Level 5

"Runners, to the starting line!"

Sans felt himself smile as he watched the athletes down on the field get ready for their initial run. This took place at Papyrus' new middle school, where Sans eagerly watched his brother Papyrus get warmed up for the run.

"Papyrus, Papyrus over here!" Sans stood up from the other parents and students that came to attend the race, swinging his arms over his head. "Hey, Papyrus!"

"Now, Sans." A worn hand rested itself on his shoulder, and Sans turned to look into the face of his mother.

Her eyes were tired and worn from a busy week of being called in to deal with emergency patients, but no matter how faint she was she never lost the warmth in her blue eyes. Her long, black hair had been put away into a neat bun, with a few strands of hair curling down in front of her ears. Her coppery skin matched his own. "You don't want to distract your brother, do you?"

Sans lowered his arms but still kept his smile. "Nah."

With a gentle nudge from his mom Sans sat back down, his excitement growing. "But I just know Papyrus will do great, mom!"

Sans' mother gave a soft chuckle back, eyes closing in peace. "I know he will too, sweetie."

She then opened her eyes back up, giving Sans a teasing smile. "It's because of that monster blood in him that he can run so fast."

Sans furrowed his eyebrows in determination, hands changing to fists. "Yeah! Monster blood!"

"Keshika,I thought we talked about this."

Sans felt his fists unclenched when he heard his father's voice, turning in the direction of where he sat. He took his place a few inches away from the closely sitting Sans and Keshika, with a vanilla envelope in his lap.

It looked as though he was flipping through documents, but now his focus was on the two of them. His hard, brown eyes cut deep into Sans' own brown ones, even through the thick-pair of glasses his father wore. While Keshika wore a simple, long dress with various patterns adorned gold and red, Sans' father chose to stick with a business suit, which was very out of place for a race.

Sans felt himself place a hand on his mother's, and with it she faced his father with a frown. "Hush up, Raviath. It's just harmless play."

"We don't need to sully Sans' mind with such childish stories." Raviath responded coolly, then looked straight at Sans. "He's a bright kid and shouldn't waste his time with tales of make-believe."

Sans could feel an electric, tingling sensation crawl up his spine, to which he felt his mother place a protective arm around him. "He's only eight, Raviath. He still has time to be a child."

Her eyes then went to the open envelope, her frown turning into a scowl. "I thought you said you weren't going to look at that report during the race. What about your son, Papyrus?"

"The race hasn't started yet, has it?" Raviath gave his wife a dull stare, then went back to looking through the papers. "If you want me to keep providing for the family like I have, I have to go the extra mile at work. Papyrus will do great, I already know it."

Keshika just gave him a disgusted glare, but changed her tune when she noticed Sans clinging to her dress. She picked him up and set him down to the seat opposite of her, bending over to whisper in his ear. "Do not be afraid of your father, he just wants what's best for you. But please, Sans, don't grow up as fast as he wants you to."

Sans nodded his head as Keshika lifted herself back up, giving Sans a genuine smile. "You two have monster blood running through your veins, so I know you two can make it in this world. Don't ever forget your origins, ok?"

"Ok mom." Sans remarked and was soon startled when a whistle was blown. The race had started.

Sans almost forgot about the talk he had with his mother as he was soon cheering his brother on. Both him and their mother cupped their hands over their mouths, screaming Papyrus' name as he quickly took the lead and kept it. The determination on his face was something unrivaled, and every step, every lunge of his arms made Sans overflow with pride.

In mere minutes the race was over, with Papyrus having won the race by almost a lap. Parents went over to their kids as Keshika and Sans got up and raced over to Papyrus, who was just receiving his medal for the win.

"Papyrus!" Sans cried, running over to his tall brother. He could only hug his leg as he was too short to reach his torso, but Papyrus didn't care.

He picked Sans up in his arms, joining his brother for a wide grin. "Sans, look! I did it, I won!"

"You won!" Sans cried out, feeling himself start to laugh with how happy he was. Papyrus hugged his brother extra hard as he shared in the laugh, allowing Sans to hold the medal while their mother hugged them both.

