You wake up, there's plastic covering your face and your toe feels numb. Sitting up, you struggle to get out of the bag holding you, gasping for air, finding you're in a cold, boring room. There are six other bags in the room about the same size as the one you just noisily burst out of, probably holding bodies like yours was. You move your legs to the side of the table, letting them hang off the edge, barely scraping the floor. Something colorful catches your eye, turning your head to see a [color] heart on your bag. Looking around, you see each bag has a different colored heart.
You quickly find a paper robe thing and cover your body, it does nothing to ward off the cold, but at least covers your nude self. Something tickles your foot and you look down to see a small paper attached to your foot. Removing it, it says, "Species: Human, Soul: [color/trait], Name: Unknown." The only door opens suddenly, and you gasp, startled into dropping your paper, it flutters to the ground. A small yellow creature in a lab coat steps in, turning your way. It's glowing eyes focusing on you.
You wake up from the night terror with a start, your blue and purple sweater soaked with your sweat. The shadows of your borrowed room scare the hell out of you, but the sweet smell of cinnamon and butterscotch calms you. Looking around, you find the source of the amazing scent, a beautiful golden pie slice in the center of the floor. Searching the room, you find a plain brown travel bag, gently placing the delicious looking morsel in the pouch, then leaving the room to search for the kind monster that took you in.
You find her in the living room with a book in her hand, considering the thought, it really wasn't that strange that a goat creature would be reading a snail cook book. She looks up from her book and smiles, greeting you.
"Hello, my child," she says kindly. You wave, thanking her for the pie.
"It was nothing sweet pea. Did you want to discuss something?" she inquires. You request to call her mother, thinking it'd me neat to have a goat mom.
"M-mom? I suppose so." She responds, "Is that all dear one?" she asks. You wonder if there is a way out. You'd like to return to the home you don't remember. She doesn't answer you, standing up and putting her book in her chair.
"Please go to your room my child. I have to go do something." She leaves, going down the stairs in the hall. You head to your room, but hesitate outside your door. You choose to follow her down the steep steps, though she's not at the bottom. You watch her turn a corner down the purple lined halls. Continuing after her, you two eventually stop at a large regal looking door.
"I told you to go to your room." Her voice is cold now, showing none of the warmth from before. It scares you, but you don't back down. Her hands begin to change color, eventually enveloping in a flame that doesn't burn her or the long sleeves of her gown. The area turns to black and white and you suddenly feel light, empty. A [color] heart is in a box in between you two. Your mind flickers to the dream, but doesn't stay long as you've already missed most of her speech.
"If you insist on staying, you must prove yourself to me. Fight me or flee." She leaves the first move to you. Four new boxes appear in front of you: Fight, Act, Item, Mercy. Just like the flower. As if on cue, he pops up right behind Goat Mom, an evil grin on his face. Frightened, you stumble, dropping your bag on the Fight button. Before you know what's going on, your attacking with a wimpy stick.
Flowey ducks into the ground just before you strike Toriel, taking most of her health. She has a shocked look, it's her turn now. She throws a few flames your way, but it's evident she doesn't care to harm you, as they simply fall to the sides of the box. Hoping to redeem yourself, you press the Mercy button without hesitation. You two go back and forth with this, her throwing fireballs and you sparing her. Eventually she stops attacking, her turn becoming her standing there in silence. You continue to spare her, then she finally spares you back. The black box disappears, and you feel your soul reenter your body. Goat mom falls to the floor, looking pale, especially for a white furred creature. Rushing to her side, you hold her up, finding the wound you gave her worse than you thought, her life is draining slowly.
"I saw… you dropped your satchel, you didn't mean to," she muttered quietly, trying to keep you from feeling guilty. "You didn't mean to, you're the only one… the last…. " She coughs, dust expelling from her. "Don't give up, My Child." Toriel turns to dust in your arms, covering you with white powder. you don't realize your crying until the tears start to hit the ground. There's a toy knife in front of you, it wasn't there before. You notice some upturned dirt. "Flowey," you thought angrily. He was why you killed Toriel. You grabbed the plastic blade and put the stick in your bag, throwing it over your shoulder and pushing open the large doors. Her dust still covers you, but it melts off with the snow that attacks you. Pushing onward, you pay no mind to the ominous snap of the large branch behind you, or the useless gate that tries to block you. Though the broken bridge does make you stop.
