?"
"I...I know I'm not good with words, but...Remember the time when our father
died?"
I looked at him dead in the eye, getting impatient with a sheer thought of what
the next thing he'll say will be.
"I couldn't handle it. I ran away from home. I...constantly blamed myself for
the accident even though I knew I wasn't guilty. And..running made it worse. I
constantly wanted to get back, to see if you're fine but I was short with money
at first and after I finished college and got my degree, I was so busy..Working
became harder and I settled down, started a family of my own. Gosh, my
consciousness ate me until I fell apart..now I'm here and...I want to make it
up to you. I know I didn't see you grow up or had the chance to meet you
properly... But now I can."
"W-Wow...I don't know what to say..."
I hugged him tightly, my chest heaving when I started crying.
"I-I...I fucking don't know h-how to say this...But...thank y-you.I missed you
so much a-and things got worse a-after everyone left. When Michael moved out..I
suffered so much with m-my stepfather...H-He..."
"What!? What did he do to you??"
He moved away from my sobbing form, shaking me and gripping my shoulders,
demanding an awnser.
"Awnser me, please...fuck, please just...."
"H-He raped me. O-On multiple occasions..."
His grey eyes widened in shock, a single tear running down his face as he got
the awnser he demanded.
I still sobbed, not knowing how to form conherent words or even comprehend how
to tell him everything that happened.
 
