Sans woke up squeezing his hand near where a heart should be. "Whoa, Sans. Are you ok?" Toriel asked startled. He looked at her and put on a fake smile. "Fine." He slid off the bed and put on his slippers. Toriel eyed him worried, but she shook her head. Sans grabbed his jacket and stood at the doorway. "You coming Tori?" They shared a kiss before Toriel said yes. Toriel wandered into the kitchen to fix breakfast, as Sans plopped himself onto the couch. Soon Sans could smell and hear bacon sizzling, Toast tanning, and eggs being scrambled and fried.
Sans sighed remembering his dream- no nightmare. Gaster had to stabilize the CORE. The younger Sans watched in horror as his father fell. Sans wanted to help. He wanted to help that's all. He didn't want him to die. He was his father and he didn't want him to die. Never. The last thing Gaster said was "run." And Sans ran out just in time. He met up with Papyrus. "Dadda?" little Papyrus cried. Sans looked away as he hugged the tiny Papyrus. "It's ok. Everything is fine." Sans whined, trying to deny what happened. He saw him fall into it. Sans had to see that again. Then the scene shifted to when it was a week before that tragedy.
"Stop it! We aren't your personal lab rats!" Younger Sans cried, Streams running down his face. "We are your children! I hate you! Go away!" little Sans grabbed toddler Papyrus and ran up to his room. Gaster stood with his head down. He had cracks in his skull still but they weren't as severe. A few moments later, Gaster went up into the little boys' room. He had a sad face. Little Sans was pouting putting things in a small backpack. He occasionally wiped his tears. He turned to see Gaster standing in the doorway. "What do you want?" little Sans voice quivered with anger. Tiny Papyrus ran to his brother's side. "We are leaving you to your science." Sans turned away as more tears ran down his cheek. "Son…" Gaster said. Sans scowled. "I never mean to hurt you. I want to understand your incredible power. I want you to control it. I want… Sans, I love you and your brother more than anything. I want you to understand. I just want to help you." Gaster continued, taking a step. "I can control my powers just fine!" Sans growled, his eye glowing. He tried to pick up a toy but it staggered and flew across the room. Gaster tilted his head. A smile tugging at his mouth. "just fine" Sans looked at the toy exasperated.
Gaster sat down on the bed and patted for Sans and Papyrus to sit. Papyrus crawled into the lap of Gaster and Sans sat beside Gaster. "Look everything I'm doing is for you two and you two only. No one else needs to know." Sans looked at him as the scene faded. Then flashing images came about and symbols. Sans could understand them of course, but he tried to remember the images. A man damaged, wondering alone in blackness, sad and depressed. All of a sudden Sans broke out of his thinking trance as Frisk waved their hand across his face. "Sans? Dad? Daddy are you ok?" Frisk asked, worried. Sans blinked and looked at Frisk. "Heya kiddo." He smiled. "Are you ok?" Frisk crawled into his lap. It sent a shiver down Sans spine. "I'm fine." "Aren't you hungry?" "Ah, yea." Sans admitted. Frisk slid off of Sans and walked into the kitchen as he followed.
Toriel wasn't there, probably getting ready. Sans sat on a chair. "Mom made this plate for you." Frisk said handing a plate full of buttered toast, eggs, and bacon, with a bottle of ketchup. Frisk sat next to Sans, and started munching on bacon. Once they finished it they got a little sad that they ate it all. Sans took pity on the kid and handed them another piece from his plate. Frisk smiled as they chowed down on that too. After that they ate their eggs and toast with jam. They got up and put on their shoes. "hey kiddo, don't forget your lunch." Frisk nodded and Sans used his magic to bring it to them. Toriel walked out of her room and asked if Frisk was ready. Frisk held a thumbs up and walked out the door. "Goodbye Sans, love you" She gave a kiss on his head and started to walk out the door. "Love ya too tori." After Toriel and Frisk left, Sans heard Papyrus scream and then heard sobbing. He immediately ran upstairs to check on his brother.
"DAD…" His voice trailed off. He was on the floor rocking himself, trying to fight the tears. "Pap what happened? I'm here." Sans hugged his brother. He already knew what he dreamed of, but maybe… It was different. "I… I SAW A FAMILIAR FACE… WE CALLED HIM DAD. HE… HE DIED!" Papyrus started to bawl even more. "Pap, its ok. I'm here." Papyrus calmed down a bit. "Sans… who is he?" Papyrus asked softly. Sans knew he couldn't hide it anymore. "He… well. Raised us, and is our father. His name is W.D Gaster. He is very smart, pappy. He took care of us." Sans could feel Papyrus relax a little. "How come I don't remember him?" Papyrus was talking at a low volume. "Well you were tiny, Pappy. You didn't get to know him well. What did you see?" Sans talked gently.
"I saw… well you argued with him then brought me upstairs. Me beside you as you looked at him in a bedroom. You tried to prove to him you could control your powers. It didn't happen. I sat in his lap and you talked things over. We stayed and… I think Everything was all better. But he… fell into the CORE… What was he doing? I saw you run out and tell me everything was ok. But it wasn't." Papyrus wiped tears from his skull. "He was stabilizing the Core, He's the only one who could have. He made it." Sans said, as he rubbed Papyrus' skull. "But, then… Flashing images and… strange symbols." Pappy looked up at Sans. Sans paused for a second. "Those were probably nothing. Papyrus listen… I want you to forget about that. Ok?" Papyrus turned away. "You wanna come downstairs? There's breakfast." For a few seconds, Papyrus didn't say anything. "No thank you brother, I think I'm going to go back to sleep." Papyrus crawled back into bed and turned so he wasn't facing Sans. Sans walked out of the room and before shutting the door he looked at Papyrus. Sans knew Gaster wasn't dead and Papyrus was trying to wrap his head around all of this. Sans sat on the stairs and rubbed his face. He knew he couldn't protect Papyrus from the truth for long.
"If your there. Give a sign please. Anything. Please. Please, please, please." Sans voice trailed off as the temperature dropped for a few seconds before returning to normal. Sans sat there shocked. Papyrus must have sensed what happened and went to check on Sans. "BROTHER?" Papyrus said in his rather normal voice. "IT WAS QUITE COLD ALL OF A SUDDEN." Sans looked at Papyrus. "Oh uh… sorry I was messing with the thermostat… using my powers." Sans lied. Papyrus sighed and walked back into his room. Sans pounded his fists on the ground and got up. He walked downstairs and outside. He walked about a block then turned around and walked back to the house then repeated a few times until he was tired. He went back inside and debated whether to sleep or not. "he wants to come back. He wants to be a part of our lives. I don't know if I can…" Sans plopped on the couch. Sans relaxed finally, then fell back asleep.