That's when you hear the snow crunching behind you. You grip the blade handle, leaving it sheathed for now, turning to face the source of the sound. A dark figure sticks out it's white hand, your mind flashes to Toriel as she welcomes you into her home, stumbling back with the sudden vision. You suddenly feel the ground drop away and then you're falling, falling. A blue aura surrounds you and gravity ceases to exist, suspending you midair in bewilderment. Frantically looking around, you spot the figure, hood off, white hand in air with the same blue glow around it, same as his single glowing left eye. It dawns on you that your spooky savior is a short skeleton, you couldn't tell what the fluttery feeling in your stomach was, but assumed it was you about to be sick.
"Put me down!" you demanded he do, not wanting to be above the dark, seemingly endless crevasse for too long in case his magic, or whatever it was, ran out. Thankfully, he complied, looking at you with what looked like mild shock in his still cyan eye. Looking down, you spot your now empty sheath and dust covered clothes. Trying to dust yourself off, you look back at him sheepishly.
"Uh, sorry for yelling at you, I'm afraid of heights." You attempt to weasel your way out of the unnecessary burst, hoping it was actually true. He watched you warily, but stuck his hand out again.
"M'Sans, Sans The Skeleton. Didn't mean ta frighten ya, must be bone rattling to see a monster." You let out a small forced laugh at the horrible pun and introducing yourself, taking his hand. His toothy forced smile turned into a real smile when you jerked your hand away from the joy buzzer, feeling a little of your health drain.
"What the fu-" "The joy buzzer in the hand trick, it's Always funny." Even though he interrupted you, his deep laugh keeps you from wanting to reprimand him. He then leads on a (one sided) conversation with you, mostly about his younger brother Papyrus. Neat, another short jokester with nothing better to do than save strange girls from a death trap. Sans does something and your suddenly on the other side of the broken bridge by his station. You hear rustling from the far side of the clearing and he pushes you behind a strangely shaped lamp, which you think is pretty sweet for a lazy bone skeleto-, crap, he's getting to you with his puns.
"BROTHER! WHY AREN'T YOU AT YOUR POST!" shouts a loud and annoying voice. Papyrus? Some tall skeleton strides into the region, scarf flowing in the non-existent wind and what looks like spaghetti dropped on it. No way is that Sans's little brother, he's twice the size of him.
"Heya Bro," Sans says. Apparently, your thoughts were wrong yet again.
"DON'T YOU 'HEYA BRO' ME! IT HAS BEEN HOURS SINCE YOU'VE RECALIBRATED YOUR PUZZLES! WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN DOING? SLEEPING I BET." Papyrus has clearly lost his volume controls or something, maybe he's half deaf? "YOU'RE LAZY AND APATHETIC."
"Awe, c'mon. I do a ton of work, a skele-ton." He winks in your direction, causing you to blush, though you don't know why. It's not like you like him, he just saved you after scaring you. That's it. Papyrus screeches at the pun, shouting about how he hates them and then leaves, saying Nyeh-heh-heh all the way home. This is your cue to step from behind the lamp and thank Sans for protecting you.
"Was no big deal. After all, I gotta have your back since you're a good human and all." This comment makes you blush again, which he sees this time and smirks.
"W-well, I have to get moving. Got a home to get to and stuff." You say, hoping he doesn't ask where your house is, cuz you don't really know. You're just traveling, hoping to get there because whatever parents you may have might be worried sick even if you don't remember them.
"I'll escort ya then," his kind offer shocks you. You're sure you'll be walking a long while and he seems kind of lazy, even his brother said so. But then you remembered how quickly he reacted to you falling even though he didn't even know you, and think it might be a good idea after all. Reluctantly, you accept his offer and start off again. This time with him in tow.
