Author's Notes: Hey internet, this is my very first fanfiction. I hope you guys enjoy. So far, there is one Original Character in this story that is one of the main characters. A write out about them can be found in my profile. This involves a Female Frisk who is about fifteen and a lot of combinations between the regular Universe of Undertale, and a couple of Alternate Universes. As always, Undertale belongs to Toby Fox and any of the alternate universe ideas come from their original creators.
Prologue
Sans had just arrived at work that day, happy that he would be able to work with his older brother for the first time since he landed this internship. He quickly headed to the elevator, passing a messy desk and a couple of computer screens. In the elevator on the way down, Sans whistled an upbeat, raunchy limerick to himself.
When the elevator doors opened, Sans walked out and to the right, into the work area of his brother's newest project. His older brother happily welcomed Sans, his hands flashing quickly. Sans chuckled at his brother's excitement. "i do believe this will be your best invention yet, bro." Sans said with a grin.
At the sound of his voice, the other skeleton in the room rose from his position near the machine and came over, greeting Sans by picking him up in a big hug. Sans' brother put a hand up to his mouth and laughed with his other as Sans squeaked. Suddenly, Sans was dropped on the ground. As he hit the floor with a thud, a larger sound happened behind his brother and the taller skeleton. Sans watched as the two were pulled into the machine as it imploded in on itself.
Sans woke up with a scream, his left eye glowing blue and his SOUL pounding in his chest. Sweat was pouring down his skull in the nearly pitch black room. He looked around the room with his left eye as his only light, identifying all of the things that let him know that he was actually in his room and therefore, safe.
His self sustained trash tornado in the corner currently had the annoying dog that plagued Papyrus' life by stealing his bones sleeping in it as it wound around the other bits of trash. His sock collection was still all in a mess in the other corner by the door. He looked past his treadmill in the middle of the room and his eyes fell on a light blue and white sweater that the bunny sisters had made for him as a welcoming gift when Papyrus and him moved to Snowdin. It was currently half hanging out of his drawers.
Sighing with relief, Sans laid back down on his mess of a bed, his left eye socket going back to normal, leaving him in darkness once more.
"thank goodness, it was only a dream."