sans slowly opened his eyes as he looked around the room. He then looked back to the thing that was touching his back. It was Undyne sleeping tightly. Of course, he didn't want to go into the details of what had happened the night before, just it was their first time he and Alphys had done "the thing" with her. The only thing Sans could say about this, he hadn't expected how wild Undyne would be during all of it.
He got up, put some clothes on and walked out the door of the bedroom. He headed downstairs where he saw Josuke and Okuyasu eating breakfast and staring at him. "I just can't believe I have to stay in the same house as you guys" Josuke groaned and put his hands against his head. Okusayu belched then groaned, "yeah, I've been trying to sleep and you guys have been making all that noise upstairs." Sans sighed and responded, "look you guys probably dreamed of doing that stuff too.. admit it!" Josuke looked at him and snickered, "hey, at least I'm not the one making all the noise" as he pointed to Sans. Sans groaned back and face palmed. "Look, I know you kind of think me making the noise was funny, but please don't ever talk about this again." Okusayu chuckled while eating his bacon, "Oy, Josuke I just now started to wonder what she did to make him sound like that." Sans glared at him, drinking chocolate milk angrily. "Ohhh, maybe she peg…" before he could finish what he was saying Sans slapped him on the head and said, "I told you not to go into detail". Sans then walked out the door and down the sandy stairs that led to the beach. He stood out and stared. He sat there and listened to the waves brush against the sand. The wind blew his t-shirt as he stared. He thought that if this was the nation's last moment he would remember it. As he continued to sit he heard soft footsteps and the wood creaked as someone sat next to him. It was the old king, Asgor.
"Hi there Skeleton," the old king said while looking out over the ocean. "You know, you're doing better than I would be," the king said sighing. His somber face turned to Sans, "I say you're doing better, because you didn't fail like me. You just know how to accept how things are." Sans looked at the old king seeing his sad and almost beautiful expression. "I came here because my wife, well, my ex-wife, wanted to tell you something." Sans sat up and paid attention, he knew this was personal for him and the king. "She said, when you knocked on that door, that old purple door where the old ruins of the underground are, she felt for the first time in a while happiness." Sans continued to listen, feeling the old king's pain. "Of course, you probably don't know her perspective, because she probably never told you. When you kept coming back those jokes you made, those puns, they made her feel for you." The king looked back at the skeleton with tears in his eyes, "she loved you Skeleton." Sans was, to be honest, quite surprised. He honestly just thought the old woman had just been happy to be around him, he didn't expect her to be this close. "Skeleton, I'm telling you this because she is currently on her deathbed."
Sans looked out to the ocean, why, why did it have to be like this? Why would such a person he only knew a little die like this? He could understand the old king's remorse. In a way, Sans was a better ruler than he was, even though he wasn't a monarch like the king.
"Skeleton, I want you to visit her, she misses you very much." Sans then stood up and walked back to up the stairs. Even though he hadn't responded to the king, he was just speechless. If the king could see his face he would have known why he didn't want to respond.
After Sans walked back up the stairs he went to his garage and got his small car out. After a small drive toward the retirement home. He exited the car and entered the building. The door closed behind him as he walked inside. He went up to the receptionist desk and said, "Hi, do you mind to tell me where Toriel Dreamur is?" The receptionist stared at him blankly then responded, "A reason Grand Judge?"
"Let's just say I know her," he sighed. The receptionist signaled over a couple of employees to guide him. He walked down the hall with them, walking past the multiple doors and dull fluorescent lights. They then found the door. He opened it, turned the handle and entered. The old queen turned her head as the door closed behind him.
"Oh, its you Sans," she croaked and smiled.
"Yeah, it's me," he said while shrugging. He then walked over slowly and laid his head against the drawer next her bed.
"So, what do you want to talk about?" he asked looking over to the sick goat woman.
"Ah, there is plenty of things we can talk about. How about I start." She breathed looking up at the ceiling. "So how is life with your new girlfriend?" Sans blushed and gave a nervous chuckle as he looked back up to her. "Heh, you mean girlfriends. Doing pretty ok." Toriel sighed, "Ah, I bet it is. I will say they are cute, I can see Asgor dating them if he was in his youth again." Sans chuckled back at this, "I can see that." They both giggled, then both stopped as Toriel stopped. "You know what I love about Sans?" He sat there, paying attention, expecting to hear something awkwardly pervy or pretty sad. "I love that you care for your loved ones and reach out your hand to help them out." She looked down at him with a kind/happy smile. "That's what you did to me, you came and knocked on the door and cheered me up. I can see that you're doing that for that girl, and the other girl as well. That is a great quality one that you should look up to." He continued to look at the old lady, feeling that if he could frown he would. "Sans, I'm not upset at you for going for someone else because I know she makes you happy." Small tears began to run down his face looking at the content old woman. Then he started to notice her furry hands started to fade away into dust. She looked at her hand and then back at him, "Oh, I bet it's time for me to go" she said looking at her dusting hand. Sans held onto her arm as she went. "Please don't go" he mumbled. Before he could even look back up at her, she was gone.