[THIS IS A SEQUEL TO MY OTHER FANFIC "WHEN TWO SOULS MEET!" If you haven't read it, I would highly suggest it--the story won't make much sense otherwise.] Sans has finally found someone he can trust--Frisk's sister, the eighth fallen human. After months of step-siding and awkward interactions, the two are finally a couple. Things are finally falling into place--there are no more resets, and Chara and Flowey have been a lot more quiet in the last few months. But things can't stay this way... can they?

In this world, you dance for your life. But in your world, dancing is just a part of your act. When helping Frisk with their stamina by dancing up Mt. Ebott, you find yourself in a rather monstrous situation. Lace up your dancing shoes, it's about to get funky in here. [Unfinished] ((Sorry... I'll try to finish it in time but I'm unsure how long that'll tale.))

-Starts with UnderSwap- You were at home with Chara, enjoying a regular day. Since you'd gotten to the Underground, you'd become close friends with many monsters, even if your soul was what was needed to free them. You were about to eat dinner with your friends when disaster whisks you away from your home and into a realm where you're left alone and helpless.

Monsters have returned to the surface, but that barely concerns you. Your only focus is to work and stay in control. Don't feel, don't lose control. You've spent years perfecting this practice and you keep yourself cold to anyone who stands in the way. A new employee at your work- a joking little skeleton - has a different idea for you.

Sans has lived through countless timelines. He's seen the kid make friends with everyone, only to give up in the final moments. He's seen the kid killed, over and over and over again. Sometimes, he'd even done the killing himself. And no one ever remembers. Not even the kid herself. It's an exhausting cycle, one that never seems to end. But there's something different about this run. Another human's fallen down... the kid's sister. Please note the the story is primarily on Quotev, so updates to Wattpad may be late, or lag behind that of Quotev. The story also has the potential to become mature. (I haven't decided yet.)

The old bookstore wasn't your home anymore, you finally realized. It was with them. It was with him. (Sans (Undertale)/Reader. The story takes place in second person view. Reader is not Frisk!) (art is by @Elmer_Heiji on twitter)

This is a collection of chapters from my [Sans x reader] fanfic, Can You Hear Me? but from Sans perspective. Before reading this, I suggest you take a look at the main story, as this one will be based on the votes I get for the different chapters and probably won't make sense otherwise. It's been a few years since the barrier was finally broken by a human named Frisk, finally releasing the monsters back to the surface. They were all settling down well, finding jobs, learning about the surfaces history, and integrating themselves in the new culture that had started since their appearance. That's what most monsters were doing, anyway. Sans was a different story. Though he was happy everything had worked out in the end, and that the monsters were back on the surface, he was having trouble finding anything that really interested him up there. But that suited him fine, he thought, as long as everyone else was happy. That is, until he met (y/n). By some chance, Mettaton had been working with the rising star (y/n) Heir, and by another coincidence, dragged her along to one of the get togethers the gang had at Papyrus' house. That's the night everything changed for the group of friends that rallied around Frisk, and, that's also the night things got a lot more interesting for Sans on the surface. (Disclaimer on the cover: this is simply how I, the author, imagine (y/n) Heir. When I draw her, this is simply the design I use. Feel free to imagine her however you like, as this is a Sans x reader)

*Discontinued* This is the original version of Can You Hear Me? in it's unedited form. Monsters were back on the surface! But not everyone was happy with the change... though you aren't one of those people! Happy as a (relatively) popular singer, you were oblivious to the growing discontent. That is, until you met Mettaton's friends! The eventful evening changes your life in more way then one, but where you'll end up you don't know just yet. P.S. I do not own Undertale! If I had to give this story an age rating I'd say maybe 14+ or PG 13 I do use swearwords, there is violence, and there may be topics some people aren't as comfortable with. Of course nothing is stopping you from reading, just do so at your own discretion and know I've given you fair warning.