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We have now located you.
Turn yourself in
Or die

Hecton

That was what the letter read when you came home from Grillbys. You had shown Sans the letter. He basically freaked out.

"Fuck what are we gonna do?" You asked yourself and went to sit down on the couch.

"Well depends." Sans said, coming to sit next to you. You hummed. "Is that hunt the hunter plan still standing?" He asked you.

Well was it? I mean you could protect yourself, as well as Sans could protect himself. But could we make it? Would we die? Would we be outnumbered?

"Well it is. I would turn myself in and kill the boss or something, but guess who's lost their memory?" You said frustrated. Why the fuck did you have to lose your god damn memories? Alphys had even warned you for fucks sake.

"Listen, don't go even thinking about blaming yourself for this k? You lost your memories. So what? You didn't lose your life." Sans said and grabbed your hand. He squeezed it softly and smiled at you. This wasn't a smile you'd ever seen at Sans' face. This smile was.. Determined? Was that the right word? "Well we better get packing. We don't wanna get hunted down, now do we?" Sans suggested.

"Yeah. Good plan." You agreed and stood up. "I'll call Undyne if they have sleeping bags. Can you get any other stuff?"

"Like canned food? Are we gonna prepare for a zombie apocalypse now?"

"Yes, probably. By the way, get all ammo you can get. Can you teleport to Jack and ask if he has anything?" You asked him.

"So you're makin me do all the hard work eh?" Sans smirked and kissed your lips.

"Yup." You quickly said and took out your phone to call Undyne.

Turns out, Undyne hasn't ever camped in her life. Well that was useless then. You doubted that Toriel or Asgore had any, so the only option would be Lucas.

You rang Lucas number. It picked up at the second time calling. "Hey (Y/N)." He said.

"Hey uh, I'm kinda in a rush right now. Do you have, by any chance, two sleeping bags?" You asked quickly. Lucas was literally your last resort. Or you would have to go to the store to get them, which where you would quickly be hunted down.

"I think I have some. Hold on I'll look for you." Lucas said. THANK FUCKING GOD. "Yes I have them! Are you coming over?"

Haha, small chance. "Uh, actually, can you bring them to my apartment? I might be in danger." You quickly explained.

"Huh? Okay well I will be there in like 10 minutes or something." Lucas said and hung up.

You had to admit, you did a small dance of victory after that call. It wasn't soon or your doorbell rung. You opened the door and saw Lucas and Chuck standing there. "Hey!" I greeted them, trying not to sound distressed.

"Chuck wanted to tag along when you told me you were in danger. Dunno why." Lucas explained. "In what kind of danger are you anyway?"

"Uh.. Can't really tell." You said and swallowed. "It's a long story."

Chuck had seemed to notice something on your floor and picked it up. Of course, it was the fucking letter of Hecton. "(Y/N).. Oh my god." He said in all seriousness.

"Don't worry, Sans and I are gonna handle it."

"No, no, you don't understand." Chuck said calmly and took something out of his pocket. An FBI badge for fucks sake. "I'm a secret agent. We have been locating Hecton and know where their base is." He said.

Oh my fucking god.

"What if you tag along and help us locate the base? Not that I'm forcing you by the way." You asked. This could actually fucking work. I could cry right now.

"Sure." Chuck accepted. "I've got guns, wigs and make-up in my car." He said casually. "And I have a knife and gun with me all the time. I can protect you."

Oh well.

"I'm pretty sure I can protect myself, but thanks anyway." You thanked him and lifted up your shirt, revealing the gun you were carrying with you.

What must Lucas be thinking right now actually?

"Can you do it?" Chuck asked.

"Can I do what exactly?"

"Can you shoot, handle a gun?" He asked again and looked at you. Where was this cheerful Chuck you had seen earlier this night?

"I can. I recently learned I was actually one of the top members of Hecton actually. I went a couple of times to the shooting range and hit all bull's eyes." You said and looked at Chuck, who was nodding proudly. You looked over to Lucas, who just seemed lost in all this.

"I want to join too!" Lucas said suddenly. "I might not have any weapons on me, but I can handle a gun."

Okay how can everyone I know have a special dark side?

"How come?" Chuck asked simply.

"Uh.. I.. I went hunting with my Dad quite a bit. Haha." Lucas laughed and scratched his head. There was something clearly off. You didn't want to address it though, it might offend him.

"Kay then. We'll just wait for Sans now and teleport to Lucas' apartment. We can set up a plan there." You said. Honestly, I was very excited. This was like a real life book or game. I wouldn't really say dreams come true, but, dreams come true.

As if it was his cue, Sans appeared and shot you a weird look when you were standing with these two boys, showing guns at each other. Sans himself had a handful of guns himself. "I got a few extra handguns and a sniper." He informed you. "By the way, what are those two doing here, showing guns?"

Chuck laughed and took out his FBI badge again. "I'm a secret agent and know the Hecton base. We might have a plan to destroy that organization once and for all."