A/N: Contains spoilers for Captain America Civil War.

Ironically does not contain spoilers for Batman V Superman: Dawn of Justice.

Hide and Seek

"Alright, Burgerpants, you and Muffet are in Team Antagonist. Congratulate them, guys." Chara said. Flowey snorted and started to laugh again. Chara punched him in the stem.

MAD DUMMY nodded at the new recruits. "Good to have you on board me ship. We needed more players."

"Okay, so now we need to plan how're we going to destroy Team Sans." Chara informed.

"Uh, petition?" Burgerpants raised his hand.

"What?" Chara groaned.

"Shouldn't we be called Team Seekers?" he asked.

"And let the other team be called Team Hiders—" Her ridiculed expression faded. "—well, that's actually a good idea. Their team is called Team Hiders." Chara said, "Point to Burgerpants."

Muffet clapped.

"I know the blueprints to the Hiders' base." Burgerpants added.

Chara clapped her hands over her head and pointed to Burgerpants without looking. "Another point to Burgerpants."

Muffet applauded.

"And I can make food for you guys to replenish HP." he added again.

Chara applauded now. "This man! Give him an award! He's the MVP! Team player right here!"

Muffet joined their applaud.

Flowey and MAD DUMMY weren't impressed. They had been Chara's soul teammates for the entire story and now they had been sided by the new recruits. They hated it. They wanted it back to just the three of them kicking ass and taking names, even though they never did any of that. Point is, they were jealous.

"I hope there isn't much trouble coming up," MAD DUMMY said. "It would be a shame if one of you died."

"Yeah," Flowey narrowed his eyes at the newcomer, leaning closer to Chara. "Even worse if it were the two of you died."

"Didn't you two fear me?" Muffet asked.

"Bitch," Flowey said, "You don't compare to friendship."

"Friendship?" Chara stuck out their tongue. "Yech."

Flowey sighed.

"Hey, what's up? I'm up." Gaster greeted.

Sans and Undyne were playing chess with each other. Sans was winning with his expert strategic tactical awareness skills, while Undyne just sent her forces out.

Sans stood up immediately. "butterscotch or cinnamon? cmon man please youre a good man, side with me. pick the better one and you know which one is obvious."

"Well, yeah, B-scotch." Gaster answered. Sans exploded.

"you traitorous bastard!" Sans pointed his index finger in Gaster's face. "i trusted you! you were my mvp! i freed you! we ruled the world together! how could you? how dare you?!"

"It's my personal preference," Gaster shrugged, "You asked for it."

"screw your personal preference to hell!" Sans threw the chess board in a rage, and Undyne sighed in the background that she didn't lose that chess game. "you son of a birch, gaster!"

"Hey, calm down with the words," Gaster advised, holding up his hands. Sans was shaking. "Breathe in, breathe out..."

"shut up!" Sans cried, tears leaking from the betrayal. "shut up! shut up! shut up!" he whimpered, turning away and grasping at his head.

"Are you okay?" Gaster asked.

"okay?" Sans repeated in a mocking tone. He turned and even Undyne was ashamed of his morose expression. The tears, the unhappy smile, his eyes were so far out and full of depression. There was a rage erupting from his throat, but it turned into sobs. His brows were furrowed into extreme anger. "do i look okay to you?!"

"You're being melodramatic, Sans. You're usually not like this." Gaster said, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"no..." he sniffed, smacking away his comfort. "im not."

"You're being awfully dramatic. It's kind of out of character for you to—"

Sans pulled out a can of spray paint and painted all over Gaster's face, blinding him. Undyne gasped as Sans pulled out a fork and flung it at Undyne, stabbing her in the eyepatch.

"No! Eyepatch!" Undyne took off her ruined eyepatch, a new rage growing in her. She swore to avenge her eyepatch. Her other eye turned black, bright light pointing out of the center.

Sans pulled out more forks.