"I knew you would do it, Papyrus." Keshika warmly remarked, giving Papyrus a kiss on the forehead.

"Aw mom." Papyrus blushed, looking away. "Not in front of the track team!"

"Oh, sorry." Keshika giggled however, but her thoughts drifted elsewhere when she noticed the excitement in Papyrus' face drain.

Their father was the last one on the benches, still looking over his notes as if he hadn't noticed the others leave.

Sans could feel Keshika's grip tighten before she looked to her oldest son. "Your father is proud of you too, Papyrus. He just shows it in other ways."

"Yeah, I guess…" Papyrus allowed himself to lament for a moment before regaining his smile. "Anyways, Dad can have all the time to praise me next week on my 10th birthday!"

"That's going to be a big day." Keshika surmised, filling Papyrus' head with all sorts of different ideas. "We'll have to get you a racecar cake, lots of decorations, and all your friends are invited to come and celebrate."

"Yeah!" Papyrus became star-struck just thinking about his party. "I'll be so popular! Everyone will love me!"

He then turned to Sans. "And of course my best little brother is invited too."

"Really?" Sans' grin grew wider, hugging his brother's face. "You're so amazing, Papyrus!"

"Mmm, yes, I know." Papyrus knocked foreheads with Sans, their smiles more intense than the sun. It was so bright, in fact, that the memory Sans felt himself reliving had turned to white, and with it unfamiliar voices and sounds came from the outside world.

"Oh, this was a bad idea! What if Sagiv comes back and notices this?"

"And let him freeze to death? Besides why would Sagiv hurt another monster? That's just messed up."

"But dogessa told me that they tried to attack someone like him! What if… he is a human?"

"Please Carrie, humans are way scarier looking than this."

Slowly the world came back to Sans, and with it was the aching pain of everything hurting. He wondered if he had dreamed everything and was waking back up after falling down the hole with Papyrus, but the first sight of light quickly diminished that thought.

He was sprawled out in what he assumed was a bed, body put under the warm covers and left to rest.

What he wasn't expecting were the two young rabbits peering over him, one purple while the other was pink. The pink bunny had a purple bow tied around one of her ears, while the purple bunny had a pink hat nestled in between her ears.

The pink one clasped her hands over her mouth when Sans awoke, as if he startled her. "The human's awake!"

The purple bunny gave a mean glare to the pink bunny, placing her hands on her hips. "Carrie, that's rude of you to say!"

Carrie shamefully looked away when the purple bunny scolded her, her hands moving behind her small body. "Sorry, Mary."

"What?" It was the first words to come out of Sans' mouth, but with how raspy his voice was it sounded like it would be his last.

His throat was dry like the Sahara desert, and in trying to clear it out with a few coughs Sans only made his bruised body ache more. He groaned and moved his head to the side, only able to see out of his left eye for the moment.

"Where… where am I?"

"You're in our room." Carrie spoke, though her voice was softer than when he had originally woken up to it. She still kept her hands behind her body, swaying ever so slightly. "Pa doesn't know you're here though. He would probably make you pay if he saw you in bed."

"I hope not." Marry seemed appalled by the idea. "Charging a poor monster just to rest? Why, if Pa did that I would give him a thing or two about being nice!"

Sans however still wasn't fully awake with his mind quickly trying to catch up with everything that had happened before. The chip battle with Papyrus, finding the spiders, the fight, Sagiv…

It was at this moment that Sans completely woke, his brother flashing through his mind. "Papyrus!"

Sans moved to leave the bed, but his body locked up from the pain of everything and instead he fell out and onto the ground. He hissed when he landed on his stomach, tears starting to form from how badly everything hurt.

He tried to brace through the pain however, even when the two bunny girls had rushed over and insisted he get back into bed. "I have to find him… they'll kill him if I don't!"

"Kill?" Carrie flinched to hear such a hostile word, even Mary seemed surprised.

She watched Sans futilely attempt to crawl out of the room, but at the pace he was going he wasn't saving anyone anytime soon. "Hey, y-you need to rest! You'll die if you go back outside!"

