YOUR P.O.V

You were being led down a dark, eerie hallway. The light from passing windows didn't seem to make any difference to the majority of the hallway but instead, stayed stagnant, only hitting the wall opposite the windows. Your arms started to itch. Maybe you were having an allergic reaction to something? You didn't know but you did know that there were lots of things to be allergic too. Everything was dusty, there were a lot of bright yellow flowers in all sizes of vases and some parts of the hallway smelled like mold. It all made you very uncomfortable.

The hallway itself was long. Sans told you that it was meant to be a long, winding hallway that circled the building. Once you got to a certain area in the hallway, there was hidden doorway that leads down to the basement. The basement was where Sans's boss was. 

Sans stopped suddenly, "here." He reached over to the wall and pushed on a piece of exposed wood. As he pushed on it, the portion of the wall swung open revealing a staircase leading downwards. 

"That's really cool!" you said absentmindedly, scratching your arm a little more. 

"Glad you think so kiddo. Go on down. I'm right behind ya."

You walked down the stairs excitedly. It was incredibly dark with only a few lights on the walls. The stairs spiraled down, getting steeper with every few feet. You had been descending for a while and you still couldn't see the bottom. "How far does this go?" you asked.

"Pretty far," he replied. "Goes all the way to an underground passage. Follow that a bit longer and you reach the Underground where monsters were trapped for so long. We made this passage for easier access and quick escapes."

You laughed, "oh yeah, a million flights of stairs. Real speedy exit."

Sans laughed too, "that's why we have the hidden door. "

Finally, you reached the bottom. A large, stone passageway was beckoning to you. Magnificent, ancient stone pillars lined the side of the medieval-like catacomb that leads into darkness. You felt as if you had traveled back in time to some lost civilization. The wonder of the area filled you with the feeling of, what could only be described as, determination. 

Sans passed you and began leading the way again. He was humming a tune that was very calming and he had begun flipping a coin in his hand again. The other hand, firmly in his jacket pocket. You followed closely behind, taking in the gorgeous scenery. At the end of the corridor was a very large metal door decorated with an odd shaped crest. On the crest was a circle and what looked like two detached wings beside it. Underneath the circle and wings were three triangles. 

As you walked closer to the door it swung open on its own revealing a river of quickly flowing water. A figure in a cape was standing on a boat by the shore, waiting for you. "Tra-la-la! Care for a ride on my boat?" 

Sans nodded and stepped onto the boat and offered his hand to you. You took his hand and he helped you onboard. "Hold on kid," was the only warning you got before the boat took off at top speed. You had to hold onto Sans's shoulders to keep your balance. Somehow, he didn't seem phased at all by the sudden increase of speed.

Just as quickly as it started, it stopped, slamming you into Sans's back. You fell off of the boat and landed face-down on the cold stone ground. Sans chuckled and stepped carefully off of the boat, once again offering you his hand. You shooed it away. 

"I-I'm good here. Just give me... a year to sleep this off."

Sans laughed, "if I let you sleep that long, you'll end up DEEP-REST!" He laughed even harder. 

You couldn't help but laugh at his terrible joke. "Alright, alright. I'll give you that one. Help me up please." You rolled onto your back and held out your hand. He took it and pulled you up. It was odd to you, that a skeleton's hand could be so surprisingly warm. The hard bone meeting your soft skin was very odd too. The feeling of bone was almost disturbing but it was very cool. 

"You OK to walk kiddo?" he asked, not letting go of your hand, ready to support you if you were to fall.

"Yeah. I feel fine. Just winded me for a minute." You replied. 

"Good. It was a BREEZE then?" he laughed.

"That was terrible."

"No I think this is," he pulled out a small piece of paper that was all torn up around the edges and ripped it some more. "Ah! Ah! Get it? It's TEAR-able!"

You both lost it. "Do you just carry that around for comedic value?" You asked through tears. 

"You know I do." He winked and then continued down the corridor. 

You followed him again and soon the large corridor opened up into an even larger room. Inside the large room was a fair sized house. It was cute, dainty, and very welcoming. You could tell it was really much more than a house. It was a home. Sans knocked on the door and you could hear footsteps inside. The peephole on the door turned black, meaning that someone was in front of it. It swung open and a kind-eyed goat lady stood in the frame. 

"Oh Sans dear, welcome back." 

She bent down and kissed his forehead. He chuckled a little. "Thanks, Tori, and this is the kid I told you about. (Y.N) is his/her name." 

You smiled at her. She embraced you, kissing you on the forehead as well. She was so warm and inviting. Her fur tickled your neck and you giggled. Her floppy ears draped over your face when she pulled in for another hug. 

"My dear, you're freezing. I'll fix that! Come on inside and sit down. Do you like butterscotch and tea?" She said, taking your hand and leading you into the home. Sans winked at you.