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“Oh?” Mutt repeated, confused.
“That’s all you have’ta say?” Red exclaimed, bemused. “Your home is gone, and you’re literally stuck in another universe! What do you mean, ‘oh’!?”
“Red!” Edge scolded, shocked at his outburst.
“What!? He should be freakin’ out right now!” Red defended.
“Maybe he’s in shock?” Mutt offered, just as lost.
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You were reincarnated to a world of war with a bundle of tiny bones in your arms. With a crazy scientists chasing you for something you don’t even remember doing, trying to escape with your little brother, living a new life that isn’t quite yours, lots of angst, NEW skeletons that probably think you’re crazy, and even more comfort… you are in for quite the wild ride.
The new chapters are now including a skeleton-house that is becoming VERY concerned for your mental wellbeing, (buried after the much-needed war-trauma,) and you have to deal with a whole OTHER group of crazy people judging you. AGAIN.
But… in order to have the best comfort fic, you sometimes need to have the worst angst beforehand.
Or, as Gaster once said… you need to break a few eggs in order to make an omelette. :] -
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You're a writer with a talent for growing things, working from home and living alone in a big old house on Mt. Ebott. No noise, no neighbors, and no one around to notice any suspiciously magical activity happening at your house from time to time. Just how you like it.
Then Frisk frees the monsters, and it turns out you're not the last magic user alive. You befriend the kid, and through them, meet the rest of their adoptive monster family. Sans hates your guts, but Papyrus seems to like you well enough.
Thanks to a machine created by the monsters' former royal scientist, alternate universe versions of Sans and Papyrus get tossed into your universe. Until anyone can figure out how to get them home, you get stuck with ten new skeleton roommates. Shenanigans ensue.
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Your name is Sans Serif. Your identification card says so. Your work permit says so. Your residential assignment says so. Your brother’s dependency papers says so. The Ministry says so, and so it is true.
But when you and your brother are rudely pulled into a peaceful alternate universe at the worst possible moment, the entire foundation of your identity is put into question. You are one of several. One of possibly more. You don't trust any of this, especially not that human, yet you can't help wondering... should you even try to go home in the first place?
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An old fic I started in 2018 and decided, hey, why not revisit it in the good old '26? Machine troupe but you are a Sans, and make it an Anti-Harem.
...Oh, and did I mention totalitarianism? -
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You get all kinds at your diner, especially working night-shift--but this is the first time you've ever been warned about one.
Just how bad can one skeleton be...?
(An Underfell Story)
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You were one of the poor souls that were trapped in Ebott city when the Queen of Monster kind declared it her land as compensation for the slaughter of her family and people.
No matter how hard you tried to get out before time was up, you were taken by the Queens guard unit.
Imprisoned, argued over like property, your right stripped away from you, there was a bidding for humans that was to happen.
you managed to get out of that, not willingly, but you couldn't complain when the Captain of the Queen's guard got first pickings of what human he wanted. You don't know if you should be thankful or scared of what will happen now.Series
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14 Jul 2026