(This chapter has an OC in it. He's mainly for world building purposes and a reference to another OC of the same name I have. If you don't like the concept please let me know so I can change it.)

It was not long after Albus' visit that school started. The school was small and located in the closest city, as the monsters themselves did not have a school of their own yet. Harry, Chara, Frisk and Asriel were all the same class, even though Chara was older.

The last time Chara had gone to school was over a hundred years ago, meaning that he had yet to learn many things, resulting in him having to be in the fourth grade. Harry was also in the fourth grade, due to him being quite intelligent.

Their teacher was a man called Damien Lunt. He was a slightly short man, only about five feet four inches tall. He was quite nice though, always helping them with their school work and being very patient with them. Though, he was a bit timid at times, sometimes even letting the students push him around. None of them had ever once seen him angry.

Mr. Lunt wasn't liked by many of the teachers or the parents however, for some odd reason. The kids didn't try and pry however.

The first day of class, Mr. Lunt seemed to be surprised at having monster children in his class, but welcomed his students with open arms. He had seemed a bit nervous, but after a few days relaxed around his new students.

One day, in the middle of a lesson, one of the parents, a woman named Linda, stormed into the classroom.

"YOU! What have you been teaching my son?" She yelled. Mr. Lunt kept a straight face.

"W-well, I handed out a lesson plan at the beginning of the year, and we've been following that the whole time-" Mr. Lunt was cut off in the middle of his sentence by the angry mother.

"I read the lesson plan! But my son has been coming home talking about monsters and genders and so many other wrong things!" Mr. Lunt took a deep breath at the woman's words. He put the book down. His face seemed to change from his normal, slightly nervous expression to one more serious.

"Children, you can have some free time while I speak with Mrs. Evans, please, be patient. Don't make too much of a mess." He said, voice even and calm, before walking out of the classroom with the woman.

Once the adults left, Chara turned to Frisk.

"OK, I have never seen Mr. Lunt like that. What did she say that set him off so badly? And, I mean, if she's mad about monsters being in the school she should already know by now, it's not exactly secret.." Chara mumbled. Frisk looked down.

"I don't know… but, she mentioned something about gender being involved… maybe she's talking about me?" They replied. Harry twiddled his thumbs before getting out of his seat and walking over to the door, pressing his ear against the crack, determined to find out what was going on. Chara, seeing an opportunity to snoop, quickly followed in suit, followed by Frisk who wanted to keep the other two out of trouble. Asriel stayed in his seat, reading his book.

"I do not know what you are talking about Mrs. Westwood, I have followed the lesson plan to the T, I have not taught your son any 'sinful' things. We have a wide variety of students here, so it is natural your son learned about different people besides humans, cisexuals, or straight people. Perhaps if you took the time to learn about it yourself, you'd find that it's not as bad as you think." Mr. Lunt's voice was calm, yet also slightly menacing.

"Why you little-! Just because you're one of those ladyboys doesn't mean that you can taint my son!"

"Mrs. Westwood please refrain from calling me that, or I WILL have you thrown out. I will have you know that I am not the only 'ladyboy', as you so politely put it, in this school. We have several students here of various different genders and sexualities. Your son is even good friends with one of them. If you have an issue with it, then maybe move your son to another school. Your complaining might get ME fired, but you cannot force another student to change their gender just because you are a bi- jerk."

"I AM going to get you fired! None of the adults like you."

"That doesn't mean anything. I have excellent qualifications and if they do an investigation on whether or not I'm a fit teacher they will not find anything wrong. All of my students get amazing grades because I take the time to listen to them rather than focusing on moving as fast as possible. Now, if you will excuse me, I have a class to teach. Good day Mrs. Westwood." Footsteps approached the door and the three children scrambled back to their seats, pretending that they hadn't heard anything. Mr. Lunt looked right at them and winked, making the three pale. Did he know?

"Alright class, back to your seats! We're going to continue our lesson on division!" Mr. Lunt said, with a cheerful smile on his face, as if he hadn't just acted so intimidating to a woman just moments before.

