"What only us two!?" I exclaimed to the skeleton.

"Ya what did you expect?" He yawned and sat down on the couch in the garage.

"Everyone!" I said pulling his hood down, his cap covering his eyes. I stood in front of him. My arms crossed over my chest. "Honestly it's freezing and you expect me to practice in this weather."

"Who said that we had to practice here?" He gave me a smug look. I furrowed my brows.

"What?" I spoke confused but really softly. He chuckled as he fixed his cap and hood. He looked at me, no glare at me slightly.

"I got permission to use a studio." He stood up and held out his hand.

"Where are we going?" I said softly as I just put my hand on his.

"You'll probably notice." He looked at me in the eyes and nodded. I nodded back then the world left and came back. I was somewhere else. I looked at Sans that was beside me. I blinked a little so my eyes could adjust to the light blaring on me.

I looked around the room. It was a big room. I was facing my reflection. I turned around behind me. It was a light pink color with a counter stretched for a few feet. The sides of the room were a light pink as well. The door was located to the left bottom corner.

"Mettaton let you use his studio?" I asked.

It's been such a long time since I've been here

"Does he know we're here?" I asked him. Sans only nodded.

"Do we have to do this?" I sighed as I placed my things down. He nodded. He went to the counter table and pulled a cabinet out. He pulled out an ox chord, plugging it into his phone. He started the music.

I went up to him as he approached me. He held his hand out. I gently held it. He put his bony fingers on my waist gently.

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I laid on the ground. I stretched out wide and groaned.

"I'm fucking tired. Can we stop for today?" I asked as I looked at the skeleton. He sat against the right side wall looking at me.

"No."

I groaned and sat up.

"We've been here for a while now. One more round?" He sighed softly. He stood up and helped me up. I smiled at him. He went to play the music as I looked at the mirror admiring the environment. I turned to look at Sans, but he wasn't there. My eyes widened.

"What the.." I mumbled softly. I turned to the mirror again, this time I didn't see the room, I saw a hallway. Tall pillars stood from the beginning of the hallway till the end. With huge windows. I stepped closer, and closer to the image becoming real. I was stepping into the mirror. I looked around the hallway. I looked at the floor. I saw my shoes. Then my pants, but they were ripped. I had cuts on the exposed skin.

"What?" I started to shake. Then my hands came to view. I held a knife. A good 4 inches. It was dirty. Covered in dust. My vision was getting blurry. I couldn't see anything good. I looked at my shirt. I was wearing a long black sweater. I looked up.

"Sans!" I yelled frantically. No one answered. "This better be a joke!"

Is he even capable of doing this?

"I wish this was." The low voice responded back. I looked up. There he was on the other side of the hallway.

"S-Sans!" I ran to him. I couldn't see his face, not until he lifted it up.

The eye.

"Stop it." He mumbled. I slowed my pace.

Why is it that every time I have these dreams it's always here?

"I've killed you 10 times already. Give up." My eyes widened.

"What..." I started to cry. Slowly walking towards him. "Don't say that!" I closed my eyes. I ran to him. I dropped the knife.

Get me out.

"Hey you ok?" He asked. I looked up and saw Sans crouched down to me, I was kneeled on the floor. I looked around, I was back. I looked at the mirror and I was crying. I looked at him speechless. "Why are you–" I jumped to him. I tackled him in a warm embrace. He fell on the floor as I tortured him with my hug.

Should I tell him?

"Whoa, someone's excited." He said. I froze and realized what I was doing.

"S-Sorry." I mumbled softly and got up, helped him up.

"What happened?" He asked me. I looked down at the floor.

He'll think I'm crazy.

I felt bony fingers on my chin. The fingers guided me to the skeleton. Forcing me to look at him. He furrowed his eyes and looked at my eyes.

"I-I just had a weird vision or something." I mumbled, a blush creeping on my face.

"About?"

I was quiet for a second. I was too scared to tell him.

"You." I mumbled and looked down. His bony fingers disappeared from my chin. "You kill-"

He pulled me into an embrace. A very tight one.

"D-Don't let that shit get to your h-head ok?" He stuttered. I hugged him back.

"Are you getting these too?" I mumbled to him. He didn't answer.

"U-Uh yes I am." He said very hesitant. I looked at the mirror and saw something. It was a very faint figure. It was sitting on the table counter. It waved at me then disappeared. I quickly pushed away and looked there. There was nothing.

"Bro, is Mettaton's place haunted?" I asked. I turned my attention to Sans.

"I don't think so." He mumbled.

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Sans

If I think what I think it is..

"Oh Sans what are you doing up so late?" Al said, interrupting me from thought. I looked at her, her room door slightly opened.

"Sorry to interrupt your sleep. But is Gaster in the lab?" I asked. Her tired expression changed and she perked up.

"Y-Ya! U-Uh do you need the key?" She asked as she reached for the counter that had the keys on it.

"Not it's ok, get your sleep Al." I grabbed the door and closed it for her.

Now to the lab.

I took a step out and the room changed. I was in the lab. The temperature dropped and there was dim light. I walked to the light and looked over at the figure.

"Are you busy? I need to talk to you."

Gaster looked up.

"Is it about your friend?"

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Damn it's been a long time since I updated sorry. Well I got something out hope it was good. (If there's mistakes tell me plz)

Published: 5/19/19