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Sans opened his eyes and groaned. He slid from his chair in his sentry station to the ground.

here we go again.

He slowly got up and leaned on the sentry station while trying to get motivation to not just short cut to Grillby's. 

The last time was an imperfect pacifist route. Just... nothing says fun like being murdered on the surface.

Sans is always the one to remember past routes. The ones where he lives are clear while the ines he dies in are a bit foggy but not forgotten. But he knows the kid has lost their soul a long time ago and now they just play with the Underground's fate over and over and over. 

Maybe Sans should visit Napstablook and lie on the ground and feel like trash. He would rather that then trying fake being okay to anyone right now. 

Sans walked by a snowy tree to shortcut to Waterfall. It was no Snowdin but Sans could see why Undyne lived there. For once Sans decided to walk a little.

Sans was humming a tune when he saw it.

A grey door. 

what? i have never seen that there before. and i've been stuck here for way too long.

Sans was unsure about what to do. Things have almost been predictable unless the kid was involved in it. But the kid shouldn't even be out of the ruins yet. Sans was unnerved.

Slowly Sans put a boney hand on the door knob and twisted open. 

It was a normal grey room... except for the monster in it. 

It's features were melted and it had a wide smile with two large cracks in his face. It's clothes were melted and it had a large hole in each hand. 

why does the holed hands look familiar?...

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☟︎☜︎☹︎☹︎⚐︎📪︎ 💧︎✌︎☠︎💧︎📬︎

"Hello, Sans." 

Sans blinked. Was the guy speaking in a font? Only Skeletons had font languages and accents as far he knew. But Sans doesn't remember learning Wing Dings. Wait... how did he knew it was Wing Dings?.

Sans put his hands in his hoodie and gave a relaxed smile.

"heya bud. nice to meet new people. especially those who already know my name apparently." 

✌︎︎☟︎📪︎︎ ✋︎︎ ☞︎⚐︎☼︎☝︎⚐︎❄︎ ✌︎👌︎⚐︎🕆︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☜︎☹︎✌︎👌︎⚐︎☼︎✌︎❄︎☜︎ ☞︎☼︎⚐︎☠︎❄︎💧︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ ☹︎⚐︎✞︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 🕆︎❄︎✋︎☹︎✋︎💧︎☜︎📬︎︎ 👌︎🕆︎❄︎ 💧︎🕆︎👍︎☟︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎☝︎💧︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ 🕆︎💧︎☜︎☹︎☜︎💧︎💧︎ 🕈︎☟︎☜︎☠︎ ✋︎ 😐︎☠︎⚐︎🕈︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ 👍︎⚐︎💣︎🏱︎☹︎☜︎❄︎☜︎☹︎✡︎ ❄︎☜︎☼︎☼︎✋︎☞︎✋︎☜︎👎︎ 👍︎🕆︎☼︎☼︎☜︎☠︎❄︎☹︎✡︎📬︎

"Ah, I forgot about the elaborate fronts you love to utilise. But such things are useless when I know that you are completely terrified currently."

What? Sans internally was hyperventilating. 

Outwardly, Sans laughed as he took a step back closer to the door.

"Hehe! What are the odds that we both like jokes mystery man?"

❄︎︎☟︎☜︎ ⚐︎👎︎👎︎💧︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ ☟︎✋︎☝︎☟︎☜︎☼︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎☠︎ 🕈︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 🕈︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎👎︎ ☼︎☜︎💣︎☜︎💣︎👌︎☜︎☼︎📬︎︎ 💣︎︎✡︎ ☠︎✌︎💣︎☜︎ ✋︎💧︎ 🕈︎︎📬︎︎ 👎︎︎📬︎︎ ☝︎︎✌︎💧︎❄︎☜︎☼︎📪︎︎ 👍︎✌︎☹︎☹︎ 💣︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✋︎☠︎💧︎❄︎☜︎✌︎👎︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 💣︎✡︎💧︎❄︎☜︎☼︎✡︎ 💣︎✌︎☠︎📬︎

"The odds are higher than what you would remember. My name is W. D. Gaster, call me that instead of mystery man."

The name bugged Sans. Like something forgotten that's on the tip of his tongue. And it's not just the fact that Sans's Gaster Blasters share the name. Sans never named them that, they were just always called Gaster Blasters. Was Gaster the equivalent of the name Jeremy and is just common? Sans was putting that to the back burner for now.

"look gaster, this meet-and-greet has been fun but I got to g-"

☝︎︎⚐︎ 👌︎✌︎👍︎😐︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ✌︎ ☼︎☜︎✌︎☹︎✋︎❄︎✡︎ 🕆︎☠︎👎︎☜︎☼︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 👍︎⚐︎☠︎❄︎☼︎⚐︎☹︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✌︎ 👍︎☟︎✋︎☹︎👎︎✍︎

"Go back to a reality under the control of a child?"

Sans stopped in his tracks and faced Gaster.

"what?... i-" Sans fumbled to make an excuse. He hated being the only one to remember at times, but at others he dreaded others finding out and either go crazy or lose hope. The first time Papyrus got dejavu Sans internally had a breakdown. Luckily the worst any monster gets is dejavu unless you're Sans, the kid and the flower.

✋︎︎ ☟︎✌︎✞︎☜︎ 👌︎☜︎☜︎☠︎ 🕈︎✌︎❄︎👍︎☟︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ 💧︎︎✌︎☠︎💧︎📬︎︎ ✡︎︎⚐︎🕆︎📪︎︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎☼︎ 👌︎☼︎⚐︎❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ⚐︎❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎💧︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ ❄︎☼︎✌︎🏱︎🏱︎☜︎👎︎ ✋︎☠︎ ✌︎ ☝︎✌︎💣︎☜︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ ☟︎✌︎✞︎☜︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ✌︎☝︎☜︎☠︎👍︎✡︎ ✋︎☠︎📬︎︎ 🕈︎︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✋︎☞︎📬︎︎📬︎︎📬︎︎ ✋︎︎ 👍︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎👎︎ ☹︎☜︎☠︎👎︎ ✌︎ ☟︎✌︎☠︎👎︎✍︎︎

"I have been watching Sans. You, your brother and the others are trapped in a game you have no agency in. What if... I could lend a hand?"

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"what kind of help would you give me? no offence but you don't strike me as the good samaritan type."

Gaster's already wide grin stretched further as he started laughing. His already goopy form became more unravelled as he laughed. But the laugh itself sounded oddly genuine.

💣︎✌︎✡︎👌︎☜︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎ 👌︎🕆︎❄︎ ☟︎☜︎✌︎☼︎ 💣︎☜︎ ⚐︎🕆︎❄︎📬︎

"Maybe not but hear me out."

❄︎☟︎☜︎ 🕯︎👍︎☟︎✋︎☹︎👎︎🕯︎ ☟︎✌︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 🏱︎⚐︎🕈︎☜︎☼︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 👎︎☜︎❄︎☜︎☼︎💣︎✋︎☠︎✌︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ 👌︎☜︎👍︎✌︎🕆︎💧︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ 💧︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎📬︎ 🕈︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✋︎☞︎ ✋︎ 🏱︎☼︎☜︎✞︎☜︎☠︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎💣︎ ☞︎☼︎⚐︎💣︎ ☼︎☜︎📫︎💧︎🏱︎✌︎🕈︎☠︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ☹︎⚐︎☠︎☝︎ ☜︎☠︎⚐︎🕆︎☝︎☟︎ ☞︎⚐︎☼︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ✌︎👌︎💧︎⚐︎☼︎👌︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 💧︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎✍︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 🕈︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎👎︎ ☝︎☜︎❄︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 💧︎❄︎⚐︎🏱︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎💣︎ ☞︎⚐︎☼︎ ☝︎⚐︎⚐︎👎︎📬︎

"T︎he '︎child' has the power of DETERMINATIOM because of their soul.︎ What if I prevent them from re-spawning long enough for you to absorb the soul? Y︎ou would get to stop them for good.︎"

Absorb the human soul? Sans knows that those past kids could also re-spawn but they gave up after dying over and over. Sad but it's true. However none of them had the extreme amount of DETERMINATION this kid has. Every monster in the underground knows of the tale of Asriel and Chara like a bedtime story to warn their young of not doing stupid stuff. There is a reason the king is absorbing the seven souls to break the barrier instead of someone like Undyne.

No one REALLY knows for sure what happens to the monster when they absorbed human souls.

"...if you have this ability why don't you go and off the kid and becoming more powerful then?" Sans asked.

💧︎✌︎☠︎💧︎📬︎📬︎📬︎ 

✋︎❄︎🕯︎💧︎ ☟︎✌︎☼︎👎︎ ☜︎☠︎⚐︎🕆︎☝︎☟︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ☝︎✌︎❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎ 💧︎☟︎✌︎☼︎👎︎💧︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 💣︎✡︎💧︎☜︎☹︎☞︎ ✌︎👍︎☼︎⚐︎💧︎💧︎ 💧︎🏱︎✌︎👍︎☜︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ❄︎✋︎💣︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ☟︎✌︎✞︎☜︎ ✌︎ 👍︎☟︎✌︎☠︎👍︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 🏱︎☟︎✡︎💧︎✋︎👍︎✌︎☹︎ ☜︎✠︎✋︎💧︎❄︎☜︎☠︎👍︎☜︎📬︎ ✋︎ 👎︎⚐︎🕆︎👌︎❄︎ ✋︎ 👍︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎👎︎ ☜︎✞︎☜︎☠︎ ☹︎☜︎✌︎✞︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎💧︎ ☼︎⚐︎⚐︎💣︎📬︎

📬︎📬︎📬︎✋︎ 👌︎☜︎☹︎✋︎☜︎✞︎☜︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 💣︎☜︎❄︎ ☝︎⚐︎☠︎☜︎☼︎ 😐︎✋︎👎︎ ⚐︎☠︎👍︎☜︎✍︎

"S︎ans.︎.︎.︎ 

I︎t's hard enough to gather shards of myself across space and time to have a chance of physical existence. I dount I could even leave this room.

.︎.︎.︎I︎ B︎E︎L︎I︎E︎V︎E︎ Y︎O︎U︎ M︎E︎T︎ G︎O︎N︎E︎R︎ K︎I︎D︎ O︎N︎C︎E︎?︎"

Sans's eyes went dark. It was near the beginning, back before the kid's first genocide route when he met him.

A grey scale variation of monster kid that asked Sans about how he would feel about being forgotten. Sans immediately went to check in Snowdin and found Monster kid as happy as can be. Sans never saw Goner kid again. Sans could imagine life going on without him. He couldn't imagine his own brother not even knowing who he was.

"wait did whatever happened to monster kid happen to you?"

Gaster raised one hand in a 'so-so' gesture.

"geez. how many of you are there?"

✌︎❄︎ ☹︎☜︎✌︎💧︎❄︎ 💧︎⚐︎💣︎☜︎ ✞︎✌︎☼︎✋︎✌︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ☝︎⚐︎☠︎☜︎☼︎ 😐︎✋︎👎︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 💣︎✡︎ ☞︎⚐︎☹︎☹︎⚐︎🕈︎☜︎☼︎💧︎ 💧︎❄︎✋︎☹︎☹︎ ☜︎✠︎✋︎💧︎❄︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ☹︎✋︎✞︎☜︎ ✌︎ ☹︎✋︎☞︎☜︎📬︎ 

✋︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ 👍︎⚐︎💣︎🏱︎☹︎☜︎❄︎☜︎☹︎✡︎ ☜︎☼︎✌︎💧︎☜︎👎︎ ✌︎☞︎❄︎☜︎☼︎ ☞︎✌︎☹︎☹︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎⚐︎📫︎

✋︎❄︎ 💣︎✌︎❄︎❄︎☜︎☼︎💧︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎📬︎ ✋︎☞︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ ✌︎👌︎💧︎⚐︎☼︎👌︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 💧︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ⚐︎☠︎☹︎✡︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ✋︎ ✌︎💧︎😐︎ ✋︎☠︎ ☼︎☜︎❄︎🕆︎☼︎☠︎ ✋︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☠︎☜︎✠︎❄︎ ❄︎✋︎💣︎☜︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 💧︎☜︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎💧︎ 👎︎⚐︎⚐︎☼︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ 🕈︎✋︎☹︎☹︎ ☼︎☜︎❄︎🕆︎☼︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☞︎✌︎✞︎⚐︎☼︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ☟︎☜︎☹︎🏱︎ 💣︎☜︎📬︎ 

👎︎⚐︎ 🕈︎☜︎ ☟︎✌︎✞︎☜︎ ✌︎ 👎︎☜︎✌︎☹︎✍︎

"At least some variation of Goner kid and my followers still exist and live a life. 

I WAS COMPLETELY ERASED AFTER FALLING INTO-

It matters not. If you absorb the soul the only thing I ask in return is that the next time you see this door you will return the favour and help me.

DO WE HAVE A DEAL?"

Sans considered his options.

He could stop the kid for good. But he will be indebted to Gaster. But this is the first time he saw this door. What are the chances he would see it it again?

Also Sans knew deep inside that he was close to a breaking point. He couldn't take being a victim of the kid's whims anymore.

"fine. i'll give a shot." Sans shrugged.

Gaster grin got wider.

In a blink Gaster was in front of him and he placed a hand on Sans's chest. Sans's soul lights up briefly.

Sans quickly tries to shove him away but Gaster isn't exactly solid so it doesn't work.

Gaster returned to where he was standing and waved goodbye.

Sans for the first time in his life, physically ran.

Gaster could teleport. Sans didn't know anyone else who was capable of it. Except... for himself. The shortcuts.

Sans was so out of breath by time he made it back to Snowdin he fell face first into some snow.

"SANS?! DID I JUST SEE YOU RUN?!"

Sans heaved as he looked up to see Papyrus standing by the door step of their house. Guess he almost made to the house.

"never...gonna do it ...again." He muttered.

Papyrus picks up Sans by the hood of his hoodie to get him to stand up.

"SANS! SHOULDN'T YOU BE AT YOUR STATION?!"

Oh yeah. The kid should be coming pretty soon.

"got it paps. Just let me remember breathing is first. Sans gasped as he kept trying to breath. Why do anyone do running for fun? It's torture.

"SANS YOU LAZY BONES. A JOG WON'T KILL YOU. DON'T 'SWEAT' IT! NYHEHEHEHEHE!"

"damn. the student is becoming the master. good to see that you have a 'funny bone' paps." Sans said he used his sleeve to wipe the sweat off his skull.

"OH MY GOD SANS!-"

Sans was only half listening to Papyrus at this point as he went over the deal he made with Gaster.

i hope i made the right choice.

heh. choice. it's awhile since i made one that mattered... it feels kinda good. 

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Sans could tell that this was a Genocide run immediately. Great. 

The kid is dusting monsters left and right and soon the kid...

He remembered when the kid first came here. A little deadpan but kind in nature. Frisk had saved them. But on Genocide runs he has heard the Flower called them Chara before. Sans has a good guess on who the Flower is due to helping Alphys out in the true laboratory, and if it's the monster he thinks it is then it makes Sans question a lot more about the kid.

Sans sighed as he took a shortcut into his own little lab. It was room at the back of house. Papyrus never liked the room.

It was here Sans wasted years trying to fix and get back to something he's forgotten.

Forgotten.

Forgotten?

Sans shakes his head if these thoughts and looks at the picture. It's of Sans, Alphys and someone else. Sans remembered that Alphys wanted to try cosplay some anime. The third person had picked one at random and it was some mecha kind of show. All of them were in over the top outfits and you could barely tell it was them. Sans doesn't remember it super well but he can tell it was a fun day.

Sans smiled for a moment.

Then he figured out why the holed hands were familiar. The other person. Their hands were partially covered but could saw that the other person's hands had holes. 

What?

Don't Forget

What did Sans forget? Did he know Gaster? 

Sans trying to stay calm walked to the machine. It was broken. It couldn't work. But...

What was it supposed to do?

What was he trying to get back too? Why does he know Gaster? How much was his life affected by things he couldn't even recall?-

Sans kicked the machine. Some kind of liquid split onto his pink slippers.

"damnit!" 

Sans kicked the slippers off. They are completely stained and ruined. Great.

Sans shortcutted to his room to dig out an old pair of shoes. Black boots with pink laces. They aren't as comfy but they'll do.

Sans couldn't be here much longer. He didn't want to be around when the kid kills Pap-

stop thinking about it! you got to focus!

Sans debated tying his shoe laces before just leaving them be. Time to get this show on the road. He can think about missing memories and Gaster later. For now it's time to go to judgement hall.

It's time for the final judgement.

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"It's a beautiful day. Birds are singing. Flowers are blooming. It's on days like these...

Kids like you should be burning in hell."

Sans knew that the kid knew the pattern. But still thanks to Gaster, Sans now had a card up his sleeve.

He let the kid fall into routine and instead of the fight finally ends with him doing nothing. He trusted his instincts and-

A giant hand like Gaster's grabs the kid's chest. No. The kid's soul. It yanks once before pulling the soul out. 

Sans freezes before letting out a chuckle.

"So that's what he meant by 'lending me a hand' huh." He muttered.

Sans control the hand to hold the soul right in front of him. Moment of truth.

Sans reaches out and absorbs the soul.

Sans   LV 1  HP1

Sans could feel different. He couldn't put a finger on it but it was like he was more motivated or- 

Right, DETERMINATION. Duh.

The kid's body twitches on the ground. Right, it's not dead.

Sans avoids looking at the kid and looks around instead. 

what's with the yellow shiny spark?

Sans slowly puts one hand on it and-

Finally the kid is defeat

YOU ARE FILLED WITH DETERMINATION

SAVE  CONTINUE

Two orange buttons were at hand. 

"what the f-"

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It can't be this simple of a system.

Save

Continue

Three buttons that have the power to override reality and RESET wasn't even there! This can't be all that there is?! 

Sans was lying down in the snow of a mostly dead world. He had thought there was so much more going on to control time and space. But it's frustratingly simple.

"stop spiralling sans. you know science, you can figure this out."

Sans was about to walk to a save point when he asks himself,

"why does this power need to go to a location for save points can't i just summon the buttons?"

"That's a great question!"

Sans spun around to see the Flower.

"Howdy, I'm Flowey- WAIT DON'T!"

Sans had the Gaster Blasters out and was about to shoot him.

"why not Flower?"

"Because I know how saving and stuff works!"

Sans had a strong feeling before that the could save and reset like the kid. Sans does remember the Flower's boredom and insanity from when before the kid showed up. Sans always tried to stop him from interacting with Papyrus... but weeds find their way through cracks far too easily. The Flower may or may not know that Sans remembers, but just in case... Sans can play the fool for now.

"... go ahead and explain then."

"Can you turn off the Blasters first?"