After the final bell rang, the siblings were packing up their things before Mr. Lunt asked them to stay for a few minutes. After every other student had left, he spoke.

"So, how much did you hear?" He asked, his voice timid as usual. Frisk and Harry looked down, sheepish, while Chara held his ground.

"About from the part where she called you a 'ladyboy', whatever that means." Mr. Lunt tensed up before brushing his hair out of his face. He let out a sigh, and his voice became the calm tone from before.

"You shouldn't use that word, it's not nice at all." He replied.

"What does it mean?" Harry asked, curious.

"It's… a bad word for someone who… was born one gender but feels like they are another. Like Frisk." He explained, once again becoming nervous. "I was born a female, but I am a male. It's a bit complicated. But that word is very, very bad and hurtful. You should never use it."

Chara's cheeks went red with anger and Frisk looked ready to cry.

"That's bullshit! Just because you're like that she doesn't like you! That' stupid! She said she was going to get you fired!" Chara yelled, stomping his foot on the ground.

"Language." Mr. Lunt chastised, though it was half-hearted.

"Oh I don't care! I don't want you to get fired! You're the only decent teacher besides mom at this school!" He continued.

"Mr. Lunt… if you don't mind me asking, what else did she say? A-about monsters?" Asriel asked, nervous. Mr. Lunt sighed.

"She acted very rude, I do not want to give you the specifics because what she said was very, very hurtful and derogatory. Just know that she doesn't like monsters at all… or anyone different from her for that matter." There was a small knock on the door, and standing on the other side was Sans.

"did you guys get in trouble already?" He asked, looking at the kids. "you weren't at the usual spot so i got worried."

"Ah, I apologize… um…"

"call me sans."

"I apologize Sans, but I was just having a little talk with them, there was an… incident earlier with one of the parents. Apparently, Frisk, Harry and Chara decided to eavesdrop, so I owed them an explanation, considering the parent had quite a bit to say about monsters and… other groups." Mr. Lunt replied, laughing nervously.

"jeez... i knew humans had a hard time getting along with other things but that's ridiculous. glad they're not in trouble though, or else tori would throw a fit." Sans joked, leaning against the door. "are you done talking? we gotta get home soon."

"Yes actually, there's just one more thing." Mr. Lunt squatted down in front of Frisk and smiled. "Frisk, just remember, you are who you are, and no matter what anyone says, always be true to yourself. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise? Understand?" Frisk nodded at their teacher's words, smiling with tears in their eyes. "Good. You may go now, remember to do your homework!"

Later that night, after the children had gone to bed, Sans decided to talk about what Mr. Lunt had told him to Toriel.

"Oh my… that's… unacceptable! I can't believe a parent would get so upset over something so trivial!" Toriel was a teacher as well, and although she had heard some rather nasty whispers about him in the teacher's lounge, she found said parent to be even more despicable.

"i know right. say... there's that PTA thing at the school right? maybe i should join and… teach that lady a bit of a lesson about being a jerk." Sans suggested. He had to live up to the title of 'dunkle'.

He remembered when Frisk had first called him their dunkle. It had warmed his heart to no end.

"So, we're all like a big family right?" Frisk asked, swinging their legs back and forth on the chair.

"Yeah? And?" Chara replied, focusing on his homework.

"Well… Toriel is mom, and Asgore is dad… so would that make Papyrus and Sans our uncles?" Frisk mused, one finger on their chin.

"Sans is more of a dunkle if you ask me." Chara joked, and Frisk giggled a bit at the inside joke, which Harry and Asriel didn't quite understand.

"Alphys and Undyne would be our aunts then right? And Mettaton… he's Mettaton." Harry added. The four talked for a while before Sans came in, calling them down for dinner.

"Hey dunkle Sans!" Frisk greeted, making Sans freeze.

"what Sans?" He asked, tense.

"Well, you and Toriel are pretty close, but you're also like our uncle so I just mashed up dad and uncle together! Dunkle!" Frisk hurriedly said, making Sans ease up a little.

