Chapter 1:

You can't contain your excitement. The ten-kilometer egg you recieved in Pokemon GO while on vacation with your grandparents at [f/p] is just 0.5 kilometers away from hatching! So you decided to bike over to your local neighborhood park to wander around and hatch it. The rest of your family had gone to a block party just around the corner, so you finally had some alone time! (you were always a bit of an introvert anyways)

You park your tricycle (adult sized) in the picnic shelter, putting a stick in the wheels so you would notice if anyone tried to steal it. A chilly breeze begins to pick up, so you reach into the oversized basket of your trike and pull out a perfect Sans the Skeleton hoodie that your mom made during halloween and you've grown attached to it ever since. But as you donned the jacket, you hear a branch- not just a stick or a twig, but a BRANCH- break in one of the evergreen trees nearby.

You look at the parking lot and see no cars, and you're pretty sure parents would tag along with children for supervision. And if there was a dog being walked, you would know because you would've pet it already. "Hello?" you call out as you push some branches aside to investigate. You see the broken branch, crushed into a million pieces like it was nothing. If it were intact, it would probably have been difficult to lift.

Why is something... almost familiar here...

A footstep behind you and a voice jogs your memory.

"human... don't you know how to greet a new pal? turn around and shake my hand."

No way. This HAS to be a prank. Undertale isn't real. Sans isn't real.

Decisively you turn around... and see a real, live Sans the Skeleton with a whopee cushion in his hand.

This has GOTTA be a dream...

But if it is...

Why am I not waking up?

To Be Continued...

Author's note: So yeah, I rewrote the story in a completely different way. I didn't want my fanfictions revolving around me, me, and more of me, but I also wanted to let my thoughts out, so SELF INSERT! EVERYONE WINS! :D