"...fine."

 And that's how Sans spent his afternoon with Flowey. They went to an empty Grillby's to talk for hours.

"wait so this really functions like a video game?"

"Yep. I had the power until they came and had stronger DETERMINATION."

"huh. So... flowey right? How do i reset? it's not a button i can see."

Flowey winked at Sans.

"Oh I get it, you probably wanna get everyone back right? Well all you have to do is beat the game!" Flowey cheered.

"and how do i do that?"

"You go through or break the barrier!"

"...i see."

"But Sans, won't the soul just go back to Chara if you reset? I'm sure that they'll just go after you and Papyrus-"

"hey there-" Sans eyes sockets darkened "i would suggest not talking about my brother, asriel." 

With a flicker of light Sans shortcutted to the barrier.

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Sans rushed to the barrier. He didn't want to see Agore or any other monster that should of evacuated here. Sans remembered genocide routes that got abandoned partially. It was the first time he had ever heard Alphys say that she hated someone.

Sans just wants to reset it once to fix everything. He won't get bored like Flowey or Frisk- Chara- the kid either.

Sans stopped for to look at the barrier. It's shades shifting with strong magic the humans casted long ago. 

• You ask Sans if he is ready.

Sans turned around... but nobody was there. 

"am i having audio hallucinations?" Sans muttered to himself before stepping through the barrier.

Nothing. A black void. Except for the choice to CONTINUE or RESET.

The interface wasn't connected to any save point that Sans could see. His hand hovered over the reset button in... some feeling Sans couldn't quite describe. Fear? Hesitantation? Anticipation?

All Sans needed to do was RESET, get rid of the kid with Gaster's power and then break the barrier to get the true pacifist ending he and everyone else will have their happy ending-

• That won't work. You're stuck in the game Sans. If you get your 'happy ending' you'll just be back here.

Sans froze. It wasn't the same voice as the other one he heard. They sound similar and even familiar though. Sans couldn't see anyone in this void so how is he hearing voices?-

...Wait, did they say that Sans's plan wouldn't work?  

• You explain to Sans that until someone else becomes the Player, Sans will be the player. When you play a game you don't get to go further than the end even if the story says that you are. 

What?! 

Actually that... makes sense. Sans has played games before. It's like that with all fictional media. If the creator didn't make more than is no more and the person goes on with their life.

But the game IS Sans's life. Sans remembered the surface but if what the... voices say is true... (and Sans can't believe he's listening to voices but he did talk to a guy that doesn't exist earlier today so he can handle this insanity probably.) Then endings on the surface is basically a cut scene for a 'player'.

Does the surface even exist outside of the cutscenes? How much of this is just a fucking game?! 

Sans hated being controlled by kid and their false hope. Sans hated being controlled by Flowey before the kid even showed up and when Sans was a lost soul absorbed by Asriel. But Sans despised how reality itself is just a game, a cage. Sans didn't know how fake his existence is but he has had enough of this!

Sans instead of pressing a button, grabbed the interface. 

Games can be broken. Games can be hacked. All Sans needs is the willpower to do so. The DETERMINATION to accomplish it.

Sans heard something crack before the interface glitched and became ones and zeroes. 

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Sans wanted desperately to scream. The Ones and Zeroes- Code- Sans was drowning in it.

He couldn't comprehend what he saw. It was everything and nothing. Sans closed his eyes but he could see because he was code too. His hands burned-

He felt something grab him and Sans's brain stopped overloading.

Sans looked around, everything was still code but it wasn't like before. 

Sans looked at what what grabbed him. It was a Gaster hand. Did Sans summon it or was Gaster here?...

Sans looked around but saw nothing but code.

Sans took a breath. And then another.

At the third breath Sans felt okay. 

Sans looked at the code again. Sans knew code. From not just trying to repair the machine he couldn't remember or from working with Alphys when trying to give her a hand, but a time he couldn't quite remember. Story of his life.

Sans tried to grab a part of the code to analyse it but-

RING RING

Sans looked down to his pocket. Why was his phone ringing? 

Sans pulled out his phone and put on the side of his skull where an ear would be.

"it's been awhile, huh?"

Sans almost dropped the phone in shock. It was his voice.

"... i'll be honest. i have no idea what happened for you to get here. this is some sort of error- handling message. so if you're getting to this ending. tell whoever made the game okay? they'll fix it, or if it's for novel situation... they might even add another ending to the game.

chances are, though... you're just a dirty hacker, aren't you? Yeah get outta here."

...

Click

• You tell Sans that the game is warning him to not hack the game-

"shut up!" He yelled.

At this point everything was screwing with him. He could not afford to forget what to do now. For Paypyrus, for Alphys, for Tori, for Asgore, for Undyne, for the underground.

He was usually the Judge, but what he'll do won't leave his conscience clear.

But to be perfectly honest, Sans preferred not to be caged like a zoo animal to be looked and prod at. He wasn't here for anyone's entertainment.

Sans can judge himself if this fails, if he's still sane enough.

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FLOWEY POV

Flowey blinked. That reset took longer than he thought it would take.

Flowey knew what he should feel. Fear, outrage, terror. But he couldn't. The fact that Chara made him feel it for the first time in his new body is... something he doesn't want to think about.

Flowey wants nothing more than just to think that Chara is just messing with them. If this was Chara or even the kid their possessing (the kid looks so much like Chara but-) but it isn't.

Sans has always been a threat to Flowey. He has caused a lot of resets for Flowey back when he had the most DETERMINATION. Flowey could never tell if he could actually remember or was just that good at reading expressions. 

...But how did Sans know his true name? Flowey has never said it to him and Chara hasn't exactly been talkative. Not even Alphys knew and she's the reason he is now a soulless Flower.

But Sans got the human soul. He doesn't even know how to properly use it but just one soul is enough to make a monster more powerful beyond their capabilities, and Flowey has seen and been killed by those capabilities multiple times over.

 But with the game reseted to when that kid fell down and got possessed then Flowey can ask Chara what happened. Flowey saw the kid's body breathing but Sans had the soul. How in the hell does that work?!

The kid's body staggered into the grass patch as they looked at him. They looked shocked for once instead of that blank face or scary smile. 

"Well... what the freaking hell happened Chara? I thought-"

Flowey stopped to take a breath.

"Look Chara, I want to kill everything too but maybe... don't go to Snowdin? Sans-"

"you know it's rude to talk about people behind their backs, Asriel." A voice said behind him.

Flowey turned his stem and gasped. How did Sans get here?!?!?!

Something was wrong. Actually really wrong. Why did Sans being here feel so wrong?!

Chara took a step back before Sans summoned one of those dragon-looking skull Blasters point blank at Chara.

"you should be at LV 1 now. do you think you can have a bad time without grinding first?" Sans asked with a grin.

Flowey finally noticed that something was physically off with Sans. His shoes were back to normal with the pink slippers instead of those shoes he wore for some reason before the reset.

The weird thing was the slighty glowing orange lines on Sans's fingers. It was like a tech line pattern. 

And as Sans used his Blue soul attack to lift Chara closer to him his eye was different. It was supposed to be Blue and Yellow, not Blue and Orange.

Flowey realised that Sans was ignoring him. Did he think he was weak or something? How dare he!

Flowey summoned a circle of 'Friendliness pellets' around Sans.

"Hey Sans, don't try to take what's mine!" He yelled at the skeleton.

Sans eyes slowly looked down from Chara to him.

"do it then. but I gotta ask; do you want to have a bad time you soulless freak?"

Flowey looked into Sans's eyes and saw desperation and determination. Sans was losing it. But this felt somehow worse than Flowey or Chara's insanity, like Sans had done something taboo.

Flowey felt sweat as he stiffened. If only someone else was here to be a decoy then-

Wait a minute. Someone WAS down here that could fight Sans for him!

"TORIEL HELP! SOME MONSTER IS TRYING TO KILL A HUMAN!" Flowey screeched.

...But Nobody Came. Par for the course for Flowey.

"...wow. yelling for your mom for help? kinda pathetic. doesn't matter, she can't come right now."

"What? What did you do to her?"

"why do you care? you've killed both your parents multiple times over. i doubt you have the right to care at this point."

Why does the idea of Sans murdering his mom make his feelings go weird? Flowey has killed her over and over before.

Focus Flowey, Sans is going to kill you!

So Flowey did what Flowey does best, threaten people.

"You don't tell me what you did then I'll go after your disgusting weak excuse of a brother then-"

Burning light filled his version and it was over in a flash.

Sans's LV went up

Sans is now LV 2

2 HP

2 DP

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Sans flinched hard when his LV went up. 

it's fine, you have to do this, you can't break now-

Everytime Sans killed the kid tine immediately resets so he has never had his LV go up before. 

Sans looked the kid. They looked his hands. Sans had immediately shortcutted from Snowdin so he didn't get to process it properly but now looking at it. 

Orange circuit or tech pattern lines climbed from his fingertips to his knuckles. They were glowing slightly. Maybe it'll appear more as he messes with more code?

The kid looked away from his hands to behind Sans. The kid must be wondering where Tori is too. Sans had to break the game before resetting due to the fact that Tori would interfere. Tori told him once on a pacifist route how she met the kid. 

"The poor child was being attacked by a Flower so I saved them by throwing a fireball at the flowey."

Yeah he didn't want Tori to suffer a betrayal (because that's how she'll see because she can't- won't understand it even if he tried to explain it) then before he resetted he had her to be paused once a new game starts. Toriel will only go to this area Sans regains access to the code. Basically he deleted a 'scripted event'.

Sans summoned the Gaster hand in front the kid's floating body.

"any last words kid?"

The kid turned their face to him. They gave a searching look before shaking their head.

"welp, it's been horrible knowing ya."

The hand ripped the soul out and gave to Sans who immediately absorbed it. He dropped the kid too.

Sans held out his right hand and focused. The Orange lines became brighter and slightly longer as a new button appeared.

H̷̬͇̉̎̕A̸͙͒͆̄Ĉ̷̦̭̹K̶̡͖̭͛̉

Sans's smile got wider.

Time to get rid of a problem immediately.

>̷ ̵̨̈D̷͚̕e̸̗̓l̵͉͛e̵̝͂t̷͉͝e̸̕͜ ̴͈͒'̸͖̑f̵͕͗ĭ̴̫ḻ̷͛e̷͈̿1̶̮̊'̷͓͆ ̷̳̑"̵̺͘

̸͈̑"̴̹͘>̵͇̚ ̷̨͝S̵̰͗ȧ̷̹v̴̼͘ḛ̴͑.̶̪̈d̷̜͌a̶̪͂t̷͖̆à̵͇_̴̙̏ñ̷̢e̵̼̽w̴̙͠ ̷̦́a̸͔̒s̷͇̑ ̸̬̽'̸͓͛f̶̹̋i̸̢͘l̸̬̉e̴͉͊1̵̭̆'̴̼̂ ̸̢̇"̷̱̋

If things go wrong and Sans has to RESET then Flowey and kid are already taken care off and Sans has the human soul. 

Sans proceeded.

Toriel rubbed her face in confusion. It had felt like she was standing for longer than she had. What was she doing? Oh yes, she heard something at where humans fall and she was going to check it out.

She ran to find a child passed out on the grass.

"My child, are you alright?" She shook the child softly, but they didn't stir. They were too far from the hole to have passed out from the fall so maybe it was exhaustion? Regardless, she couldn't leave such a young child out here like this. Monsters might attack and bring them to Asgore to die. She refused to let another child die.

She scooped them up into her arms. As she looked at their face she was hit with some Dejavu. It was like that for the other children too. She felt like she knew them somehow. 

She shook off the nonsensical thoughts and walked to her home with the child still asleep.

Sans sighed as he watched Tori take the kid's soulless body away. 

She hasn't realised that their condition is closer to coma than being passed out yet. Maybe it will do her some good to look after a child again. At least this one couldn't kill her now.

• Killing the body would be some easy EXP.

True- Wait what?!

Sans was horrified! He just-

why the hell am i hearing voices anyways?! They stopped when I resetted but now they're back after i... took the... soul...shitshitshit-

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Sans was walking back and forth in his lab in his house. 

Sans had no regrets killing Flowey but he wished Flowey mentioned that the souls still had a conscience in them! Not to mention that this kid was already possessed with ANOTHER dead kid so now there is two different voices yapping in his or effecting his thoughts if he wasn't careful!

First one was Frisk. They are pretty neutral for better or worse. Sans was sure that this was the kid that had saved the monsters over and over until they got bored.

The other was Chara. Sans knew that the first human to fall was also called Chara and since Flowey/Asriel called them Chara then it was definitely that same kid.

Sans had never met the kid before they went and died but Sans has found those tapes in the true lab at Alphys when he went to drop off food for the amalgamates or when he went to visit her.

Alphys has held many secrets but even in a pacifist route neither of them would ever tell Tori or Asgore about the fact Chara planned their death and the plan to go the surface with Asriel.

Considering that it was Chara's voice trying to sway him to increase his LV, Sans thought this kid was absolutely crazy.

• Sans you are such a jerk!

Chara sounded like they were smiling and about to start giggling.

Sans let out a low rumble of a growl. 

He needed the soul so he tried to find their character files, but he couldn't.

In frustration Sans kicked something. In repeat from last loop it was the machine that then leaked onto his slippers so he chucked the boots with pink laces back on.

• You ask Sans if he's going to steal the six human souls or go through the barrier and kill six people.

Sans rolled his eye lights as he clenched his fists

"it wouldn't work. i'm not even a boss monster and it's scary for them to absorb a soul! i don't want to lose control of my body to bunch of kids! not to mention last time i went through the barrier the game ended!"

• It's a shame how small this world is. When I played I had a game over and waited for someone to take my soul and my game continued. 

"yeah that happened to all those other dead kids too. they gave up. but i won't. i have my brother and friends here, also i believe i told you that i gave up on the surface a long time ago."

Sans waited for a response from either of them. But nothing. Sans huffed as he walked into a shortcut to a Sentry Station. The kid can't show up now so he might as well take a well deserved nap.

Sans has won. He has two dangerous kids in his head, but he did it. The Underground is safe from them for good.

He's fine. Completely fine. 100% fine. He's fine.

• You tell Sans that he isn't as good of a liar to himself as he is to everyone else.

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Sans woke up to Papyrus shaking Sans.

"SANS! GET UP YOU LAZY BONES! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE ON LOOKOUT FOR HUMANS!"

Sans blinked before patting Papyrus on the shoulder.

"sorry bro, I just needed some rest. i'm bone tired."

"SANS!" Papyrus groaned.

Sans got up and walked towards the path to Snowdin.

"welp, i'm going to grillby's to get more energy. want me to pick up some fries for you?"

Sans turned to look at Papyrus who was looking at the other pathway that goes to the ruins.

"paps?..."

"...COMING. JUST THOUGHT- NEVERMIND."

Papyrus speed walked to Sans with a smile. Papyrus couldn't even notice the glowing lines on Sans.

Things went well until they got past the rock. This is usually where Sans and Papyrus talk before the kid shows up.

Papyrus stopped. He didn't even say anything and just looked at the rock with a frown.

"you alright?"

"I... DON'T... I-" Papyrus stopped talking as his limbs froze up and-

P̵̰͝a̷͉͒ṗ̶̲y̷͔̔r̴͉̉ǘ̵ͅs̶͕͊.̵̺͛ȇ̸̥x̸̖̐ẻ̸̺ ̴̞̉h̴̼̒a̷̞̅s̸̯̈́ ̵̬̃s̸͇͠t̴̙̕ó̵̢ṕ̴̡p̴̩͝é̴͖d̸̥͑ ̵̟͐w̵͔͋ö̶̮́r̷̬͗ǩ̶̠ỉ̷͈ṇ̶̇g̷̤͑

Sans jumped. What the hell is going on?! 

Sans was expecting Papyrus to feel some kind of dejavu or that something was wrong but WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!

• Maybe it's because the human isn't here?

"shut up!" Sans hissed through his teeth as he looked at Papyrus's blank expression. This didn't happen when the kid took control from Flowey or all those times Flowey didn't interact with monsters out of boredom!

• You suggest to Sans that this because of the HACK. Determination is something natural. Being able to alter code isn't.

That made some amount of sense. Sans didn't truly know what hacking can and can't do and now looking at the code... it looked like some bits were missing. Like the events that could and should have happened were corrupted due to missing data.

"how am i supposed to fix this mess?!" Sans exclaimed as he held skull with his two hands.

• Isn't it obvious? Just modify your brother's code and rewrite what should be happening.

Sans's eye sockets widened.

"but that's... i don't want to control papyrus like that! he has his own free will like anyone else!"

• You won't have to fix your broken brother forever probably. Just until you get past the events. Then you can pretend that everyone has true free will again

Sans gritted his teeth.

"what do you get out of it?! you don't exactly strike me as someone who wants to help... chara."

• Well I do want us to destroy everything. But this is an interesting enough distraction for now. Also I am great at helping! I helped Frisk become stronger and they gave me their soul to go back again after I ERASED everything.

Erase? Something Sans can afford to think of later. For now Sans has to... save his brother.

Sans could hear Chara snicker at him from his souls.

Papyrus jumped to life after Sans recoded him. 

"SANS LET'S GO TO GRILLY'S! I'LL RACE YOU! NYHEHEHEHE!" 

Papyrus hugged his brother and ran.

Sans sighed as he looked at his brother. This is how Papyrus is. He only fixed him. He rewrote code for every future event he could think of but Sans knew that there was blank and corrupted events he missed. It would be easier-

Sans grabbed his own arms tight as he shook. NO! It would be easier to get rid of those trigger entirely but San's would have to-

stop thinking about it! It isn't right!

• ...You ask Sans and Chara if every other monster is not working and corrupted with gaps of code too.
• ...

"...shit."

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U̷n̷d̸y̶n̸e̷.̴e̷x̸e̷ ̷h̶a̸s̴ ̵s̶t̶o̵p̵p̶e̵d̴ ̷w̸o̴r̴k̸i̸n̵g̸

̵A̶l̷p̷h̵y̸s̴.̷e̷x̵e̴ ̵h̶a̵s̴ ̶s̶t̴o̴p̷p̸e̷d̸ ̴w̸o̶r̴k̶i̴n̵g̶

̸M̴e̸t̴t̴a̷t̸o̸n̴.̴e̵x̶e̴ ̶h̵a̴s̴ ̴s̴t̷o̴p̸p̶e̶d̶ ̵w̴o̴r̸k̷i̸n̷g̶

̴A̶s̴g̵o̴r̸e̵ ̷D̸r̵e̷e̸m̷u̷r̶r̵.̶e̷x̸e̸ ̸h̴a̶s̷ ̴s̴t̶o̸p̷p̶e̸d̸ ̸w̶o̴r̶k̴i̴n̴g̸

̷M̸o̴n̴s̵t̸e̸r̷ ̸K̷i̷d̵.̴e̸x̴e̸ ̵h̷a̵s̷ ̸s̶t̶o̵p̸p̸e̵d̶ ̸w̵o̷r̷k̴i̸n̴g̷

̸G̸r̴i̶l̴l̴y̶-̷

Sans was shaking by the time he had to rewrite every monster that the kid affected. 

