A: Alright, video. . . done! Now for the third part!
B: Son, get down here! It's time for lunch!
A: Coming!
A comes out of his room.
Sans opens his eyes.
Sans: jesus christ. my head hurts.
Sans: rule number one. never sleep next to someone's house.
Sans looks around the room.
Sans: unless they're a nice person.
Sans checks the owner's laptop.
Sans: some kind of video editing?
Sans: damn, i feel way older now.
Sans: i should escape nonetheless.
Sans: i'm still wanted around the world.
Sans opens the door but sees the owner.
Sans closes and locks the door on the owner.
Sans: welp, i'm screwed.
Owner: Hey, can I get in? You're in my room.
Sans: uhhhhh what room?????
Owner: I know I like to joke on videos but now is not the time!
Sans: fine, i'll let you in. but don't say i didn't warn ya.
Sans opens the door and the owner gets in the room.
Owner: Thanks, Sans cosplayer. I just want to take my phone-
Sans: wait i know you. you're that guy holding a camera who asked for directions!
3: Well, duh. Why else would I let you in my room?
Sans: wait. did you say i'm a cosplayer?
3: Obviously, you look perfect to be a sans. Too perfect.
Sans: hold on, you said a sans. there's more of me?
3: Did you lose your memory or something?
Sans: come on, kid. if i was a sans, how could i know my name?
3: Because I told you you're a sans?
3: Seriously, what's your real name if you didn't lose your memory?
Sans: my name is Sans. Sans the skeleton.
3: There is absolutely no way a skeleton could talk in the real world.
Sans: the what.
3: i'm gonna call the police-
Before 3 calls the police, Sans shoots the phone with a bone.
Sans: don't.
3: Okay. . . what the frick?
3: You're actually the sans? The comedian?
Sans: yeah? is there anyone else that looks like me?
Sans: can i uh stay with you for a bit? i'm kinda getting chased by the police.
3: sure, you can. but don't get in the way of the videos.
Sans: also, do you have other clothes?
3: Right at the closet downstairs?
3: Eh, you'll find it by yourself.
3: I should tell my mom about the skeleton in our house.
3: . . . Do you have a phone?
Sans pulls out a phone.
Sans: i stole it without knowing. here you go.
Sans: before you go downstairs, what's your name?
King: Name is King. Or just call me 124.
Sans; thanks, 124
Sans: how long did i slept for.
King: 8 days.
Sans: heh, new world record.
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Undertale: Emotion Control (Sans X IRL Crossover)
FanfictionAfter the events of a genocide run, Sans somehow gets out of the game and finds himself in the real world. As Sans was perplexed at first, he finds a few human friends along the way where one of them was known as their tech destructions. Will Sans...
