Heroic Souls (Undertale x BNHA crossover)

alcohol and the consequences Part 7

Time skip to after school

Sans POV:

I collapsed in my bed, Yamada's class was so... loud. I didn't think English class would be literal English i thought that it was like Language arts or something like that but naww it's just how to pronounce words and shit. I'm already fluent in English so I slept through that class along with science. I know almost everything I need to know because of my research with Gaster at the lab like 17 years ago.  That conversation about Pap was interesting though I will have to keep up that string of lies for a while.

 Guess that he's 21 now that's cool. I snickered that this lying was a strong suit of mine. Shin got his new schedule and said that he was going to sleep but I bet ya 20 bucks that he's up playing games or something. I got out my blue headphones and my phone and just began watching some shows on Netflix, there are almost none of the shows that I was into when I was with Alphys in the lab so I just opted for some anime called 'Magi' it was the only show that I was familiar with. About 5-6 hours passed it was like 3 in the morning so I decided to try to sleep, I put on my playlist and just stared at the ceiling. with Bo Burnham  playing on repeat time flew by quickley,

10 minutes, 20 minutes, 30, 40...ok it's been an hour I'm not falling asleep. Maybe I can find some coffee. As I exited the room the floor creaked under my footsteps making me stop I my tracks to make sure that I hadn't woken anyone up, when I had concluded that they were still asleep I continued to make my way to the kitchen passing by Shinsou's door and decided that yes he was actually asleep witch wasn't that surprising in the case that we have school tomorrow and he's getting to go to 1A. when I reached the dining room when I noticed a glass cabinet with different types of alcohol. I'm honestly surprised that I hadn't noticed that before judging by the fact that it was almost right next to the TV.

I walked over to look inside and saw it was mostly whisky, vodka, wine, and sweet fruity ones. I slowly opened the glass double doors and pulled out some blue drink called 'Smirnoff vodka'. It was the only smaller bottle in there. So I quickly and quietly rearranged the cabinet to look like nothing had changed and shut the doors. Though I still don't know this body's alcohol tolerance so I got up and went to the kitchen and got a glass of water and made myself some toast with

ketchup don't ask, it's something I have grown to like. After this, I tiptoed back to my room and shut the door wincing at the small squeak that it had made, once I had closed the door to the room I set the plate that had the toast and the glass of water down on the bedside table and turned on the small lamp that sat on my desk sitting down in the swivel chair and putting the small bottle on the table.

(trigger warning?)

I swiftly twisted the lid and ripped the protective paper and taking off the lid, I brought the bottle up to my lips and tilted my hand causing the liquid to run over my tongue and down my throat, the taste burned on my tongue and sent an odor into the air that I would have to clear later.  I could feel the jolt of the vodka as it entered my system and the forming headache as I drank more of it, almost a quarter of the way done when I brought my hand back to breathe and

inspected the symptoms of the beverage. one the drink didn't taste that good too begin with just basic Vodka, two I am gaining a migraine and feel a little like throwing up, three I'm kinda shaky and I feel like I'm falling, that's pretty much it for the physical effects but the fear and sadness about the fact that I will never see Papyrus and my friends consumed me and I felt the silent tears run down my face and drop on the desk in front of me as I rested my head in my hands that I had folded and set on the table,