Some of them he had never even talked to but he had to rewrite their consciousness.

• You know what you've done is temporary. You have to do more than rewriting over events-

"enough!" Sans yelled before covering his mouth.

Sans sitting on his mattress in his room. He didn't want to face the town let alone his brother right now. What kind of sane individual goes and messes with their loved heads like that?!

• You. Think of it like a price to pay for gaining the ability to HACK. Besides once enough time passes no more events can be triggered so all's well that ends well.

There was a part of Sans that agreed with Chara. Logically he should stop these triggers from even happening. But that would require Sans to mess with more than events. He would be altering who they are at their core. It feels like a line that shouldn't be crossed. His sanity was already in shambles, no need to make it worse.

"it will be fine. once the events end then thing will fine... until gaster rears his head." Sans mutters.

• Gaster? Like the mystery man?

"mystery man?"

• You explain fun values, Gaster Followers and the grey room with the mystery man.

"...well that's interesting and all but I refuse to reset and undo my hard work."

• For now...

"shut the hell up." 

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Sans at Alphys lab looking at Blueprints for the DT extractor. Sans is pretty sure Alphys made the machine but... this isn't her hand writing. Not mention that DT extractor kinda looks like a Gaster Blaster-

• And Asriel's Hyper Goner.

hyper what?

• You explain to Sans Asriel's abilities when he absorbs all the human and monster souls.

oh.

Sans can vaguely remember what it was like being apart of Flowey/Asriel.

He was a lost soul who wanted to give up but he still stuck with what was Papyrus's lost soul. Then the kid (probably Frisk) saved them. Something something happens and then Asriel uses the souls to break the barrier thanks to Frisk doing something. 

Sans was shocked he even remembered that much. 

hyper goner... like goner kid?

• Maybe Asriel killed Monster Kid over and over until that happened. I mean, that's what he wanted to do with us in non-Genocide playthroughs. 

so you've been around since the pacifist days then Chara?

• Of course. I was never a great person but when Frisk started killing I became stronger and I realised something. This is all worthless and I wanted to ERASE everything.

"fun stuff, truly." Sans remarked dryly as he got in the elevator.

"heya alphys."

"oh h-hi Sans." 

Alphys was sitting on her bed watching some magical girl show. Seems a bit more violent then what she usually likes. Sans was into darker stuff but Alphys loves the more wholesome animes.

Sans was about to ask her about the extractor but he noticed the teary eyed look to the girl with black hair hugging the girl with pink hair.

"...you okay?"

"Uh y-yeah. I just- I wish- You think Undyne would ever w-want to hug m-me like t-that?"

Sans blinked and then blinked again. Since when did Alphys talk about her crush on Undyne out loud? 

• What an idiot. Those two morons deserve each other.

shut it. I have to figure out what I'm supposed to say.

• You suggest talking to Undyne about Alphys to get the letter.

letter?

Sans remembered Undyne going to the dump to a date after handing some letter to the kid in Pacifist timelines. Alphys and Undyne starting being girlfriends after that. 

Sans cared for Alphys but 1000% the last person to talk about love life, so for once he'll take the advice of the kid and check out this letter.

• You should probably delete this memory from Alphys too. Or else she might think you're ignoring her or worse... she'll ask you for more love advice.

...

Sans walked up to Undyne's house. He knew that Undyne should be with Papyrus at his house in order to get the letter but the code can be altered to just give the letter now.

Sans knocked on Undyne's door.

"Oh hey Sans. Papyrus's cooking training ended an hour ago so he isn't here."

"Yeah I know." 

Time to try out a new hacking trick.

"h̴e̶y̴ ̵u̴n̷d̵y̶n̴e̶?̷ ̶d̸o̴ ̴y̷o̶u̶ ̵h̵a̸v̶e̸ ̶a̶ ̵a̴ ̸l̷e̸t̶t̸e̴r̴ ̴i̴ ̶c̷a̷n̴ ̵g̵i̷v̶e̶ ̵t̴o̴ ̸a̷l̶p̸h̸y̴s̸?̷"

He was so familiar with everybody's code at this point he can alter in current time. (He tried really hard to not think about what he can do. He tried really hard to not think about how much he can control them. He really tries. But it doesn't work.)

"Oh yeah, I do." Undyne says blankly as she gives the letter to Sans.

"thanks undyne, catch ya later."

(Sans tries hard not to think about how blank they all become at times. It doesn't work.)

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Sans before getting DETERMINATION would had wept at what Sans does daily. 

Every day Sans walks from New Home to the Ruins to find monsters who are glitching out. He goes through every nook and every pathway. 

Then he checks on the kid's body and Tori. Tori doesn't remember the visits though. The kid's body is still kicking somehow. Sans never claimed to understand the human body perfectly apart from how to kill it, but Sans is pretty sure that humans need medical equipment to stay in a coma for this long and still live. Yet it won't. Sans didn't feel like risking the game breaking if the kid's body died (and he didn't want to raise his LV even more than what it already is) so them alone for now.

However Sans was going through Hotland when he saw it. It was a grey monster like Goner kid.

Sans tried to access its code but-

G̷a̷s̴t̷e̶r̵ ̸F̷o̴l̶l̷o̵w̸e̴r̴.̶e̴x̶e̸-̸
̶E̶R̷R̸O̶R̵ ̶c̴a̸n̶n̶o̷t̴ ̷a̵c̸c̴e̶s̴s̴

What the what?!

Sans can access and alter codes for corrupted monsters but he can't even look at this guy's code. It's even more corrupted!

Sans then realised that he was just staring at the guy so he gave a wave. It felt kind of weird to not know a person at this point. It was actually putting him on edge a little.

"It makes sense why ASGORE took so long to hire a new Royal Scientist. After all, the old one... Dr. Gaster.  What an act to follow! They say he created the CORE. However, his life... was cut short. One day, he fell into his creation, and... Will Alphys end up the same way?"

Sans eye lights went dark.

"excuse me?"

But the monster didn't respond. It's giant eyes looking at either nothing or everything.

"how do you know gaster?!"

Nothing 

"̶A̶n̷s̵w̷e̵r̸ ̴m̸e̷.̸"̶

Nothing.

Sans took a breath and walked away. 

• You tell Sans of the other two Gaster Followers's fun values.

"I'm not gonna reset-"

• Sans. Why don't you just change the fun value. You are probably smart enough to do that.

"...i hate when you brats have an idea."

• You warn Sans of Fun Value 66 because that's where Gaster is.

"noted."

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"Alphys might work faster. But the old Royal Scientist, Doctor W.D. Gaster? One day, he vanished without a trace.They say he shattered across time and space.

Ha Ha... how can I say so without fear? I'm holding a piece of him right here."

Sans took a step back. This is clearly the monster who worries about donuts from Muffet but he's holding a... head? 

• How does some idiot SHATTER their existence? 

no clue. how does the ghost of a human show up years after they die to soul piggyback another kid?

• ...DETERMINATION?

Sans sighed and looked at the head. Yeah Sans didn't want to interact with Gaster himself. Gaster has the upper hand of knowing so much about Sans. Alphys and Asgore have no clue what a Gaster is so he's forced to resort to talking to the followers and goners. 

Goner kid is the same as last time and some Clam monster was talking about meeting someone called 'Suzy' soon. Sans doesn't know what some neighbour's kid has to do with Gaster but he's put a pin in it for now.

"I understand why ASGORE waited so long to hire a new royal scientist. The previous one... Dr. Gaster. His brilliance was irreplaceable. However, his life... was cut short. One day, his experiments went wrong, and... Well, I needn't gossip.

After all, it's rude to talk about someone who's listening."

Sans flinched at that. Just what power does being shattered across reallty and the space time continuum give a monster?

• You ask Sans what he'll do now.

that can't be it. there's gotta be something else left in the code.

Sans was about to try looking through fun values and code again when his phone rang. Sans paused for a moment before grabbing his. There's only one monster that has his number in this timeline.

"y'ello?"

"SANS YOU LAZYBONES! I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN DAYS! JUST WHERE THE HECK IN THE UNDERGROUND HAVE YOU BEEN?!"

"uh... just... around."

"OH MY GOD SANS. WE'LL TALK WHEN YOU GET HOME RIGHT FOR DINNER!"

"got it bro."

Sans sat on the couch eating the pasta. Papyrus was getting really good at cooking these days. This might even be edible! Papyrus is always cool like that.

Papyrus sat stiffly next Sans as he watched him.

"... do i have something on my face bro?"

"SANS... ARE.YOU ALRIGHT?"

Sans almost choked on a meatball at that question. Papyrus was holding one arm awkwardly as he kept talking.

"IT'S JUST... YOU ALWAYS SEEMED TO BE ON THE MOVE LATELY. USUALLY I CAN FIND YOU SLEEPING ON THE JOB. BUT YOU'VE BEEN ALL OVER THE UNDERGROUND AND YOU DIDN'T COME HOME FOR DAYS! I WAS WORRIED THAT SOMEONE HAD HURT YOU. JUST SOMETHING SEEMS DIFFERENT ABOUT YOU BROTHER AND I'M WORRIED."

Sans's skeletal throat felt tight and his eye sockets were hot.

"geez paps, you look like someone pasta away with a face like that." Sans tried to joke, but the his voice betrayed him by being croaky.

Papyrus hugged Sans (and it occurred to Sans that he hasn't had physical contant for a long time) with a warm grip.

"PLEASE JUST TELL ME. I PROMISE YOU THAT THE GREAT PAPYRUS CAN HANDLE IT."

• You tell Sans that Papyrus loves him and just wants to help.

Sans froze.

"hey papyrus? ̴.̷.̴.̶j̸u̵s̸t̶ ̷i̸g̸n̵o̸r̶e̷ ̶i̶t̴.̷ ̷
̷s̷a̶n̷s̷ ̵i̶s̷ ̸f̶i̶n̶e̷ ̶s̶o̸ ̵y̸o̸u̷ ̸w̶i̷l̵l̵ ̸l̷e̷a̸v̴e̶ ̵m̴e̴ ̶b̶e̷ ̸i̸f̷ ̵y̵o̸u̶ ̷t̷h̸i̴n̴k̴ ̸i̷'̴m̴ ̴n̵o̵t̶ ̷o̵k̶a̵y̵.̷
̷i̸g̷n̴o̷r̷e̵ ̷i̶t̴.̴"

Sans felt Papyrus's hold go slack.

"...okay."

Sans couldn't let Papyrus get involved in this. He didn't deserve any of this. This is better.

Sans watched a blank Papyrus walk up the stairs to his room and shut the door quietly, forgetting to grab his own dishes to put in the kitchen so he can wash it.

Sans gripped his forearms tightly. 

• You really are a glutton for punishment aren't you?-

"shut up!"

Sans focused on keeping breathing steady and shoving his anger and self loathing away from Chara's influence.

This was better. 

This had to be better.

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Undertale

what a weird name.

Sans laid down on his mattress. With one hand he was messing with code and learning everything there is to know. Rooms, Scripts, etc.

With the other hand he was playing with a heart locket. Not just any, Chara's heart locket. 

• I appreciate you grabbing that for me-

"I didn't do it for that reason."

• Right right. It's stats are pretty good. 

Sans sighed and rolled over. 

He couldn't see Chara or Frisk but he got the feeling that they weren't seeing things through his eyes but rather as ghosts, sort of. It's a theory he's still working on.

• You ask Sans how's he is feeling.

"oh, you so concerned when you killed me for umpteenth time about my feelings, clearly."

• You remind Sans that many pacifist and neutral runs exist-

"you still chose to do a genocide run more than once. i told you not come back if you really cared whenever you tried to spare me in a genocide run."

• And what were we supposed to do? Float in black void forever or become a control freak like you?

Sans clenched his fists hold the locket chain.

"you killed-"

• Yes Sans, I killed and manipulate monsters. But at least I'm not lying to myself about my nature. You're like us Sans. You're crazy.

Sans gritted his teeth and focused on the code.

• You ask Sans if it was truly necessary to make his brother ignore his pain.

"I refuse to let Papyrus be wrapped up in all of this!" Sans hissed through his teeth.

• You ask Sans if it was truly necessary to make everyone ignore him and his pain.

"...everyone is happier this way. this is better."

• Better than what?

Before Sans could answer his eyes focused on something in the code.

room_gaster.

Apart from the followers and the blasters, this is the only thing that's still named after Gaster.

Sans needed to find out about Gaster so this looked like a promising lead. 

It was an area that didn't exist. room 264. It might be dangerous to force a shortcut there so before he left he went outside to the nearest save point before going.

(Sans puts the locket in his INVENTORY.)

The idea of finding the truth of [CORRUPTED DATA] fills you with DETERMINATION.

It was a black void.

It was almost suffocating dark. 

As Sans proceeding something written Wingdings scrolled across his vision. (Sans still wondered how can translate verbal and written Wingsing with ease.)

☜☠❄☼✡ 📂🖮

👎✌☼😐 👎✌☼😐☜☼ ✡☜❄ 👎✌☼😐☜☼

❄☟☜ 👎✌☼😐☠☜💧💧 😐☜☜🏱💧 ☝☼⚐🕈✋☠☝

🏱☟⚐❄⚐☠💧 ☼☜✌👎✋☠☝ ☠☜☝✌❄✋✞☜

❄☟✋💧 ☠☜✠❄ ☜✠🏱☜☼✋💣☜☠❄

💧☜☜💣💧

✞☜☼✡

✞☜☼✡

✋☠❄☜☼☜💧❄✋☠☝

📬📬📬

🕈☟✌❄ 👎⚐ ✡⚐🕆 ❄🕈⚐ ❄☟✋☠😐

ENTRY 17

DARK DARKER YET DARKER

THE DARKNESS KEEPS GROWING

PHOTONS READING NEGATIVE

THIS NEXT EXPERIMENT

SEEMS

VERY

VERY

INTERESTING

...

WHAT DO YOU TWO THINK

Sans frowned. Is that it? This was the last Gaster related thing he could find and it didn't give him enough information. What does Negative Photons even mean? And who were the other two?!

Sans looked around and blanched at what was behind him.

A Grey door, like the one from Waterfall.

...

• Shoot.

• ...You say shit.

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Sans stared at the door. Gaster's deal was floating his head. It was time to do the favour that he wanted.

Sans wanted so badly to run but something inside him told him that if would be a very bad idea.

• You can't lose to him. You have the human soul. We can kill him!

Sans could feel Chara's blood-lust (and fear) at the prospect of fighting Gaster.

• You tell Sans that he should hear Gaster out first before attacking.

Sans nodded reluctantly as he walked to the door. 

The door handle was cold.

As the door shut behind him he saw Gaster in the exact spot he was in last time.

Gaster smiled like the cat that caught the canary.

"Ah hello there Sans, you've been busy lately."

"...i suppose it has. wish it was longer. you know, distance makes the heart grow fonder or something."

"Now where would be the fun in not talking to someone from my past?"

"still don't remember you old man."

"I suppose not."

Gaster looked to the space next Sans.

"How is the human soul? I can only imagine what it's like to have added commentary in you head."

• Can he see us?
• You shrug at Chara's question.

"i'm dealing with it. now let's cut to the chase, you helped me so what do you want in return?"

Gaster's goopy form got slightly closer.

"I am thrilled you asked. Tell me Sans, do you like games?"

Sans thought about his game like reality.

"not particularly. what kind of game are you talking about?"

"The kind I'm talking about are puzzles and treasure hunts. To make something complete. To find what you've been looking for despite not knowing what it is truly."

"so you want me to find something? shouldn't mister 'shattered across time and space' be able to find stuff better than me?"

Gaster let out a chuckle.

"Well that's the thing Sans, I need you to find me."

• What?

"... you might want to elaborate on that."

"Of course. You know about how I'm shattered. This part of me is one of my bigger fragments. I am everywhere and nowhere at once. But I can't manifest a weak form like this for most fragments. I am forever separated. But what if I had someone who could gather them for me?"

"ummm... i don't think i can travel time and space to find needles in universal haystacks."

"Surely your ability to HACK will allow to leave the game. Have you tried?"

"no... but i still don't know how to find these pieces of you. Should i just go to Waterfall in every reset or something."

Gaster grinned got wider.

"You're still thinking too small Sans. They may all be Undertale in some form but it's not just what you've experienced. Some start off like Undertale but go off course like this. Others were never like Undertale to begin apart from some names or species. Everything that has happened is just a grain of sand in an ever expanding desert. There are also individuals who traverse these 'Alternate Universe's as well. This is where I am."

That's a lot to take in. Not timelines, but Alternate Universes. The scientific part of Sans would love to find out about this in greater detail. The other part is extremely paranoid now.

"so even if I found my way to an alternate universe then... how would i find you?"

That's where I suggest a... risk. If you take this risk then you'll be on a time limit but you'll be able to find the fractures much quicker."

"apart from honouring our deal, what would i have to gain from this?"

"You do realise that while everything is code, it's not all a game like ours. I can copy the code from an Alternate Universe and change our game. Wouldn't like the game to continue to the surface. Wouldn't you like the monsters to not crash constantly? All these things can happen in other Alternate Universes so why not ours? Think about it Sans. 

If you complete the deal I will able to exist again and you will still have the control to protect your loved ones while living a better life on the surface. Doesn't that sound interesting?"

Sans felt the air leave his metaphorical lungs. 

"...you do realise that being uncorrupted and shattered means that I can control you too?"

"Mayhaps, but it's a risk I'm willing to take. Do you feel the same?"

• You ask Sans if he trusts Gaster.

...

• You can't be serious. 

it's not about trust. it's the best way to help my friends and my brother.

Everyone wants to go to the surface. Sans could still access the code up there too in this supposed version. 

Sans is DETERMINED to take this risk.

"fine gaster, i'll take a risk. if this is all a lie though you will have a bad time to say the very least."

Gaster was suddenly in front of Sans.

Well then, it's a deal. I will warn you that this will hurt for only a moment."

Before Sans could retaliate, Gaster's hand went into Sans chest and pulled out his monster soul. His soul then shattered, leaving only a small shard left. The shard went back into Sans as he dropped to the ground in pain.

• You call out for Sans in fear.

Sans shakily got to his hands and knees. 

"what the hell did you do?"

