"Have you noticed America has been looking..kinda strange recently?" "I wouldn't worry too much about him"

An underfell story about one night sans woke up from a nightmare and ran into the woods not wanting to come back. it was very snowy and he almost froze to death till his brother found his unconscious body

"I'm telling you! She died in a fire 7 years ago!" I boomed and raised my hands up in the air. He was sitting calmly, in his chair and leaned over onto his elbows in a discreet manner. "Well, According to what we have just witnessed today, that is most certainly untrue." He growled lowly, "She is a threat to the MMO, and everyone in it." I stayed silent, I couldn't believe that she was actually alive, all this time, I could have completed that lousy task and been done with this ordeal. "Well, what do you want me to do about it, Asgore?!" "Find her, and kill her." He said harshly. "You're one of the best fighters in the Mafia, Sans. Don't disappoint me this time." "Yes sir." "Actually.." he stood up, a smirk on his face. "I have a better idea."

Sans knows a lot about secrets; he hides many. But when old burdens emerge from the darkness, secrets, new and old, put his brother in danger; and what else can a good big-bro do but begin a double life? This decision haunts him, even years after his suit of armor is stocked away and hidden, after his quaint life of depression, puns and resets are set to loop forever, and his part in the war is forgotten... But then, the barrier is broken. And it is quickly realized that this is not the end, but a beginning of something new. Something that feels like dust, blood, and a suit of armor; an old lie to slip into once more. (Currently being completely overhauled! Anything without a chapter title (ex.: chapter 4, chapter 5, etc.) is old and will be re-written!)

(Discontinued.)It's been a month since the barrier, keeping the monsters underground, had broke. Sans had fallen "sick," as his brother, Papyrus had called it. But Sans is hiding something big. Very big.

Frisk had always run into the occasional human-hating-monster, but when the attacks got more violent and consistent, she has no other choice but to seek the companionship of G, a criminal who was working off his jail years by serving the police force. [I apologize for any grammar or spelling mistakes. I'll edit it after I actually finish it.]