"Hold up," he stops you and passes you his jacket. "Y'know, cuz you're a human and it's kinda not safe'n stuff." Oh my god, is he blushing? Whatever, you take his sweater, acknowledging it is safer than walking around with no way to hide your obvious heritage. No clue who could be a human hater here. You continue, stopping only once outside of Sans's house for a bit. Sans goes inside to tell Pap he's guiding a friend home, Papyrus is loud enough you can hear him outside.
"THAT'S GREAT SANS! YOU'RE FINALLY BEING RESPONSIBLE! NOW DON'T LET ANYTHING HURT THEM AND I'LL MAKE SURE YOU GET MY SPECIAL SPAGHETTI WHEN YOU GET HOME!" You let out a laugh at his brother's offer. How can spaghetti be more special? It's already amazing. You're still laughing when Sans exits the door, flustered from his brothers' enthusiasm.
"Heh, sorry 'bout that. He gets kinda excited sometimes." He apologizes sheepishly. You shrug, not minding his families' weirdness. After all, if people weren't weird, they wouldn't be much fun.
"Hey, your brother makes spaghetti?" you ask him, starting to walk again. Now it's his turn to shrug.
"He makes it every night ever since he learned how to a few years ago. Undy- erh, another monster taught him how. Too bad it's really unedible, but I don't have the heart to tell him it's bad." His smile when he's talking about his brother is serene, a true big brother. It's clear he admires the tall guy.
Seeing Sans in such a peaceful and happy state is surreal, you feel as if it doesn't happen often and start thinking you're kinda lucky to be in his cheerful presence right now. You two continue to walk in silent as the scenery slowly changes from the snowy paths of Snowdin to the dark caves of Waterfall. Looking around, you spot tiny crystals in the walls and beautiful blue flowers in the water. It kind of reminds you of night time on the surface. Sans watches your admiration at his favorite section of the underground, but you don't notice his gaze.
"Like it? This is Waterfall, the best part of The Underground. At least, that's my opinion." His chuckle sends chills down your spine, but you're not afraid the toothy grin directed at you. You're too busy trying not to melt at his smooth voice and cursing yourself for thinking you like the guy. Suddenly, there are loud thumping sounds behind you two, like the steps of some imperial guard or something. That was when Sans grabs your hand and shoves you into a bush. You're about to cry out in dismay before the sight of some beast in heavy armor and a large red feather thingie from their helmet enters the area.
"Sans, what are you doing here. Isn't your house in Snowdin?" the creature asks your traveling companion. You can see he's shaking since he's beside the bush he pushed you into, but thankfully, the other monster is too far away to notice.
"Well, I was on my way to see Alph. You know, you should have put the moves on her a while ago, Undyne. I'm sure she'd find it a swimmingly good idea," Was that a pun? You don't have time to ponder before Undyne storms past Sans in their loud armor, clearly embarrassed. Sans waits a few moments before sighing, peering into the bush to find you. You take this as your cue to jump out and hug him, catching him off guard and knocking him back on his tail bone, landing you on top of him in an uncomfortable cuddle. Sans seems shocked at your attack and isn't moving an inch, staring at you with eye sockets wider than usual. You think maybe it's too friendly of an action and get up, dusting yourself off.
"Sorry, thought you could catch after what you did at the bridge… didn't mean to knock you over." Offering your hand, you pull him out of the soft dirt. He has a smirk on now, what the hell? Why is he smirking after you knocked him down? Could he think you like him? Oh, hell no, not happening. You walk away from his smirk, pretending you didn't see it, and he follows like a good boy who's protecting his girlfri- stop it brain!
You come across a piano, strange. Why is there a piano all alone in an out of the way room? You try a couple keys, then sit down on the somehow dry bench and start playing something. It's completely freestyle, but seems to poor out of you like it's a part of you. Sans sits beside you and plays the harmony to whatever song you're playing, and you don't mind. The piece ends and neither of you move, still in a trance of musical bliss. After a brief moment, Sans plays a couple notes, and a door opens. Did he always know about that?
Curiosity pulls you inside, and there's a beautiful artifact on a pedestal. Its mystifying appearance draws you closer, admiring it. Sans watches you from the entrance. Before you could touch it, your bag moves, although you don't think anything in it should be moving. Pulling it off, you open it… and out pops a tiny white dog. It jumps around the room, absorbs the artifact, then disappears in a wall, leaving you confused. Now there's nothing in the room but you and Sans, so you leave.
