Sans and Papyrus have served the Gremory Family for years after moving from Snowdin to move on from the death of their unknown father, one which Sans calls "G." Sans, specifically, has served Rias as her loyal pawn for years on end, lazing around...
"Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe."
-Albert Einstein
==Chapter Start==
Sans: 'God damn it. Okay, it's...' He checked his phone. 'X! Gaster? What could he want from me now?'
FakeDad
FakeDad - Please come to the studio. I want to shoot some scenes, and the Classic we're using got sick, so we need you to come over.
sans - k.
FakeDad - Make sure to bring a few chocolates. Some of the kids miss you. Especially that cute girl that's super clingy to you from one of the Storyshift AUs ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
sans - we're just friends
FakeDad - Boo, you don't make this fun -'д'-
sans - how the hell do you guys do that?
FakeDad - Sci
sans - should've guessed honestly.
sans - whatever, i'll be there in a minute or two
Sans took a deep breath before rubbing his head.
Sans: "You know what? I'll take this. Considering time seems to slow down or act according to how I want it to... I could have a little break. Yeah, maybe I can get a massage and relax a bit."
Opening a portal, he sent a quick text to the alternate versions of him that were downstairs about how he was gonna be gone for a bit before opening a portal.
Sans: "I hope nothing bad happens. I already have enough shit I have to deal with. I don't need more."
Taking a step, he was being sent across time and space to wherever the hell the studio was in Omega Timeline, the one peaceful place in the multiverse.
Studio
After finally getting clearance from the Underverse Police (Epic, great guy), Sans took a nice stretch before a sigh escaped his lips, the effects of time-shifting around him finally easing on his mind as he looked around.
Sans: "Ah, the studio looks just as how I remembered it. I wonder if they still have that awesome hot cocoa."
Before he could make it ten steps in, he felt someone tackle hug him as a boisterous laugh escaped their lips.
Swap: "Mwehehehe! I finally found you lazy me!"
Sans turned around, to see what almost looked like an exact copy of him, but more in style to what Papyrus would have worn.
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