The surface of the Earth was quiet tonight. The only sound was the soft creak of doors being opened to the inside of houses and shops, along with the slow movements of wind blown into the trees. One particular house although, was being watched. Standing on the pavement outside of the house was a black cloaked figure. The figure didn't seem to be moving, but would shift it's head every couple minutes to check if anyone was watching him. As the minutes passed by, the figure became restless, and made a move for the house. As the man got closer to the household, he stopped abruptly under one of the windows. He craned his neck to look up, and saw that the window was covered in motivational stickers, photographs, and spaghetti noodles. The cloaked man smiled at this, and nodded to himself. "It is now time for my son to return to me." He breathed in a tired voice.
Sans groggily opened his eye-sockets and turned around on his bed to smack his alarm clock off. He got up slowly, pulled on his classic blue hoodie over his disgusting ketchup-stained shirt, and walked downstairs to greet the smell of fluffy, warm, mouth-watering pancakes. As Sans took a seat at the large circular table, most of the household had already been seated and served their share of cakey-deliciousness. Frisk and Chara bickered about who could eat the most pancakes, Toriel was stacking high piles of breakfast, Asriel was chatting lively to Temmie, and the twelve skeleton-goat hybrid children where all screaming over each other.
"Good morning sleepy bones!~" Toriel said, planting a kiss on his skull. "Heh...Mornin' Tori." Sans replied, as he started to eat his share of the meal. After everyone had eaten, they all went about there day doing various activities around the house. Sans started to help Toriel clean up the dishes when he noticed something. "Hey Tori, did Papyrus ever come down to eat breakfast?" He asked as he scrubbed. "No dear, I don't believe he did, but I think he may have gone over to pay Mettaton a visit early this morning." Toriel responded, smiling back at him. "Oh, okay, that makes sense." Sans stated, feeling sick thinking about what Papyrus and Mettaton where probably doing. "Anyway, Sans could you take the children to the park today? I have to go and prepare the classrooms for when school gets back in." Toriel asked as she whipped off her hands. "No prob, Tori. I'd love to." Sans grinned up at her, whipping off his own bony hands. Sans grabbed a small drawstring bag with some plastic water bottles, and granola bars inside for the kids to enjoy while at the park. He then walked into the living room and asked Frisk, Asriel, Chara, and Temmie if they were ready to go. "Yep!" They all cried in unison, and scrambled to grab onto Sans. "Ok, ready? Off we go!" He grabbed them tight and teleported to a big shady park with a nice quiet lake off to the side. As the children ran about, playing various games Sans decided to rest under a nice big willow tree that was centered in the middle of the park. "I should probably text Papyrus and see what he is up to." Thought Sans as he grabbed out his phone from his pocket. As he fingered in the passcode he heard a loud squeal of joy come from across from him. He glanced up to see two humans walking along the outskirts of the lake.
"Ron, look! It's another monster! Oh, isn't it fascinating?" The female human pointed to a rabbit monster, who was selling out delicious creamy nice-cream bars.
Without waiting for a answer from the other human called Ron, she ran up and started to blabber to the monster, and ask specific questions about it's life. Ron smiled and chuckled at his girlfriend Hermione, who was now buying lots of the frozen treats, but seemed to be confusing the poor monster with what money she was using. Ron had come down to the United States with Hermione because she had heard that monsters had been released onto the surface, and she practically begged Ron to come with her so she could study them. Ron loved how much Hermione enjoyed learning and soaking up new information, but he thought it was quite ridiculous that they had to travel all the way here to be able to see them. Why didn't monsters go to the U.K? "Even though it took a while to get here, I'm glad she's enjoying herself." Ron thought to himself as he watched her shake hands with a cat monster who was standing with the bunny monster. As Ron stared at her, he heard a low and deep voice come out from behind him. "Sup, Kid." It stated. Ron whirled around to see a short and chubby skeleton grinning up at him. " Heya, the name's Sans. Sans the Skeleton. I've never seen another human up around here before, whats the occasion?" Sans inquired, suspicious of the two humans. "Oh, um, hello there! My name is Ronald Weasley, but uh, you can call me Ron. I'm him with my girlfr- err, um Hermione to get to know what monsters are and learn about them." Ron smiled sheepishly back, not wanting to share his personal life with a skeleton. "Pleased to meet you. I haven't met another human yet besides Frisk and Chara, so this is cool." Sans shrugged and held out his hand. "C'mon, dontcha know how to greet a new pal?" Ron smiled and shook his hand happily. "That's awesome! I haven't met much monsters yet, but Hermione is ecstatic about them. She wants to get information about each one, and wants to learn what the purpose and function of each monster is." Ron informed him, shaking his head. "She's pretty weird, but she's also really smart too." Sans glanced back at where the girl was, and found that she was chatting with a shy Whimsum. "Is that her? Poofy-Hair over there?" Sans asked, pointing a bony finger. Ron smiled, "Yep, that's her! She's beautiful isn't she?" Sans grinned at this, and was reminded of how he felt when talking about a certain goat mom. "Sure kid, what ever you say." Sans chuckled back. After they chatted for a while, Sans remembered he hadn't gotten a response from Papyrus yet. Sans picked up his phone to start sending another text to Papyrus when something strange started to happen, his phone made a low static sound, and was shaking uncontrollably. k
