Sans POV

So...it's been a month since the barrier broke. Frisk introduces us to the humans and tries their best, as a ten year old child, to be a good ambassador. Luckily she has Toriel and the others to help.

...eh I'm too lazy to help.

Just kidding.

Kinda...

It just...depends on the day, I guess.

I'm slouching on the couch in the Dreemur house living room with Frisk on the floor drawing a picture.

It's Summer on the surface so the kid won't need to be in school (preferably the one Tori, Asgore, and a few other monsters and humans are building. The humans, for the most part, have accepted us as always.) For at least another month and a half or so.

Suddenly my brother comes bounding down the stairs with Toriel trailing behind, once they reach the floor Toriel turns and starts walking towards the kitchen. Probably off to try a new pie recipe. Papyrus walks towards me.

"BROTHER! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, UNDYNE, ALPHYS, AND THE HUMAN INVITE YOU TO WATCH METTATONS NEW SHOW. IT'S THE FIRST EPISODE TO EVER HIT THE AIR ON THE SURFACE!"

I glance towards Frisk who's dropped their crayons to raise their hands a bit, signaling they were about to sign.

*I never suggested this* They do their best to keep their hands out of Paps view. Luckily he doesn't have the best eye-sight. I put on my signature smile and turn my attention back towards him.

"nah bro i'll pass. i think i've had my fair share of watching that walking tin man. you know
the purpose of having Dish Network is so that we can watch anything and everything else."

"SANS! YOU COULD AT LEAST SIT THROUGH ONE MORE EPISODE AND SUPPORT OUR FRIEND."

"you mean your friend."

"I JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU HAVE AGAINST HIM. I THINK HE'S GREAT...BUT NOT AS GREAT AS ME OF COURSE, NYEHEHEHEH!" He stands in his signature GRRRREAT PAPYRUS pose with his scarf somehow flowing in the non-existent "wind".

"well, i guess you could say i..."

"SANS, DON'T YOU DARE!"

"...don't get along with him like you do. what did you think i was gonna say, Paps? apun?" His face falls...I knew he secretly liked them.

"WELL...I JUST ASSUMED THAT..." I decide to interrupt him.

"hm...welp i guess i can't pass down a 'pun'tacular oppor'ton'ity like this 'tin can' i?" A faint chuckle can be heard from the kitchen. She always did have an ear for bad jokes.

"YOUR PUNS ARE TERRIBLE!" He stamps his foot on the ground.

"i'm sorry, bro, i just can't..." I stand up. "...'stomp' it." I add a wink to that one. He groans.

"OH MY GOD!" He turns on his heel and storms off.

I chuckle lightly and grab my blue hoodie off the arm of the soft, gray couch. "You were smiling!"

Muffled words come from wherever Pap ran off to. He probably said something along the lines of: I AM AND I HATE IT.

Frisk is hunched over clenching their stomach silently laughing. In this timeline no one except me, and Flowey know they're selectively mute.

"heheh, okay one more." I slip on my pink slippers (A/N seriously...are they pink or blue?? I'm confused...) and clear my "throat". (A/N...again: I...don't know how else to put it...) "Pa'bye'rus! i'm going to Grillby's 2.0!"

A loud THUMP can be heard somewhere within the house.

"NYAHH!!!"

I walk towards the door, two pairs of feet rush to the scene.

"...he'll be fine." I murmur to myself.

Before going out the door I decide to see what the kid was drawing. Walking over I pick up the sheet of paper.

...

Why doesn't this surprise me...

I place the paper back on the ground, walk out the door, and onto the walk.

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Yeah, yeah...

This was short.

This was boring..

This was a filler....

I'm sorry but........

FRET NOT HUMAN FOR I THE...er......

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