(If you chose to say no, continue to the next chapter)

"I... I think that it's best that we remain safe... I don't feel like running from people anymore. I'm sorry...," you said apologetically.

Sans shrugged. "I thought that you might say something like that. Honestly, I would have said the same thing. If you were to get hurt, that would mean that both of us would be gone. Not to mention, you still only have... 1.5 HP. If I could fix that, I would. With HP like that, no wonder you thought better safe than sorry, actually!" Sans exclaimed as he stared at your HP bar.

"Hey! At least, I have .5 more HP than you!" you retorted.

"That doesn't mean anything! We're both still goners if we get attacked by anything or anyone! Even a tiny Whimsun could wipe us off the face of the Underground. Besides, I think Toriel won't forgive me if we simply jump into the face of danger and tell a bad pun before running for our lives."

You giggled. "I wouldn't be running for my life! I'd be running while screaming at the top of my lungs in terror!"

"Ooh. Could you show me?" Sans asked.

"Hahahahahaha- Don't get you hopes up," you answered.

"Maybe they could just lock us in here instead of getting us locked up for "safety purposes". You know?"

"Maybe we should go back and give them our answer. I don't want to make Undyne mad again...," you told Sans.

Sans laughed. "YOU didn't do anything! It was ME who made that fish lady mad! How were you able to befriend her?!" he asked.

You recalled the crazy date and laughed awkwardly. "I smashed veggies with MY BARE HANDS!!!"

"Oh my gosh. That's amazing! Okay, let's go," Sans said as he regained control and code jumped down the stairs. All the code jumping made your head hurt. A lot.

"'Sup guys. I got your answer," Sans said to Undyne.

"Yeah? What is it?" asked Undyne.

Sans held up his hands. "Bring out the handcuffs and call me Jailbird Joey. I'm going to prison for my not-crimes."

Everyone looked surprised. Undyne had a questioning look on her face. "Really?! I thought you'd say no!" she exclaimed.

"Welp, I changed my mind."

"At least, the girl will be safe...," Toriel said with a sigh.

"AS LONG AS EVERYONE LIVES, WE'LL BE FINE! I'LL VISIT YOU EVERY SINGLE DAY, BROTHER! IT'LL BE LIKE A VACATION FROM THE HOUSE EVERY DAY!!" Papyrus announced.

Mettaton crossed his robot arms and sighed. "I'm just glad that nobody died in this episode! That's new for me, but I've actually grown quite attached to all of you people."

Undyne stood up from the floor and redid her bright red ponytail. "The sooner we get going, the better then. I'd doubt that you'll be getting the handcuffs. Also, you'll only be there for about a day or two. The king will get this all sorted out at some point when I tell him what's going on and then he'll announce you free. Then, Alphys should be able to separate your souls and get (y/n) back to normal. Once again, I'm sorry about this..."

"How many times have you apologized again? Also, I didn't even know that there was a prison in the Underground."

"It's at Asgore's castle. We should be there in-"

Snap!

You were dragged through the code with Undyne being dragged behind. Surprisingly, in a few seconds, you reappeared. Sans, looking almost completely wiped out, finished Undyne's sentence. "About a second?"

Undyne looked to Sans and then the castle in disbelief. You could tell that Sans was satisfied with the results of his action because of the look on his and Undyne's face. Undyne looked like she was going to ask how, but then decided that it was probably better not to ask. She then shrugged and led the way.

Of course, Undyne simply locked you and Sans up and turned around to leave. Before she left, a cheeky grin appeared on her face from out of nowhere and she said, "Have fun, Jailbird Joey." You giggled and Sans grinned. (Lol! Back to the Future reference!!). She finally left and Sans pressed his back against the stone-hard walls and sled into a sitting position.

"So, what do we do now? Count cracks on the ceiling or count cracks on the floor?" asked Sans as he looked to the ceiling and started counting cracks. "One, two, three, four, five thousand, six million, seven billion, eight trillion..."

You shrugged. He crossed his arms and closed his eyes and was soon sleeping/dozing. Sans was then standing next to you with the pink soul in his hands. He sat onto the ground and the both of you remain silent. Once again, like so many times before, there was nothing to say. The eerie silence was all around and you sat down too. You stared at the soul. That was your determination! At this point, you didn't really care anymore. You leaned against him and closed your eyes. Wasn't it still afternoon, though? Well, what time did you and Sans wake up?

One hour...

Two hours...

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick... Tock... Tick... Tock...

"Knock knock."

"Huh?" you asked. You jumped when he spoke out of the blue. He shook his head at you. You then realized your mistake.

"Wow. You must be terrible at knock-knock jokes. You're s'posed to say "who's there?", right?" asked Sans.

"S-Sorry! Who's there?" you asked.

"Opportunity."

You thought about the joke. Wait a second! You've heard this before! "That's impossible! Opportunity never comes knocking twice!"

