"Hunt the hunter." Sans repeated. "How the fuck do we do that?"

"Well we lead the assassin towards something and y'know. Hunt them?"

"Like killing them?"

"Yup."

We were silenced for a minute. If we think this plan through, it could work right?

"We're not doing it." Sans said, interrupting your thoughts.

"What? Why not?"

"It's far too dangerous!"

"Dude I'm literally getting assassinated right now. Fighting back doesn't seem that dangerous to me." He wanted to protest, but you continued speaking. "As much as I hate to say it, It's kill or be killed out here."

[Men's toilet, Surface | 1:37 PM ]

You were standing in a toilet again. Of course had sans teleported you in here.

"We're here again?" You questioned and stepped out of the toilet.

"Yup. If we're gonna hunt down anyone, we may as well do it good right?" He said as he took you towards the shooting range owner.

"Oh hello! You two are back again?" Jack greeted you. You nodded in response.

"Can I tell you something?" You asked the old man as he was preparing a small hand gun for you.

"Go ahead." The man smiled kindly.

"I'm getting assassinated right now. So I wanted to take shooting lessons. I want to be able to fight back." You explained with a determined look in your eyes.

The man had a shocked expression plastered on his face. "That's truly a lot. Well follow me then." Jack said and signed towards the door behind the counter.

It took you towards a personal shooting range. Everything looked quite new, but there was loads of dust, meaning it wasn't used as much as the other ranges.

"This is my personal shooting range. But you can practice here anytime if you like." He smiled.

Should we trust this man? He's too kind. Well he could've killed me by now so. "Thank you so much!" You smiled.

"And you don't have to worry about the noise, it's soundproof in here." Jack said and went back to get a gun for you.

"Pretty cool place huh?" Sans said and wrapped an arm around your shoulder.

"Yup."

Jack came back with a couple of handguns. He handed one to you. "We're now going to test which one fits you best."

In your hand was a black hand gun. You recalled this one from the last session and nodded.

"You can shoot now.""

You focused on the head first. You fired three bullets, all perfectly in the head.

"Three headshots!" Jack cheered.

"Nice work babe!"

Now you focused on the heart. Again, you fired three bullets.

"How does she do this?" Jack said, probably because they were bullseye again. "I have two other guns. Can you pick them up and fire them for me please?" Jack suggested.

You picked up the first gun on the table immediately noticed how heavy it was. You fired on the head again and missed the target just barely, which was unusual.

The second gun was way too light. You fired and didn't expect the enormous knockback, causing the gun to knock against your head.

You yelled and lay it down again. "I think I'll stick to the very first one." You told Jack.

"Good choice." Jack smiled sympathetically and took the heavy and the light guns and dropped them into his deep pockets. "Take this gun with you no matter what. Everywhere is danger." Jack said and walked you towards the shop part of the building.

"Okay. How much does it cost?" You said and leaned on the counter to take out your purse.

"Oh you can get it for free dear. Take this holster as well. Just make sure you don't get killed out there, will ya?"

"Will do sir. Thanks." you smiled and put the holster on your hips. You clicked your gun into it and teleported away with Sans.

[ Home, Surface | 4:06 PM ]

When you got home, Sans immediately collapsed on the couch.

"Hey I did the hard work here." You protested and lay down next to him.

Sans grinned. "So what did Alphys want anyway?"

"Well she brought the letter. Mettaton came by as well by the way." You said and snuggled into his jacket.

"What did the toaster want?"

"Oh I'm making like the design for a robot body for Napstablooks birthday."

"Nice." He smiled. "So got any ideas for the form?"

"Well blue and DJish I guess." You said.

Sans took one hand out of his pocket and used his telekinetic powers to fetch Paper and a pencil for you. He handed you the supplies.

"Start drawing my dear vertebabe. His b-day is in five days already."

Oh for fucks sake MTT. "Jesus." You swore under your breath and began sketching out a basic robot like mettaton.

"Nah you can call me Sans." Sans snickered at his own joke.

"Okay Sans. So have you got any ideas for this form Sans? I'd really appreciate if you have Sans." You grinned.

"I have actually. Though, my ideas seem a little sketchy." Sans said and took the art supplies out of your grip.

You snickered and watched him draw a robot. "Maybe he should have like a cap and white hair."  You suggested.

He nodded and drew that. "What about headphones?

You replied with a no and watched him draw the musical bot.

[ Home, Surface | 5:16 PM ]

Turns out, Sans can draw really well.

The two of  you ha drawn a robot, much like Mettaton. He had white hair in the same style as MTT, a cap, placed backwards on his head, and his signature headphones. The body was much like mettatons, but the pink was replaced with blue, and he obviously wasn't wearing high heels.

You moth were happy with the result. Therefore, you had earned to order two 'celebration pizzas.'

You also quickly decided to let Alphys know about napstabot.

You: Hey guess what
You: hehe
Alphys :3: Well what? :D
You: I'll give you a hint
Alphys :3: okidoki
You: NABSTABOT HAS RISEN

You typed and attached a picture of your drawing to the message

Alphys :3: Hold on it's downloading
You: k
Alphys :3: OMGJDFJKS
Alphys :3: OH MY GOD YES
You: DONT YOU MEAN OH YES!!!~~ ~~
Alphys :3: ITS SO COOL!

You smirked and showed the messages to Sans. He grinned and hugged your waist as he was laying with his head on your lap.

Your ringtone was playing and by a quick glance on the phone, you saw Alphys was calling you.

"DAARLING!" The other end of the line shouted in your ear.

You playfully hit sans' head when he laughed, really, really loud at your face. This was your 'I-Have-Just-Been-Ear-Raped face.'

"Oh Hi MT." You greeted him.

"DAARLING THAT DRAWING LOOKS SO GOOD!" Mettaton shouted again. Maybe he should be hang out less with Papyrus.

"Thanks! I think you would want to thank Sans as well, since he helped me." You grinned and gave the phone to the skeleton on your lap.

"Sup." Sans said casually.

"Well. Thank you as well Sans." Mettaton sighed.

"No probs."

"By the way, did you enjoy the spaghetti cupcakes Papy made?" Mettaton asked.

"Yeah. The texture was kinda weird though. They were nice."

"Well we have to go! Alphys just ran to her lab! TOODLES!" Mettaton hung up.

The doorbell eventually rang. So sans stood up and took the order.

"So pizza?"

"Pizza."

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(A/N)

MAYBE PIZZA CAN BE OUR ALWAYS <333

jk

Dude my bedroom is lit this summer. I'm literally melting its so hot help me save me from this hell

okay bye

xx <--- these are ironic