"I'm going to fucking kill him!"
Chapter End Notes
     So...uhh...A cliffhanger...(sort of)
***** Good time *****
Chapter Notes
     Yay..New chapter, I guess. I realized that I'll have to revisit my
     old chapters and edit them a bit since they look a bit weird. Nothing
     much, just to fix some mistakes.
     Thank you for reading, folks!
     Y' all make me feel fuzzy from the inside :D
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"I don't fucking care for qonsequences. I'll destroy him! I'll destroy ..I-
I'll.."
"Please, calm down. It won't help, you know..?"
"(Y/n), I'm so fucking sorry you had to endure that..."
"Look, it's over. He can't hurt me anymore.When I moved in here, I ran away
too. H-He doesn't know where do I live now."
Mark stopped muttering empty threats and looked at me. He stood beside the
bookshelf, now nervously shifting from foot to foot.
He approached me, kneeling down so he could get a better look on my face.
"I am fine."
"No, you are not. I remember leaving a caring, energetic sister...Not
this...Not like this.."
I winced at those words, unable to respond anymore.
I'm not fine. I'm not okay.
I am broken.
I gave up.
"Listen, I still cannot fucking believe this happened to you. But I will do
something about it. I promise."
"What can you do?"
"We'll report him, okay? I know some people who can help with this..."
He wiped his tears, sighing.
"I know that you've been through a lot, but...We can do this...We can still put
him into jail and...Just, please, don't give up hope."
This seemed to work, the words hitting close to home and making me believe that
I could do it.
Hope.
Can I restore my hope back?
Be fixed?
Giving up. The thought still sent shivers down my spine.
I can't let myself go. Mustering my courage to speak up for myself, I prepared
myself to say it.
"You are right. I can't. I shouldn't. I refuse to give up."
I wiped the tears from my eyes, feeling determined to continue to fight against
this injustice I have been living through.
I don't want to give up.
He silently watched my sudden change in posture, his eyes looking at me as I
shifted my body against the sofa.
I was feeling ready to do it.
"There's that old you again."
My heart soared at those words.
My old self.
I hugged him again, feeling his hands wrapping around me once more.
"I know this conversation went deep and I really appreciate that you told me
this, but...we should relax a bit. I promised to have a good time with you,
after all."
Good time.
I heard those words, but in a lot different situation.
And with a lot more cruel intent behind them.
I shrugged those thoughts away, the desire to have some quality time with my
bro finally winning.
"Yeah. Lets have a good time!"
~~~~~~
My life looked normal once again after we started playing through my enormous
collection of video games. We both clutched the controllers tightly, watching
our characters fight against eachother fiercely.
I was feeling determined to win, even though he defeated me for the seventh
time in a row.
Damn, he was good.
"You know,I'm still a bit rusty from not playing for so long."
"No shit..Really? If you are like this after not playing for so long, how
fucking tough are you if you play it all the time!?"
"Hey, no swearing, remember?"
"Oh, fuck off."
I slumped backwards into the couch, putting down my controller and sighing.
"Eighth time in a row, sis! Awh, come on, you can do it!"
"Argh, fine. You're so goddamn tough. I can't defeat you, but I won't give up
trying!"
"That's the spirit! Ready for another round?"
I grabbed the controller fiercely, my fingers dancing all over its buttons as
we started fighing again.
This time, I carefully watched his character's every move, dodging his attacks
more sucessfully.
After he backed away, my character struck him with full force, beating him
until his HP dropped to zero.
"Holy shit...uhh mother of god, you did it!"
"Hey, if I can't curse, neither can you!"
I got up, going to get my old swear jar. When I put it down on the table, his
eyes widened in suprise.
"Holy shit, you still have that old swear jar? I thought you were kidding!"
"Nope! Still here with me! And so is your money, bro! You swore twice now...
Err...how many times did you really dropped the f-bomb?"
"Alright, I'll pay for saying that. Buuut...you were swearing as well..So you
have to pay for that as well!"
"Ugh, fine."
We both put our money into the old swear jar.
He looked up at me, sighing.
"Are we good now?"
"YES!"
"Oh for fucks sake, don't be so loud!"
"Hahahah...you dropped the f-bomb again! Pay for it!"
"Oh, you've got to be kidding me!"
Mark groaned, facepalming himself so hard that I winced at the sound of it.
"Come on. Payback!"
The sound of another coin dropping inside the jar was satisfying.
"Are we done now?"
I nodded, grinning like the cheshire cat. He glared, eyeing me and huffing at
my proud stance.
"We are okay now. Now, want to order a pizza?"
"Goodness, of course. I can't say no to that..."
 
A whole lot of swearing and pizza later made me feel good again. My bro was
tired after we continued with our playthrough for countless hours until the
sunset finally appeared at the horizon, the shining rays giving the living room
a warm glow, the shadows casting weird shapes all around.
I enjoyed having my brother by my side. After we finally finished one part of
the game, I saved it and just took a deep breath, finally feeling tired enough
to sleep.
I took my phone, glancing at the clock.7 PM.
"Hey bro, wanna watch Mettaton?"
"Uh...Metta-...ton..?"
"Yea.He's this faboulus robot..."
I started explaining who Mettaton is. After I finished, he still didn't get it.
I got really frustrated so I simply showed him like I should have in the first
place.
He seemed to enjoy himself and so did I.
We laughed and laughed more until we were both done, the tears being too much
to even know what's happening on the screen.
"Oh god, I haven't laughed this much in a long time.You watch him every day?"
"Yeah, ever since I first saw him.."
We continued with the chatter about Mettaton, telling eachother our favourite
bits from the show.
Until we saw that it was time for him to go.
 
When we finally parted our ways, him saying that he already has a reservation
at the hotel after I asked him to stay here overnight, I hugged him for the
last time today.
"I hope you'll come to visit me again..Love ya. Good night."
"I'll come again for the weekend. Tomorrow is Friday and I really need to
contact that monster so we can arrange the meeting as soon as we can. Good
night, sis."
 
I looked at him for the last time, his back turned from me, the dark apartment
halls not doing much to help me see him very far.
Chapter End Notes
     Hmmm...
     Hey, comment below what do you think about OC characters I added by
     now, pwease \(-_-)/
***** Clueless-I *****
Chapter Summary
     Things get a bit awkward between (Y/n) and Frisk.
Chapter Notes
     So...uhhh...awkward...
     Also,thank you for reading/comments/kudos!
     You make me filled with joy when everything seems miserable!
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Friday started out by being awesome.
The working hours left me busy, but it was nothing overwhelming.
In fact, getting to know monsters better based off on what they ordered or a
little chat they initiated was the best. I noticed that some monsters are the
same and more common than others, unlike Toriel for an example.
Or Sans.
How many skeleton monsters are there, if there are any more of them?
 
Well there are Sans and Papyrus, who are related to each other as I caught upon
the when Papyrus mistook me for Sans.
I should probably ask them, if I meet one of them soon.
Oh, wait. Papyrus gave me his number and I promised to meet him again to
explore the world of pasta!
I should call him. Or send a text.
He is very loud, after all.
I made a mental note to do that after I get home.
I focused on the work before I started to conjure more questions that I can't
awnser now.
Like usual, Toriel came into the shop. Only this time, holding hands with a
small, cute child.
My friend smiled, the sight being so familiar to him for these past days when I
happened to come late on work in the mornings.
I was missing out on a lot of things with being late, it seemed.
"Oh, hey Tori, hey Frisk. Same as usual for you, it seems?"
"Of course, dear. Frisk, what would you like today?"
Frisk didn't respond, deep in thought as they watched the menu with great
interest.
"It's okay,Frisk. Take your time. (Y/n) over here will take your order."
My friend left my side to prepare Toriel's usual order and left me to take the
ambassador's order.
"Hey there, Frisk. What can I get you?"
I smiled at them over the counter.
It seemed that they were too short to see me over there so I leaned closer,
looking at them expectantly.
Frisk smiled, tugging at Toriel's dress and pointing at me.
"Yes, (Y/n) over here is going to get your order. After that, we'll go and see
what Undyne is doing."
Frisk nodded, staring at me and glancing occasionally at Toriel.
I stared at them, looking for clues for whatever the hell is happening now.
Toriel lowered down, listening whatever Frisk whispered to her.
After hearing what Frisk had said, she looked back at me, giggling.
"Now, Frisk...That is not polite, you know."
"What is it, Frisk?" I asked them, not knowing what is happening.
After not getting an awnser from them, Toriel spoke instead of them.
"Ummm...Heh...It seems that Frisk over here is intrested into you. I tried to
explain that you are not the part of the menu, but..heh..."
Toriel blushed, which was puzzling to think about since she has fur.
Magic?
How the heck should I know!
I stared at Frisk, dumbfounded.
Intrested in me? How should I respond to that?
They are a child, goddamnit!
"Ummmm...I'm sorry, but I'm... I am at work and it doesn't seem good to me that
I go on a date with a customer..heh."
I scratched the back of my head, not knowing how to deal with this. Frisk just
smiled and winked at me.
Oh god. Could this get any more awkward!?
Toriel laughed, receiving the order from my friend.
My friend looked at me, full of questions, not knowing what had happened.
I just shrugged my shoulders and before I knew it, someone hugged me from
behind.
"Frisk, sweetheart, I know you are quite determined to go on a date with (Y/n),
but it doesn't seem like she wants to. Errr...because you see, (Y/n) over
here...heh..."
"Is already dating someone." I blurted out.
Frisk looked at me, dissapointed.
My friend looked at me suspiciously.
Frisk went back to stand by Toriel's side, still looking at me. They crossed
their arms, pouting.
I turned my attention to the other customer, staring bewildered at the muscles.
"Like what you see, hot stuff? ;)"
What is happening?
Frisk giggled, looking at the other monster, nodding at me encouragingly.
"Ehhh...Hello there. What can I get you?"
"Hmmmm...Why don't you give me some recommendations? ;)"
"Uhhh...well, we have...errr...all different kinds of coffee and other hot
beverages..."
"Hm...This coffee sounds interesting. I hope it's as hot as you, sweetheart ;)"
This time, Frisk laughed harder, and it seemed like the others around me
started laughing too.
The monster beside me winked again, eyeing my body.
"Uhhh..One coffee. Sounds good. Right."
I felt my cheeks burning the whole time I prepared the coffee and feeling him
watching me the whole time didn't help.
When I handed him the coffee, he winked again.
What was with the whole winking thing?
"Umm..Here you go. Have a nice day."
Toriel still stood there, watching me along with Frisk and my friend.
"My, my, Aaron looks charmed by your apperance, it seems."
"Ummm...."
What just happened?
Here I was, thinking that a child trying to date me was weird enough.
Luckily, my friend saved me from further embarrasment.
"So, Frisk, have you decided yet?"
Frisk nodded, still pointing at me.
It seemed that they were still determined to have me.
 
I got an idea.
I faced my friend, whispering it to him.
He nodded, thinking that it should work well.
I looked back at Frisk, smiling as I awnsered them back.
"Okay, Frisk. If I go on one date with you now, you must promise something to
my boyfriend over here."
I pointed at my friend standing right beside me. Toriel widened her eyes,
looking at us both.
"Oh my, you two-..."
My friend luckily interrupted her sentence.
"Why yes, she is the only woman in my life. Now Frisk, I want you to promise me
something."
Frisk only nodded, encouraging for him to continue.
"You see, (Y/n) over here is very fragile. So, if you go on a date with her,
you must fondle her with great care. I want you to promise to me that you will
be polite to her and and that you will hand her back after that. Sounds good?"
I blushed at his words. It didn't sound like our plan at all.
"Yes, I promise! Mom, can I please take her on a date? Please...?"
She looked down at Frisk, widening her eyes in shock.
I was confused and it seemed that she was too.
"M-my child, o-of course."
Whatever happened now, it seemed like something that was unusual.
Before I could say anything, my friend interrupted.
"Well then, Frisk! Go over there and have a seat with (Y/n). I'll come over
there with some hot chocolate shortly."
I took Frisk's hand, sitting down at the table that was a bit more far from the
other ones.
Toriel and my friend seemed upset about something. Frisk pointed at my lap.
When I nodded and took them to position them onto my legs, we both watched them
with great interest.
My friend looked at me again, smiling and nodding when Toriel said something
again. A few of the monsters looked at us with a great interest, some of them
smiling and nodding, others with a confused look on their faces.
"So, Frisk, how are you today?"
"I'm fine. Just a bit tired from yesterday."
"Oh, and why is that, if I may ask?"
"Had an anime marathon with Dr. Alphys. We waited for others to show up and
then Undyne came in with Papyrus and Sans, but it was late and I couldn't
sleep, so I stayed at their place and watched some more."
"Oh, really? When did you went to bed, then?"
"I didn't. Slept on the couch with Sansy when they decided to watch another
episode."
"Hmmm..."
"You are really cute, you know?"
I stared at Frisk, dumbfounded. Were they really serious about this?!
"Ummm...t-thank you. You are cute too."
I pet them on their head, ruffling their brown hair.
My friend came back, carrying two cups of chocolate and putting them down.
He winked at me,looking at the both of us before attending to other customers.
Toriel wasn't there anymore.
Panic started to build inside of me. What am I going to do with them now?
"H-hey Frisk.D-do you mind i-if I go back there? I need to ask him something."
"Okay, sweetheart. Just go back here so we can have our date."
I was still disturbed with the word 'date'. It was cute and everything, but so
so wrong.
I didn't think that Frisk would even do something like this, or even being
intrested into me like...that.
I swiftly approached my friend who finished making a capuccino for an old lady
who waited patiently for her order.
"Hey, can I ask you something?"
"You just did."
"Ugh, please no joking around."
"Alright. What is it?"
"What happened? I still don't understand what is going on."
"Well, I shouldn't be the one to tell you that, but...Frisk over there..they
don't talk, normally."
"Ummm...what?"
"Look, Toriel might explain it better to you. Whatever it is, it took her by
suprise. And, also, this was the first time I heard them talk. We are
neighbours for a while now and the kid usually doesn't talk. They use sign
language."
"Oh...Really?"
"Yup. Now get back there and enjoy your 'date'. And don't be weirded out by
flirting or even that they asked you on a date. Frisk asked me on a date too.
Though, not vocally..."
"O-okay."
Going back to sit down and talk some more with Frisk, shutting up my brain when
it even conjured the word 'date' and 'child' wasn't bad, after all.
My friend even called Alex who replaced me on work for the time being when I
promised to work in the second one today.
Frisk and I talked enthusiastically, the time passing fast until 'the date' was
over.
Toriel came back and took care of the little ambassador after they kissed me on
the cheek, hugging me and saying goodbye.
I approached Alex who thanked me for replacing him in the opposite shift.
"Gee, thanks for this. I have a date today that I almost cancelled because I
realized that I work the opposite shift."
"Hey, no problem, dude. I should be thanking you, you know?"
"Alright. Hey, wanna go on a drink with me and your friend after your shift's
over? My date should be over by then and I still feel like I owe you a favor
for this."
"So, you won't get laid tonight?"
"Hey, it's our third date! And we aren't even on the second base yet!"
"Awwwww...Are you too shy?
" "Yes. She makes me nervous."
"Okay, buddy. Whatever you say."
I snickered when he playfully bumped my shoulder and went to change himself
into something appropriate for a date.
When Alex and my friend waved at me and wished me luck in the second shift that
I'll do alone because the other guy that worked here quit the job a few days
ago, I sighed and prepared myself for the long afternoon before me.
Chapter End Notes
     As I said, it gets awkward. Dunno where the idea came from and what
     made me write this chapter but...you can't spell Frisk without risk!
     And they surely seem like that child that likes to do inaproppriate
     things without realizing that they make you uncomfortable. Just
     sayin'.
***** Clueless-II *****
Chapter Notes
     Another chapter, folks.
     Still pinching my sides and thinking I'm dreaming.
     Thanks for sticking with me and reading as this weird story unfolds!
See the end of the chapter for more notes
When the crowd that scattered around finally started leaving, I prepared for
closing the place, getting busy with cleaning and putting everything where it
belongs.
This was such a weird day.
Meeting the infamous ambassador, going on a pretend date with them and let's
not forget that my friend pretended that I'm his girlfriend just to avoid
further 'dates' with a child.
Who flirted with me, called me cute and even talked to me.
Which they usually didn't do.
Things got confusing, really fast.
I was still clueless about all this, but luckily my work kept me busy.
"Hello there, dearie."
A familiar voice startled me from my thoughts.
 
I knew who this is!
"Miss Jackson!"
"Oh, please, just call me Rose. It makes me feel younger than I am."
"Oh. Okay, Rose. What can I get you?"
"Just green tea, please."
I got busy with preparation, having a small talk with my neighbour who usually
travelled around the world, rarely coming back to her apartment.
 
"Oh, okay then. So, how did your travel go?"
"It was well. I managed to get a few postcards for you."
She always brought them to me, even if I insisted that it's not necessary.
"Miss Jackson, you didn't-"
"It's fine, dearie.And please, call me Rose. Is your shift over yet?"
"Just a minute. I have to finish the tea."
I poured the hot beverage into two porcelain white cups and sat next to the old
lady.
The smell of tea and lavender filled my nostrils, making me relaxed.
"So, how are you? I didn't see you for two months!"
"I'm great, thanks. And you?"
"Fantastic! I know I'm no spring chicken, but I still have some extra energy to
spend."
"So, what did you do today?"
"Well, today I came home and got a bit worried you're not there. So I figured
that you might be working. Also, someone asked for you."
This caught my full attention. Not many people that I've met know my adress.
"Errr...who was it?"
"A young man. He wore a black hoodie. He was very polite and even asked when
you'll get home."
Mark. I hope the meeting went well.
"Oh, that's my brother, Mark."
"Really, sweetie? I can't believe he came back into hometown!"
"Yeah, I can't believe that too. He literally came here and gave me a scare
when he asked to see me alone! And it seems he's staying here."
"I'm so happy for you. Come here!"
She hugged me, making me more relaxed when the familiar scent of lavender
intensified.
It wasn't too intense, somehow it was there, present whenever she was close to
me, almost like it was radiating from the entirety of her being.
She let go of me, smiling like she looked at something so precious to her.
"Yeah, it is good. I didn't felt like this for a long time."
"For someone so young, you still manage to sound so serious all the time."
Sipping her tea, Rose took a good look at me, showering me with attention.
Even after all those years, she fascinated me, being so alive, living and not
stopping to be an adventurer she is, even after retiring.
And I also felt like she always knew more than she led on.
"Honestly, I didn't expect to see you at this hour. You suprised me!"
"I am suprised too. Truth be told, when I came back here I didn't think that
some things will never change, even if everything looks diffrent now."
"What do you mean?"
"You're still holding onto your hope."
Something clicked in me, but I didn't know what was it. It filled me up,
coursing through me, making me feel alive.
"Yes, dearie, I'm glad you're still here."
"What does it mean?"
I was clueless about everything that was happening now.
I knew I've felt this before, but I couldn't remember when.
"Shhh...You'll find out soon enough."
"Well, can you at least explain it to me?"
I tried to focus onto whatever she tried to say before someone opened the door,
footsteps coming closer.
"Hey (Y/n), ready to go? Oh, miss Jackson, I didn't know you came back!"
I stared up, seeing my friend and Alex. Oh, right. We made a deal to go out.
"Hello there, Alex. Oh and how would I ever forget about you, pumpkin!"
Rose enveloped both into a long hug. I stared at the tea in front of me that
has gone cold.
How long did we talk?
It felt like time stretched, only to get back and start again.
Weird.
Only a few minutes passed. It seemed a lot longer.
"Hey, (Y/n)!"
"Huh?"
"Can we please go? There is this new place I wanna show you, and we won't get
past the entrance if we don't hurry! It's already almost full!"
Alex looked at me impatiently, my friend standing beside me snickering when he
looked at me in the eyes.
"Oh, sweetcheeks, you didn't tell me you found not only one, but two fine men!"
Rose giggled, my expression still contorted in confusion with a tinge of
frustration.
I bit back every witty comment that my mind wanted for me to say it out loud.
"Hasn't (Y/n) told you that she had a date today?"
When she looked at Alex, staring at him trying not to laugh, she shifted her
attention and eyed me closely.
"Well, she certainly didn't."
"Yup. With the cute ambassador!"
"Oh, that adorable child who freed the monsters?"
"Yes! Even though it wasn't actually 'a date'. Well..."
"Yup. That cute little rascal kept pointing at me when I asked them what did
they want to order."
Rose laughed, making my heart fill with joy at the sound of it.
She finished her tea and handed me the cup. I took care of it along with my cup
of tea that was too cold for me to drink it.
"Well, children, I want you two to have a fantastic night. I think I was here
long enough. Time to go and rest after such a long trip."
Alex smiled and added:
"Well, miss Jackson, I'm sure you would be the life of the party!"
My neighbour only chuckled, stepping outside and replying to Alex.
"I'm not so sure about that. And I'm surely not gonna test it."
We all laughed at that, parting our ways and hugging the old lady tightly.
"I'll see you around. And watch over yourself, (Y/n)."
"Don't worry, we'll take care of her."
"You better do, boys. And have fun!"
The night is still young,I thought.
And I wanted a drink.
 
Why not have fun, then?
Chapter End Notes
     Yeah.. Have some fun, (Y/n)!
     Hang in there,
     I'll upload the next part tomorrow as I finished it already :))))
***** Clueless-III *****
Chapter Summary
     Let's begin with the party, shall we?
     :)))
Chapter Notes
     So, how are you all today?
     Thank you for reading/commenting/leaving kudos, folks!
See the end of the chapter for more notes
 
The rest of the walk to this new place Alex suggested was pretty long.
Our footsteps echoed through the street that seemed half-empty and as we passed
it I remembered which street it was.
Fuck.
Bringing back memories that I was so keen to simply forget resurfaced and my
heart was beating faster.
How much time did pass since then?
It seemed like too much shit happened after that.
I didn't even remember which day was it.
I felt myself sinking deeper into the blue jacket which I still wore, after all
this time.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
My friend broke the silence and I frowned.
Should I tell him?
Will he blame himself for letting me go that night?
"Come on, (Y/n), we are almost there!"
Alex interrupted before I said anything. I felt somewhat greatful for that.
After all, this is supposed to be the night filled with fun and partying, not
brooding.
"Alex, go ahead. I want to ask (Y/n) something."
"Okay, lovebirds! I'll give you two some alone time!"
Alex proceeded to go foward, leaving us standing there.
My friend snickered, his eyes glimmering from amusement.
I looked down, staring at the same spot where I was almost raped.
"Hey, look at me."
His fingers gently rested on my chin, lifting my head and looking at my eyes.
"Now, tell me, what's wrong?"
"Just thinking about something."
"Look, I don't mean to pry, but you seemed fine until we stepped into this
street. Why?"
I fucking choked at his words. They sounded so simple like that. I didn't want
to lie to him.
"I-I...I don't...I-I s-simply can't.."
"Shhh...Hey, hey, I'm sorry for upsetting you. I understand. Whatever it is, it
can wait, right?"
"O-okay..."
"Come on, we are already late. We should go."
I hugged him tightly before we hurried towards Alex.
I smiled at the sight of our impatient friend tapping his foot on the pavement.
"There you are. You're lucky I managed to get the tickets."
"Uhh...what tickets?"
"For the concert, silly! There's this new DJ called Blooky or something like
that. I wanna see what this guy has in store for us."
We entered the club that was packed with people. Some of them were drunk,
others sober. A few of sweaty ones on the dance floor eyed me, obviously
wanting to have a piece of me.
I shuddered at the thought of it.
Alex grabbed my hand, leading me to the bar and buying me a drink.
"Dude, this music is ahh-mazing! Good shit right there.Yuuup!"
"Hey, where is-..."
"Over there."
He pointed at my friend who was obviously charmed by a young redhead.
She looked sleazy and a bit bitchy, fawning over him like he was a piece of
meat ready to be consumed.
I felt a pang of jealousy hit me when I saw him like that.
What is wrong with me?
He's just my friend.
"Oh, okay. Let's order then."
"I already ordered it for you."
I could feel the bartender eyeing me up.
"Enjoy your drinks."
A voice I heard somewhere before spoke up.
I shivered.
I looked up, and before I could get a closer look at the man who served two
glasses of what I thought is whiskey, they dissapeared.
"What was that about?"
"I dunno."
"Well, let's drink then."
"Yeah, let's have some fun!"
I chugged the drink in a record time, the alcohol burning my throat.
It felt good.
"Damn, (Y/n)! I didn't know you could drink like that!"
"What can I say, I'm a natural."
I looked down at his drink, noticing that he barely touched it.
Alex obviously noticed that, shrugging slightly and drinking it until he
slammed an empty glass on the surface of the bar.
"Hey, wanna dance?"
Alex held out his hand, and after thinking about it shortly, I accepted the
offer.
"What's the holdup then? Come on!"
He pulled my hand, almost making me fall down because of the amount force he
used.
We made our way to the dance floor, even that small amount of alcohol helping
me to loosen up.
We started to dance awkwardly around others, ocassionally eyeing eachother and
grinning like idiots.
He turned his back and looked somewhere else.
I felt dissatisfied at the lack of attention from him.
So I hugged him from behind, getting lost in the rythm of the loud music, my
hand roaming across his chest.
"Whoa, easy there, buddy."
I giggled, unhugging him and staring at his eyes when he turned around.
"Let's have another one."
Alex scatched his head, confused.
"Alright."
The song ended just in time and we went back.
My friend joined us, placing his hand on the small of my back. He leaned in
close, whispering something into my ear that I didn't catch upon.
"What? The music is too loud! I can't hear you!"
"I said, are you having fun yet?"
I laughed, nodding in confirmation to his question.
"Well, I'm glad you are enjoying yourself."
"Hey, another round is here! Come on, guys, let's make a toast!"
We both glanced at Alex who held his drink in his right hand.
I grabbed the drink and made a silly comment at his words.
I felt someone's gaze on me, though it didn't make sense because it seemed like
it was everywhere.
I shrugged it off, drinking the thought away with another one.
I turned my attention at my friend who still had his hand on me, and I felt
greatful for that because I saw a few guys shooting glances at me and my
friend, greedily drinking in the image of my body and shooting invisible
daggers at him.
"Hey, what's up with you? You seem like you are daydreaming again."
"Oh, nothing at all. Just lookin' around. Hey, where's that redhead you danced
with?"
I distracted him from asking me if I feel uncomfortable.
I felt determined to have a good time.
"OH! She came here to get a drink. When she came back to me, she said that she
saw a monster working here that creeps her out. So she left. Besides, she's
bitchy and not my type."
"A monster? I didn't notice any monsters here..."
"Well, look closely then."
I took a closer look at the place.
Oh. There were monsters here.
Almost lost in the crowd of humans. Some of them I remembered seeing around,
like that guy Aaron that couldn't stop winking.
Others seemed unfamilliar, but they were everywhere.
Even the DJ is a monster.
A ghost?
It looks like it.
I felt stupid for not noticing that.
Or even noticing Woshua that sat in the corner, glancing around and grumpily
looking at the table, trying to clean it up.
And a fish....?
Well, I think it is a fish.
Would they get offended if I called them a fish?
It was confusing and the harder I tried to process the information, the more it
seemed impossible right now.
I sipped more of my drink, feeling a bit fuzzy when it kicked in.
Oh, fishy is dancing with a lizard.
Cute.
"Haha, what did you say?"
" 'S cute."
"What is cute?"
My friend looked at the same direction where I looked and smiled.
"Oh...That's Undyne and Dr. Alphys."
I heard those names before!!!
But where?
"Seriously dude, how the fuck do you know so many monsters. Teach meeee!"
"Whoa there, slow down a bit, cutie."
He gripped me tighter when I almost fell down on my face.
"Did you just call me cute?"
My friend was blushing. 
Was it from the drinks or because of me?
"Damn, are those drinks strong or what?"
Alex eyed me curiously.
He seemed sober to me.
What the fuck is in that stuff I was drinking?
Drugs?
Nah, I would notice.
Alex handed me another one and I accepted it.
"Well aren't you the life of the party?"
"Nah, I'm (Y/n) and have 'fine' written all over me! Hey, I think I need to
find the bathroom. I need to pee."
Alex giggled, staring at me intently.
"Okay, sweet. Come back soon!"
I stumbled across the dance floor, finding a way to the toilet. The crowd
swallowed me, and it wasn't long until I got lost.
Some of them tried to dance with me.
Fuck.
My bladder is killing me.
Luckily, when I roamed through the swarm of sweaty bodies, I saw a big neon
sign and clumsily ran to my destination.
When I let out a sigh of relief at the sight of empty stalls.
Finally some alone time.
When I closed the door, I sighed again, feeling like my brain is soaked in
alcohol.
Damn, that bartender made really strong drinks.
Or someone drugged me.
Alex?
Nope, he's a nice guy. I've known him since I started to work there.
My friend?
Nopity nope nope nope. He didn't even came close to my drink. Besides, he would
never hurt me.
My vision started to get blurry, but everything seemed like it wasn't moving.
Regular drinks don't work like that. They make everything spin and move and...
Perhaps I am drugged right now.
When I was finished, I stumbled towards the sinks to wash my hands.
I didn't even pay attention to my reflection in the big mirror.
Who would slip drugs into my drink?
I let out a loud laugh at the thought.
Holy shit, when did I ever laughed like that?
So I laughed some more.
Yup. It's weird.
Finding my way out to my two hot friends I approached the bar.
Wait, hot!? From where did that thought came from?
"Heya friend one and two. You look so fuckable right now."
Alex widened his eyes at that and my friend spilled his drink all over himself.
"Fuck, you are so drunk. How-"
"Pshhh...Yeah right...Maybe a little bit."
I giggled.
They stared at me.
"Heh, guys. Very funny. There's nothing on my face."
Then I looked at whatever the hell they stared at.
What in the fuck?!?! There was a faint orange glow in my chest.
It seemed to pulsate slowly. When I pressed two fingers on my hand and found my
heartbeat, it looked like it was in sync with my heart.
I stared at my hands.
My veins were faintly glowing the same orange.
Someone close to me let out a loud whistle.
 
What the fuck is happening to me?
Chapter End Notes
     That wasn't too bad, was it?
     *evil chuckle*
***** Asking the wrong questions *****
Chapter Notes
     Yay! I managed to finish this chapter even though I had a mild
     writer's block.
     Then I decided to loosen up a bit and got a bit drunk.
     So, don't question the type of humor I have while being drunk and
     thinking that some things are funny when they're really not :')
     As always, thank you for reading/leaving kudos/comments!
See the end of the chapter for more notes
I wanted to scream.
I was glowing like a fucking lightsaber.
When I tried to blink away whatever the hell I was seeing right now, the glow
was still here. I brushed my fingertips against the tender surface on the skin.
It was still here.
Maybe I should wash it. Nah, it's under my skin. And it looked kinda awesome.
Maybe I have superpowers!
Wait, what if this shit stays here forever??
I stared at my two friends. Both of them still stared at me, their jaws
dropping.
"Do you see what I see?"
"I dunno if I see what you see."
"Well, you see, I see a glowing (Y/n)"
"Maybe she swallowed a lightsaber."
"Nope. Look, it's moving."
"Yup."
"Guys, you ain't helping! Did any of you drugged me?"
"No, you see, I ordered some drinks-"
"Well, what did you fucking order, then?!"
A faint slam sound broke the conversation of the drunk trio.
There I was, looking at myself standing in the middle, glowing.
Wait, what the fuck?
I was just standing there and then something pulled me out.
It felt like I was looking at myself from another point of view.
Before I could figure what happened, there I was, back in my fleshy cage.
I am going insane.
As if on cue, the music playing somewhere in the background stopped. Everyone
stared at me, before everything suddenly stopped in mid-air.
A faint ticking of the clock on the wall in front of me, right behind the bar,
suddenly sounded like it was moving slower and slower...
Then it came to a halt.
The glass that was supposed to fall down was hanging in mid air. When I looked
at everyone, everything was still.
Ok, now I am officialy crazy.
Or I have some super cool awesome powers that only those game charact-
"heya, kid. mind if i join you?"
I knew that voice.
SANS!
The white pinpricks behind the bar stared at me. His bony phalanges tapped
against the marble surface of the bar counter.
Sighing, he stepped into the neon light that surrounded the whole place, except
the inside of the bar.
And there he was, in his full glory, coming closer to me a bit hesistantly.
I let out a giggle when I saw what he was wearing. He was dressed like a proper
bartender.
It looked cute...No, it looked kinda hot.
And I was drooling.
Ugh...This has to stop, whatever it is.
I wiped the drool away with the back of my hand, and then looking up at Sans.
The darkness that surrounded him across the counter of the bar sprouted and
swallowed up everything in my sight.
I couldn't see a damn thing now.
So I did what I thought is appropriate for this situation.
I panicked.
I tried to breathe, but it seemed that there was not enough oxygen to inhale. I
was choking on something invisible. The more I desparately tried to inhale, the
more something slimy entered my lungs.
Before I went into a full breakdown mode, Sans dissapeared out of my sight,
only to reappear right in front of me.
"shit, kiddo. calm down."
Holy Jesus on a motorcycle, he's so close to my face now.
If I just closed the small distance between us, I could kiss-
"relax. everything is gonna be fine."
Sans stared at my eyes intensely, gripping my cheeks with his bony hands that
were icy cold. He looked like he was focusing on something with all his might,
little beads of sweat appearing on his skull.
Suddenly the darkness evaporated, like it wasn't there in the first place.
"look at me. are you alright?"
I sharply inhaled every bit of air that I could.
I felt little sparks of electicity travelling trough my whole body, shaking the
entire culmination of my being.
It felt tingly all over my skin. And the sudden apperance of air that was now
here left a trail of goosebumps all over it.
"I'm okay. What happened?"
"you ask the wrong person, buddy."
"Then, can you explain to me why am I fucking glowing like a christmas tree?"
"heh. i guess that monster coctail was stronger than you could handle."
"Holy shit, so I am drugged right now!" I felt my breath getting faster again.
"hey, lighten up, bucko! 's not my fault that you suddenly became a lantern!"
I felt frustrated about all this. The frustration only intensified when I
glowed even brighter.
And being a smug fucker of a punny skeleton named after a font, he laughed
wholeheartedly at that.
"Sans, you surely aren't helping me with this. What drink did Alex gave me?"
"frisky whiskey."
"What kind of a drink is that?"
"well, you take one pint of human made whiskey and you spice it up."
"Spice it up with what?"
"..love juice?"
Wait, love juice? Fuck, that sounds nasty as hell. And sexual.
"That sounds so perverted."
"well, i ain't kidding. you're halfway right."
"Wait...WHAT? YOU MIX THAT INTO YOUR DRINKS? FUCK, THAT SOUNDS DISGUSTING!"
"hold on, pal. ya might be a nice person and all that schtick but magic ain't
disgusting."
"MAGIC?"
"ya, dummy, what didja think? oh, shucks, kid, ya didn't-..."
I stared at the skeleton in front of me, who was now laughing his ass off when
he caught up what was I implying.
I was embarrased, to say the least. I felt my cheeks burning red. Heck, my
whole body felt like it was on fire from the shame. I wanted to dissapear from
the planet Earth and possibly the entire universe.
"I-I...look...I didn't want to offend you by implying that. Just...Tell me how
to stop glowing, please."
This caught his attention and he stopped laughing, wiping the remaining tears
from his face.
How the hell did he-
"magic, buddy. simple as that."
"Oh, sorry. I'm thinking out loud again."
" 's fine. look, i dunno if you really wanted to get frisky with that boyfriend
of yours over there, but there's only one way to stop this."
Wait, boyfriend?
"Alex is not my boyfriend. Just tell me what is the way of stopping this?"
"...fucking." , he replied flatly.
My eyes widened. This took me by suprise.
And...explained my behaviour from earlier. Or even this perverted trail of
thoughts.
"Are you fucking with me?"
"not quite. besides, i ain't have proper tools for that.", he said and winked
at me.
"Stop smirking, it's nothing funny!"
He sighed, closing his eyesockets. Turning his back on me, he sat on the empty
barstool and put his head into his bony hands.
It looked weird, seeing him moving in the stillness of other bodies that
surrounded us.
I was still stumped about it but I was scared to ask him about that in case he
simply says 'magic'.
"hey, are you just going to stand there? come here."
So I walked towards him, sitting on the closest barstool from him.
"Look, this is all wrong. I simply came here to have a good night out. No one
even told me that it's a monster club that serves magical drinks-..."
"this isn't a monster club, pal."
"Then why do you serve magical drinks? And why is that DJ over there a
monster...?"
"...a friend of mine persuaded the owner of this place for blooky to have a
concert. they also got intrested into monster drinks so i took the offer and
accepted the job. it's good to see you, even if the circumstances aren't really
the best."
"Yeah, I definetly agree on that."
"hey, i still dunno why this is happening to you, but would you mind if i take
a look at your soul?"
"M-my soul?"
"yup. that glowing heart inside of you. i might be able to fix this."
"How?"
"dunno until i look into it."
"Well, go on ahead."
"are you sure about that?"
"Well, it isn't like you're looking at my browser history. Go on ahead."
Sans flinched at those words. I could feel his nervousness and hesitation. He
put his hand onto my glowing chest, trembling and pulling his hand away.
"i-i...no, i c-can't do it."
"Why? Is something wrong?"
"look, kiddo...i don't know if you're familiar with this, but...if i do it,
it's crossing the line. i wanna help you out, but...this stuff's supposed to
be...intimate."
"Oh. You mean, like...sexually intimate?"
"yup."
"Aren't I supposed to get intimate for this to go away?"
He blushed at those words, not looking comfortable with this situation anymore.
It looked like he was hesitating to give me some clues about this, his eyes not
looking at mine anymore, but somewhere in the distance.
"not like this. ya know, it's even worse than seeing your browser history. more
like, your entire history."
Oh. Well, shit.
I didn't want to show him that.
"Fuck. I really don't wanna do that. We...We're still strangers. It would be
awkward to see you after...that. And it's not like I don't wanna know you
better, you know?"
His breath hitched at those words, looking at me intently and blushing even
more, teal color that was dusted over his cheekbones changing into a dark blue.
"d-don't say shit l-like that. y-you don't know what you're talking about!"
He was obviously embarrased by this, so I stopped teasing him.
"Okay, okay, bonehead. I'm just teasing you. Hey, the glow isn't supposed to
happen, right?"
"well, not this much. the stronger your SOUL is, the more your body will
respond to it. it's just a chemical reaction...well, it's like being poisoned,
but without the possibility of overdosing or dying-..."
Oh. Well, there goes my hope for being normal.
Then I remembered something I've read a long time ago...
"Hey, stop rambling! Look, it sounds kinda stupid, but hear me out...I'm no
expert, but..there was this one time I read a book where the protagonist was
poisoned-..."
"and what's the point of that story?"
"Well...I...uhh...the other character used an antidote for-"
"for reversing the effect the poisoning had-..."
"YES!"
"holy shit, kiddo. you're a genius!"
He enthusiastically interjected, teleporting out of my sight.
Wait, he can teleport?
Oh, so that's why I lost him out of my sight in that dark place.
But, what is actually that dark, cold, slimy place?
The loud clattering of bottles and one of them smashing on the floor
interrupted my crazy conclusions about seemingly mysterious skeleton.
"found it!"
"What's that?"
"..a drink."
"Well, I can see that much."
"okay. it's a magical drink."
"Fuck me sideways, I ain't drinking that!"
"well, i guess i should take that as a 'no' and take your offer." He winked
again, trailing his white pinpricks all over the visible parts of my body and
chuckling deeply.
I would lie if I said I didn't feel more aroused. But also embarrased.
Did he lie about not having any proper tools to- Stop it, (Y/n)! That would be
impossible!
And it makes me blush more.
Fuck.
"I-I d-didn't mean-"
"i know sweetcheeks. now, drink."
However, before I could grab the drink, I jumped off the barstool and almost
fell down the chair.
Everyone started to move again, my friends looking at eachother as I stood
there, almost on the same place I was before.
"enjoy your drink, pal."
My friends glanced at eachother and almost interrupted me from drinking another
one.
"(Y/n), don't-"
I already grabbed it and drank another one of alcoholic coctails in one take.
I was still glowing like a lantern.
"Sans, that didn't do anything!"
"well, wait up for a minute."
I waited.
Still nothing.
My friends still stared at me, or more like, my chest.
Suddenly, before I could shout at Sans, someone grabbed my shoulders from
behind and turned me around.
Chapter End Notes
     So, that went in another direction..:)))
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***** Getting the wrong awnsers *****
Chapter Notes
     Heya, guys.
     Back where we left with this.
     I hope you enjoy and thank you for saying such nice things in the
     comments!
     *gives everyone a virtual cookie*
See the end of the chapter for more notes
"You! Stop with the encounter! I saw what you did there a moment ago!"
This sounded like trouble.
"What did I do?"
"NGAAH! YOU PULLED OUT YOUR SOUL AND ENCOUNTERED SANS! NOBODY THREATENS MY
FRIENDS AND LIVES!"
Oh. That fish Undyne. Wait-
"Fuhuhuhu! I'm going to suplex you so hard and beat the crap outta you, human!"
