sOoo I've had this idea where they have soul mates. Like everyone is born with a half heart necklace. Every time the person gets near their soul mate it will heat up as they go farther away it gets colder. EEE I couldn't decide wether I wanted this to be errorfresh or kustard so not many people like errorfresh so it's kustard ;-;

One day error gets bored of destroying AUs and tries a bit of matchmaking! (I know, just role with it) he manipulates ink to teleport red (uF! Sans) to a random universe called undertale, and you can probably guess what happens after that....

This is something I've been working on for a while now. I am still unsure whether I can finish this or not. I originally wanted to make, like, a dozen chapters before posting anything, but I heard it is a certain game's third aniversary lately, so I decided to do this anyways. I can't really promise anything about updates either, so read at your own risk. Ps. This was originally an rp between myself and a more experienced writer over at gaia.online. She didn't want to continue and, instead, encouraged me to do what I can for this fic. So up until chapter three, I basically just re-write the whole thing into a non-rp format. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● Seven years. It has been seven years since the barrier was broken. Seven years since the last RESET, and the kid didn't seem to want to go back anytime soon. It has been seven long years, and Sans was starting to slowly peek through the impenetrable walls he've built around himself. For the first time since the very first RESET from what felt like eons ago, Sans finally felt like things were looking up, for once. Most of the human population had accepted them by now, the surface world had finally started to see them as equals instead of outcasts from a time long ago. He could now breath that much easier, knowing there were less threats to his brother's well-being. Life was great. Finally, the past could finally stay in the past, burried along with the secrets, at long last. Then the universe decided to flop him over and sent everything toppling down. Poor Sans could only hope to get through this with his SOUL intact. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● DISCLAIMER: Undertale doesn't belong to me. Underfell doesn't belong to me either. Neither does that cover, so give your credits to whoever made that. WARNING: This is KUSTARD. This might also be a bit of a slow burn, so be aware of that.

(This is my first story so no judge plz) "Your a cutie Sansy" Red said. He's drunk he doesn't really love me "Sure" I said back *broken* *depressed* *Change* *Love( *¯ ³¯*)♡*

Sans has always liked his brother, this was obvious. The two brothers were inseparable, even after death, but he loved his brother a little more than a brother should. He wished he could tell Papyrus, oh how he wished. he knows that loving your sibling is frowned apon in monster society, but that isn't what's stopping him. He knows Papyrus probably doesn't feel the same way, that he will think that his brother is gross, or that it's wrong. Sans knows that it's wrong, but what he doesn't know, is that while he's having his crisis, Papyrus is going through one of his own. Where will this endless roller-coaster of emotions lead them to?

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