My jokes aren't even that humerus.

Dunno why you guys like them.

Weird.

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Sans gasped awake, left eye glowing blue, brightly. Tears rolled down his cheek at the same dream, replaying over and over again in his mind.

He sat up, to see the door open a crack, and Frisk's head poking through it with a worried expression on their face.

They immediately rushed over to Sans, without even asking what was wrong, and hugged him, causing the skeleton to tear up a little more at the sudden warmth of the hug.

"Sorry, kiddo. Didn't mean to make you worry there." They shook their head, still hugging him, tightly.

Sans rustled their hair, smiling, while wiping his tears off his face.

The first day they bought the house, and went shopping to get things for their rooms, Sans had a brilliant idea that in everyone's room there should be a dry erase board that Frisk could write on, if they didn't want to speak at the moment.

They went over to the board, and wrote swiftly, and held it up to him.

Did you have a bad nightmare?

Sans nodded his head, eye flashing blue as he recalled it.

What happened? Frisk tilted their head. They then erased it, and wrote once again. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to.

"Thanks." He hesitated for a moment, then began again. "It started off with me running through the forest, near Snowdin, which is rare since I never usually run."

Frisk nodded their head, indicating he could continue.

"I kept screaming something, until I understood I was called Papyrus's name. I stopped somewhere, and fell on my knees, seeing him down on the ground, headless, lying motionless in the snow." Sans sniffed, but couldn't stop the tears from rolling down his face. "I've had this dream haunting me ever since you last reset because of Asriel."
They flinched, remembering it clearly. Frisk then thought for a moment, writing something down as they went.

Want to come with me to go tell Alphys? She could maybe help you figure out what's causing this same nightmare to keep happening when you sleep.

The skeleton glanced at the ceiling, then looked back down at them. "Alright. We can go see Dr. Alphys. She does know what's up sometimes, doesn't she?" He paused again then said, "That dream had me chilled to the bone!" He said, winking.

Frisk smiled, and he smiled back, standing up from his bed. He looked down at himself, snorting. "Guess I should get into some real clothes after this, huh?"

They then got the message to leave, going downstairs to where Papyrus was sleeping with his mouth open, drooling all over the red chair he was sitting in.

They giggled quietly, not wanting to wake him up so early in the morning. It was about 4am, before school on Thursday, and Frisk wanted to be quick so they would have time to go back to bed, and sleep soundly, after all this was over.

"Ready to go, Frisk?" Sans asked, coming down in his usual outfit. White shirt, blue hoodie, black shorts with a white stripe down either side, and white slippers he usually wore when he got up in the morning.

They nodded their head, skipping, as they walked across the street to go over to Undyne and Alphys's house.

Sans knocked on the door, - loudly, though he wasn't even trying - and Undyne groggily answered the door, bags under her bloodshot eyes. Frisk assumed she and Alphys had watched too much anime last night.

"Oh, Sans. And Frisk, nice to… uh… see you. Want to see Alphys?" She said squinting at them, the face being obvious she hadn't gotten much sleep.

Frisk nodded their head, and practically had their eardrums burst as Undyne yelled to Alphys at the other end of the house. Or downstairs, it really depended on what she was doing that certain day.

"Y-yes?" She came to the door, looking at the two standing outside her doorway. "Frisk! And Sans? What are you two doing here at this time of er… day?" She glanced outside, where it was still pitch black outside despite it being past nighttime.

"Nothing much, really. Frisk suggested I come here to tell you about my nightmare I've been having for a while now."

"O-oh. Okay then. C-come sit down! We can t-talk about it there, okay?" Sans shrugged, but nodded, and followed Alphys downstairs into her basement make-shift lab. Frisk followed close behind them, trailed finally by Undyne who looked like she had just woke up from a party, and blacked out on everything that had happened, and what was happening this second.

"Now tell me about your dream."

Sans explained once again what happened, while Undyne fell backwards on the stairs, going out cold, and snoring loudly.

"Hm. I-I see. Well, I could find the memory that's causing that dream, erase it if you wanted, or show you something to make you f-forget about it without any real science things involved?"

He pondered the thought for a minute, and then frowned. He turned towards Frisk asking them, "I dunno, Frisk. I'm fine really. I'll probably forget it soon enough, knowing myself." He said hopefully.

Frisk looked at him, tilting their head, and mouthing, I never said I was forcing you to do this. You can back out if you want to, there's no one stopping you. They smiled at him, thankful he had known how to read people's lips.

He sighed, shifting positions in the hardwood chair he was sitting in downstairs.
"Do whatever you think is best, Al. You usually know what's best, right?"

Alphys blushed of embarrassment, "I mean, n-not all the time." She then glanced at Undyne, passed out on the stairs. She sighed. "Alright. But can you have Frisk go back to bed? It's only about 4:37 right now, but kids their age need sleep, don't you?" She smiled at Frisk, who smiled back nodding their head, running back upstairs, jumping over the fallen oversized fish, and skipping out the door merrily humming to themselves, thankful they got to go back to sleep.

They made sure no cars were coming, and ran across the street faster than you could say 'Skeleton'.

Frisk opened the door to their own house quietly, throwing off their shoes, and tiptoeing upstairs, back into their own bed, sighing contently.

They just hoped Sans was going to be alright.