"I have to risk it." Sans said through gritted teeth, taking deep breaths through all the pain. "I can't… wait any longer. Too much time… wasted."

"This is bad, this is really bad." Carrie hopped from one foot to another. "Maybe we should get Pa."

"We can do this, Carrie!" Mary's tone inflicted, then she pointed to Carrie. "Grab me a cinnabunny from the shop, now!"

"R-Right!" Having her orders, Carrie hopped out of the room, closing the door gently behind her.

With Carrie gone, Mary decided to sit on the ground just a few inches away from Sans. He looked at her through his good eye, eyebrow furrowed. "You can't stop me."

"I'm not." Mary innocently responded. There was concern lining her features. "Could you tell me what's up? If this Papyrus is in danger, then maybe we could ask the neighbors and-"

"No." Sans bitterly replied, which threw Mary off guard.

He shook his head. "That would take… too much time. I've wasted… enough."

Mary gave Sans a hard look as he continued to crawl his way through the room, his body ultimately failing him as it wouldn't move anymore. Sans cursed underneath his breath.

"Here's the cinnabunny!" Mary's ears shot up upon hearing the door open with Carrie rushing back in.

Mary turned to her sister with quick irritation. "Carrie! Stop yelling, Pa will hear you!"

"Oh!" Carrie shut the door behind her, ears drooping as she whispered. "Sorry."

She lightly stepped back over to where Mary sat, who snatched the cinnamon bun out of her hands. She started to offer it to Sans. "Here."

Sans looked to the food-item, his hand shaking as he reached up for it.

Just as he was about to touch it Mary quickly pulled away, standing up on her two paws. "But you can only have it if you let us help you find your brother!"

"What?" Carrie turned to her sister in shock, hands close to her chest. "Mary!"

"I told you, no." Sans replied, his hand still in the air for the warm pastry. "I can't waste time."

"Well I'm glad we're coming then. We can help you find your brother faster." Mary seemed determined in her position, and kept the pastry far above Sans' head.

He looked away in irritation before relieving himself with a huge sigh, willing himself to relax. "Alright. You win. Hand me the pastry and I'll let you two join me."

"Mary, I don't want to go though!" Carrie whined, but Mary seemed delighted to hear Sans' compliance.

She got down on her knees and handed Sans the Cinnamon bun. "It's a deal."

Sans took the warm pastry before Mary could reconsider, propping himself up to lean on the side of the bed. Taking the first bite, Sans already could feel some of his aches slowly melt away, to which he was surprised to.

"Mary!"

"Come on, Carrie!"

Sans didn't turn his head until he heard the door close, noticing that the two bunny sisters were gone. He blinked with his good eye, then found himself lightly chuckling. He didn't know if it was out of sheer nervousness for his brother, or the fact that Mary and Carrie were just a riot with one another.

What Sans did surmise as he sat there, allowing himself to heal and eat was that he wouldn't be able to find Papyrus if he was in a fit of rage. He needed help in this foreign world, something he didn't think he needed a few minutes ago.

He was glad Mary was a stubborn bunny.

Half-way done with his treat and swallowing a piece, Sans reached for one of the canteens on his backpack, which was thankfully near the bed, and unclipped it. He was thankful they had survived as long as they did; taking a swig of the cool water inside to down what little pastry was left in his throat.

A he cleared his mouth from the excess water, Sans eyed his backpack dangerously. He reattached the canteen and dug through the main pocket of the backpack, his hand grasping what he was looking for.

His hand withdrew, and with it was a hunter's knife with its scabbard still attached. A gift from his father when he was younger and when their family used to go on camping trips. Papyrus loved those so.

Having fond memories, Sans felt a crack trickle up his lips and produce a smile. He was taught many things with this knife, but now he hoped he remembered how to use it for its main purpose and he quietly stashed it away in his pant pocket.

By the time Sans was done eating the two girls came back into their room. They were dressed in winter jackets, skirts, long socks, snow boots and mittens in their respective colors for the journey outside.

