Hello there, fellow readers!

This particular story is not exactly a story...it's more like, certain snippets of Altershift's life that I haven't explored fully.

They're basically, ideas that I've had in mind to put there - but if I'm honest, they look so much better in a separate story.

Plus, I love being a little random sometimes...

I totally recommend reading Altershift first, so you'd understand better the AU I've designed.

It will contain Salphys. Lots of Salphys, but with a bit of the other characters as well.

As well as feels, fluff and angst.

Shamir: And here I thought you'd abandon my story.

Me: You're still a fluffy, doofy cat~

Shamir: Fine, okay, I know...

Me: Let's roll.

Commence...First Drabble!

SECRETS REVEALED
- Prologue -

It was a typical morning in the skeleton brothers' house...

Sans was still napping away, while Papyrus made breakfast for himself and his still a lazybones brother, the scent of well-done sandwiches filling the kitchen and could tickle the nose of any hungry monster. The tall skeleton was pretty pleased by the result as he tried following the recipes from Queen Toriel to the letter, as she was recognized as one of the best monsters in the art of cooking while he was nothing but a willful learner - and he couldn't help thinking of how to knock some sense of reality into his brother to learn anything.

"IF MY LAZYBONES BROTHER WOULD EVEN TRY... HE WOULD ACTUALLY BE EXTREMELY GOOD AT SOMETHING! SOMETHING ELSE EXCEPT NAPPING THE DAY AWAY." Papyrus couldn't help thinking as he set the table for breakfast while rolling his eyes in disbelief, and went off to wake up his snoring brother. The small skeleton scientist was covered by a pink blanket and looked extremely happy, by the way his grin was going from one end to the other of his skull - it was a rare sight, as Sans was usually depressed - making his brother wonder at whatever made him look like that.

"SANS." Papyrus said as he prodded his brother's bony legs.

"...stay some more, darlin'. i didn't heat up just yet." the skeleton murmured in his sleep.

SIGH...PLEASE DON'T TELL ME HE ACTUALLY MAKES PUNS WHEN SLEEPING, TOO! Papyrus mentally deadpanned as he saw that prodding didn't work on waking up his brother - and he tried something else instead.

"SANS, YOU BOONDOGGLING LAZYBONES! GET THE HECK UP ALREADY!"

Sans's eyes flew open at the sudden noise, as he looked at the frustrated skeleton before him, an embarassed grin gracing his expression. "eh? what is it, paps?"

"I MADE BREAKFAST, AND IT'S GETTING COLD! I SUGGEST YOU HURRY UP."

"sorry, i'll get up, don't need to be mad, cause icy you."

"...UGH, YOU HAD TO MAKE THAT PUN, DIDN'T YOU." Papyrus huffed, as his arms were folded.

"uh, i can't stop, ya know. they're part of my charm."

"YOU WILL BE THE BANE OF THE UNDERGROUND WITH YOUR PUNS."

After a long lesson of ethics between huffs and sneers, the two skeleton brothers were sitting at the table, nibbling on their sandwiches and tea while eyeing each other for some while. Sans was quite hasty to finish his meal, and his brother couldn't help sneer a little towards him - Papyrus was usually slower when eating stuff, thanks to Frisk, who managed to teach him about savouring food - and the small scientist found the silence too...disconcerting, to say the least.

"maybe talking about somethin' might cut this silence deep." he thought as he was thinking of a good subject to talk about.

"so, whaddya think about undyne?"

"UNDYNE? SHE'S LIKE SHAMIR'S DAUGHTER AND SHE LOOKS PRETTY PROUD ABOUT THAT. ALPHYS TOO. WHY DO YOU ASK?"

"i was asking cause i caught you looking at her sometimes." Sans said as his eyes closed.

"I...SHE REMINDS ME OF SOMEONE..." the tall skeleton said as he fiddled with his hands, "I...I NEVER GOT THE CHANCE TO ASK YOU SOMETHING. WHAT HAPPENED TO..." and then paused for a moment, as his skull was showing signs of sweat. "...HER."

"huh? why bring this up? something's steaming in your head?" the small scientist said as he tried to shift the subject.

"I SWEAR, SOMETIMES YOU JUST CAN'T STOP." the dazzling skeleton huffed in annoyance. "AND TO ANSWER YOUR QUESTION, I WAS THINKING OF THIS BECAUSE I STARTED SEEING YOU WITH ALPHYS. JUST WHAT EXACTLY ARE YOU HIDING, BROTHER?"

