Merry Christmas!

I hope you have a great day, and that you get the presents you wanted! This special is somewhat based off of this movie I saw with my friend called 'Terrifier', well, at least the beginning is. It completely derails later and becomes it's own story. I originally started making this as a oneshot crossover of Laughing Jack, Sans, and the movie Terrifier but then it developed into an awesome Christmas special instead. Heh, whoops.

Anyway, enjoy the spooky Christmas special!

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Sans first saw the clown at the car.

The man stuck out like a sore thumb. While the humans and monsters mindlessly walked down the street, he stood. The black and white feathers and overalls contrasted greatly to the luscious green and white bushes and brown tree trunks behind him.The clown was too far away to tell his expression, but close enough to tell that he was staring at them.

"Hey, what's that guy doing over there?" Sans asked.

Undyne drummed her fingers against the steering wheel. She had been looking at him too. "I know, he's just standing there."

"HEY, GUYS," Papyrus said, opening the car door and leaning in. "IS THAT GUY ACROSS THE STREET LOOKING AT US?"

"I-it's really creepy," Alphys muttered.

"Hey, idiot, get in here," Undyne said, "We should get going before they get any fancy ideas."

"INDEED! IT IS TIME CELEBRATE YOUR ENGAGEMENT, AFTER ALL!" Papyrus told them, climbing into the back seat next to Sans.

"Oh yeah, congrats on making it oh-fish-al, 'dyne," Sans told her.

"SANS!" Papyrus screeched, Undyne and Alphys laughing.

The clown was quickly forgotten, the lullaby of soft tunes and discussion drawing their attention away from him. They made it to the restaurant quickly, getting to their seats after shaking the early snow out of their clothes and continuing the discussion. Toriel and Asgore had met them there, and they all took a corner booth.

Then, the clown had come again.

Undyne was the first to notice him. And Sans knew the moment she saw him, just from the way she reacted. Her fork dropped to her plate, eyes widening as her lips down turned. She was looking towards the entrance.

"That f*cking clown..."

Her voice was quiet.

Everyone turned, and there he was, walking to a nearby booth and sitting down at it. Now that he was closer, Sans could make out his face.

It was... unusual, per say.

Wide eyes stared at Sans as he sat down, sharp teeth twisting up in a grin. The way he was looking at the skeleton was terrifying, because he wouldn't look anywhere else. He didn't move in his seat, didn't reach for a menu. He didn't even bother to look at the others, his gaze was on Sans the entire time. Just staring. Not even blinking.

"He's l-looking at you..." Alphys muttered to him.

"You think?" Sans asked, looking over at her.

It was making him uncomfortable.

"Uh, hello?" Sans asked, "You're looking at me a bit, it's a nice jester and all, but-"

"SANS, STOP MAKING PUNS!" Papyrus snapped.

"Look," Undyne whispered, grabbing his jaw and turning him towards the clown.

Toriel and Asgore were looking over, both of them confused as well.

"Do you know him?" Toriel asked.

Their table wasn't the only one staring. The other few tables were staring at well, one of those people looking at Sans with a questioning stare. He only shrugged, looking back at the clown.

"We saw him earlier, he must've followed us here," Undyne said to Toriel, "Think we should do something?"

"We d-don't have proof or anything, I-I mean-"

The clown went on the move, getting all of their attention. He was standing up, gaze now lingering on the row of quarter machines in the back. Walking to one, he pulled out a quarter from one of his shirt pockets and put it into one of the machines. Everyone at his table watched the clown carefully, unable to see what he was doing because his back was covering his actions.

"IS HE-"

"Shhhh!" Everyone hissed at Papyrus, turning at him.

By then, the clown was standing back up and turning around, one of the little plastic balls in his hands. He opened it in full view of everyone, pulling out a single small plastic ring with two little hearts on it. And with that, he started walking towards their table, ring in hand.

And, of course, staring at Sans.

