Heeeey, I'm back and Happy New Year everyone! I'm sorry for taking so long, but I'm back again and ready to write! So, with out further delay: Here is next chapter of UnderBite!

(No One's POV)

As Sans deeply forced his hand into Grillby's fire-proof, double coated, oak wood countertop at the sight of his brother kissing the TV star Mettaton; He heard his father speak to him. "Careful son, remember how your temper and Papyrus react." Gaster's voice echoed off of unseen, mental walls. Sans quietly sighed and nodded his head. "Yeah, I know…" He muttered under his breath. Suddenly, everything stopped moving and soon enough father and son were reunited inside an inky black void. "I did promise you that we would see each other again." Gaster said happily as he rubbed his slightly melted hand on Sans' skull. The younger of the two laughed at the strange yet comforting feeling. "Man, I really did miss you dad." Sans chimed as reached up and held Gaster's hand in his own. The former royal scientist lightly smiled "And I miss you and your brother, despite all your tumult antics." He said with a chuckle as Sans lightly punched his arm. Sans sighed and looked around. "By the way, I've been meaning to ask. What is this place?" He asked his father.

For a long moment of silence that hung in the air, Gaster looked despondent. "MY PERSONAL HELL..." He soon said in an incredibly eerie voice that made his son shiver. Gaster sighed sadly and shook his head. "Please do not feel bad for me Sans, it is for the best." He said as a follow up to his previous statement. Sans did not say anything as he stared at his sneakers with vacant eyes, soon however, the older skeleton brother began to sniffle as tears peaked out at the edges of his eyes. "Best for what…? Best for who?!" He shrieked and Gaster looked frightful as the void shook around them. "P-papyrus has been parentless for m-most of his life and doesn't even know the truth! And y-you l-left me clueless on what t-to do a-after…" He sobbed on and on before trailing off and letting the tears fall freely. Gaster's fright had slowly turned to grieving sympathy as he listened to his son's reasoning. "I-I…I began to cannibalize monsters for their blood and dust when you disappeared dad…" Sans said guiltily as Gaster began to come closer.

Both skeletons were ignoring their trembling and cracking darkness, as long as they had each other close they were okay. Gaster had his dripping arms tightly wrapped around his child and was lightly rocking back and forth. "I don't know what to do dad, I don't know who I really am anymore. I'm lost without your guidance." He murmured and Gaster sighed softly "You are my son, and so much more to others around you. You are free to decide who you want to be and your actions are your own." He said in a comforting voice. "We still need you though dad, even if the rest of the universe doesn't." Sans pleaded quietly and Gaster mused himself. "One day, I may be freed from this empty prison and I will join you and Papyrus once again. But for now, here is where I roam." He chuckled. Sans seemed to squirm at those words and soon, things began to crumble beneath their feet again. "Please don't let me suffer in silence dad…" Sans begged and Gaster patted his child's head. "My son, in the final calm before the storm, you will know exactly what to do and when." He said confidently and then, there was white and Sans was back at Grillby and Muffet's.

(Sans POV)

I blinked and sound swiftly returned as everything started to move like normal. "Thanks dad, I needed that…." I muttered to myself as I wiped the remaining tears away from my eye sockets. I looked over to Papyrus and Mettaton, they had stopped kissing and were back to average, friendly, chat. I thought back on dad and what he said, "The final calm before the storm? What does that even mean?" I asked myself. Suddenly, some memories flashed by in my head. I was in the labs running an obstacle course while dad timed me. Then I was in the castle, once again I was listening in on dad and Asgore. "What wonderful results you and Sans have produced! Once we break the barrier, he and the royal guard will make the humans suffer for the misery they have put us through!" Asgore boasted as dad tried to façade his way through the conversation. "Yes, I am very proud of Sans and what he is now capable of through these tests and experiments." He forcefully chimed as the king poured him another cup of tea.

The memory shifted again and it was me, I was in the lower parts of Snowdin, I was wrapped in a ragged blanket and my vision was pretty blurry. I could just make out a few amble figures standing in front of me, I could hear their awful mocking laughter. I had something in my arms, no, it was Papyrus. He was bundled in my jacket and he was cold and wet as I held him. Then, a bunch of white began to mask my memories but, just before I was roped into reality I heard Papyrus' weak and trembling voice whisper to me. "S-sans? I-I'm so cold…. T-t-those bullies…. Could y-you beat them u-up for me?" He muttered before I felt an immediate burning feeling in my hand and the memories disappeared. My vision cleared from the white and I soon looked at Papyrus, he was still the same after all these years. Quick to acceptance, immensely friendly and sadly, easily hurt were just three phrases that you could use to describe him.

During the earlier experiments I was quick to refuse the allowance of Papyrus being my substitute. "I have to be strong for Papy, no matter what." I always told myself constantly. I would NEVER let Asgore have my brother, not even if my life counted on it. The burning feeling in my hand grew more. I sighed and tried to calm down, the more upset I got the more my instincts would tempt me, currently every sound in Grillby's and Muffet's was either dumb chatter or a pounding heart. Continuously I tried to avoid looking anywhere near a person's neck but that tactic fell flatter than a pancake and I gave up. Then, as I turned to face Grillby, the pain in my hand exploded in a red hot fury and I jumped out of my seat. "YEEEEEAAOOOOWWW!" I screamed as I went up and clutched my arm as I landed. I blew on my hand and waved it back and forth until it stopped hurting, I turned to face Grillby angrily. "What the hell was that for?!" I shouted at him and he shrugged. "You weren't responding, I figured it was the best way to get your attention." He said coolly.

(No One's POV)

Sans crossed his arms and huffed at Grillby. "Well you didn't have to roast my hand." He said childishly. Grillby chuckled and rubbed the back of his head. Sans sighed. "So, what did you want my attention for?" The skeleton asked. Grillby started to wipe down the countertop as he talked. "Well other than the fact that you put a considerable dent in my bar-top, while you were muttering to yourself Papyrus and Mettaton left to go home because they wanted to talk to you." The flaming monster explained. Sans, who was drinking from the glass of water that was handed to him when he arrived, quickly did a spit take and jumped up. "Shit, I'm in big trouble if I don't beat them home!" He announced and dashed out the front door of the building while thanking Grillby. The flame monster kindly waved goodbye and resumed cleaning his counter. Once he got over to the dent that Sans had left in it he looked greatly shocked at the depth of it. "I had no idea Sans was this strong…" He whispered to himself in awe. However, he soon thought he found an explanation when Undyne walked in.

Aaaaanndd, what would UnderBite be without Puzzles? So, here is the usual word scramble once again.

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