"me? psh, since when i'm hiding something?"

"DON'T DENY THAT, I SAW YOU-"

"no need to press my button on that matter."

"COULD YOU JUST BE SERIOUS FOR ONE MOMENT? IS SHAMIR AWARE OF THIS GOING ON?"

"we're still friends, and i'm starting to wonder why are you so interested in this."

"SANS, I AM ASKING THIS FOR YOUR OWN GOOD. IF SHAMIR IS OBLIVIOUS TO THIS, HE WILL NOT HESITATE TO CUT YOUR HEAD OFF." Papyrus deadpanned.

"uh...fine. this is about to be real serious," Sans's grin completely disappeared as he shifted in his chair, unsure just how to start.

it's been a long, long dead time i've been thinking about this...and i've never told pap because i know - i just know - he will be extremely furious, while shamir's rage is really bearable... the small skeleton was racking his head desperately for a good way to explain what he did to Patricia. How could he tell his brother that the girl he loved was actually a genocidal maniac, that didn't care about him in the slightest? That he was sorely toyed around while Sans was watching everything, hopelessly?

"I DON'T HAVE ALL DAY, BROTHER. WHAT IS GOING ON WITH YOU?" Papyrus said as he shifted a little closer to the table, eyeing his brother.

"paps..." Sans began with a long sigh, "do you really want to know what happened to your girlfriend?"

"OF COURSE I DO! DID SHE REACH THE SURFACE, AS YOU PROMISED ME?"

"...no." Sans deadpanned, as his gaze shifted to the door, hoping someone would cut off this rather unpleasant talk.

"WHAT?! WHY NOT?!" Papyrus said, silent anger entering his eyesockets as he stared at the skeleton before him.

please...i'd give anything for someone to interrupt this hellish morning already, Sans was mentally pleading to whatever deity above that maybe Undyne, Alphys or Shamir would have some business for him and his brother. He was clearly seeing the direction this would be going, the very moment his secret would be out - and not even his best pal would defend him from Papyrus' rage.

"...because i..." the small skeleton hesitated a moment, "...because i killed her."

Papyrus' jaw dropped open in shock, his pinpricks completely gone the moment Sans uttered the last three words, and the horrific stare of his brother was doubled by the fact that Papyrus engulfed his brother in blue magic, pressuring the latter with thousands of atmospheres. Sans was a telekinesis master, but he was at the mercy of his brother - because Papyrus' telekinesis was strongly influenced by his emotions - and the feeling that was coursing through the tall skeleton was raw fury and disbelief, and there was no way of resisting such fury, even Sans knew it as his bones were starting to crack.

"YOU..."

"pl-please...pap...i..."

"I NEVER THOUGHT MY OWN BROTHER COULD DO THIS!" Papyrus said in his fury, as he tossed Sans around.

"i...i had to, she was-"

"SHUT UP, SHUT THE HELL UP!" the tall skeleton said as he smacked Sans with all of his strength against the kitchen's wall, making a hole through it.

[Meanwhile...]

"Alphys, are you okay?" Shamir tilted his head as he looked at the small lizard, the latter fiddling with her claws.

"Dad...I don't know how to say this, but..." she began in a cracking voice, trying to avoid the jaguar's azure eyes.

"Whatever is the matter, you can tell me. I told Undyne that too." he said as his gaze softened a little. "I know, I don't always act like a good father to you two - but, I'm really, really trying to be by your side." the jaguar sighed as he placed one of his large paws over the shaking claws of his adoptive daughter.

"We know, Dad." she said as she looked again in his eyes, beaming a little smile. "It's just...I've started seeing someone."

"Oh?" Shamir's eyes widened at her reply, his paw still over Alphys' little claws. "And who's the lucky monster?"

"I-" Alphys was about to say, but he interrupted her by muttering a low shush. "Wait, I can sense something in the wind..."

"Wh-what is it?" she asked, putting aside her confession, while Shamir replied dryly, "Something bad is going on."

I hope Sans is okay... Alphys was musing as her concerned father was looking in the distance, somewhat worried about whatever was going on.

Sans: why?

Me: Sorry, but you kinda deserve it.

Sans: ...

Shamir: What's going on, Shock?

Me: ...Nothing.

See ya until the next snippet.