Gee, its hard being in someone else's body, especially if your in the body of that person who hates you the most.

A few hours have already passed and I can't still accept the fact that we've exchanged bodies, sure, Mom said this is a nice opportunity for us the get along. Even Dr. Gaster used to approve of us to get along but its really not gonna work.

Especially if HE doesn't cooperate well.

I scoffed and continued walking our way towards his Hotdog 'n cat stand.

"hey, can ya walk a bit faster?! I don't want ya to get cold in here...that'll be another burden for me." Sans turned his annoyed face towards me and marched along the big mounds of snow.

"yeah yeah, sheesh." I rolled my eyes and pulled the hood above me with his jacket. Its easy for him to say since he wears my boots and I'm just wearing his wet soaked pink slippers.

To cut the story short,

After we made that excuse with gaster and paps, we headed for Mom since she's the only one we could consult to somewhat help us with this issue.

Of course I wanted to pay her a visit, its just gonna surprise her to know that the 16 year old she used to call child has swapped bodies with a lazy ignorant skeleton.

I mean, its not your day to day routine to try to impersonate a cold guy like him.

Mom was obviously surprised at first, she even tried to call Dr. G about this coz she got worried for me but, we got off that thing in awhile after we explained what REALLY happened.

Surprisingly, it immediately changed her mind. In fact, she was happy about it! That it may be the start of a good friendship, companionship, relationship thing.

I know, I'm trying to exaggerate my tale here but its just the way things are for me.

She just gave us a 'don't worry it'll be solved soon.' statement. But on the contrary, Sans just starts being negative in a rude way about how bad my outfit was compared to his cool and comfortable style and he started blaming me again that I caused all this mess.

Says the one who did it...

I felt hatred towards him for treating me like this

For making my life miserable.

He treated me as an outsider, that explains why he never liked me in the first place.

But why?

What is that bad thing he sees in me that others don't see?

I know he called me a killer and explained some sort of timelines and stuff but...

Did he mistaken me for someone whom I'm not?

Weird it is, if it were for other people, they'd simply give up on the wrong judgement of others.

They'd rather have others hate, despise them other than they, themselves think of a way to prove them wrong.

And leaving them be only proves that their wrong judgements were right.

I'm different from that.

A part of me still has the guts to care for him and has the urge to make him like me

But why..?

Though he treated me wrong and that he makes a way with his words to turn my anger in...

A part of me wanted to know more about this guy.

Its been a week since I stayed, yes

But living with him doesn't seem to explain and reveal everything about him.

Maybe that's why THIS frenzy ride happened.

Maybe I was too sucked in with my thoughts back there in the lab, thinking about it, thinking of how he used to accuse me of everything.

I wanted to prove him wrong, I wanted to show him the truth that he doesn't know me yet, as well as me to him.

None of us knew each other...

And as life wrote it, it made a way for us to understand one another.

By being in each other's shoes.

Anyways, so me, being the very APPRECIATIVE and UNDERSTANDING one just accepted his nonsense alibis all along.

So yeah! Here we are now! Trying our best to get along, get to know each other better to impersonate the other!

"Ughh....how far is that burger stand of yours anyways." I groaned, easily feeling tired all of a sudden, maybe coz of Sans' body nature.

"first of all, its a hotdog 'n cat stand, second, we're almost there if you stopped your whining and complaints." He sneered, leaving me behind once again.

"Yeah right, your bossiness." I muttered.

"what did you just said?" He asked, coldly, that short brown hair slapping his face by the frosty wind.

"Oh nothing! I was just telling myself to hurry." I smiled cheekily as he brushed my nonsense statement off.

Not a moment later, we arrived at the stand he was saying. Not to mention it's in Hotland,

Of all places...

Not just that! Its in Metta's hotel lobby by what I assumed was the food court that is. I wonder if he paid a lot of muns to get this spot.

"ok, so you have to follow the-

"Meh, its just a piece of cake, its no harder than a hotdog selling game." I boasted as I prepared the cooked water sausages and condiments.

He stared at me in disbelief with that grumpy face of a kid who didn't got a nice cream.