"Relax Sans. Your soul is shattered but you're not part of the void and you have the human soul still so you're fine for now. Your soul fragments are with mine. Track your soul down and you'll find mine. I would not waste to much time however. You could end up like the amalgamates with the overload of DETERMINATION, you could lose control to human soul, or something else entirely could occur. 

But I doubt you would want to find out.

I'll see you again when you've collected all the fragments."

Gaster's eye lights flashed bright before he vanished.

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Sans almost staggered his way out of the room. 

He wanted to lie down because of the pain but he couldn't. He had to go get those fragments ASAP.

Sans altered the code to make the Gaster Follower holding the head show up.

Sans had snatched out of his hands immediately. The follower stared but did nothing. 

The head became goopy in his hands and then turned into two soul fragments. One of them reunited with Sans's soul, the other Sans put in his inventory.

Sans then stormed off.

He was pacing by his Hotland station. He needed to leave but he felt like he was leaving his own Alternate Universe vulnerable without him. 

• You suggest altering the code to make a way for the intruding Alternate Universe travellers to be trapped until Sans gets the chance to save them.

"not a bad idea kid." Sans said begrudgingly.

Sans was about to leave when-

• So are you just going to leave without saying goodbye? If you die and not come back here then aren't you abounding your poor weak brother?

...

"hey paps, imma go somewhere, brb."

"OH... OKAY."

Sans ignored how blank Papyrus is these days and walked away. He ignored how blank everyone is these days as said his goodbye to all his friends.

Would you like to exit Undertale UnderControl?

guess that's the name of this Alternate Universe?

Sans proceeded.

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Sans came to his senses face first in some snow.

did i blackout?

• You say you aren't sure.

The memories of travelling to wherever he is now are all a mess. 

Where is here anyways?

Sans flicked his hand and the HACK button appeared.

Sans looked over at the code. 

UnderSwap

"so i really made to another universe? heh." 

• I wonder what 'Swap' even means... should you HACK further and find out?
• You think that's a bad idea. You mention that this Alternate Universe might not be as rigid as the one they came from.

plus it'll be rude to go as far into the code than we already have. i'll just find the fragment and go.

Sans didn't mention how much he also wanted to HACK. His fingers twitched so he played them in his hoodie.

Sans trudged through the snowy woods when he saw the weirdest thing.

It was Sans and Papyrus arguing with a kid hiding behind a conveniently kid shaped lamp.

But a lot of things were wrong with this picture.

• Wait is that me?! Am I alive?!

The kid was wearing a green and yellow sweater with brown pants and shoes. They had brown hair, pale skin and rosy cheeks. 

Sans had never seen Chara in the flesh but he knew that it was Chara instinctively.

As for Sans and Papyrus...

This Sans was wearing battle body outfit that was grey and blue with a light blue bandana instead of a Cape. He seemed to have way to much energy and effort than Sans will have even with DETERMINATION.

The Papyrus was wearing a redish coloured hoodie and... WAS SMOKING?!

The two were standing the opposite positions that would happen normally too. It's like they swapped...

Oh.

Oh!

• You mention how this seems to be a neutral or pacifist run.

Sans blinked. Right, genocide kid doesn't even play along with the lamp charade. 

"MWHEHEHEHEH!" The other Sans laughs before going away "HEH!"

this is kind of disturbing. is that what i would like if i impersonating papyrus? 

• Hmm... do you smoke? 

no! i have no clue why papyrus is freaking smoking!

There was that dog guard that smoked dog treats and Burgerpants who just smoked normal cigarettes but otherwise Sans didn't know any monster who smoked.

• You point out that other Chara is gone and other papyrus is looking here.

Sans looked up from his hiding spot. Papyrus was right in front in him.

"..."

"..."

"hey there, you're from those au things right?" Other Papyrus asked.

"...yep. i'm from an alternate universe. that's what au means right?"

"it's easier to just say au. what's with those orange lines all over you?" 

Sans looked at the circuit lines that go to just above his elbows. No one has noticed them before so he hasn't been self conscious of them until now.

"...it's just something from my... au."

"okay. so what are you doing here buddy?" 

"i'm looking for something that belongs to my au. i'll leave after that."

"hmm... a few au hoppers have come here already, you mind if i help you out?"

"...sure." 

Sans had already starting tracking the soul shard before saw the 'Swaps' so he just followed where to go.

"so... what's your au called?" Swap Papyrus asked.

"uhh... undercontrol. it used to be called undertale though."

"so your an at then?" 

• What's an AT?

"and that is?" Sans asked because he wanted to know too.

"at stands for alternate timeline. its when it starts as one au but branches off wildly and becomes it's own kind of au called an at."

"hmm. is this common knowledge for au travellers?"

"the ones that visited me told me that. they also told me how there's heaps of underswaps."

"so theoretically i could meet another you?"

"yep."

Sans stopped in his tracks. He knelt down and put his hand into the snow. He pulled out some black and white goop before it turned into two soul fragments. One joined with Sans's soul and the other went into his inventory.

"welp. that my cue to leave."

"hmm, before you go can i ask something?"

"sure."

"your LV is 2 correct?"

Sans stood straight and turned around to face Swap Papyrus. The skeleton had finally taken the cigarette out of his mouth and was holding it in his hand while he stared down Sans.

"don't come back here if you plan to increase that LV alright? Otherwise, you're gonna have a bad time."

In blink Papyrus vanished.

"..."

• Did Papyrus just threaten you? That's hilarious!
• You ask Sans if he's alright.

"m'fine." Sans muttered as he summoned the HACK button. His other fist clenched.

The soul shard was ever smaller than the first one, meaning that all the shards will be irregular shapes. Maybe he'll find a bigger shard next.

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Sans got up quicker than last time. He was leaning on a window in... the throne room?

It looked like the throne room, it had the Flowers, but the throne was menacing and eerie. 

Sans looked out the window. The whole Underground looked dark. 

Red, Gold, Black. All the colours were dark leaving a few ominous colour bold.

• Can't you feel the LV in the air Sans?!

Sans was the judge. He still had KR and knew how many LV and EXP someone had just by looking at them. But Sans had never felt the air so heavy with violence.

He used HACK to check the name of the world. That was the minimum amount of HACK he was allowing himself in these au's.

Underfell

Fell? What does that even mean?

Regardless, Sans didn't want to be here any longer than he had too.

Luckily, he could tell the fragment was in the throne room.

Sans walked carefully in the flowers until he found one with one too many petals. He ripped the extra petal off and it's turned goopy and black and white before becoming two soul fragments. One joined his own and the other went into his inventory.

Sans let out a sigh of relief. It was a bigger fragment than Underswap's at least.

"And what do you think you are doing here?!"

Sans turned around quickly, crushing a flower in the process.

It was Asgore, but wrong. Not like Swap Papyrus though.

Sans's Asgore was a monster who didn't need KR to constantly feel his sins. He was a truly regretful king who thought of his people first most of the time. Sans might be Tori's friend but he understood Asgore's morals more. (Especially now with all the responsibilities of HACK and fixing all the code.)

Tori, Papyrus, Alphys, hell even Frisk at one point, they're all pacifistic. 

But Sans related more to Asgore and even Undyne's ways. If it wasn't for that promise, the kid would had died much sooner. 

Asgore had chains of guilt and duty as he willingly became a murderer and raise LV for all monster kind.

(Sans remembered Asgore confiding in him that one of the human kids told him about dying over and over. Sans pretended to be shocked but he genuinely comforted the giant monster.)

But this wasn't his Asgore.

Blond fur was black and his armor and Cape were dark. Angry, cold eyes stared him down like he was a disgusting bug. A sharper red trident in hand with a higher LV.

• You ask Sans what's he going to do.

i dunno!?!?!

• FIGHT

no!

"... hey there asgore. lookin' sharp." Sans said eyes the deadly trident.

"Do you think you're clever?! You barely look like that idiot Sans, but even he would have the common sense to not come here and crush one my flowers!"

"well, what if i'm not sans?" He said desperately. No one would ever believe that.

The evil Asgore almost smiled.

"You know... I've always wanted to crush Sans's skull with my own bare hands. This is close enough!"

Fell Asgore aimed for Sans.

"IN THIS WORLD, IT IS KILLED OR BE KILLED!"

Sans immediately shortcutted and then HACKED his way out of there.

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Sans got up roughly, almost tripping over in the process. 

That Underfell AU was so messed up. Asgore just tried to kill him!

• You ask Sans if he is alright.

"I'm fine." He gritted as he got up from the blue floorboards.

"Are you sure?"

Sans looked up.

It was Tori. 

She had a dark blue and yellow sweater, a dark blue skirt and an apron with that royal deltarune symbol... but it was her.

Sans took a step back with caution. So far he's threatened by Papyrus and Asgore attempted to murder him. He not exactly super jazzed about the multiverse in general.

Tori put her hands up in a peaceful surrender.

"It is quite alright. My name is Toriel and this is my home. I don't know how you got here but I promise I won't harm you."

She seemed genuine. Sans was pretty good at reading faces so he wanted to believe her.

Sans sighed and put his hands in his pockets.

"m'kay."

Tori smiled before looking at his arms in worry. 

"Are you feeling alright? You look tired and those orange lines don't look good."

"uh. the lines are sort of normal for me. as for the tiredness i just been exhausted with all the... travelling i have been doing recently."

Sans did actually feel tired. He hasn't slept well even before he started travelling the AUs. But constantly tearing his way to other AUs takes a lot of energy. Maybe he'll get used to it and be able to endure for longer but for now he wanted to just sit down.

• What about that deadline that Gaster warned?
• You counter Chara by saying that Sans should rest before he passed out in an un-safe AU or something worst.

Sans tried to ignore the running commentary.

"...I was about to bake a snail pie, but I could go and make Cinnamon or Butterscotch if you want to stay. You could take a nap while I'm out." Tori suggested.

Sans debated with his thoughts before agreeing with what Frisk said earlier.

"sure, just wake me up for dinner. don't let me sleep longer than i should."

Sans waited for Tori to leave before HACKING to find the AU's name.

OuterTale

like the opposite of under?

Sans peaked out from Tori's front door. They were in a cavern with glowy crystals.

wonder what the name means then.

• You tell Sans to actually sleep.

"so glad to have a friend like you." He muttered sarcastically as he sat on Tori's chair. 

• It's Chairiel!

Sans almost snickered as he tried to sleep. (He didn't want to sleep in the spare room. He didn't want to sleep on those child beds. He didn't want to be in the recreation of Chara and Asriel's room.)

Sans was asleep for maybe an hour or two before Toriel softy shook him awake.

"I don't usually wake people up, but you asked me to so-"

She passed him a plate with Butterscotch and Cinnamon pie on it.

Sans tried to get off the chair (chairiel) so Tori could sit on it but she insisted that he stayed on it as she sat on the floor with her own slice of pie.

Sans hasn't had one since the last pacifist run so gave a try.

It was almost exactly the same.

When both of them had finished eating and Sans did the dishes as a thank you for the pie, Sans sat on the floor with Tori.

"so...uh. thanks but i gotta go. thanks for the food and rest."

"No problem, but may I ask you a question?"

"shoot."

"You're not the monster I know from the other side of the door, are you? You sound similar but more stressed and in pain."

Sans eyes widened.

"no. i'm not from here. i'm... not supposed to be anywhere in this place."

"Are you from another planet?" 

"i'm not an alien tori...el."

"I apologise for prying, but where are you from then?"

Sans thought about. He didn't have to gave any details.

"I'm from another universe. it's called undercontrol. your universe is called outertale."

"Oh! That makes sense! So you're like different version my friend?"

"yep."

"...I really wished I asked the royal scientists about this kind of stuff before because this is pretty amazing!"

"i guess. hey you said that the name makes sense right? What does outertale even mean?"

"Were monsters not banished to space in your universe?"

"what?! We're banished underground in mine?! i thought we were underground here too!"

"Oh this is the caverns. You said you needed to find something right? Maybe it's out of the caverns so you'll get the chance to see space then."

Sans focused on the soul shard. It was definitely out of the ruins/caverns.

"...it is."

"Then would you like me to guide you out of here,"

"thanks but no thanks. other me or someone else might see me. don't worry I got my own shortcut outta here."

"If you say so. Stay safe... what is your name?"

"... you'll find out when you talk to other me in person one day maybe."

"Hmm... Farewell then other friend!"

"see ya."

Sans ignored his shaking hands or how much wanted to read her code to find out much of Outer Tori is like his own.

Sans shortcutted to where the fragment was. It was so small that it didn't have a physical form. It looked like Sans made part of the sky air turn goopy before grabbing the fragments.

Sans should of left immediately. But instead he sat on the grass and stared in complete of awe of the sky.

Who knew how pretty space could be. Even the kids were silent in amazement.

Sans sat for longer than her should before going to the next AU. Maybe Sans could talk to Gaster about adding the view to Undercontrol when they change they code?

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F̸̼͉͓̥̗̤͈̱̯̠̲̣͍̩̘̐̃̂̇͊̍̉̾̉̑̈́̍̄̿̑̏̂́͐͛̿͋̿̏̓̄̀͋̑̑̂̈̌̍̍͗͘̚͘̚̚͘͘͘̕͝i̷̧͔̫͉̱̳̟̬͔̳͕͕̱̠̼̼͙̺̗̲̼͈̫̬̦̮̘͍̘͍̙̜̤̙̝̝̯͉̫̭̠̤͉͂́̀͗̉̿͊͊̓͌̈́̏͘͜͝ͅͅn̶̼͔͕̱̳̩̘̼͈͙̞̟̳̦͇̫̎̌͒̈́̒̌͌̅͐̐̎̄̂̈͛̒̿̄̈́̈́̊͊̍̇̈́̈̀̓̑́̽̒͐̓͊̓̅͂̚͠͝͝ͅd̷̛͎͈͓̓͒̈́̅̇̍͗̀̇́̍̋̽́̎͒͋̿͐̈́̒̾̀͆͐̈́̏̔̔̅̊́̇̅͛͗͗̀̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝ ̵̧̢͔̫̜̘̥̙̘̥̲̫͉̲͈̥̮͓̦͎̤̺͉̹̥̇͜ş̸̩͎͉̺̜̗̱͈͉̞̪͔̞̞̩͖͇̫̪̮̟̼̝̳̤̪̳͎̦͖̬̬̳͓̤͔̝̫͕͈̈́̆̚ͅò̷̧̧͙̮͍̠̲̖̺̤͈̳̝̥̪̱̻͎̞̫͎̰͖̱̤̗̠̖̤̹̳̏͆̓͐̑͜͜ͅų̶̨̡̡̨̤̘̲̘̙̦̮̗͎̞̜̘̹̤͍̮͉̗̮̂̈́͂̊̌͌͌̍̌͊͆̓͗̓͗̊̅̉̉̀̎̋̌͆̈́̈̈́͊͌͗̄̈́̇̽̓̍̆̈́̓̈́́̚̕͝͝ͅͅĺ̷̡̛̛̛̘̺̘̺̯̬͎̭̯͎̘̣͉̲̖̭̠͇̼̃̂̑͛̇͊́͂̎̅̓̅͐̄̾͒̐͒̆͗̔̀̃̐̈͂͒̀̄̈́̈̓͘̚͝͝͝ ̸̮͈̻̻̠͆̓̓̐̂̿̓̇̃͌̈́̎̈́̈́̈́͛̾̎̌̽̄͌̿̄̓͆̑̈́̈̋̓̉̓͌̉́̏͐̓͘̚̚̕̕̕͝͝͝͠f̷̡̡̛̜̬͎̺̰̺̟̪̟̜̹͕̠͔͔̬̦͓͔̼͈̜̘̼̤̲͙͊͑͛͆͋̈́̊̾̎̈́̎̐̈́̈́̏̃̊̂̂̉́̿̓͂̄̈͑͘͜͝ͅŗ̵̢̛̦̙̬͈̘̯̼̱̺͎͇̠̳̬̳̜͙̺̏͊̿͊̿̄̐̐͌̄͗͌̓͌͌̓̏̄̈́̾̀̉̓̒͊̽̾͑̾̄̈́̏͐̊̚̚̕̚̕͝͠͝͠ą̴̥̤͚̟̌̓̐̍͊͝g̴̛̤̟̲͉͖̠̫̈́͐̆̇̈̿̌̾̌͛̓́̍̈͒̔͗̉̿͌̅̃͗̀̀̈́͋̈̚̕͘͘̕͘͜͜͝͠͝͝͠m̴̡̨͈̬̱͉͚̼̤̦͙̞̹̣͚͎̟͚͙̻̻̫͎̒̿́̌̐͗͌̋͑̾̅́͘͜ę̶̧̡̡̧̨̢̡̡͎̙̰͖͔̯̳̣̟̪̫̙͔̳͚̘̟̳̭̲̝̳̯̳̥̳̮̖̙̗̅̐́͌͐̐́̉̄̉̍̌̑̀͛̊̈́̉̓̕͜͝͝͝n̸̢̨̡̳̦̦̪̙̟͈͚͉̮͖̺̟̖̯̲̩͍̲̰̝̥̐́̑̌̉̈́̽̈́̌͂̓̇̃̑͋̓͐̓͂̓̀͌͊̓͊̈́͒̏̈̈͂̇̏̑̕̕͘̕͜͝͠͠t̷̨͚̫͕̤͎̥̙̯͓͕̘̱̲̦̩͖̠̞͈̯̪͎͖̬̠̭̩̰̻̲̳̥͖̜̻͉̊̅͂͂͋̌͆̎̂̒́͘̕͜͠͠ͅ

Sand opened his eyes to find himself half in a river in Waterfall.

Sans quickly climbed out.

As Sans hurried to dry his clothes he HACKED to find out where he was.

HorrorTale 

yeah that sounds even more promising than underfell.

Sans looked around. No one in sight. Sans didn't want to attrack any attention anyways. Sans shortcutted to where the fragment is.

It was at the bench with abandoned quiche. The fragment took the form of an echo flower. 

"I can't take this! I'm starving!" The echo flower said.

As Sans absorbed and pocketed the soul fragments he looked under the bench.

The quiche was gone.

"huh, guess they ate the whole quiche." 

"Someone selfish ate that." 

Sans turned around to face Undyne. 

She looked more intimating and crazier than usual. 

"...well, i might have to sit on that information." Sans joked as he patted the bench.

Undyne just stared at Sans's face.

"do i have something on my face?"

"Yes. Your eye... you're like those 'Star Sanses' aren't you?" She asked while gripping her spear tightly.

• The heck is a Star Sans?
• You tell Sans to run away.

Sans sweated as he took a step back.

"listen undyne, i don't know what a star sans is cuz i'm not from around here. whatever this star sans guy did isn't related to me."