She grabbed me and lifted me up, balancing my entire weight on her hands.
I would be impressed if I wasn't-...
Oh, crap. I'm going to die I'm going to die I'm-
 I  was ready to be thrown like a sack, bracing for the next second.
Wait. Everything froze again.
 "Sans if you can hear me, stop this madness!"
 "hold in there. coming up. need to grab somethin' "
"Motherf-..."
There I was, back in momentum, prepared to die from the scary fish. My life
flashed before my eyes.
So I closed them, ready to crash onto the floor.
 
"UHH...Sans? Really..?" , Undyne snarled.
 What is that?
 When I opened my eyes and saw the skeleton was now standing on the surface of
the bar, holding something,   I felt greatful.
A blue stop sign.
 Or not.
"A BLUE STOP SIGN? REALLY? I THOUGHT A GUN WOULD BE MORE APPROPRIATE!"
Sans winked at me and looked back at Undyne with the most amusing shit-eating
grin I ever saw in my life.
"yeah, undyne. you know what this means."
 He pointed at the sign.
 "Uhhh...But, why?"
 "because i said so. i'm in charge here and i want order!"
 "Alright. But...!"
Oh boy. Here we go.
 She dropped me on the floor. I hissed at the pain and looked up to see Undyne
and Sans glaring at eachother.
"fine. what do you want?"
 "I'll let her go if she agrees to train with me."
 "ohh, boy. i dunno if that's a good idea."
 "Why not? Human, I see a great potential within you! You're extremely
passionate and I need a recruit like you!"
Okay. First she wants to kill me and now she's trying to recruit me. What!?
She grabbed me by the shoulders and I was still frightened that she'll keep her
end of a bargain and suplex me and then beat me.
Sans grunted and lifted the sign again.
"undyne...come here. i need to talk with you."
This made me shiver in anticipation. I still didn't want to be a troublemaker
or cause trouble to Undyne, even if she literally tried to kill me.
 Would Sans be able to stop her? Or at least persuade her to not harm me?
And what is up with the training she mentioned?
 Both of them got out of my sight and before I could join the discussion,
someone pulled my hand gently.
 I glanced down and saw a lizard monster looking at me pleadingly.
 "U-uhh, I-I a-am r-really s-sorry on her b-behalf. S-she c-can be s-so
explosive s-sometimes."
"Uhh..I see that much. Hey, why don't we go and sit over there?"
 "Oh, r-right."
We sat at the table they occupied, impatiently waiting for whatever Sans and
Undyne had to discuss.
"Ummm...I'm sorry for not introducing myself earlier. I'm (Y/n). Pleased to
meet you.
"Ohh...R-Right. I-I'm Dr. Alphys. P-pleased to m-meet you t-too."
We sat in an awkward silence. She looked at me uncomfortably when I cleared my
throat and spoke.
"Ummm...So, what was that all about?"
"Hmmm..? Oh, y-you s-see, U-Undyne t-thinks o-of y-you as a t-threat."
For some reason, she looked very uncomfortable speaking of this. Fidgeting her
fingers, barely making eye contact with me and sweating.
"But, why? Can you at least explain it to me?" "Uhhh...I'm n-not r-really c-
comfortable w-with t-talking a-about t-that. Y-you..."
She stared down at her trembling hands, looking like she was into deep thought
on what to say about this.
"Go on, please..I need awnsers."
She sighed and after a long pause continued on. "Uhh...well...I-I...Y-your
SOUL."
 "Ummm...what about my soul?"
"I-I h-haven't r-really saw anything like it before!", she replied
enthusiastically, looking at me and fixing up her glasses that fell down lower
on her face.
That still didn't explain why, but I still thought it's a better awnser than
nothing.
"Oh.So..Is that good or bad?"
"W-well, I d-don't k-know a-actually.I-It a-appears to...T-to be s-stronger t-
than...usual ones?"
"Why? How-..?"
 I knew that much when Sans told me a moment ago, but I wanted more
informations about this.
And she is a doctor.
 Wait, maybe she is the monster that Mark mentioned!
"Well...If you are telling the truth about not encountering Sans...I...I don't
know how were you able to pull it out."
 "But I didn't."
 "Uhhh...It looked like you did."
This really shut me up, not even knowing where to start with this. I realized
that I wasn't feeling so drunk anymore and my mind was a lot clearer than
before.
I made a mental note to thank Sans for this.
And for rescuing me from Undyne, if he suceeds with his 'talk'. Alphys cleared
her throat, looking at me.
 "Uhhh...d-don't get m-mad, but...I-I t-texted m-my new human colleague to ask
him about this. He m-might be able to h-help.."
 "Oh? It's fine. Thank Mark for me."
 "W-wait h-how d-did y-you-..."
"Mark is my brother. He said he came here to employ a monster. I assume it's
you?"
"Ooohh...Well, yes, t-that's me."
 "I'm pleased to finally know you, doctor."
 "A-Alphys i-is j-just f-fine."
"Okay, doc-...ehm..Alphys."
"S-so, y-your b-brother, huh? H-he's a v-very smart h-human."
 "Uhhh...yeah...He's always been a genius in our family. Though, it's been so
long since I saw him. Well, I saw him last night, but, we...we aren't so close
anymore."
 "Oh...I'm...I-I a-am s-sorry to hear t-that."
 "Don't be. I really should be thanking you for getting him back here."
 "R-Really..?"
 "Yeah, he...I missed him and...I'm greatful to have him back."
 "H-He s-said he'll c-come h-here for t-ten m-minutes. He w-was s-supposed to
c-come h-here w-with us, b-but... U-Undyne i-isn't r-eally the f-friendliest of
our k-kind, y-you k-know?"
"Yeah. I understand. My neighbour actually said that Mark dropped by to my
place earlier, but I was at work."
"Ummm...okay...?"
I knew I wanted to ask more questions, but from the moment I opened my mouth to
voice it, I saw a pleased Undyne and Sans coming closer. Alphys stole a glance
at me and smiled nervously, both of us anxious what they're going to say.
"Uhhh...Human? I want...To apologize for earlier. I was being very
irresponsible. Are...you alright?"
"Uhhh...yeah...I'm better now, I guess. So, what is up?"
 "Uhhh...Umm Sans...What was I supposed to say again?"
"no training for (Y/n) unless she agrees with it. but i doubt it. she doesn't
need it anyway."
 "Wait, what!? Sans, that wasn't the part of the deal!"
 "well, i can't make decisions for her. besides, i'm feeling bone-tired from
this whole talk... i oughta get back home and..."
Before he even finished saying his sentence, he closed his eyes and started
snoring.
I couldn't believe it. At first I thought he was about to give some awesome
speech that will save my ass...but he fell asleep right on the spot.
And if this couldn't get any weirder, Z letters appeared right above his head.
 I wanted to laugh, but I was stunned.
Before I could touch any of the letters above his head, he opened one of his
eyesockets and grabbed my hand.
"whoa there, buddy. that's private, ya know? don't just go there and caress my
Z's like that...'m tired..."
"Wha-...How-..."
 "magic." I rolled my eyes and grumbled in frustration.
 I turned my attention to Undyne who looked almost terrified at how was I
acting around him.
It looked comical, considering she's a fish monster and she looked like she was
choking on air, trying to breathe but failing.
When she caught my stare she cleared her throat and proceeded with the talk.
"So...You're up for training or not?"
"Why would you even want to train with me? I'm a couch potato that will soon
turn into an egg and flatten my ass from the amount of hours I'm sitting on
it!"
 Sans snorted at my statement, obviously amused with my choice of words. I was
getting really frustrated with him.
 Undyne didn't even paid attention to him, staring at me instead and
continuing. 
"You see? I was right! Human, you would make a perfect candidate for this!
Besides, you might not see how strong you really are, but I saw it! Or are you
afraid of this, punk?"
 She squinted her eyes, looking at my face closely, taunting me with her
predatory posture.
So much about persuading her to stop. I took a closer look at her.
Her sculptured muscles moved with grace, even when she used her brute strength.
She still looked intensely at my face with her yellow eye. I noticed she has an
eyepatch on her other one.
She looked badass.
But I was still intimidated.
"Like what you see, punk? I'll make you buff like that in no time! Well...maybe
not...But! When I'm finished with you you will....you'll...uhh..."
"I'll...uhhh...what?"
"Ehhh...Didn't thought about that. Well..."
"oh, really, undyne...already at loss for words..? you have to be more
diplomatic than that...human might think this is a fish-y situation..."
"Ngahhh, stop making puns, for Asgore's sake, Sans. I don't like them and you
know it! "
"Uhhh...But I do.", I spoke up quietly.
Sans opened his eyesockets, looking at me and grinning like an idiot. He winked
at me and went back to napping.
 "What was that, punk? Oh, I see...you like that bonehead, right?"
 I stared at her, suddenly not feeling intimidated by her.
Well,maybe a little, but I was determined to come with a witty comeback.
 "Ha! I knew it? What you're gonna do, punk? Are you just gonna squirm here and
take it? I see you! I can smell it on you, you're a coward!"
 "I AM NOT A COWARD!"
 "PROVE IT! I bet you can't! I bet you're gonna wet your pants from fear! I bet
you are not up to the challenge!"
 "Oh you motherfucker. I ain't some dumbass that will stand there and listen to
your stupid comebacks! "
"Oh, really now, human? Fuhuhuhu, I already see you're ready to give up! "
Oh no.
She didn't.
This triggered a response from me and I was feeling determined to shut her up.
Mustering any strength that I have, which surely paled in comparison with hers,
I shoved my whole weight foward with increased momentum, bashing her entire
body with mine.
 She widened her eye in suprise, going down because she let down her guard.
We fell down with a loud thump on the floor, wrestling with eachother until I
felt my muscles straining from the pressure, overwhelmed by her brute force.
 She flipped us both, now with me being at the bottom, her eyes staring at my
suprised expression as she pinned me down with her both hands.
"Well, well, well, punk. It looks like I wasn't wrong about you. You have such
a marvelous fighting spirit. Train with me!"
 "No! I won't give up. You can't make me!"
 She widened her eye, looking super pissed off when I said it.
"Dammit! You're still not giving up, huh? That's pitiful of you."
 Why did she gave up so easily?
 She practically jumped off of me, retreating in a standing position. She
stretched out her hand, helping me to get up. I accepted it with hesitation,
felling adrenaline slowly buzzing through me.
 My soul still glowed, but it wasn't as st rong as before. I had to thank him
for that.
 "Uhh...thanks, Sans."
"for what, kiddo? i didn't do anything."
He shrugged his shoulders, smiling and nodding at me.
 Undyne glared at both of us, her suspicion rising.
 When she looked back at me, Sans put his bony finger on his mouth, shushing me
and giving me a hint not to mention it.
 "Hey, what is happening? (Y/n), what are you doing here?"
"Mark! Oh gosh, thank god for coming here!"
 "Well, shit. I thought Alphys was kidding when she said you are glowing."
 He whistled, staring at my chest, obviously fascinated about all this.
 I felt really uncomfortable.
He seemed to notice that and cleared his throat as he looked at Alphys,
changing his casual stance into formal one.
I let out a giggle, not being used to seeing him like that.
I turned my attention at Undyne, who was back at the whole gaping thing when
she looked at both of us.
We sat down and proceeded with the discussion about what happened.
Sans just went back to work and I smiled when I saw my two friends working
togheter with him at the bar. My friend glanced in my direction, smiling at me,
obviously glad that I was fine. Alex caught upon my friend who was still
staring at me and looked at me too. I felt my face stretching into a bigger
smile when Sans scolded them both for not paying attention to customers.
 Serves them right.
 "Hey, punk! Are you even listening?"
"W-what?"
 "Stop staring at Sans and pay attention to the discussion!"
Fuck. What happened with 'don't let your guard down, (Y/n)' thing?
"Ngaaah! Listen closely this time. I swear to Asgore, you need some
discipline!"
 "Ummm....U-Undyne...c-calm d-down."
This seemed to do the trick and Undyne stared at Alphys, giving her a big smile
and muttering an apology.
Alphys just nodded and anxiously looked at me.
"S-so, a-as we w-were s-saying, w-we s-still don't know w-what c-caused the e-
encounter in...in t-the f-first place. M-Mark and I-I agreed...w-we n-need t-to
run...r-run s-some t-tests..."
 "Uhh...yeah, (Y/n). Nothing really comes to me. I don't know how SOULs
work...but Alphys briefly explained it to me and from what I've gathered, it
shouldn't happen."
"Care to explain it to me like I'm a five year old? I'm really not so
knowledgeable about nerdy stuff you talk about."
"Uhh...okay, right. Well, SOULs are, well, souls. Yeah, it sounds dumb, but
they are literally what makes you, YOU. Ummm...during the encounters, which is
basically when you battle a foe, monsters are able to pull out your SOUL to
enter a fight. This is the only way a monster can cause harm to anyone.
Naturally, monster SOULs are entirely made from magic, which means they are
weaker than humans when it comes to performing physical harm. They surely can
harm you physically, if they want, but only if they really mean to."
 "That's a long explanation. How does it all fit into this soul pulling thingy
I did? Or glowing?"
"Well, human beings aren't able to do it because it's a magic-based action. And
the glow thingy...I can't figure it out."
Undyne looked deep in thought, before adding her part in this.
 "Well, when Sans and I talked, he said that he hasn't really seen such a
strong reaction to monster alcohol. Which is weird, monsters aren't even able
to do it even if they are completely magical."
I nodded when Undyne finished her talk, waiting for all this information to
sink in.
I was still a bit clueless when it came to this overly-long explanation they
gave me, but I knew somewhere deep, deep down that I'll get to the bottom of
this.
"W-well, w-we b-barely s-scratched the surface, b-but I-I t-think we...I k-know
we can s-solve t-this."
 "Yeah, punk! We're gonna fix you in no time!"
Undyne gave me the biggest smile I ever saw and I felt...
Somehow happy.
 Not just from the outside. I wasn't just having a smile plastered on my face.
No, my inner child was happy and content, enveloped in something warm and
fuzzy, joyous when it discovered how kind she was to me right now.
When she hugged me tightly, I felt a strong urge to never move again from her.
But it ended just as fast as it started.
"Fuhuhuhu...Look at you! We are surely going to be besties!"
 Undyne ruffled my hair, messing it up. I wanted to feel angry, but I couldn't
simply bring myself to it.
 "So, sis, I hope you'll be ready for tomorrow."
 "Wait a minute..tomorrow?"
 "Yeah. The sooner we figure this out, the better. Imagine what would happen if
this continues on. You might encounter someone without realizing it."
Oh, right. Better keep that in mind.
 "I-I r-really a-agree with y-your b-brother. You...n-need t-to l-learn h-how
to c-control it."
Maybe training with Undyne isn't a bad idea, after all.
Alphys gave me an encouraging smile, a glint of excitement in her eyes as she
fiercely started to discuss everything about the experiment for tomorrow. It
really didn't made sense to me and I stopped listening their ramble and glanced
at the bar counter on the left.
Sans looked tired.
I frowned. The more I watched him work, the more it seemed like his movements
were getting slower and lazier. It looked like the amount of effort he put into
his work from a moment earlier was draining fast.
Undyne waved her hand in front of my face, smirking when I realized she caught
me staring at him for a second time this evening.
 She leaned in a bit closer, lowering her voice that was coated in utter
amusement.
 "Awwwwh...look at you, thinking about him. You're all lovey-dovey for that
lazy ass skeleton."
 "I-I a-am not!"
 "Oh, yes you are. You'd be a cute couple."
I stared at her. She chuckled, rolling her eye and making a gesture for me to
go over there.
 "Go, punk! Impress that lazy nerd! Don't be such a coward. Fuhuhuhu."
 I got up, walking towards the trio that seemed to not notice me getting
closer.
When I got closer, my friend turned around just in time to see me right in
front of him.
"Oh..Hey there. So, did you manage to solve your problem?"
"Oh...yeah. We're working on it. I...I'm just getting tired, that's all."
"Ummm...do you maybe want me to drop you to your place?"
 "I...I'll see about that. Besides, you seem busy. And my bro is here, so I
could ask him."
 "Oh, right. I forgot that I work here...temporarily."
 "Yeah, what's with that?"
 "Well, your bony friend here asked us if we can replace him, for now. We tried
to convince him that we don't know how to work in a place like this, but he
remembered seeing me working in the coffee shop."
 "When?"
"Remember when you weren't awnsering my calls last week because you slept in
and didn't show up?"
 "Well, shit. Thanks for reminding me."
"Yeah, about that...How do you know Sans? I mean, I remember you mentioned
meeting Papyrus, you know, when he mistook you for his brother, but...You
didn't said anything about him..."
 Well fuck.
How did I forgot about that?
 "A-about that...Ummmm...It's a long story.."
Somewhere in the corner of my eye I noticed Sans eavesdropping our
conversation. When I looked at him, he froze, pretending to not look at me as
he mindlessly continued with polishing the glass that cracked underneath his
phalanges.
"We'll talk about it later."
He just nodded, getting himself occupied with work again.
 "Hey, Sans? You're doing it wrong, buddy! The glass isn't supposed to break.
Lemme show you!"
I stepped into the space behind, leaning my head closer, inspecting his hand
for wounds. When I found none, I grinned, my concern draining out of me.
 "i'm fine. not the first time it happened."
"Well, it surely looks like it. You are unharmed."
"aaaannnd what do you mean with that?"
Oh.
Well I'm a dumbass.
He's a skeleton.
 But!
"But does it hurt when it happens?" "yup."
"Then why don't you do it properly? Here, I'll show you."
 I grabbed another glass when he picked up the broken shards from the another
one.
When he threw it in the thrash, he looked down at my hands, leaning closer to
them, watching me as I skillfully polished one by one until one glass remained.
My face reddened and when I was finished, he stared at me.
"wow, you finished it. i guess i should thank you."
 "Not so fast, Sans! There is still one left. Now, try it out. Since you paid
so much attention, you should master it in no time!"
 He looked at the last glass, taking it and doing it completely wrong. I guided
him and demonstrated how to do it again.
 When I took a better look at his face, I noticed that he was blushing. I
smiled at the sight.
"Here you go. All done! Now, put this last one into its place!"
I handed him the glass, our hands slightly touching. His phalanges were warm,
like any other hand. It seemed like the moment was stretching, our hands still
not breaking the contact.
Now I was feeling flustered.
My heart was beating faster when he gently grabbed my hand, tracing his
phalanges over my skin, putting more pressure when he felt my own bones
underneath the muscles and the skin.
In any other situation, I would be weirded out.
But, even when he gripped my hand harder, it looked like he was still searching
my face for any discomfort.
But I wasn't feeling uncomfortable.
"hmmm...interesting..."
"What is interesting?"
He still didn't let go, his expression a bit confused at whatever he
discovered.
"your bones.."
"What about them?"
I patiently waited for an awnser when he concentrated at one specific spot,
rubbing it and grinning at whatever was on his mind right now.
"it appears that human bones are a lot thinner than i thought them to be...they
seem so delicate...and fragile.."
This was definetly the weirdest compliment I ever recieved.
 And the nicest one.
I blushed even more at that and he noticed that, letting go of my hand
immediately.
"uhhh...I'm sorry if i weirded you out. ehhh..."
"H-Hey, it's no problem. I-I...enjoyed it as well...I...uhhh..."
 
 "Hey, sis. I...uhhh...sorry to interrupt you, but I have to go. Just wanted to
tell you."
"Oh, it's no problem. I-I...uhhh...I think I'm done for now."
 "Alright. I can get you home, if you'd like."
 Oh. He probably came here with his car. I didn't like that fact.
They made me nervous and jittery. Sans stared at me, catching my anxious
expression and speaking up.
"hey, 's no problem. i can take her home."
"Well, okay. See you tomorrow after work then."
 He turned around, already walking off.
Oh, that reminds me!
I yelled at him to wait up.
 He stopped in his tracks, turning around and waiting for my response.
"Next time when you want to visit me, just drop by at my workplace. You made my
neighbour mildly concerned with your visit at my place!"
 "Hold on a minute. What did you say?"
His face contorted in an uneasy expression, eyes squinting and all color from
his face draining in record time.
I had a bad feeling about this.
Chapter End Notes
     Uhhh...you might want to go there and check it out, (Y/n). That
     doesn't sound good. :/
     I hope I did justice with writing about Undyne. She's such a badass
     and it's kinda hard to figure out what seems like a more natural
     dialogue for her personality.
     Bye for now!
***** Everything's a mess but we'll be fine *****
Chapter Summary
     "Next time when you want to visit me, just drop by at my workplace.
     You made my neighbour mildly concerned with your visit at my place!"
     "Hold on a minute. What did you say?"
Chapter Notes
     Heya. New chapter, I guess.
     I feel so tired. I need sleep!
     Thanks for leaving comments/kudos and all that jazz. You brighten up
     my days, even when my depression hits hard.
"Next time when you want to visit me, just drop by at my workplace. You made my
neighbour mildly concerned with your visit at my place!"
"Hold on a minute. What did you say?"
His face contorted in an uneasy expression, eyes squinting and all color from
his face draining in record time.
"What did you say?", Mark repeated himself, his voice reaching to me, making me
nervous and jittery.
Something's wrong.
"I said that instead of coming to my apartment today you could've just come to
my workplace."
"I didn't came to your apartment."
I felt nauseous when he said that. My hands were slightly shaky.
Rose wouldn't lie to me.
It didn't make sense to me.
"Rose said that you did."
"Who is Rose?", he squinted his eyes, watching me observantly.
"My neighbour. She dropped by today and said that a young man searched for me,
but I was at work."
"But if I wasn't at your place, who was it?"
"I DON'T KNOW!", I said loud enough that I caught  Undyne's attention. I saw
her coming closer to check on us.
"Hey, punk! What's wrong?", both of us turned our attention to her, noticing
that she looked confused.
"Something's up. I need to find out."
"What is it?"
"I don't know anymore, Undyne. Someone paid a visit to me while I was at work."
"Well that doesn't sound bad as you make it to be. Maybe it's one of your
friends."
"Everyone that is a friend of mine is currently here. And just to clarify, my
neighbourhood isn't the safest of them."
"We should check who was there. I'll drive you and we'll ask Rose. Maybe she
could give us the description of this man."
Driving.
I felt my blood rushing to my head, the panic riling up inside me. Sans gently
probed my side, speaking to me, a glint of suspicion in his eyes as he caught
my hands trembling with his gaze.
"hey, pal. you could use a shortcut right now. i could help ya."
"A shortcut?", my brother spoke, his voice sounding tense but somewhat
intrigued.
"yea. it's a neat magic thingy that could help. we'll get there faster than in
a car."
"Okay, watch over her. Text me when you get there. If something's really wrong,
go somewhere else."
I nodded, feeling Sans' warm hand snaking closer to mine, holding it tightly.
"ready?"
"Yes."
I felt at least half-ready for this.
"let's go then."
I grabbed my jacket and purse and we walked out from the club.
He stopped in the middle of our way, glancing around to check if anybody's
here.
"Okay, Sans. Wher-"
"hold onto me."
This came out of nowhere.
I enveloped my arms around his shoulders, feeling him tense up at my touch.
"Like this?"
"o-oh. yeah, it's fine. now, close your eyes and hold your breath."
"Why?"
"(Y/n), do you trust me?"
This question caught me off guard.
Should I trust him?
What is he doing?
Don't overthink. Act.
I closed my eyes and held in my breath, just like he said.
"i'll take that as a yes. don't let go, okay?"
The street became awfully silent. My senses were overwhelmed when the coldness
sank into me, making me shiver. It seemed like slime was sticking onto my skin,
sucking me in until I disobeyed the words that Sans said.
I opened my eyes.
Leaning into him, I clutched tightly when it felt like I was sinking into
nothingness.
"why so stubborn? you should've just trusted me."
His voice echoed through my entire being, my knees almost betraying me when I
felt a wave of weakness spreading through me.
I tried to grip him tighter, but I lost the feeling in my arms.
I felt myself sinking even faster, losing my concentration on holding my breath
and opening my mouth, only to choke myself on the darkness that surrounds me.
I felt helpless in Sans' arms, not keen onto breaking another promise as I
clutched him tighter when something almost dragged me into the dark abyss.
"just a little more. hold on, don't..."
A cyan blue eye stared through me, the tiny blue flames lightening our
surroundings.
I closed my eyes, trying not to think about this. My mind wandered off into
someplace that I might even call sanctuary.
"we made it."
I blinked.
We were standing right in front of my building.
I still held onto him, the feeling that I'm going to sink down intensifying.
"Holy shit, what is that place?", my hoarse voice sounded strange and rough.
"the void."
"Gimme a minute. Crap."
He let go of me and I lost my balance immediately, my knees not holding my
entire weight.
I felt dizzy.
I collapsed onto the ground, feeling exsausted from whatever just happened.
"are...you alright?"
He kneeled down, patiently waiting for an awnser from me in the silence that
surrounded us.
"I-I'm f-fine...J-just e-exsausted..."
I clenched my eyes shut, the darkness helping me as the dizziness dissipated
entirely.
I got up carefully, not even aware that I was falling down again until I felt
his hand holding onto mine.
"whoa there, be careful."
"T-thanks."
We got into the building, slowly climbing up the stairs.
"I f-fell s-so drained. It's s-so l-late. Rose's probably asleep..."
I gripped him tighter, almost falling down the stairs.
"fuck, how did the void affect you so much?"
"Huh? Didn't c-catch that..."
" 's nothin'"
"Shit..Where are my keys..."
I rummaged through my purse, finding them on the bottom.
Sans went ahead, something catching his attention as I stumbled slowly towards
the door.
I fumbled with the keys, my hands shaking when I tried to unlock my apartment
as fast as I could.
"uhh, (Y/n), you should really look at this."
I snapped my head up.
That definetly wasn't here before.
He tore off the letter that was pinned onto the wooden door with a knife. It
didn't look like those knives that you see in the kitchen or anything like it.
It looked expensive, almost ridiculously so. The handle was golden, the surface
of it adorned with an amazing pattern of vines, spreading and forming some kind
of ornament.
I felt so tired with everything.
I wanted a decent rest.
I felt pissed at myself and the whole world because I couldn't get it.
"What the fuck...Who-"
"well, whoever left this, it wasn't very knife of them."
"Sans, I'm fucking serious! Gimme the letter!"
I grabbed it as forcefully as I can right now, being careful while opening it.
A wave of terror washed through me as I concentrated on the text.
"(Y/n),
it was easy to find your adress!
Next time I visit you, I hope you'll be here as well."
No signature.
"Is this a prank? Who the fuck would do this? How-..."
"lemme see."
I gave it to him, feeling lightheaded from the sudden movement.
Sans stared at the letter. It caught my attention that he re-read it a few
times.
We were both silent.
I didn't know what did I do to deserve this, wheter it was a prank or not.
It was freaky, knowing that somebody had left this on my door.
"I can't take this. What is wrong with this person?"
I stared at the knife again. The sight of it was unsettling.
And it looked like it would catch the attention of my other neighbours.
Better not leave it here then.
I tried to remove it, using up all my remaining strength to pull it out of the
wooden door.
"Sans, don't just stand there, help!"
His hand overlapped over mine, both of us gripping it like mad and it didn't
even move an inch.
"fucking hell. it's...not moving..."
"Let's try harder. Come on!"
Luckily, I didn't fall off because when I tried to pull it harder, I leaned
onto his body, hoisting myself as I gave my all to get it out.
Sans tightened his grip and a few of my bones popped. He immediately let go,
grabbing my hand and checking if everything's still intact.
I almost fell down again, but I leaned onto the opposite wall.
"Sans, it's fine."
"huh. i could've sworn that i heard a few of them breaking."
"They didn't, okay? It's completely normal."
"hold on, let me see it for myself."
When he tried to reassure himself that everything is fine with them, touching
almost every phalange in my finger, he looked up at me, confused.
"but...how-"
"Biology."
He chuckled, looking down on my hand and letting go of it.
I tried to pull out the knife that was stuck, but it simply wouldn't budge.
Maybe it's because I am so weak right now.
Sighing, I picked up the keys that I didn't even realize I dropped and unlocked
the door.
Everything looked normal, just as I left it.
"Are you coming in or what? Head on in!"
I shuffled slowly through the hall, trying to reach the kitchen for some water.
I did it without falling and I felt the tiniest bit of my old self getting
back.
I wakled into the living room again, inviting him to come in and stop standing
there.
He still held the letter in his hand, awkwardly stepping in and looking around.
He closed the doors carefully, stepping closer to me.
He briefly looked around and stared at me, his face contorted in confused
expression.
I sat on the couch, beckoning him to join me.
I was upset.
I was also tired.
But to hell if I could tell him that.
I felt his gaze on me when I was cracking from the inside, but not showing it.
I didn't want him to see me in such a vunerable state again.
Barely even trusting my own voice, I spoke quietly.
"I...I don't know what to do now. Someone that I don't even know threatens me
and now here I am, with a skeleton that is equally strange as the person that
left this, sitting on my cheap couch with me. Is life really that cruel?"
He seemed to be deep in thought just as I am right now.
I stole a glance at him, still amazed by his face.
Or, literally speaking, his skull.
It seemed like it was moving against all laws of biology and physics, like a
huge 'fuck you' to everyone who thought that it couldn't.
He caught me staring and I narrowed my eyes, suddenly interested on that little
spot on the carpet on my floor.
"i really don't know how you're holding up. if i was in your shoes, i would've
thrown in the towel by now."
"If you're trying to tell me that I'm tough, you're very wrong. I...You don't
know what shit I've been through. And this...This will crush me. I just know
it. I've been bending and dodging all this time, trying to forget. Avoiding
speaking up for myself."
"trust me, i've been through a lot myself. i understand."
He had a somber smile on his face, staring at me intensely.

There was no interruption from others now, we could look at eachother as much
as we like.
Or, at least until it gets even more awkward.
I started to notice some things that I didn't pay attention to before, like how
round and how soft his features look like. He was a lot shorter than Papyrus,
but still a bit taller than me.
Anatomically speaking, it would be almost impossible for a human skeleton to be
so thick or shaped in a way he looks like.
On the place where naturally would his eyebrows be, there were two thin lines
that maybe even resembled human eyebrows. And right underneath his eyes, a
practicularly dark circles adorned his skull.
It didn't make sense to me.
Almost like an enigma, waiting to be solved.
He looked so done, so tired and yet...somewhat genuinely enjoying life and not
taking it for granted.
I wanted to solve this mystery.
I wanted to take a peek behind the scenes, to see what is going on in that
skull of his...
He looked into my eyes, not breaking the contact as he approached dangerously
close and lowered his already deep voice.
"eye see that you're enjoying the view. can't blame you. i know i am bone-a-
fide deal."
"O-Oh....I-I'm s-staring, r-right?
Uhhh...I...I should really be c-concentrating on m-more i-important things ri-
right n-now."

Gosh, this is embarrasing.
He chuckled, darting his eyes on the letter and thinking.
"How will I find out who did this? As much as I would like to believe that this
is a prank but something tells me it isn't. Call it an instinct or whatever,
but I think this is bad..."
He took the letter, squinting, almost looking like he found out some very
important discovery.
"i'm not sure. maybe we should ask other monsters, spread the word through
alphys. if..."
"Why that? Would that be really necesarry?"
"well, pal, i'm afraid that it is."
"Why? Just...tell me."
"it's better if I show you."
He took the letter, pointing on something that was barely visible on the
surface of the white paper.
I followed up the faint pattern, noting that it's weirdly shaped.
It was a...
"...a rune?"
"it's a rune. more specifically, the delta rune. but, it's upside down...i
dunno what does that mean, though..."
"How do you know which ru-"
"well, it represents the royal family of the monsters. and it's placed
everywhere in the underground."
"But why me? Why this? Why...Why is it..."
He seemed as equally confused as I was, or at least, intrigued.
"we'll find out. for now, i think it is best if i go and get some sleep. this
night has left me bone-tired."
"Sans?"
"hmmmm...?"
"I-I don't k-know if it would be a g-good idea to...stay here, a-alone....I d-
don't even feel safe anywhere anymore..a-and I still feel a bit weak..."
I wasn't feeling so weak like I was a moment ago.
"oh, right. i'm too exhausted to use a shortcut for the both of us, so..would
you mind if i stay here, then?"
I didn't expect that.
But, then, it's not like I expected this course of events the entire evening.
"I, uhh...Sure. Safety in numbers, right?"
"yeah. i'll take the couch."
"Now, now, don't take it. How am I supposed to watch Mettaton if that happens?"
I wanted to end this day (or start it, at least) in a bright mood.
"oh, you got me good. wait, seriously, you watch him?"
"Yeah, he's weird but funny as heck."
"please, don't be another fangirl."
"Nope. I just watch him and laugh my ass off everyday."
"oh, thank Asgore. i barely can even comprehend why Papyrus is so obsessed with
him. "
"Oh. Papyrus likes watching MTT as well? Gosh, your bro is so cool."
"yeah, i agr-...wait a sec. i didn't told you i have a brother named Papyrus. i
simply said only his name. how did you know, then?"
For a moment, I could've sworn that I saw a single cyan blue eye in his
eyesocket.
When I blinked, it was completely gone, just like his little white pinpricks
were.
"Oh...Well...It's a funny story. I went to the store the night after the
assault because I was really hungry and I was wearing the jacket you gave me
because my favourite coat was ruined and I was really craving spaghetti so I
went into the pasta section and Papyrus thought I am actually you and then he
asked me about pasta on the surface and then...then he said that you called him
and....and I'm rambling...I'm sorry..."
"kiddo, you don't have to be. tibia honest, i wouldn't expect that you'd accept
my bro so easily..thanks, i guess."
"For what?"
"paps isn't actually so well accepted by humans because he's so loud and
oblivious sometimes. he's too innocent for this world so i try my best to
protect him."
"But he isn't! Honestly speaking, he might be a bit naive, but I don't find him
stupid or anything like that. He's like a big walking ball of sunshine
and....Oh gosh, I'm rambling again, don't I?"
" 's fine, really. you have as much of enthusiasm as he does. and you're quite
a nice soul, all warm and caring, brave..."
"I...have a nice soul?"
I remembered how it looked like when it was glowing orange when monster alcohol
kicked in. I missed that sight now, even if I found it annoying.
"yeah, almost any monster can see that. i don't know you very well, but i'm not
blind, ya know?"
"T-Thank you. You flatter me. N-No one said such a nice thing to me. I bet you
have a nice soul too."
Silence.
Did I say something wrong?
He looked at me with half-lidded eyes, almost ready to drift off.
I saw his mouth shaping in a genuine smile which was noticeably diffrent than
his usual one. I got up, letting go of his hand that I didn't even realize I
was holding, seeing him stare at me for almost unhealthy amount of time and
leaning in close, finally wishing him a good night.
He started sleeping already and I felt so greatful that I had company, even a
sleeping one at the moment, considering that the circumstances aren't excactly
well and a bit scary when I thought of them, but I felt safe.
Just in case if skeletons can get a cold, I went to my bedroom and covered him
with my unused Star Wars blanket I got for Christmas last year.
Being still a bit panick-y, I checked if I locked the doors, turning around and
stepping back slowly into the living room and smiling when I saw Z's literally
coming out of him for the second time that night. It was funny, but even if I
wanted to laugh I didn't want to wake him up so I bit my tongue, cringing at
the pain it caused.
It's a mess, but I'll get out of it.
I practically threw myself into the bed after I removed my clothes and I
drifted off so effortlessly, not even thinking of all the problems that
happened, feeling so tired.
I deserved some rest after all of this.
***** Waking nightmare *****
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Sans' POV

This was a weird circumstance.

I was in (Y/n)'s apartment after accepting her offer to stay here for the
night. I still didn't know excactly if the person who threatened her meant to
pay another visit or just intended to give a warning.
Something inside me wanted to protect her. 
Almost at the same way I protected Papyrus, only this time, a less innocent,
female version.
The one that curses like a sailor.
Heh. Sounds right.
If someone asked me that I'll be in a position like this after staying this
long on the surface, I would laugh.
There was so much of things that intrigued me about her.
At the first glance, she was the same as any other human.
But deep down in my bones, I was sure there is an awful lot that I don't know
about her.

She is still a mystery and the science side of me wanted to explore everything
that made her, well, HER.
Mostly her SOUL. It is so much diffrent than the others I've seen in my life.
Being a judge, that was quite plenty of 'em. Without even counting the ones on
the surface.
As I've found out at the work, it seemed like her dominant trait is bravery.
It was puzzling to think about.
She didn't fit into that, or at least, she had more than I saw.
I wanted to know so badly.
I didn't think she isn't brave, far from it, actually.
She didn't even hesitate to bring down Undyne.
I admired that.
Undyne is strong, almost as equally strong physically as some of stronger
humans are.
But, honestly speaking, as tough as she sounds like that, when we stepped into
the Void she became weak.
I didn't know if she actually knew how bad she looked when we reached her
building. Her legs were like jelly, barely being able to walk without my help.
I remembered the time when I used shortcuts with Frisk. They looked fine.
What did serve as a trigger, then?
What is the cause of her weakness after spending a short time in there?
Shortcuts already took so much on me, but pulling her out of that place drained
my whole magic.
The only time I was drained from the magic use was the time I sparred with
Frisk possesed by Chara.
I shivered at the thought, my bones rattling slightly. It's unnsettling to
think about that.
Why is she so contradictory, then?
I never saw so much strength and yet so much weakness in anyone, not even
myself. I am weak and I'm very self-aware of it, but I'm not a china doll. I
wasn't going to crack if someone slaps me or if I stumble and fall. 
Who could even thought that the same person I saved that night could so easily
walk into my life?
And by walking into my life, I meant it quite literally. 
Of all the clubs in a seemingly large city, she walked into one that I happened
to start working in the previous day.
Is it fate? 
I can never decide.
 
I clearly remember seeing a familliar face that haunted me for a couple of days
showing up, laughing at the way her 'boyfriend' (at least I thought he was)
dragged her to the bar to buy a drink.
It seemed like he was a quick thinker, ordering drinks before she could even
voice which one she wants. It didn't have to be a magical one, the bar served
non-magical ones also.
I felt a pang of jealousy hitting me out of nowhere knowing that he will
probably see her naked, have her writhing beneath him...
I knew that I had to stop with creppy thoughts, but I couldn't, the moment when
I saw her being too overwhelming.
I could clearly see how much both of the boys wanted her for herself. I felt it
in the thick air of the club, how their souls soared when she made bold moves
and quirky remarks.
I could read them easily, the one that dragged her towards the drinks slowly
resembling a faint yellow color, the outline of the soul barely visible.
The other one was harder to break down. That moment when he approached her,
leaving that bitchy redhead that made a racist comment directed at me, I could
see that his dominant trait is patience. Looking at human's face closely, I
knew that I saw him working in that coffee shop we visited when Frisk tried to
pull Tori in, signing that they want to see what smells so good.
I remembered him being nice towards our little group, even talking with Toriel
like an old friend when he recognized that she is her neighbour.
I didn't know why, but I felt so envious when she accepted to dance with her
'not-boyfriend guy', something I found out a bit later. She looked so lewd,
lust-filled as she traced her hands over his chest, making him look at her when
he snapped his attention at Blooky.
Shot after shot, the trio was visibly more drunk, with her looking the most.
I noticed she said that she needs to go to the toilet, slowly stumbling towards
it hastily. They exchanged a few words, which mostly consisted of 'what's with
her?' and other questions of the same variety. They didn't even seemed to
notice that they both were going through the same state, but having a lot
weaker effect on them which indicated that their SOULs aren't sensitive to
magic.
 
At the corner of my eye I saw her stumbling closer. My breath hitched at the
sight of her glowing chest, her skin bathed in a warm orange glow that pulsated
in sync with her heart.
 
Those two seemed to be freaking the fuck out and I did too when she blurted out
the most lewd, the most provocative sentence I've fucking heard in my entire
existence. I didn't know if they could hear how needy she sounded, almost
whining and begging for someone to mark her as her own. A few of the more open-
minded monsters eyed her, ogling at the sight of her.
I realized pretty fast what this meant. It was time to act. FAST.
Everyone that is a human watched with shock as the trio argued, freaking out
and exchanging questions between themselves.
Before I could, though, I was met with the most unbelieveable thing I have ever
witnessed.
She pressed her hand onto her chest, gently pulling out the small, glowing
heart. She bowed her head down, shifting into one of the most humble pose, not
even needing to voice that she was offering it.
It glowed so much that I couldn't even see anything.
No stats.
No EXP, no HP, no LV.
Nothing.
Almost as if she doesn't exist.
But, she was here, existing, as real as any other human.
It was bothersome to think about.
Is she an anomaly?
I let out a loud sigh, my analysis and theories losing track, scattering
everywhere and appearing without making much sense anymore.
I stared at the blanket she put on me. I smiled internally.
She is so kind to me.
Everything that I could see in this darkened living room looked so much like
her.
An impressive collection of games, a bit dusty books, some really old-looking
action figures...
She is everywhere.

Everything smelled of her.
It was something that I couldn't indentify, but it was nice.
It made me feel warm, despite the fact that it was so cold.
Whatever I was feeling right now, it was strange.
I haven't felt it before.
It couldn't fit into words.
They were too simple.
I knew it was pointless to dwell on about. It can wait.
I yawned, closing my eyesockets and letting myself sink entirely into the soft
couch.
Better get some sleep.
 
