Yawning, you rub at your eyes a little before getting back and folding another pair of shorts and sitting them in a medium's stack. You hadn't been sleeping too well lately. Though you slept the entire night, you were lucid dreaming nearly every night. And it's not like a lot happened in your dreams, you were just surrounded by black. Absolutely no light was around you. You'd wake up 5 minutes before your alarm every morning.

You don't even know how many hours you actually slept? You did have your eyes closed for the recommended amount of sleep time but did you even actually sleep is the real question.

Serenity and Stone had decided to go back home for a while to go over all the footage and stuff they've collected and share it with others in their group. So you had the apartment to yourself again and it was actually a bit lonely. You remember how Serenity had given you their numbers and simply put each other's names on the wrong numbers. Her eyes held a playful like mischievous gleam until she winked.

God damnit.

So you confided onto her everything that's been going on since they left but in a more… Flirty way. Your phone was constantly slapped out of your hand. Literally the only flirty thing you've used on Serenity were innuendos and winky faces, apparently that was enough for Sans to be jelly.

On the bright side he was more talkative to you when you started texting Serenity a.k.a fake date "Stone" he'd be sending random puns and jokes through to distract you.

You finally finish folding the stack of shorts and make quick work to placing them on their correct shelves. Sans hadn't really bothered you today, so you were mildly curious on what was on his mind.

Serenity's been texting you non-stop for the past 2 hours on all the amazing footage they had collected from your apartment and on a few occasions had asked how you were feeling in specific spots on your body.

"My nose is fine."

"Yes, so is my chest."

"Yes.. no.. What? No no no I feel great, no problems."

It felt good to be coddled, to a certain degree. You get up from the couch and flop next to the window and light a cigarette.

"Nah, I'm just going to make a frozen lasagna. It's already in the oven."

Speaking of which, you check the time on your phone. 14 more minutes and it's done. You couldn't wait, with how big it is you'll be eating it the entire week.

"Actually he's been.. Quiet? Maybe even gentle."

That had been strange lately. You no longer wake up with deep scratches, claw marks, or bites. He'd been.. Silent most days. You always walk in expecting some sort of disaster or elaborate prank. It's pretty disappointing sometimes.

Your eyes flutter open for a moment. What woke you up? Squinting, you survey the room for a moment and shrug it off. Nothing. You roll over and get comfortable again. A low rattle causes your eyes to shoot open and sit up. Now that you're awake and aware you can here the multiple sirens outside. The distinct difference told you it wasn't just police cars speeding about. You pull your blanket to the side and stop. There's a body shaped divot on your bed, even stranger is how there's a literal shadowy form laying there.

"What the fuck…"

You study the form closely. There's an arm stretched out in your direction, the legs are slightly spread apart, and the other arm is draped across a torso.

"Sans?"

Hesitantly you reach a hand out half expecting it to phase right through.

Oh.

That's a bit awkward.

Your hand actually sits on the form and you can feel warmth and soft intakes of air. Pressing firmly, you shake it a bit hoping that it was indeed Sans.

"Wake up."

You're about to start shaking him when you realize he's already trembling.

Actually your bed seems to be the cause of the trembling.

The sirens outside are getting louder and the multiple lights are flashing onto your walls. Red, blue, yellow. You finally give up on the shadow figure on your bed being Sans and place your feet on the cold wooden floor.

Okay, so the strange bed tremors were coming from the building? You step around the junk on the floor and pull on some clothes, intending on going downstairs to the lobby and watch the news.

A thundering boom throws you off guard and you scream and stumble into your dresser and onto the floor. You curse and rub anywhere on your side that had collided with the dresser, surely you'll be bruising soon.

You look up and see red eye lights focused on you.

Opening your mouth to interrogate him on why he's in your bed, another huge boom rips your attention from him and to the window. You jump up and run to your window and see flashing lights speeding up and down the streets and a large building far off in the distance start tumbling down.

"Oh my god…"

As it falls closer to the ground your building starts to shake violently causing your items in your apartment to rattle and fall off counters and shelves. You hold onto the window sill as tight as you can and still end up knocked onto the floor.

Sans is instantly at your side and gripping your arm, his eye lights are darting around. Then in the blink of an eye you're sitting in your tub with a weight sitting on top of you.

"where's yer phone?"

You snap your head back up and freeze. Other than the surprise of hearing his voice for the first time, you can actually see some of his facial features.

"Uh uh uh."

He groans irritably and shoves you further down the tub before disappearing. Your left lying there stuttering like a fool while things are being tossed around.

Another tremor shakes the building and you yelp while blocking your head with your arms.

A pillow and blanket are tossed onto you, a few water bottles are shoved by your side and your phone is tossed onto your stomach.

"move yer legs."

