Sans was transported to reformation and saw Toriel. He wished he could hug her, but touching wasn't allowed. Mettaton was there too with Alphys, and a bit of other monsters.

A human walked in. "Sit down, please." Everyone sat down. "We are going to discuss why what you did was wrong, even if some of you think it was a good way to break the barrier, which leads me to my first question. What would've been another way to break the barrier peacefully?"

Sans gulped. He knew what the human wanted as an answer. "No one." Sans raised his hand, wanting the human to have some faith in monsters. "Yes."

"Thinking bout it, wait til they died naturally." "I knew this program wasn't a bust from the start. What's your name, skeleton?" "Sans." Sans opted to stay quiet. He didn't tell anyone, but he felt worse than usual lately.

"Good job, Sans." Monsters were glaring at him. He still killed a human before and let Frisk by. So they may have thought in between that he had a change of heart. He wasn't getting looks of love, that was certain.

"Now rules, no touching. Curfew is at ten. Lights out at 11. Up at eight. I heard monsters don't need bathrooms so stay out of there. Showers will be three times a week.

All monsters will eat every meal. Mealtimes are not optional. Classes start at eleven and end at seven pm. An hour in the middle for lunch.

Any questions so far?" The teacher looked at the sad monsters. The routine was strict for a reason. The less time monsters had for themselves, the more they could learn what never having a break meant. They really needed to learn empathy, which they lacked.

"I see down faces, but not anyone confused. Remember rules can be lightened up later.

Now, I'm going to take off your anti magic bracelets. If you are caught doing magic without permission, you will be kicked out of the program, no exceptions."

Sans smiled when his magic was released. The human seemed okayish right now. At least Sans was treated decently here, though he still wasn't happy.

"Now since it is your first day, I'm going to hand you all some paper and place your name and whatever else you want on it as these will be used to mark your rooms.

Sans looked at the paper after he wrote his name in orange. The human looked at it and shrugged.

Toriel had a peace sign on hers and a drawing of all her kids holding hands, with her name in purple. "Nice drawing Tori." Sans was met with a glare and a point to a kid, who Sans recognized as Charlie. "Oh yeah." Sans put his head down.

"Keep your heads up." Sans sat up and groaned. Bad idea, "If you don't want to participate, that is fine, but you will not be an ass to people here. Stay after. The rest of you may go out and pick a room.

Once you pick one, you can't change it, so choose wisely."

Sans looked at his teacher. "Sup." "Do you have a problem?" "No teach." "Then I suggest you get a better attitude because I'm warning you now, if you continue to have an attitude about this, I will kick you out of the program.

There are other monsters who wouldn't mind being in this program. And they can take your spot if you don't want it."

"Understood."

"Good. Go find you a room though I suspect there may only be one left now."

The human was right about there being one other room. Sans looked inside, noticing the bed shoved in the corner of the room with a dresser across from it, only giving space for a walkway. "Kinda cramped." Sans wanted to call Papyrus, but that wasn't allowed at the moment.

Knock. Knock. "Come in." Sans was surprised to see Toriel. "I must ask, do you not have any regrets about Charlie?" "It was my job so I did what I was hired for. Sorry bout it though." Sans was not sorry for his death, but was sorry about it causing a rift in friendship between him and Toriel.

Toriel was looking at Sans with conflicted emotions, on one hand Sans hurt at least two of her kids, killing one. On the other, he did help a human when she asked for that massive favor, just not in the way she would've liked.

The next day Sans found himself with a bit of homework. Not that he was doing too badly, the teacher didn't seem to hate him. Okay, it's clear he was on thin ice, but other than that, he was treated fairly. After his prison stay, he could only ask for that.

Now the homework was kind of condescending, what are souls made of? Why do we not prevent children from going to the afterlife? Why was Chara an exception? Why is making children unwelcome and claiming self defense not okay?

They really want to hammer the killing children thing home, don't they?