"How are you feeling?" Mary asked, to which Sans showed his response by standing up.

He still ached from certain spots but the fact that he could stand was really the reason Sans found himself grinning. His black eye though was still present. "Better than before. Thanks, kid."

Mary closed her eyes and gave a grin back. "Heh, you're welcome! Helping people makes me smile!"

"Um…" Sans and Mary's attention turned to Carrie, who used the fluffiness of her winter jacket to hide most of her face in. "Do you have… a jacket?"

"Hm?" Sans had to crouch down to hear Carrie speak again. When he understood what she said he stood back up. "Oh no, don't have one. That's ok though."

"What?" Mary seemed alarmed by this news, looking to Carrie. "We can't let him go out like that! He'll catch a cold!"

"I-I got it!" Carrie scrambled back out the door, to which Mary breathed.

"I'm glad she caught that, I didn't even think about it. Since we're bunnies and all."

Sans felt himself chuckle again, glad to have his old smile and laughter back. But he could feel the urge to run and find Papyrus itching up his back and was relieved when Carrie came back not too soon afterwards.

She carried with her a big, blue jacket, to which she held up for Sans to take. "This is Pa's old jacket. You can have it to keep yourself warm."

Sans took the jacket, feeling the soft fabric in his hands and how rich the blue was. There were a few dark stains and a tear at the bottom left corner, but the jacket looked to be fine. He looked back to the two bunnies after inspecting it. "I can keep this?"

"Pa has a new jacket, so I'm sure he'd be fine with you having it." Mary chimed in, then urged Sans with her hands. "Now hurry and put it on so we can find Papyrus!"

Sans complied and slipped the jacket on. It was a little tight, so he wouldn't be able to zip it up, but it was long enough to cover his arms and fit snugly in the back.

He then looked to both bunnies. "How do I look?"

"Blue is a good color on you." Carrie was the first one to speak, even giving Sans a little friendly smile.

He smiled back. "I don't know what to say."

He grinned. "Well, ok, I can think of something. Thanks."

"Don't worry about it." Mary gave a reassuring wink before hopping over and grabbing one of Sans' hands. "Now come on! It's time to solve this mystery!"

"Heh, alright." Sans reached for his backpack, then exited the room with the two little girls, following them down the stairs and out to the main room.

The father of the two seemed to smile when he noticed them hop down the stairs, then acknowledged Sans. "So, is our patient feeling better?"

"Pa!" Mary whined as she stopped. She turned to face her father. "You're not supposed to know we brought the monster in!"

"Oh! Right." The father's face seemed more animated at the moment as he proceeded to cover his eyes and look away. "Hum de dum. Gee, I hope my daughters aren't keeping any monsters in their room that are injured. I might just have to charge them rent."

Both bunnies started to giggle as their father continued to prattle on. They turned to one another and hushed the other through their grins, tugging on Sans' hands. "Come on! Before Pa sees us!"

Sans decided to walk out with the two girls, though before he left he noticed the father dropping his hands. He gave Sans a warm, safe smile and waved him off just as the door closed.

"Phew, that was close!" Mary announced when they had walked outside. Sans took a moment to notice that the snow looked brand-new, as if a blizzard had blown in and wiped the world clean.

In fact, it was at this moment of crisis that Sans really had a minute to look at the small town. It was rural with cottages planted in between pine trees and little establishments built in a neat row. There was Grillbys, which he recognized from last night, but also a library down farther misspelled as 'Librarby' and even farther than that Sans could see the old shack where this all started.

But it was the tree in the middle of the town that really caught Sans' attention. It was decorated with ornaments and strings of what he could assume was popcorn and a few spare presents laid underneath. Did they, too, celebrate Christmas?

"So where should we start?"

Sans looked down to see Mary and Carrie near his legs. Little puffs of white air exited their wet noses, with Mary keeping her arms out while Carrie held hers behind her back.

He blinked with his left eye, head glancing to the right and where the long bridge waited. "Well, I left that way to the Ruins. I didn't see Papyrus when I came back."

