S K E L E B R O S

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You open the purple doors to find you and Frisk shivering. It was freezing out there!

You closed the door, and quickly went through the bag you brought. How you knew it was going to get cold, you didn't have a clue.

You pulled out a sweater and a hoodie, and handed the sweater to Frisk, who took it gladly.

You put on the (F/C) hoodie, and flipped the hood upwards, to cover your, now red, ears. You started to usher your sibling forwards, trudging through the... snow? Underground? How in the world?

Anyway, you focused on leading Frisk to safety. Hopefully there was a friendly monster like Toriel. It had been just five minutes since you last saw her, and you already missed her.

You and Frisk stepped over a rather large and sturdy branch, and continued walking. All of a sudden... Crack!

You quickly look behind you, seeing nobody, but...

The branch had snapped in two.

You start running, holding Frisk's hand, and you stop at a wooden structure, looking forward, and seeing a tall figure, stomping it's way in your direction.

You were cornered.

"two humans? guess this one's different," the figure spoke, well under his breath.

"Humans."

Oh dear God, no.

"Don't you know how to greet a new pal? Turn around and shake my hand."

You quickly turn and meet the hooded monster's request, reaching your hand out to meet his.

Pbbbbbbfffftttt.

You burst out laughing, bringing your hand to your face, and Frisk followed suite.

"The old whoopee-cushion in the hand trick. It's always funny."

The figure removed his hood, revealing his face, that was slightly dusted in blue. He looked at you with glowing white orbs in his eyes, seeming to be pupils. His mouth was curved into a toothy grin, that twitched when he spoke.

"I'm Sans. Sans the Skeleton. And you are?"

"I'm (Y/N). And this is my sibling, Frisk," you replied, your laughter dying down.

"I'm supposed to capture the both of you, but I don't really feel like it. Now my brother, he's a human hunting FANATIC!"

You chuckle nervously at his words.

"I think that's him over there. Just walk through this gate-thing."

"Really?"

"Yeah, just go right through. Paps made the spaces too big, anyways."

You, once again, do what he says, holding Frisk close. Hopefully Papyrus is as friendly as this 'Sans' is.

"Quick behind this- oh. Um," Sans stopped, a seemingly embarrassed look on his face. You could only tell from his eyes.

"There's two. Of you..."

"Yes. There is," you say.

Awkward silence fills the air. A sudden yell quickly replaces it.

"SANS!" You avert your gaze to the source of the noise. It seems to be a skeleton, probably Sans' brother.

"ARE THOSE...?" He gasps. "TWO HUMANS? WOWIE! NOT ONLY WILL I JOIN THE ROYAL GUARD, BUT I'LL HAVE MORE POPULARITY THAN EVER BEFORE!" You smile, letting out an amused breath, seeing the fog brush your nose.

"HUMANS! PREPARE YOURSELVES FOR PUZZLES! JAPES! AND MY HANDSOMENESS, FOR YOU WILL SOON BE CAPTURED BY THE GREAT PAPYRUS," with that, he runs of with a loud "NYEHEHEHEHEH!"

"He's... really something," you say.

"Yep. That's my bro," Sans replies.

"We should get moving," you continue.

"That's a good idea, bucko." A nickname?

"Well... Bye for now."

"Yeah. See ya."

You walk forwards, passed what seemed to be a sentry station.

"Oh, one more thing!" You stop. "If you want to, please play along with Pap's shenanigans. It'd make him pretty happy if you do."

You gave Sans a warm-hearted smile. "Of course," you say, and with that, you continue trudging through the thick layers of snow.

*The icy, yet beautiful weather fills you with PERSEVERANCE

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