His attitude doesn't even suit a nice cream if you ask me.

"oh really?"

"Yes, REALLY. your just afraid that I would beat your butt off your job." I smiled, triumphantly, seeming to finally win an argument from him.

He raised a brow and kept it cool but that's when a smug grin formed on his lips.

"challenging me, ey? Let's just see who'll win this contest." he smirked, pulling a set of ingredients in front of him.

"W-wait! A C-contest?! You didn't say anything about a-

"oh didn't I? Or these customers would have to explain it for you." He grinned, pointing at the sea of monsters, looming before our tiny stand.

"are you up for this, small fry?"

"Pfft! Your joking. Your not worthy against me! You'll just shower me with CONDIMENTS later, princess." I smirked as we had this eye contact tension.

"not so bad for a beginner, i say." he cockily said.

Not a moment later, we both started in the nick of time.

Customer

after customer

after customer

Everything was going well for him, except for me.

I regret taking the challenge, it was quite...

hard for me...

I can't even get the menu right. I have to admit, its easier in the game.

But!

I will still prove that I can do this! I'll try to do my best!

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|| Sans' POV ||

"'ere ya go" I sold the last hotdog to my last customer and sighed.

Weird, i didn't even break a sweat this time. I feel so pumped up.

No wonder why she can work almost 24/7, beating the clock in place.

"What's the problem, kid?"

"I-i....t-the nice creams a-are s-sold out *sniff sniff* i didn't e-even get to b-buy one today *sniff sniff*..." a little bunny cried, with her ears folded down.

"Say, why don't you buy a hotcat instead? Its a neat treat too, don'tcha think?" Frisk consoled, wiping the hot tears of the bunny.

Interested to listen, I just watched her, curious of what she might do.

"Save your money, I'll give this to you for free, is that ok?"

"o-Okay....thank you, mister..." Frisk handed the hotcat and smiled warmly.

"No problemo, every cute little kid like you also deserves a free.....nice cream!!!" Frisk smiled warmly and fuzzed the hair of the small bunny kid as she gave the nice cream to her.

"WOW!! I thought they're already sold out!!! Thank you so much! You're really sweet, mister! I hope you'll have an ICE day!!" the bunny grinned happily as she hopped up and down.

"Hahaha, same for you, but you have to head home now, its almost nighttime, kid. You might be chilled to the bone." she joked, earning a childish laugh.

Heh...who knew she can be this kind.

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"Okay, toodles!~" the bunny waved as she waved back.

A smile started to form onto my lips as I walked up to her.

"so, giving out free food, huh." I brought in as she was jolted in shock, petrified in fact.

"Y-yes!! W-what about it?!" she puffed her cheekbones and averted her gaze. I simply chuckled which seemed to annoy her most of the time.

"its just really nice of you to do something like that, cheering her up."

"O-oh...its no big deal at all." she stuttered, starting to get flustered.

Heh...some tough girl she is.

"i didn't know you have a heart, since well, your all bones now." I teased, earning a grumpy face from her, which to my amusement.

"EXCUSE ME?!"

"what? Am i not telling the truth? i thought nothing gets under your skin...oh wait, you don't have a skin." I smirked as she started to point an accusing finger on me.

"One more time, and I'll end you, Sans." She glared as her face turned blue, not from embarrassment, but from anger fuming in her.

"alright, alright....try me." I grinned wider.

I can tell, she was having it.

She balled her fists as her expression dimmed.

I was expecting for an impact but nothing came, she only screamed in frustration as she threw her hands in the air.

"Forget it..." she huffed in defeat, as she slumped back on the desk.

"can't bring yourself to hurt me, huh." I went on.

"N-NO! I CAN TOTALLY BEAT YOU!"

"riigght...you can hurt me but you can't win over a simple contest, how iro- OWW!" I yelped from her punch by my nose.

"You asked for it." She snickered, rolling her eyes innocently.

"gee, i was only kidding. taking things too seriously, are we not?" I hissed in pain as I rubbed my pudgy nose, of all parts to hit.

