Sans woke up screaming. However, he stopped screaming to groan in pain as he felt his hangover. He went into the kitchen to grab a mug of coffee, hoping the caffeine would chase the pain out of his head. Papyrus was there, with Undyne, making what appeared to be breakfast spaghetti.

"BROTHER!" Papyrus exclaimed as Sans walked in, "HOW ARE- SANS, YOU LOOK LIKE YOU JUST GOT HIT OVER THE HEAD WITH A MALLET." Sans was nursing his head with his left hand, forcing himself to smile a greeting. Undyne nodded at him, but the look in her eye told him she knew he had been drunk. Wait… how would she… Sans nearly collapsed on the ground as he remembered talking to Frisk last night.

"Here, you slacker, I already made you guys a pot of coffee," Undyne said, genuine compassion in her teasing. She was just as worried as Frisk, Sans realised, awkwardly taking the proffered mug. He gulped it down as fast as possible, without adding in any sugar or cream. "At least you know to drink it straight," She commented in an aside, walking back to the stove.

"H-hey, I need to talk to you about something," Sans whispered in her ear. Her response was telling him to go to the lab and talk to Alphys. Sans didn't know what to do, so he simply sat down at the table with his mug and the coffee pot. "I'd better handle this freak headache first then." He poured himself another mug of the wonderful pain erasing liquid, just as Pap set a plate of spaghetti in front of him. For once in his life, Sans actually ate the entire plate without pulling a face or making a bad joke. That was all Undyne needed as confirmation that he was really feeling like he had been hit with a bag of bricks.

She gave Sans a maniacal look, and as she grinned, she said, "Listen up, Sans. I know you want to talk to all of us, but you're going to have to wait." She suddenly grabbed him by the arm, hoisting him up in the air. "The three of us are going to do something awesome together!" Sans was about to protest and try to break free when they were out the door. He looked at the house shrinking into the distance.

"Welp," he said, as Undyne passed him to his brother and he was slung over Pap's shoulder, "Looks like I don't have a choice." The three friends raced off to Waterfall, laughing and joking with each other all the way. They ended up at Undyne's house, watching a movie she had picked up out of the dump. It was about a skeleton who was in charge of something called "Halloween" but discovered a different world.

Sans was skeptical, and tried to sneak off at first, until Papyrus looked disappointed that he wanted to leave so soon. He stayed for his bro's sake, and actually enjoyed the movie. He found the zombie girl, whose body parts kept falling off, his favorite character alongside the skeleton. Papyrus loves the ghost dog, and Undyne liked the mayor with a two sided head. Papyrus loved it, But he could barely stay awake by the end of it. He lay on the couch, a blanket over him, while his brother watched the gentle rise and fall of Pap's breathing.

Undyne looked at him curiously. Sans hadn't said much during the movie, but right now he looked… happy. He had a look in his eyes, like he was trying to preserve the moment. The feeling of peace, His brother's smile as he dreamed of puzzles and spaghetti. She noticed a figure sitting at the piano, their hands poised over the keys. She was about to cry out and throw something at them, but paused as they started to play a short simple melody. Sans didn't seem to notice, his eyes closing slowly. Undyne looked at the person at the piano, a hood pulled up over their face, gloves on their hands, and a scarf wrapped around their neck. The name of the melody suddenly came to her. "Memory," She said quietly, thoughts stirring in her head.

Sans gave a long sigh. "Whatever's going on… It can wait until tomorrow."

Phil looked up from the keys to see the skeleton brothers both fast asleep. With a small smile, he winked at Undyne and disappeared.

Hey. decided to make this chapter a bit more fluff, give you guys a break from the constant angst. leave me a review or send me a PM, letting me know what you like and hate. I might toss in some other obscure references in the future chapters.

-Jarhead