Continuing down the path with him in tow, you reach a large sign. It says, "Welcome To Hotland." Hotland? Whoever named these places clearly doesn't have much creativity. He probably even named his child after his and his wife's ship name or something. Passing the large sign, you come across another station thing. Sans disappears from beside you and reappears on the other side of the stand window, so you have to approach it to talk to him.
"Hey. What're you selling?" You ask him jokingly, surprised when he brings out a hot dog. Ha, hot dog, Hotland, get it? Oh, never mind.
"Just ten coins, but for you, it's free." He says with a wink. You blush and accept.
"Oh wait, I don't have any more room in my bag." You comment, and in return, Sans puts it on your head, earning a confused look from you. But you have an idea.
"Keep them coming," You say, and he complies, stacking them tall on your head. He stops after a bit, but you urge him on. He shakes his head.
"Sorry, thirty's the limit." Wait, he was counting? You shrug, then try to take a few steps from the stand, accidentally slipping on a random ketchup packet and falling, dropping all the hot dogs on the ground. But before you hit the ground yourself, you find you're in Sans's magic cyan aura thing again, floating just above the ground. He runs around the stand, setting you down upright.
"Oh, my Asgore, are you ok? Are you hurt?" His questions are giving you a headache, so you hug him instead of answering, catching him off guard, but he hugs you back. You two stand there just hugging for a while before his sweater gets way too hot for you to keep on, so you try to hand it back, but he declines.
"Besides," he says. "It looks much cuter on you." Your face is probably ten shades of red, but he doesn't comment on it and you continue on your path. You come across a large building. A school? No wait, it's definitely a facility of some kind, but it's too plain for a place that teaches little kids. Before you have time to find out what the place is, Sans brings you to the left path, taking you to a large door. Passing through, you find a much fancier, and chillier, place than Hotland. Though it's beauty doesn't even begin to compare to Waterfall, and it lacks the cheer from Snowdin. But it does seem like a place fit for a king. You slip Sans's jacket back on to ward off the cold. Sans seems uneasy as you continue through the place, coming upon a door, but you pass it to inspect a further hall.
"Heya, kid? You kinda just missed a door here. Ya sure you don't wanna check that out?" Sans is standing right outside the door you passed, you shake your head, finding you don't feel like speaking here. Continuing along the path, you find another door. Glad you followed the path, and thankful your knight of bones came with you, you enter the room. But what you find is unexpected, a room full of boxes. After closer inspection. You've concluded that there are seven boxes, each with a different colored heart on the top, and six have dead children in them. About your age.
You look at Sans in horror, he tried to keep you from seeing this, from seeing what his kind has done. Without a word, you strip his jacket, dropping it on the floor as you race out of the room crying. Was this what Toriel meant when she said, "… you're the only one… the last…." Did she mean the last child, last sacrifice? Sans tried to hide that from you, why? Because he did it? Did he kill those others? Are you next? You find a dark corner just outside the door he took you through and cry. Was it a trap? Did Sans mean to make you fall in love with him so it was easier to kill you? Wait, you love him? When did you figure that out? Is it true? You cry harder at finding out you're in love with a ruthless child killer. I mean, technically he's a teen killer, but details, smetails.
A short creature approaches you, thanks to your noisy tearful state, you don't notice her until she places a hand on your shoulder, startling you. You look up at her through the foggy water in your eyes, it looks like she's offering her hand for you to take. You do and let her lead you wherever. She takes you into a white blob, everything is blurry after you cry. It sits you down on a stool, and hands you a bowl of something warm. Soup? You taste it, it's chicken ramen.
After the bite, your hunger claws at you and you tear through the small silicone cup to swallow every last drop. Afterwards, your eyes are clearer, and you spot the creature from before. It's a dinosaur, in a lab coat, wearing goofy nerd glasses. She reminds you of the creature from your dream, but you smile at the image, having very little energy to do much else.