Why the nose bridge??!

Still, it was hers, not mine but the pain!

Soon I felt nausea hammering my head, that's when a few drips of blood trickled down my nose.

"OH MY GOODNESS! I'M SO SORRY! I DIDN'T MEAN TO-"

She apologized frantically as soon as she noticed the blood.

She reached for a towel and draped in on my nose.

"Try titling your head forward while you put a bit pressure on your nose." putting the pressure on my nose, she continued to help me in any possible way.

"nah, I'm good." I reassured, wiping the mess of blood under my nose as it left red blotches on the towel.

"No you're not, I insist"

I finally gave up and let her do all the magic.

Every time she hits a bad part causing me to wince, she suddenly says sorry as she dabbed the ice pack on my nose.

Caring defines it.

Somehow, it intrigues me on how worrisome and at the same time, careless she can be.

But she makes a way on how to make it up for someone.

Determined she is.

Is she only doing all of this just by the heck of it?

Because it seems so much more to her.

The worried face, the guilt, the sacrifice.

I guess not.

She's not whom I think she was before.

Totally the opposite of my impressions.

"Sorry....i just can't think straight sometimes..haha..." she cowered, still wearing that worried expression on her face but she giggled softly for cover.

She doesn't want to be seen as a weak person, huh...

Of course i don't want to make her feel bad over a simple nose bleed.

So, I tried to lighten up the mood by showing her that everything's just fine with a smile.

To be honest, the pain was nothing to me.

I already endured so much more pain before than this...

"welp, we better start cleaning if we wanted to get home sooner." I said as she bobbed her head, approvingly.

After a few minutes of cleaning and putting everything in place. We stopped in our tracks and gave ourselves a rest.

The blinding lights of the food court was turned off one by one as the other concessionaires evacuated the place.

Leaving us with Bpants on our opposite side, who seemed tired of day's work as he collapsed on a nearby table.

"I'm tired...." Frisk groaned, as her face wears a tired yet embarrassed expression.

"welp, look's like i won."

"No you didn't! I clearly proved you wrong." she retorted, seeming to be back in the mood as her face molded a sense of pride.

"never in your dreams, I won it clean. I sold a total of 154 hotdogs and 68 hotcats. Surprisingly, the number of customers highly increased today than of last week's."

"...So? Your point being......?" She yawned as she did a bit of stretching.

I was taken a back to say the exact answer as I looked away in embarrassment.

Never I had been this embarrassed,

Well,

I just can't accept the fact that she did well on my job. Considered the fact that I doubted she'll make it.

"the sales rate increased.....that simply means that...." she raised a brow as she waited for my endearing words.

Her smug face makes my stomach churn and think otherwise than admit it.

But that would only reveal some weakness in me.

"t-thank you!!, for it........" I scoffed a bit, spitting my words of appreciation like poison with a hint of red, dusting my cheeks.

Loud snores interrupted my thoughts as I saw her dozing the day off on the wooden desk of the stand.

Really...

Am I really a sleepyhead?

I snickered as I thought of how silly I am to sleep in the middle of one of Papyrus' lectures just like how Frisk is right now.

It must be really annoying.

Its almost nighttime in the surface world though, we must head home now and Paps and dad might be worried sick.

"hey Frisk, wake up, we hafta go now."

"frisk....Friiisssk.....FRISK!" I yelled, but she didn't moved an inch, she only continued snoring.

I tried to snap my fingers, hoping that I might've a bit of my powers. But to my dismay.

Great, now I'll have to carry her home.

Groaning, I zipped her jacket and positioned her for a piggyback ride. As I felt the weight, I felt the pain by my back.

Arghh! Why do I have to be this heavy??? I must really work my bones out with Undyne and Paps exercise sessions.

I actually did join them before, but I ended up snoring by the half of the whole running track

It's such a shame.

A little later, we're already halfway home.

"C-cold...." she whimpered making me startled a bit as she gripped hard on my neck.

How could she get cold? I mean, my body doesn't even get to feel coldness nor hotness.

Sighing, I unwrapped the scarf on my neck and covered it to her.