"that's actually pretty clever kiddo. now c'mon, tori's made meatloaf." The kids jumped up and ran downstairs.

"dunkle huh? I like the sound of that…"

"That sounds like a wonderful idea Sans! I'm in it as well so we can both talk to them about this matter."

'this is going to be fun…"

The next parent teacher conference wasn't for another week, so Sans had plenty of time to prepare. Jokes, puns and pranks galore. He wasn't going to give Linda any MERCY with this, because from what he's heard, she's a real piece of work.

Toriel had said that there was a few problems getting him to be able to go to the meeting, some parents arguing that he wasn't a 'parent'. But Toriel had convinced them somehow, much to Sans' delight.

Although he spent that week planning for the meeting, he still spent time with the kids, Papyrus and his dad.

It was kind of fun helping the kids with their homework, it was pretty easy too, considering he had a PHD. Gaster helped sometimes as well, though he was usually too busy with his work. He was apparently trying to recreate the CORE on the surface.

He still read Papyrus his bedtimes stories, his brother still getting pretty cranky without them.

One night, when he was reading Papyrus his bedtime story, he heard one of the doors creak. Once he was sure Papyrus was asleep, he snuck over to the door and saw Harry leaning against the door, pressed up against it.

"isn't it a little late kiddo?" Sans suddenly asked, making the small boy jump.

"I-I'm sorry. I-I just… I-I wanted to hear the story…" Harry whispered back, shaking a little. "I've… never had one s-so…" Sans frowned and sighed.

"you didn't need to eavesdrop y'know. you could've just asked me. here, let's give you one right now." Sans led Harry back the children's room quietly, making sure not to wake up the others. Harry climbed into bed as Sans began to read the same story he'd just read to Papyrus.

Harry shuffled closer to Sans, closing his eyes and relaxing. Somehow… he felt really comfortable around Sans. Maybe it was because he was part skeleton, but he felt so at ease around him and Papyrus. He fell asleep easily.

Sans chuckled a little as he watched the kid fall asleep. Over the time that he'd spent with these kids, he'd grown fond of them. Even Chara, though, it was a slow progress.

Of course, he could remember the other timelines, when he kid had killed everyone, but, now, he didn't seem keen on killing people.

Sans stood up and walked out of the room, seeing a portal on the other side of the hall. He walked towards it and peeked inside, seeing Snowdin forest. He poked his head in and was nearly taken out by a bone.

He looked to the source and saw himself. Well, a version of himself that he liked to call "Edge".

"jeez man you nearly killed me. i didn't know you were dying to see me so much." Sans said, walking out of the portal. Edge looked at him with a scowl.

"what are you even doing here anyway?" The other Sans asked, tapping his foot.

"well, the portal opened up and i was curious as to where it led. so, you haven't gotten out yet huh?" Sans mused, kicking the snow.

"no shit dumbass. have you?" Edge growled. Sans smirked.

"yup." Edge looked shocked.

"wait, seriously? how?!"

"apparently, we were missing something. another kid. name's harry. he's a halfling. so, keep an eye-socket out for him if you wanna leave. he's hard to miss, black hair, scar, green eyes, skeleton hands." Sans explained, leaning on a tree. Edge looked at the ground, hands balled at his sides.

"you're not fucking with me are you?"

"nope, you wanna see?" Sans led Edge through the portal carefully, opening the door to the children's bedroom slowly, pointing to where the small half skeleton lay. Edge's eyes widened and he grinned. The two versions of one person went back to the other dimension.

"wow, can't believe something went right for us for once." Edge laughed, trying not to jump for joy.

"i know right? frisk actually didn't bullshit around this time and just cut straight to the point. looks like your bro's coming though, gotta run." Sans ran as soon as he saw the other version of Papyrus, watching the portal close behind him.

Sans sighed a little, something akin to hope filling his chest. He was trying not to feel it, as he assumed that this peace wouldn't last long and that Frisk would just RESET eventually. But, he was going to enjoy it while it lasted.

