Beyond the Halls...

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(Sans' POV)
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"they were brothers forever, and friends even longer... the end..." I said, as I watched Papyrus fall asleep.

"*sigh* good night, pap..." I whispered, then I walked out of his room and into mine, and plopped down my uncovered, messy bed.

"what a day... yet again, we can't ignore this thing going on..." I mumbled, as I looked at the ceiling.

"but, i feel like there's something different...?" I wondered, still on my soft tone.

"ah, forget it! that's not as important, right...?? this won't get any different at all!" I said aloud, and now I almost realized that I woke Papyrus up, but to no avail, he's unbothered. I straighten myself up and go to sleep...

Right...

...now...

(Y/n's POV)
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We finally ate dinner! Toriel was just a tad bit late, but managed to get here. After dinner, we go straight to sleep.

~...~

Next morning, Toriel was nowhere to be found... again. Maybe she had some errands to do. Nevermind, I'll try to find out about something beyond the basement... or... not...?

"Arrrrgh!" I groaned loudly, Frisk came in.

"Oh? Having bad mornings again, sis?" She said, giggling. I looked at her with an annoyed face.

"Sis...?" She called me

"Hm?" I looked. She took a deep breath and asked

"Do you ever wonder about... beyond the halls in the basement...? Like, really... why did she refuse to let us go in there?" She asked...

"That was... for protection. Maybe she've experienced taking care of children before, and..." I stopped, and then for a moment-

"You'll understand when you're older... alright?" I said.

"Ok... I'm getting older, am I?' she joked.

"Heh... Hahaha! Frisk, you little puns-ter!!" I laughed. Frisk was trying to do a tippy toe to match my height, but sadly failed.

...

"Hey, other than beyond the halls... why don't we stroll around the Ruins for a bit...?" I asked. Frisk nodded, her face bright as ever.

Both of us went outside her house and walked for a little bit. I brought my laptop to make some music.

"(Y/n), maybe you shouldn't bring your laptop along..." Frisk said

"Don't worry. I'm just going to make music. I'll still be gentle..." I said, sitting down on a large rock.

There I started, making a track, layer by layer. My work for this music was as long as 20 minutes... or more... then... done! I exported the music file.

I let it play by the room, for me and Frisk to hear...

One monster started popping out of nowhere, maybe he's hearing my music. Now, he started humming a bit of a tune, he also started dancing!

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