Alphys seemed to try and say something, but stuttered over her words when the clown crouched at the end of their table and lightly grabbed Sans' hand. Sans froze, feeling the cold, clawed fingers gently pushing the ring onto his ring ringer.

"Uh..." Sans said.

The clown simply smiled at him with those sharp teeth before he stood up and finally walked out of the restaurant, looking back one more time at Sans before he left onto the light snow dusted street. Everyone in the restaurant had been watching him at this point, looking at Sans and the door over and over again.

"Yeah, I don't know that guy," Sans said.

"Do you not?" A human asked from the table next to his, looking back at him. "Is he a monster, or...?"

"I don't recognize him," Asgore said.

"I thought he was a human," Sans answered.

"He followed us earlier, I think we should be careful," Undyne muttered.

Everyone at the table looked at one another, but none of them were really sure what just happened. This situation wasn't exactly normal. Did he follow them there just to buy Sans a ring and then leave? Why did he even buy Sans the ring? Was this a stalking situation, or did he decide just to screw with them?

"Okay then, what a great way to start this dinner!" Sans said, clapping his hands together. "Nothing like a creepy looking clown just putting a ring on me!"

"D-Do you think he did that b-because he knew we were c-celebrating our engagement?" Alphys asked.

"Oh, maybe," Toriel said.

"Well, congratulations on your engagement, Sans," Undyne joked, trying to ease the tension.

"Heh, yeah," Sans said awkwardly, rotating the plastic ring on his finger. "Guess I won't be so bonely anymore."

"SANS, I SWEAR!" Papyrus yelped.

And just like that, their dinner was back on track.

Of course, the clown wasn't forgotten at this point. Once in awhile, they would glance at the door, making sure they didn't see him again. Even the restaurant staff had approached their table and asked about the clown, the group confirming they didn't know him and they believed he followed them in. The staff offered to call the cops, but they declined. Undyne and Asgore had authority, and the clown had left anyway.

They finished their dinners quickly and decided to go home, the group occasionally looking over their shoulders for any signs of a weird looking clown. The evening was spent a little jarred, and Sans wasn't exactly sure what he should do for the ring when he remembered he was still wearing it when he got home. The short skeleton opted for simply resting the plastic onto his wooden brown nightstand, and then promptly forgetting about it instantly.

Although the occurrence that day was odd, the group decided to all forget about it. They didn't really want to talk about it, the clown had been creepy. And they haven't seen him since that day, so he probably wasn't following them.

It was almost two weeks since the dinner party when Sans and Undyne were driving in a car together. Undyne and Sans were on their way back from the store for a Christmas Eve sleepover, picking up some food together while Alphys and Papyrus were waiting for them back at their house. They had been talking about how Alphys probably kept watching ahead in the anime chosen for that sleepover when the song 'All I want for Christmas is you' suddenly changed to a broadcast.

"We just got some news," The man over the radio said, sounding alert. "Near Riverstone road, two dead bodies were found with their guts removed and candy replacing their internal organs within their chests. This is a warning for anyone driving near Riverstone road or anyone who lives near this road, as the deaths have been reported recent."

"Aren't we on Riverstone road?" Sans asked, looking at the soft snow flakes blowing past their car windows.

"We just turned onto it, yeah," Undyne muttered, "Just our luck."

"Police are warning people to stay on the lookout for a clown looking man with sharp teeth, sharp fingers, and wearing all black and white. If you spot this man, call 911 immediately and alert the authorities. Keep your doors locked and call the police if you spot any suspicious activity or anyone dressed up like a clown."

The two of them were staring at the radio, wide eyed and mouths dropped open.

"Oh, you've got to be sh*tting me!" Sans groaned.

"We have to get off this road, now," Undyne said sternly.

"Yeah, I think that goes without saying, 'dyne," Sans said, looking around at the dark trees surrounding their road. "I don't see any driveways to turn into, though."

"I'll just make a U-Turn," Undyne said.

