Chapter 8

"Okay, okay, okay; so things have gone to shit, what else is new?" Sans groans, sitting on the edge of the bed as Gaster stood sheepishly at the end of the bed. Sans looks at him before scoffing and returning to bury his face in his hands.

"We just gotta find them before they destroy something and get them back to their own universes. Simple enough!" Sans says, desperately trying to find a positive side to all of this.

Gaster smiled; "The tear should still be open! It'll be easy to push them back through." Sans glared at him.

"I appreciate the information, but quit the positive/supportive bs; I'm still pissed at you." Sans snaps, and Gaster shrinks back down. Sans sighs heavily, standing up and slipping on his blue hoodie.

"Okay, okay; tell me where you last saw them and while you go catch up with Papyrus, I'll go find them and get 'em back through."

Gaster starts to object, "But I-"

" s, r." Sans eyes go black, and Gaster quickly nods, rushing through locations.

"Fells are near a police station, Mafia are in the middle of a warehouse, and Swap is in the park." Gaster blurts, and Sans nods; teleporting through the void.

Gaster sighs, walking downstairs to talk with Papyrus.

Fells

(UF Sans is Red, UF Paps is Fell) (When by themselves they'll call each other by their real names)

"SANS! WAKE UP!" Sans groans, eyes cracking open to see Papyrus standing above him with a surprised look on his face. That expression is what wakes him up fully; he hasn't seen that expression on his brother in a long time.

"Wh-What is it boss?" Sans stutters, quickly picking himself off the ground when Papyrus gave a sharp tug to his collar.

"DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHERE IN THE HELL WE ARE?" Papyrus replies, and Sans notices that he had not been waken up in his room. In fact, they were obviously nowhere near his room.

The room they were in was made of concrete down from the ceiling to the floors. One wall was entirely made of steel bars, and a row of 4 bunkbeds faced him. Red raised a brow, turning to inspect the rest of the room.

The ceiling was way too low for Papyrus, who had to stoop almost in half to fit. In fact, Sans felt like if he jumped he'd be just shy of touching it himself. Which was saying something.

"I… have no clue boss." Sans admits, a muffled sound catching his attention. Sans turns towards the back of the room, seeing something hiding underneath the bed. Suddenly fearing an attacker, he quickly grasps at the being's soul and yanks them out.

Sans froze when he recognized the human. Papyrus turned, and saw them instantly.

"SANS! IT'S A HUMAN!" Papyrus exclaims, rushing over (as best as he could have bent over as he was) and grabbed the male. "AND IT IS FULLY GROWN! NO DOUBT, THIS WILL GET ME IN THE ROYAL GUARD FOR SURE!"

The human struggles in his grip, tears leaking down his cheeks.

"Guards! Guards!" He screams, making Sans glance at the barred-door in concern. Why was the human yelling for guards? Clearly, it couldn't be the Royal Guard he wanted, unless he had an obvious death wish.

So if not the Royal Guard, then what guard?

"Boss, I don't think we're in the underground." Sans speaks up, catching Papyrus' attention.

Papyrus stops to think, ignoring the screaming din coming from the hallway. Sans, however, noticed it and was now starting to panic himself.

"B-Boss! I think we have to get out of here!"

"THEN TELEPORT US, YOU IMBECILE!"

"I don't know where we are! I very well could put us in the CORE!" Sans exclaims, and Papyrus rolls his eyes before turning to the human.

"HUMAN! WHERE ARE WE?"

The male human stutters, "Y-You're in the W-West Township J-Jailhouse!"

"WELL THAT WAS UTTERLY USELESS; I'LL JUST BUST US OUT!" Papyrus exclaims, summoning several bones before a scream of terror tears away his attention.

"What're you monsters doing to my husband?!" a woman screams from the other side of the bars, catching Sans' attention.

The woman had bleached-blonde hair, a ridiculous amount of makeup on, and a rather ugly yellow smock. Like Jesus Christ, Sans wasn't one to judge fashion but holy fuck.

"Listen, Ms… It's not what you think it is. My brother and I just woke up here and he was-"

"Sans! You better explain this! And what's with that getup you're wearing?" she exclaims, and Sans looks up at her in surprise.

"How the fuck do you know me, human? We've never met. And what the hell do you mean by 'getup'?" Sans growls, making the other shrink back while Papyrus turned to the woman.

