Two months had passed since Sans and the Onceler's first meeting and they had already become the most successfull businessmen on the planet. With more than a million thneeds sold the Onceler was happily relaxing in his gold-plated hot tub smoking a few marshmallows. He knew how successful he was and how far he'd come but he couldn't help to just feel like he was missing something in his life. Some emotion that business could not satisfy him.

"That feeling is called love." gently said a passing butterfly.

"Uhh. Love is an emotional process not an actual emotion you fucking idiot." replied the Onceler.

"I'm a talking butterfly who suddenly appeared next to you in your hot tub and read your mind. Was that seriously the first thing you fucking thought."

"Yes now get to the fucking point."

"You are missing love in your life. If you do not find your special one who will satisfy your love you will become a shell of your former self as your greed for more success and money corrupts your soul."

"How do I find my special one though."

"Well you have to think about everyone in your life. Whose mere apperance fills you with happiness and love and makes you dream of spending the rest of your life with them and their perfection."

"Well. I kinda think sans is really neat and all but we're business partners and... how do I know he feels the same way about me as I do him. He might just see me as a friend. He might secretly hate everything about me and just be sticking around me all this time to leech off my money. Do skeletons even have a LGBT or however many letters it is now."

"You have feelings for another male?" said the butterfly as if the onceler had just spat in his tiny insect face.

"Yeah. Kinda."

"But that would make you GAY!" Bellowed the butterfly at the top of it's rhopalocera lungs.

"Yes and... Do you have a problem with that!?" The Onceler said angrily

"YES I DO ACTUALLY" screamed the butterfly and pulled off it's face which was actually a mask to reveal it wasn't actually a butterfly at all, it was...

"OH NO IT'S MIKE PENCE" screamed the onceler. Mike Pence laughed manically and shot several lightning bolts out of his fingers into the Onceler's hot tub. The Onceler was electrocuted and immediately leapt out of the hot tub and ran for the door only to find that Mike Pence had locked it.

"YOU PEOPLE ARE A DISGRACE TO AMERICA" shouted Mike Pence as he cornered the Onceler and prepared a special lighting attack but before he could use it the Onceler picked up his axe and used it to split Mike Pence vertically clean in half and blood spurted everywhere.

"Phew that was a close one" said the Onceler as he wiped off the blood of the 48th Vice President of America off his face. He heart was racing. He knew what he had to do. He unlocked the door and ran straight through it into the other room where sans was lying on a couch watching EastEnders.

"Hey Sans I have something to tell you that I really need to get off my bac-"

"is that half of mike pence's cerebellum on your hat?" asked sans.

"What? Oh! Yeah. Nevermind. Anyway I've know you for a really long time, two months to be precise, and I feel like I've really gotten close to you the are somethings i've been meaning to ask you but i've held them all back because I wasn't sure how you'd reac-"

"OH FUCKING SHIT" shouted sans.

"What is it?"

"IT'S BEEN 2 MONTHS SINCE I READ PAPYRUS HIS BEDTIME STORY! HE'S GOING TO BE PISSED OFF AS HELL!"

"Wait you have a brother?"

"COME WITH ME" sans said as he held the Onceler's hand. With this bodily contact with a friend he had grown to love, the Onceler's heart-beat rose to that of an extremely obese person and he started sweating and his body temperature rose incredibly but it was only around five seconds later after having recovered from this overwhelming action that he noticed that he was no longer in his comfy business mansion factory thing or what ever the fuck he lives in but standing underground on an even snowy terrain standing in front of a house covered in christmas lights.