Catolog of a Fanfiction Author

RWBY & Undertale: Sans

I've read a few Undertale/RWBY fanfics before, most Sans ones and most of them were enjoyable. This was a test for a story I had wated to do but quicly lost interest after time so I'm putting it here so it can see the light of day.

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"Soooo, your brother," Ruby said as she and Weiss walked toward the cafeteria.

"Yes, what about him?" Weiss questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"He doesn't really act like you."

"In what way?" Weiss asked, a dangerous undertone lining her voice.

"Ugh, uh, just not as uh...rich?" Ruby fumbled awkwardly.

Weiss sighed, "Yes, I suppose you are correct."

Ruby looked pensive for a moment, "Is uh there a reason or..."

"He simply acts the way he acts." Weiss said, her voice showing fond exasperation, "Sans is an oddity in the Schnee family. All my life he's been different even when in lessons with Father he was always sleeping and Father got onto him for it but eventually Father just stopped trying. Sans has never cared for our name, he even gave up his status as heir for me."

"Wait really?!"

Weiss nodded, "Yes, he just gave it up. Like no big deal. It confused me then and still does today. I've no idea why he'd do such a thing."

Ruby giggled, "That rhymed."

Weiss stopped and then groaned, "So it did."

The two finally entered the cafeteria and took their places in line. A few minutes later they walked toward the table team RWBY shared with JNPR.

Yang and Blake were already sitting at the table talking to JNPR, well Yang was Blake was buried in her book. Nora and Yang were talking animatedly about 'guns' there arms on the table flexed and muscles bulging. Jaune and Pyrrha were speaking quietly about something else and Sans...Sans was sleeping.

Weiss sat down next to her twin and glanced at the empty space in front of him. No tray whatsoever, this would not do.

Weiss grabbed Sans' arm and shook violently.

Ruby looked at her with shock.

She stopped and Sans yawned, his eyes creaking open and the lazy grin returning to his face, "Hey'a sis, what's up?" he asked with a small yawn.

"You haven't eaten," Weiss said concisely and to the point.

Sans glanced down at the table, no food tray in sight, and looked back to Weiss, "Eh, wasn't feeling it. 'Sides I ate a few hours ago."

"You used the hotdog stand didn't you," Weiss said accusatory. Her words got the attention of several people including Yang and Nora.

"Perhaps, perhaps not. Why? Want'in a dog?" He asked somehow presenting a hotdog with ketchup already on it to her. Where he got it she had no clue and just never questioned it anymore.

"No, simply wondering if you actually ate anything. I still have no clue how you got those carts past Father nor how you got a license to sell those."

Sans simply shrugged before nearly inhaling the hotdog in his hand, bun and all with barely a sign of chewing.

"You gotta teach me how to do that, bone man!" Nora yelled from her place.

"Meh, it's all in the throat muscles," Sans replied while closing his eyes.

"No sleeping, Sans," Weiss said.

"What am I under a-rest?"

"AYYYY!" Yang hollered after Sans pun.

"That was gods awful Sans, even for you."

"I'll take that as a-" Sans pulled a ketchup bottle out of his coat,"-condiment."

Weiss growled before it morphed into disgust as Sans drank directly from the ketchup bottle, "That is not meant for drinking, Sans."

He opened his right eye to glance at her, "You've said that before but I can't tell if you're speaking Valean or not."

"I am speaking Valean!" Weiss yelled.

"Are you? Huh, I suppose the language isn't very valiant then."

"SANS!"

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Gotta love those Sans-sational puns.