Cover Art: FairyFan94 from Deviant Art

A/N: Hi there, yes I know I am three updates late. I won't try making up excuses but if you are willing to listen to a few reasons keep on reading the Authors note. If not skip right a head to the chapter. Aside from losing my internet connection for a while again I had a server attack of a few mental problems I do not want to mention. I hope a few of you readers can forgive me for this late update. I will try to upload the other chapters that were supposed to be uploaded the past two weeks also, tho I can't make a promise on that.

Chapter 13 – Now airing MTT TV

Sans had dreaded for this day to come. He had hoped to avoid it at any cost. Especially with the way Frisk was this time around. Ever since the incident with his room he had made sure that the child was in his sight. He tried to spy any oddity he could find on the kid. The vision of the possible future wasn't really helping in his constant worry for the timeline.

But just this one day. Just this once… He had entrusted his brother fully with the childs care. His brother had, like in nearly all timelines, a talent to keep the kid entertained with whatever the taller skeleton came up with. Also Papyrus had told him that they were just going to Undyne for another cooking lesson. Aside from the fish-woman's temper… what could possibly happen to Frisk there?

Papyrus, with parts of his memories from other timelines, was going to protect the kid and watch out for them. Sans knew he could trust his brother fully on that. Undyne, maybe a little wild… okay scratch that… totally wild and hot headed, was the now self-proclaimed bestie of the human again. Having that said, her protectiveness over her bestie surely was on the same level it was in the last timeline.

So with the human child being with the two, the short skeleton was sure that he wouldn't have too much to worry about for at least one day. The one day he decided to have a talk with Alphys about the black void. The one day the child was not in his constant view.

Their talk had been moving along good. The two scientists were exchanging multiple theories about the black void, the time space connection and even a few possible methods to contact someone who might be 'lost'.

Alphys had been in the middle of a full blown explanation on how there was a chance of something like a room existing in the barrier between the time space continuum and the possibility of accessing it via something that could rival a black hole by reaching through the smallest space and defying every known physical law… when a gasp stopped her.

Sans rose a skeleton eyebrow at that, especially when the dinosaur kept on staring past his skull at the giant screen behind him sending him nervous glances. Once the short skeleton had turned to look at what she was staring he understood why.

Here he was.

Dreading what he saw.

Sweat forming on his skull.

Pin-like lights in his wide eye-sockets.

The screen before him flashed in nearly blinding lights before refocusing…

…and there was a robot that needed to learn a lesson or two very soon…

Twirling around in an old dusted tutu was Frisk dancing on stage and next to her was Mettaton wearing a dress and singing something that sounded more like a story than a song. The robot was moving from one side to the other circling Frisk while the child was twirling around in the middle laughing brightly, while striking a pose every now and then.

Her eye wandered to the side of the stage a little frown on her face. Slowly she stopped twirling around looking very thoughtful for a moment. Mettaton who noticed was yet keeping up his act, keeping track of the small human with his sensors.

Out of nowhere the child suddenly run off the stage, she nearly made the robot drop his mic in order to drag the child back on stage for the grant final. But as fast at the child disappeared they reappeared dragging a tall skeleton on his hand onto the stage.

Papyrus smiled shyly a light orange blush decorating his face as he faced the camera. The child motioned for him to lean down and whispered something to him. In an instant Papyrus was striking a proud pose, acting heroic instead of shy.

Soon both Frisk and Papyrus were busy doing heroic poses while Mettaton clapped and instead of singing was now narrating about the poses the two were striking at some points, even going so far as to correct their arms or legs position to make the pose more 'dramatic'. The supposed to be musical drama had turned into a teaching of how to pose right.

Sans eye-sockets were by now pitch black as he still stared at the huge screen. He could faintly hear Alphys fiddling with her phone but completely ignored it as his attention was fully taken by his brother and the small human child on screen.

"Uhm… I-I am s-sure it w-will be fine…" The short skeleton didn't even hear Alphys words as his mind was running a mile per hour. There had to be an explanation of why his brother and the kid was at MTT without his knowledge and good damn weren't they supposed to have a cooking lesson?! He was going to make a scrap metal out of that metal can if he dared to…

Sans had to cut off his thoughts knowing that if he wouldn't his right eye would start to glow blue the least he needed was for his fellow scientist to freak out over him losing his temper over something so 'small' like this.

"I-it doesn't l-look dangerous…" Alphys said as she fumbled around with her phone once more, one of her claws resting on the key pad. She was overturned by the loud voice of the robot declaring that it was finally time for the grand finale

A rope dropped from the ceiling hanging next to Mettaton who made a big show out of it. Frisk and Papyrus only exchanged exited glances while Sans glared at the screen, trying to remember were the fastest shortcuts were to get to that stage. If he remembered right, the musical thing was supposed to happen on the stage that was somewhere near Muffins bakery right?

"O-oh no…" Alphys stuttered out and registered that tone as to be something like she knew what was going to happen, he did not notice how the dinosaur hurried to her PC.