"HUMAN! WHERE THE HELL ARE WE? IT SEEMS THE MALE HUMAN HAS BEEN USELESS IN REGARDS TO ANSWERING OUT QUESTIONS!" Papyrus exclaims, and the woman only looked more undignified.

"What has gotten into you two?! Oh, I knew all you monsters were savages!" The words cause Sans to laugh; she thought they were savages? Oh, she was in for hell if she really pissed them off.

"There you two are! Fucking Gaster didn't tell me you were in the jail!" a new voice calls out, and another skeleton rushes into the cell. Sans recognizes him instantly.

"Original! Where the hell are we?" Sans calls, and the other groans.

"You're in UnderTale universe, Red; all you need to know is Gaster."

(UF Sans and UF Paps are now Red and Fell)

Red groans, face-palming.

"The idiot tore a hole throughout the universes again?"

"Yep. He pulled you guys, Swap, and Mafia." Sans grabs them, turning towards the door.

"Dear stars, not Mafia! Aren't you guys on the surface here? They'll wreak havoc!" Red exclaims, snatching at the back of Fell's scarf.

"C'mon Boss! We gotta get back to the Original's house and wait for transport back."

"HAS THEIR IDIOTIC VERSION OF GASTER PULLED US THROUGH AGAIN?!" Fell exclaims, and Red nods.

"Yep, the fucker is in for a world of pain once we get back."

"Excuse me! I would like an explanation for what is going on!" the woman calls out again, catching Sans' attention.

"Linda? What the fuck are you doing here?" he asks, making the other huff in aggravation.

"You mean before these monsters appeared? I was visiting my husband!"

"…you have a husband?" Sans looked amazed, and the woman looked furious.

"Of course I have a husband!" Sans looked over at Red.

"Was he in there?" Red nods, pointing at the man quivering on the jail room floor. Sans looked past Red and Fell to stare at the dark-haired human.

"You married her?!" the man in the cell seemed too shell-shocked to answer, the woman however, seemed infuriated.

"What is that supposed to mean?! You better explain all of this immediately!" Sans groans, rolling his eyes.

"My father tore a hole through multiple universes and I now have to collect up all three of them and shove them back through before the hole stiches itself back together. Now I have to go." Sans teleports them before they could hear her response.

Sans drops them off at their house, and Fell sighs as he stood back up to his full height, his spine creaking and popping loudly. Red looks over at Sans.

"Where's Gaster." Sans smirks.

"Living room with the human child. You know what you're allowed and not allowed to do until I get you home." Red nods, handing his leash to Fell and walking together towards the living room. Sans sighs, teleporting towards his next destination to search.

Swaps

(Same deal with the Swaps, US Sans is Blue and US Paps is Swap)

"Pappy! Where are we?" Sans asks, looking up at Papyrus as the orange-hooded skeleton looked around the area they were in.

There was grass, trees, and the sky. And given that Papyrus had been woken up rather rudely by Gaster, Papyrus only had one guess.

"UNDERTALE UNIVERSE IF I HAD TO GUESS, AND IT LOOKS LIKE WE'RE ON THE SURFACE." Papyrus responds, and Sans' eyes turned to stars in excitement.

"Ooh boy! We're on the surface! Let's go exploring!" Papyrus groaned, snatching desperately at his brother's scarf.

"WE NEED TO WAIT FOR THE ORIGNAL TO GET US AND ANY OTHERS PULLED THROUGH AND GET US HOME!"

"He'll find us eventually! Let's see some things before he takes us back!" Sans insists, breaking free from Papyrus' grip and dashing off. Papyrus groans, teleporting after him because he was too lazy to walk.

He quickly realized that letting Sans run off was a huge mistake.

"Look Papyrus! So many humans!" Sans calls out, unnerving many people around them; Papyrus groans and rushes over to his brother whilst calling out to the people around them.

"SORRY! TRUST ME, IF YOU RECOGNIZE US AS SOMEONE; WE ARE NOT THAT PERSON! JUST IGNORE HIM, WE'RE NOT FROM AROUND HERE." Papyrus quickly scoops up Sans, teleporting farther away.

He sighs, god the original was gonna kill them.