"So he must have gone to the left!" Mary felt proud in her deduction skills as she pointed a fuzzy finger to the west.

She then grabbed Carrie's hand, running forward as Carrie stumbled to keep up. "Mary!"

Sans walked behind them, feeling a small chuckle escape his lips. Did him and Papyrus act like that when they were children? "So, quick question. If the Royal Guard caught someone, where would they put them?"

"The Royal Guard?" Mary stopped and turned to Sans, to which Carrie hid behind her sister. Mary placed a hand on her chin. "Hmm, I don't know!"

She then turned her head to Carrie, who stepped away. "Carrie? Do you know?"

Carrie blushed, her eyes locked on her sister before darting to Sans and back. She shook her head.

Sans would have taken her answer but Mary seemed to know more, crossing her arms. "Carrie!"

"I don't know!" Carrie whined, burying her face even more in her winter jacket.

"You're lying!" Mary shouted, her face turning slightly red as she stomped over to her sister. "We're on a quest, so don't lie!"

"I'm not lying!" Carrie clenched her little hands, her face getting just as red as her sister's. "And if I did, Pa told us not to leave Snowdin!"

"Pa doesn't know about this!" Mary retorted, and Sans felt himself caught in the middle of a sibling spat.

He scratched his cheek as it to relieve the awkward situation; however something in the distance caught the poor human off guard.

It was distant, but Sans only knew three monsters that were dressed all in black. And the way they walked told him they were serious about something.

"You always do this, Carrie!" Mary yelled, though her anger seemed to flee with Sans when he bolted past the girls. They stopped their argument and watched him run as best as he could through the bank of snow and behind Grillbys, where he huddled down and took off his backpack.

"Sir?" Carrie asked softly, but their attention turned to the Royal Guard approaching. Sans didn't dare to turn his head and look for them, but he could hear their conversation the closer they came.

"Honest, Sir! We're not lying!"

"Oh, so you want me to believe that the pager malfunctioned and sent me a message saying you caught the human when you didn't?" Sans knew Sagiv's voice anywhere now, but his words left him dazed on what he was talking about.

"Yes, that's exactly what happened!"

"Pager's don't malfunction like that! Now stop lying or it'll be extra training tonight! Just admit you lost him!"

"But we never saw him!"

Sans left eye widened as best as it could, as if his heart had gone on a diet and lost several pounds. So Papyrus wasn't captured?

"Oh, hello there." Sans clenched his teeth when Sagiv's voice was close and the sound of snow crunching stopped.

Sans took a risk and poked his head out, noticing that Sagiv had stopped near Mary and Carrie. They stood near one another as Sagiv had bent over to look at the two girls better.

He clicked his beak. "Are you two playing outside?"

Carrie nodded her head, moving behind her sister who kept her stance. Sagiv laughed. "Oh, don't be afraid little one. If you heard about the humans in town, I'll make sure they don't attack you on my word as the Head of the Royal Guard."

Mary checked on her sister, who still kept herself hidden behind her body. She then puffed out her cheeks. "Excuse me, Mr. Sagiv. Where do bad monsters go when you capture them?"

"Where do they go?" Sagiv cocked his head. "Why, did you two do something bad?"

It was a simple joke, but neither girl laughed. Sagiv clicked his beak. "They are taken to King Asgore's dungeon, where they are judged and sentenced."

Mary nodded her head as if to say she understood. "So, all the way in Hotland?"

"That is correct." Sagiv stood back up. "Perhaps your father can take you to the castle someday. His majesty so loves guests."

"King Fluffybuns." It was Carrie who softly spoke, her usual frown blossoming into a lovely smile. She lightly giggled to her words, to which Sagiv joined in.

"Yes, King Fluffybuns." He then regarded his men with irritation, motioning his head forward before back at the girls. "Anyways, we were just passing through. If you find a human, please do not approach them. Go back home and we shall take care of them, ok?"

Mary nodded her head, but her eyes were trained on where Sans hid. "Got it. Thank you, Mr. Sagiv."