"In the middle of the road?" Sans said, "It's dark out and snowing, that's dangerous. And it's a small road, we might slide from the ice road and go into a ditch."

"What do you want me to do? Drive towards the creepy clown that apparently just did a surgery on two people with candy? The one that was stalking us sometime ago?" Undyne yelled.

Suddenly, they heard a loud pop before the car started to slow and shake, the two of them groaning.

The tire just burst.

"I swear to the lord Toby Fox himself, I'm going to assassinate this car," Undyne muttered as the car slowed.

Sans tried to look down at the popped tire through the window. "This is like a horror movie now or some sh*t."

"I'm not stopping driving," Undyne said, shaking her head as she gripped the wheel firmer. "I have a spare tire, but I'm not changing it; it's cold out and there's a killing clown. I'm making a U-Turn and we're going to leave."

"This is the slowest U-Turn in the history of 'escaping-killer-clown-U-Turns'." Sans commented.

The car pressed on slowly, shaking slightly as Undyne made a slow turn on the road. Since the road was rather small, she had to switch gears from driving to reverse constantly.

And when they were finally turned around fully, there was the same clown standing on the road in front of their headlights.

He was a little distance away, but still close enough to make out his looks with the help from the headlights. The clown was smiling, and there was splatters of blood over his body, mainly on his hands. From the distance, Sans couldn't tell what he was looking at through the snow flakes, but the shiver that went down his spine made Sans realize the clown was probably looking at him.

Oh, great.

"Nope!" Undyne yelled.

She put the car in reverse and slammed on the gas, ignoring the flat tire and sending the car flying backwards down the road. They could hear the metal from the tire ring objecting to the fast speed, but neither really cared at the moment. It was either the car or them, and Undyne was willing to sacrifice the car for their lives. The car would be a wreck later, but they'd be alive!

The clown soon disappeared from their headlights as they barreled down the road, Sans turning his head to look behind them to make sure they wouldn't hit any oncoming traffic. Although the rim of the tire was probably taking damage, judging by the noises, they still went at a good pace to get away from the clown.

"Go, go, go," Sans chanted over and over.

"I'm going!" Undyne yelled, pressing on the gas harder.

But then, another car came onto the road.

The two of them screamed when they noticed the car appearing out of nowhere. Undyne tried to jerk the wheel to pull them into their own lane, but the other car had already been swerving, causing them to collide and deflect off of the road.

From the speed they were going at, the car flew over the ditch and the rear smashed into a tree, the movements of the two crashes throwing Sans and Undyne around inside of the car. Although their seat belts helped restrict the movement, it didn't save them entirely from getting hurt. Their back window was utterly shattered, making pieces of glass fly forward, one catching Undyne's arm and another slicing through the side of Sans' seat. From the collision against the other car, Sans had been thrown against his seat, his skull hitting the door and knocking him unconscious immediately, so his limp body slammed back against the chair when they crashed into the tree and finally stopped. Undyne, however, remained fully aware, breathing heavily as she stared ahead, recovering from the shock of a crash.

The other car, across the street from them, also wasn't as lucky. They had ended up deflecting across the street into the ditch, the back of the car sticking up and out. Christmas Eve was probably the worst time to get into a crash, as the cold weather and ice roads, along with the urgency to get to places and the lack of people working made it more difficult for people to find them. It was dark out, too, and snowing. They would be hard to spot if someone did drive past.

Undyne glanced over at Sans, noting how he had a small cut on his skull that was lightly bleeding. Other than that, he looked fine, just unconscious. Nowhere near dusting, thankfully.

Quickly getting into action, Undyne felt around for her phone in her pockets before pulling it out, quickly typing in for the police. Usually she wouldn't, as she had authority and could arrest people herself, but this was a crash with a deadly clown not so far down the road. She needed to call for help before she did anything else.

"911, what's your emergency?" The female asked.

"I was driving on Riverstone road, and I saw the clown, he was covered in blood. The one from the radio. I think he slashed my tire. When I tried to get away, I ended up getting into a crash with another car," Undyne explained.

