Content warnings: Serious nerd alert!

As the two skeleton's approached the livingroom, they found quite a mess awaiting them. The room had been transformed from a neat and tidy place to gather, look at old pictures, and watch TV, to a massive castle constructed of pillows and blankets. Chara leaned the broom they had retrieved against the couch, tying a scarf around it to hold it in place.

The skeleton's watched as the ex-demon used the broom like a support beam, hanging a sheet from it, and draping the other side of the sheet over the top of a recliner.

*whatcha doing there, kid?* Sans asked, his voice laid back as ever.

"Duh," Chara pushed the coffee table into the center of the fort, there was an edge of excitement to their voice. "It's campaign night!"

Geno watched quizzically. *campaign? ya running for office or something?* He asked. *pretty sure you need a better base than a blanket fort.*

Chara gave Geno a look that was either playful, or dangerous. They reached into the makeshift palace and pulled out a wooden sword. They brandished it at Geno.

Geno stepped back, feeling immediately defensive.

Chara either didn't notice his discomfort, or didn't care, they spoke with a proud voice. "You dare insult my home?" They asked, "I'll have you know, I am the Avariel warrior known to my enemies as Bellona the Great! The bell of death! I am a being of myth and legend, I-"

Chara was interrupted when the front door opened.

"Chara," Frisk's voice called. "Help carr…ry?"

"I do not know of this being you call 'Chara,' Eirene, but I, Bellona, I will gladly assist a fellow Avariel." The ex-demon responded.

Frisk giggled, and bowed, "I th…ank you, Lady Bell!"

Chara dropped their weapon and went to help Frisk carry an assortment of items inside. There was a tablet, 3 very heavy books, some dice, papers, pencils, and some junk food. MK followed, carrying a plastic bag in his teeth, through which Geno could see a mix of chocolate bars and sodas.

Geno was confused to say the least. *4000 years, huh?* he whispered to Sans, a disturbed look on his face as he studied the toy sword. *i'm surprised it took them this long to completely lose their minds.*

Sans chuckled, he was already walking back to the kitchen, unconcerned. *nah, it's just campaign night. the kiddos play dungeons and dragons every now and then. sometimes i join in. not tonight though. too lazy, plus, i have a book to finish.* He paused at the door and called over his shoulder, *just have the fort cleaned up by morning! tori and paps are coming home tomorrow.*

"Kay!" All three kids called back.

Geno almost followed his double, but stopped, curious.

He watched as the kids shoved all the items into the depths of the fort. Chara did some more construction work, with the help of Frisk, who fetched pillows from upstairs, along with bean bag chairs, and some Christmas lights to brighten the fort. The two humans were rather busy, and as a result ignored Geno. It was MK who finally went up to talk to him.

"Sup, Sans's twin!" He greeted. "You just gonna stand there?"

Geno opened his mouth to respond, but didn't get the chance, as the kid quickly babbled over him. "You can play, if you want! I have extra character sheets! We could use a healer!"

Geno thought about it for a moment. *…sure.* He responded finally.

And that's how the skeleton found himself seated on a cushy bean bag, staring down a Christmas light lit coffee table full of dice, paper, pencils, and sweets.

The kids lead him through the character creation process. He became a drawf named Grendar, a lawful neutral cleric. He was the third member in Frisk's and Chara's party, who were 2 true neutral winged elves, Bellona, the fighter, and Eirene, the bard.

Setting up his character took about an hour, but despite the wait, he was actually really excited to play when the game started up.

MK, the dungeon master, had a tablet that was voice activated, which allowed him to flip through his work with just his words. He cleared his throat. "Tablet, go to, page 27, adventure 2, the Blue Sun Treasure." The tablet lit up, showing a series of words. MK began reading.

"It's a dark, and dreary morning in Blue Sun Square." The dungeon master began, "Your party rides into the town taking in the sights, and looking for trouble." Those words were the the start of a long and grand adventure.

The 4 ended up playing through the night, and into the early hours of the morning, rarely getting up. There were dangers, fights, songs, and a lot of junk food. The ceiling of the blanket fort collapsed a total of 5 times. They took turns fixing it. It was close to 3am when the game came to an end, or at least, a pause. Chara had fallen asleep, leaning on Frisk, who was using the coffee table as a sort of pillow. Monster kid was curled up on his bean bag, snoring lightly. Geno was the only one who was still awake.

Geno considered for a second cleaning up the fort a bit, to save the kids the trouble of waking up early and having to do it before Toriel got home. But the skeleton was exhausted, and decided that he would instead attempt to sleep through the night in a bed, rather than a couch.

