How did it get this way anyway?

The first minute I was asleep.

The next I was on the floor.. my hand burning.. unable to move.. a skeleton looking at me with a disappointed look.

Did I do something?

Of course I did.

I always do.

"I.."

I finally said, snapping back into reality.., "I'm..sorry.." my voice went weak, my throat tightened as big, wet tears traveled down my face. "I'm sorry.. I-I don't..know..why..— I'm.. sorry..—"

SANS IS SPARING YOU

"no sweat. it's fine. happens to the best of us." He said as he gave his signature wink, snapping his finger. My body felt lighter as I was actually able to move. I got up, keeping a distance from sans as I looked down at the ground. I didn't wanna look at him. "do you mind explaining this?" He said. His voice was cold, dark. He wasn't happy..

"Well..," I sighed, "where do I begin?"

His eyes moved to Frisk, a questioned look on his face. "maybe at the sleeping human that hasn't moved a muscle since I've been here?"

"Look I can explain! It's not what it looks like!"

"er... is.. it supposed to look like something?" Shit. I just buried myself a hole..

"No no! Frisk is..— she's.. she's definitely not drugged!"
"what..?"

I slapped my forehead.. what is wrong with me? I can never talk to this.. skeleton right it's disgusting.. I sighed, taking a deep breath. "dang.. i didn't know you rolled like that. 'thought you were into me to.."

My eyes widened and my face grew red. Into me too? What's that supposed to mean..? I shook my head.., no! This.. this is just Sans. Yeah. Yeah! This is Sans the skeleton. The prankster. The comedian. The shit-bag! He's  obviously messing with you.. don't let it get to you! Don't let it get to you, damnit!

"Shut up Sans."

"ok."

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"So.. I.. I might need your help.."

(JESUS CHRIST THIS TOOK FOREVER IM SO SORRY XD