The night outside was cold, and damp, as rain continued to fall hard upon the suburbs of San Francisco While a normal child would be concerned about the effects the large amounts of downpour had on the town at times, Asriel only smiled in wonder, as he had only know the dark underground for so long.

He didn't even care that the power was out! Or that it was so cold! Mostly, because of his thick fur.

However, Frisk was freezing, and trying desperately to stay warm under her sheets. This caused Asriel to be concerned, and he patted over to the fellow child. "Frisk? Are you ok?" He asked as he put a hand to the side of her head.

Frisk gasped and held it. She shuddered and pressed her face against it. "S-so... warm..." She managed to practically squeak out. Asriel blushed and kicked the ground awkwardly.

"I should head back to bed." Asriel quickly said before hopping onto his bed and bundling up.

However, Frisk immediately ran out of her covers and into his, hugging him close for warmth.

"Ah!! P-p-personal space.. F-frisk!" He whisper-shouted. Sadly, to his dismay, she had already fallen into a safe and secure sleep in his grasp. He soon found that he liked the feeling of being next to her, and pulled the covers over them. "Okay fine... you can stay..." He smiled before closing his eyes.

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Sans smiled as he walked down the streets of San Francisco. It was 12:00, about the time for his first Lunch.

He winked at the passing monsters and humans, who had surprisingly worked out their differences... turned out once we got down to it, nobody was really that different.

This caused the world to open up to new horizons, as humans basically forgot all their internal racial struggles, as they realized they weren't the only sentient life. So, everything's just breezy. Sure, the world is still fucked economically and people are still dumb when it comes to arguing about politics they barely understand-

"But hey, at least we don't gotta worry about blowing up in our sleep. I-" Sans realized he had just comleted the Author's thought. Which made the Author feel kinda pissy. You can tell because I- ehem THE AUTHOR. Wrote "pissy" in big, bold, italicized, underlined, letters.

PISSY.

After a brief beg of forgiveness to his God, Sans continued on.

Soon, he came upon a small, quaint, and familiar place that had recently been opened in town. "Grillby's." He said proudly with a smile. "Wonder how ol' Grillby is holdin' up." Sans then walked in to the establishment, and was greeted by a slew of various humans and monsters, including a small, white dog, who had jumped atop his head.

"Hey Sans!" "Yo, Sans!" "Whadup Sans?" "Oh hey! That guy!"

Grillby smiled as he gestured towards a seat on the bar that said "reserved." Sans smiled and sat, Grillby cleaning out a glass as he eyeballed the skeleton. "So, Sans my boy. Whatcha been up to?" He asked, with a typical bartender-like drawl.

Sans simply chuckled. "Oh nothing, just, y'know, hanging around. I'm still the same lazy, old bag of bones I've always been."

"Oh? Normally I would agree but, I don't." Grillby said flatly. "Excuse my bluntness, but, you seem off... maybe it's not in your tone, per say, but your expression says it all."

"Heh, I've been uh.. rather "bonesome," I guess."

"No... you don't feel "bonesome." Or lonsome, I might add." He chuckled. "That was a good one. However, you just seem...... like you're weary of what's to come. Come on Sans, be honest with me. We're friends, right?"

"Yeah."

"Friends are supposed to be open with each other, right?"

"Yeah..."

"So, why don't you tell your pal Grillby what's really troubling you?"

Sans gave a shaky sigh. "Because... you wouldn't understand..." Sans said simply. "No.. I have to carry this burden alone.. because I know I'm the only one who's gonna be able to stop what's going to happen-" Sans banged the counter.

"E v e n  i f  I  h a v e  t o  b r e a k  m y  p r o m i s e . . ."

Suddenly, the whole bar was quiet, and Sans got up. "Here's a buck for your troubles, pal. You know your food just goes right through me anyways... so I'll just make like a tree.. and leaf." He sighed, seeing everyone was too tense to laugh, and just left.

...

"AND NOW, WATCH! AS THE GREAT PAPYRUS BAFFLES YOU WITH A DEATH DEFYING, GROUNDBREAKING, ACROBATIC STUNT!!!!!" Papyrus shouted out before he cartwheeled over a tiny pebble. "NYEH HEH HEH! I AM VICTORIOUS!"

The small group of kids he was entertaining were clapping for him, and he smiled brightly. One of them got up and came over. The small child handed him a hand-drawn photograph of him, holding a sword and shiled, with a horned helmet atop his head, and plated armor that said "Royal Guard," in childish font.

He stared down upon the image and smiled warmly. "THANK YOU, HUMAN." He said as he pat the child on the head. "IT REALLY... WARMS MY BONES..." He said before he stood up and smiled wide once more. "WELL, I SHALL BE OFF NOW, BUT FEAR NOT, I WILL RETURN SOON, IN THE NEAR FUTURE. AND NOW, I GO!" He said just before jumping out of the window, which was luckily open, into his sports car, and drove off.

As he drove, his car answered a Bluetooth call on his smart phone, which he absolutely loved. "MOBILE VEHICLE OF THE GRRRREAT PAPYRUS! PAPYRUS SPEAKING!"

"Yeah hi, I'll get the large Pepperoni with pineapple and extra cheese."

"SANS! I'M NOT THE PIZZA GUY!"

"So?"

"SO I'M NOT DELIVERING PIZZA."

"Guess I better cancel the order."

"WHAT? DID YOU ORDER PIZZA AND ASSUME I WOYLD GO PICK IT UP, SANS?"

"...maybe."

"OH MY GOD."

"It's not a big deal, I can just-"

"THAT MEANS PERFECTLY GOOD SAUCE WAS WASTED ON A PIZZA THAT HAS NO HOME!"

"...oh god what have I-"

"THAT SAUCE COULD HAVE BEEN JUST AS EASILY BEEN USED FOR SPAGHETTI!!!"

"I think I'm gonna hang up-"

"NO!! I AM TALKING TO-"

*(click)

"SANS? SANS?! SANS?!?!?!?!11@1??-?!?-?"

"OH FORGET IT!"