(One of my very first oneshots is getting a part two lmao XD. Hope y'all enjoy ^-^)

[Misfits tend to band together when faced with a society that does not accept them for who they are, even when they themselves are vastly different...]

When sans woke up, everything was dark....

Well, as dark as it could be through a obsidian colored blindfold.

Sans' soul started to race when he felt cold metal encapsulating his glove-covered wrists, rendering them useless. What happened? Where... Where was he?

He struggled for a few moments, panic setting in when he couldn't get out of whatever trap he was in. Where was everyone? Where was Papy?

He could tell he was laying on something cold, his wrists pinned above his skull. His legs were also pinned, the coldness of metal seeping through his boots..

He could still feel his beloved golden scarf wrapped around his neck bone, it only giving him the slightest bit of comfort..

He decided to try to say something...

"... H-hello....?"

It was silent for a bit, Sans growing uneasy. He hated being unable to see.... Especially if there was a threat nearby. Even if he wouldn't hurt said threat, at least it would be good to have sights on them.

He flinched violently when something changed loudly right next his his skull. It sounded so close... Too close.

He tensed as he heard a chuckle echoed softly, a too sweet sounding voice speaking up near him," Oh, did I scare you~? Sorry, Ruru!"

Confusion and fear filled Sans. Confusion because his name was definitely not 'Ruru' and fear because that voice belonged to that skeleton who had attacked him.

He shakily spoke," W-who's Ruru...?"

A giggle sounded near him, him jolting in surprise when a voice spoke right next to his ear," Why, that's you silly~!"

A shiver went down his spine, him lurching his skull away from the other. More giggles and his bone marrow went cold as the other continued to speak," Well.... It will be you, anyways... You see, my ruru had dusted a long time ago and I've missed him dearly~. Soooo I decided to bring him back! So far I've been unsuccessful but now that I have you, I have a feeling things will be very different~!"

The other's tone was scaring him.... It was so,so sweet yet so,so sinister...

He decided he did not like this skeleton. Not one bit...

They sounded like they were obsessed with whoever this 'ruru' was and he felt VERY uncomfortable with that fact.

He flinched again when he felt the other grab his face, their grip not comforting at all. They turned his face a few times, as if examining it. He could feel his eyelights disappear with fear.

Just what was this skeleton planning to do to him? From the sounds of it, this skeleton was planning on turning him into someone else...

But you can't force someone to act like someone else... Or to be someone else either.

Sans shivered again when the stranger's thumb rubbed his cheek, their voice still the same sinister sweetness," you know, you remind me of my ruru.... Your eyelight, the cuteness... Hehe, that's one of the reasons I picked you! I would've never went to an Underswap copy to find a ruru if it wasn't for the fact that your copy was different!"

Just what was so different about himself to the apparent 'other versions'...?

He hated that he was different...