Undyne laughed.

"You're one those freaks from another AU but you have no clue what the Star Sanses are?! You'll die out there so I'll put you out of your misery and take your eye!"

"what?!"

Sans tried to shortcut but Undyne had turned his soul green. It was now plain to see the two souls. 

The monster soul was close to a tenth of what it should be.

"Is that a human soul? Even better!"

Sans had summoned his own bones and Gaster Blasters to attack and defend so he could even time to alter-

"what the fuck is going on here?" 

Undyne turned around and Sans got to see the figure behind her.

If Undyne didn't have a grip on his souls then he would run from the sight of this.

It was Sans. He was older and bigger. He also had a giant gaping injury in the back of his skull with a red eye that looked too big for his eye socket. Blood and rips were littered on his clothes too. 

how the hell is he even alive?!?!

• Woah, you look crazy here too!

Undyne's focus wavered for a second which made Sans's soul go back to normal.

The bloody Sans summoned bloody sharp bones as distraction to dodge Undyne, grab Sans by the back of his hood and shortcut the two of them away.

When the shortcut ended at the Snowdin Sentry station Sans gripped on the wood tightly as he kept his distance from the bloody Sans.

Bloody Sans laughed.

"i save you from undyne and that's the thanks i get? heh heh. what's your name orange?"

"...sans."

The bloody Sans looked confused.

"you're the visitor here. don't all you guys have nicknames for each other?"

"i haven't met any other au travellers. what kind nickname system is there for them?"

"uh, that annoying sans 'blue' called me horror because i'm from horrortale. what's your au called?"

"undercontrol."

"well considering that the classic timelines are undertale ones... your nickname is probably gonna be control."

"heh. not very creative. was 'blue' from 'bluetale' then?"

"dunno. the star sanses didn't stay long. something about another me or other."

"what even is a star sans?" 

"there this trio of sanses going and saving aus. although they are the most un-sansy sanses possible."

"huh." 

Sans looked over at horror sans. The guy looked pretty unhinged to be honest.

"so... why did you save me?"

"me and 'queen' undyne don't get along. spite and revenge is quite powerful."

"yikes..."

Sans looked around. There was dried blood and a strung up monster corpse.

"... i'm not exactly dead set on wanting to stay here any longer than i should but-"

"you wanna know how this place got fucked up?"

"yep."

"well let me put it this way... in this world, it's eat or be eaten."

"...noted."

Sans stood straight and brushed snow off his clothes.

"well, goodluck with all of that. i've got stuff to do in other au's so... any last words?"

"not really. just watch out for whatever those star sanses were after. some gang i think? i look like one of the members apparently. don't really remember the what that paink freak said."

i bet with an injury like that.

"...bye, horror."

"bye, control."

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F̸̼͉͓̥̗̤͈̱̯̠̲̣͍̩̘̐̃̂̇͊̍̉̾̉̑̈́̍̄̿̑̏̂́͐͛̿͋̿̏̓̄̀͋̑̑̂̈̌̍̍͗͘̚͘̚̚͘͘͘̕͝i̷̧͔̫͉̱̳̟̬͔̳͕͕̱̠̼̼͙̺̗̲̼͈̫̬̦̮̘͍̘͍̙̜̤̙̝̝̯͉̫̭̠̤͉͂́̀͗̉̿͊͊̓͌̈́̏͘͜͝ͅͅn̶̼͔͕̱̳̩̘̼͈͙̞̟̳̦͇̫̎̌͒̈́̒̌͌̅͐̐̎̄̂̈͛̒̿̄̈́̈́̊͊̍̇̈́̈̀̓̑́̽̒͐̓͊̓̅͂̚͠͝͝ͅd̷̛͎͈͓̓͒̈́̅̇̍͗̀̇́̍̋̽́̎͒͋̿͐̈́̒̾̀͆͐̈́̏̔̔̅̊́̇̅͛͗͗̀̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝ ̵̧̢͔̫̜̘̥̙̘̥̲̫͉̲͈̥̮͓̦͎̤̺͉̹̥̇͜ş̸̩͎͉̺̜̗̱͈͉̞̪͔̞̞̩͖͇̫̪̮̟̼̝̳̤̪̳͎̦͖̬̬̳͓̤͔̝̫͕͈̈́̆̚ͅò̷̧̧͙̮͍̠̲̖̺̤͈̳̝̥̪̱̻͎̞̫͎̰͖̱̤̗̠̖̤̹̳̏͆̓͐̑͜͜ͅų̶̨̡̡̨̤̘̲̘̙̦̮̗͎̞̜̘̹̤͍̮͉̗̮̂̈́͂̊̌͌͌̍̌͊͆̓͗̓͗̊̅̉̉̀̎̋̌͆̈́̈̈́͊͌͗̄̈́̇̽̓̍̆̈́̓̈́́̚̕͝͝ͅͅĺ̷̡̛̛̛̘̺̘̺̯̬͎̭̯͎̘̣͉̲̖̭̠͇̼̃̂̑͛̇͊́͂̎̅̓̅͐̄̾͒̐͒̆͗̔̀̃̐̈͂͒̀̄̈́̈̓͘̚͝͝͝ ̸̮͈̻̻̠͆̓̓̐̂̿̓̇̃͌̈́̎̈́̈́̈́͛̾̎̌̽̄͌̿̄̓͆̑̈́̈̋̓̉̓͌̉́̏͐̓͘̚̚̕̕̕͝͝͝͠f̷̡̡̛̜̬͎̺̰̺̟̪̟̜̹͕̠͔͔̬̦͓͔̼͈̜̘̼̤̲͙͊͑͛͆͋̈́̊̾̎̈́̎̐̈́̈́̏̃̊̂̂̉́̿̓͂̄̈͑͘͜͝ͅŗ̵̢̛̦̙̬͈̘̯̼̱̺͎͇̠̳̬̳̜͙̺̏͊̿͊̿̄̐̐͌̄͗͌̓͌͌̓̏̄̈́̾̀̉̓̒͊̽̾͑̾̄̈́̏͐̊̚̚̕̚̕͝͠͝͠ą̴̥̤͚̟̌̓̐̍͊͝g̴̛̤̟̲͉͖̠̫̈́͐̆̇̈̿̌̾̌͛̓́̍̈͒̔͗̉̿͌̅̃͗̀̀̈́͋̈̚̕͘͘̕͘͜͜͝͠͝͝͠m̴̡̨͈̬̱͉͚̼̤̦͙̞̹̣͚͎̟͚͙̻̻̫͎̒̿́̌̐͗͌̋͑̾̅́͘͜ę̶̧̡̡̧̨̢̡̡͎̙̰͖͔̯̳̣̟̪̫̙͔̳͚̘̟̳̭̲̝̳̯̳̥̳̮̖̙̗̅̐́͌͐̐́̉̄̉̍̌̑̀͛̊̈́̉̓̕͜͝͝͝n̸̢̨̡̳̦̦̪̙̟͈͚͉̮͖̺̟̖̯̲̩͍̲̰̝̥̐́̑̌̉̈́̽̈́̌͂̓̇̃̑͋̓͐̓͂̓̀͌͊̓͊̈́͒̏̈̈͂̇̏̑̕̕͘̕͜͝͠͠t̷̨͚̫͕̤͎̥̙̯͓͕̘̱̲̦̩͖̠̞͈̯̪͎͖̬̠̭̩̰̻̲̳̥͖̜̻͉̊̅͂͂͋̌͆̎̂̒́͘̕͜͠͠ͅ

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Break. Tear. Enter.

Sans gasped as he regained consciousness. 

That felt different. What was that?! 

• You aren't sure. You also remark on the negative atmosphere of this AU.

Sans looked around. He was in a forest but the negativity felt suffocating.

• I kind of love it. It's like how it feels when everything is ERASED but more... dark.

Sans rolled his eyes and continued on. 

This didn't look like the Snowdin forest so maybe it's something the AU has that's unique to itself. Sans HACKED to check the name.

Nightmare's Castle

this au name doesn't have either 'under' or 'tale' in it. wonder what that means...

Sans eventually found his way to the fragment. It was a sapling tree.

The tree turned to goop and black and white before just being the two shards.

These were the were the biggest shards he's seen yet. It was half the size his monster soul currently is.

But before Sans could grab them, they turned blue and flew by Sans's shoulder.

Sans turned around to see three different Sanses.

For a moment he wondered if these were the Star Sanses when he noticed one of them was Horror. 

He looked more deranged and now had a giant axe but it was clearly him.

• You remind Sans that Horror mentioned a gang that has a member that looked like Horror.
• Maybe this a Horror from a different Horrortale? 

Horror(?) was standing to the right. On the left of the trio was a Sans with some black substance pouring out of his pupiless eyes almost as a mockery of tears. He had a knife in hand and on his chest was... his soul? It was a red pulsing target shape. In the centre of the trio there was the Sans who held his souls with blue magic. He had his hood covering his skull but Sans could clearly see the his eye lights. One was red and the other was red and blue.

They all had psychotic smiles.

"well looky here! guess someone broke the boss's magic. not even dream has made through before!" The target souled Sans jeered as they played with their knife.

"The boss will want to question you and how you got here. you're now our prisoner!" The hooded one said to Sans.

"you got a name orange?" Horror(?) asked. 

dejavu.

"...it's control. who the hell are you freaks?!" Sans asked as stood his ground, his hand twitching.

"you telling me you got here on accident?! ha ha ha!" The target souled one laughed.

"the name's horror, the laughing one is killer and the one holding those weird shards is dust! we work for our boss, nightmare. " Horror introduced.

"they seem to be soul shards. wonder what's so precious about them?" Dust asked with a sneer.

"you'll give them to me now." Sans demanded.

• You tell Sans to be wary of them. They all have really high LV.
• Screw that! FIGHT!

All three start to laugh.

"you don't seem to understand. we kill and spread negativity constantly across the multiverse. what's a waste of EXP like you gonna do?" Dust asked.

Before Sans could respond, Killer and Horror launched at him. 

Sans dodged and did bone attacks. The problem became apparent though, especially when Dust joined the fight.

Sans has never fought monster who can also dodge as fast he could, let alone the massive LV difference between just one of them.

Sans weaved through broken bones, weapon slices and Gaster Blasters with barely his life. Without that human soul he would definitely run out of energy much quicker.

He kept trying to get close to Dust to snatch the soul fragments away but the three of them worked like unit. 

Sans finally got nicked by Killer's knife. The cut was where his shirt collar is. It wasn't deep but now Sans was a single HP away from dying at the ends of these crazy Sanses! Sans fell on his knees.

He couldn't die! He had to get back to his own AU and save everybody. He couldn't die! He didn't want to die! HE COULDN'T AFFORD TO DIE!

The gang had stopped and were taunting him. But he couldn't hear them. 

• Sans.
• It's simple.
• Why don't you just use your new 'special attack'.
• It will all be over if you do.
• Stop denying that you're such a saint and do what you need to live.
• FIGHT

fine.

Sans

HP 20

LV 20

Sans had figure out how to alter his LV to a previous version's (the kid's LV) awhile ago. But he had never altered his own code before.

His eye was now orange and red instead of orange and blue and glowing circuit lines starting slowly appearing from his left eye socket.

Sans starting laughing uncontrollably as he stood back up to face the trio.

Sans summoned Gaster Blasters with wicked grin.

Why didn't he do this sooner?! It felt so good to not give a damn anymore! 

Sans with one hand directed the bones and Blasters and with the other he held the HACK button.

It was no problem to attack and write code.

The trio seemed more excited/on edge now too. 

The back and forth fighting went in with no one letting up until...

Sans now had access to their codes. He could see them. He could see that Killer had been hacked before leaving unstable. He could see lines of code better than ever before. 

First things first.

Delete Memory data for Dust!Sans

Dust fell like the puppet whose strings were cut.

The soul fragments were released and went to (Control)Sans. 

Sans smiled as he felt more whole.

Horror has stopped fighting and shook to Dust's shoulder. Dust didn't move, he was worse than blanked.

"killer get your ass over here!"

"...what's with dust?"

(Control)Sans watched how the target soul settled stopped pulsing and twitching as he stared confused at Dust.

Sans couldn't stop laughing. He was going to KILL ALL OF THEM! 

Sans held his hand over the HACK and-

• You remind Sans that the choice is his. No matter what any influence does to him the choice always starts with the person who enacts it. 
• You ask Sans if this is what he wants to regret.

Sans blinked.

He undid all the commands he used.

Dust's data returned and (Control)Sans's stats went back to normal.

Sans fell to knee and started hyperventilating. 

His hands shook as he clawed and gripped his arms tightly. 

He needed to leave. 

Sans summoned the HACK button. He felt like vomiting as he left.

"so you're telling me that you lost to one Sans." Nightmare asked his subordinates. 

He had returned to the castle to find a hole in the protection he had made of negativity and his subordinates in a forest decently far from the castle.

The fear and blood-lust lingering in the air.

All four were back in the castle in his office after he fixed the defences. Last he needs is Dream showing up.

Killer was giving most of the report while Horror watched Dust. Dust had explained that he had a gap in his memory from when he dropped in the fight. After Dust finished his side of the story he stared off in a random direction, no doubt listening to that phantom brother of his.

"that control guy had the ability to use codes, boss." Killer said as he spun his knife.

"i would think that you would all be capable."

"boss. we can't win againt codes easily. there's a reason we try to get the jump on ink." Horror stated as he scratched at the jagged hole in his skull.

"that is... true."

"he seemed did awfully protective of those soul shards, desperate even." Dust said out loud. Nightmare wasn't sure if he meant to say it to just his 'brother' or to the whole room but he had a point.

This Control character wants these soul shards so badly. He wondered if there was a way to find them so he could lure Control and get the answers he wants.

A cruel smile crawled across Nightmare's face as he schemed.

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Sans got up. He then immediately got back on his knees and started dry heaving.

ididthatiwasgoingtokillthembutthey'remurderersbutiwasgoingtokillthemiwasabletoerasethemi-

• You tell Sans to breathe.
• Your fine. Stop being a crybaby.

youwhydidilistentoyoui-

"Hey, you alright?"

Sans looked up to see Chara. 

Sans jumped back and landed on his back. He got up quickly but he was still shaky.

"Look, calm down. I'm not going to hurt you." 

It took Sans to realise that this Chara had a different outfit.

A green and yellow hoodie. 

Sans looked at his surroundings.

It was the Last Corridor.

you're joking?!

"...i really hate these aus." He said.

"What?"

Sans felt like laughing, or crying. This was all too much.

• I don't see why you're emotional Sans. You had no problem killing Asriel so why can't you kill some crazy evil yous?

Sans gripped his arms tightly.

"would everyone just shut it?!"

"So... you hearing voices?"

"what's to you. you gonna threaten me to stay away. I know you can see my LV and w-what i did!"

Sans gripped his arms even tighter. He shut his eye sockets but kept remembering and seeing.

• "Sans, are you alright?"

Both Hoodie Chara and Frisk asked.

Something in Sans broke.

"...no. of course i'm not! I killed flowey out of paranoia. at first hated my new abilities but it's like i can't stop! i can't! then i lost control of myself and didn't want to kill them, i wanted absolute control! i would of blanked all of them and worse! i hate that i'm here! i hate seeing other aus being able to handle things that weren't supposed to happen! why couldn't my au been like that! at the end of day i hate losing control bur now i'm afraid to lose it. I keep justifying when i hack but it's always been selfish hasn't it. even when i did good i kept denying the harm and power i have over my loved ones!-"

Sans took in a deep stuttery breath. (He doesn't have lungs but he still breathed.)

"apart from freaking boredom, what makes me better from humans with determination? what makes me worst?"

Sans fell to ground and hugged himself tight. For the first time in a long time tears fell down his face.

The hooded Chara was silent as they sat down next to them.

"You're very different from my Sans. My Sans is the king with the burdens of the barrier but he doesn't  look nearly as stressed as you."

"..."

"I'm the judge and I judge fairly. A barrier that can only be opened by dead souls isn't fair. Someone going on a murder spree to kill everything out of boredom isn't fair. But as the judge I have be fair and be the last stand."

"... so what's my judgement then?" 

"... I can tell by your face that your finally acknowledging parts of self that you didn't before. It's up to you if you want to be nice or to be kind. What's necessary and what's irrational."

"...heh. maybe."

"...Do you mind hiding behind a piller. I got another person to judge."

"...sure."

Sans walked and hid behind a pillar.

It was strange watching Frisk and Chara like this.

• You said it. I'm basically you here in whatever this place is called.

Sans's fist clenched.

Sans finally acknowledged to himself of his controlling tendencies and his addiction to HACK but still was pretty angry at Chara.

• You do realise that you would of died or be prisoner to those evil Sanses right?
• You remind Chara that a multiverse genocide would be a bad idea.
• Oh how could I forget you snapping Sans out his 'murder spree'. Remember when WE did genocide runs!
• You tell Chara that is you stopped Sans.
• Phhft! You telling me you regret?!
• You ask Chara if they regret it.
• ...In this world it is kill or be killed. I learnt that from the humans that killed Asriel and from your first genocide run. YOU made me like this! Where do you get off acting so innocent?!
• ...

Sans put a hand to his eye. He could feel the glowing lines. They were still small but obvious for anyone to see.

He focused on the feeling and flinched when something happened.

It was like putting a pair of shades... if the shades showed the code that made of existence. He looked at the code and was able to figure out code stringing together to find the name of this AU.

StoryShift

• Woah, what's with your eye? It's like all orange instead of the orange and blue thing.

Sans turned and his jaw dropped. 

He could see Chara and Frisk. They had an orange outline but otherwise it was them.

oh god i can you both!

The two turned to face Sans but before they could ask, Storyshift Chara tapped him on on shoulder.

"All done. You gonna stay?"

"thanks but no thanks. see ya."

Sans quickly shortcutted to the soul fragment...

It was at the coffin room.

As Sans grabbed the soul fragments Chara and Frisk freaked out.

• YOU CAN FINALLY SEE ME?!
• YOU GIVE SANS A THUMBS UP.

"yeah, yeah. let's hurry. i feel like i've stayed here too long already."

Sans felt he was staring at the sun with all the code he was seeing at once. Guess it's still a bit much for his mind or something.

With his sight back to normal he left.

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Sans opened his eye sockets. It was the Snowdin entrance. Sans immediately shortcutted to the woods. 

The fragment was in Snowdin, specifically his house, but he didn't want attrack unwanted attention.

• Hey stop ignoring me! If you can see me now than-

it's only when my eye goes fully orange apparently. also it kinda hurts to stare at the ones, zero, letters and every bit of code at once. but it does allow me to see the au's name without hacking.

• You're just HACKING with your eyes.