You both snickered at the joke. You thought to yourself. Was this his attempt at passing the time? Well, it was better than the silence.

"Knock knock," you said taking a leap of faith in your joking skills.

"Who's there?"

"Déja."

"Déja who?" asked Sans.

"Knock knock."

Sans giggled despite the fact that the joke wasn't funny at all. He was ready with a better comeback than yours.

"Why did the chicken cross the road? To hunt somebody down. Knock knock," he said.

"Uhh... Who's there?"

"The chicken."

That was when you laughed again. Sans was too good. You knew you had to step it up a little bit. You smirked with another bad joke fresh in your mind.

"Knock knock."

"Who's there?"

"The door you bonehead!" you said playfully shoving him.

Sans had that look again. DOOR PUN ALERT!!! "Wow. I walked into that one!" That was when you both cracked up and he continued.

"If I had to go overseas, would you remember me after a year?" asked Sans looking hopeful.

"Yes."

"And two years?"

"Yes."

"Five years?"

"Yes!"

"Knock knock."

"Who's there?"

"Well, that hurts!" he said. You playfully shove him again. He was both cruel and amazing. Just because of that joke, if it were even possible for him to go overseas, you'd be sure to remember him.

"Seriously, would ya?" he asked already knowing your answer.

You nodded and hugged him. He wrapped his arm around you just like back in the Wishing Cave. Sure, it was dark and ominous and your determination was being shared with him and you only had 1.5 HP. At the moment, who cares?

"What'll happen when we get out of this mess...?" you asked softly.

"We'll find a way to make sure you're not going to be chased by anyone anymore. Flowey won't get to you ever again. If you stay like this, he won't reach you and we'll at least be together. If you return to normal, we'll still be together and you'll be better protected. I'd say that's more than you bargained for!" Sans stated.

"I only wanted a date. What did I get? Three dates, two capturings, a new soulmate-"

"And a partridge in a pear tree."

"Exactly! This is going to make quite the story to tell one day! I go to Grillby's hoping for a date, I get one, then when I figure out that you liked me I get kidnapped! He nearly kills me and I go into this coma for three days, I wake up to see the guy I dated before I got kidnapped, and I hear the most beautiful song ever written for me! The guy I dated then admits his love for me, we have a splash party, and then I drown! When I wake up, I'm inside of the body of the guy who I dated and he almost got thrown into jail because of this. Ooooooooo... I've never heard of such a dramatic love story!" you shouted.

"So, that's how you see it."

"Well, is there a way you see it that's different from mine? Well, duh, I know that you see things differently, but I summed things up pretty clearly."

"Well, most of the time I was either avoiding feelings, or I was running for my life. You're the only one who I've ever had to run for. Never has another person ever been able to get me to do that. I've forgotten that puns even existed because you took up almost half of my brain! I've ditched on my brother because I couldn't possibly not fulfill a promise I made to you. I've been there to save your life from freaky plants. But still... I feel like I haven't done enough to make up for snagging your soul. I'm sorry...," Sans said as he recalled everything. It dawned on you that he probably jumped through way more hoops than you did. How could you have not seen it before? Those dreams...

You yawned.

"Well, you look like you could use a nap. I could-"

"NO! Don't do anything! I'm the one who brought all of this upon everyone! I'm the reason why the monsters are obsessing over me rather than talking about how excited they are about going to the surface. I just had to ruin everyone's excitement by liking you. You didn't do anything to deserve any of this. I'm the one who's sorry. You shouldn't even be here right now. You should be practicing your jokes with Toriel over the phone when your two feet away from each other! You should be driving your brother insane with puns and complimenting him over failed spaghetti! You should be commenting on how much Mettaton's show bores you while lying on the couch like a dork! You should NOT be here in jail for something you didn't do. I did this. It's my fault. So quit making yourself feel like it's your fault. Because if you think it is, you'd better shut up and listen to me!" you shouted.

...

"Feeling better now?"

You took a huge breath. You flopped onto your back and stared at what should've been the ceiling. Because of all the strain that you had been putting on your spine, when you exhaled slowly, pain went shooting up and down it. You groaned and placed your fingers on your forehead and jammed them down harder than you probably should. Once your pain began to ebb away, you yawned again. You were exhausted. Your yelling had only made your desire for sleep greater.

"Seriously though, you look really tired. Also, you've been put under a lot of stress. There is one thing that I've been able to figure out that you haven't. Wanna know what it is?" asked Sans.

...

"You need to learn to simply chill. If you can do that, stress is going to seem a mile away."

You exhaled again. So tired... You tried to forget. Can't stay awake... Who is this Sans person? You don't know. Leave a message after the beep. Beep. Welp, there's nothing better than welcoming the z's.

"Thanks... Sans..."

...

"G'night, (y/n)..."