Nightmare only left for a little bit. He wanted some alone time wandering through the ashes of his past home. He needed some time to think. When he was finally home what he finds shocks him. (I don't really want to write any more as it kinda spoils the story) (Bad Title art by me )

-I DO NOT OWN UT OR SONGS OR PICS USED- Sans the Skeleton is the Royal Judge. Secretly the Strongest Monster of the Underground. But publically and due to his HP, he's also the weakest Monster of the Underground. He's the older brother to Papyrus. A Dunkle to Frisk and Asriel. He's the funniest monster of the Underground. He brings smiles to almost everyone he sees. He helps everyone. He's there when the cloud are their darkest gray. He's there when there is no lights with Papyrus. He always smiles. Yet almost no one knows how much the laughing skeleton has through. They don't know what he hides through his smile. Through his laugh. Through his puns. It slowly untangles when the Underground is free. The surface finally their place to live with humanity. Soon Frisk is determined to help her Dunkle Sans. Soon enough Frisk finds a new hall. A broken one. A Broken Hall of Memories. Sans's memories.

Empty. That was the only way to describe the place Error found himself in. It wasn't the anti-void, no. It was something different. Being in here made Error feel like he was doing something terrible. His mind was screaming at him to turn around and get out of here. But his body kept on moving forward. Why? Was it curiosity? Or something entirely different? Now looking back on it, it was obviously the cries of a child.

(Picture and characters do not belong to me, they belong to their respectful owners.) Error is the destroyer, Ink is the creator. Both Gods in their own right. They are the balance in their part of the Multiverse, making sure that neither goes to far and makes their Multiverse fall apart at the seams. If Error was able to destroy all the AU's, then there would be nothing left. The universe that they live in would just cease to exist with nothing to fill it up. That is why Ink is needed, to make sure that there is something to fill in those blank spaces, to make sure that there is life. If Ink was able to continue to create with no one to stop him or oppose him, then the AU's would collide and destroy one another. The universe would crumble and decay as they touch, as there is no more room to grow in. That is why Error is needed, to make sure that the AU's don't collide and kill one another, to make sure that there is room to grow in. Error knew this well, even with his spotty and vague memories. Ink did not. Error was broken and tired. He had nothing to live for in the end. He had no friends, no love to call his own, no family. No one wanted him around. He called for help, for anyone to save him from his own madness. But no one came. They left him in the Anti-Void, for the screams to over take him. So Error let go. He fell into the void to be scattered across time and space. No one would miss him. But he did not scatter, he traveled through time and space. Error landed in a new Multiverse. One where there was no Error. All AU's lived in balance in this universe. There was no creator who could not control himself and just create more and more. There was no destroyer who had to destroy. By the time Error's universe knew what they did wrong and the truth of the matter, their universe was falling apart and they had to get back Error to do his job. But they hit a big roadblock when they finally found Error. This universe would not let Error go without a fight.

(Cover was drawn by me!) The rain had felt so surreal to Classic as he laid among the field. Thick grey clouds rolled past as thunder rumbled in the horizon. Trees swayed as the breeze kicked up the loose leaves and carried them away. Everything felt so unreal as he looked to the surface world. He had finally made it, or so he had thought. One moment there was a peace of mind. The next they were captured by unknown origins. Sent to a facility, they only had each other. At least until they meet some of the other inhabitants. Monsters like themselves. With growing friendships, will both sides be capable in achieving future goals. One group wants to return home. The other wishes for freedom. Maybe their arrival to the new world was not a mistake. Just maybe they were capable of aiding their new found friends.

Eyeless Jack never had good luck. From a terrible past, to a terrible present, he's always struggled with getting a reason. A reason to smile, to continue, other than the basic premise of survival. His days were dull, boring, and ever so repetitive he found himself bored. Until, one day, he found something. Or someone, per say, to live for. (You x Undertale x Creepypasta, including Eyeless Jack x Sans. Yes, I know, another You fanfic, seriously I love this show, the perspective from the creepy dude is awesome and it's great to see it done in a dark show. Also, the cover is not mine! It is drawn by the amazing min_hayon on Wattpad, check them out!)

Sans wasn't fine. Certainly not after watching that. Not after that. Watching a murder, becoming paranoid and jumping when he even passed some trees, he was losing it. Sans was falling down into a pit of despair and even Papyrus couldn't save him. Until, well... He meets someone. Who has been through the shitty game of life before. And they'd be damned if they let him become what they've turned into. And they seem to know more than they're letting on. Is it just PTSD? Or is it something else? (Sans' House Guests rewrite, same premise but completely different events! Crossover between Undertale and Creepypasta (and Ticci Toby because technically he's not a CreepyPasta anymore)). Book 1: Welcome Home, Serial Killer Book 2: Daddy's a Serial Killer Book 3: Just me and my serial killers

On the back of a monsters wrist is a countdown to the exact moment they meet their soulmate. This can range, as some monsters meet soulmates in hospitals when born and others meet later in life. Some are lucky and meet theirs early on, while others must wait longer. Asgore, a Boss Monster, doesn't age. Naturally, this gives him more time to possibly meet his soulmate. He just didn't expect to have to wait a thousand years.

All monsters have soulmates. When a monster discovers their soulmate and their eyes meet, a zing will occur between the two. And just like that, a monster could find their soulmate. Asgore has been alive for over a thousand years. Being a boss monster allowed for him to live as long as he did, and being as old as he was, he has given up on ever finding a zing.However, he still dreams of one day finding his soulmate. Sans doesn't believe in love. Zings were just an occurrence that caused monsters to reproduce, it wasn't true love. He never wanted to find his zing, he refused to find them. After what happened with his own parents, he didn't want to end up in the same situation. Then, a human child fell underground. Everything went downhill from there. Or maybe it went uphill...

(Toby Fox owns UnderTale, I plan to replace the cover with my own, and there needs to be more Sansgore like what the actual heck) After the surface was finally in the monsters grasps, they were so excited to move on and find new lives under the sun. However, Papyrus wants Sans to move on and get his own life and house. When Sans sees that Asgore too has no plans for the surface, he offers that they could be roommates in this small house. Asgore agrees. They're totally not gay for each other.