~In Sans' bedroom~
"Sans?", Said Papyrus.
"Yea?".
"I-I need to tell you something...", He said nervously.
"What is it little bro?".
"What if I never get in to the Royal Guard?"
-Sans was afraid he would say this-
"I am sure you will someday...", Sans was starting to sweat.
"Are you okay Sans?", Papyrus said.
"Uhm... yeah... just a little hungry. Could you make me some spaghetti?", Sans was not really hungry.
"Uhm, sure!"
~Papyrus left the room~
-Sans turned on 'The Mettaton Show!'-
*Sighs*, "He is never gonna get in the Royal Guard... but I do not know how to tell him..."