Knew this would happen.

Seeing everything that happened today

It almost makes me believe that she is innocent.

Nothing seems to be off about her, her acts of kindness shows that.

Her worries and her guilt

Thinking about it, I feel sorry for accusing her as a different person. I judged her way too much, heck i even treated her wrong.

I never really knew anything about her nor her history.

So who am I to judge her in the first place?

I think i only made her hate me after everything i did but...

Does it really matter?

For her to hate me?

Its not like i would care...right?

But dread hangs over me and a part of me wanted to understand her,

To care...?

The next thing I knew is that we already made it home. I collapsed and started panting of how exhausted and tired am I on the front porch.

Nobody really seemed to be home since it was all too silent. That's great coz I'll skip the explanations of why we just arrived late and for why Frisk, or should I say me as of now is carrying Sans, a.k.a Frisk.

Finally, I simply have to take Frisk to my room and sleep on the couch like how she usually does before.

I know I have no right to complain but the couch is as hard as a rock itself!

Sometimes I wonder how she endures the pain every morning, waking up from cramps and sore all over. I pity her....well, kinda? I dunno.

As I opened the door, dad's groggy silhouette welcomed me, sleeping on the couch.

"d-dad? I mean, Dr. G..?" I corrected myself as he stirred up with a deep whine.

"why are you sleeping on the couch?? You do have your own room, remember? This is my sleeping spot." I asked.

He groggily adjusted himself on the couch with his eye sockets tightly closed.

"....i......i'm waaiting for a....delivery...." he yawned, seeming like he isn't really aware of everything.

"a delivery...? this late? can't you just check that delivery in the morning? I'm sure the deliverer would leave it on the front porch or either the mailbox. 'Sides, I'm KO-ed." I reasoned, groaning of exhaustion.

"Nah.......I'm taking the couch...you may just call it a night in Sans' room...you may share the room.."

"wHAT?!?"

"Shhh! Dun worry, jus....tell me if Sans thinks otherwiseeeee....jehe."

SANS, THINKS OTHERWISE, I THINK OTHERWISE. He's not himself i swear.

"can't i just sleep in your room?? Please reconsider Dr. G, its SANS whom we're talking about here." I complained, a bit of sarcasm in my tone like how Frisk does it to me. I hope that alibi would work.

"dr. G??"

Great, juuust great. Dad's literally KO-ed. Note to self: never ever ask anything when Dad is asleep.

Now, i have to share my tiny room with her. What else could've gone worse?!

I heaved a frustrated sigh, and started carrying her up the stairs. I could actually feel some bones breaking as of now.

Does Frisk even workout? Even simple exercises? Because her body feels a bit limp when it comes to carrying stuff.

Now I'm sure that she isn't that demon girl. Coz they're total opposites but the attitude? I don't think so. I think its normal coz she's a girl after all.

I collapsed as she fell on the mattress losing balance, catching me off guard.

"finally, guess I'll just sleep on the floor for the night." I got myself the blanket from the mattress and snuck in tight.

But she pulled my leg letting me stumble down beside her.

"Don't leave me...please....." she mumbled, wrapping her arms around me. I was hesitant but her coughing fits alarmed me.

I stayed still unable to move because of that disturbing feeling rising up my chest as she brought me closer to her.

"Thank you.....sans...." she smiled as she snuggled closer to me.

I was dazed and felt my cheeks burning.

But...No! not happening!

I'm only doing this for her to be warm, she might've caught a terrible cold when I was carrying her in the frosty winds of Snowdin.

I slowly shifted my position, for me to hug her.

I can't believe I'm actually doing this but its the only way for me to at least make up for my bad attitude to her.

Maybe she isn't so bad as she might seem to be.

Funny..

Now I feel totally embarrassed. I guess this body swap incident wasn't so bad after all.

I reached for the blanket earlier and covered her entirely.

"g'night, kid."

~•~•~•~•

The bright light of the gems illuminated on my face as I yawned helplessly.

I smiled as I rolled unto the side for the blanket but was met face to face with none other than-

"EEEEEK!"

"WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL AM I DOING IN YOUR ROOM?!!!" Frisk shrieked, jolting up wide awake.

"CHANCING ON ME HUH! YOU PERVERT!" she yelled and slapped me with her pillow.

"owww! owww! let me explain!" I gulped, dodging her pillow attacks.

"YOU LIAR! AT LEAST GIMME SOME PRIVACY!"

"HEY! YOU WERE THE ONE WHO BEGGED ME TO SLEEP BESIDE YOU!" I reasoned.

Suddenly, the door creaked open.

"Sans? Breakfast is ready......?" Dad stopped and saw our fighting mess till we stopped on our tracks.

"Dr. G! I can explain! Its all Sans fault! He started that-

"no dad! believe me! look at what she did to me now! I am her!!!"

"And I am him!!"

Dad looked at us quizzically and simply laughed after that long pause.

"My my....what are you two talking about? what do you mean you are him and he is you?" he snorted.

"You know what, you two might just be dreaming. I see no weird difference between the two of you." without a single blink, we both looked at ourselves.

Oh....

so everything really was just a bad dream, was it?

"But why is Frisk in here, hmmm Sans?" Dad grinned smugly turning me into a flustered mess.

Wait, didn't he remember that he was the reason why we both have to share my room last night. Thinking about it made me embarrassed even more.

"s-she's....ju...u-u-ummm-

"Oh, Sans just called me to kill the cockroach crawling around in his room." Frisk giggled, pointing towards the disarrayed pillow fluff mess.

Yeah right, a cockroach...such an acceptable reason for someone who's been shrieking and hitting pillows with.

"I heard him shrieking so I came to check him out." she snorted, holding back her laughter from my embarrassed and grumpy face.

"Haha, alright. Clean your room soon, ey son? We don't want to be humiliated in front of a lady again, do we?" he chuckled before leaving the room.

1...2...3...

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

There goes the laughing...

"stop it Frisk...you're laughter is annoying." I peevishly said.

"OH GEE, I JUST CAN'T HAHAHA! Ha...ha...haha...ok I'll stop." she sighed wiping stray tears.

"It feels good to be back in my body again! I can finally get back to my usual eating routine." she rejoiced, jumping into the air.

"aight, I don't really know what happened but i'm glad nevertheless."

"I guess it was all just some bad dream...?"

"bad dream or not, I'm never letting that happen EVER again." I swore, giving a sigh of relief.

An odd silence followed, slowly eating our thoughts up but was interrupted by the laughter bursting from us.

Soon our laughs died down turning everything back into an awkward situation.

"heh....i guess you're not so bad after all, Frisk."

"haha..same thing, Sans." she smiled a bit as I gave her a smile, not a smirking kind or a teasing one but a genuine and comforting smile.

"frisk..?"

"Hmm?"

"can we...uhh...go out after this? Ya know...some get-to-know-more walk thing? Since we both developed some bad impressions...." I asked, hoping she would agree.

"O-ok i understand.....i'm glad your starting to be open and straight with your feelings." she giggled.

"w-wha...? I never said that I-

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! THIS IS NOT HAPPENING!" A loud voice jerked us, i think it was Dad's?

"I guess it came from the lab, I think its another experiment incident." she pondered.

"we should check it out" I sighed.

"Aight! But I'll be the one to check it out first!" she taunted, pulling my hood down before sprinting away.

"HEY! I'M GONNA- oh wait, i have my powers back anyways...oh well, this is gonna be one busy day for me." I snickered and snapped my fingers for the trick.

Everything turned out better than I anticipated, at least we both learned to get along somehow.

But...strange...

I feel sad..?

My thoughts suddenly landed on the events that happened last night and as I come to think of it.

I feel disturbed...

Could i have possibly liked her...?

Oh please! That too escalated quick, did it not?

I'm still unsure so I'll let it slide for now.

I have to turn the wheels of my head to focus on what has to be focused on.

I might just ask her out again. It might not be today, tomorrow...but someday. NOT THAT I REALLY WANTED TO, OK?!

THE END xD

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