"Pappy! Look, that guy has candy!" Sans exclaims, running towards a large van that had FREE CANDY printed on the side. Papyrus had never seen anything of the sort, and quietly followed behind his brother to inspect the van.

Inside was a fully grown male human who was smoking a cigarettes and had a bag next to him. Sans spots him, smiling widely.

"Hello human! I saw that you had free candy! May I have some?" Papyrus groans, his brother was going to be on a massive sugar high soon, wasn't he? The male human perks up, smiling and nodding.

"Why, I sure do! I haven't ever seen a skeleton child before! You must make some rather nice company!" he smirks, reaching into his bag.

"Hold on, sonny; I got something for you right here…"

"There you are." A new voice calls out, and the original Sans teleports between Blue and the man.

(The Swaps will now use their nicknames)

"AH, TOOK YOU LONG ENOUGH SANS." Swap calls out, walking over.

"THIS GUY WAS JUST ABOUT TO GIVE BLUE SOME CANDY." Sans stiffens, turning around to face the man behind him.

" ?" Sans questions, and Swap instantly took stock of the situation.

A van that read FREE CANDY on the side, that held an older man inside. Swap's eyes widen as he realized what he almost just let happen. He grabs Blue's soul, yanking him backwards into his arms as his orange gaster blasters form and let loose a cannon of magic.

"YOU MOTHER FUCKER!" he yells, clutching Blue to his chest protectively. Sans quickly teleports out of the way, and the man with his van is quickly evaporated into dust.

"Damn dude, that was a little excessive." Sans states, and Swap huffs.

"THAT'S WHAT THE FUCKER GETS." Swap huffs, turning towards Blue.

"ARE YOU OKAY?" he asks, relieved to see that Blue was cross with him.

"Brother! That was entirely unnecessary! He was just going to give me candy!"

Swap sighs, shaking his head and turning to face Sans.

"GASTER DECIDED TO PULL US THROUGH AGAIN, HUH?" he asks, and Sans nods.

"Yeah, he finally found his way out of the void and pulled you, Fell, and Mafia along with him." Swap groans, shaking his head.

"I CAN IMAGINE THE FELLS WERE A MESS, AND I DON'T WANT TO IMAGINE WHAT THE MAFIAS ARE DOING. MOB AND PAPS ARE THE 3RD WORST GUYS HE COULD'VE PULLED." Sans nods, grabbing the two and teleporting.

"Tell me about it. They're in a warehouse, and the only one I know of is a massive drug and illegal gun hotspot." Swap shakes his head.

"SO HE MANAGED TO DROP THEM IN THEIR ZONE; GREAT. EXPECT GANGWARS IN THE NEXT HOUR OR SO IF YOU CAN'T GET THEM NOW."

"Yeah, I know. I'm going now. Gaster is in the living room, probably dealing with Red and Fell as we speak. You gonna go save him or watch him suffer?" Swap chuckles, letting go of Blue so that he could dash to the living room.

"AFTER THE MESS HE JUST PUT US IN? I'M HOPING FELL DRAWS BLOOD." Sans smirks, teleporting away. Swap sighs, turning towards the living room and walking in.

This was going to be a long day.

Mafias

(Fair warning; this is my first time EVER writing Mafia. So please give me criticism on how I write them so I can get a basic idea on what to do and what not to do! Until I figure out what their actual fan-names are, UM Sans is Mob and UM Papyrus is just Paps.)

"Want to run that by me again, buster?" Sans growls, holding up his Gaster-Pistol up to the punk human's head. The human spits at him, growling.

"I said that if you and your brother knew what was best for you, you'd leave before my boys and I decided to use your bones as toothpicks." Papyrus guffaws behind him, messing with the rumpled cuffs of his white suit.

"YOU HUMANS SURE ARE CONFIDENT IN YOUR ABILITIES! MAYBE WE SHOULD LET THEM TRY, BROTHER!" Sans rolls his eyes, cocking his gun and letting his magic pour into it.

"I dunno, brother; if this human keeps talking shit I'll rip his dick off and shove it so far up his ass he'll be choking up spank for a month. How's that sound, human?" Sans puffs out a ring of smoke right in the human's face, making him cough.

The other humans behind the first growl, one pulling out his own gun.

"Back off, fucker! Get you and your tweed-jacket brother off our turf!" Sans chuckles, glancing up at the other human under the rim of his blue-trimmed fedora.

