After that day, he had discovered that his friends became a little over protective oh him. All windows facing the forest now were always locked and had blinds over them, and now they had said he wasn't allowed to go into the forest without one of them with him, like he couldn't defend himself or something. They had all freaked out so much from the temporary disappearance of himself that they didn't want him to get hurt again, so they had set those rules for him, the house owner, to follow. They might've been a bit controlling, but it was the most love shown for him in years, so he let it happen.

But it was still nice, having over this company.

Ben and Jeff were both playing on the xbox, Ben leaning back casually as he simply clicked buttons on the remote while Jeff was leaning forward, clicking frantically as he tried to beat Ben but was getting his butt kicked. Jane was in the kitchen, as she was trying to learn how to cook so Sans didn't have to do it every time, working on a simple german dish none of them had even heard of. Meanwhile, Sans and Jack were having a tea party with Sally, who wasn't wearing her bandages and letting her blood flow freely from her head. They were all sitting at little chairs around her little pink table Sans had bought her, plastic cups in hand with Charlie sitting in a chair as well.

"Would you like some more tea, Sans?" Sally asked him, turning towards the skeleton with a large plastic tea pot.

"Of course," Sans said, smiling as he held out his tea cup, "It's the most tea-rrific drink I've ever had."

Sally giggled at his pun, pouring some fake tea into his cup before he faked taking a sip of it. She then turned towards Jack, setting down the tea pot and picking up a plastic plate.

"Would you like some more glittery organs?" Sally asked, "They're taken from bullies!"

"I would," Jack said.

"Hey, Sans," Jane said, popping her head into the room, "I saw on the newspaper that there's a carnival in the next town over, it's supposed to be a charity event, and it's a really big one too. I was thinking maybe we could go check it out tonight?"

"I've always wanted to go to a carnival!" Sally squealed.

"Why not?" Sans asked, patting her head, "It can be a little adventure. Jack, wanna come too? We can probably try that whole human mask thing again."

"I was hoping alone..." Jane muttered to herself, unheard by the other three in the room.

"I could try it again, yes," Jack answered.

"Hey, guys, what's happening?" Ben yelled from the living room.

"We're all planning on going to a carnival tonight!" Sans yelled out to them, Jane sighing to herself from her failed attempt at getting a subtle date with him, "Wanna come?"

"Sure!" Ben yelled, "We can try out those contacts on me that you got!"

"After I beat the crap outa Ben!" Jeff responded as well, "Ben, please, just let me win once!"

"I guess we're all going then," Jane groaned, "Great."

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"One more time, we're going to go over the rules," Sans told them, turning back towards the group sitting in the back of his car, "Everyone has their phones I bought them, right?"

"Yes!" Everyone agreed, holding up their phones.

"And Ben, you're going to alert everyone if anything happens, right?" Sans asked, looking down at his own phone screen.

"I'm watching all of the cameras at the carnival, and if the police show up, we escape over the fence in the back and regroup there," Ben said.

"And if the police are there too?" Sans asked.

"We all scatter and hide out where we can, and Ben will send when it's clear to head back to our relocation," Jack said.

"And if one of us gets caught?" Sans asked.

"Don't say anything to the police, and the others will get us out," Jane said.

"And if one of us gets spotted by someone without our masks or hoods, get out as soon as you can and send us a text," Sans said, "Killing someone will just draw more attention."

Now that Sans had to watch over an entire group of murderers, some of them unable to be seen with their hoods and masks off, he had to be more cautious than usual in order to make sure no one gets caught by the police or spotted by a witness. They had all made an agreement that if one of them had made a murder, and the police showed up, they all had to leave Sans and Sally because he couldn't be involved at all, or else he could get arrested and then Sally being a ghost would be revealed, and everything would just go downhill from there.

"Okay, we're all set, so let's go," Sans said, opening his car door.

They all stepped out, Ben waiting until Jeff was out of the car to glitch out of his phone into the real world, his fake contacts in, giving his eyes a baby blue color with a normal background. It turns out that if he put in contacts and wiped away the blood, the contacts stopped more blood from being produced, which let him keep his hood down and not draw more suspicion to them. But Jeff and Jack both had to wear their hoods up, Jack even having to wear a fake face to just blend in.

"Has anyone here been to a carnival before?" Ben asked.

"We didn't have carnivals in the underground," Sans said.

"I was, once," Jeff said, "Don't remember that well, but it was alright I guess."

"Well, we don't know what they're like until we try them out," Sans said, grabbing Sally's hand, "There's so much here that we can try, isn't there?"

"It's really big, and there's a ferris wheel, too," Ben said.

"Maybe there'll be a merry-go-round," Sans said.

"I'm so excited!" Sally squealed, jumping up and down while holding onto Sans' arm.

"There might even be a few rides, like maybe a couples ride," Jane said hopefully.

"Let's go in, guys!" Jeff said.

They quickly went in, keeping together in a group as they blended into the crowd. It was crowded, them all squeezing through the crowd to get to one place to another.

"There's a balloon popping booth, wanna try?" Sans asked Sally, "I can try to win you that fluffy unicorn."

"Okay!" Sally said.

Sans walked up to the booth to pay for a round, the others standing back to not crowd too much around him.

"Guys," Jeff said.

He pointed towards the opening, all of the other murderers turning to follow his gaze, all of them narrowing their eyes, and lack of eyes, towards what they saw.

"Them," Sally hissed, her grip on Charlie tightening.

Of course they had walked in, just when Sans had managed to forget about them. He hadn't looked as sad anymore, and he seemed more generally happy recently, so of course they had to walk in.

The killers all recognized them from Facebook, wanting to make sure they knew what Sans' old family and friends looked like. Not all of them had met them, but they all knew enough to absolutely despise the monsters and human child.

Asgore and Toriel were standing next to Frisk, Papyrus on the other side of Frisk with Undyne and Alphys, all of them dressed in casual clothes. None of them sensed the murderous glares sent in their direction by the gang of serial killers who had come there with their old friend.

"I think we need to grab Sans and leave," Jeff growled, "Or I might do something that'll get the police here."

"He hasn't seen them yet," Ben said, looking over at Sans, who was busy shooting darts at balloons from a toy gun bound to the stand.

"And he was excited to come here," Jane added, "He'll just get depressed if he finds out they're here."

"I propose an idea," Jack told them, "We keep Sans away from them, have him have fun and maybe make their lives a little miserable too."

"Keep Sans from seeing them, keep them from seeing him, and maybe even unscrew a few screws while we're at it," Jeff said, grinning to his friends, "I like it."

They all looked at Sans before looking at his old friends, nodding in agreement with each other.

Now they had a new objective. Hide Sans from his old friends and make sure he has fun.

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Since I haven't uploaded in a bit, I decided to do two uploads today! So here you go!

I might try to work on Fangs but I haven't have any inspiration, so we'll see. 

And the CreepyPasta are all really protective over their little skele. They all really care about him and it's going to get freaking adorable at some points.