...yeah. but i need to use my hand to alter the code. for now i'm just seeing it.

Sans leaned on a tree as his eye went orange to take a peak at the code.

(Chara had their arms crossed while Frisk patted their shoulder in sympathy.)

UnderPlayer

underplayer? 

• Oh...
• You tell Sans to not stay longer than they should.

what's a player?

He saw Frisk look away and Chara look at Frisk.

• It's... it's not a person... I think? It's... I dunno they were mostly one in the same as Frisk. I only noticed that the two of them were different in the first time we did a pacifist route. Frisk said their name, not the player. It didn't really matter back then. In the end I got more control due to the LV and ERASED everything. The only reason a RESET happened is because the player begged for it. They gave me what I wanted. Their soul.
• You tell Sans that the player showed up when they fell. When Undertale started.

Sans blinked. Then he blinked again. Then his eye lights blacked out.

is the player here then?

• You say no. You isn't YOU so they are not here.
• Thank the multiverse they're not. You should be glad that we are all separate entities now. LV helped me be me.
• You say how it's complicated but you still chose to reset so they'll take the responsibility of it. YOU was still you... just with someone else too.

...that is a confusing situation. all of you were fused except for chara sometimes and Frisk occasionally? that is... wow.

• Yeah. Frisk is pretty chill with the player but I think that their not right in the head because I find player to be... kind of frightening. If Frisk becomes an individual in a pacifist run and I become an individual when LV is raised in especially in a genocide run, then I'd say that the player is the most of us three.
• I wouldn't trust something that possessing small kids on purpose. At least I did it on accident.
• ...You aren't sure. You aren't sure of anything about the player. Maybe Chara is right and being a fused vessel messed you up.

Why is Chara the sane one here when it comes to the player? Sans for the first time in his existence is siding with on how the player probably isn't good. What a bizarre... day? Time has been weird since AU hopping.

...any other surprises i should know about? 

• ...I'm pretty annoying dog exists as a game breaking dog... but otherwise no.
• Dont't get me wrong. I don't like you Sans. I want to kill and raise the LV so I can ERASE. You can't changed what was done to me or what I want.
• But... I prefer this existence better than the weird three person fusion I've been dealing with. If given the chance for something better I'll take it, but until then... consider me the devil on your shoulder looking out for you.

...thanks?

• You tell Sans that you will be the angel to balance out Chara... even you don't deserve it.

...alright.

now let's break into my house.

Sans took one step out of the forest before something teleported in front of him.

Now Sans has considered Chara to be creepy as he'll but this takes the cake.

This kid has red hair with grey skin. Black and red clothes with red glitch particles all around. And those eyes looked... terrifying.

Sans hadn't turned off his HACKED eyesight so he could see it all. All the mixed mash code to make an avatar for an entity with a soul much larger than it should.

This kid didn't look like Frisk or Chara. Is this what a player looks like?

Sans could only look for a few seconds before getting a migraine. He put one hand to his head as he UNHACKED his eyesight.

"Hey there. I don't usually get visitors from other AU's. Are you lost?"

"uh... not quite. i just dropped something at... other sans's house. i'm just picking it up."

"Can I come with you?"

"sure."

Before Sans could shortcut the player teleported them into the house.

"...thank....you." 

"No problem Sans. Actually... I know Sanses and other monsters call each other something different right?"

"...call me control."

"Cool... you can me Player."

"...interesting name."

Sans located to soul fragment to be a part of the trash tornado. Sans pulled the piece out and gained the fragment.

"So... why are you collecting parts of you and Gaster's souls?"

Sans froze. No one has been able to tell who the soul fragments belonged to, until now.

"well... that's a long story kid. maybe i'll tell you another time." Sans tried to leave but the player stood in their way.

"Look Sans, I know the PLAYERS has a bad rep, but I'm not like that. I would never do a genocide route."

"...then explain your LV."

"That has to do with my body and worldlines. Look I just want to know why there was a Gaster fragment in my world."

"...you would think the all powerful player would know about gaster being shattered. he asked me to go get the fragments, it's as simple as that."

"I would highly doubt that. Also what about the void?"

"huh?"

Sans wanted to leave right now.

Sans summoned the button. He pressed it. 

His body glitched but he wasn't leaving. That player kid wasn't letting them.

"You think you can out hack me?"

"F̸̼͉͓̥̗̤͈̱̯̠̲̣͍̩̘̐̃̂̇͊̍̉̾̉̑̈́̍̄̿̑̏̂́͐͛̿͋̿̏̓̄̀͋̑̑̂̈̌̍̍͗͘̚͘̚̚͘͘͘̕͝i̷̧͔̫͉̱̳̟̬͔̳͕͕̱̠̼̼͙̺̗̲̼͈̫͂́̀͗̉̿͊͊̓͌̈́̏͘͜͝ͅn̶̼͔͕̱̳̩̘̼͈͙̞̟̳̦͇̫̎̌͒̈́̒̌͌̅͐̐̎̄̂̈͛̒̿̄̈́̈́̊͊̍̇̈́̈̀̓̑́̽̒͐̓͊̓̅͂̚͠͝͝ͅd̷̛̓͒̈́̅̇̍͗̀̇́̍̋̽́̎͒͋̿͐̈́̒̾̀͆͐̈́̏̔̔̅̊́̇̅͛͗͗̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝ ̵̧̢͔̫̜̘̥̙̘̥̲̫͉̲͈̥̮͓̦͎̤̺͉̹̥̇͜ş̸̩͎͉̺̜̗̱͈͉̞̪͔̞̞̩͖͇̫̪̮̟̼̝̳̤̪̳͎̦͖̬̬̳͓̤͔̝̫͕͈̈́̆̚ͅò̷̧̧͙̮͍̠̲̖̺̤͈̳̝̥̪̱̻͎̞̏͆̓͐̑͜ͅų̶̤̘̲̘̙̦̮̗͎̞̂̈́͂̊̌͌͌̍̌͊͆̓͗̓͗̊̅̉̉̀̎̋̌͆̈́̈̈́͊͌͗̄̈́̇̽̓̍̆̈́̓̈́́̚̕͝͝ͅĺ̷̛̛̛̃̂̑͛̇͊́͂̎̅̓̅͐̄̾͒̐͒̆͗̔̀̃̐̈͂͒̀̄̈́̈̓͘̚͝͝͝ ̸̮͈̻̻̠͆̓̓̐̂̿̓̇̃͌̈́̎̈́̈́̈́͛̾̎̌̽̄͌̿̄̓͆̑̈́̈̋̓̉̓͌̉́̏͐̓͘̚̚̕̕̕͝͝͝͠f̷̡̡̛̜̬͎̺̰̺̟͊͑͛͆͋̈́̊̾̎̈́̎̐̈́̈́̏̃̊̂̂̉́̿̓͂̄̈͑͘͜͝ŗ̵̢̛̦̙̬͈̘̯̼̱̺͎͇̠̳̬̳̜͙̺̏͊̿͊̿̄̐̐͌̄͗͌̓͌͌̓̏̄̈́̾̀̉̓̒͊̽̾͑̾̄̈́̏͐̊̚̚̕̚̕͝͠͝͠ą̴̥̤͚̟̌̓̐̍͊͝g̴̛̤̟̲͉͖̠̫̈́͐̆̇̈̿̌̾̌͛̓́̍̈͒̔͗̉̿͌̅̃͗̀̀̈́͋̈̚̕͘͘̕͘͜͜͝͠͝͝͠m̴̡͈̬̱͉͚̼̤̦͙̞̹̣͚̒̿́̌̐͗͌̋͑̾̅́͘͜ę̶̧̡͎̙̰͖͔̯̳̣̟̪̅̐́͌͐̐́̉̄̉̍̌̑̀͛̊̈́̉̓̕͜͝͝͝n̸̢̨̡̳̦̦̪̙̟͈͚͉̮͖̺̟̖̯̲̩͍̲̰̝̥̐́̑̌̉̈́̽̈́̌͂̓̇̃̑͋̓͐̓͂̓̀͌͊̓͊̈́͒̏̈̈͂̇̏̑̕̕͘̕͜͝͠͠t̷̨͚̫͕̤͎̥̊̅͂͂͋̌͆̎̂̒́͘̕͠͠ Sans... said? Something was wrong ithurtsithurtsithurts-

"What?"

Sans left.

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F̸̼͉͓̥̗̤͈̱̯̠̲̣͍̩̘̐̃̂̇͊̍̉̾̉̑̈́̍̄̿̑̏̂́͐͛̿͋̿̏̓̄̀͋̑̑̂̈̌̍̍͗͘̚͘̚̚͘͘͘̕͝i̷̧͔̫͉̱̳̟̬͔̳͕͕̱̠̼̼͙̺̗̲̼͈̫̬̦̮̘͍̘͍̙̜̤̙̝̝̯͉̫̭̠̤͉͂́̀͗̉̿͊͊̓͌̈́̏͘͜͝ͅͅn̶̼͔͕̱̳̩̘̼͈͙̞̟̳̦͇̫̎̌͒̈́̒̌͌̅͐̐̎̄̂̈͛̒̿̄̈́̈́̊͊̍̇̈́̈̀̓̑́̽̒͐̓͊̓̅͂̚͠͝͝ͅd̷̛͎͈͓̓͒̈́̅̇̍͗̀̇́̍̋̽́̎͒͋̿͐̈́̒̾̀͆͐̈́̏̔̔̅̊́̇̅͛͗͗̀̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝ ̵̧̢͔̫̜̘̥̙̘̥̲̫͉̲͈̥̮͓̦͎̤̺͉̹̥̇͜ş̸̩͎͉̺̜̗̱͈͉̞̪͔̞̞̩͖͇̫̪̮̟̼̝̳̤̪̳͎̦͖̬̬̳͓̤͔̝̫͕͈̈́̆̚ͅò̷̧̧͙̮͍̠̲̖̺̤͈̳̝̥̪̱̻͎̞̫͎̰͖̱̤̗̠̖̤̹̳̏͆̓͐̑͜͜ͅų̶̨̡̡̨̤̘̲̘̙̦̮̗͎̞̜̘̹̤͍̮͉̗̮̂̈́͂̊̌͌͌̍̌͊͆̓͗̓͗̊̅̉̉̀̎̋̌͆̈́̈̈́͊͌͗̄̈́̇̽̓̍̆̈́̓̈́́̚̕͝͝ͅͅĺ̷̡̛̛̛̘̺̘̺̯̬͎̭̯͎̘̣͉̲̖̭̠͇̼̃̂̑͛̇͊́͂̎̅̓̅͐̄̾͒̐͒̆͗̔̀̃̐̈͂͒̀̄̈́̈̓͘̚͝͝͝ ̸̮͈̻̻̠͆̓̓̐̂̿̓̇̃͌̈́̎̈́̈́̈́͛̾̎̌̽̄͌̿̄̓͆̑̈́̈̋̓̉̓͌̉́̏͐̓͘̚̚̕̕̕͝͝͝͠f̷̡̡̛̜̬͎̺̰̺̟̪̟̜̹͕̠͔͔̬̦͓͔̼͈̜̘̼̤̲͙͊͑͛͆͋̈́̊̾̎̈́̎̐̈́̈́̏̃̊̂̂̉́̿̓͂̄̈͑͘͜͝ͅ-

"W̶h̵o̷ ̸t̵h̶e̷ ̶h̴e̸l̷l̸ ̶a̸r̶e̵ ̷y̸o̶u̷?̵"

It felt like Sans was yanked by the soul as he crashed.

Sans looked around. It was some kind of white void with blue strings all around. Were those souls trapped in the string?!..

"i̸ ̵t̸r̶y̸ ̴t̵o̴ ̵c̴a̶t̴c̵h̷ ̷o̵n̷e̴ ̶d̴i̵r̷t̶y̷ ̷h̷a̶c̸k̷e̸r̵ ̶o̷n̸l̴y̵ ̵t̸o̷ ̸f̵i̶n̷d̸ ̶a̶n̷o̶t̴h̶e̵r̸,̸ ̷j̷u̸s̷t̸ ̸m̴y̷ ̴l̴u̸c̷k̵.̸"

Sans looked at the skeleton that apparently brought him here.

It was Sans but his bones and outfit were black with red, yellow and blue highlights. There was blue lines down his face that were the same colour as the strings. It reminded Sans of Killer except his was some black liquid, this guy's seem to be not liquid. What's with all the ERRORS all over him though. His voice is all glitchy too.

"dirty hacker, you mean the player?"

That player kid mentioned something about being able to HACK before... that happened? 

what even happened? i remember glitching and them not letting leave... then i left?

• You shrug. You're not sure either.

"i̷ ̷m̸e̶a̸n̸ ̷y̸o̶u̸ ̸t̴o̶o̸.̶ ̶i̸ ̷d̷o̸n̶'̵t̷ ̷e̵v̴e̶n̷ ̵h̷a̷v̶e̵ ̶t̸o̸ ̴l̴o̷o̸k̴ ̷a̷t̶ ̸y̶o̵u̵r̵ ̷c̷o̷d̶e̵s̵ ̴t̴o̷ ̷k̷n̵o̶w̴ ̷t̶h̸a̶t̶ ̵y̷o̶u̴'̶r̸e̷ ̶a̶ ̵c̸h̴e̷a̵t̴i̷n̴g̴ ̵l̸i̴t̴t̵l̵e̵ ̷a̷n̸o̴m̷a̸l̸y̵.̵"

"who even are you?"

The glitching Sans stared before breaking off into distorted laughter.

"h̴a̴ ̵h̶a̶ ̶h̴a̷!̷ ̷y̶o̴u̶ ̵r̶e̵a̸l̵l̶y̴ ̵d̶o̸n̸'̶t̸ ̸k̸n̸o̴w̸?̵!̴"
The glitching skeleton pulled on his eye sockets and string wrapped around his fingers.

'̵t̶h̸e̸ ̵n̶a̴m̴e̵'̴s̴ ̷e̶r̷r̷o̸r̸,̷ ̴i̸ ̵d̷e̴s̶t̴r̷o̵y̶ ̶w̶r̸e̵t̵c̴h̷e̷d̶ ̶a̶n̵o̴m̶a̶l̸i̵e̴s̸ ̶l̴i̵k̷e̵ ̴y̸o̵u̴ ̵a̴n̵d̵ ̵y̵o̵u̴r̸ ̴a̶u̸.̴"

Strings struck out grab him. Sans dodged and tried to attack, but he froze when those strings wrapped around his souls.

• Dammit Sans! Get up and FIGHT!

Sans tried to move, but couldn't. He couldn't even control his own body. He couldn't even shake in fear.

He was forced onto his knees as Error casually walked up to him.

"y̵o̶u̸ ̷g̸o̵t̴ ̸a̶ ̸n̵a̴m̶e̴,̷ ̵f̵r̶e̵a̴k̴?̵"

"...control."

Error smiled wider.

"o̶h̶?̴ ̴i̵ ̶t̵h̷i̸n̶k̴ ̶i̶ ̶h̶e̸a̶r̶d̷ ̸t̵h̵a̸t̷ ̶n̷a̶m̵e̵.̸ ̶y̵o̵u̴ ̸b̴r̴o̵k̷e̶ ̴i̴n̶t̸o̶ ̶n̴i̶g̸h̵t̵m̵a̷r̵e̴'̸s̵ ̶p̷l̵a̶c̴e̷ ̵n̶o̵ ̵p̴r̷o̶b̴l̸e̵m̵,̸ ̸r̶i̴g̸h̷t̷?̷"

"is that my reputation among you crazy sanses?"

"r̸u̷d̴e̶.̷ ̶a̵n̷d̶ ̷j̸u̴s̸t̴ ̶w̵h̵e̷n̸ ̶i̸ ̶w̸a̸s̵ ̴g̸o̶i̴n̶g̵ ̵t̴o̸ ̸o̸f̵f̴e̴r̵ ̷y̸o̷u̵ ̶a̶ ̸d̸e̴a̷l̶ ̸t̵o̴ ̸s̷a̷v̸e̴ ̸y̴o̷u̵r̶ ̶d̴i̵s̶g̷u̶s̸t̵i̶n̶g̵ ̸e̵x̴i̷s̶t̵e̶n̴c̸e̶.̸.̵.̶"

"what are you talking about?"

"a̴ ̶p̸i̶e̵c̶e̷ ̶o̷f̴ ̵y̵o̴u̴r̸ ̸c̷o̸d̶e̵ ̸i̷s̵ ̸i̸n̴ ̴a̵n̸ ̶a̵u̸ ̸t̵h̶a̵t̵ ̶d̸o̶e̷s̶n̷'̷t̷ ̷l̸e̶t̸ ̸o̸t̶h̷e̷r̷s̶ ̶i̵n̷ ̷a̴p̶a̴r̷t̵ ̶f̷r̵o̴m̴ ̵i̷n̴k̷.̴ ̶i̵f̸ ̶y̵o̴u̴ ̴a̴r̵e̶ ̷a̷c̴t̷u̷a̵l̷l̷y̷ ̶a̷b̴l̶e̵ ̴t̶o̴ ̴g̸o̵ ̸i̵n̶ ̵t̴h̵e̷n̶ ̷I̴'̸l̸l̵ ̶'̷s̵p̸a̶r̷e̵'̴ ̷y̷o̷u̶.̴ ̶"

"...what do you gain from this?"

