Sans was still awake sobbing into his brother's scarf. He was so cramped, even with his knees to his chest. He kept this a secret, but before her second attempt on his kidnapping, he quickly checked her soul. LOVE was high, for sure. But, her soul was clean.

She thinks this is right. That doesn't happen unless someone has pure intentions. That hasn't happened since he took his job as royal judge. Not that he deserved it. He is the reason everyone is in this mess. And he doesn't know how long this child can go without LOVE taking over. No person should make it even this long. Welp, at least her soul is strong, and his magic should help.

"Huh guess that's a benefit." Sans sighed. "Dunno, kid. LOVE takes its toll." Sans closed his eyes, trying to get some sleep. Sadly, nightmares kept him awake.

"Howdy, trash bag, it's morning." "Heya." Sans greeted the flower, pushing up to his knees. "My my, you seem comfortable." "Yep." Sans grunted as his back and knees were begging for relief. "Should have always slept like this." "That can be arranged, I'm sure!" Vine over his hands, forcing Sans to stand. "As good as knees are for you. The human wants you to get ready to train her." A pull even further up, "Oh, and if you hurt that human, you will suffer tenfold." "Heh. Heh. The human saves too much for me to have a chance." "I know you're smarter than that, trash bag. You don't offer to train her unless you get something out of it." The flower tightened his grip, "And you will not hurt the human. Or this will look like heaven. Not to mention what the human will do to you." The flower was gone as quickly as he came. The flower's defending a human. This timeline wasn't bizarre enough, was it?

Sans was outside with the human, who had on one of his jackets. Kind of a ridiculous fit on her, it was swimming. "Roll your sleeves up, kid. You are not competent enough to do simple spells with limited movement." The kid rolled her eyes before rolling her sleeves up. Why did Sans think this will work again? He has to distract two at the same time. And the flower knows him better than anyone excluding his brother.

"Alright, simple first. We're going to work on summoning." Sans made a snowball. "You will learn to take this snowball from me." "If you could do that, why not summon the dust?" "Too little. Could miss or splatter some." Just answer and let it go. "Place your hand out." The human, thankfully, could follow instructions. "Focus on the snowball coming to you and well- '' Sans felt himself being suddenly pushed to the ground and forced towards the human along with the snowball. Sans got up, "That was too much focus." Or at least he hopes that was unintentional. It may as well be as the human looked shocked and pale. "Um uh, it is supposed to, uh hurt?" The human was clutching her arm. "Nope." Sans gently grabbed the human's arm. Not that he really thought anything major happened, it was all likely, magical exhaustion. "Nothing serious. Just used more magic than your body can handle." "Which is?" "Right now, none. Later, who knows? Just hurts is all." Hey, he was having some fun, one way or another.

"May as well learn then. Maybe at a save point." "You sure you don't wanna rest?" Hey, doesn't matter whether she rests now or later, either way he is running. "No, come on." He felt a hand on his elbow, dragging him towards the igloo beside his house. He was surprised when after they traveled through it, the human saved.

Alright, Sans exhaust her. This is your chance. "That's better." Huh? "Oh, you don't know?" She laughed, and it was quite disturbing. "Saving heals injuries. Well not what was originally someone else's apparently. Other than that, you can guess the rest." Okay, so get her away from the save point. "Let's try more summoning." Sans placed three snowballs on the ground and stood beside the human. "Summoning me is going to exhaust you rather quickly."

"Be fun, though." Sans shivered at that. A human who could force him to themselves at will seems terrifying. To his relief, the human was horrible at summoning, dropping snowballs, not even a foot away from the starting point, if she could get them into the air at all. Sans kept fixing the dropped snowballs. Flowey eventually burrowed back underground.

Sans kept his poker face. "Let me show you a technique." He motioned the human towards him, before knocking her onto the snow and using his jacket to tie her hands behind her back. "Use your hands to reset, huh?" Sans started running, as the human pushed herself up, before running after him.