"We're sending a car for you now. Are you hurt?" The female asked.

"No, I just have a minor cut, but my passenger is unconscious. He hit his head. I don't know about the other car, but the clown wasn't far down the road. I'm going to try and go to the other car to make sure no one is hurt, but we won't be able to stay for long."

"Make sure to stay on the line, we have an ambulance and cop car on it's way," The woman said.

"I will," Undyne said.

She pressed the phone between her shoulder and head before she leaned over and unbuckled Sans, lightly shaking him to see if he would wake up.

And, as she suspected, he didn't. It would've been helpful if he did, so she could have an extra pair of hands that wasn't affected by the snow. And if he was awake, he could help get the other people out of the car and away while Undyne dealt with the clown. But no, he remained asleep and Undyne had to figure out a course of action.

"How long will it take for them to get here?" Undyne asked.

"There was a car already near the area on patrol for the clown, it should be a couple of minutes," The woman explained.

Undyne started to talk, but paused. She could see the clown now, walking down the street through the snow towards the other car. From how they had crashed into the ditch, but Undyne and Sans had continued into the trees, the other car was more noticable. So the clown must have spotted it first.

"Ma'am?" The female asked.

"I see the clown, he's going towards the other car," Undyne explained, "He hasn't seen mine yet, I'm more hidden behind the trees."

As Captain of the Royal Guard, Undyne didn't want to sit around. Throwing open the car door, she stepped out into the snow. The cold instantly attacked her scales, making her start to shiver even through her sweater. Fish monsters weren't made for cold weather, it wouldn't be long before the cold started to affect her fighting skills.

But she would only need a few minutes before backup arrived.

"I'm going to distract him for a bit, so he won't hurt those people," Undyne said, "Thank you for your time."

Undyne ended the call and put the phone back into her pocket, a blue spear summoning in her hands. All she needed to do was keep him away for a few minutes, the cold shouldn't slow her down by then. It was a bit embarrassing that a person as strong as Undyne would be easily slowed by snow, but fish monsters were weak to temperatures. Too hot, she would end up fainting. Too cold, and her body and magic slowed.

The clown had the door open at this point, one of his bloody hands reaching in for someone inside. Undyne could hear them crying and sobbing, the person inside was conscious and very aware of the creepy killer clown next to their car.

Reacting quickly, she shot the spear at the clown, sending it straight for his chest. And it hit, too, Undyne patting herself on the back mentally for a good, clean shot. It would incontacipate him enough to where help could arrive shortly and-

The spear didn't hit him.

Instead, the spear went through his body like it was butter and hit the snowbank behind him. His body morphed around it as it went through him, and he didn't even react to or notice it. Instead, he kept reaching forward before he was pulling a flailing and screaming boy out of the car by his neck.

"Oh god please, no no-"

And just like that, the boy was dead.

Undyne swallowed down a yell and backed away through the snow slowly, glad that her spear went unnoticed. It took no effort from the clown to snap that boys neck, and her magic didn't seem to work on him. This was a situation she had to get out of.

Unfortunately for her, the clown seemed uninterested in the person, tossing their body into the snowbank and crouching down to look into the car more. It was as if he was looking for someone.

And just like that, it clicked. This same clown from before had followed them into the restaurant for a reason, and he followed their car for a reason. He wasn't smiling as he looked more into the car, peeling back the door as he looked for someone.

Someone he had been staring at the entire time in the restaurant...

Only a few steps were taken by the fish monster before the clown caught notice of her, bending up fully to his fighting height and grinning down at her. He must have recognized her from the car, and judging by how his gaze turned towards their crashed car behind her, Undyne's conclusion was right.

Sans was his target.

This situation wasn't good. Magic didn't work on this guy, and he just killed a human with a simple neck snap. Although Undyne liked tough battles, she knew her best course of action for this was to back up and retreat. She wouldn't do any damage, and the cold was starting to get at her, too. This wasn't a fight she could risk.

