Sans

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An extremely smaller skeleton, compared to Papyrus, opened the door. He's wearing a white t-shirt with gray sweatpants and pink, fuzzy slippers.
"hello." He says.
"Hi. I brought Papyrus here home from karaoke tonight. He got drunk again." As if on cue, Papyrus starts singing 'Pop Goes the Weasel' again. You let out a frustrated sigh. You've had enough of that song to last a lifetime.
His brother just chuckles and picks Papyrus up with his magic.
"come on in."
You do so, closing the door behind you.
"so.. what's your name?"
"[Y/N or Rosanne]"
"cool. i'm sans. sans the skeleton." He closes what you presumed to be Papyrus's door and comes down the stairs. "it's nice ta meet ya." He offers a hand for you to shake. You accept by grabbing his hand.
pppppppbbbbbbbbbffffffffftttttttt...
"Was that...... A whoopee cushion...... in your hand?" You say, still holding his hand in yours.
He lets go and shows you his hand. Sure enough, there's a whoopee cushion in it. "yep."
You couldn't hold the laugh you didn't know you were holding in any longer. Sans just chuckled while you laughed like a hyena. You haven't laughed like that since Frisk decided to prank you using the traditional 'water in a bucket that was propped on top of the slightly open door' prank. You later pulled a prank on them that same night. He (frisk is a boy in this story) was sleeping and you decided to put whipped cream in his slightly open hand and tickle his nose with a feather. When he realised what you did, you two couldn't help ut laugh.
As you start to sober from laughing, Sans asks you if you need a ride home.
"Na. I live right across the street." You say.
"huh. okay. thanks for bringing paps home."
"No problem." You say as you shut the door and head across the street. When you got in bed, you looked at your alarm clock and see that it's two in the morning. You sigh. Knowing your going to have only four hours of sleep in order to wake up on time, you quickly fall into the blackness of slumber.

The gray walls of the alley surround you as a black figure stands above you. Your clothes are in a nearby dumpster. You start to cry as the figure above you laughs.
He says "Stop crying kitten. Or you'll be hurt even worse than last time~"
"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!!!!!!!" You shout.
He hums as he thinks about it. "I want.............................




















YOU."

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