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The icon had changed when I woke up the next morning. The '7' had turned into a '6', and now I was worried it was some kind of countdown. To what, I don't know, but I trusted Sans not to destroy the world that we'd all worked so hard to fix.

The next day, it had changed into a '5', confirming my countdown theory. I was still a bit worried about what might happen when it reached '0', but it couldn't be anything bad... right?

It clicked over to '4' this morning, but I didn't notice. I'd started panicking about the whole countdown thing the previous night and ended up having nightmares about all the horrible things Chara might have done to the characters in the Genocide route and what might happen if I'm forced to 'RESET' my game. A Nice Cream made a soft thud on my desk again, and once again, I carefully unwrapped it and took a bite. This one was defiantly banana, caramel and chocolate, even though the packet said Banoola, Tafet and Choclo. Inside was another message. This one just said '(An illusion of a hug)'. It made me feel a bit better, even though I swear I could feel someone hugging me.

On day '3', I hadn't managed to get to my computer at all until about 5 o'clock in the afternoon. When I opened it, I glanced down at the Undertale icon before looking up any information about the origin of Undertale and to see if anyone else had experienced Sans or any other character talk directly to them. So far, there was nothing.

Day '2'. I was really starting to panic now. I hadn't found anything online, and I found myself looking up silly things to keep me distracted, but always found myself back on something to with the Undertale fandom. I didn't sleep all that well that night.

'1'. It was the last day of the countdown. By now, I was fully panicking. I clicked on the Undertale logo repeatedly, then I'd distract myself with a movie or something, but I'd always be watching the little blue heart. I ended up calling out to Sans, over and over again, as loudly as possible without waking anyone up or getting noise complaints from the neighbours. I didn't sleep at all. I stayed up for as long as I possibly could, but the little '1' didn't change. Eventually, I fell asleep at my desk.

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I woke to what felt like someone petting my head. I was warm, which was weird considering I fell asleep with just my pyjamas to keep me warm. I moved slightly, aiming to stretch my spine out after leaning over my desk the whole night. When I did, a blanket fell off my shoulders and I noticed I was also wearing my slippers and a jumper.

> "Morning sleepy bones."

I shot up, looking frantically at my screen. When I saw Sans' usual Comic Sans font written across my screen and my Undertale logo back to normal, I began to cry.

> "Woah there Kiddo! You're - You're not crying are you?"

I couldn't answer, so I just sniffed and shook my head, more tears falling as I did.

> "What's wrong? Are you sick? Does something hurt?"

"I- I thought you were all gonna die!" I wailed out, trying to be a coherent as possible and failing miserably. Sans' eye sockets went wider than usual.

> "Why would you think that?"

"There- there was this count down thing an-and it wouldn't open and you... you disappeared and you wouldn't come back. I thought it was broken. I thought maybe you didn't want to exist inside this world, so you were gonna make me start again and make it better and I- I- I'm so sorry if I made it bad."

> "Oh god (Name). I'm sorry. I wasn't planning anything like that. I just wanted to give you a break to think about everything. I kinda just appeared out of nowhere and I thought it might have freaked you out, so I made the icon into a countdown so you'd know when to expect me. Guess I should'a explained that huh?"

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