(I thought of this last night. Enjoy this very short story!)
Gaster was standing above him. Below, hot boiling lava. No easy way out. His hand was getting weak hanging on to the black bar.
"Can we work something out?" Sans asked desperately. Gaster ignored him, having a strange look on his face.
"No, Sans." He was listening after all? Wait, this seems familiar. "I am your father!"
Sans sat straight up in his bed. Breathing hard, it took him a while to get a hold of his surroundings. Amusement and disappointment filled him. That had been the best dream he ever had.
(I don't know. I'm a dork.)
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The Chronicles of UNDERTALE
De Todo*TAKING REQUESTS* Has to be Undertale though... and no shipping please. I have another book for that. ;) ----------------------------------------------------------------- This is a book about Undertale, and all of it's AUs. I can write anything here...