Just then, bright headlights shot through the snow as a police car arrived, the two looking at it.

"Put your hands up!" Two officers yelled, pulling out guns and aiming at the clown.

The clown simply let out a deep, raspy chuckle, one that made Undyne's heart drop in her chest. Whatever this guy was, he wasn't human or monster. He was dangerous, and she couldn't stick around.

"Attacks don't work on him!" Undyne told the officers, "I just tried, it went through him."

"What do you mean?" One of them asked.

The clown continued laughing, starting to walk towards the cops with a smile pulling at the corners of his grey lips.

"If you come any closer, we will open fire!" One of the officers warned.

"It won't do anything!" Undyne yelled, "Get out of here!"

She couldn't protect them. It was frustrating, knowing that trying to step between them would do nothing. Instead, she decided to simply prove her point in front of them, summoning another spear and throwing it again. Once again, the spear went through his body and this time hit a tree, the clown turning to look at her briefly.

"O-Oh gosh..." One of the cops muttered, their hands shaking slightly.

"We need to call... f*ck, we need to call someone about this, do something!" The other said.

Undyne gritted her teeth together, taking a couple of steps back. The clown was closer to them, she could take the chance to grab Sans and get some distance between them and this clown. Oh, how Undyne wished to help them. She really wanted to, but Undyne wasn't good at talking her way out of things, she couldn't distract him long enough. Not to mention how Sans was still unconscious and was the clowns target. There was no way to save these people, Undyne couldn't do a d*mn thing and it was frustrating. These people were probably going to die, and it was her fault.

"Get into the car and drive, now!" Undyne ordered to them.

"What about you?" One of them asked while the other ran towards the car.

"I'll figure something out!" Undyne said, "Leave without me! Warn everyone in the area about this guy!"

The officer gave her one last look of hesitation before making the sensible choice and backing towards the car, gun still aimed at the clown. Even though the cop knew the gun wouldn't work, he still aimed it, likely to make him feel a bit better about the situation. As soon as they managed to get inside of the car, the clown took action.

As he ran towards the car, Undyne had no choice but to pull herself away and force her shivering limbs to start running towards her own wrecked car. There was nothing she could do, her magic was pointless, she had no way to distract the clown without resulting in a pointless death that would leave the knocked out skeleton defenseless. She bit back a growl as he forced herself to the car to pull open his door, seeing that Sans was still unconscious and that he actually had a few more cuts than she knew from the broken glass.

Undyne tried to zone out the screams of the men as she picked up Sans out of the car. There was nothing she could do, it would be pointless to go back and save them. Nothing. Nothing.

With sleeping Sans now in her arms, she made her way down the street in the opposite way, chewing on her dry lips with her sharpened teeth. Just ignore them. Ignore the screams of pain and metal tearing, ignore the cold prickling her body, ignore the wind blowing snow directly into her face. Instead, she used these factors to help fuel her shivering legs faster through the snow, forcing her body against the snow.

She and Sans were going to survive this, d*mnit.

It barely took anytime before silence returned to the air, letting Undyne know the fate of the two officers. The only sounds left was her shuffling feet through the snow and the howling wind, and her breathing.

Her breathing that sounded awfully... not like hers. Awfully raspy.

There was barely anytime to react, Undyne managed to dodge the swinging arm just by a millimeter. If it wasn't cold, and she wasn't carrying this bag of bones, then she would be faster, more alert. That's why she didn't manage to dodge the second hand, the claws digging into her hair and pulling her back.

There was no hope for a fight, Undyne was at a severe disadvantage. When the clown threw her against the tree, the breath was knocked out of her, making her drop limp to the ground with Sans under her in the snow. Her face was cold from being pressed down into the snow, along with bones digging into her gut and chest. Undyne forced herself onto her elbows with a shaking, weak body, feeling no strength in her muscles as she forced herself with a pained neck to look up at the clown.