He flopped down onto the couch, leaning his head back and relaxing, until he heard a sound. He opened one eye and saw Frisk standing near the edge of the door.

"huh? what's up kid?" He asked, raising an eyebrow(?). Frisk squirmed.

"I… had a nightmare. It… was bad." They said, tears in their eyes. Sans scooted over and patted the seat next to him.

"wanna talk about it?"

"It… was about a previous timeline… th-the one where me… and Chara…" Frisk whispered, and Sans tensed, his eye sockets going completely black.

"I… I remember what happened. It was one of my first runs… I was scared… and-and Chara convinced me that maybe killing everyone was the way to do things… I think… I think he was just angry, at everything, so he decided to take it out on you guys. I wanted to stop when I killed Toriel because of my guilt, but Chara took over and continued. Then, when I got to you, and-and you SPARED me, I died to you and RESET because of how guilty I was. That's when my DETERMINATION overpowered Chara's and he couldn't RESET anymore. After that, I stopped listening to him." They mused pulling their knees up to their chest.

"kid…"

"And, even when we got to the surface the first time, the world RESET on it's own. I had no idea what to do! Then Harry fell down… I was done pretending that I'd never had all this happen before, because… it'd happened so many times, and now there was finally something different, something that hadn't happened yet. Then, when Flowey attacked everyone… something happened. Someone or, something came and made a deal… they'd bring back Chara and Asriel, in exchange for a couple of things… including my power to RESET, SAVE, and LOAD… so, no matter what happens now, this is the last timeline for us." The continued, looking at the ground.

Sans took a moment to process this, before he looked at the ground too, and said in a soft voice.

" e' S?" He asked slowly. The child shuddered at the completely different tone of voice but nodded.

"No more, and even if I still had that power, I wouldn't use it… this is the happy ending… and I wouldn't trade it for anything." They smiled, looking at their friend.

"heh, kid, i know i should be more mad at you but… i think i can forgive you this time. but, if you're lying to me, and plan on resetting and killing everyone again well… you remember what happened last time."

The PTA meeting came around a lot quicker than it seemed, and now Sans was standing in front of the meeting room door, waiting for the others with Toriel.

The first ones to show up were some middle aged mothers who stood as far away from Sans and Toriel as possible, whispering to each other in hushed voices.

The next was a younger couple, who spoke to each other a few feet away, giving the two monsters a small smile when they saw them.

The last ones to arrive were the a few of the teachers, most likely late due to the paperwork that Toriel always talked about.

Sans spotted Mr. Lunt right away, though the man looked a bit different.

The last time he'd seen the man, his hair was up in a tight ponytail, and was wearing a dress shirt and dark jeans. Now, his hair was free to hang over his shoulders, and his dress shirt was replaced by a red hoodie, his pants now slightly ripped.

Mr. Lunt saw Sans and Toriel and smiled a little, giving a tiny wave. Toriel saw the teacher and approached him.

"Hello Damien, how are you today?" She greeted, smiling sweetly. Mr. Lunt looked surprised, as the goat woman almost never spoke to him.

"I-I am fine Ms. Toriel. You?" The considerably shorter man replied. Toriel was quite tall, more than two feet taller than him. Toriel smiled and began to talk to the timid man, who eased up the more they spoke.

"Chara does very well in history, but not so well with math. I'm not surprised as many children find it difficult. Frisk does amazing with language arts, not so much with science however. Asriel is good at Social Studies, but not so much at math, he and Chara get along well in that regard. Harry has some trouble with a lot of things however, I suggest getting him some new glasses." Mr. Lunt said, smiling at the goat woman, who took note of all of that. Their chat was interrupted by a woman speaking.

"Hello everyone! Sorry I'm late, traffic you know. Anyway, let's get this meeting started. We have many things to discuss." The woman, Linda, said, giving a glare to Mr. Lunt.

The group of parents and teachers filed into the room, Sans taking a seat between Toriel another woman. Linda was at the front of the room, and wrote three things on the board.