~~~~~~~~

Here I was, standing in front of my nemesis.
Chara.
"You know, smiley trashbag, I thought you can deal with the surface. Guess
what?"
I growled in response, prepared to strike them with a Gaster Blaster.
"Oooh someone's eager today. What is it, did some human already found a way to
that thick skull of yours?"
The giant skull already appeared beside me and I was more than ready to fry
them, but they just chuckled and crossed their arms.
So, no fighting this time.
"what do you want?", I hissed, feeling rage and magic building up inside me,
the blue flame now flickering in the judgement hall that was bathed in
moonlight, illuminating the place that already looked ominous.
"You know my intent, weakling.
No need for another reset now.
You failed the mission."
"i didn't. there's hope this time. you didn't win, because you couldn't."
They stared at me, the black ooze pouring out of their eyes.
I already could sense that this enraged them, making them mindlessly lunge
foward with the knife in their hand.
I simply stepped to the right, chuckling when they fell down on the floor,
smashing their face in the process.
They never learn.
When they got up, prepared to strike again, I reacted faster and with the snap
of my bony fingers, I gave them a lethal blow with the Gaster Blaster.
The scream they let out was satisfying, although a familiar one.
"get. dunked. on."
The scream was still present, echoing faintly through my dream.
A dream.
I opened my eyesockets immediately, rushing towards the sound of it.
Maybe someone attacked (Y/n).
I bursted into her room, seeing her limp form on the bed, sweating and
trembling in terror.
Her mouth was agape, but there was no screaming this time.
Seems like I'm not the only one with nightmares.
I quietly got close to her, nudging her side to wake up.
"hey, wake up!"
"Fuck you! You h-hurt me!
I'm going to kill you!"
That didn't sound pleasant.
I wanted to know what she was dreaming about, but it's better to ask than to
see her like this.
Tears poured out of her closed eyes, small whimpers coming out of her as she
shifted into another position, shielding herself almost like she was being
kicked.
I nudged her harder, desparately wanting to wake her up.
"Y-you can't....you..shouldn't...I won't play...."
She screamed even louder, now tossing and turning violently.
So I jumped onto her, gripping her shoulders harder. I tried to pin her down,
but she was constantly moving, flailing her arms in front of me, trying to
fight back.
"D-Don't rape m-me...hurts...."
What is she on about?
"(Y/n), wake up, come on, it's just a bad dream, please..."
She opened her teary eyes, looking up at me in terror.
"Help me, please, don't leave me...please! Sans..."
Those small whimpers sounded diffrent now, her begging looking desparate as she
teared up in front of me, looking so small and vulnerable.
I stared at her, my face getting closer to hers. She struggled, trying to push
me from herself, kicking her legs and trying to punch me with her fists.
"come on, this is just a dream. wake up, you're gonna be fine."
I tried to nudge her shoulders, but in an instant she flipped me, making us
both fall onto the floor with a loud thud.
"fuck, that hurts."
Somehow she registered that it's me and not the other person she dreamed of.
She stopped her movements, looking at me and just like that, I could see her
cheeks flushing, eyes widening when she noticed in what position she had me in.
She sat on my pelvic bones, my shirt riding up slightly and revealing my bony
form.
And she was half-naked. She didn't seem like she was aware of it.
It was driving me insane. Somehow she changed her behaviour in an instant, her
begging to save her now turning into a shocked, embarrased one.
"heh, enjoying the view?"
"S-Sans!"
I figured pretty quick that I am a good distraction from her dream.
"awh, come on, don't be shy. it's all your doing."
"A-and w-what w-were you doing?"
She still didn't move.
I chuckled when I saw her hiding her face in shame.
"you...had a nightmare..i tried to wake you up, but you couldn't. so i
literally jumped on you."
Groaning, she covered her whole face, muttering something under her breath.
Probably a curse word. It made me smile smugly.
I got up, approaching closer to her and gripping her hands, taking them into
mine as I looked at her. She let out a tear, but her face was still flustered.
She was sitting in my lap now. I felt my soul flutter.
"That wasn't real. Gosh, you scared me.", she said, the little shaky voice
almost whispering it.
"you'll be okay. it's fine."
She gripped me tightly, her soft skin now being flushed against my bones. It
felt good.
She is so warm and squishy. So good...
After a minute of so she let go of me and I already missed her presence.
I cleared my throat, catching her eyeing me again. I felt a slight blush
dusting my cheeks, feeling like I was sinning when I thought about her in so
many inappropriate ways.
"do you...wanna talk about it...?"
She looked uncomfortable, fumbling with my shirt.
She looked down, blushing even more.
I caught up what's bothering her, even though I gotta admit she looked
adorable.
"I think I'm good. For now."
 "is something bothering you?"
"Ehmm...I-I..."
"you're naked. is that it?"
SANS! Why you do this to me?! You're making me feel even more awkward!"
She let out a loud squeal, inching closer to me and stretching out her hand to
reach something.
I didn't know if she noticed, but the sudden movement caused a tingle all over
me, her skin brushing against my sensitive bones. I swallowed up every sound
that was close to spilling out.
She got up, grabbing a long shirt and leaving me alone in her room as I assumed
she went to dress up.
When she got back, I stared at her when she sat on her big bed, throwing a
glance at me.
"Hey, don't just sit there on the floor. You woke me up, now get up here and
entertain me!"
She sounded so bossy. It was endearing.
I accepted her offer when I glanced at her face.
Not the puppy eyes.
It's my biggest weakness. I groaned.
"alright. fine. i guess am feeling pretty down in here."
She laughed at the bad pun.
I felt satisfied to have someone to enjoy that part of me.
 
Chapter End Notes
     I'm not sure, but it feels like there is so much sexual tension in
     this chapter.
     I hope it made you blush or at least sounded interesting!
     Bye for now! See ya in the next chapter, I'll be posting it soon.
     :)
***** Comfort *****
Chapter Notes
     Hey there!
     So, I wasn't being able to update for a while because I got really
     sick! Luckily, I am recovering pretty fast and I've been itching to
     get back here to write more, so I guess I better get back on track.
     Also, school is back. Yay for me and all those people that I don't
     give a shit about out there. Anyways, thank you for being here.
     *gives everyone a virtual hug*
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Sans is an enjoyable companion.
I don't remember when was the last time I felt this good with someone. It was a
good thing that he distracted me from wallowing in self-pity and crying after a
nightmare that I haven't had for years. The images of my stepfather and what he
did to me were fleshed out in my dream, every kick and strike unbearable as I
begged for help.
Only this time someone heard me, someone saved me, pulling me out of the
conjured world behind my eyelids. I didn't know how to express my gratitude
anymore. I wanted to praise him, repay somehow. Why did I constantly felt this
way towards him?
Even with those bad puns and improvised jokes he didn't fail to make me laugh.
He was so good at this spiel, doing it so effortlessly, with a lazy smile on
his face. It seemed like he enjoyed this as well. He even loosened up a bit,
unbottoning his shirt and relaxing with me as we sat on my bed, simply talking
and enjoying eachothers company. He even told me the adventures of little Frisk
and I realized that the underground was a lot weirder than I thought.

I knew that the dawn will break soon, but his laziness was affecting me too
much. I wanted to stay here with him for the rest of the morning, afternoon,
night... Every day, in fact. He made me believe that I could laugh away my bad
memories. And, even though I would feel awkward admitting this, even to myself,
his laugh was charming (cliche, I know) and infectious. It truly made me feel
better and caused my heart a fluttery feeling every damn time it echoed through
the room and that deep voice made me want to drown in it. 

I knew that staying here forever was not a posibillity, we both have lives we
should get back to.
And problems as well.
It made me cherish this moment more.
"...oh, there was another incident with Frisk. This one time they came to our
house carrying too many dogs."
"Huh? Too many dogs?"
"yeah, i never figured the mystery behind it, but you could say it was a ruff
situation."
I laughed at that, seeing his face stretching into a wide grin of satisfaction
that he made me happy. 
"Gosh, that pun was cheesy as fuck."
He looked at me with great interest, still smiling at me. It was beautiful. I
wanted to see that look all the time. I memorized it instantly, willing enough
to never forget it.
"but it made you laugh."
The laughter continued, small tears welling at the corner of my eyes. I wiped
it quickly, looking at his proud expression.
"Yeah, I admit it did.", I said, catching my breath.
This feels nice. No pressure in making small talk. It felt divine after so many
attempts to impress others.
"good, because my pun bank rarely goes bone-dry."
"Oh my god Sans stahp making me laugh! I'm gonna die of it soon."
I laughed even more and showing no sign of stopping. He chuckled deeply, my
heart doing that small flip, making me giggle like a fool when I felt it.
"pffft, like i would let you. buuuuut, i gotta admit, you would be a nice
skeleton."
Is he flirting?
Fuck. How the fuck did he said that so casually, smirking like a sneaky bastard
for making me blush?
"You think so?", I whispered back.
"yeah. i do."
Jesus, why do I feel like an utter mess, yet complete in the weirdest way?
Oh fuck oh god he's shifting closer to me...How does he manage to be warm as a
fucking furnace and look like he is losing breath-
Oh shit. His face is so close now.
What is he gonna do?
What a fucking tease. Do something, darn it!
He gripped my chin gently, looking at my impatient look. This time that flippy
feeling spread through my whole abdomen, my stomach fluttering and suddenly
everything felt uncomfortably warm, making me shift closer without thinking. I
wanted to fly the fuck off over a cliff or something like that because of the
sheer rawness of excitement that he wanted me closer, which sounded dumb in my
head, but in my heart that was a totally diffrent story.
I craved for something more.
It never happened before. I never felt this way with anyone. I've never wanted
someone so bad that I had to keep myself composed from the outside, but with my
whole insides burning with pure desire.
I wanted to kiss him, I wanted to get lost in his touch, I was burning for
anything he'll be willing to give me.
Fuck I'm such a creep. We don't know eachother enough for that!
"tibia honest, i don't mind you not being a skeleton. you look good like
this..."
He trailed his hand across my jaw, taking in the sight of me. It felt like he
was trying to map every bone in my body, leaving me shivering in anticipation
for the next move.
"...for example, your skin is so soft..."
The little strands of my hair on the back of my neck raised up from the
sensation his warm bones caused when he continued on with exploration lower
towards my collarbone. My heart was beating so much that it seemed impossible
that he doesn't know what he does to me.
"...it feels so nice..."
His eyesockets were half-lidded, looking at me like I drove him insane. I drank
in the sight of himlooking so good, so hot, so lustful...
Fucking hell.
How did a skeleton, of all things, manage to look so fucking sexy?
I'm fucked up. But hey, at least enjoy it.
No, I need to stop, now! 
I craved for some kind of contact, but my logic side won over me, suprisingly,
making me want to know him first, from every bone in his body to every smile,
every expression, every possible tone of his voice, fuck, even every pun he
comes up with...
I was a bit panicked that he will trail his hand lower and go beneath my
ridicoulusly long shirt, but he didn't. I simply stared at him, mesmerized by
his movement-...
"heh, am i distracting you too much?"
How to fucking say it? He does.
Instead he snaked his hand at the back of my neck, dragging his hand slowly
across my cervical verterbrae.
"...you humans are so fascinating."
I felt my face burning and he pressed his other hand onto my cheek. I tilted my
head a bit towards his touch, looking at his whole body, already undressing him
with my imagination.
"you feel so warm. and it's cute to see you blush."
I squeaked when he dragged his hand downwards, brushing my spine through the
fabric of my shirt slightly. He stopped at the small of my back, completely
unmoving, entranced in the way he made me shudder. His other hand explored my
sides, lightly grazing over my skin, leaving me helpless. I couldn't think, I
couldn't say anything, completely put on his mercy.
Wait.
His other hand found its way to my left rib. He slowly dragged his phalanges
across the surface, staring at me in confusion. In an instant I froze, waiting
for his reaction. 
"mmm....interesting..."
I precisely knew what's bothering him so much. I started to shift uncomfortably
for the first time in this long night. The cloudy haze has been lifted off,
leaving a cold fear in its wake.
"...weird...huh. did you break them at some point?", he said quietly, his voice
sounding so sympathetic, almost like he truly cared about me. 
We're strangers, that's impossible!
I nodded slightly, avoiding his gaze for a long minute. How to explain it? I
knew that lying isn't an option. I wanted to earn his trust, not lose it before
I even manage to get it.
If I say it, what will his reaction be?
I felt my stomach drop at the thought, the fear of rejection and disgust
crawling on my back. 
I'm not ready for that talk, not yet anyway.
"Uhhh...I-I really don't like talking about it."
"it's reasonable enough. you don't have to tell me everything."

I let out a small huff of breath that I didn't realize I was holding. I didn't
want to upset neither of us. If I break apart so easily, he will think that I'm
fragile. I know that I'm not, most people wouldn't hold on for so long.
"T-Thank you. I try not to remember it. Bad times, you know?"
" 's fine. i understand. i don't wanna make you uncomfortable."
He was obviously sensing my hesitation and discomfort with this topic, but he
still seemed genuinely interested into what's bothering me.
"Okay. Maybe someday I'll be more open about it."
Sans seemed genuinely suprised at my response. I knew that he realized what I
implied. It was like an unspoken agreement that I'll let him in when I feel
ready to talk about it. Something told me that he wanted to know, but he kept
himself restrained from asking, perhaps scared of the awnser he'll get?
I sighed, unwillingly letting my trail of thoughts leading me into the darker
corners of my mind, a place that was a big part of me, but unstable. It was so
easy to get lost in there.
Fucking stepfather. He ruines everything, even this new feelings towards Sans.
I was having a small flashback at the event that caused that practicular
injury. I remembered shielding myself from his kicks, my arms hugging scraped
knees and loud screams I let out.
"Shut up, princess! You'll wake everyone. We don't want that, now, don't we?"
He spat at me, kicking me in the shin. I screamed louder, crying for help.
But nobody came.
"P-Please s-stop....", I cried out, knowing what will happen next.
"I SAID SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
He grabbed my hair, yanking it until I screamed even louder, my vocal chords
straining from all the crying... Begging...
Stop...
"You really want it the hard way, huh?"
He grabbed me and slammed my weak frame into the floor.
Everything was burning. I felt a wet and warm trail at the back of my head.
End....
He pressed his foot onto my chest, a sharp pain piercing me. The distinct sound
of my bones breaking underneath him was unbearable, so painful that my whole
life flashed before my eyes. I saw red. Red blending in with pink and white,
forming an impressive pallete of colors in my vision. Haha, end. He finally
managed to break his toy.