You quickly bend them closer to you and peek past your arms. You can barely hear it, but when he steps in and shifts around to get in a good position, there's a low clacking when he makes contact with the tub.

Sans swipes your phone from your tummy and quickly ticks away at the screen. The longer you stare, the more physical and detail he becomes. He doesn't seem to notice, or just doesn't care due the current situation.

Stone was pretty spot on with Sans' attire. But it seemed your smart ass response of him being a skeleton was true. A weird looking one at that. What caught your attention the most was his teeth. Jesus, he literally could tear you apart with those. Upon closer inspection, you notice that one tooth is made of gold. Ew, that's gaudy.

His teeth are turned down in a concentrated frown as he completely ignores you gawking at him.

"seems like a bunch a 'quakes comin' from Ebott."

Sans sits your phone down on the tubs rim and leans back. His eyes finally land on you and notice your intense staring, causing his teeth to quirk up in a grin.

"like what ya see doll?"

You sputter and throw the blanket and pillow at him and quickly sit up. Your hands automatically grab onto his face and turn it this way and that. "H-how? This doesn't make any sense!" He starts squirming and trying to push you off. "get tha fuck off!" He finally shoves you back onto your side of the tub. "told ya i was never a ghost! shoulda fuckin' listened to me ya crazy bitch!" He's rubbing his face where you had grabbed him while you sit back and remember all the shit you've done and said.

Sans grabs your phone again, continuously refreshing the news page and probably using your phone as a small shield of sorts. You lay your face in your hands.

"Oh my goooood."

You've waltzed around your house stark ass naked, you've used the toilet and the shower freely. All those months of embarrassing actions are flooding you all at once. Can your building just fucking collapse right now and end this?

A strong pungent smell drags you away from your inner torment and you look back up at Sans. You watch appalled. Disgusted. You almost start gagging. He's got a bottle of mustard opened and currently squeezing all of its contents straight down his possibly non-existent throat.

"You actually ate that shit?"

His brow bone quirks up as his eye lights focus on you and flicker mischievously, he doesn't even stop for a break. It just keeps going and going until the bottle starts making those funny little farting noises at the end.

"what'd ya think i did with it?"

"I don't fucking know, prank the other tenants?"

"that's a waste."

It's silent for a bit while he taps his fingers against the rim.

"So like.. What are you exactly?"

"a skeleton."

You roll your eyes and cross your arms, he's cackling. Asshole.

"imma monster."

"Like sasquatch or vampires?"

"hell no. unlike that shit, monsters' 're real. fuck you for thinkin' that."

"Monster's aren't suppose to be real."

Sans makes a gesture with his hands indicating himself, "then how tha fuck am i here then?"

"Hallucination."

He growls lowly and shoots up to wrap his fingers around your neck. "look sweetheart, i'm very real and ya need to have that sink into that numbskull o' yers that i ain't leavin'." His fingers start tightening on your throat and your stare right up at his face. There's little beads of red building up around the top and sides of his skull.

"I never asked you to leave."

His sad attempt at choking you faltered for a moment. "what?" You place your hands on top of his and dip your fingers between your neck and his fingers. "I simply asked you what the fuck you were and you're trying to choke me. Seriously? You gotta understand this is all so weird." You easily pull his hands off your neck and sit up and look at his phalanges. "Honestly, this is really neat though." He rips his hands away from yours as if you'd burned him and scoots further back from you, the red that had been building up is running down his skull like sweat. "i knew yer some kinda freak but damn." The lights in his eyes look weak as they flicker and waver a little.

"Sooo. Why can I see you now?"

"you'll know later."

The two of you had sat in your tub long enough for the tremors to stop and the electricity to come back on, though you had no idea it had went out anyway. Your body and joints were so sore and stiff, every little crack and pop caused Sans to flinch and sweat.

You propped your phone on the kitchen table to replay the news and sat in front of it with a bowl of cereal, Sans had sprawled across as much of your couch that he could and was snoring.

"What had happened was unrelated to an earthquake but something else extraordinary. We don't have all the information on what happened just yet, but we do know all the surges came from Mount Ebott."

"The old theater and other buildings that had fallen and collapsed will be rebuilt for other businesses. It seemed that the only buildings that had fallen were those that were condemned and was scheduled for a demolition in a future project."

"It is confirmed that no other buildings took any damage and will not need a schedule repair, though if you are a business or homeowner that feels the tremors had damaged your property feel free to call (XXX)XXX-XXXX. Please stay tuned for a guide to assist you and your family on how to protect yourselves in case of an emergency."

You sigh and rinse your bowl out in the sink. So it wasn't an earthquake. But it did feel like one. Your eyes land on Sans snoozing on your couch. Yea.. You should probably tell Serenity. Later.