Staff Misconduct
Cafeteria Food
Science Fair

"First, I would like to bring to attention the misconduct of Mr. Lunt. He has been teaching the children inappropriate things, and has also threatened me when I confronted him on it. I suggest he be fired." The woman began immediately, and everyone turned to look at Mr. Lunt, who was sitting on the far end of the table.

"M-Mrs. Westwood, that is a lie and w-we both know it. I have been following the lesson plan and NEVER threatened you." He mumbled. The man's body was wound up like a bowstring, and looked as if he was about to either burst into tears or curses.

"Don't try to hide it! You're a disgusting pervert who has been teaching the children smut!" That seemed to set the man off, making him stand out of his chair angrily and growl at the woman.

"You're lying! I would never, EVER do something like that to the children!" He screamed shaking. Linda only smiled.

"Well, then why did you go to prison?" Everyone in the room froze, shocked. "I looked you up Lunt, you went to prison for the rape and murder of five children!"

Mr. Lunt looked at the ground, gripping the table tightly. "I idid/i go to prison. But, you're missing the part where I was acquitted, because evidence came into light that I was iinnocent./i I do not need to be called a bad person by someone who used a slur against me! You'll find, Mrs. Westwood, that whether or not you try to get me fired, you will fail, because the security footage from that day shows you yelling at me for allegedly teaching the children about monsters, gender and sexuality, when I did no such thing." Mr. Lunt growled at the woman.

"D-Damien dear, please, calm down. We all know you'd never do something like that. Linda is just overreacting." Toriel tried to comfort the man, but he just pulled his hood up and stood.

"I can tell I'm not welcome here, never have been really, but I will NOT be run out of my job by a sorry excuse for a woman like Linda. Her case won't hold up. If that is all I am needed for here today, I think I'll just take my leave now." The young teacher walked briskly out of the room, quickly followed by Toriel.

Sans was a bit uncomfortable in the room by himself, but lucky for him, everyone's eyes were on Linda, who at least had the grace to look embarrassed.

"Not going to lie Linda, that was kind of a dick move. I mean… you didn't really have to bring up the prison thing, especially since he was found innocent." Another one of the mothers, said, arms crossed.

"Well I didn't know that! I just knew he went to prison!" Linda retorted.

"you should've done better research then. plus, you were mad at him for a pretty stupid reason. my kids were there when you threw your tantrum and heard everything." Sans finally spoke up, everyone now turning to him.

"What do you know? You're just a monster, you don't know anything about human relationships!" Linda yelled.

"well, considering i have two and a half human children, i say that i do. you're just the kind of person who hates anyone who's different than you. kinda sad really. tibia honest, you should really be the one getting punished for how you were treating that guy." Sans leaned back in his chair, putting his hands behind his head.

"That damn tranny is corrupting our children! He needs to be fired!"

"well, a.) that's actually illegal to do, considering the anti-discrimination laws in place, and b.) the guy is one of the best teachers in the school, all of his students get excellent grades, and all the kids love him, their grades would probably drop if he was fired. so, why don't you stop being an asshole, and just let the guy live his life." Sans replied, his eyes going black. "oh, and by the way, my kid is one of those 'trannys' as you put it. so it'd be wise if you shut your mouth."

This kind of exchange went on for a while, until the door opened and Toriel returned, taking her seat again.

"I spoke to Mr. Lunt, he was very, very upset, but I managed to calm him. He's not going to come back to the meeting tonight however. Now, Linda, I understand you have some issues with him, but trying to get him fired over something he did not do is absolutely insane. You are the only one making this complaint, the only one who has a problem with it, so perhaps it is best if you keep your bigoted opinions to yourself." Toriel said when she sat down, looking Linda in the eye. Suddenly, a man stood up, clearing his throat.

"Alright, I have indulged this petty behavior too long. Mrs. Westwood, please, sit down, I will not allow you to continue this idiotic attempt at firing one of my best teachers. Sit down, now. We have other things to discuss that are more important." The man, Principal Bianachi said, striding to the front of the room.

"B-but sir-"

"Now, Mrs. Westwood. If you continue this, I WILL have you arrested for discriminatory behavior." Linda stepped down, making Sans smirk a bit. It was always nice to have justice served.

