Just One Night

Project

Sans trudged back to the apartment, keeping to the shadows to avoid being detected. He had enough of fighting for the day, his magic levels were low otherwise he would have just teleported home. Unfortunately, he had to take care of the bodies which took a little more planning than he actually wanted to deal with. He let the Gaster Blaster blow the bodies to nothing more than dust, the only thing remaining was the scent of burned flesh and freshly spilt blood.

He sighed realizing that those punks weren't the only ones who would be around to threaten Frisk. He knew that he was going to be a target seeing as he was smaller than most creatures. 5'4 definitely wasn't tall enough for him to intimidate anyone, but it came with its perks. Most people mistook him for being weak and powerless, but oh did he take great pleasure in proving them wrong.

He smiled wickedly at the remembrance of fear on the the man's face as he impaled bones in his tender flesh, the way he crawled away as if he would find salvation if he could only reach the roadside, but most of all he remembered the look in the man's eye as he finally realized his imminent death.

He slipped back into his apartment with relative ease seeing as the security guard was fast asleep at the front door. He took the stairs up to the third floor, fished his keys out of his pocket and hurried inside. He made sure the front door was shut and locked before stripping down in the entryway and rushing over to the washing machine they had just recently got. He threw his clothes in haphazardly and started the machine up before quietly sneaking into their bathroom, not wanting to wake Frisk.

He stepped into the shower, ready to wash off the blood coating his bones. While he had definitely enjoyed ending their pathetic lives, he didn't want to risk Frisk finding out anything about his crimes. It wasn't his first time killing and after tonight he was sure it would not be his last.

He made quick work of washing his bones, seeing as he had no flesh to really worry about scrubbing and shaving. He stepped out and slid on a pair of gym shorts before curling up in the bed with Frisk. Her eyes fluttered softly before giving him a questioning gaze, he murmured an excuse about spilling ketchup on his clothes and taking a quick shower. She seemingly bought it as her eyes closed and she merely pulled him into her side. She rested her head against his ribs and he softly stroked her hair lulling her to sleep.

'If only she knew, would she still look at me with that same adoration? That her boyfriend was a killer, a murderer...
How could she not see me as the monster that I truly am? God, I'd never hurt her, but would she still see it that way if she knew I killed in cold blood?'

He let himself relax and found himself falling into a troubled sleep.

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By the time Sans woke up Frisk was long gone, no doubt at work. He sighed softly and sat up slowly. His bones were a little sore, so he took the day to just rest his weary bones.

He moved to the living room, relaxing in the recliner and flipping through channels when he noticed something odd on the news. There on the screen was Frisk giving a cold stare directly into the camera. He immediately turned up the volume.

"-o the monsters have been nothing but polite and understanding about this whole situation. We urge you to open your hearts and minds to the concept of co-existing. They may look different than you and I but they have a soul just like all of us. They were forced underground by our ancestor's greed and brutality many eons ago. They just want to live aboveground, to raise their child, pursue careers, to have a life not shrouded in darkness. Thank you for your time."

He watched as she turned stiffly and abruptly walked off the platform and the camera cut to a blonde woman in a black pantsuit giving her commentary of the interview. He didn't miss the derogatory lilt in the reporter's voice as she began to criticize monsters. The same excuses left her mouth as the men's from last night. How the monsters would only harm them, steal their children, and force them all under their spell.

He turned off the television and stood up from his recliner. Grabbing his cell phone he dialed the familiar number and waited until a stuttering Alphys picked up.

"Hey, Al. I need a favor. Get dressed and be down in the lab in half an hour, ok?" He asked politely, but his tone told her how serious the situation was.

He heard her stutter an agreement before he hung up. He went ahead and folded the laundry he had started last night, putting it up. Yes, he had been doing more chores while Frisk was out at work, it was the least he could do in his mind. He only wanted her to relax when she came home, not add any additional stress. He spent the rest of his time waiting on Alphys by eating some leftover hotdogs.

After he finished eating, he teleported to the lab and startling a very apprehensive dinosaur. Alphys settled down after after moment, but the fierce look in her eyes told him just how serious she was taking this.

"Alphys, You know Frisk and I are doing our best to have a peaceful resolution with the humans."

She nodded but looked at him quizzically, "Yes I understand, but if that's the case why are you here?"

He gave her a smug grin, "Well, I need a favor from the greatest scientist around. I need you to help me make a cloaking device."

Alphys stared up at him in shock and confusion, "What do you mean a cloaking device? Sans just what have you gotten yourself into?"

He shook his head, "Al, you really don't want to know. But we need to get to work on making a cloaking device. If we're actually able to pull this off then it will be easier to try and slip into a human lifestyle and try to rally our allies. What better way to start then get the ball rolling yourself?"

She still looked uncertain and shifting between one foot to the next. He sighed not wanting to reveal his whole plan just yet, but if it would garner her support, he'd just have to suck it up.

"Look Al, there's more to it than that but you absolutely must swear it to secrecy. If anyone found out about this project then we will make ourselves traitors in the eyes of the humans, but you must understand this is absolutely necessary."

Alphys took a seat motioning for Sans to occupy the empty seat across from her. He sat down and with a little prying, they started discussing what had been going on in the surface and the plan he had for using a concealment device.

"Look, Sans, I can't promise that this will work. We will have to have enough energy to even power the device, and while your own monster energy should be enough, we're going to need a stronger power to use as a catalyst."

His eyes narrowed slightly, "The only other people who have a strong enough energy are Gaster and Frisk.."

She nodded, "Yes. If we were to get the machine booted up, we'd have to extract Frisk's determination. But for now, if you're absolutely certain this is necessary, let's focus on building the actual equipment. We can get the energy later, but you must tell her."

He agreed solemnly. He knew this would work. It had too, for the sake of all monsters.