I was so shocked, I didn't move or speak. Then I heard me start blaming me for the predicament. Even though I knew he wouldn't up understand, I told him "I didn't do anything, Sans." As predicted though, he didn't understand, and held me tight, though he WAS confused by the babble. "SANS! WHY ARE YOU HOLDING THIS TINY SKELETON!?" Said Papyrus. He had walked over during the commotion. He followed up with telling him to put me down. Sans tried to retort, but Papyrus wasn't having any of it. So, Sans handed me over to Papyrus. Papyrus finally got a good look at me, and was chilled to the bone. He looked to Sans. With the way he was holding me, I couldn't hear exactly what he said, but I could tell that he told Sans that I looked like him. Sans eye started blazing with renewed energy. Papyrus held me in one hand, and grabbed his scarf and laid it on the ground. Then he placed me on it. Around this time did I took the time to actually look at the... OTHER skelebros. They looked exactly like my dimension's. I wondered what links us, besides genetics. Suddenly, my expansive knowledge kicked onto action and I knew everything again. Once again, everything looked like it was made of words (since they are). I can only focus on certain things when I was in that mind set, so I had to make it count. I realized that that portal a few chapters back had a baby Asriel in it. Then, I figured out who wrote it. It was *^%#+, other wise known as Swatter13. I ignored the fact that the author crossed out my thoughts, since it wasn't important to the plot. I realized this was a crossover, and knew I had to remove the language barrier. I happened to look at other Sans, and saw that he though I was having a seizure. I needed to communicate more than ever. I realized the author would let me talk normally, so I had to find a loophole. Thing is, I'm inside the loophole. If this place can make things different- devoid of logic. So, naturally, I would be able to speak. The author slapped himself for not thinking of this sooner. I felt my mind returning to normal, and readied myself. It faded, and I looked at Sans and Papyrus, who were yelling at each other, asking what to do. When they was I was back to normal, they calmed down. I focused on my vocal chords and spoke. "Howdy."
A/N
So, sorry it was bad, and check out Swatter13's fic. It's SANSational.