After Sans arrived inside his house he saw his uncle sitting in the chair in front on the door. Sans stared at him with confusion "Is there something wrong?" Gaster teleported to be in front and staring down at Sans. He formed a hand into a fist, Sans noticed the movement and flinched. "We both know that you should not be using magic, what foolish reason did you use it for?" Sans avoided making eye contact with his uncle
"Eh didn't feel like walkin home." Sans shrugged. His uncle brought a fist up and quickly brought it down with a deep breath.
"If you pull this shit one more time you're going to regret it." Gaster said as he angrily walked off. As he left Sans gave off a shaky breath. Damn his uncle was scary. He could've just told his Gaster the truth but he'd look weaker than he already was. Sans decided to go to the fridge to chow down on ketchup.
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Sans woke up to his alarm clock buzzing and groaned. He then walked over to the toilet and vomited his non existent guts out. He was really getting tired of this, did he really have to go through this? It's not like he even wanted a kid, then again his uncle had been going crazy about them being the only two skeletons in the underground. Sans couldn't think of ever forgiving his uncle for what he'd done. He just wished that this was all a dream. But no, he had to go through this. Well it's not like he was blaming the child. It's not like they did anything, the didn't exactly choose to be here so Sans guessed he'd just have to keep pressing on.
Sans was then quickly reminded of school. When he turned over to the clock he groaned. How was he already 30 minutes late? Gaster was sure to be upset. Oh well.
