SOMETHING WATCHES ON

(Turned out, it was the skeleton)

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Disclaimer: OMORI belongs to OMOCAT and Undertale belongs to Toby Fox

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Genre: Hurt/Comfort

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Summary: There's a new human, sleeping on Papyrus' car bed.

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(A/N): This is Sans' POV from 'Something Watches On' fanfic by Woofie (I've got permission from them to create this fic. Thank u, my man~). Go read that first for context, guys :D

Here's the link: https: / / archiveofourown dot org/ series/ 2184477

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It was a boy. Wearing a white button-up shirt under that comfy, black vest. Black socks that nearly reached his ankle were hugging his lanky legs close. And white, worn-out sneaker was placed right beside the bed. To be honest, he looked unassuming. That black, slightly messy hair, styled into a mainstream 3:7 ratio cemented that fact even further.

But appearance doesn't mean anything.

In fact, the previous human used the same boring looks to lulled them into a sense of serenity before they stab them all through the back.

Maybe I should just end it all here. Sans mussed. A lone single bone suddenly appeared near the kid's body, floating almost lazily. Eyes that were usually consisted of white pinpricks upon the black canvas were gone, replaced by a shining blue left marble. Maybe I should just kill him before he could kill anybody.

With that GREY SOUL, he cannot reset the world anyway.

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"hello, sleepyhead. i think you're lost because last i remember, this is my brother's bedroom."


His name is OMORI. 20 HP 2 ATK 1 DEF. He is just as squishy as Sans was.

OMORI rarely talks, is guarded, and unbelievably skittish. His sight never stays in one place for more than a minute. Always swiveling to the front, to the back, upward, downward. Expecting to be attacked at any moment's notice. And one very prominent thing that Sans noticed from this kid was—

Sleeping.

He likes to sleep. A lot.

OMORI will be the first time to tuck himself in. And will be the last to rise. When he decided to wake up, it lasted only for a couple of hours. Enough to help the skeletons doing chores around the house and consuming a little bit of lunch his stomach could handle. It made Papyrus shook his head in exasperation. Muttering things like 'another lazy bone', 'at least he helped me around the house, unlike a certain someone,' and 'well…what would they do without someone as great as moi?' before he fondly covered the kid's small stature with another thick blanket.

Papyrus must've been secretly happy. OMORI is like a little brother he never had.

Yet, Sans could only felt unnerved.

You see, the reason why he let OMORI lived that day was actually just for the heck of it. OMORI didn't kill anyone so far, deliberately or accidentally. It wasn't fair of Sans to extinguish the life of an innocent child just because of his acute PTSD (he'll be no better than The Previous Human, then ). Besides, his little brother promised to himself that he'll nurse OMORI back to health. And when the taller skeleton had decided to do something, even a hurricane cannot stop him from his track. So, Sans shrugged and let him do whatever he wanted.

But still. Low DEF and that tendency to sleep at all times? Especially that eye. So empty and lifeless. Looking at him is like staring at a big movable mirror.

Depression. Paranoia. And…Guilt, huh.

Sans steered him away. Out of the kitchen. Out of the house. Anywhere. As long as he doesn't have to see OMORI—dazed, almost in trance—pointing the kitchen knife at his own chest.

(The first time he saw the kid looked so happy, and it was because of this—)

OMORI is a kindred spirit. One, that Sans does not appreciate.


"this is the place where MONSTERS wish upon the star. pretty, right? you wanna try, kid?"


Sans had a feeling that OMORI's psyche is…not all there.

It wasn't quite a hallucination. Nor it's a delusion. It was more of a dissociation. Breaking apart by the seams. And when it's completely undone, he'll be nothing more than a husk without a soul. Trapped amongst dream and reality. Where he cannot differentiate between the two any longer.

He daydreamed a lot when he's out of the house. OMORI gaze will go blank at uneven times. Fingers jerked, eyelids won't close for a solid minute (that's bad for a Human, right?). The moment OMORI visited his dreamland, all bets are all off. Whether he was in the middle of winter or lava. Whether he was standing on a precarious bridge or a dangerous cliff, he won't move. At all.

He remembered how Papyrus broke through the door, skeletal somehow became even paler as he dragged OMORI's unresponsive body by the waist. His clothes were torn, skin was full of cuts. One particular injury was still gushing out blood. It drip drip drip staining the pristine, wooden floor.

OMORI had dissociated in the middle of a battle.

As a result, he was injured. HP depleted almost to zero if Papyrus was not there to saved the day.

While they methodically dressed OMORI's injuries, Sans' fists clenched.

He...did not want OMORI to continue his journey.


"we got good foods, good musics. the beds are super comfortable as well. ei, don't worry. it really is my treat this time."


Sans knew that he is not a great older brother.

It was something he regretted the most yet also something that he could not help it. The first time he encountered the Human with a literal RESET button, he knew he cannot win. No matter how much he tried to stop them, no matter how much he tried to save the others, it never ends well. King Asgore, dusted. Undyne, melted then dusted. His own brother (naïve, precious little brother that he cherished the most, he'll raise hell if something happens to him—), decapitated and dusted. Alternate realities and different roads he'd took always reached the same ending. And after who-knows-how-long he'd been trapped in this same storyline, Sans just…gave up. He didn't care when the Human's clothes were 'dirty' the moment they came out of the RUIN. He didn't care when the Human won't glance at the skeleton sibling's ridiculous puzzles. He didn't care when SNOWDIN populace reduced to ten, five, then nothing. He didn't care when the Human, a cruel and merciless being that they were, backstab Papyrus like it was nothing. No. Sans didn't care.