He gave them a simple wave. "Have a fun time in the snow." Motioning with a hand, the three guards took off once more and over to the long bridge. Sans figured Sagiv was going back for him, which made him all the happier he pushed himself as hard as he did earlier.

"Hey." Sans didn't realize the two girls had approached until they were right up in his personal space, startling him a bit. "Why did you hide?"

Sans didn't give them a direct answer at first, instead standing up and brushing the sticking snow off of his new jacket and pants. He stuck his hands in the front pockets of the jacket. He considered being honest, but he already scared the girls once. He didn't want to do that again. "Just felt like sitting down, that's all."

Mary puffed her cheeks. "You're lying."

"Mary." Carrie lightly whispered to her sister, as if she knew he was lying but didn't care. "I don't like this. Can we please go home?"

"Come on, Carrie, we just started!" Marry reassured her sister with a flashy smile, but Carrie just gave her a sour frown back while her ears drooped.

She turned her attention back to Sans. "We just have to go to King Asgore's castle and we'll find your brother there!"

"Something tells me he's not there." Sans couldn't be happier to feel his usual smile find itself back on his face. Words could not describe how relieved he was, knowing that Papyrus wasn't caught. But then the bigger question was still unanswered on just where his brother was.

Upon looking at the wall in front of him Sans felt a thought come to him. He strolled out from behind the building and into Grillbys with the two girls behind him and their nonstop questions on where he was going.

"Oh, we're getting food?" Mary's eyes seemed to grow as she looked at the some-what empty innards of the bar. She eagerly hopped over to one of the booths, where Carrie quickly followed her.

She tried hoisting herself up into the seat where her sister sat but Mary merely shoved her face down. "Carrie! Go sit on the other side!"

"But I want to sit with you, Mary! Ow!"

"No, you have to sit on the other side!"

As the two girls fought Sans felt his feet move him over to the bar, where a certain fire-lady from before was cleaning what appeared to be the same cup from last night.

She acknowledged Sans with a nod of her head when he came close. "I thought you ran away."

Sans gave her a cheesy grin. "It's hard to keep a fat boy away from food."

His grin got bigger when he heard the fire-lady giggle, whose sound resembled little puffs on open flames. "What can I do you for?"

"Actually, I'm here to see if anyone came in." Sans took another look around the bar, a little disheartened to find that Papyrus wasn't inside. "I'm looking for my brother. Has he come in here?"

"I haven't seen him." This made Sans mood drop even more, wondering now where his brother might have gone. If he didn't come here, then where could he be?

"However, I was instructed by someone to give you this." Sans' attention was gained when the fire-lady pointed to a piece of paper on the other side of the bar.

He gave her a questionable stare when she didn't go to retrieve it. Instead she held up her hand. "It would be bad if I touched it."

"Oh. Right." Sans felt a bit silly for thinking she would have given it to him. He walked over to the little slip of paper and wondered who might have left him a note. After reading it he only got more confused and worried.

Head to Waterfall.

He will be waiting there.

He? Did the note mean Papyrus? Or was it something else?

Sans felt a pit in his stomach that perhaps this was a trap set by Sagiv. That maybe the old parrot thought ahead on if he survived and planted this then threw him off that his brother wasn't captured. Thinking about it Sans came to the conclusion that he was probably over thinking things, stuffing the note in his pocket and regarding the fire-lady. "Thanks for the help."

"Anytime. You stay safe." The fire-lady then resumed her cleaning, allowing Sans to walk back over to the front door of the bar.

Mary and Carrie were still pushing each other over who sat where when they noticed Sans leaving without them. "Hey!"

"Hm?" Sans had almost forgotten the two bunnies were accompanying him. He turned to notice they stopped fighting, with Mary more confused for the both of them.

"Where are you going? We're a team, remember!"

"I knew that." Sans checked the note again, perhaps these two girls could point him in the right direction. "Do you know where a waterfall is?"

"Waterfall?" Mary's face seemed to light up. "That's right near Snowdin! It's just a simple hop to the west!"