".̴.̸.̵i̸ ̸w̶a̸n̵t̵ ̸t̵o̸ ̴k̷n̸o̸w̵ ̷w̵h̶a̷t̴'̵s̷ ̵s̵o̶ ̷s̴p̸e̷c̶i̵a̸l̸ ̷a̴b̶o̴u̵t̵ ̸t̴h̶i̷s̷ ̸p̶a̷r̴t̸i̵c̶u̸l̴a̷r̵ ̸a̷u̴.̴ ̷i̵f̵ ̷i̶n̶k̶ ̶w̵a̷n̷t̸s̴ ̴s̵o̷m̷e̵t̵h̶i̶n̷g̴ ̵f̵r̶o̸m̵ ̶i̸t̵.̷.̶ ̶t̷h̸e̴n̴ ̵i̸'̸l̴l̵ ̵t̵a̴k̶e̷ ̴i̶t̷.̶ ̵i̸n̵k̵ ̴w̴i̴l̷l̴ ̵n̷o̴t̷i̷c̵e̶ ̸m̷e̷ ̶t̴h̷e̴r̵e̸ ̷b̶u̴t̵ ̸y̴o̵u̴?̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶'̴r̶e̴ ̴j̷u̶s̴t̴ ̴a̷n̵o̵t̷h̵e̴r̸ ̷m̸i̶s̶t̴a̶k̸e̴ ̸o̴f̵ ̵t̷h̴e̴ ̸m̶u̷l̷t̸i̸v̶e̵r̷s̷e̸.̴ ̷a̴ ̵m̶i̵s̴t̵a̷k̴e̴ ̷i̵'̶l̴l̷ ̷k̷e̷e̴p̵ ̴a̴l̴i̵v̸e̵ ̶u̷n̶t̶i̶l̵ ̸i̴ ̵f̶e̸e̷l̵ ̴l̶i̷k̶e̷ ̷i̶t̵.̷

̸b̵e̷s̴i̵d̶e̶s̵,̴ ̸w̸i̸t̸h̷ ̴n̷i̶g̶h̵t̵m̴a̵r̷e̴ ̷a̷n̴d̷ ̸g̵a̷n̴g̸ ̷o̶n̷ ̴t̶h̶e̷ ̸l̴o̴o̷k̷o̴u̸t̶ ̷f̷o̸r̷ ̷y̷o̴u̸,̴ ̶y̷o̴u̶'̴l̴l̶ ̷n̸e̷e̷d̷ ̶a̶ ̷'̴f̶r̸i̵e̴n̸d̴'̷ ̷i̴n̸ ̷h̷i̸g̴h̷ ̵p̵l̷a̵c̴e̴s̶ ̶t̷o̷ ̸k̷e̸e̸p̴ ̶y̷o̸u̷r̷ ̴s̶o̷r̴r̸y̷ ̷e̸x̸i̴s̷t̶e̷n̶c̵e̶ ̶g̸o̵i̵n̵g̶.̵

̷w̶e̷ ̸g̶o̸t̵ ̸a̵ ̵d̶e̵a̴l̷?̶"

Error clearly just wants to use him. But what choice does he even have.(He wondered who Ink even was.)

"alright... 'friend', where am i going?"

"̵x̶t̴a̸l̸e̷.̵"̸

"fine." 

Sans pulled out his HACK button and focused on the name. 

He left.

Error could barely contain his laughter.

What an idiot! 

Error wasn't allowed to destroy as part of that truce with Ink and wasn't going to break it over this stupid anomaly.

He was going to break it in the way that would hurt Ink the most. 

Besides... that Control guy was already dying anyways. Without that human soul and DETERMINATION his fractured soul would have completely broken and he would of dusted.

The guy doesn't even realise how close he is to kicking the bucket.

Error doesn't even need to kill him after he uses Control a few times for his agenda. Control is basically killing himself.

It's what glitch in the multiverse like him deserves.

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F̸̼͉͓̥̗̤͈̱̯̠̲̣͍̩̘̐̃̂̇͊̍̉̾̉̑̈́̍̄̿̑̏̂́͐͛̿͋̿̏̓̄̀͋̑̑̂̈̌̍̍͗͘̚͘̚̚͘͘͘̕͝i̷̧͔̫͉̱̳̟̬͔̳͕͕̱̠̼̼͙̺̗̲̼͈̫̬̦̮̘͍̘͍̙̜̤̙̝̝̯͉̫̭̠̤͉͂́̀͗̉̿͊͊̓͌̈́̏͘͜͝ͅͅn̶̼͔͕̱̳̩̘̼͈͙̞̟̳̦͇̫̎̌͒̈́̒̌͌̅͐̐̎̄̂̈͛̒̿̄̈́̈́̊͊̍̇̈́̈̀̓̑́̽̒͐̓͊̓̅͂̚͠͝͝ͅd̷̛͎͈͓̓͒̈́̅̇̍͗̀̇́̍̋̽́̎͒͋̿͐̈́̒̾̀͆͐̈́̏̔̔̅̊́̇̅͛͗͗̀̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝ ̵̧̢͔̫̜̘̥̙̘̥̲̫͉̲͈̥̮͓̦͎̤̺͉̹̥̇͜ş̸̩͎͉̺̜̗̱͈͉̞̪͔̞̞̩͖͇̫̪̮̟̼̝̳̤̪̳͎̦͖̬̬̳͓̤͔̝̫͕͈̈́̆̚ͅò̷̧̧͙̮͍̠̲̖̺̤͈̳̝̥̪̱̻͎̞̫͎̰͖̱̤̗̠̖̤̹̳̏͆̓͐̑͜͜ͅų̶̨̡̡̨̤̘̲̘̙̦̮̗͎̞̜̘̹̤͍̮͉̗̮̂̈́͂̊̌͌͌̍̌͊͆̓͗̓͗̊̅̉̉̀̎̋̌͆̈́̈̈́͊͌͗̄̈́̇̽̓̍̆̈́̓̈́́̚̕͝͝ͅͅĺ̷̡̛̛̛̘̺̘̺̯̬͎̭̯͎̘̣͉̲̖̭̠͇̼̃̂̑͛̇͊́͂̎̅̓̅͐̄̾͒̐͒̆͗̔̀̃̐̈͂͒̀̄̈́̈̓͘̚͝͝͝ ̸̮͈̻̻̠͆̓̓̐̂̿̓̇̃͌̈́̎̈́̈́̈́͛̾̎̌̽̄͌̿̄̓͆̑̈́̈̋̓̉̓͌̉́̏͐̓͘̚̚̕̕̕͝͝͝͠f̷̡̡̛̜̬͎̺̰̺̟̪̟̜̹͕̠͔͔̬̦͓͔̼͈̜̘̼̤̲͙͊͑͛͆͋̈́̊̾̎̈́̎̐̈́̈́̏̃̊̂̂̉́̿̓͂̄̈͑͘͜͝ͅŗ̵̢̛̦̙̬͈̘̯̼̱̺͎͇̠̳̬̳̜͙̺̏͊̿͊̿̄̐̐͌̄͗͌̓͌͌̓̏̄̈́̾̀̉̓̒͊̽̾͑̾̄̈́̏͐̊̚̚̕̚̕͝͠͝͠ą̴̥̤͚̟̌̓̐̍͊͝g̴̛̤̟̲͉͖̠̫̈́͐̆̇̈̿̌̾̌͛̓́̍̈͒̔͗̉̿͌̅̃͗̀̀̈́͋̈̚̕͘͘̕͘͜͜͝͠͝͝͠m̴̡̨͈̬̱͉͚̼̤̦͙̞̹̣͚͎̟͚͙̻̻̫͎̒̿́̌̐͗͌̋͑̾̅́͘͜ę̶̧̡̡̧̨̢̡̡͎̙̰͖͔̯̳̣̟̪̫̙͔̳͚̘̟̳̭̲̝̳̯̳̥̳̮̖̙̗̅̐́͌͐̐́̉̄̉̍̌̑̀͛̊̈́̉̓̕͜͝͝͝n̸̢̨̡̳̦̦̪̙̟͈͚͉̮͖̺̟̖̯̲̩͍̲̰̝̥̐́̑̌̉̈́̽̈́̌͂̓̇̃̑͋̓͐̓͂̓̀͌͊̓͊̈́͒̏̈̈͂̇̏̑̕̕͘̕͜͝͠͠t̷̨͚̫͕̤͎̥̙̯͓͕̘̱̲̦̩͖̠̞͈̯̪͎͖̬̠̭̩̰̻̲̳̥͖̜̻͉̊̅͂͂͋̌͆̎̂̒́͘̕͜͠͠ͅ

B̶̳͖̩͎̫̰͕̬͈̪̪͓̄͋͆͛̍̾̂̈́̾̈́̀̈̊̃̒̓̀͂͆͆̌̎͐̆̋͑̈̏̀͘͠͝͝͠͝͝r̸̛͍͚̄̐͗͌͌͂̓̃̈́͛̓̋̄̏͋͊̈́̏͗̾̏͂̔̀̈̅̀̔͊̓̚̚̕̕̕͠͝è̸̙̜̲̣͉̗͇̻͇̠͍̣̘̪̙̰͎̲̟̱̖̙̒̃͋̌̄́̓̊̐̄̈́̿͘̚̕ä̵̻̪͓̯̻̰̲̥̘̞̖́̇́̋̒̃͂͌͂̾̈̊̿͑̽́ķ̴̛̻̙͙̝͇̦͙͉̬͕̰͕̤͇̯̫̺͉̪̊́́̏̊̉͐̓̿̇̂̉̎̓̓͊́̑̇̎́̅̿̎̎̓͆̕͘̚̕͘͝ ̸̡̨̧̨̨̫͓̥̭̩̥̤͔̟̳̳͍̳̮̟̤̣̰̟̠̫̠̞̳̭̼̦͉̱̟̣̗̞́̋͊͊̃̇̿̐̄̑̿̈́͊̓͛̒́̄͌̈́̆̾͜͠ť̷̡̛̗̯͖̻̬̻̺̗̦̤̥̫̲̗͔͔̤͖̱̰̮̥͐͗͊̂̉̾͋͑̃̿̈́̓́͋̅͒̍́̇̒̓͌̕͝͠ͅh̶̢̢̢̡̡̨̨̥̗̥̬̬͇̠̺͎̯͎̩̥̩͖̼̲̖̩̮͓̠̗̗̭̣̲͙̝̲̟̹̘̠̪̙̘͌̓̆́̔͛̌͋͜͜ͅͅr̸̨̨̩͉̙̭̰͇̞̩̙̻̤̹̼̱̫̣͈͉̜͕̥͚̮̫̭̖͖̪̙̣̫̦͚͖̤̀̈̾͆̋̄̏͌̃̄̉̍̌̽̎̓̀͒͋͆́̈́̍̏̄̆̀̚͜͝͝o̸̞̳̫͕̭̝͍̞̹̝̖̝͗̄̀͒̐̀̿̋̇̍͘͝ư̵̢̨̛͍̗̞̫̟̮͔̰͔͇̜̯̫͔͎̪̹͙̪͛̊̐͌̃̉͒̔͆͆͌̔̊̇̀͐́̋͌̂̓͌̋̽̀̉̓̍̓̏͌̆̚̚̚͘͜͝͝͠g̵̪̳̫̳̣͝h̵̨̨̨̧̨͉̪̺͎͇̭̼̞̦͇̥̝͓̰̫̳̩̳̪̲̠̭̪̯̙̳̺̟̗͓͓̭͚̹͔̮̫̤͆͗̔̄͑͆̑̌̌̀̋̃̅̇͛̑̊̎̍̈́͆̀̑͒̀̀́̃̿̋̚͘͘̕͝͝͠ͅ.̷̡̛̯̠̱͖͓̦̳̹̀̋̆̈́́́̒̔͒͗̀͆̎̿̿́̑̕͜ ̵̛̛̛̛̝͕̩̜̫͕͓̀͌́̀̊͛́͋́͆͐͒̿̐̈͒͂̓̑̓̍̾̈́͂͗͊̌̀͂̌̾̄̀̽̌͌͊̕̕̚͝͝͝͝͠͝T̴̪̯̖͖̗͉͓̈́̽̎̄́͒̂̃̒̽̍͒͋͑̏̚̚̚͜͝͝ę̸̧̛̛̠̺̥̠̦̰̻̳͍̠̩̬͚̟̠̮̣͔̫̳͚̱̥̖̹̹͈̪̯̣̣͓̭̜̖͔͔̖̯͇̺̥͌̿̆̿̀͗̅̋̈́̊̐̋̎͊̋̄̌̅͒̍̽͂̏̑̈́̉͂́̈́̿̕͜͠͝ͅa̶̢̢̙͎̠̤͓͕͉͙̙̺̫̰̦̭͍͍̟̥̬̪̦̺̟̫̥̣͎͚͊̏͑͗̒͊̎̌̂̾̐̀̇͊͌̊̇̆̒́̀͗̆͗̽͒͘͝͠ŗ̷̨̛̙͈̫̺̭̘̹͕̫̘͉̭͈̺̗̼̪̝̥̜̠̘̻͈̯̙̲̂̑̄̃̃̇̈́͆̑͋̋̎́̕͠͠ ̸̡̛̛̛̛̱̦͉̗͈̖̓̎̆̓̄͑̆́̔̒͌͋̈́̀̾͊̀̅̈́́̈͌͗͒̐̑́́̃̉̈̐̇̐̒̆̈́͒̎̕̚͘̕͝͝ą̵̨̛̛̥͓̦̼͈̹̠̻̪͎̭̘̤̟͈̗͇̪͚͕̭̖̗̭̟̣̟̞̣̖͖͙̹̗̰͕̗͗̄̾͋͛̓̊͒̾͊̉̌͋͘͘̚͝ͅ ̷̧͇̱̟̜̭͔̤̩̮͕̹͖̜̪̝̬̤͙̟̣̾̊̔͒͆̀͑̿͐̐̅̋̈́̊̿̽̓̎̾̓̓͋͘̚͘ḩ̸̡̨̞̟̹̪͇̣̘̳̝̭͔̮͔̖͈̙̪̱̥̰̠͎͇̬̥̮̜̟̩̯̟̜̣̤͈̈́̑̃̇̈̎̾̍̊͐͒̒͒̉͗͗́̒̿̈́̇͊̃̑̌͒̈́̌̕͘͜͝͝͠ͅo̴̧̨̟͙̹̣͚͚͙̺͚̭̭̳̫̻̣͔̘̅̐̈̍̃͑͘ͅͅl̷̢̨͕̖̤̖͈̇͑͑͋̂̏͊̔̈́̑̊̓̎͒̀̓̄̎̄̏͛͒̀̔̿̀̓́͒̋̎̚͝͝͠ͅè̸̢̛̘͕̣͕̜̺̳̼̫̺̱͍̱̲̺̼͇͉̙̝͈̪̔̊̆͋͆͋̑̓̌͒͊̍̇̊͛͗̉͛͐̓̄̀̽̒̔͠͝ ̵̡̨̛̛̰͎̩͔̩̼͓͍͙̱̙̮͊̉̽̎̒̆́̀͌̀̎̓̋̍͋̑̆̊̈́̀̈́͗̏̈́̊͗̌̉̓͊̋͌͗͂̊̃̎̐͠͝͝ṱ̸̡̨̡̢̢̡̛̭̙̙̰̗͍̭̹̺̭̝̖͔͉̙̼̞̪̯̱̤̮̱͚͍̖͈̬̪̯̘̻̇̌́̇̂̈̓̆̆̀̌̐̒͌͊̾́͋̈̿̀̋̔̿̌͑̐͐͒̇̌̕̕͜͜ͅͅh̴̨̜̫̳̖̩͙̫̀͂̿̆͂́̓̒̓͗͂́͗̃̋͂͗̌̇͛́̄̑͆̉̓͛̎̍̊̾̆̌̂̓̓̆̀̿́̒̚͘͠͠͝͝͝͝ͅr̵̖̗͓͓͍̖̣͕̲̉̅͗̐̇̋́͊͋̋͂͌̆̂̉̈́͗̽̆̓͝o̴̧͇̥̺͈̪̗͕̭͔̻̓̿͊͐͊́̄͆͆̅̅̍͆̿͆͒͝͠͝ư̶̮̦̿̔̋̑͌̏̃͆͑̆̓̈́̀̈̀́̄́̑̓͊́͌̀͋̀̎̂͂͒͂͗͌̔͑̂̂̎̄͛̾̚͘̚͠͝͝͠g̷̨̡̡̝̱̫̼͙͔̤̯̲͓͙̺̺͇̠̫̣̦̟̬͕̜̗̟̗̞̗̙̱͔̺̯̿͜ḣ̸̥͂̿̽͜͠ ̵̧̢̡̳̯̣̹͉̺̗̣͎̞̹̱̦̫̪̦̠̹̭̜̘̗͉͓̰̳̭͇̫͓̜̫̂̒͌̀̄̄̇̅̉̉̀̇̾̃̿̌͊̔́̀̑̇͋̌̔̍̇̍͒̏̍͗͒̔̓̉̾̆͒̀͑̚͘͜͝.̴̧̨̢͖̟̮̠̯̳͚̯̰͓̜͖̗̲̗̯͉̟̙͑̆̊͆̇̈́̈́̾̊̈͆̍̊͌̐̎̐̋͂̿̀̿̏̈́̽̀̽́̄̑̂̀̆͋̾̊̍͒̽̓̾̚͜͠͝ͅ

Sans almost fell off a roof. Sans shortcutted back on top when he realised something.

He was on the surface.

Sure everything was all purple and black and white for some reason but there was the sky and the sun!

Humans and monsters were on the street below him too! 

Sans checked his HACKED eyesight.

XTale

• Congrats. You didn't go to a random AU for once. Now we just need a shopping list with all the AU's with fragments and we'll be golden.
• You scold Chara. Be nice.
• This is me being nice. 
• You roll your eyes.
• Hey!

Sans ignored the bickering kids when he noticed something in the world's code.

"what's overwrite?" He muttered to himself.

"I wasn't aware that many AU hoppers could see code."

Sans turned around. 

He had a weird X motif about him but it was clear as day who it is.

"gaster?!" 

The Gaster frowned slightly.

"You can call me XGaster. What is your name unless you just go by as Sans."

Sans dispelled the HACK eyesight (Why does this guy have half a human soul?) and raised his hand to shake.

"control works me. nice to me you." 

Gaster summoned a hand shake with.

"I'm surprised there wasn't a juvenile joke like a whoopie cushion or a buzzer."

"left all that back home. besides, you have the face of someone who would find them even more un-funnier that papyrus."

"Hmmm... so why are you here? I don't get visitors often."

"just lookin' for something that belongs to my au."

Gaster made a face slight disgust.

"I see. Assistant."

Suddenly Alphys showed up. She was very dead pan compared to the nervous bundle that should be Alphys.

"Yes?"

"Let Asgore know that I will be slightly late."

"Of course." 

Alphys paused for a second to look at Sans for a moment before vanishing.

"... well she was friendly."

"Do you know where the 'thing' that belongs to you is?"

"uh yeah. it's more far off than usual but it's in that direction." Sans point to his right.

"...You need a disguise if you're going to walk there. People know Sans as a member of the royal guard. Not to mention... you clearly don't look like you're from here."

Sans looked at his bright blue jacket and the neon orange glowing lines on his face and arms.

"true."

XGaster left and came back with a dark purple cloak that covered Sans entirely.

"Let's go then."

Sans walked through the town while Gaster followed from a distance.

What a weird guy. Gaster gives Sans a weird vibe of danger. 

Sans was also confused about the whole royal guard thing. Was this Sans like Swap Sans and has the energy of a Papyrus? 

Also why do the inhabitants of the town have this slight hostile aura to them? The humans and monster are wary of each other. 

• You tell Sans that they should be wary too.

Sans nodded.

Sans to walk through a crowd when he realised why there was a crowd.

There was gang of maybe twenty humans trying to attack one human kid. 

Sans was half considering stepping in when two people in the weird X themed outfits stepped in.

