Alphys tugged you around the hallways, stopping to show you important classes and wear the restrooms and other things were. You didn't think the school was this big! Your eyes scan around and look all around the school's walls. A loud bell rings and Alphys' eyes widen before she drags you away to the first block the two of you shared.
-Sans-
Sans had been in his first block and he was already bored. He rose his hand and cleared his throat. The teacher looked up shakily, "Y-Yes Sans?" Sans rolled his eyes, he hated when people were afraid of him, "Yo, I gotta use the restroom." The teacher sighed happily and allowed him out of the class room, grateful. Sans stuffed his hands into his hoodie and walked to the men's restroom. It was full of smoke, "Flowey..." There was shuffling and a figure stepped out of the smoke, a fag hanging from his lips (a cigarette ). Sans grinned at him and held his bony hand out. Flowey shuffled in his bag and pulled out another fag, he handed it to Sans. He lit it and began to smoke it, "S'been a while..." He mumbled to Flowey, the other nodded and they smoked in silence.
-Papyrus-
Papyrus neatly copied the notes from the bored, his eyes flicking to Mettaton. Mettaton turned back to him and winked. The skelebrid blushed and looked down at his paper that now had a small heart sketch. Mettaton smiled to himself. There was the sound of a pencil breaking in half and angry mumbling.
-???-
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Chapter 3
Who is '???' :000