"Now then, the next thing on our agenda is the lunches. Since monsters have integrated into our society, we will need to accommodate, as well as accommodate students with allergies. Ms. Toriel, Mr. Sans, do you have any ideas on what to serve the monster children?"

"Well, monster food is made mostly of magic, and although humans can eat it, it's not exactly the most healthy thing for them, just as human food is not the most healthy for monsters. I suggest some simple monster food be served, such as pies and hamburgers." Toriel replied, smiling.

"monster food is also 'vegan' as it's made of mostly magic. very little organic things are put into it. plus, if the human kids don't like what's being served they can always try the monster food, like we said, it's safe for humans to eat once in awhile." Sans added. Mr. Bianachi hummed.

"All in favor?" He asked, a few people's hands raised, but another woman, Sharon spoke up.

"Hold on a second! How do you know it's safe for humans to eat?" She yelled.

"My children eat quite a bit of monster food, though, we do alter it a bit, added a bit more physical ingredients to it, so that they can eat it more often."

"What are the effects if a human eats nothing but monster food?" A father asked, looking curious.

"nothing too bad, they get a bit skinny and might get some vitamin deficiencies, nothing too serious but it's not too healthy." Sans answered, leaning farther back on his chair, making the front two legs lift off the ground.

"It's safe for human consumption, so it wouldn't be so bad for the human children to eat it every now and again…" Toriel continued. "I would be happy to bring some in for you all to try if you have any concerns."

"Do not worry Ms. Toriel, we trust you. Though, do you know someone who would be willing to provide the food? We would pay them of course." Mr. Bianachi said, tapping his pen against his chin.

"i'm pretty sure grillby or muffet would be more than happy to. especially muffet, since you're gonna be payin' her." The principal smiled. This was going far better than he expected, though he supposed it was because everyone was too intimidated by the monsters.

"Perfect, and finally, the science fair, we need to settle on a date for it, as well as hand revise the rules on what is OK and not OK to use for their projects."

"Maybe it should be on a Monday? To give the kids something to finally be excited about on a Monday." One of the men, a heavy set man said.

"Not a bad idea John. Plus, it gives the kids the weekend to work on it more if they wait until the last minute." Another woman agreed. Everyone seemed to agree as well.

"Alright, a few months would be enough time for them to finish yes? So maybe sometime in January?" Mr. Bianachi suggested. "If the children are going to be doing a project with plants or something of the sort, they should have enough time to work on it."

"so a monday in january… sounds fair. how about the 22nd?" Sans mumbled.

"January 22nd sounds pretty good. All in favor?" Everyone raised their hands. "Wonderful, now the rules… no animal or human experimentation and no chemicals as usual?"

"whoa, what? i mean, i kind of get the chemicals, but what if the kids what to do something like see which dog food is better? is that banned too? what if the kids have parental supervision if they're handling the chemicals. of course nothing too dangerous though." Sans interrupted. Now, he was all for child safety, but, being a scientist himself, he felt that there had to be a line drawn somewhere. Safe science wasn't fun science.

"That's idiotic! They could get seriously hurt!"

"not if they're careful. if they follow instructions given they should be fine. kids aren't as stupid as you think they are."

"I have to agree with the animal thing he said though. I mean, if they're doing innocent things like testing which dog food they like or what music or something it's fine. But the chemicals… they could get really hurt." Another mother pipped in.

"Hmm… perhaps we ban certain chemicals such as bleach or alcohol, but things like fertilizers and safer household chemicals are OK?" One father spoke, raising his hand as he did so.

This went on for a few more minutes before they settled on a compromise. It was almost 8 at night before they were finished.

"Alright, so that concludes today's meeting. We'll meet back again in one month. Ms. Erickson, you print out the science fair instructions. Ms. Toriel, please contact the monsters for the cafeteria food." Mr. Bianachi said, capping his pen.

As Sans and Toriel left, they received a hate fueled glare from Linda, which Sans returned with a smirk.