"This was the part that Sans was so used to he already knew the line by heart, judgement hall. He was about to say it when suddenly Frisk's face changed completely." ~Crza

It was almost time for the end, yet again. Sans appeared between two pillars in the Final Corridor, his false grin in place. The kid, Frisk, stood across from him, an equally false grin on their face. He prepared his usual 'love, not LOVE' speech, when suddenly, Frisk's face changed.

It was like night and day. The false grin they wore was stripped away. Tears streamed down their face. They ran forward, and Sans didn't know how to react. He held back the urge to dodge, and was tackled with a hug.

"What's wrong, Kid?" He asked, concerned.

"I don't want to go back. Every time we reach the surface, they find me. I didn't ask to be born a wizard!"