I was no longer screaming...no...I was spacing out...Going into a safe
place....
But something still held me here.
"h-hey, are you okay?", he nudged my shoulder, the sudden concern raising his
voice a bit, almost as much as scared as I was feeling. I blinked away all the
remaining tears, clearing out my vision.
I spaced out.
Fuck. For how long?
I looked at Sans, feeling a bit mad at myself for letting my mind wander
around. His face was contorted in concern, watching over me for a long moment
of silence before I composed myself, quietly replying to his question.
"Y-Yeah. Fine. I just spaced out."
I stared at the small window, noticing that the sky was dreary, small raindrops
falling onto the glass surface. The soft tapping sound of raindrops on the
window made me relax, washing away my stress and making me want to occupy with
something. 
It's Saturday. A grim one, it seems.
Not that I minded, really. I really would like to stay indoors anyway. I
grabbed my phone, squinting at the bright screen. It's seven o' clock straight.
Fucking hell. I am late for work again, dammit. Maybe I should simply call my
friend and explain why I didn't show up.
"Sans?"
"yes?", he almost jumped at the sound of my voice. It looked cute. He looked at
me, waiting for a response with an anxious look.
"I need to call my friend. Let him know...You know? I'm late for work again..."
"again, sweetcheeks? how many times did you came to work late, then?"
Fuck him and his good atrention at my own words.
Also, sweetcheeks? Really?!
It's so embarrasing to think how many times in a row did I came to work late by
now. Maybe I'm getting lazier than I think I am. Or maybe it's all because of
my stupid sleep schedule.
"Eheheh...Ummm, a lot, actually?", I said the last part more quietly, praying
that he didn't catch upon that last part.
"hmmm, i wonder why. are you a lazybones as well?"
"Uhh, maybe a little, but t-that's not the end of it. I..."
He stared at me expectantly, but he didn't encourage me to say it. He seemed to
connect dots fast, interrupting me faster than I choked out a response.
"is this because of the same reason i woke you up earlier? you're having
nightmares, aren't 'cha?"
I just silently nodded, confirming his doubts. Fuck, why is it everything so
easy with him? My friend knew that I was having them, but he found out after a
fuckton of time later we spent togheter. It took me a while to even confess
that they've been plaguing me  but now? It felt easy, relieving even.
He pressed himself into me, slowly dragging his bony hands in my hair, petting
me in a calming manner. 
"i understand. it's hard to deal with them, especially if the cause of it is a
past event. if you need someone to listen to you bragging about 'em, just say
the word. i'll listen, sweetcheeks."
He didn't let go of me, holding me just the same way he did when we first met.
His right hand found its way to my shoulder, lowering a bit only to rest
against my skin. He seemed captivated with my quicker heartbeat, so much
actually that he pulled me close, leaning his head onto my chest. It didn't
felt intrusive or triggered a bitter memory, but something told me that it was
extremely intimate. He let go of me, wiping my tear-stained face with his
sleeve.
 "hey, why don't you take a day off, recharge a bit, it's been a stressful
night. we'll solve those problems later in the lab with your bro and Alph and
Undyne. for now i really wanna cheer you up somehow, okay?"
He caught my eyes, gazing at me softly as he continued to catch any tear that
he missed. I really felt better, even if the gentle gesture was so small.
"Y-Yeah. I c-could do that."
He simply nodded, smiling somberly. His eyes looked tired, but those little
white orbs looked bright as ever. He stole a glance at my lips, sighing sadly.
It looked like he missed my smile.
I did too.
 
"Fine, but first I'm gonna go and make a few calls. I should call my brother
and my friend and then we'll figure what next."
Sans just shrugged and nodded, leaning onto the wall and waving me off and not
so suprisingly dozing off. He gave me one of his brighter smiles, slowly
closing his eyesockets.
What a lazy ass skeleton he is.
Who would've thought?
My first impression of him was strikingly diffrent from the one that I got by
actually constantly being in his presence, which didn't turn out to be bad.
I walked off into the living room, remembering the last scene that happened
there. My desparation and weakness, the unnerving letter that still remained on
the coffee table, the blanket I gave Sans...My trembling voice pleading him to
stay...Or even how he caught me staring at him, teasing me and making a
blushing mess out of me.
It seemed like it happened a long time ago, even when I reminded myself that it
was a few hours earlier.
I guess Sans is a good distraction, after all. Even now after a flashback. He's
being unbelievably supportive.
After finally debating wheter should I call first or make coffee to be able to
survive the day, I decided that I should make coffee first, then call.
Good plan.
I quietly hummed my favourite song while preparing the coffee, already enjoying
myself when the strong smell entered my nostrils, almost suceeding in making me
drool like an idiot.
No matter how many times I smelled it I never grew tired of it, enjoying it
maybe too much.
When it was finally done I slowly walked off to the living room, grabbing the
phone and texting my friend. I assumed he was busy at the moment, so he better
just check it when he can.
7:18
Hey there. It's been a rough night. I'm sorry I didn't show up this morning.
 
 
I took a sip, feeling a slight burn from the warm drink.
 
 
7:19
Fuck are you okay? What happened??? Also your bro's here.
  
7:21
Shit happened.
 
7:21
What do you mean?
 
 
I started typing out a reply but my phone rang and I awnsered the call from my
friend, greeted with a loud, concerned voice of my friend.
"Holy shit are you okay?"
"Yeah, fuck you're being too loud, gosh..."
"What happened? Also your brother's asking why didn't you call or texted him."
"Just say to him I was exsausted.", I blurted out a fast reply, deciding that
that I'll explain the details later in the lab.
I let out a loud sigh, my headache starting to uncoil as I explained every
detail to him that I remembered.
"Are..HOLD ON, WAIT! DID YOU SAY THERE'S A FREAKING KNIFE ON YOUR DOOR?"
"Aargh stop with the yelling, for fucks sake. Yes there is a big ass knife in
my door that looks more fucking expensive than my place!"
"Fuck. Look, Alex's already here. He'll replace you, just take care and go
somewhere else for now, okay? You can stay at my place for the time being, if
you'd want."
"Yes mom. I will. And I'll consider your offer."
"(Y/n), I care about you...a lot. Don't get hurt, promise? And you better
awnser my texts! And your brother's too! "
"I will. Just tell Mark that there in nothing to worry about, Sans is with me.
I'll talk to you soon. Bye..."
I ended the call, stunned.
"I care about you...a lot."
He does.
I mentally made a note to talk with him about what happened to me that night
even though I knew that I am not going to enjoy it.
I drank more if my coffee, turning on the television only to be met by a
familliar sight of the fabulous robot.
I decided that I could do a favor to that bonehead and leave him to rest a bit.
He deserves it. I'll wake him up soon.
I felt a tad bit cold so I went to my room to find my sweatpants. I didn't care
how did I look as long as I felt good.
In an instant I smiled at the cute sight of his small, snoring form on my bed.
Well, he looked small when he was curled up like that. I wasn't so heartless
and I didn't mind this not even one bit.
Especially when I see something as adorable as this.
He seemed to sleep deeply and I took a risk to change into something more
comfortable and warmer than an oversized shirt while still being in my room,
hoping that my assumption of his deep sleep is correct. I was very quick,
trying to remain as quiet as I can. 
Fuck. It's just changing clothes, (Y/n). Nothing more.
When I was done I took a quick glance at him. Still sleeping.
Good.
I casually went back, continuing with my daily dose of Mettaton.
I hope that this day will be good.
Maybe even better when spending time with Sans.
I concentrated on the TV screen, watching Mettaton cook and waiting for Sans to
wake up after he rests enough.
 
Chapter End Notes
     Uhhh...I just wanted some fluff and maybe a little more plot but my
     brain is always like: 'Hey, why don't you spice things up a bit and
     sin you mofo muahahaha!'
     Okay bai.
     *runs off*
***** If home is where the heart is... *****
Chapter Notes
     Hey there motherfluffers!
     School sucks, so that's the reason I added another chapter two days
     later than I planned out.
     ...and I'm lazy in general.
     But anyway, I'll make sure to add another chapther as soon as I edit
     it a bit, since it's finished, so I guess it's not so bad, after all.
     Prepare yourselves :D
     Also, as always, thank you for reading this story (and yes, I know, I
     constantly say that, but I guess that feeling of excitement I get
     when I see all of you enjoying this, leaving nice comments and
     whatnot never subsided.
     I'm glad that it didn't.)
     P.S I know there are some sinners like myself out there that are very
     eager to see some action, but don't worry, I'm impatient too. I am
     really trying my best to not get down and dirty and express every
     smutty idea that crossed my mind. Ever. But, for now, enjoy the
     tension and this silly plot, of course. Smut will be here eventually
     ;)
See the end of the chapter for more notes
I sat in front of my TV, barely even paying atrention at what is happening at
the screen because I realized the purpose of coming back home. Staring at the
letter and its faint rune only suceeded in making me angry and scared. I needed
to find out who was here by asking Rose.
 
A pang of sadness passed right through me at the thought of leaving. I know
that I should leave this place soon and it didn't help to think about it. It
was worse. Just a week ago, I remember sitting there curled up on this couch,
watching the same shit like I do now without the fear of my own shadow right
until this had happened. Now when the tables have turned, I realized I am
scared of making decisions.
I ached for some stress relief and I tried to remember every nice moment that
happened right here.
I stared at the empty space of the faded purple couch, reliving those moments
in my head.
From that first day when I moved in with the help of my neighbour Rose to the
first time I invited my friend over. Gosh, we laughed so much that day. I
remembered how much fun we had when we played stupid games and simply enjoying
ourselves after not hanging out since we were little, though we really acted
like kids that day.
I sighed, laying on the couch and looked at that stubborn red stain on the
carpet that still didn't fade away.
Nostalgia hit me hard when I remembered the cause of that stain. It was from
that one time when my friend and I dressed up for Halloween as vampires. We
both sucked at makeup and ended up looking ridicoulus. But we still went to the
party nonetheless. 
I was happy back then. Living life and feeling like an enormous weight has been
lifted off my chest because I survived, because I managed to escape from my
stepfather's clutches into freedom.
I glanced at the kitchen tiles from the couch, smiling at the memory from when
we cooked togheter last week. That was so much fun.
I didn't think that I could become so attached to this place. I didn't even
ever dreamed of calling it my own home.
'Home.'
That word sounds so inaproppriate now. Even the sheer thought of it was ruined,
so twisted and cold that it made me shiver.

Someone who I don't know knows me, and by extension, I was completely sure that
their intentions weren't pure, if that knife meant anything.
Someone who I don't know took that away from me.
It didn't feel like a home anymore.
It felt like a hunting territory. And I felt like a prey waiting to be
devoured.
But, the real question was, what will devour me first: a stranger or my own
trail of thoughts?
I need to deal with this situation!
Without even realizing that I stormed off to Rose's front door, mustered my
courage and knocked.I need to know.
I need to find out!
While I was waiting for a response, I glanced nervously at the building hall,
cursing when I saw the knife from before again. 
Who dared to defile my own home?
That knife looked beautiful and exqusite, but my blood ran cold when I reminded
myself that it's on my door. It was a silent threat, a warning. In my own home,
a place where I wasn't feeling safe anymore. The memories of that place now
tasted sour, burning like a reminder that I need to go.
I need to move out, I need to hunt down the person who threatened me.
I knocked again, the nervousness growing inside of me. The sudden urge to
simply go away blinded my reasoning side. 
Everything was completely silent.
No noises, like the entirety of the building was devoid of life.
Why is Rose not answering?
Usually, this is the time when she'll be home, awake, drinking tea. Probably
sitting beside a window, watching the weather outside or reading. I could
imagine her doing that right now. And I know she isn't deaf, she would hear me
knocking on her door!
So I knocked again, trembling from the nervousness. Why is she not answering,
what if-
 
"Good morning, miss (L/n)."
I jumped when I heard the voice of my other neighbour. He carried a bag of
groceries, dressed in a green t-shirt, a leather jacket and black jeans. It was
cold as fuck outside and I wondered how isn't he shivering from the cold. His
semi-long jet black hair was messy and unkempt as usual, but his smile was
stretched wide on his face, a cigarette hanging off of the right corner of his
mouth.
"Oh, good morning.", I said, my voice hoarse from lack of use.
The nervousness was still here, but the silence was filled by the noise of this
man's presence, every inhale and exhale of the blue and grey smoke somehow
looking unusually good, so easy like it was a second nature for him.
"I apologize. I shouldn't have startled you like this. Are you looking for Ms.
Jackson?"
His smile dropped slightly as he observed me, patiently waiting for a response.
I wasn't feeling practiculary fond of telling the truth, to be honest. Oh the
irony in that statement! He may be my neighbour, but he's also a stranger.
Fuck. Think of something, (Y/n)!
"Ummmhh...Y-Yes! Errrr....Rose borrowed some, err... b-books from me and I
wanted to retrieve them. Yup. B-But nobody's awnsering m-me.", I blurted out
the first thing I could think of, unable to stop a blatant lie I told without a
blink.
I felt guilt creeping at my back, making me shiver.
Fuck, he'll know that I'm lying, I know it.
But it's unavoidable now.
He simply nodded, a small glint of understanding flashing across his face. He
took another long drag from the cigarette before he spoke again.
"Well then, this seems inconvenient. Rose left early this morning with her
luggage. Said she has urgent matters to take care of."
All the panic that I repressed found its way back to me, making my head spin.
Leaving so soon...What are those urgent matters?
Why now? Why in the time I was breaking apart, helpless, with no clues about
anything anymore?!
My knees felt weak and nausea found its way up, threatening to come out. I
glanced down at my trembling arms, automatically shoving them into my pockets
almost as if they will give my neighbour some clues that I'm lying or how
anxious I am feeling at this moment. 
Fuck me and this entire world. What now?!
"Fffuuc-...oh, you've got to be kidding me."
I tapped my foot impatiently against the ground, filling up the silence between
us. My hands were sweating and the drumming of my heart was deafening and I was
completely convinced that he could hear it.
"Unfortunately not. But, you know, I could help you retrieving those books, you
know."
What?!
He raised up her keys, leaving me staring in confusion. It seemed like he
sensed it, so he spoke up.
"She left them to me so I could take care of her houseplants."
Oh. Fuck me and my lying. Books...Really?!
My hands that I shoved into the pockets twitched. I could feel that small drop
of sweat lowering across my spine in slow motion. I stared down into the floor
of the hallway, not daring to even look at my patient neighbour.
Fucking hell, I look suspicious.
"Uhh, yeah, that would be great. Eheheh..."
He nodded, approaching me closely and unlocking the apartment. I sighed in
frustration. He just chuckled, letting me in.
How the fuck am I supposed to play it cool right now? I'm a dumbass.
We entered the apartment, the familliar sight of her place reminding me of my
first days spending at her apartment.  It was such a long time ago. Two years
since she found me, actually.
He dropped the bag of groceries he carried onto the small coffee table and I
jumped slightly again at the sound.
"Well then, which ones were those books that she borrowed from you?"
He didn't seem to care for my nervous behaviour or he simply didn't want to
tell he sensed my hesitation. It only made me more panick-y.
I anxiously approached towards the large bookshelf, glancing at the sea of
titles that were sorted by alphabetical order.
He just gave me an encouraging smile, sucking on that cancer stick quite
enthusiastically.
I grabbed the first two books that I saw, feeling guilty that I continued
playing this little game of lies with him. I knew that Rose wouldn't mind if I
say that I borrowed them, she even encouraged me to read more. But I felt
guilty nonetheless.
"Hmmm...That's an interesting pick. You know, I could've sworn that I saw those
being here since I met her."
My heart felt like it would jump from my chest. I felt even more anxious when I
saw him approaching.
He squinted and looked at the titles, measuring the possibilities of me
borrowing them to Rose, before he spoke again.
"You know, I never thought you were the type of person intrested into art
history and chessy sci-fi novels."
"Eh, that's me! Never judge the person by their looks. You never know what
hides beneath the surface."
"Hmmmm....That is true. Is this all you wanted?"
"Yup. I guess I should be on my way."
I glanced at his catious expression that pierced through me, making me
uncomfortable. This guy is always so intense. I awkwardly walked the short
distance, carrying two massive books and giving a fake smile as I passed by.
"Bye then. Oh, before you go, can I ask you something?"
I cautiously turned around, recognizing that he is still aware of my tensed
posture from the way he eyed me down, the smile he wore dropping a little,
almost unnoticeable if I didn't pay atrention.
Shit. He surely knows. This is so embarrasing.
"Errr...ask away.", I said too quickly, wondering if the sound that I let out
was even audible.
"Hmmm... Since you're a fellow artist,  I couldn't help but to get curious: Who
is your favourite painter?", he looked serious, deep in his own thoughts as he
analyzed me.
How am I supposed to deal with this bullshit?
I coughed, looking awkwardly all over the place, trying to think of a famous
name. 
Who even asks a question like that?

I caught upon some paintings that Rose has had since I knew her. A few of the
weird ones, some badass people with cool moustaches, some familliar-looking
sunflowers..
Sunflowers!
"Ummm...I actually don't have a favourite one, but I guess I like Van Gogh the
most."
"Intriguing. Thank you for sharing this with me. I guess you're in a hurry,
yes?"
"Uhhh, yeah, I am...Uh, bye!"
"Goodbye, miss (L/n)! Take care."
I stormed off, relieved that I got away with this. I could sense that he was
suspicious of my behaviour, but luckily I managed to save my own ass by talking
awkwardly and playing along with the lie.
I tried to quietly open the doors without glancing at that creppy knife, but as
soon as I stepped in, I was tackled onto the ground by a very concerned Sans. I
managed to drop those two heavy books before they crushed me along with the
skeleton, leaving me wondering how the hell I did it.
"fucking hell. it's you!", he said eagerly, pinning me down.
His blue eye stared at me. When I reminded myself that I only saw it at bad
times, like yesterday in that slimy place, I shivered. I also noticed that if I
get really close to him, I could see that his eye isn't entirely blue, but it
also was yellow. Those tiny spots were barely noticeable, even when I came
closer...
Suddenly I was pushed down roughly back onto the floor. I felt something
gripping my wrists tightly, but it didn't make sense because his hands were on
my face.
I actually felt scared all of a sudden. He came closer, smelling my hair.
What the fuck? What even is he doing?
He simply continued, like everything's normal. It was weird. I didn't even pay
atrention to whatever the hell binded me when he laid his head between my
breasts. As if on cue, my heart was beating faster than ever and it only made
him go even closer, if that's even possible. He stared up at me from this weird
angle and I could've sworn that his breath hitched when he stared at me. It
looked fucking hot.
Fucking hell, Sans. What has gotten into you?!?
When he got closer to my neck, I couldn't help but giggle because of his hot
breath on my skin.
"Sans, please stop doing this. Fuck...", I barely even managed to say that. I
felt uncomfortably flustered.
He studied my face for a bit, glancing at the side where I dropped those books.
It seemed like he sobered up from whatever the hell was that. His eyes were
back to normal in a second and he even blushed a little.
I ain't gonna even comment about it.
"oh, so you were in librarby. explains the smell. heh."
Ummm....
"I was where?!"
"librarby."
I snorted, trying to figure out what the hell is he saying. It sounded funny
and I bit my lip before I let out the loudest laugh yet. I was really amused.
Oh, this was too good to be true. He's so precious. 
"Fuck, say that again."
"...librarby.", he repeated, looking like he didn't realize that he was wrong.
I laughed again and I barely even saw his priceless face from the amount of
tears that mercilessly poured out of my eyes.Too good to be true.
"i...did i say something wrong?"
He didn't even seem to notice that he pronounced it wrong. More like,
distracted. He still pierced me with his gaze, drinking in the sight of me
beneath him.
"Oh, Sans, you're such a sweetheart. I wasn't at the librarby. And yes, you're
saying it wrong. It's 'library'."
He seemed so shy all of a sudden, ready to retreat back and get up. But, for
some reason he didn't.
"o-oh. yeah, i almost forgot. the sign was misspelled. heh..you distract me too
much, sweetcheeks."
What is he on about? 
"Uhh, a sign?"
He lowered his head a bit, blushing a bright blue and stuttering for the first
time since I met him.
"w-well i should e-explain it first.  uhhh so we had a library down there with
a misspelled sign. it was a 'librarby' and i guess the name stuck. before
anyone realized it, whole Snowdin pronounced it wrong. i uhhh..."
He scratched his head, nervously glancing at me and blushing even more. The
movement caused all weird things to my body, almost making me whimper.
But, I got to admit, he looked so fucking cute like this. I stared at his
eyesockets, watching in fascination when he blinked.
The hard surface of the floor didn't bother me, if anything, the feeling of his
bones pressed against my skin is even more intense.
However, the longer we were in a position like this, the more I could see how
sexual it would look to another person.

He seemed like he realized it, blushing even more as he eyed me slightly,
roaming all over my body.
"heheh, uh, i...i should probably let you go now..."
"Yeah, you should."
In an instant, he retreated back from me, getting up so fast that it left me
wonder why he seems so nervous in my presence.
I slowly got up, taking my time and picking up those books. I caught him
staring at me and I realized where he looked. I looked down, catching what's so
intresting all of a sudden. 
My boobs. Fuck, really?
It seems that my shirt was dangerously low, revealing my black bra. I looked
back at him and he put his hands on his face, covering his eyes.
"Awwwww, so you saw my breasts for the third time by now."
This managed to make him blush even more and when I started to fix up my shirt,
I could actually see him peeking at the corner of my eye.
So, I managed to make him flustered. Score!
I mentally high-fived myself like a dork that I always was. I walked off to the
bookshelf and put those "borrowed" books away.
"So, Rose is not here.", I turned around only to see Sans being very close to
me. It was that 'in your face' type of close. 
Blinking slowly, he composed himself and managed to pick up what I said.
"what do you mean?"
"She left this morning, as my neighbour had told me a few minutes ago. I guess
that means we will not get a legitimate description of who that is for a
while."
"shit. what now?"
Sans looked at me seriously, tiny droplets of sweat running down his skull. I
let out a loud sigh, thinking.
What now?
I think I should go and live with my friend for a while.
But I need to know!
"Fucking hell. I don't know. I...I don't feel safe here anymore. I can't
decide!"
If I stay with my friend, who will guarantee that he'll be able to protect me?
I should've accepted to train with Undyne. Or maybe I still can!
 
"look, no matter what you decide to do now, know this: i can't even explain
this to myself, but you kinda found your way underneath my skin. i want us to
talk 'bout this and find a solution togheter... i...i like ya, sweetcheeks. and
i wanna help you out like a true friend, maybe even know you more and..."
He grabbed my hands,staring at my eyes. I watched him, mesmerized when he
smiled shyly, looking at me like I'm something so precious to him. I felt that
gentle tug in my heart.
Fuck those sayings about feeling butterflies in the stomach. It felt like it
was a throng of dragons.
When I heard him chuckling, preparing to continue with the speech that
practically melted me, I widened my eyes, not mentally prepared for this. He
slowly dragged his phalanges across my palms, until he found his way to my
wrists. He slowly closed the distance between us until I was pressed onto the
bookshelf.
And just like that, him holding my hands gently turned into him pinning me
against the shelf. He chuckled darkly and continued speaking.
"...and right now, i wanna grab some grub with ya at grillbz, 'cuz I'm feeling
a bit hungry." , he said with a cheeky wink.
 
 
...
 
...Fuck.
 
 
Chapter End Notes
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Chapter Summary
     "you're welcome. i'll always be there for you, i promise."
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That fucking tease.
He still had me pinned onto the bookshelf, slowly taking in the sight of me. It
almost seemed like time stopped as he awaited my answer. I couldn't tear my
eyes off of him even if I wanted to.
"so, what do you say...do you wanna go?", he said in a deep, husky tone that
slowly melted the remaining cells in my brain.
If I could fuck a voice, I would do it right now. It sounded so deep, deeper
than before. I was absolutely sure that I could drown in it If I wanted to.
I tried to move my arms, but he only gripped them tighter, innocently looking
at me. I wanted to feel scared, this was intrusive, bold and so lewd that I
could feel the remnants of my reasoning shattering into million pieces. 
It felt intense having him almost pressed against my body. Our knees touched
and I was sure I will faint if he approaches me closer.
Yet even now, when I was practically whining from the overwhelming feeling of
lust, he looked composed, calm, observing me in the silence of the living room.
"I...uhh, yeah. I-I will a-accept your offer.", I let out a forced laugh at the
end of the sentence.
The tension was unbearable. I just awaited for the moment it snaps under the
pressure of our gazes.
He smiled and nodded in acknowledgement, grasping my palms into his bony ones.
He pulled my hands closer until he mimicked the gesture of planting kisses on
my phalanges underneath my flesh and skin and then when he finished with the
sweetest gesture I had ever recieved, he simply held them.
I swear to god, if holding hands is so good, what if-
Stop! I want my fried brain cells back!
"well then, why don't we get on our way? it will be a long walk, after all."
 
