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"No, it's fine." He sighs before leaning back into the couch. "So.. The kid before you had.. A demon haunting her. Like, they would kill.. Everyone during some resets. And she wouldn't stop until everyone was gone. Toriel? She offered the demon help. It murdered her without a second thought. Papyrus?" His voice cracks a little. "He offered to.. To help it become a better person. It went in for a hug, then.. Stabbed him in the back. Undyne.. She put up a bit of a fight. I watched from a corner. The demon was oppressed for a while, then it began to learn her attacks, killing her soon after. There were a couple others. Mettaton, the Royal Guards.. Alphys managed to escape, though. The demon took some instant noodles from her fridge for some reason.'

"Then, the demon entered the judgement room. Since you don't know, before every human goes to sacrifice their soul to Asgore, I judge them. Decide if they should go easily, or if a bit of torture would be nice. For the demon.. I knew I couldn't let it get past me.. It had taken too many lives already. I had a plan.. I would stall it as much as possible, and if I got tired.. I just wouldn't move on my turn. It can't move if I don't. It learned my attacks after a couple hundred tries. The demon had exhausted me. I did nothing, as I had planned. I mocked it, taunted it even. It just.. Stared at me. Not showing any emotions at all. I pretended to fall asleep, to see what it would do. It moved the box. I watched in amazement. No one had ever done that before. It selected fight. I dodged it, like before. It fought again, aiming it's blow directly where I dodged to. I'm not sure what happened after that.. I think it killed Asgore. After that, the kid was never the same. Sometimes the demon came back, sometimes it didn't. After everything was finished, the demon would possess the kid, making her murder everything. So yeah. The demon was new, so.. I just don't trust new things." I sit in silence. Wow.. It sounds like he actually did have a viable reason to distrust me.

"Wow.. I'm sorry for assuming that you were.. Species-ist or something." He cracks a smile, still squeezing his ketchup packet.

"Do you want to.. Start over? Like, for real this time?" Sans smiles warmly.

"I'd love to." He gives the ketchup packet a squeeze, and smirks. "Let's ketchup on all the memories we missed."

"I mustard heard you wrong, did you just make a ketchup pun?" His grin widens.

"I'm going to relish this forgiveness." I smile.

"You know, I feel like our personalities really condiment each other." He bursts out in laughter, with me soon following.

"You're good at this," He says, still chuckling. "You might be able to offer me some challenge in a pun war."

"Tibia honest, I think my humerus puns could beat yours any day." He roars in laughter again. I sit there, smirking.

"Hey, bone puns are my thing!" I'm about to say a clever retort when the ketchup packet he was squeezing bursts, spraying red all over my kitchen. Sans looks stunned. I feign anger, though I can't stop from laughing.

"I just got this place!" I wheeze, keeling over in laughter. "Now I need to clean it already?" Sans begins to chuckle.

"Ok, sorry. Change of subject- what powers do you have?"

"Well, I can light up my hand and eye, teleport myself and others, as well as objects, and summon (F/C) and black bones, which I can move around. I can also summon these skull-laser-blaster things." Sans looks alarmed.

"You have Gaster Blasters, too?"

"What are Gaster Blasters?"

"The skull lasers. Can you summon one of them?" I oblige, summoning a skull laser. Sans summons one identical to mine.

"How.. Why do you have it, too? Is it a skeleton thing?" He shakes his head.

"No- It's a Gaster thing. Not very many monsters have them; In fact, my brother and I have them because were created by Gaster.. I wonder why you have them."

"Yeah. That's weird." Sans stands up, looking distraught.

"I have to go. See you at supper." He offers me a half smile. I start to say goodbye, but he teleports away too quickly. I wonder what that was all about. I check the clock. It's only 4. Two more hours to go. I'm about to start up Dauntless again when the doorbell rings again.

"Greetings." It's Grillby. "I got you a phone made by Alphys herself. It's extremely high tech, and has my contact information. I'll let you know when I want you to start your shifts. I bought it, again, as thanks. The bar has been gaining popularity ever since the news got out that you're a performer." He hands me a grey, rectangular box. I hesitantly take it.

"Thanks, Grillby!"

"Don't mention it. Alphys gave it to me for free when she heard that you were arriving. She always feels obliged to make newcomers feel welcome." So.. A lady gives people free phones. That's good, I guess.

"Well, can you thank her for me? I really appreciate it."

"Of course. Well, I must be on my way. I'm sure you have things to do." He walks towards his vehicle, driving towards his bar. I open the box. The phone consists of a black case, with my name written in fancy font. The screen has a shine, and there's a sticky note on the front that says, 'Welcome to the Underground, (Y/N)! I would come to welcome you in person, but I have a patient that I need to treat. I hope you enjoy your new home! -Dr. Alphys.' I press the phone on, and am prompted to enter a password. I enter, '4264', because it spells '$@^$' if you convert it into symbols. I can always change it later- Right now, I just want to get back to my game. I unpause it, and land the killing blow to the behemoth.

"Finally," I groan. Swiftly, I glance at the clock. it's 5:30, so I should probably get ready. I detach myself from the couch, and star to prepare.

A/N: OMG!! I got 81 reads! Thank you guys sooooo much! So.. Just to be clear, (Y/N) and Sans are not siblings. The way I see it, Sans and Papyrus aren't even siblings; They were just the product of the same experiment. By the way, I lied. I'm not fully using the Game Theory way of looking at Sans and Papyrus. I'm using a different method. But yeah. SANS AND (Y/N) ARE NOT SIBLINGS!!! So yeah.. Bye, sin-sters! *Catchphrase in progress*q2

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