"Look, I don't know if this is a good idea."

"Eh, don't worry. All you need to do is offend one of those monsters, and they'll fight you. John'll get a video of it, and we'll upload it as proof that the monsters broke the treaty, and they'll go back to the underground for good! Boss'll definitely give me, er, us a raise!"

"R-right."

Sans shuddered as Papyrus and Undyne worked to get him off the roof of the car (they dropped off the King and Queen at the meeting they had to attend). His soul shot him a worried glance.

"Sansy? Are you alright?"

Another strong shiver went through the skeleton's body.

"Peachy." was all he was able to squeak out. Undyne ignored the interaction and knocked on the door to Alphys's lab.

"Alph, open up!" the door opened to groggy looking yellow reptile.

"W-what do y-you ne-need?"

Undyne then grabbed the soul and the owner of said soul by their hoodie. Alphys looked at them, her brain not yet awake.

"Wh-why are th-there two S-sanses?" she asked, yawning in the process. Undyne's yell woke her up completely.

"That's what we were gonna ask you!"

The scientist jolted. "W-well, come in. It's,uh, a l-little bit messy." The group entered, some needing to duck under the doorway. Alphys turned to the soul, unamused.

"Sans, w-what happened? Di-did you make a cloning ma-machine again?" Everyone, even the soul, turned toward the actually skeleton.

"YOU MADE A CLONING MACHINE?!" The guilty threw up his hands.

"I was bored at the time! No Alphys, the guy you were talking to is...um, my soul."

This caused everyone to shift their attention back to the main reason they came to Alphys's lab. The soul shrank at everyone's gaze.

"Um, yeah, I'm Sansy's soul." Alphys deadpanned at the soul, before turning back to Sans.

"Sans, know that I really d-don't believe you. So, I want the both of you to cast a attack. Feel free to d-do any one that you wish. If he-" She looked pointedly at the soul. "-really is your s-soul, your magic signatures should b-be completely identical." Alphys then turned to the rest of the group to explain as both soul and skeleton summoned some bones.

"N-no two monsters' magic i-is completely i-identical. For twins,or e-even clones, their magic might be similar, but even that is r-rare. If they really are the same person, at least ni-um-ninety percent of their magic sh-should be alike." She turned back to the pair and received two bones. One was slightly longer than the other.

Alphys then addressed the entire group. "It'll ,uh, it'll take a few hours for me to upgrade my soul scanner to be compatible to do a complete scan o-of the attacks. Feel free to watch some animes as you wait. If you guys are hungry, I have some instant noodles in my fridge. And downtown's only a ten minute walk away."

The soul hesitated before asking a question. "So, um, can Sansy and I go to downtown."

Alphys had a small smile, a small sign that monsters were relaxing from their kill/be killed attitude. "S-sure, I don't s-see an-any harm in d-doing so."

Literal stars appeared in his eyes as he carried Sans bridal style and ran outside, shouting a thanks over his shoulder. Frisk and Flowey giggled at the soul's behavior and turned back to looking through Alphys's Hetalia collection.

Undyne laughed and turned to Papyrus. "You know, when I first met you, I always wondered how you managed to be so energetic and happy. Guess you got it from your brother."

All Papyrus did was blush and say, "WELL, THAT WAS BEFORE I CALLED MYSELF THE GREAT AND TERRIBLE PAPYRUS."

The Sanses walked into the city, the body keeping his head down and the soul looking around at the stores with big stars in his eye sockets and a even bigger smile on his face.

Sans looked at his soul."So, uh, want some ice cream?"

"Yes!"

Sans smirked."Do you even remember what ice cream is?"

"Nope!"

Sans sighed, feeling something that might have been exasperation.

"Wait here, I'll go buy some."

Once the skeleton left, two teenagers looked at each other.

"Should I go now John?" A redheaded sixteen year old shrugged.

"Might as well. I'll start recording after you stop talking." a black haired, glasses wearing fifteen year old looked at the redhead, hesitant.

"This doesn't feel right."

"Just go."

The fifteen year old sighed before walking up to the soul, purposely bumping the soul hard enough to cause him to fall over. The soul looked up at the black-haired boy, who currently was looking at monster soul with a condescending smirk.

"Watch it you freak."

The soul clenched his fists tightly against his sides.

The fifteen year old walked away with false swagger and prepared himself for a blow. Maybe to his back, maybe to his crotch, he couldn't be sure.

The fifteen year old then paused as he hear something he wasn't expecting.

'Was that...sniffling?'

He turned around and lo and behold, the soul's face was downcast, red tears trickling down his face.

You know that feeling you get when you do something bad to a little kid and they start to cry. Do you remember thinking, 'Crap, I went too far.'

That's how the fifteen year old felt. And because of this, he didn't continue walking away like planned. He instead ran back.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I was, uh, in a bad mood. Please, I-"

"Hey, got ya some ice cream!" The skeleton walked up to the soul, before noticing the tears. "Uh, what happened?"

The teenager looked up to the skeleton, now fearing for his life. The skeleton stared at the man, before realising something and groaned. He started to walk away.

"No wait-"

"You got yourself into this mess, you get yourself out."

And the teenager then helplessly attempted to get the soul to stop crying, their owner watching the scene with a raised brow.

'This guy has no idea what he's doing.'

Sans sighed again and walked up to his soul.

"Look, he didn't do it on purpose. He didn't mean it. Now come on, let's eat the icecream before it all melts." The soul stopped crying and busied himself with eating the frozen treat.

Sans patted the teenager on the back. "Kiddo, for the sake of everyone and yourself, I sincerely hope you never have kids."

Sans then helped his soul up and they started trekking back to the lab, leaving the confused and guilty teen behind.

"John?"

"Yeah?"

"How about we call it a day?"