"I-I'm sorry, b-but you looked h-hungry. Y-you are a little s-skinny for a h-human, r-right?" she says, causing you to look down at yourself and find, you guessed it, a toothpick of a body that barely fills her crochet sweater and blue jeans. Shrugging, you set the noodle cup on a cluttered desk, almost knocking a pink cat lady figurine off of it. The dinosaur doesn't seem very good at talking, she stutters. But she does know food is a good comfort, and anyone who knows that is instantly friend material.
"W-why were you crying? D-did something h-happen?" She inquires, unknowing to your most recent discovery. You notice you left your bag with him. It doesn't matter, you're wearing the necklace Toriel gave you, nothing else in that thing matters. You still haven't answered the dino, is it a girl? It must have high patience if it'll wait this long for your response.
"Nothing much, just a stupid crush. I found out who he really is, and it broke my heart." You mutter, but it seems it hears you. Turns out muttering and stuttering are basically the same. After a small conversation, you find out that Her name is Alphys and she also has a hopeless crush. You two binge some anime and eat more cups of noodles. Suddenly, Sans barges into the building, probably breaking the door.
"Alphys, I really need your help. I really messed up and now the girl I like is lost in the under-" He cuts himself off when he sees you sitting next to Alph on the couch. "Ground…." He finishes his sentence, staring at you. His glowing blue eye fixated on yours. Your gaze drifts to the jacket and bag in his skeletal hand. Alphys can definitely sense the tension in the air.
"W-what Sans?" Ah, so the stuttering was normal, nice to know. Sans doesn't respond, to her. I swear, if some strange skeleton ghost wafted in speaking some strange language, or even sign language, he wouldn't even glance at him. He just keeps staring at you, then takes a step towards you. You scramble back against the wall, away from him, his touch, his hopeful look, you just can't be near him at all.
"Look, I'm sorry, I-" Go away." You cut him off before he can throw any excuses out there, before he can make you believe him. He stays where he is, not wanting to leave you. In the middle of trying to talk again, you interrupt him again.
"Leave me alone Sans, I don't want to see you ever again you dirty human killer." You shout it, you'd scream at him for hours if your throat wasn't sore from sobbing. Alphys grabs his arm, but he jerks it away and steps towards you, standing in front of you.
"No, I'm not leaving you (y/n). Not like I did them. I didn't kill them like you think, I tried to save them. I tried, and I failed. They wished me away, I listened to them, and they got killed. I made that lady a promise that I wouldn't let the last one get hurt and now she's gone, and you're the last one. You're the last one (y/n) and I'm not letting anything happen to you. Not just because of the promise I made her, but because I care about you. I love you (y/n), I fucking love you."
Alphys gasps and you're in tears again, because of him. Always because of him, and god damnit, you love him too. You stand, he's hoping his confession worked, because it's true. But you walk past him, grab your bag, and walk out the door. Leaving the confused dinosaur with the devastated skeleton in the isolated building, tears streaming down your cheeks. Heading to the door to the left again, into the nice hallway. This time, you go through the door instead of down the path to the grave room.
A large monster is sitting up there in a thrown, a field of yellow flowers around him, like Flowey and the patch at the beginning. He has a purple robe, the same purple as Toriels dress. His trident and crown shine in the light that peers down on his miserable figure through a crack in the ceiling. He looks like you feel. You approach him, he challenges you to a battle, you two fight. Near the end, you spare him before the last hit. Because he lets you. His smile is short lived, because that damned flower slashes his thorny vines right through him and takes the last of his health.
"What the hell Flowey? He did nothing." That weed is getting on your last nerve with his death and destruction crap. He starts rambling about the end of the world and how this is just a game and how he can control resets and- wait.
"What do you mean 'resets'?" You ask him, but all he does is smile creepily and say, "You'll see" before disappearing into the ground for now. You still have the kings soul, you grabbed it before it shattered. So, you quickly run to the grave room, gather the souls, and quickly get back to the barrier. Passing through, you break it, sending a shock wave through the entire underground. His soul turns to dust and falls to the ground as his body did, the souls dissipate into the air like smoke. You smile, thankful for a chance to save everyone.
Even Sans.