The clown showed amusement to her situation with his fingers still dug into her hair, jerking her head to the right and causing her to grunt with pain. His smile then dropped before he threw Undyne to the side as if she was a toy he was bored of, her body rolling through the snow and effectively covering her in more.

By then her vision was starting to go dark, likely from the multiple impact injuries and the snow combined. Even though Undyne was a rather strong female, she wouldn't be able to press on forever. There was only so much that she could do before her body started to weaken. In fact, she was surprised she even made it this far, but upset that she wasn't able to do anything more. If only it wasn't snowing, then maybe she could do something!

With a darkened vision, Undyne could do nothing but watch as the clown dragged a long claw down Sans' face before his hands lowered. Grabbing ahold of the skeletons shoulders, the clown dragged Sans up from the snow, one of his slippers dropping to the ground with some excess snow.

Her vision went black.

~~~~~~

Undyne awoke with a start, finding herself laying in a bed. She looked around, gathering in her surroundings. A white curtain, white sheeted bed, and machines placed next to her. Hospital.

Someone found her.

The Doctors came in shortly, Undyne forcing herself to sit up more. Her body felt bruised, she was definitely left injured. Injured and hurt, but alive.

Asking the doctor supplied her with some information on what happened. The ambulance that was sent saw her blue scales and bright red hair in the snow and they brought her back. Searching the area, they the crash, along with three bodies. Undyne told him that she was with another monster, and asked if they found any dust or a skeleton. The man told her they didn't look for dust, and by how much it snowed, the dust would be covered by now. If Sans did die out there, they wouldn't be able to find his dust to see if he survived or not. Right now, he was considered a missing person.

She felt like crap.

Did she do something wrong? Undyne didn't think she did, she hadn't acted stupid. Did she? Was there a way she could have fought against him, a way to save those people or Sans? Was Sans even alive? What did the clown do to him?

It was Christmas morning, around 4 o'clock when she had woken up. The police had been brought in for questioning, and Undyne explained everything about what happened. They told her she had done the right choices, that she acted smart in that situation. To keep driving instead of changing the wheel when she knew there was a serial killer outside was a good idea, but she could have prevented the crash if she hadn't insisted on making a U-Turn. They told her it wasn't her fault, that the road was slippery during winter, and that she was making rational choices when faced with a killing clown.

It didn't help ease her. It was Christmas, and she caused the death of four people. One of which was her friend. Her best friends brother.

Oh, how would Papyrus react? What would he say?

It didn't take long for the Doctors to alert her friends that she was awake, letting them come in and pick her up. She didn't need to stay in the hospital, after a checkup the doctor explained that she only had some bruising and a few minor cuts from glass that were already bandaged. All she had to do was no exert herself and she would be fine.

She felt miserable, wishing them a good Christmas before leaving the hospital. She had wasted their time on Christmas of all days, and she had failed to save four people from deaths she should have been able to prevent.

Or would she have? If the other car wasn't there, Undyne might have been able to get away. But from what she heard before, and how she saw the clown was able to bend the metal door of the car, they might not have been able to get away anyway.

Undyne was silent on the car ride, looking outside at the snow covered terrain. It was supposed to be a holiday about family, and about cheer, but instead the car was filled with a grieved silence. Toriel tried to lighten the mood by making a joke, but no one responded. Sans was missing, and it was Undyne's fault. She didn't feel like jokes.

Getting back to the brightly decorated house was miserable. They had so many plans for the holiday. Right now, they were supposed to be dragging Sans out of bed to open presents. They weren't supposed to be getting home with dull faces, no one bothering to make Christmas cheer.

"Are you... holding up okay?" Toriel asked Undyne.

"... No," Undyne choked out.