Fuck. 
Fuck is the only word I could understand in my thoughts now.
Even looking at him only made me flustered. Fuck, I didn't even care if we
don't know each other that much, I wanted more. 
I needed more.
I realized that when I awkwardly closed in the space in between my thighs,
causing him to let out a dark chuckle.
"All r-right. I'll...I..hah...I need to change into s-something more
inappro-...uhh, appropriate! Haha, that's w-what I-I meant!"
He smiled smugly at my clumsy choice of words, raising one of his bony eyebrows
that still confused me with how do they work, almost as much as his entire
face.
Is that a slight blush I see?
Yup.
"heh, sure, sweet. i suppose i could drop by to my place too, change from
this...whatever it is. i'll be here in a matter of seconds, okay?"
I nodded, noticing the way how he suddenly acted coy, looking down and smiling
with that shit-eating grin of his.
"heh. frice."
"Uhhh...Wha-...???"
He snapped his head upwards, giggling like a madman. 
What is he on about?
"i actually saw your breasts uncovered frice. i hope i'll make it to five
soon."
I gaped when he said that and he laughed wholeheartedly, dragging his hand
towards my jaw until he forcefully closed it.
"heheh, i know i'm jaw-dropping, but be careful. ya might catch a fly."
He booped my nose and turned around, dissapearing into thin air.
I am still shocked. 
Frice? Four times?!?
With that thought in mind, I ran off into my bedroom, impatiently looking for
something to wear.
Is this a date?!
Where are we standing right now?
Are we only friends or something more?
I threw a quick glance at my messy bed, gasping in shock when I realized when
the fourth time he saw me naked was. I was burning in shame when I remembered
that not a long ago, I was dressing in my room, doubting if he's really
asleep. 
There were no fucking Z's. Fuck.
I impatiently dug through my closet, looking for anything that will look good,
but also make me feel good.
Nope, nope, nope. What to wear?
I really never considered myself a girly type so I lacked any clothing item
that was too revealing or even resembled a dress of any kind. Besides, it looks
like the weather hasn't changed much. 
I looked out from the window in my bedroom, sighing.
It's still raining. No traces of sunlight.
I took that into consideration, weighing my options when it came to a final
decision in between my favourite jeans and a long-sleeved shirt that was the
most revealing one that I had and my other pair of jeans that looked great on
me and a warm, fluffy hoodie that I loved to death.
I decided that I should dress casually because I wasn't sure where is this
going.
A date or a hangout?
Fuck, whatever it is, I'll choose being comfortable in my clothes rather than
spend all my time wondering if everything looks flawless and-
Calm down.
I grabbed my favourite jeans and that fluffy hoodie and dressed as fast I could
manage. I wasn't sure if I had a time for a quick shower so I just mercilessly
sprayed my deodorant all over myself and hoped it will not leave stains again
like it did the last time.
When I was finished, I impatiently walked back, seeing Sans already standing
there, also dressed casually. 
He wore a strikingly similar blue jacket like the one he gave me when we first
met and black sweatpants with white stripes and blue sneakers that matched his
jacket.
He looked insanely good and the clothing choice screamed his name. It looked
fitting for his character.
"like what you see?", he teased, winking for I don't even count which time in a
row.
I only nodded, remembering that I should probably find those boots I have
somewhere since it's a rainy day outside. 
Finding them pretty fast, I was all set. I grabbed the blue jacket and smiled.
"you know, blue looks good on you, sweetcheeks. you look cute."
I smiled adoringly at the skelley as I grabbed my umberella.
"Y-You look cute too.", I complimented him, flashing a big smile, feeling my
face burning as I watched him intently.
He stretched out his left hand and I grasped it into mine, smiling even wider.
I locked the doors, trying my best to not let my thoughts get ruined by
focusing at the knife that was still here. 
Is this really a good idea? What if something worse happens? What if I never
solve this? Will I reach my impending doom soon?
I stared at it, unmoving.
Sans seemed to sense my hesitation and he tugged my right sleeve, making me
turn his atrention to him.
"don't worry 'bout it too much. i wasn't kidding when i said that i wanna help
you with this...but it can wait, okay?"
"Okay. Sorry, I'm just...I'm stressed out."
"well that's one of the reasons why i wanted to go to grillby's with you. the
other reason you being so fuckin' cute."
He tugged my arm once again, leading the way.
We stepped outside and I opened my umbrella, pulling him closer to make sure he
doesn't get wet.
He blushed again, grabbing me by the waist, forcing me to be closer than I
intended him to be.
He gave me another coy smile when he looked at me. We were aproximmately the
same height so I didn't feel awkward when I looked at him back.
I returned the smile immediately, snaking my hand around his non-existent
waist, resting my hand on the lower part of his spine. I could feel him tensing
up but as soon he stole a glance at my face he relaxed, blushing even a darker
shade of blue.
"Now we're even."
Sans just chuckled lightheartedly, looking like he was filled with joy at that
simple gesture of affection. I didn't know where the sudden urge of boldness
came from, but I carresed his spine with my fingers faintly through the layers
of fabric, making him squeal in suprise. 
Sans glared and before I knew it, he grabbed the hand that I didn't move from
the moment his eyesockets had widened at the size of dinner plates and pulled
it, rushing his steps and almost dragging me along. I struggled to keep us both
dry by keeping the umbrella above us, but he didn't seem to care.
"c 'mere, we're not far off from grillby."
This took a sharp turn.
The only sounds present in the air around us was the rythm of our footsteps
clacking on the pavement and the pouring rain that washed the filth off the
streets. 
When I found out that I have no courage to break the silence, I clung onto the
swarm of thoughts that nestled inside my mind, easily getting lost and simply
dwelling on them. 
I like Sans, but I somehow feel like he wouldn't like me if he knew more about
me. 
I'm still too scared to open up.
A broken toy.
What if he only sees me like this? Like a toy that someone abandoned because
its shell is cracked?
What if he's not as nice as he seems to be?
A sudden halt broke those intense thoughts that only stirred the panic inside
me. When I bowed down my head caught in my own shame for judging Sans too
harshly, he grabbed my chin, forcing me to look up. 
His eyes burned right through my defenses and for a moment, I was sure that he
knew that my mind was troubled with plaguing thoughts that forced me to not
believe anyone. For a chaste moment that seemed to unfold too fast, I could see
Sans' shocked expression, but before I could bring that up, he spoke quietly.
"are you alright? you seem...troubled, to say the least."
"I'm fine, really. I'm just thinking."
"well, if thinking makes that pretty face of yours look so pale, you shouldn't
do it so much.", he spoke softly as he cupped my left cheek.
I felt my stomach doing all the funny things to me and I somberly smiled,
hoping that the remaining part of the day will not be filled with questions I
didn't know the answer of.
"come on, let's get inside. i'm sure you'll enjoy being in this place as much
as i do."
I gave a small nod, following him into a place that I didn't expect to look so
cheerful and full to the brim with other monsters sitting and playing card
games. I followed his lead and watched in fascination as other monsters perked
up at the sight of Sans, greeting him enthusiastically and even telling jokes.
"Hey Sansy! Who's the pretty human girl? Is this your new girlfriend?", someone
shouted, making a few of the patrons chuckle and add up all other nice comments
and questions.
"nah. she might become my girl, if i'm lucky enough."
A few of the patrons giggled at his response and turned their atrention to me.
"Well, I hope you get lucky, buddy. Cheers!"
A fish looking monster said before turning towards the bird looking one, making
a toast and drinking a strange-looking drink.
"well then, why don't we go and sit down. i'm dying inside for some tasty
burg."
"Yeah, let's do it. I'm hungry too.", I said, laughing at his joke.
He seemed pleased that he made me laugh.
He approached towards the bar, sitting on the tall barstool and encouraging me
to sit down.
I sat down.
A fart sound echoed through the whole bar before everyone howled with laughter.
Sans laughed too, watching my beet red face and wiping a metaphorical tear from
his eye.
"man, you should see your face right now.", he barely finished his sentence
before he bursted into another laughing fit.
"ah, the old whoppe cushion trick. never gets old."
I was pretty sure that my face was still red from embarrasment. When I looked
at Sans' amused expression as he leaned his face onto his elbow and smirked, I
couldn't help but to smile too.
"so, what do you wanna order, cutie?"
Again with those pet names. I wanted to roll my eyes so badly, but the way my
heart skipped a beat made me feel all warm and mushy and it was disgusting but
I loved it like an old sap liked a cheesy romance novel, and that did say a
lot. When I finally tore off my eyes from him and looked at the menu, I
sailvated at the thought of a nice burger right now.
"Uhhh, I think I'll order a burger. I didn't eat nothing today, after all."
"will do. hey Grillby, we'll have a double order of burg."
I took a better look at Grillby. It's a frickin' fire elemental.
With glasses.
And a jaw that looked more on point than my English skills. I wanted to drop my
jaw in disbelief and maybe even stare at shock for a good few hours, but I
didn't want to seem rude so I lowered my gaze, only to notice that Sans
overlapped my hand on the counter with his.
"heh. i know what'cha thinkin' sweets. grillbz is smokin' hot. even more than i
am." 
As soon as Sans' landed that joke, I could feel the burning gaze behind the
bar, glaring at him.
Ha! Burning! Good one, (Y/n)!
Grillby let out a loud sigh and just left with our order. I felt like he would
sass the punny skelley if he hadn't left already. I stared at Sans' hand that
still rested on mine and instantly felt a leap in my chest. When I caught his
stare he gave me a small smile and finally broke the silence.
"so, sweetcheeks. i haven't asked you yet, but I'm really curious."
"Then ask."
"i don't wanna pry, okay? i want to know you so badly, so if i ask anything
that is too private, ya don't have to answer."
"Okay. I hope the same counts for you?"
Sans averted his gaze and for a moment I asked myself what if he hides
something as bad as I do. But his big smile reassured me and I felt a bit
relieved.
"uh, sure. after all, it's the best way to get to know each other."
"So, what did you wanted to ask me?"
He sighed nervously, retreating his hand. I already missed his touch.
"i wanted to ask you why are you so drawn to me in the first place? what did
you see in me?"
I didn't know how to explain it. I was at loss for words.
"I don't know how to explain this without being a weirdo but that night when
you saw me while I was helpless made me drawn to you. Well, I still can't say I
know you well, but I feel at ease when I'm around you."
"heh. i got a feeling that you did. you know, i was lucky that i heard you
crying for help back then."
I stared up in confusion, trying to remember that night. I didn't recall
anything about calling for help.
"Wait, I don't remember calling out for help! Uhhh..."
"no, no, no. you didn't say it yourself, but i could hear your soul shouting
for help. it...i've been able to hear souls even before i found you, but.."
"But?"
"but I've never heard one that sounded so desparate for help whille at the same
time so ready to accept its fate."
I tried to comprehend everything that he said to me. I simply couldn't process
it right now.
"that's not the end of it. i've wanted to ask you this because i could hear you
again before we got in here."
I tensed up and I felt my cheeks turn red again. I ruined this. Now he knows.
Maybe he now finds me sickly apalling and disgusting. I wanted to crawl out of
my skin.
"hey, look at me. don't be afraid... the main reason why did i ask you is
because at that moment i felt you questioning my intentions towards you. lemme
make this simple: i want to know where do we stand right now."
"Sans, I...", I struggled with my words.
Trying to express my feelings was never easy for me.
Sans just smiled slightly. But I could feel the insecurity behind that smile.
I tried to think of all the times he could use me by now. He didn't. He acted
kind towards me. He saw me at my worst and comforted me, he...
It felt frustrating to think that I could be so oblivious to the fact that Sans
liked me back and wanted to help me get through this the whole time, even
though he didn't need to do it.
How could I even think that someone like him could hurt me?
"hey, it's okay. remember, you don't have to answer. i don't want you to feel
uncomfortable."
As soon as he said that, I felt guilty for not answering him. 
I can't search for mutual trust if I keep my mouth shut forever. With that in
mind, I dared to look him in the eyes and finally spoke up.
"Sans, I know you are confused about this, but I am too. I do feel extremely
drawn to you and truthfully it scares me to death because it's the first time
that someone made me feel like this and in such a short time. All I can add as
a reason for my behaviour around you is that...I've been hurt before. Badly.
But it seems like I can easily forget that when I'm around you."
Sans smiled brighter than I ever saw him before. It was blinding, pure and made
me happy. Grillby approached us with our order and his confused expression
written on his face told me that it was rare for Sans to be so happy. I felt
proud that I was the cause of it.
"ready to try the best burger ever?"
I felt my whole face hurting from smiling so much. Grillby smiled somberly as
he watched us smiling at each other like idiots. Then he put a bottle of
ketchup in front of us and gave a slight nod before attending toother
customers.
"want some ketchup?"
I declined, impatient because food! I didn't eat nothing and I practically
drooled at the sight of it.
"more for me then."
He just shrugged and did the most unexpectable thing I ever seen. 
He drank the whole thing from the bottle and sighed in satisfaction, closing
his eyes and wearing a blissful expression.
"Wha-"
He smiled smugly when he looked at me and I tried to gesture to him that his
face had some ketchup on it. Frustrated, I glanced around and saw some napkins.
I took one and got closer to his face, wiping the remains of the condiment. He
blushed as I did it and I boldly got even more closer and smooched his cheek.
His expression was priceless. He looked like he was about to say something but
I just shrugged and started eating.
Sans wasn't kidding when he said that this is the best burger I'll ever try.
This stuff is delicious!
I could eat another one in no time!
Or maybe not. It would be too much. But still! 
I saw Grillby approaching us again and he smirked when he glanced at Sans and
gave me a thumbs up. Sans just blushed even more and I bit my lip to stop
myself from squealing loudly because he looked too cute for his own good.
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Time seemed to pass quickly after that. My thoughts about this being a date
were confirmed when he continued flirting with me and maintaining physical
contact, even when we left from Grillby's and walked through now a lot busier
streets.
Some people and monsters threw confused glances at us when we held hands, but I
could see the discomfort when they looked at us and the shorter they looked, I
could calm down easier.
"I should get home, you know?", I said as I glanced at the clock. Sans winced
at those simple words.
I already changed our direction and walked into the all-familliar street.
We spent four hours outside. I remembered that I should go to the lab soon. I
caught his stare and he frowned. 
"yeah, i know. however, i gotta ask: did you decide what to do now?"
I looked at the distance, catching the familliar sight of my building.
Home.
Was it ever truly a home to me?
I came here, searching for an escape from the dreaded place where I lived with
my stepfather.
I never considered his house a home. And this place was just a necessity in my
escape.
I rushed towards the doors with Sans that struggled with keeping his pace with
me.
I opened the building doors that creaked when I used an excessive amount of
force. I could feel Sans' gaze burning from curiosity as he silently followed.
I climbed up the stairs, feeling my heartbeat increasing as I almost ran
towards my apartment.
Sans stood beside me when I watched down the hall, staring into the knife. I
felt my eyes getting wetter until streaks of tears stained my face. I could
hear my own sobs that broke outside. I rushed myself to find the keys that were
in the pocket of my jacket and when I did, the cold metal burned my skin and I
dropped them on the floor. I winced at the sound and immediately after that I
broke into full crying mode.
"(Y/n), don't cry. i know it will be hard to leave this place, but you'll get
through it. you're so much stronger than you think you are."
He hugged me from behind and slowly tried to silence my cries by whispering
encouraging words and awful puns until he spun me around and took a closer look
at my face.
"you know, i don't like seeing your pretty eyes full of tears. shhh, just let
go. listen to my voice. shhh..."
He hugged me tightly and I leaned my head on his shoulder and continued to cry.
He ran his fingers through my hair and started humming an unfamilliar tune.
This seemed to work and my cries silenced as I slowly listened his humming
tune. I could feel his bones vibrating softly as the sound echoed through a his
whole body right from the place where his heart would be.
I relaxed completely in his arms and the tune died down in the empty building
halls.
"are you feeling better?"
"Yes. Thank you, Sans.", I whispered, watching him as he wiped the remnants of
the tears that spilled out.
"you're welcome. i'll always be there for you, i promise."
I smiled sadly and decided that I should get in and figure out what to do next.
My heart still broke at the thought of abandoning this place, but I felt better
with the thought of Sans being there for me.
 
 
 
 
Chapter End Notes
     This was way more sadder than I wanted it to be, but I promise that
     the next chapter will not be grim like this one.
***** The kiss *****
Chapter Notes
     So, as I said, there is that naughty next scene (maybe not so
     naughty, but hey, it's still good, I hope).
     Enjoy it!
     It's a treat from me to you guys and also a small glimpse into the
     future when I start putting those tags into a good use ;)
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We got into my place for probably the last time. The feeling of his presence
was very welcome because I still felt insecure about this.
When we spoke to eachother neither of us dared to raise our voices, but we
understood every whisper perfectly.
"Sans?"
"yes?"
"I'm still terrified. I have a place where I could go, but what if they find
me?"
I didn't dare to speak out loud. I said it in a hushed tone. 
"i can protect you.", he reassured me.
"But what about others? You said that the letter might as well be a threat to
all monsters."
I could feel Sans tensing up as my words came out of my mouth. He didn't even
dare to look at me. Instead he seemed to close in for the first time around me.
I stared at him, trying to figure out the mixed signals from his body language.
He gulped and frowned.
I couldn't help but to feel like I said something wrong.
A minute later that we spent in silence he looked ready to fall apart.
I approached him closer and I could see that a single tear ran down his face.
It was blue and I couldn't comprehend how can a skeleton cry.
And then another one fell down and a loud sob had cracked up when he looked at
me.
"Hey, what's wrong? Come on, talk to me."
Sans looked like I assumed I looked when I had a flashback this morning. He
stared at me, but it felt like he looked at someone from his memory.
He raised up his hand and I grasped it into mine, pulling him closer.
I hugged him in the same way he hugged me moments ago. I rubbed his back and he
cried even harder, tearing up even more than before.
"i'm sorry, Pap. i can't win."
We stood in my small hallway, hugging again and trying to comfort one another.
I felt my cheeks getting wet again from my own tears. My heart cracked
everytime I heard another sob. I tried to wake him from this trance, to stop
him, anything.
"Sans, please. Talk to me. I wanna know what's up."
"you don't know how this feels."
I felt my heart cracking more at those words. I understood the meaning behind
them.
I said those words myself before.
I shouted them to my own mother, I whispered them to Rose, I screamed them at
the images of my cruel stepfather in my dreams. I repeated them continously to
my own reflection that always stared back with dull, teary eyes.
He was immersed into his own world right now.
I knew that I needed to pull him back from whatever he saw.
I grabbed him by his shoulders and looked at him before I leaned closer and
kissed his cheek. Then I did it again.
I kissed every tear that fell down and he stared at me, bewildered. I could
feel my own relief when he seemed to come to his senses. Those little white
pinpricks dissapeared completely and he blushed a dark blue.
I leaned closer again and kissed his teeth, pretending that he might be able to
kiss me back. He took another step closer to me and I immediately took one back
until I was cornered.
I felt the cool surface of the wall on my back and Sans cupped my cheeks,
looking at me fiercely before he closed the distance and actually kissed me
back. He bit my lip slightly and pressed me on the wall harder, trailing his
hand lower to my neck.
It seemed that all the tension evaporated from the thick air that surrounded
us. 
Those choked sobs were replaced with muffled moans as we kissed, not stopping
to catch our breaths.
He trailed his hand across my side and when he brushed his bony hand against my
nipple I gasped. Something wet entered my mouth. I sucked on it gently, feeling
a slight dizzines when he pressed our mouths harder, tugging my hair with one
hand.
It resembled a tongue, but I was sure that it's impossible. My breathing got
heavier when he fumbled with my hoodie. I broke the kiss immediately, feeling
like I was sinking down into my own flashback. 
I didn't want that to happen.
I wanted Sans more than I wanted anyone in my life, but it felt like a thick
barrier of my conjured thoughts and insecurities blocked the way.
"S-Sans...I..."
He stared directly into my eyes and my heart started beating faster as he
intensely continued to look into them.
"Are you really sure we should do this right now?", I said quietly, trying to
mask my fear.
Whatever got into him went away and he blinked, his eyes returning to normal.
The tension was back.
He seemed like he sobered up from a lustful wave of emotions towards me. He
blinked again, shaking his head slightly.
Our ragged breaths filled the silence until he spoke up.
"you're right. we, uhhh, should do what we intended to do here."
He looked around and moved away from me. When he cleared his throat I took that
as a sign that we still have to figure out what to do now.
We entered the living room and the letter caught my atrention first.
I walked towards the couch, sitting down and trying to think. I felt the couch
sinking lower when he sat down and I looked at Sans.
He seemed to be deep into thought as well.
"So, as I was saying, I my friend offered me a place to stay, but I keep
thinking that I should refuse his offer. I don't want to get him hurt
unintentionally."
"i understand. hey, how about this: as i said, i want to protect you and..."
He fidgeted with his fingers and looked at me back. I could feel nervousness
radiating off of him and it made me nervous as well.
"...and i think i want to offer you to stay with me..."
I took a sharp intake of breath and widened my eyes. He seemed taken aback by
realizing what he implied and then he started flailing his arms like crazy and
spoke again.
"no, no, no...shit, i mean, at least until we solve this. if you'd want..."
He stopped and his smile dropped slightly. He didn't look me in the eyes and he
muttered something under his breath. It looked like all the color drained from
his face as he sank into his oversized blue hoodie.
I started to consider his offer and he seemed tense as he awaited my answer.
"Sans, you don't have to...you didn't have to.. I.."
He shrunk even more and his shoulders dropped at my answer and he muttered
something again.
"I didn't finish, Sans."
He looked at me, bony eyebrows raising as he listened to what I have to say in
this.
"I don't want you to feel like you have to do it. I think that what you have
said right now makes perfect sense and..."
"...aaaannnnddd?", he stretched the word, saying it in a strained tone.
"And I think I would like that. More than you can imagine."
"i... are you sure?"
"Yes. I would refuse if I felt like this was wrong."
He flashed me with a big smile and tackled me into a big hug. I could feel him
smiling against me and it made me happy to see him so happy, as cheesy as it
sounded.
We stayed in that position until it felt more than platonic. I still didn't
know how to act around him. I kept on my mind that we had a date and even
kissed. He also saw me naked.
I felt a betraying blush creeping onto my cheeks and my heart quickened when he
looked at me.
"uhh...c-can i..."
He ducked his head lower and his bones rattled as he dared to trail his eyes
lower and intently watch as I bit my lip.
"...kiss you again?"
He looked absolutely adorable like this.
I gave a small nod and he slowly connected our lips. I could feel his
hesitation and it seemed like he was holding back. I remembered something I did
before and I put my hand onto his back, trailing my hand lower until I found
the hem of his hoodie and touched his spine. 
His breath hitched and he stopped the kiss because he let out a loud moan. 
I stroked every little bump with my fingers and he focefully kissed me again,
begging for entrance.
I was having none of it so I increased the pressure and swallowed every moan
that spilled from his mouth as he opened it more. He tried to shove his tongue
further into my mouth and when he suceeded, I scraped my teeth faintly over the
smooth surface and sucked it. 
I felt goosebumps raising up on my skin when he pushed me down and gyrated his
hips.
This time I moaned and he took that opportunity to explore every corner of my
mouth with his tongue.
When we finally parted from eachother I was trying to catch my breath like he
did. I stared at his glowing blue eye and his chest that looked like it was
glowing.
"heh. that felt amazing. we should do that again sometime. i know you don't
want to go all the way yet, but when you do, i'll be waiting for you."
I nodded, feeling so blissed out that I could pass away. 
Though, I left the rest of the way to my colorful imagination. I noticed that I
          was drooling and Sans snorted when I wiped it from my face.
 
