your pov

                    Slowly you began to regain consciousness as you sat up on your bed, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. At first everything was a blur but you were able to make out someone walking around your room. Sans. He had suspicion written all over his features and he kept on dragging his hands on top of the walls. Almost as if he was making sure they were real and not fake.

                 "Um.... Are you ok?" You quietly asked, confusing obviously lingering in your words. At first Sans was startled as he turned to look at you with wide red eyes. Suddenly he was on his knees in front of you, pulling you into a hug.

                 "Thank goodness you're ok.." Obviously you were confused. You simply passed out and he's acting like you just got attacked by some vicious animal. He's being melodramatic. Sans pulled away just enough in order to make eye contact with you. "Kid, what was all that about? What happened?" You tilted your head slightly. He's acting like you just took him from the this very world and transported him to a unknown realm.

                 "I don't know what you're talking about." The truth was you weren't even sure you wanted to know what happened. Sans wasn't exactly buying your cluelessness but he let it pass knowing he wasn't going to get anything from you.

               "Ok ok, fine.... Then are you going to answer my original question?" You raised an eyebrow in slight confusion only for the blunt memory to return. 

              "O-oh.... You wanted to know where babies come from."

             "W-what?! Hold on-"

             "It starts when a man and a wo-"Before you could finish speaking, Sans slapped his hands on top of your mouth. His face was a bright shade of red, causing you to laugh.