-SAAAAAANS! Wake up you lazybones!-
Papyrus's voice sounded through Sans's mind. He opened his eyes to see his messy room. Wait, what? He… Was alive? But how? He clearly remembered turning to dust after fighting the human. He walked out of his room to see Papyrus downstairs.
-SANS! You are already late! You had to be in your station an hour ago! I'll be late to Undyne's training because of you!-
The taller skeleton shouted. Sans's eyes widened and he rushed to Papyrus, hugging him and shutting his eyes then.
-Papyrus! Oh thanks god you are alive!-
He nearly cried from happiness. Papyrus was visibly confused.
-Well of course I'm alive, Sans! Why wouldn't I be?-
He asked, getting his big brother off him. Sans immediately recalled: Papyrus has no idea of timelines and resets.
-I… Had a nightmare about a human killing you.-
He answered. Partially, he told the truth. Every reset timeline was more like a dream than actually real. However he had something left from every timeline.
-Sans! It was just a dream! A human cannot kill the great Papyrus! Now go and change! You cannot go in this dirty shirt to your station! The great Papyrus is out to training!-
And Papyrus vanished from the house. Sans sighed and went to his room to find his shirt, pants and jacket. He put off his pajamas shirt and looked down at his ribs. The scar from the human's knife was clearly visible. Now just that Papyrus won't see it. He didn't want Papyrus to worry or to try to understand all the "DETERMINATION" and "RESET" stuff. He was living his life, not worrying about anything but capturing a human and becoming a royal guardsman… So why to put something heavy and complicated on his shoulders?
Dressing up, Sans took a hamburger from the fridge, that originally he had from Grillby's takeaway and chewed it on the way to his station. There, he stopped. If it all began from new, it meant that the human reset. But… Did they do Pacifist or Genocide? He decided to wait. As the human showed up, he did what he usually did in every timeline: Stepped on a branch, followed them, told them to shake his hand with a whoopee cushion in it… No dust on their clothes, an old good stick in their hand, kind facial expression… And when he told them to hind behind the conveniently-shaped lamp, they obeyed. Yes! Finally! Pacifist! He can calm down and be sure everything will be fine with his brother this time. He also hoped deep inside that they will bring the perfect ending and never reset again. That's what he always dreamed of. A happy ending and no resets.