The rope was pulled and a supposed to be superior evil kind of laugh resounded from the robot.

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Nothing happened.

The short skeleton blinked. So did the taller one and the human on stage.

Mettaton made a robotic kind of cough before pulling on the rope again.

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Once again nothing happened. Papyrus and Frisk looked confused at each other, before they were startled by Mettaton suddenly lunching into an explanation on how he and managed to raise the anticipation for the grant final and how this all was part of his plan.

Getting out of his stupor Sans looked around for the right short cut he needed to get there. He did not hear the sigh of relieve coming from Alphys, who obviously stopped whatever the robot had planned.

A clack was heard and the attention of both scientist were on the screen again as a slowly getting louder rumble resounded. Sans only half listened to the victorious sounding speech of the robot as he finally found a shortcut that would at least take him close enough to Muffet's bakery.

A surprised yelp of his brother made Sans face the screen again. His eye-sockets went wide when saw that his brother had lost his balance because of the stage shaking violently. Frisk too was kneeling on the ground, her small hands trying to hold onto the smooth ground. With another yelp Papyrus tumbled off the stage and out of screen. Frisk nearly tumbled off to as she tried to reach for the taller skeleton. Even Mettaton was seen having trouble to keep his balance.

Sans eye-sockets narrowed. What was going on?

A panicked yelp was heard from Alphys as furious clacking and typing was heard despite the noises coming from the speakers of the screen.

Another clack resounded and everything was quiet on screen. The short skeleton shot the dinosaur a look but she shook her head in confusion looking at the screen in wonder. "I-it's not m-my doing..."

The little human girl was about to breathe a sigh of relieve and to look if Papyrus was alright as the ground shoot up, forcing the child to their knees because of the sudden upwards movement. Papyrus could be heard shouting off screen but it was no use as his voice grew fainter.

Sans expression became horrified when the child's soul burst from her chest. The childs eyes growing wide and confused as she looked up at her TV idol before staring at the warmth red glowing soul in front of her.

"Now it's finally time for the grant finale! The last and final episode featuring my special guest! The human!" Mettatons voice echoed, a shocked look crossing Frisks face.

Sans barely noticed Alphys hurrying to get her phone she had apparently dropped earlier, as he stepped through several shortcut taking him directly to the MTT-Resort. 'Just a bit further!' Sans thought as he muttered low curses.

How had he not seen this coming?

He should have known that it only had been a matter of time before the supposed to be events with Mettaton would be triggered in one way or another, yet he had not expected that they would skip right ahead to the 'Bossbattle'. For all he cared his brother was there too! How in the world did the two even end up on TV?!

Hurried Sans stepped out of the short cut and smacked right into closed doors. Sans muttered another string of curses as he rubbed his face. The skeleton glared at the door and reached for the number pad on the side, punching in a universal code that should open the door.

A red light flashed on the small display and the short skeleton let out a frustrated grunt as he tried another code, muttering how his shortcut was supposed to take him into the room not in front of the door. Sans stopped in his number punching as he heard a muffled thud from the other side of the door followed by an all too familiar voice.

"DO NOT WORRY HUMAN! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, WILL JOIN YOU IN A SECOND JUST WAIT THERE AND DO NOT GET INTO TROUBLE OR HURT YOURSELF!"

"Papyrus?" Sans asked hopeful yet still worried. "Are you alright?"

"BROTHER?" Papyrus sounded rather perplex and Sans could image him looking around and searching from the short skeleton.

"Right behind the door bro." Sans answered and even chuckled a little even though he knew this was no time for amusement.

"WHY ARE YOU BEHIND THE DOOR BROTHER? WE DO NOT HAVE THE TIME FOR ANY OF YOUR JOKES!"

"It's locked." Sans only answered remembering what he was doing and continued type in numbers on the number pad.

"SANS?" Papyrus asked a little worried and the short skeleton heard faint steps approaching the door. The display flashed a few more times red before finally blinking green and opening the door. Sans stepped in only to look up at his brother.

"Sup bro." Sans answered grinning, before turning serious again when he looked up his eye-sockets turning pitch black.

He saw a few bones implemented into the wall, indicating Papyrus previous attempts of climbing up to get to Frisk. Buu-ing was heard from up there and Sans could only image of what was going on up there based on what he remembered from other timelines. He hoped that Frisk was good enough in dodging till he was up there too.

"BROTHER DO YOU KNOW HOW WE CAN GET UP THERE FASTER?" Papyrus asked glancing up, he knew that his previous attempts of climbing up there were probably not fast enough.

Sans eyed his brother from the corner of his eye-sockets. Taking a short cut would probably the fastest way up there the problem was only… he did see even one short cut let alone knew one that would take him up there yet. In previous timelines there hadn't been any need of his help after all.

Suddenly the grin on his face went larger as he looked at his brother.

"I might have an idea." Stuffing his bone hands into the pockets of his jacket, the short skeleton looked up the wall and was already doing a few calculations in his skull. He missed the confused look Papyrus gave him as the taller skeleton looked from his brother up to where the little human girl was.