Chapter End Notes
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Chapter Notes
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After a whole lot of packing I was completely exsausted. Sans left me an hour
ago to do some things before I could go and live with them for a while.
At least until this big mess is solved.
A bitter reminder that I'll have to get back here or find a new place to live
one day.
What I have got myself into?
It's a big step for me. I realized that fact when I packed the last pieces of
my clothing and looked at the luggage.
Doing nothing but waiting only made this more scary. And I fucking hated that
because I'm supposed to feel safe when someone promises that they'll protect
me, no matter what. My thoughts are not a pleasant company in the silence of my
apartment so I walked over to the living room, searching for a distraction.
Having nothing better to do, I turned on the TV, greeting the familiar sight of
Mettaton.
"As I was saying, my love, I'll never leave you."
I watched the recatangular robot as he talked with another monster on the
screen. She was dying and he dramatically posed before he pretended to die with
her as well.
He's such a drama queen. But I like it.
When the overdramatic scene ended, it was followed up by a music piece that
sounded too sad for me right now. The soft melody blended into the backgound as
I stared into the distance, feeling so lost and little now that I stood at the
crossroad of my fear and courage.
The credits rolled on the screen and I sighed because this was short-lived. At
the end I saw the title of the movie.
Mettaton and Juliet.
I snorted loudly. 
When it finally ended I grunted at the commercials and turned the damn thing
off, not knowing what to do. 
I felt nervous spending this time alone in here, even if Sans was only a
phonecall and a shortcut away.
I walked over to the bookshelf, looking at all my favourite games that I'll
probably leave here. Some of my action figures and framed pictures were covered
with a thin layer of dust. I only needed to bring what was absolutely
necesarry, which meant no gaming for me until this is over.
I mindlessly took a closer look at the books I left here after the brief
encounter with my neighbour.
The first one was a thick, heavy book that had a big title written in red
letters. 'The History of Art'.
I opened it, my eyes roaming over the various pictures of art mostly made by
now deceased people. I mindlessly flipped the pages when I caught a drawing of
some skeletons.
Does Sans look like this underneath all that baggy clothes?
Why am I attracted to a skeleton?
Well, he's funny, kind, a good kisser...
I stared at the skeletal figure. When I flipped the page and saw an another
artwork of a skeleton it hit me that I'm not attracted to him because he's a
skeleton. Not the kind the humans drew and put here for the whole world to see.
No, Sans is different. He's a monster.
Sans is a living being. That was the distinct diffrence in between the
skeletons on these pictures and the one that made awful puns that I adored and
smiled constantly.
He's warm, he can move, walk, talk, eat... He exsists, just like me and any
other being.
I could continue thinking about him all day, I realized. 
I sighed, deciding that I might bring those books with me. I didn't know what
could I do at his place. Not that I doubted that it won't be pleasant, but
sometimes I got my moments when I wanted to be alone.
Closing the book and returning it back, I took a look on the other one. The
second book was plain white.
No title. I stared at it, confused.
I didn't notice that before.
I grabbed the book I opened it on a random page and furrowed my brows in
confusion.
It didn't look like a book.
It looked like a journal.
I wanted to take a better look at the illegible writing but I felt another
presence in the room.
I almost jumped out of my skin when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"sorry. did i startle you?"
This guy is too quiet for his own good.
Or maybe I'm so fucking distracted.
"Fuck, Sans, you did."
I turned around and gave him a chaste kiss on his cheek. He only smiled and
pulled me closer, the weird book (journal?) falling onto the floor as he french
kissed me.
I slowly melted into the kiss that felt so good. It was so easy to give in, so
easy to surrender and let him make me feel good. He tangled his phalanges in my
hair and smiled when I relaxed even more. No one can make me feel this way.
No one ever made me enjoy kissing like he did.
When we finally parted he smirked and spoke softly:
"i just came and you already almost jumped my bones."
"Ha ha ha, Sans, very funny."
"well it's not like i'm complaining. but that's not the point. are you ready?"
"Yup. I packed everything and I'm ready to go."
"good. just gimme your stuff and i'll take them to my place with a shortcut."
"Alright."
I quickly walked off, leaving Sans waiting for my return. I stepped into my
room, carrying everything I needed in three suitcases. They felt so heavy,
almost as much as my anxious thoughts did right now.
When I literally dragged the heavy luggage with me I glanced over to the floor
where the book fell down. I grabbed it along with the one I returned on the
shelf a few minutes ago, packing it with the rest of my stuff.
"i never thought you're the reading type."
I wanted to point out that the book might be important, but I was unable to say
anything but a short response at his expressed confusion.
"What can I say, I'm full of suprises."
"i see that much. brb."
He smiled and left once more, taking my luggage and leaving me alone in the
dimly lit apartment. Daily light didn't do much to shed some light in this
enviroment.
Lost in my own element, I looked through the window, seeing grey skies and tiny
droplets of rain rolling down the glass surface. The sight of it was relaxing
but it seemed like it should stop raining soon.
I missed the warmth of the sun and waking up to see its breathtaking view every
sunrise and leaving home from work when it sets on the horizon, swallowed up by
the night and replaced with stars.
I missed those small things, even if I liked rainy days.
This time I heard Sans clearly when he came back in a short amount of time.
"i'm back. ready to drop by the lab?"
I felt nervous when the thought of the lab and tests crossed my mind. My
brother is probably waiting, even now.
"Yeah.", I replied quietly.
I felt Sans' arms circling around my waist as he watched the dreary weather
outside the window with me.
"then what are we waiting for?"
I want to make this last. I...want you to be with me even when we get through
this.
"Nothing. I...Let's go."
Some things are better left unsaid.
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The lab's a big place.
Now when I saw its full glory (well, not excactly, I didn't even set a foot
inside) I was intimidated.
"here we are, i guess. this place used to be a hospital. now it's Alph's lil'
empire."
"Well. It certainly looks that way. Let's head on in."
I took the lead, opening the massive doors and felt genuinely suprised when I
saw how it looked.
I didn't know what should I excactly expect from a lab, really, but...
First of all, the whole place's a mess. There were papers and various books
scattered everywhere on every available surface of every table I saw when I
walked further.
Second; really?! An anime collection?
There were stacks on stacks of various DVD's with obnoxious sounding titles all
over the place.
"Uhh, Sans. Is this the right place?"
"yup. it's a mess tho, i know. alph is a messy person in general. heheh, almost
as messy as i am."
"Uhh...He-Hey t-there! M-Mark i-is a-already in t-the b-back room. H-He's b-
been w-waiting f-for y-you."
Alphys had her labcoat on, looking all formal, fixing up her glasses when they
threatened to fall off. She fidgeted with her fingers and shot up a nervous
smile.
I nodded, taking a deep breath and preparing for the tests. I wondered how will
this turn out.
When I found my courage, I spoke up.
"I-It's okay. Let's just...Let's get this over with."
I hated waiting. It makes me more anxious.
"O-okay. M-Mark w-will s-start over w-without me. I-I n-need to check t-that l-
letter f-first. S-Sans?"
"uhhh, yeah, we should do that. (Y/n), you'll have to start off without me.
i'll check on you soon, okay?"
He stared down at me, waiting for a reply, but the pressure was too much so I
just nodded.
"don't be afraid, all right? i'm sure your bro will be careful."
With his reassuring words, I stepped in the direction of the white door that
led into the backroom. If I turn around, I'll chicken out before I even start.
"hey, before you go, don't forget, you'll be fine. i'm not gonna give up on
you, no matter what."
With that, he went into an opposite direction, accompanying Alphys with the
letter in his hand.
"i'm not giving up on you, no matter what."
Those words echoed in my head, filling me with an indescribable feeling that
I'll be fine all along. It felt so real, almost like it materialized in my
entire being and resonated through my entire mind and heart, making me forget
the nervousness from before.
"i'm not giving up on you, no matter what."
I felt truly brave.
I can do this!
I will get through this!
I'M NOT GIVING UP EITHER!
The loud clacking of my shoes against the floor filled me with excitement. It
was dark in the short hallway, but the open doors on the end awaited, making me
see that there is light at the end.
In a quite literal way.
But it didn't matter!
My brother sat behind an enormous desk, looking at some sort of documents and
clicking his pen on the wooden surface. When he saw me, he fixed his glasses
upwards, greeting me in a quite unprofessional way.
I didn't know he wore glasses.
"Hey there sis! It's good to see you alive and well."
He offered me a hug and I gladly accepted it. He felt pretty squishy after I
compared his hug with the one I recieved from Sans.
"Yeah, mom, I'm alive and fine."
I could imagine him rolling his eyes excessively at my not-so-witty remark.
"You made me sick from worry. I hope Sans has been treating you well?"
What am I, five? Jezz, mom, stop prying into my love life.
Hah, love life. Right.
He let go of me, observing my behaviour almost like it will give him answers
instead of my own voice. 
He crossed his arms and I could feel all the testosterone radiating from him.
Whoops. Better not mention that Sansy frickin' kissed me! Twice!
"Calm down, macho man. He's the best guard and a delightful companion."
Well, the kiss was more than delightful. And his comforting hugs, oh man. Or
those same arms that pinned me against the wall, hmmmm...
He squinted his eyes, watching me closely. His posture was tense and I stared
directly into his eyes and copied the way he was standing. I crossed my arms
too and squinted my eyes at him.
"Good to hear that. He seems suspicious enough. I don't need him hurting you."
I glared at him, feeling determined to not let him win over this discussion. I
understand that he's my brother and all, but I can't stand when someone tries
to throw shitty statements because they don't know better.
"Look, mister, you may be my bro and all that jazz, but cut the crap. He's a
perfect...uhhh..."
I wanted to say 'kisser' but I held that thought back. It seemed like it would
be unappreciated and start an argument that I didn't want to happen.
"Uhh...gentleman...?Gentlemonster?!...Ummm...I don't know!"
I shrugged, not being able to find any better words to describe him without
revealing all the juicy details.
He laughed at my silliness, relaxing and putting a hand on my shoulder.
"That's my sis!"
Mark retreated his hand back slowly, even if maybe he didn't want to, as I
suspected. He was always the clingy type.
"So, now when that's out of the way, shall we start?"
I nodded slightly. He walked over to his chair and put his labcoat on.
Beckoning for me to follow him, we walked through the doors that led through
another dark hallway.
We walked in a moderate pace in silence. He turned right and walked over to the
first door on the left side of another long corridor. There were at least a
dozen of the same-looking, white doors. I quickly noted that I shouldn't wander
around alone for it seemed like it was easy to get lost in here.
When we entered the room, I checked out my surroundings.
Now that's what I expect from a lab!
There was an operating table in the center of the room, a lot of monitors and a
few dozen of those weirdly-shaped flasks on the counter made of stainless
steel.
He gestured me to lay down on the operating table and went to retrieve
something placed in a giant-looking fridge. 
I sat on the table, shivering from the cold I felt through my clothes. Tensing
up at the thought of what will happen, my chest tightened and I felt like my
clothes constricted me, leaving me suffocating in my fleshy prison.
"(Y/n), I want you to relax, okay? I won't harm you, I promise."
"O-Okay."
What is he going to do with me?
My breathing got funny and I felt anxiety weighing me down. I gripped the edges
of the table so hard that my knuckles turned white to hide my trembling hands
and hold onto something firm.
I watched as he carefully took the flask that contained some sort of liquid. It
looked like it was magic-based, as I seemed to notice from the way it glowed
faintly, looking like it was radioactive or something.
He mixed it with something else before he turned around, facing me and
approaching slowly.
I gulped.
"Now, now, I was serious when I gestured for you to lay down."
The casual tone in his voice was replaced with a professional one as he looked
at me, now standing close, hovering over my hunched form. His grey eyes looked
a bit scary in the overly bright room, but as soon as he sensed the hostile
behaviour radiating off from me, he frowned.
"(Y/n), as I said, I won't hurt you. You're not a lab rat. I need you to relax
and lay down. If you feel uncomfortable even a slightest bit, I'll stop. Do you
agree?"
"F-Fine. I-I'm j-just nervous, I-I guess." 
"I know. Believe me, I am as well.", he said calmly, but his voice cracked up
at the end.
I carefully laid down onto the cold operating table, shrugging those menacing
thoughts away and concentrating on trying to breathe properly.
He reassuringly smiled at me, his hand hovering over the instruments on the
table beside my laying form until he picked up a needle.
He was slowly inserting the weird liquid, glancing at me now and then for any
sign of distress. I didn't know what to do except to return a smile back and
wait.
"Okay, this will sting a little. Can you please roll up your right sleeve?"
I nodded and obeyed his request, preparing for pain.
He was pressing his fingers on my arm, searching for a vein. After he found it,
he rubbed some medicinal alcohol onto the thin surface of my skin with a cotton
ball.
"Ready?"
"Just do it, please... "
Do it before I change my mind.
He carefully injected the liquid substance into me, looking at my face that
still wore a relaxed expression.
It didn't fell painful. I could feel the sting of the needle but I managed to
not think of it as I closed my eyes and dwelled on the thoughts about Sans.
I remembered the comforting hug from before and his encouraging words that he
spoke in a soft, calming tone.
"All done. Now we'll wait."
What? Already?
"Huh? That's it?", I opened my eyes and saw him smiling at me when he took
another cotton ball and taped it on my arm tightly.
"...Yes? What did you expect: a mad scientist that will poke you with a stick
until you're tired of it? Or...Let me guess: a big explosion that is even
hypotethically impossible? "
"Uhh....Something like that. So, what are we waiting for?"
 "A reaction."
"Thanks, captain obvious. Care to elaborate?"
"Ugh, fine. Bear with me as I try to make this as description at less
scientific as possible."
I giggled and he looked unamused. I contained another giggle and urged him to
continue.
"You have probably persumed this already, the substance that I injected you
with is magic-based. Your SOUL will probably react to it like it reacted to
magic before: It will glow again and then we will proceed with the tests. I
will need to take a few of samples, like your blood, urine and saliva and all
those things that will bore you to death. Then I can run some tests because I
want to see how excatly does your body react to magic. Also, Undyne said that
she'll try an encounter with you."
"Uhh, an encounter? Isn't that dangerous?"
Now this part didn't sound good.
"Yes, it is, but no one will harm you. Even if anyone does, we have monster
food that should heal you immediately."
"Okay. Can I go now?"
I didn't want to stay here any longer. It looked worse than a hospital, even if
it was at some point.
"We're done for now, so yes. I need to attend to some important stuff by then.
If my theory is correct, you'll start glowing in a few hours or so."
"Oh. Okay. Good to know. When will it wear off?"
"Tomorrow morning, if the calculations are correct."
"So, I don't need to fuck anyone to make it go away?", I blurted out without
thinking.
I covered my mouth and widened my eyes, not even believing I said this to my
own brother.
He widened his eyes and gaped at me, raising his finger and trying to scold me
or say 'that's not how it works' in a flat tone.
This should be good.
I chuckled darkly at the thought.
"Whaa-...T-That's not, uhh...Who-...?"
"Sans."
"WHAT!?"
It seems I struck a nerve with this.
"Last night I tried some 'frisky whiskey' at the club. You need to have sex in
order to stop glowing."
"Fucking hell, (Y/n)! W-Wait...Uh, who did you, ermmm... fuck then?"
He averted his gaze, coughing.
Well this is awkward.
I have regrets.
"Ummm, no one, really."
Not yet, anyway.
"Wha-...B-But, didn't you just say that-.."
"hey there, bud. uhh, did i interrupt at some bad time?"
My brother sharply turned towards Sans, squinting his eyes at the sight of that
lazy skelley.
Sans just shrugged, winking in my direction.
"uhh, Alph wanted me to ask you if you wanna come into the living room and
watch anime with us."
"Sure, Sansy."
If my brother had superpowers, I'm sure that Sans would be dead where he stands
from the amount of daggers and laser beams he would shoot from that glare only.
I got off from the operating table and quickly walked over to a smiling Sans.
I waved at my bro, giggling when I heard that he let out short puffs of air.
He wants to protect me. That's cute.
"See you soon, bro."
We stepped out from the room, leaving a flustered Mark behind.
"So, anime? Can't say I've watched it before."
well then, you're in for a suprise. also, have patience with alph. she gets
overexcited over that stuff."
"Okay. It'll do."
"so, what's up with that discussion a moment ago?"
I blushed madly as I started to explain this, trying to make this as short as
possible because I wanted to forget my stupidity. 
"Uhh, well. I, uh, asked my bro do I need to fuck with someone to stop
glowing."
He slowed down with walking, glancing at me and then laughing loudly at me as
he facepalmed.
"oh stars, you didn't..."
My face was probably now adorned with a nice shade of scarlett red as I stared
at him, dying inside from embarrasment.
And at this heat of the moment, it only got worse as I unconsciously roamed
into the inaproppriate territory of my mind.
My breathing sounded ragged for a moment and an unbearable wave of heat spread
in me. 
My eyes watered from the ache I felt in me and from that moment I realized that
I was fantasyzing about Sans.
And my imagination only served as a tool that made me even more aroused as all
the possible scenarios unveiled in my head.
"Fuck."
"heh, you seem quite eager to fuck someone, don't ya?"
"Oh f-fuck you, Sans. Of...Of course. Not! It's not like I'm thinking about it
or anything..."
Suddenly I was pressed onto the wall again, only this time the one in the
hallway of the big lab, drooling at the mere sight of Sans who stared back at
me.
"are you sure 'bout that? because i could've sworn that i caught something
unusual. you can't lie to me. i can smell it on you. and it seems like it's
dripping like a fuckin' waterfall down there..."
"..."
"giving me the silent treatment, huh?"
He slowly ran his hand trough my hair, down my spine until he reached my hips
and slowly caressed them until I couldn't help but to let out a loud moan. When
he started tracing his fingers at the outline of my pants
"S-Sans...St...Stop...S-Someone will..."
"...hear you? walk in on us? nope, not happening any time soon."
I wanted to question that, but he grabbed my ass and gave it a hard squeeze. I
whimpered and covered my mouth, muffling every embarrassing sound that wanted
to spill out from my mouth.
"fuck, look at you...i wanna claim you and make you mine right here and now.
you're so eager for this..."
One of his hands found his way to my breast, giving it a gentle squeeze and
massaging it lightly. I still held my hand over my mouth and I panicked when I
saw a glowing blue tentacle removing it gently.
"i wanna hear you. don't cover your mouth like that."
He kissed my throat and trailed his tongue across my collarbone, making my skin
wet with his saliva and I whimpered when he stopped, his breath spreading on my
skin and driving me to the point when I asked myself how would it feel to have
that tongue in other places.
Fuck. I didn't know what to say anymore about this.
His hands slipped beneath my clothes, roaming all over my skin that felt too
hot. 
"Fucking hell, Sans."
And just like that, someone snapped their fingers right in front of my face.
"you alright? ummm...."
Sans and I stood in the first hallway. I glanced around and sure, the backroom
was behind us, the first room I saw in the lab distant just a few steps. I
could see Alphys surrounded by a pile of DVD's with her back turned, trying to
find the one we'll watch now.
I took a few steps foward, squinting my eyes at the sudden brightness of the
room. Sans just silently followed and I felt like something's wrong.
"uhh, buddy...?"
"Uhh, yeees...?", I squirmed, blushing like crazy when I saw Sans staring at
me, his eyes pitch black.
His stare made me want to crawl inside the depths of the earth itself.
"uhh, you alright? your nose... heh .. it's...uh..."
Alphys turned her head around just in time and gasped. I could see her eyes
sparkling from excitement for some reason.
Suddenly Undyne jumped into view, staring at me before laughing so much that I
was bothered by the fact that I don't know what is so funny all of a sudden.
"Sweet Asgore...So anime is real! Though I've never thought females would-...
Fuhuhuhu!"
"Uhhhh, Alphys? W-What's-..."
Sans grabbed my hand, dragging me from an embarrassed Alphys that couldn't even
explain it because she stuttered and a giggling Undyne that breathlessly
pointed at me and laughed maniacally.
We entered the bathroom. I wanted to ask what's happening and why am I here
before I saw my reflection in a big mirror.
My nose was bleeding like crazy.
I wanted to say something but Sans handed me a tissue to stop the flow. I
quietly thanked him and tried to stop it.
"eheheh...so, swetcheeks, do you mind telling me what got you so riled up that
you have a nosebleed?"
"Ummm...."
Fuck. It did feel realistic and good, but I couldn't explain it to him without
sounding ridicoulus.
"awwh, come on, sweetcheeks, you don't have to hide it from me..."
He got so close to my ear that I could hear his breathing and every exhale
tickled, making me want to just kiss him and make him claim me fully. Something
in me was so keen on trying to seduce him right now.
"...after all, if you feel that way, maybe i could help you out later..."
I shivered when he spoke and he let out a dark chuckle, looking like he was
trying his best to not ravish me whole.
He grasped my fingers into his hand and I felt another wave of heat spreading
through my body when he kissed my quivering lips. The kiss was soft and short,
making me want more. I felt so needy during the short kiss.
The air around us felt heavy when we parted, a thin line of saliva the only
proof that we kissed.
Fuck. I don't even know if it would be possible to make that a reality.
"...and make your fantasy come true. what do you say, sweetie?"
I felt exposed and vulerable and I didn't want to reply because even if I don't
say yes, the tone in my voice will.
But his stare sliced right through me and I knew I had no choice to give in.
"i know you want it. come on, i wanna hear you say it."
My breath got heavy and my chest tightened at those words. I blushed even more,
trying to stand straight when my knees felt weak and forcing me to grip him
tight to not fall down and faint. He smirked and held me as I struggled with my
balance.
"Uhh...M-Maybe l-later o-okay?", I shakily replied, watching his face forming a
patient smile.
I tried to spare myself from even more embarrasment by avoiding this talk and
he kissed my cheek which didn't make any sense because he didn't even have
lips.
"hmmmm....later then. alright."
I simply nodded, turning on the sink to wash my face from the now dried blood
and he handed me a towel to dry my skin and I shot up a little smile, thanking
him profusely.
I turned around and checked myself in the mirror and felt a bit dizzy from the
sudden movement until I almost tripped and fell down. 
"easy there. can you walk?"
Turning around again and trying to walk out of the bathroom made me fell more
dizzy. My head seemed like it was filled with air, weighing for such a small
amount that it crossed my mind that I might float away.
I took another careful step, this time moving slower and giving a thumbs up,
the corners of my mouth forming a shy smile when I took another slow step.
Apparently magic makes me lose balance and become...clumsy?
And horny too. Or is it that just because-
"this will get us nowhere, sweetie."
He suddenly lifted me from the ground and I gripped his shoulders tightly when
he started moving. I felt like a little child when I watched him staring down
at me and giggling.
"you look so cute like this."
Undyne watched us with great interest when we walked past her, leaving me a
blushing mess and Sans giggled like crazy until he put me down and sat down on
the big couch in a cosy living room with me.
"there ya go, buddy."
Undyne walked past us in Alphys' direction. She seemed...very excited.
When they both got back Alphys smiled smugly while carrying a big bowl of
popcorn that she handed to her and Undyne sat down beside me, smirking. I tried
to avoid an eye contact with her as much as possible.
"Human! I knew it from the start!", she loudly said it in my face, grinning.
"Uhhh, what."
I tried to play the dummy and make this act as innocent as possible.
Alphys tried to contain her laughter when she stole a glance at me while she
fumbled with the DVD across the room and I looked at Sans who was already
napping. He looked peaceful, but he also wore a goofy grin, almost like he
heard what did we talked about.
"I-I h-had a f-felling y-you l-like h-him too! You're becoming my new OTP!"
Alphys looked dazzled as she excitedly talked more, watching us until she
sucessfully turned the anime on and sat down beside Undyne that pulled her
closer until she embraced her.
They look like a cute couple.
"I'm excited for this! We haven't watched this one yet!"
"H-Hey (Y/n), I-I w-wanted to a-ask y-you s-something."
"Go ahead, ask.", I encouragingly spoke to the nervous monster scientist.
"H-Have y-you w-watched anime b-before?"
"No, it's a first for me."
"What?! How did you skip such an important part of the history of your kind?",
Undyne said in a disbelieving tone.
"Doesn't matter, punk. We'll make you see how awesome your ancestors were!"
I wanted to say that anime isn't real but Alphys' face made me reconsider my
choice of words. When I closed my mouth she smiled and pointed at the screen,
her mouth forming a silent 'thank you'.
We ate popcorn and watched that anime that had an alien princess and humans
with giant swords. It was a quite interesting concept, even though I itched to
be brutally honest and say to Undyne that this isn't a documentary.
I glued my eyes back on the screen, stealing glances at Alphys and Undyne when
they commented on various scenes. 
I sneakily stole a glance at Sans who still had his eyes closed, his chest
rising and falling with every breath he took. I leaned a bit closer to him and
he stirred in his slumber until he leaned his head on my shoulders and mumbled
something. I blushed when Alphys tore off her eyes from the screen and looked
at us adoringly.
"O-Oh m-my g-gosh, Und-Undyne. L-Look at them!"
"Awwwh, they're so cute!", Undyne said quietly to Alphys, blushing and smiling
adoringly at me and Sans.
They gushed to eachother until I felt a big smile forming on my face, even if I
felt embarresed as much as it is humanly possible. It even got wider when
Undyne said to Alphys that she is still the cutest monster and kissed her
forehead.
"U-Undyne! Y-You're m-m-making me b-blush. S-Stop!"
"Never! You need my kisses like you need magic to live!"
I giggled at the two when Undyne grabbed her face and peppered her with small
kisses and pecks. She turned red and let out a small squeak which only made
Undyne hug her closer to her chest and stare at her lovingly.
"I love you, you nerd."
Alphys covered her face and mumbled a barely audible response.
"IloveyoutooUndyne."
I was happy for the two. It made me smile and giggle like an anime schoolgirl
on the screen and I couldn't help it, even when they looked at me. It was
stronger than me and I wore a big smile plastered on my face, relaxing in the
company of three unusual monsters that appeared in my life so suddenly.
I still felt a bit nervous of whatever awaited me behind the white doors in the
dark corridor of the lab and what should I expect in a matter of a few hours,
but if I get through this with them, I knew I could do it.
I felt even happier when I clasped my hand into Sans' and he responded by
holding it tighter and smiling as he napped.
***** Good intentions *****
Chapter Notes
     Hey there, folks on the Internet!
     I wrote another chapter after I stopped procrastinating in my free
     time and it actually felt good to do something and not sleep all day
     or thinking of stupid ideas.
     Anyways, I'll spare you from rambling, my therapist should listen
     those instead.
     Onwards, then!
     And thanks for reading, leaving comments and all those pretty things
     that make me enjoy writing even more!
Just like Mark said to me, three hours later when I started to indulge into the
anime we watched I started to notice the same symptoms that I experienced that
night, (except arousal) that the drinks caused, but it felt even more intense
than before. Mind clouded with a thick mist made it hard to grasp onto the
physical part of me, making me lose control over what I was doing anymore.
I was hardly concentrating on the screen and I felt nervous and jittery, biting
my nails and pulling the strands of my now messy hair. Glancing down made my
heart speed up its pace and I felt a lump in my throat as I started noticing
faint traces of orange glow that coursed through my veins.
Trying to get it away with blinking didn't work and my head felt buzzed,
thoughts scattered all over the place, jumping from the one about the alien
princess in the anime to the one how oddly shaped Sans' pernament grin looked
like when he frowned. Blink.
He's frowning right now, observing me quietly.
And just like that, it made my heart drop from worry. I wanted to know what's
bugging him, but also felt scared to know. What if the answer to that is not
something I should know? 
I could feel magic fueling my soul, filling me with something that I couldn't
describe. The sudden urge to jump and run like I was being chased washed over
me and my muscles contracted, making Sans look at my stiff hand that locked his
phalanges with a deadly grip.
"hey, are you feeling okay?"
Alphys and Undyne turned their attention at me immediately, looking with
wonderous expressions at my skin that was enlightened in an orange glow. The
anime that still played in background made me lose concentration again and I
shut my eyes forcefully, trying to focus my attention to what was happening.
"You look cool as heck, punk!", Undyne said in awe, giving me a big smile. Her
loud voice echoed in the living room, making me cringe and almost cover my
ears. 
"Uhh, w-we s-should g-get t-to M-M-Mark."
Alphys stuttered out, stating the obvious. That only reminded me that I didn't
look foward to whatever will happen now. I slowly got up after them and we
walked slowly to Mark. I felt a small trace of a beginning headache cocconing
in my head that swarmed with all kinds of thoughts, making me unable to process
any of them now.
Undyne gave me a concerned glance when I stumbled, trying to walk straight and
failing miserably.
She suddenly gripped my arm tight as she led me towards the backrooms with
Alphys and Sans that looked a bit groggy, but aware of what's happening. When I
tensed up at the tight grip that made my muscles hurt she loosened the grip and
I felt at ease. We stepped in quietly into the backroom.
My brother was hunched over a big pile of papers, writing something and looking
frustrated. As soon as Sans knocked on the door gently he looked up, his pencil
flying off behind him and he retained his formal posture, clearing his throat
and fixing his labcoat that looked messy. Sans' grin widened at that sight.
"It has begun, I see. Undyne, lead her to the Examination Room. We need to take
some samples."
Even in this state, I could see Alphys tensing up, giving me an unnerving look
that alerted the bells in my head that I won't like what will happen next. I
listened to Mark as he continued with his thorough instructions.
"...Alphys, you'll come with me to help me gather the equipment we need."
Mark finished talking and Alphys nodded, giving her the keys and a small nod to
lead me to one of the rooms in the lab.
It seemed like it was a plan that I won't like, if I was correct.
Sans followed us silently, walking away with us and making my brother look a
bit frustrated and tense, but after I gave him a pleading look he took that
into consideration and nodded.
I was relieved that Sans will be by my side. It made me feel safer when I knew
that he'll watch over me. I did trust my brother and the cute duo, a fishy with
a giant temper and a lizard monster that was my brother's lab partner, but they
didn't know much about me or the short eventful moments me and Sans shared.
We were back in the dim hallways, walking in the other direction instead of
going back at the room I was before and I could feel their concerned glances as
I lost my balance every now and then. I felt exsausted from walking alone, and
trying to remain as normal-looking as possible was a challenging act.
"You look red in your face, human. Are you having a fever?"
I felt like I was burning from the inside, actually. But I also felt weary and
my mind was covered in a drunk-like haze. I tried to find a sentence that will
make it sound like I'm fine, because I am fine, right? They are getting all
worried over nothing, really.
"I...don't think so. I'm just felling drunk."
My voice was raspy from the lack of use and the response I gave was slurred and
weak, making me suprised that I sound so different than usual.
"Here we are. Sans, hold the human for a second while I unlock the doors."
Undyne sounded so calm and I found myself confused. I barely recognized her
voice and I had to turn my head to confirm that it is her own voice I heard,
and not a stranger's voice.
Her voice sounded so weird when she didn't shout or enthusiastically voiced her
thoughts. The energetic, obnoxious shouting was replaced by kindness and honest
concern.
It was like seeing a completely opposite side of her, adding depth into her
personality that I didn't perceive by now.
Sans held me for balance on my right shoulder, keeping me from swinging and
falling with a tight grip, but not too tight. I was sure I could remove his
hand by simply moving away from him, but why would I want that?
Undyne unlocked the doors sucessfully and my gaze lingered on all the different
things in here. It was similar to the room I was before, only there were more
monitors, there was no fridge to be seen and on the counter made from stainless
steel there were no flasks, but a microscope, some of the scary looking
instruments and bandages.
There was also a lot of stuff that I simply didn't know what are for.
On the opposite side there were three chairs, needles and test tubes neatly
sorted out and prepared for use.
"Sans, we should let the punk to sit down. I don't want to suplex her if she
faints."
Her remark didn't even make sense, but Sans nodded and carefully led me towards
the chair, making me realize that he held me all this time to not fall down.
Immediately after I sat down I felt dizzy and a bit disoriented and Sans
immediately looked at my glassy eyes that held in tears, preventing them from
falling.
I couldn't control myself.
I felt like a wreck. 
It seemed like a big rollercoaster of all kinds of emotions finding a way
through me, but I safely bottled them deep inside, too scared to let it out.
"are you okay, bud? you don't look like you are."
I felt my headache spreading and pain welling up in my frontal lobe when I
tried to think of a response. Luckily, before I could say that I'm not feeling
okay Mark opened the doors, followed by Alphys who shot a concerned glance at
me.
"Y-You d-don't l-look g-good."
Mark averted his gaze at me and his lip quivered, eyes widening and shock
written all over his face.
"You look...Sick. What happened?"
All eyes turned on me and my words tangled in my throat, making them sound
hardly understandable.
"Dunno...M-my head...."
I tried to gesture what I meant but everyone in the room watched me like I was
crazy and I grumbled in frustration, feeling like a first-class idiot for even
trying to explain.
"I don't know. She doesn't look good, Mark. Her face was so red that I thought
she has a fever and now she's pale."
Did I really look that bad?
"I-It m-might b-be d-dangerous t-to p-pull h-her s-soul o-out."
Oh, yeah, an encounter. Not looking foward to it.
"she looks like her HP is low right now."
All eyes trained on Sans, as well as mine. I forced myself to concentrate. The
tension in the room arised and it seemed like Sans was a thin branch, ready to
snap under the weight of our gazes.
HP?
Health Points? Like in video games?
What.
"Huh. No offense, Sans, but how could you know that for sure?", Undyne raised
her voice, letting out a small huff at the end of her sentence.
"Y-Yeah. T-There's n-no p-possible w-way t-to d-determine t-that w-without l-
looking a-at h-her s-soul."
This is too much.
Mark silently watched Sans, his eyes roaming over his face and watching as Sans
looked flabbergasted, watching nervously at me and sweating profusely.
I could feel the nervousness radiating from him and the way he acted right now
was so familliar. It reminded me of myself when I tried to hide something.
Something was off and I wanted to know, but I couldn't just bring it up.
"uhhh, i.....it was a lucky guess."
Something deep inside of me twisted at that and my thoughts chanted 'lies' over
and over again.
Not wanting to fall into a maddening loop of repeating words, I watched as Sans
shrugged his shoulders and his bones rattled for a moment as the tension seeped
from the room, leaving Undyne and Alphys nodding. 
Everyone makes mistakes, right?
However, my brother shifted his eyes suspiciously at both of us and cleared his
throat.
Why did he act this way?
"Enough chit-chatting. I need some space to take some samples from you. Are you
feeling enough well to proceed?"
I gave a silent nod. I did feel drowsy and my headache was killing me at the
moment, but I felt a light tug in my soul and pure fearlessness washed over me,
filling me with a raw feeling of bravery.
It was like a second me breaching through my thick shell and Sans gaped along
with Alphys and Undyne and Mark pointed at my chest.
I looked down and the sight was as much as beautiful as it was scary. The
glowing intensified and I peeked inside my hoodie, seeing a faint outline of a
small heart that rested inside my chest. It was mimicking the beating of my
heart, but at much slower pace.
"Come on, we have some work to do, Alphys."
Undyne nodded and gestured to Sans to leave the room and the three of us alone.
A sharp felling of sadness hit me like a train.
Why won't he stay here? He promised.
 