"Brother?" A bone erupts from the ground at the human's feet, knocking him directly in the chin and sending him backwards. Papyrus's right eye glowed bright orange, his smile dapper and threatening as always.

"NOW, NOW, HUMAN; THAT WON'T BE NECCESARY. WE JUST WANT TO KNOW WHERE WE ARE."

"You two are in the UnderTale universe, and you better believe you're in a lot of trouble." A new voice calls out from the warehouse entrance, and Sans turns to look at the doors.

The original stood there, breathing heavily and glaring at them angrily. Sans only smiled back at him.

(Mafias are now referred to by their nicknames.)

"Original! Haven't seen you in quite a bit!" Mob exclaims, lowering his pistol from the human's head. Paps turns to see the original, his smile becoming nicer and more real.

"AH! HOW PLEASANT TO SEE YOU, SANS! HAS YOUR GASTER, THE RATHER BRILLIANT YET IDIOTIC FELLOW HE IS, MANAGED TO PULL US INTO YOUR UNIVERSE AGAIN?" Sans glares at him, before nodding.

"Yep, and just so you know; we're on the surface so when I take you back you are hiding the pistols and what you do for a living from the kid."

Mob rolls his eyes, adjusting his blue suit and tie while puffing on his cigar. "Yeah, we know your rules here. We gentlemen know how to act around kids." Mob slides his pistol next to his other one into its holster, wincing as he untucked his shirt and draped it around to hide the weapons.

Sans glares at Paps, who looked appalled at having to mess up his white suit.

"You too."

Paps sighs, untucking his shirt as well and hiding his guns inside. He adjusts his fedora, glaring heatedly at Sans.

"DO YOU KNOW HOW BADLY UNTUCKING THIS SHIRT IS TO MY GENTLEMANLY IMAGE? IF I DIDN'T KNOW HOW BADLY YOU'D KICK MY ASS IF I DIDN'T, I'D NEVER LISTEN TO A WORD YOU SAID." Paps growls, and Sans growls right back; surprising the two because in their lives they had never heard the other growl.

"Just shut up and get over here. I need to teleport you back so I can shove you, the Fells, and the Swaps back through the tear." Mob nods, he and Paps grabbing Sans' shoulders before looking back at the humans.

"Don't think my threat isn't still valid, fuckers. I have no problem tearing a hole through time and space to kill you." The humans nod, and Sans rolls his eyes before teleporting them back.

This was their first time in the house, and Mob and Paps stared around appreciably.

"Cute place you got here, 'riginal. Where can we hang our hats and coats?" Mob asks, slipping his fedora off and placing a hand on the collar of his jacket. Sans glares at the nickname, shaking his head.

"Nowhere; you're not gonna be here for long." Mob and Paps both cringe at the fact that they had to wear their hats and coats while inside; stars, next he was gonna tell them to attend a bloody bake sale.

Together they walk into the living room, Paps ducking underneath the doorway slightly since he was a bit too tall. Inside the living room was Toriel, Frisk, Papyrus, Gaster, Fell, Red, Blue, and Swap. Toriel and Frisk both looked amazed, Gaster looked terrified, and both Fell and Swap both looked annoyed while Red was dealing with a hyper Blue and Papyrus. All eyes turned towards them when Sans walked through the door with Mob and Paps behind him.

"FINALLY! YOU GOT THE BONEHEADS!" Fell exclaims, grabbing Red's leash and stalking over to the Mafia brothers.

"HOW MUCH TROUBLE DID YOU TWO MANAGE TO MAKE IN THE SHORT TIME YOU WERE ALLOWED TO ROAM AROUND?" Fell seemed angry, and Sans smirks. This wasn't the first time Fell, or even Swap, had been pulled into their universe. They knew his rules, and they were very punctual about abiding to them; Fell and Blue even more so.

And despite the way he tried to hide it, Sans knew that Fell secretly adored Frisk and would have no problems going on a massacre for them.

"WELL! THAT'S VERY RUDE OF YOU! MY BROTHER AND I MADE NO TROUBLE AT ALL! WE SIMPLY RAN INTO SOME VERY UNPLEASANT GENTLEMEN!" Paps exclaims, popping a large cigar into his mouth. Fell growls, snatching it and tossing it to the trash.

It was kind of an amazing throw, actually.