"Mary." Carrie resumed her usual whining, but Mary gave her a scolding look back.

She turned to Sans, invested once more in the adventure. "We'll go together! I'm sure we'll find your brother there!"

"I hope so." Sans watched as Mary scrambled out from where she sat, dashing for the door as Carrie whined after her. He could only shake his head and follow suit.

Just a few quick announcements!

So I've gotten a few interested people who want to make a cover for this story, and it's going to be hard to choose from them! So what I'm going to do is that whoever makes a cover for my story, I'll put it up for one day and just roulette all the covers I get. That way everyone gets a turn having their cover on my story!

Also, for those of you wondering, Mary and Carrie are not new characters, unlike Sagiv. If you haven't figured out who they are yet I think you should go back and play through Snowdin again. You might find them. : P

And finally, an announcement from the brothers. *Hands mic over*

Papyrus:… Is this thing on? *taps it only to flinch when he hears a loud thud*

Sans: *grinning* I think it's on.

Papyrus: I know that, Sans. *eyes him, then clears his throat* Attention, fellow humans! I, the Great Papyrus and my brother, would like to inform you about an idea we've had for a little!

Sans: See, there's going to be a lot unanswered in our story or skipped since the writer can't explain everything. We also figured you guys might have a few questions for us about our journey through the Underground.

Papyrus: So, thanks to my brilliance, I've come up with a solution! We shall let you ask us questions!

Sans: On another site, since this one won't allow blogs. She's still trying to decide where though.

Papyrus: But there are a few rules to your question asking!

Sans: For starters, please keep it safe for work.

Papyrus: Yes, you don't want to get into an accident at work because of our brilliant answers!

Sans: Second, you can only ask us questions by how far we've gotten. *Shrugs* We can't answer questions about what's going to happen next.

Papyrus: Maybe not you, Sans, but I happen to have a sharp mind when it comes to predicting the future!

Sans: Really, bro? Do you know what's going to happen?

Papyrus: Well we're going to get out of here scratch-free, of course!

Sans: Also please address who you're asking the question too. It can be me, Papyrus, the writer-

Papyrus: Who somehow got this mic and script to us even though she's on the surface taking questions. *looks back and forth*

Sans: Heck, it doesn't even have to be us. You can ask a question to basically anyone who's been introduced.

Papyrus: Yeah, like that parrot guy. I don't know who'd want to ask him questions though!

Sans: Also know we're going to answers things how we would. If you want honest answers about the story, address the writer. *winks* But then again, this is probably all common-sense to you, huh?

Papyrus: But we saved the best for last! The question blog *looks intently at the script* … is not open?

Sans: Not right now. This is only a teaser, Papyrus.

Papyrus: Well then why are we talking about it if it's not open yet? *folds his arms* How am I supposed to give meaning to these reader's lives if they can't read my amazing answers?

Sans: Well, the writer wants to test the waters on if anyone would want to send us answers. *looks to the audience* If you want this to happen, please let the writer know. With enough comments she might get started on it soon.

Papyrus: …

Sans:…Papyrus.

Papyrus: Hm?

Sans: *points to the script* Your line.

Papyrus: Oh! Right. *reads over script* Ahem, so don't delay! Act right now and you get a free toothbrush…?

Sans: *grinning* That's a magazine ad on the back of the paper you're reading, Pap.

Papyrus: Well maybe she shouldn't scribble her script on an old magazine. *Huffs, then looks at the actual script* So please let her know! She would love to answer any questions you have and make this story even better for you, the readers!

Sans: She would also appreciate help from whoever wants to help her set up a place to answer the questions.

Papyrus: Artists, bloggers, she's not picky!

Sans: There would of course be gifts for whoever helps her.

Papyrus: Naturally! People don't just help for free!

Sans: Anyways, that's all the script says on our part. If you have any questions just PM the writer. Thanks for reading this far if you're still here. *winks*

Papyrus: Yes, farewell fellow humans! We shall be seeing you, on the surface! Nyeh heh heh! *darts off. Sans merely shakes his head before following.*