He excited the fort, leaving the children to their sleeping.

Stepping out of the small castle and into the disaster area of a livingroom outside was a relief. He stretched his bones, yawning. It was dark. He slowly made his way toward the stairs. But as he did something strange occurred. There was a splitting pain in his skull. He closed his eye sockets, leaning against the railing of the stairs. Besides the pain, his body buzzed with something he knew to be DETERMINATION.

He could smell buttercups in the air. He could hear birds. He could hear echoing footsteps. He opened his eyes and regretted it. There was a flash of gold. He saw Frisk. The child's eyes glowed red, a knife gleamed in their bloody, dusty hands.

*NO!* He roared. And suddenly, he was back, standing on the bottom step of the stairs in the quiet house. He could feel his eye, glowing blue. He felt the DETERMINATION disappear from his bones. He crumpled to the floor and breathed heavily, once more screwing his eyes closed. No, no he wouldn't go back. Never.

He didn't know how long he was there, lying on the steps.

But eventually, he heard something which brought him back to reality. A little voice.

"Sans?"

He pulled himself up, slowly, and opened his eye sockets. His eye emitted a brilliant blue light that cut through the dark, illuminating the speaker.

Frisk.

They were staring at him. Their eyes were brown. In their hand was not a knife, but a piece of paper, which they fidgeted with nervously. Geno couldn't tell what was written on it, and frankly, he didn't care. His eye was still glowing, although, it was considerably dimmer than it had been a second ago.

Frisk looked on, keeping their calm to the best of their abilities.

*kid.* Geno greeted them, his voice shaky. *why are you up?*

"Y, you al-most jum…ped." They began, "I could feel it. Th…the…v-oid, is mad. It w, w, wants you back." They spoke quietly, their voice, despite being fragmented and slow, sounded high and clear, like a bell. "T-" They took a deep breath, "Time. Is. Messed. Up."

Geno closed his eyes. *ya, well, time can go fuck itself.* He retorted. *i don't plan on going anywhere. You, however, should go to bed.*

"Don't wanna." Frisk said back. "I wanna…sh, shhhhow you some'n"

This intrigued Geno. *what? hey!* He was thrown off guard when Frisk grabbed his bony hands. The child was still clutching the paper.

"Port." They said.

*a port?* Geno asked, perplexed. *like…where boats go?*

Frisk shook their head, frustrated, "Tel-a-port." They clarified.

*where?*

"Lab. In Snowdin."

*why?*

Frisk tried for a smile, "C, cuz, I'm the le-gen-dary fart master." They said, determined.

Geno stared back at the kid, cracking a smirk, then outright laughing. The kid knew the code word. After all this time, he was sure that he no longer had use for that anymore! It was absurd that they knew it. His eye stopped glowing.

Frisk huffed and let go of Geno, taking an exasperated step back. They made a palm down 'Y' sign with both hands, and pushed their hands downward, the sign for 'Stay.'

Geno complied, still laughing, as the child ran up the stairs. They returned quickly holding not just the paper, but a silver key.

The key to his lab.

*how did you…?*

Once more Frisk grabbed the skeleton's hands. Geno knew what they wanted.

This time, the skeleton complied. He called upon the power of space itself. Together, he and Frisk plunged into the void, and emerged in what almost felt like another reality all together.

Geno Sans stood outback his home. The usual warm lights were out. The snow was up to his knees, with no one to tend to it. New snow drifted from the sky. Frisk protected the paper from the flakes.

The child wasted no time with words, they strode to the door behind the skeleton's house. They produced the silver key and opened up the lab, stepping out of the cold and motioning for Geno to join them.

He followed.

The place, as first glance, appeared to have not changed a bit. It never did. The purpose of the room was to stay the same, no matter how many RESETS there were. But now, something was different.

It was a small addition to the lab, almost hidden behind the still covered machine. It looked like a piece of wood that had been placed up against the wall. But, Geno realized what it truly was Frisk walked to it, and gave it a push.

It swung outward. It was…a door.

Geno Sans could see a hallway stretching beyond.

Frisk walked through the doorway, and motioned for Geno Sans to follow, waving the unknown paper like a battle flag.

Geno, Sans, perhaps foolishly, walked after them.

A/N: Oh...was that a cliff hanger? Oopies. *Evil laughs* Apologies for the hiatus. I tried to write this chapter no more than 14 times. I finally sat down, scrapped my previous attempts, and wrote it from scratch. Took 3 hours and some coffee. Thank heavens for coffee.

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