Even if his heart—his soul felt like cracking, crying for the cruelty of it all—he didn't care. He cannot care any longer.

But then a slight iteration happened. A breach in reality. An anomaly within a code.

OMORI had descended upon the UNDERGROUND.

His presence brought changes to Sans' entire activities. Gone were the repetitive lame pun and petty jokes. Now, it was replaced by the constant watching of the kid's slow yet steady adventure. He didn't just appear on one part of the land, selling wares or playing harmless pranks like he used to be, he accompanied OMORI himself. He took care of his injuries, fought the fight he couldn't handle (especially when he was trapped within his own mind), guiding him through the safest route possible, anything to keep the child secure. It was such a jarring transition, that Papyrus was crying a river.

'YOU FINALLY FOUND YOUR PASSION, SANS!' he shouted for the world to hear, 'I KNEW YOU CAN BE A DEPENDABLE OLDER BROTHER IF YOU WANT TO!!'

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…ah.

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(That day, he hugged Papyrus tight)

The death of his family can not make him move. But the promise of a stranger behind the closed door? And now a depressed human falling from the world above?

( It's sad. It is so sad)

Sans really is a bad brother.


"does knowing the truth really matter?"


He stabbed the monstrosity of a flower right on his monitor eye.

Omega Flowey screamed, full of rage and agony. It trashed and wreathed. But Sans didn't relent. He clung onto the bone—that he used like a spear—and planted it deeper into his core.

This guy. This guy. This fucking guy. He was the reason why this loop happened in the first place. The bane of his existence. The start of it all. So what if he was the son of their beloved King and Queen? So what if this kid is lonely? So what if this kid is depressed as well? Sans is depressed. OMORI is depressed. But they didn't hurt other people to treat that illness. They didn't ruin other people's fates just to channel that pent-up energy. What made Flowey think he has that kind of special treatment in the first place, huh? Huh?

The thing was, his (brutal) retaliation was all for nothing. Even after the defeat of the humongous monster, and Flowey immediately ran away the moment Sans took his eyes away from him, everything was all for naught. Because…because—

OMORI is dying.

He frantically approached the downed kid, who was breathing through the mouth, ragged and sickly. His stomach was bleeding, Sans was pretty sure the vines had left a big gaping hole on it. He shook his blue hoodie off and used it as an impromptu bandage, cradling the kid within his embrace as he tried to tap into his teleportation power, "hang in there kid."

OMORI did not succumb

"yes, that's it," Sans smirked, "keep doing that and you're going to be fine."

OMORI did not succumb

He growled when the accumulated magic suddenly sputtered off. That damn plant, nearly sapping his entire energy. He'll beat it to death for sure next time.

OMORI did not succumb

Sans took a deep breath and concentrated once more. His left eye shone blue.

OMORI did not succumb

His grin widened when the magic came back, he started imagining the place he wants— need—to visit.

OMORI (…) did not succumb

Too busy with his task, he didn't realize when the kid's status changed considerably. Not until he arrived inside Alphys' lab, screaming for her to prepare the softest bed that she has so the black-haired child could rest on it. Not until he shoved any healing ITEM that was stashed within his pocket dimension to revive his (unofficial) charge from the brink of death.

OMORI ( SUNNY)—

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—did not succumb

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(…but he wishes to)


"i don't know what exactly happened to you before you fell, kid. but I can tell you for sure…"

"that this is not a dream."

"i am real, this world is real, your adventure is real. you are real."

"so, stop hurting yourself" stop trying to kill yourself, "because even if it hurt" even if you want to claw your eyes out and stop seeing the truth, like what Sans did for the worse part of his life—, "we are all living in this reality. encouraging."

"supporting."


(It'll be a while. Definitely will take a long time)

In the wake of the MONSTERKIND freedom, between the cheer and sob and their praise over the beautiful raising sun that they've been wanting to see for so long, OMO—no—SUNNY said, "I think...I'm ready to face them," soft and halted, yet determined all the same, "I'll tell them the truth. At what happened four years ago."

(They may not forgive him. They may even hate him)

Sans watched from behind 'THE DOOR' as SUNNY's friends immediately surrounded him, demanding for an explanation over his whereabouts while crying a ton. His mom literally broke down, happy and relieved that her child —her remaining child—is still alive.

(But still, Sans believed that both of them can be cured.)

A genuine smile blossomed when SUNNY's grey soul slowly, yet surely, was filled with the color of PURPLE.

Perseverance. A desire to keep on going.

(He believed that someday, one day, they'll finally live a life where everyone can be happy)


(A/N): SUNNY got the neutral ending, except Asgore is not dead

I'd like to think that Sunny fell down not long after Mari's death. Maybe around two or three months, where his headspace is already fully formed. That's why he thought that UNDERGROUND is one of the new places in the HEADSPACE.

Even so, I don't think UNDERTALE and OMORI are in the same timeline. Something made their world crossed over (maybe Toby Fox did it. He's a god of the UNDERTALE's world, after all). One thing for sure though, SUNNY was there to be healed.

SUNNY was there to healed Sans as well.

Now that it's done, they have to go back to their own respective worlds; back to their own DOOR. With a bandage that they've put on each other hearts, to healed each other ache, present forevermore.

(Cough, that was kind of poetic lol. Who are you and what have you done to the real author? :'D )

Well, that's that. I don't think this is my best work yet—Sans is hard to write, gosh—but thank you for staying till the end XD