"will take other samples later. Ready?"
When did he started talking?
Mark slowly rolled up my sleeve and proceeded with taking a small amount of my
own blood with a needle that looked more dangerous than it really was.
Like it did before, the needle did sting a little, but I felt no pain during
that.
However, when Mark gave me a serious look my heart skipped from the fear
rolling through my entire being. Mark got up, putting his hands on my shoulders
gently. But it didn't convince me, it confirmed my fear and doubt, especially
when he spoke up.
"Now for the hard part. Alphys?"
I widened my eyes when the small yellow monster was sweating like I never saw
before. She nodded, her trembling, sweaty hands pushing me to lean into the
chair and giving me a small nod. Mark silently complied, moving his hands in
sync with me, still holding me.
"I-I'll b-be g-gentle..."
Before I could ask what is happening I felt a gentle tug in my chest that made
me leap foward and in a blink, I saw the same small heart floating in the air,
shining so bright that I could barely see the outline of its shape.
It literally looked like a small sun.
Alphys watched in horror, fixing up her glasses when she inspected it closer.
All the color drained from her face and she shook her head in disbelief.
"What is it, Alphys? Is...Is something wrong?"
I looked up, seeing his form hovering over me. My neck snapped and a small jolt
of pain passed trough me. Mark looked pleadingly at Alphys that shrunk her
shoulders, stuttering and glancing anxiously at my soul and then at my brother.
"H-Human...Yo-Your SOUL...I-I n-never s-saw s-something l-l-l-like this b-b-
before."
"What do you mean, Alphys??", his voice raised a bit as he firmly said it, his
hands digging into my shoulders.
"S-She's b-blank. N-No s-stats."
Alphys looked both disturbed and intrigued at the same time.
And Mark?
It was the first time that I saw someone looking so terrified, his face blank
but those grey eyes giving off that he's scared of being uncertain when it
comes to situations like these.
"G-Give m-me t-the s-s-syringe, M-Mark."
Mark obeyed her request, removing his hands and giving it to her. She almost
dropped it from the way her hands violently shook. 
I wanted to ask where this is going before my brother gripped my shoulders so
hard that I almost saw stars.
I felt a sharp pain that made me let out a deafening scream. I did get through
some tough shit in my lifetime, but this felt like she was tearing me apart and
I begged her to stop, yelling until my vocal chords were torn up. I couldn't
stop shaking and I cursed at my brother for forcing me to stay still.
Alphys profusely apologized as she took the needle that pierced my soul out and
handed it to Mark that carefully took it, putting it down in the small
container that was on the counter.
My soul still shined the same, but something dripped out of it, staining my
clothes with various colours.
The sharpness of the pain subsided into a dull tone and Alphys tried to calm me
down as I poured a whole waterfall out of my eyes.
She slowly pushed the heart back, concern making her face fall and she didn't
dare to look back at me.
"I'm-I'm s-s-sorry."
She hugged me close and I felt her warmth enveloping my being, forcing me to
let out a strangled response. 
"P-Please....D-Don't do t-that e-ever...ag-again...", I said in a strained
voice, sobbing because it was too much. I felt wrecked even before this started
out, but now I had no willpower to continue.
"I-I w-won't. D-Do y-you h-hate m-me n-now?"
I can't bring myself to hate her. No, I can't. It was a part of a process in
helping me.
I couldn't believe her small whisper as she unhugged me, looking like she was
on verge of a panic attack, still refusing to make any kind of an eye contact.
"No....Y-You did i-it because you w-wanna help...Right....?"
"O-Of c-course. I-I want t-to h-help y-you an-and I-I k-know t-this d-didn't f-
f-feel p-pleasant."
Mark nudged me gently and handed me some sort of tea. It seemed that I didn't
even notice him going away. 
"It will help you heal. Drink it."
Alphys gave me a nod to proceed with drinking it.
I chugged the tea, wincing at the dull pain that nestled in my chest and I
instantly felt the effect of its healing properties. 
My head was a bit clearer and my headache was slowly dissipating like it never
was here. 
"Do you feel any better?" 
"Yes, bro. Thanks."
"Thank Alphys for that."
I obeyed thanking her immediately and she gave me a small lopsided smile before
her face dropped, forming a saddening, thoughtful expression that was hard to
read. She looked down, fumbling with her labcoat and voicing what's troubling
her.
"S-So, i-it se-seems w-we h-have a-another p-p-problem n-now."
Alphys drifted deep into her own thoughts, her hands sweating and her eyes
glancing at Mark.
"W-We n-need t-to f-find o-out w-what's w-with h-her S-SOUL."
***** A/N *****
Well hello there!
It's been quite a while, yes?
I'm so sorry for being absent for so long and I hope you can forgive me for
that. I was sick for a two whole months and I missed so much classes at my
school that I needed to study a lot so I could pass. I'm still trying to keep
up with it but I finally got the time to return to this fic.
Anyway, I'll spare you of the long story of what was going on and just ask you:
Please, tell me, should I continue writing this? The story is unfinished and I
can't bear that. It's been bugging me for so long and I'm unsure if any of you
think that this is worth your time to see the story come to an end. Please,
tell me in the comments on what do you think I should do. Continue or leave it
like this?
***** Being late can be fun sometimes *****
Chapter Notes
     Hey guys!
     I'm really overwhelmed by all the support you've given and I must
     say, you really encouraged me to give this story another shot and
     finish it. This chapter will be short, but I'm working on the next
     one which will be long. I really need to get into the writer mode,
     ifyouknowhatimean
     Enjoy!
Two months later...

??? POV

The meeting started late because the doctor was late. Without him, this whole
meeting will not be enough for another step.

I casually checked the time, staring at the numbers and sighed in the process.
10 minutes by now.
Being late at such an important time certainly didn't seem belevolent towards
his otherwise flawless reputation.
"Mr. Jackson, he's late again. Shall we start without him...?"
The old man sighed and took off his glasses, looking at our other members that
silently nodded in agreement. He cleared his throat and got up, preparing
himself for his speech.
Before he started, however, I heard a soft knock on the door and the man we
expected to come showed up. His lab coat was shriveled and unkempt, glasses
almost falling off from his nose.
"I apologize for being late. Seems like we haven't started yet, yes...?"
"Dr. Mark, as much as I appreciate your sarcasm, we have a meeting to finish.
Now, since you showed up, you shall start off by telling us the results of your
research."
"Of course, Miss-"
"No need to be so formal. Just start."
"Okay. Now, where shall I start..."
Being late is such a nuisance.
*****
Sans' POV
This is fun.
 

 "NGAAAAH, not like that, (Y/n)! You need to sync your movements with mine!"
Undyne screeched, frustrated because things didn't go like she thought
yesterday.
"I'm ...trying... Ughhh, this is soo heavy to wield.."
Her arm looked like it was suffocating from the weight of the weapon. She was
sweating so much that her skin glistened on the indoor light of the big gym
used for training.
"No regrets, right, huuumaaan? Swords are fuuun, riiiiighhht...?" , Undyne
mocked (Y/n) by repeating the words she said yesterday.
In an instant, her face contorted from the pained expression into a pissed one.
It reminded me of a grumpy cartoon character.
"That was before this!"
"Come on, you weakling. You can do so much better!"

 (Y/n) squinted her eyes, bravely charging off and Undyne widened her eyes,
barely dodging the attack. From what I've found out about her in these two
months it seemed like Undyne could easily taunt her whenever she wanted.
 Stepping out of her reach, Undyne tried to crack her defenses by attacking
from a different angle. (Y/n) reacted immediately and blocked the attack,
sweating profusely when Undyne pushed further.
"Now that's what I'm talking about! Much better, (Y/n)."
Honestly, watching their training was fun, even better knowing that I'm not
involved.
(Y/n) definetly got stronger than before. So much stronger.
Her confidence still needed encouragment from me, but slowly she was becoming
better at speaking up for herself and opening up about her past.
Thank Asgore that she's holding up.
 With a goofy smile, I closed my eyesockets and fell asleep while leaning
against the wall.

 I'm glad...
***
The familliar space that was etched into my memory reconstructed in my dream as
I stepped out of the dark.
Not this again, you fucker.
Wait a minute.
"Sansy, you came! I really missed you!"
"oh."
This time, Frisk stood there with a wide grin, stretching out their small hands
towards me. I came closer and ruffled their hair before hugging the child.
I felt my sins weighing me down.
"It's your fault, isn't it?"
I wasn't prepared for that blatant accusation quickly enough and suddenly they
struck me with a knife, shifting completely into Chara.
I felt my body falling apart into a dozen little pieces that scattered among
the golden hall. Some blood came out of my bones and my mouth, but I couldn't
do anything about it.
I slowly opened my eyesockets, hissing at the brightness of the gym. I closed
them back instantly.
"Saaans, come on. Wake the hell up!"
There she stood, glaring at me before she let out a giggle and picked me up.
Definetly got stronger.
"Awwh, sleepyhead, we gotta go!"
She shook me the moment I closed my eyesockets again and I forced them to open
wide, seeing Undyne's fierce gaze before she grumbled something in frustration.
"Hey, bonehead! Did your skull get cracked or what?! Class is starting soon and
I need you to go along with your girlfriend!"
"Aarghhh Undyne, don't start with it again. And you..."
(Y/n) turned her head to look at my limp body in her hands.
"...you are going to walk, I'm not gonna carry your ass back home!"
"you will if ya keep holding me like that."
I smiled smugly and that made her sigh before she put me down and go out of the
big gym we used for training.
"Come on, Sans. Are you going or what?"
Undyne giggled, watching us getting along our way before she shouted that we
need to be here on time tomorrow. I smiled when I realized that I was the one
to blame for us being late due to my smooth seductive skills that I used on her
before getting interrupted by a phonecall from very angry Undyne.
Perhaps being late can be good sometimes.
***** The trail *****
Chapter Notes
     I'm sorry for posting this a few months later...Everything around me
     is all problems and no solutions. My health got worse and my family
     fell apart so I'm living alone now...A lot of things changed, for
     better or worse...
I felt a giant sense of relief when the training session with Undyne was
finally over. Not that I didn't like it, it was more of a feeling like my life
had turned upside down and there weren't many things that I knew how to handle.
The training being one of them.
I still had my job and my bestie beside me but now there were so many things
that kept me occupied and moving foward in a fast pace.
 "Sans, are you sure that agreeing to train with Undyne was a good idea?"
 "dunno, maybe it is. sweetcheeks, we are facing an unknown person with Asgore-
knows-how-much knowledge that may doom us all. and there's still your SOUL
thingy we have to figure out. putting that aside, there we have two mad
scientists from hell that want do dissect you but won't because of their
morals."
"Care to rephrase all of this....slowly?"
"alright. if you stop training, you'll get fat from eating pasta."
"Fucking hell, Sans, stop being so savage!"
"can't do, sweetcheeks. i'm not the mushy type, as you can see."
He pointed out at his bones and I exhaled out of my nose, holding in my
laughter.
"Alrighty then, I'm just gonna let this one slide off. Oh, I almost forgot to
tell you, I'm going to visit Mark today. We still need to have a rematch."
"fine. i'll pick you up later."
"Fine. Don't wanna get in trouble like last time when I walked home."
He gave me a small somber smile before letting go of my hand, awkwardly leaning
in closer to my face to kiss my cheek.
I grumbled in frustration, grabbing his skull and giving him a proper kiss just
to see his face painted in cyan blue.
"See you later, then, Sansy. Take care."
"you too, sweetcheeks."
I casually strolled down the street before things get really awkward. It wasn't
like I felt like that being around him, but whenever we tried to show our
affection for each other in public, everyone made weird faces of gave us
unwanted attention. Besides, I knew that the moment I go back home and get a
chance to be alone with him I could do whatever the hell I wanted to.
The walk to Mark's apartment was short and quick, even if I walked slowly
because my muscles ached and my limbs felt like they're gonna break.
I took my time and let myself aprecciate the surroundings, enjoying the light
breeze of air tangling my hair and watched the trees in the distance swaying
slowly as the wind danced around the leafs and branches.
There was something peaceful about this moment and I felt like my soul soared
from the calmness that gently enveloped me in its embrace. It was mesmerizing.
I felt aware of every emotion and doubt, it made me feel like I'm my own
person.
Finally reaching the door of the big building, I've decided that I could just
walk up the stairs instead of going into the elevator right beside me, for the
sake of not being lazy, even with all the pain and soreness.
Reaching the first floor felt like a piece of cake. And then I went up further
and before I knew it, I reached my destination of the day.
I guess training made me more durable in everyday situations. I kinda felt
better when I knew that I could run to work without stopping to catch my breath
and the thought of being a big round egg didn't feel right anymore. I
excercised now.
When I reached the door I lightly knocked and waited for him to open them for
me. 
"Just a sec, I need to-"
I heard something smashing on the floor and his rushed steps made me think that
perhaps his apartment isn't as neat as his office in the lab is.
Minutes passed before he unlocked and opened the door wide open, greeting me
with a small smile.
"Thanks for being patient enough, sis."
"Uh, okay. Hi, by the way."
"Oh, yeah, hi. Come on, get in. Don't just stand there."
I shulffed past him and took a glance on the messy place that was my brother's
natural habitat. 
It was definetly in a messier state than my own apartment. There were papers
and notebooks everywhere, big stacks of books and cardboards from pizza and a
lot of trash from the takeout food. The place didn't look dirty, just messy.
There was also a smashed cup on the ground which I assumed it fell when he
tried to reach the door.
"How did you succeed in making this place so messy in...what, a few months?"
"Well, I...Um, I spend most of my time in the lab, so, uh...Look, I don't have
that much time. I get in there, work more and fall asleep in my bed if I'm
lucky. If not, that desk or the couch has to suffice."
"That's a solid excuse, mister. But you could've cleaned the place today, you
know? I know you had a day off today because you weren't in the lab."
He looked away from my gaze, fumbling his hands and going pale for a moment. I
could swear that he was hiding something from me.
"Yeah, you're right. Well, I guess I should have. It's just that-....Ugh,
nevermind. Wanna play?"
"Nope."
Man, the amount of ignorance that my brother had was so annoying.
I wasn't a big cleaning enthusiast but I wanted to help him clean every nook
and cranny of this apartment asap.
"There is no chance that we'll play video games when your whole apartment is
like this! Come on, if you don't wanna help me clean your shit, I will not
play. Fuck, I know you enough that I know you like order in this entropic way
of yours, but this looks like a bomb fell into your apartment and I'm not okay
with it. I'll play if you help me clean this mess."
"You don't have-"
"What? Help you out? I know, but I want to."
"I meant to say-... You know what, okay. If I argue, we'll just waste time."
I couldn't believe that he agreed on this so quickly. Usually he would try to
persuade me into something he wants to be in his way, but now he pinched the
bridge of his nose and walked off to get the stuff we need.
It was unusual.
I didn't like unusual.
It would usually mean something's wrong.
I'll figure it out. But first, I'll try to sort this mess, hopefully.
____________________________________________
I kinda regret my decision now.
I was cleaning the trash and it turns out there's a lot or it. The trashcan was
also full of papers and when I saw a glimpse of the floor around his desk I
felt such satisfaction and relief that I couldn't describe it.
It's been two long hours and Mark was halfway trough his part of the job. He
agreed on sorting all the papers scattered everywhere after he cleaned the
remains of the smashed cup.
He worked his way trough slowly and I noticed that he's pretty tired already.
I saw a bunch of papers underneath the desk and all I could notice was the fact
that it said 'confidential' on the first one. I gestured him to take it and he
forcibly grabbed them from my hand, widening his eyes like he caught me doing
something I shouldn't.
"Don't touch that! I said I'll take care of my documents!"
"Okay. What does it-"
"Don't ask. That's why it says "confidential". "
"Oh, ok."
He sighed loudly, running his fingers trough his hair and procceeding to put
them away.
When both of our tasks were finished, the only thing left to do was to put the
books back on the shelf. We did this together and I could see up close how
tense and stressed he is. He acted really careful in my presence, trying to
talk less and finish this.
Again, it felt unnatural.
I felt uneasy and jittery, there was something about him today that wasn't like
him.
But what?
I can't figure it out. 
Something upset him or maybe he's feeling nervous because he hasn't made any
progress with figuring out why is my soul weird or maybe he had a really bad
day or-
"Ugh, my headache got worse. Be right back, I need some meds."
Or that. Hmmm.
He walked away and I continued to put the books on the shelf and as soon as I
went to pick another one I could've sworn that I saw it before. 
The book looked like a journal.
Too curious for my own good, I opened it and there it was.
This definetly was a journal. But I was met with the same illegible chicken
scratch that looked plainly weird and alien to me.
Then it clicked. 
I took a similar journal from Rose's apartment, when I awkwardly lied to my
other neighbour that the reason I wanted to see her was that I needed some
books that I borrowed from her.
I could hear him approaching so I put it away and procceeded to put the others
back on the shelf.
It was done, finally.
"Thanks for helping me out with that...mess. I think I wouldn't find the
willpower to do it myself."
"Um it's no problem. Wanna play now?"
"Yeah, but I'm also kinda hungry. Wanna order something?"
"Fine by me, but only if you throw the trash afterwards and stop piling it up
like usual."
"Would do. What do you wanna eat?"
"Don't care if it's edible."
"Okay. I'll figure something out. Go and grab the game we'll play and I'll go
and order something edible."
"Uh, okay."
Why is he like this?
By the end of this charade, I hope I'll find out what's up with him today and
where the hell did he find a similar journal like the one Rose has and the fuck
does that mean. Like, is it connected?
I have one chance to find out.
End Notes
     So,you're still here.What do you think? Worth your time or not?
     *sweats nervously*
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