Untitled frisk x sans

Research

Sans decided he would take the scenic route today. Any other day he would just take his usual shortcut but today seemed like a good day to take in the scenery. He hadn't done this for a while. When he discovered his shortcuts, he started using them more and more and the scenery around him grew duller and duller. After so many years, the scenery hasn't changed much but its luster returned. 

The air turned into an oven as he entered the Hotland. Sans walked through the metal door to the laboratory. The room was dark, meaning he was the first one to arrive. He flicked on the lights and entered his code to open the inner lab door. 

A vending machine lit up the entry way. He fished around in his parka for a coin and slipped it into the coin slot. Out came a bag of chips. He grabbed it and went to his research desk in the next room. 

The computer whirred on and lit up the dark room. He set up his papers and book on the desk nearby. Sans flicked on the desk lamp and sat down. His research was all about alternate timelines. 

While he was entering some data, a news flash popped up in the corner. He sighed. "I don't know why I'm still subscribed to this...".  The news had been very depressing lately. The prince Asriel had been given a funeral, the queen Toriel had disappeared, and the king Asgore was desperate. The king had ordered in a new scientist. She was very nervous and he hardly ever saw her. She did her research on the other side of the lab. 

They swapped research once or twice. He caught her off guard one day carrying in a golden flower. Her ideas seemed to work and he had made a sample when she declared success. 

However, after this success, something began happening to the space-time continuum. He closed the news report and continued his reports. He typed feverishly. Something was wrong.

"No...no this can't be happening!" The timelines. They all of a sudden came to a stop. His research couldn't explain why this was happening. It was an anomaly. He thought about all the times he had deja vu recently and the strange dreams he'd been having. They were all the same setting, but the events were slightly different. There was also....a human.

Amidst his thought, the printer started up. Sans turned his head slowly. His eyes were wide and his left eye was glowing with blue flames. He got up and walked slowly towards it. The page slid out on to the floor. He bent over and picked it up. When he saw it, he dropped it and backed away slowly. 

On the page, written in code, was an image of the human from his dream.