She tossed her phone onto a table and sat down in the living room, covering her face with her hands. The Captain of the Royal Guard should have been able to save those people. The crash should have never happened, Undyne was better than that.

"IT WASN'T YOUR FAULT," Papyrus said, "AND- AND WE DON'T KNOW IF SANS IS DEAD! HE MIGHT... WE HAVE HOPE!"

Oh, how Undyne wanted to hope Sans was alive. She so desperately wanted to suddenly have him walk in through the door, announcing he managed to wake up at the last second and by some miracle escaped. But she knew it wouldn't have happened. He hit the door hard, and he was still out when she passed out. Sans wasn't one of the strongest monsters, he wouldn't have been able to put up any fight.

"No, you guys don't know what I saw," Undyne said, running a hand through her hair. "That clown... He was actually crazy. That thing had able to snap a humans neck with no effort... and he was hunting Sans down, too!"

"But there could have been another reason, we don't have proof that Sans is dead." Toriel rested a hand on her shoulder.

Papyrus nodded. "A-AND MAYBE SANS IS STILL OUT THERE! IF THE CLOWN LEFT YOU ALIVE, SANS MIGHT BE ALIVE TOO!"

"Those people are dead because of me, Papyrus," Undyne muttered, "That clown guy just... he had no problem killing any of them. I-I heard their screams, I looked that man in the eye as he... he..."

Toriel drew Undyne in for a hug, Undyne blinking back tears as she gripped onto the white furred shoulders. The fish monster wasn't one to cry, but after what happened, she didn't have much of a say in the matter.

"U-Um..."

Oh, how was Alphys handling this? Toriel seemed to be holding back her emotions to comfort the others, and Papyrus was trying his best to stay optimistic. But Alphys wasn't good with dealing with grief, or anything related.

"That b-box moved," Alphys mumbled lightly, pointing a shaking claw towards their christmas tree.

Everyone glanced over, noticing a box that they should have noticed earlier. It was a simple box, about half of the height of Undyne, yet still larger than the rest. The wrapping paper was a dark grey, and the bow on top was a pure white silk. Undyne couldn't see it move, but now that she was paying attention to her surroundings, she could still tell that the present wasn't like the others. It was bigger, and the wrapping paper was a different type than their own.

"It does seem out of place," Toriel pointed out.

"Know what, I'll open it," Undyne said, standing up. "If the clown somehow is in there, and he pops out and kills me, it'll at least give you time to escape."

"Wait, Undyne-"

But it was too late, Undyne was already stalking off towards the large gift before Papyrus could object further. With heavy arms, she forced herself to untie the top of the box and use her nails to rip through the wrapping paper easily. If the clown was hiding in there to just get her, or if this box contained some sort of mocking gift inside, Undyne was willing to take it. She let Sans die out there, the thoughts in her hands running loose as she pulled at the cardboard box to open it, Undyne was stupid and now Sans was-

In the box?

Looking down into the dark box, there he was. Sleeping peacefully, shifting slightly when the light invaded the inner shadows of the box. He was wearing the same thing as before, and he looked overall healthy. The cuts seemed to have been bandaged, and he looked like he was simply taking a nap.

The plastic ring was on his finger.

"O-Oh my... thank Toby Fox!" Undyne breathed out, "He's okay, o-oh h-he's here and he's okay and he's fine!"

Papyrus quickly rushed over and gasped when he saw his brother, the two quickly reaching in and plucking the small skeleton out of the box. Alphys and Toriel caught wind and they too hurried over, eager to see Sans safe and in their house.

Holding him fully into the morning light helped Undyne to look over his body, even though Papyrus was hugging the unconscious brother of his close to his chest. Yeah, the few cuts he had seemed to have been tended to, and there didn't seem to be any broken bones. Sans was fine, he was in there house and he was fine!

Undyne then noticed the note. The small piece of paper sticking out from between Sans and Papyrus, one that Papyrus had yet to notice. Toriel seemed to take notice of it too, plucking the paper from between them to find it had been taped to Sans' front shirt. The goat monster stared at it for a moment, with her lips pressed together before she turned it around for the rest of the group to see.

'Merry Christmas'