We were all holed up in a corner of the library, and now that Papyrus, he'd told me I could call him Pap but I declined, had gotten comfortable, he started to talk really loudly. Like, really loud. And somehow everything he said made it seem like he was going to go on an epic adventure.

My sides were hurting after Mettaton had gotten out a puzzle and Papyrus was going on about how we would be thoroughly japed. I almost couldn't even handle how hyper he'd gotten all of a sudden, it was like talking to a ten year old from a different century.

"AHA! I HAVE SUCCESSFULLY PLACED THE CORRECT PUZZLE PIECE IN THE CORNER, YOU WILL NEVER CATCH UP TO ME NOW TINY PERSON!" His voice carried throughout the library. People turned to look at him.

I calculatedly placed pieces into the frame trying to concentrate on getting it done before it was too late. I almost thought I heard Papyrus let out somewhat of an exasperated gasp and then sigh dejectedly like he was disappointed as I put puzzle pieces down. Weird...

"Oh shoot, darling," Mettaton dragged out the word darling, while reaching over and grabbing Papyrus by the arm, they looked up at papyrus with puppy dog eyes. "I need help solving this."

"OH, I SEE YOUR DETERMINATION HAS FALTERED MY LOVELY METTATON," Papyrus perked up at Mettaton's exaggerated helplessness. "I SHALL HELP YOU IN ANY WAY."

"Oh," Mettaton's voice came out flirty and breathy in a way I could never try to copy trying to be that sensually flirty. "You'll help me in any way?"

I rolled my eyes at the obviously sexual inclination.

"YES!" Papyrus continued in the same tone as before, seeming like he was unaware of the insinuation Mettaton was implying.

"Hey bro, don't let Mett treat you like a piece of meat we talked about this." A new person said from somewhere behind me. His voice was amazingly deep. It was kind of alluring.

Papyrus went from level 1 perky to level 1,000 in an instant. Jumping out of his chair and clapping his hands together as he looked at the person behind me.

"METTATON IS NOT TREATING PAPYRUS AS A PIECE OF MEAT," he practically yelled, not mad, just loud. And talking... in third person?

"Yeah bro yeah," the guy pulled a chair out next to me, wedging himself between Mettaton and I at the table. "You don't have to put a steak through my heart. I get it."

I rolled my eyes at the pun, catching a good look at him.

"SANS!" Papyrus yelled, and Mettaton groaned, face-palming.

Oh.

He was a well built, short mulatto man with both sides of his head shaved in a wide messy dark Mohawk, he was wearing a thick blue winter coat with a fluffy fur lined hood pulled down at his shoulders, even though it was only early fall. And he was cute.

But the thing that really got me, was his eyes.

He had one brown eye, darker than Papyrus' by several shades, and one strikingly light cobalt blue eye. He turned those eyes on me, and for some reason I could see a resemblance between him and Papyrus. "Sup."

"Er I..." I fumbled for words, "Hi."

He laughed, causing heat to creep into my face. Oh how his laugh felt familiar somehow.

"Oh is that a way to greet a new friend."

All the heat left my body in an instant, as though I felt like cold water had been dumped through the entirety of my being.

"Is that a way to greet a new friend?"

My eyes flickered to his hand, feeling like I needed to check them as he held one out to me in a motion to shake my hand.

His eyes narrowed at me as I looked back up to his face. Almost for a second, I thought I saw a flash of understanding cross his facial expression before drifting back into a plastered on grimace of a smile like he really didn't want to to think about something.

I reached out tentatively, taking a firm grasp of his hand.

Pfffffffft!

The farting noise echoed through the library as Sans laughed and laughed, slapping his leg and shaking his head. "Oh man, the whoopee cushion in hand trick, every time!" He busted out into another fit of infectious laughter and I found myself giggling along with him.

"YES, I HAVE MADE FRIENDSHIP WITH THIS TINY PERSON. ALTHOUGH I GET THE FEELING SHE MIGHT WANT TO DATE ME, AS GREAT AS I AM I CANNOT BLAME HER, BUT I SHALL HAVE TO INFORM HER THAT MY HEART IS ONLY FOR METTATON."

My eyes swept to Papyrus because I wanted to tell him to stop calling me a "tiny person" but the way he was beaming at me changed my mind. I shrugged and looked back to Sans, who was watching me intently and smiling widely.

"Well kiddo, what's your name." Sans inquired, it looked like he was finally done laughing.

"It's Frisk." I sighed, running my hand through my hair and looking out the window. It was still pretty early in the day. Mom wouldn't be back yet to freak out and think I disappeared again.

When I looked back at Sans his eyes were glazed over like I'd told him the secret of the universe and he was now in deep thought.

"Well, it was nice to meet you kid. Pap, lets go get some food I'm starving and Gaster isn't home yet." Sans said as he turned away from me. I couldn't help but feel a slight pang of rejection.

I snuffed it out as soon as I felt it, getting up from my chair and preparing to leave.

"SANS WE MUST BRING THE TINY PERSON WITH US," Papyrus interjected, grabbing his back pack and nudging Mettaton's shoulder before turning his eyes to me with a hopeful expression. Oh boy, I wasn't going to be able to say no to this. "HER STOMACH HAS BEEN GROWLING FOR SEVERAL HOURS AND I AM TOO GREAT AND POPULAR TO HAVE NOT NOTICED A FRIEND IN NEED OF SUSTENANCE."

Sans looked at me like he was...? Glaring at me!?

"Dirty brother killer." I heard his voice in the back of my mind along with a flash of blue and yellow. That uneasy feeling of deja vu slipping through my veins and curling like a snake into the pit of my stomach. I could almost feel something like spiders crawling up my spine as my hair rose.

"COME ALONG PERSON! WE SHALL GO TO THE RESTAURANT," Papyrus jumped out of his seat in front of my and darted around the table, grabbing me by the hand and pulling me out of the library's common area like a ten year old taking a parent on an exciting adventure to the store. I giggled a little, slightly uneasy at first, but as he pulled me along excitedly the feeling slipped away.