"Sans, stop! If you do this, you'll die! This won't fix anything." Gaster informed gravely, holding out his hand as he tried to take off the paint. "You only have..." he gasped, "...zero HoPe..."

Sans growled. "i don't care." He glared harder than ever before. "you chose butterscotch."

Sans went over and stabbed Gaster with plastic forks. Gaster just used the "TWICE THE DENSITY OF BONE" explanation and slapped Sans over the head. Sans slapped back, instead of his hand, he used the skull of a gaster blaster to bash Gaster away. The old former royal scientist flew into a basketball hoop, before Sans teleported over him and smashed his hand down, breaking the hoop and sending Gaster down.

"you just got duuunked on!" Sans couldn't help it.

"Ugh, for god's sake, Sans..." Gaster mumbled.

"RAAAGHHHH!" a fish lady shouted.

Undyne charged at Sans and smashed him into the wall by swinging her fist at him like a wrecking ball. She held him against the wall, gripping his jacket.

"You ruined my eyepatch!" she shouted, her dark eye shone with fierce determination. "Now I'm going to ruin your jacket!"

"nnnoooooo!" he bellowed.

She began to tear his blue hoodie, all of her power put into that shot. Her expression featured pure determination.

Sans struggled against her hold, until he remembered.

BWASSHH! A gasterblaster came out of nowhere and blasted Undyne away. The fish warrior landed on the ground with a thud, feeling as if something was missing from her. She tried to get up as she checked on her suspicions, confirming true that something was indeed missing. She felt considerably lighter, much like something she needed had been vaporised. Like a limb.

Oh god. She-She couldn't feel her...

"MY ponytail!" she cried. "Well, I don't really care that much, BUT REALLY, SANS?" She plopped to the ground defeatedly. "I'm in so much pain... insert incessant groaning..."

Gaster rushed up at Sans, who started blasting him, but Gaster blocked it with— "TWICE THE DENSITY OF BONE!"

Sans tried to fight Gaster with his arsenal of tricks, but Gaster was too strong. Gasterblaster against gasterblaster, bone against bone, Gaster seemed to be better than him in everything. It was Gaster's mercy that Sans was able to dunk him, just like when you went on a genocide run and mercy'd Sans. You got dunked on.

But Sans broke reality now. He had zero HoPe but kept going.

Gaster knew this was impossible, and fighting him would end up stalemating. But Gaster wasn't immortal and had plot armor like Sans. Gaster's health was the one which was depleting.

Gaster smacked Sans against the wall, hitting him with a rain of bones.

i cant win like this, Sans thought, i need to... pray to frisk! frisk, wherever you are... lend me power! pls!

...

...

...

M'kay, Frisk responded.

Somewhere, a flower was shaking his head.

"SANS, I DIDN'T WAKE UP AGAIN JUST TO FIGHT YOU!" Gaster yelled. "STAND DOWN!"

Sans opened his blue eyes, his mouth tasting like cinnamon. "never."

Blue fire exploded from his body, energy releasing like never before.

"Wait... what? What's happening?" Gaster checked Sans' health. "You... You've got over nine thousand health? How?"

"cinnamon," Sans answered, wiping his mouth. "pie!"

A/N: HOORAY! Because we're the 69TH MOST REVIEWED STORY ON UNDERTALE! WOOOO!

...Uh. Not really much to celebrate really. Unless you laugh at 69 because... you know... *shrugs* It's a *whistle* joke.

I guess you're all wondering about my mental state because earlier on in this story I sounded tired, but now I'm actually a lot more energetic? Did the author get kidnapped and replaced by someone else? Naw, I intentionally made myself sound tired to lure you guys in. Got ya good, didn't I? Now you know, in reality, I've always been... uhhh... calculative and innovative? Ahh, I'll just go with crazy. They're the same thing anyways nowadays...

But now that we're the top 69, we're going to grow this empire and take over the fandom, because that's who we are! We are parasites! We will be immortals—oh don't bother anyways. It was just a joke. Don't take that seriously. Like last time.