~Geno Sans
Now the thing about Ink and Dream and Swap Sans was that they were in this group thing called the 'Star Sanses' or whatever. Basically, help each other out when needed and called upon. I didn't care about this though, let them have fun or whatever.
When we hanged out Fresh was looking around at me Error and Ink almost as if he was trying to figure something out. During that time I was staring at him hard, drawing his proportions in my journal, also writing down along the way what he was doing with us. When I was done I put my journal into my hoodie pocket and I saw Fresh staring at me staring at him. I immediately looked away and said that I needed to go again, Ink getting more confused and Error saying alright.
When I was writing notes on how to make the body for him, I fell asleep at the notes, holding my pen that I was using to take the notes. When I woke up I saw that Fresh was here AGAIN, but he was beyond me, looking at Inks, Errors, Fells, Sci's, Dreams, Nightmares, Crosses, Dusts, Lusts, and Underswaps notes this time, ahead of me, which meant that he saw me at the notes I was writing.
Shoot. Well he found out I was the one taking them. He then moved onto the Sanses notes I considered, and sorted, Into the "Parasite pile". Basically things like him, with the ability to possess Sans.
There was this guy named Kazoo in the notes, and of course, the Flowey that possessed Sanses. Now there was this weird girl-Sans named Sage, I don't even know what to put her in so I just put her in that category. I took notes on almost everyone I met, finding out their weaknesses, strengths, whatnot, so if things got out of hand I'd know how to defeat them.
He looked at me one last time before he left, me pretending I was still asleep. When he left I scrambled up from my desk, and of course, started writing about Freshes curiosity, how it gets the best of him. I don't care if he sees what I'm doing really. Just as long as he doesn't use it against me.
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FanfictionPaps has died even though the human chose to be on the pacifist route. How? Sans tries to figure it out, but is surprised greatly at his findings. And what he has become in the process of trying to survive. Art not mine, also this is kinda an in-b...