One was... Muffet? Why was a baker coming to fight with a whip?

The other was a Sans with two dagger sword things. Guess this is the royal guard outfits?

They were making quick work of the humans.

Sans checked their code with his HACKED eyesight in a half accident when noticed something clearly wrong the attacking humans code.

They were... OVERWRITEN, whatever that means. Sans was about to analyse more when they realised who the human kid was by their code.

It was Frisk. There was even a Chara by their shoulder. 

Their soul was half Chara's and half Gaster's soul. The Gaster soul half was purple like OVERWRITE.

oh. the kid is making them try to... kill them. what the hell?!

• You do realise that you control people all time back home. You don't exactly have anything to stand on here.

Sans UNHACKED his eyesight and looked away. 

i know...

• You point out that it's still weird that this Frisk and Chara are trying to commit suicide.
• Yeah this Chara must be more crazy than me. I actually like living. I only committed suicide to save monsters, but considering that their on the surface that point is kinda moot.

maybe be a bit more considerate. not all of us contemplate... that... to complete a goal.

• ...Fine. Let's just go.

Sans looked at the other him. He seemed a little stressed but otherwise he seems fine.

Sans walked away from the situation.

Eventually Sans found himself at a hill with a tree.

Sans bent down to pick a yellow flower, watching it become goop and then soul fragments.

"Interesting... I didn't even notice it until now." XGaster said, suddenly right next to Sans.

"no one has yet." Sans said as he took a step back from XGaster.

Sans summoned the HACK button.

"i guess this is goodbye-"

"Fascinating!..."

Gaster stared the HACK button and Sasn by proxy with scientific interest.

Sans felt he was being dissected by the guy's stare alone.

"...You wanted to know what OVERWRITE is... correct?"

"...yeah." 

"I know you saw it in detail earlier with that brat but do you want an explanation?"

"...suppose so."

"With that button can OVERWRITE reality. It is much stronger than RESET. You HACK button seems to be a weaker and unrefined version of OVERWRITE. It looked like you're pressing a button but you are actually executing lines of code you've created to alter yourself or others."

• How the hell did he figure all of that out?!

"look xgaster, i'm only using it to help my au!"

"I use mine to experiment to create the perfect timeline. Isn't that what you want? A reality that finally satisfies you?"

"why would you let the kid use it then to try to kill themselve?!"

"It won't work. I wouldn't let it."

"yeah sure... i don't feel like sticking around for when this goes sideways for you, bye xgaster."

"So what makes all confident in your HACKING then?!"

"... i know what i'm doing is wrong but I'm doing for the people i care for. you're... in denial. something in you broke and think that this is the way to your perfection."

"How dare you talk like you can even comprehend my-!"

Sans didn't let him keep speaking. 

Sans left.

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F̸̼͉͓̥̗̤͈̱̯̠̲̣͍̩̘̐̃̂̇͊̍̉̾̉̑̈́̍̄̿̑̏̂́͐͛̿͋̿̏̓̄̀͋̑̑̂̈̌̍̍͗͘̚͘̚̚͘͘͘̕͝i̷̧͔̫͉̱̳̟̬͔̳͕͕̱̠̼̼͙̺̗̲̼͈̫̬̦̮̘͍̘͍̙̜̤̙̝̝̯͉̫̭̠̤͉͂́̀͗̉̿͊͊̓͌̈́̏͘͜͝ͅͅn̶̼͔͕̱̳̩̘̼͈͙̞̟̳̦͇̫̎̌͒̈́̒̌͌̅͐̐̎̄̂̈͛̒̿̄̈́̈́̊͊̍̇̈́̈̀̓̑́̽̒͐̓͊̓̅͂̚͠͝͝ͅd̷̛͎͈͓̓͒̈́̅̇̍͗̀̇́̍̋̽́̎͒͋̿͐̈́̒̾̀͆͐̈́̏̔̔̅̊́̇̅͛͗͗̀̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝ ̵̧̢͔̫̜̘̥̙̘̥̲̫͉̲͈̥̮͓̦͎̤̺͉̹̥̇͜ş̸̩͎͉̺̜̗̱͈͉̞̪͔̞̞̩͖͇̫̪̮̟̼̝̳̤̪̳͎̦͖̬̬̳͓̤͔̝̫͕͈̈́̆̚ͅò̷̧̧͙̮͍̠̲̖̺̤͈̳̝̥̪̱̻͎̞̫͎̰͖̱̤̗̠̖̤̹̳̏͆̓͐̑͜͜ͅų̶̨̡̡̨̤̘̲̘̙̦̮̗͎̞̜̘̹̤͍̮͉̗̮̂̈́͂̊̌͌͌̍̌͊͆̓͗̓͗̊̅̉̉̀̎̋̌͆̈́̈̈́͊͌͗̄̈́̇̽̓̍̆̈́̓̈́́̚̕͝͝ͅͅĺ̷̡̛̛̛̘̺̘̺̯̬͎̭̯͎̘̣͉̲̖̭̠͇̼̃̂̑͛̇͊́͂̎̅̓̅͐̄̾͒̐͒̆͗̔̀̃̐̈͂͒̀̄̈́̈̓͘̚͝͝͝ ̸̮͈̻̻̠͆̓̓̐̂̿̓̇̃͌̈́̎̈́̈́̈́͛̾̎̌̽̄͌̿̄̓͆̑̈́̈̋̓̉̓͌̉́̏͐̓͘̚̚̕̕̕͝͝͝͠f̷̡̡̛̜̬͎̺̰̺̟̪̟̜̹͕̠͔͔̬̦͓͔̼͈̜̘̼̤̲͙͊͑͛͆͋̈́̊̾̎̈́̎̐̈́̈́̏̃̊̂̂̉́̿̓͂̄̈͑͘͜͝ͅŗ̵̢̛̦̙̬͈̘̯̼̱̺͎͇̠̳̬̳̜͙̺̏͊̿͊̿̄̐̐͌̄͗͌̓͌͌̓̏̄̈́̾̀̉̓̒͊̽̾͑̾̄̈́̏͐̊̚̚̕̚̕͝͠͝͠ą̴̥̤͚̟̌̓̐̍͊͝g̴̛̤̟̲͉͖̠̫̈́͐̆̇̈̿̌̾̌͛̓́̍̈͒̔͗̉̿͌̅̃͗̀̀̈́͋̈̚̕͘͘̕͘͜͜͝͠͝͝͠m̴̡̨͈̬̱͉͚̼̤̦͙̞̹̣͚͎̟͚͙̻̻̫͎̒̿́̌̐͗͌̋͑̾̅́͘͜ę̶̧̡̡̧̨̢̡̡͎̙̰͖͔̯̳̣̟̪̫̙͔̳͚̘̟̳̭̲̝̳̯̳̥̳̮̖̙̗̅̐́͌͐̐́̉̄̉̍̌̑̀͛̊̈́̉̓̕͜͝͝͝n̸̢̨̡̳̦̦̪̙̟͈͚͉̮͖̺̟̖̯̲̩͍̲̰̝̥̐́̑̌̉̈́̽̈́̌͂̓̇̃̑͋̓͐̓͂̓̀͌͊̓͊̈́͒̏̈̈͂̇̏̑̕̕͘̕͜͝͠͠t̷̨͚̫͕̤͎̥̙̯͓͕̘̱̲̦̩͖̠̞͈̯̪͎͖̬̠̭̩̰̻̲̳̥͖̜̻͉̊̅͂͂͋̌͆̎̂̒́͘̕͜͠͠ͅ

Sans half expecting to be backwards Error but he must had better things to do because he's in another AU. 

He's in front of Undyne's house.

• Hey Sans, you still have that cloak on. I wouldn't trust anything XGaster gave you.

oh right!... thanks?

It's still weird to have Chara be helpful, even if they still want to murder.

Sans chucked the cloak off and gaster blastered it to ashes. 

"Uh..."

Sans turned around and saw Undyne, Papyrus and himself staring from Undyne's doorway.

Undyne looked the same but the two skeleton bros looked different.

Papyrus didn't have his battle body but clothes that were similar enough.

Sans had clothes that were duller in colour and sweatpants.

The three of them stared in confusion (the Sans was shaking and sweating in fear?)

"... from the looks of your faces, you've never met someone from another au... right?"

The other Sans took a step back while Papyrus stood in front of him. Undyne brought out her spear.

"What the hell is another AU?!" 

"it stands for alternate universe. there's like a lot of them. you mind me coming in to chat before you try to attack me?"

"Fine..."

Sans sat the table with other Sans and Papyrus. 

Sans tried to make eye contact with the other Sans but he kept looming away all nervous.

ookayyee? what's with him?

"HEY, DON'T LOOK AT SANS LIKE THAT SANS. IT MAKES SANS NERVOUS."

Is Papyrus the responsible one in this world?

• You suggest checking the AU name.

"hey undyne, my eye is going to go orange for sec but nothing is going to happen. i'm just reading something."

Undyne was standing next to Sans instead of sitting down.

"Alright, but I'm watching you punk!"

Sans HACKED his eyesight.

AnxietyTale

Sans UNHACKED his eyesight quickly after. He was trying to not hack as much as he used too. He's been dealing with a bit of withdrawal but he's- okay not fine but he could be worst.

"okay! i know you have questions so i'll allow one each then i'll ask my own before i go. kinda on a short schedule with a new 'friend' who i probably should find after this... "

How will Sans even get to the white void? He doesn't know.

"So who the hell are you? Sans doesn't have freaky orange lines all over him?!" Undyne asked with her arms crossed.

"well i am sans the skeleton. but my universe is a bit different. But since my au is called undercontrol i'm just called control. 

the first or classic aus and timeline are called undertale so branching ats and aus have different names. for example this place is called anxietytale."

Both Undyne and Papyrus look at the other Sans briefly. The other Sans shrinks into his jacket at the attention.

• I think I figured out why it's called Anxietytale.

no duh, poor kid.

• He's like the same age as you!

Papyrus cleared his voice before speaking.

"ERM... HOW MANY AU'S ARE THERE,"

"well... someone described it to me like it being a desert that keeps getting even bigger and expanding. basically it's infinite."

Papyrus and Undyne thought on that as the anxiety Sans spoke.

"so a-are sanes usually l-like me?" He asked scared for even speaking.

"...usually we're depressed. but it's way better than the some of the more... personable sanses."

• You list off the names of crazy Sanses that Sans has met or heard about.
• Horror
• Horror 2
• Dust
• Killer
• Error
• Nightmare you assume.

yikes.

Sans got up from the table.

"well... this has been awkward. see ya."

He shortcutted away.

Sans had found the soul fragment at the dump.

Sans looked over everything.

"you gonna stop hiding sans?" 

Anxiety Sans jumped fright and almost tripped into the water.

"h-hi control."

"you need something?"

"um... y-yeah."

"shoot."

"you know about... s-s-saves a-and r-resets right?"

"that typically makes a sans depressed, so yeah i know."

"do we ever g-get a good e-ending?"

• Uh... 

Sans was quiet before coming to an answer.

"it can happen. good can happen. but bad also can happen. it really depends on who has the most determination and what the limits your world is...

don't give up though. there's a good reason for why determination is all powerful force, you know?"

"m-maybe..."

Before Sans could figure out how to hug Anxiety without spooking him, a glitchy white portal opened next Sans to reveal a grumpy Error.

"eek!" Anxiety squeaked as his eye flared yellow and purple.

"calm down anxiety, this is error, he's fine for now. i thought you would of grabbed me earlier?"

"s̵h̵u̸t̷ ̷i̶t̴.̴ ̷i̸ ̸w̸a̴s̷ ̶b̴u̴s̶y̴.̴ ̷h̶u̸r̸r̸y̵ ̴u̵p̴ ̴b̴e̷f̵o̴r̵e̶ ̵i̴ ̶c̵h̷a̵n̵g̵e̵ ̴m̶y̵ ̷m̷i̶n̸d̶ ̶o̵n̴ ̵o̴u̷r̶ ̵d̸e̴a̷l̷.̶"

Sans waved at the terrified anxiety before walking through the portal.

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 "-and that's what I learnt from xtale."

"r̸e̷a̷l̸l̶y̷?̸ ̴w̵h̶y̴ ̶d̴o̷e̵s̵ ̷i̴n̷k̴ ̶s̸e̵e̷m̸ ̶s̶o̵ ̷i̴n̶v̷e̶s̷t̴e̵d̷ ̶t̷h̶e̵n̸?̸ ̷i̸s̵ ̷t̴h̶e̵ ̶o̵v̸e̵r̵w̴r̵i̵t̸e̵ ̵o̸r̷.̵.̴.̷"

Error started mumbling to himself.

Sans ignored him to look around. There was nothing excepts the stringed souls, and a bean bag. 

• This looks like the kind of place anyone would go crazy in. 
• You point out that both Error and Chara want to destroy everything.
• ...

frisk has a point. You're always telling me what's what about your opinion on me. why can't we do the same?

• I know I'm not sane. But seeing this glitching loses who is a bigger critic than Control puts a thing or two into perspective.

control?

• I like the nickname.
• You think its fine but you prefer calling Sans by his name, Sans.

hmm. i mean occasionally i call myself control but it's nice to know that I'm still sans, despite everything.

Sans looked at Error with his HACKED eyesight. His code was an absolute mess. It barely resembled a Sans's code. It makes Gaster's code seem like a typo in comparison.

Error turned to face Control.

"y̴o̷u̶ ̸m̶i̶n̵d̵?̴!̷ i̸ ̵c̵a̶n̴ ̴s̶e̵e̵ ̷c̸o̴d̷e̷s̵ ̶t̸o̵o̵ ̶s̸o̴ ̵q̵u̵i̵t̸ ̷i̷t̵!̷"

"right, sorry?"

Error scoffed and he flicked his hand it him.

"̸y̸e̷a̷h̷ ̵y̶o̸u̷ ̴c̵a̵n̴ ̸g̴o̸ ̶n̵o̴w̸.̶ ̵i̴'̵l̸l̸ ̵l̶e̸t̶ ̵y̴o̵u̵ ̸k̸n̷o̴w̷ ̶w̸h̷e̸n̷ ̶i̴ ̶n̸e̶e̴d̴ ̶y̷o̴u̷ ̶o̷r̸ ̶i̸f̵ ̵n̴i̵g̷h̵t̶m̴a̴r̶e̷ ̵i̵s̸ ̴a̸r̷o̷u̷n̵d̶.̷ ̸g̸o̴.̴"̸

"later..."

Sans knows that he can't trust Error as far as he can throw him but he can agree that most AU's are pretty terrible.

Error gave a brief explanation on who Ink was. A Sans skeleton who helps creators make new AUs.

He's also a 'soulless paint freak' apparently.

The fact that players and creators exist beyond the multiverse and create AUs makes Sans want to spiral, let alone that someone wants to help them make more AUs. It's so messed up.

But aleast no new AU's are being made now. None are destroyed either. It's good enough balance as long as you don't think about the insanity. (Sans wondered why the destroyer of AU's isn't destroying but he didn't feel like pushing his luck.)

Sans shrugged and left what Error's calls the Anti-void.

F̸̼͉͓̥̗̤͈̱̯̠̲̣͍̩̘̐̃̂̇͊̍̉̾̉̑̈́̍̄̿̑̏̂́͐͛̿͋̿̏̓̄̀͋̑̑̂̈̌̍̍͗͘̚͘̚̚͘͘͘̕͝i̷̧͔̫͉̱̳̟̬͔̳͕͕̱̠̼̼͙̺̗̲̼͈̫̬̦̮̘͍̘͍̙̜̤̙̝̝̯͉̫̭̠̤͉͂́̀͗̉̿͊͊̓͌̈́̏͘͜͝ͅͅn̶̼͔͕̱̳̩̘̼͈͙̞̟̳̦͇̫̎̌͒̈́̒̌͌̅͐̐̎̄̂̈͛̒̿̄̈́̈́̊͊̍̇̈́̈̀̓̑́̽̒͐̓͊̓̅͂̚͠͝͝ͅd̷̛͎͈͓̓͒̈́̅̇̍͗̀̇́̍̋̽́̎͒͋̿͐̈́̒̾̀͆͐̈́̏̔̔̅̊́̇̅͛͗͗̀̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝ ̵̧̢͔̫̜̘̥̙̘̥̲̫͉̲͈̥̮͓̦͎̤̺͉̹̥̇͜ş̸̩͎͉̺̜̗̱͈͉̞̪͔̞̞̩͖͇̫̪̮̟̼̝̳̤̪̳͎̦͖̬̬̳͓̤͔̝̫͕͈̈́̆̚ͅò̷̧̧͙̮͍̠̲̖̺̤͈̳̝̥̪̱̻͎̞̫͎̰͖̱̤̗̠̖̤̹̳̏͆̓͐̑͜͜ͅų̶̨̡̡̨̤̘̲̘̙̦̮̗͎̞̜̘̹̤͍̮͉̗̮̂̈́͂̊̌͌͌̍̌͊͆̓͗̓͗̊̅̉̉̀̎̋̌͆̈́̈̈́͊͌͗̄̈́̇̽̓̍̆̈́̓̈́́̚̕͝͝ͅͅĺ̷̡̛̛̛̘̺̘̺̯̬͎̭̯͎̘̣͉̲̖̭̠͇̼̃̂̑͛̇͊́͂̎̅̓̅͐̄̾͒̐͒̆͗̔̀̃̐̈͂͒̀̄̈́̈̓͘̚͝͝͝ ̸̮͈̻̻̠͆̓̓̐̂̿̓̇̃͌̈́̎̈́̈́̈́͛̾̎̌̽̄͌̿̄̓͆̑̈́̈̋̓̉̓͌̉́̏͐̓͘̚̚̕̕̕͝͝͝͠f̷̡̡̛̜̬͎̺̰̺̟̪̟̜̹͕̠͔͔̬̦͓͔̼͈̜̘̼̤̲͙͊͑͛͆͋̈́̊̾̎̈́̎̐̈́̈́̏̃̊̂̂̉́̿̓͂̄̈͑͘͜͝ͅŗ̵̢̛̦̙̬͈̘̯̼̱̺͎͇̠̳̬̳̜͙̺̏͊̿͊̿̄̐̐͌̄͗͌̓͌͌̓̏̄̈́̾̀̉̓̒͊̽̾͑̾̄̈́̏͐̊̚̚̕̚̕͝͠͝͠ą̴̥̤͚̟̌̓̐̍͊͝g̴̛̤̟̲͉͖̠̫̈́͐̆̇̈̿̌̾̌͛̓́̍̈͒̔͗̉̿͌̅̃͗̀̀̈́͋̈̚̕͘͘̕͘͜͜͝͠͝͝͠m̴̡̨͈̬̱͉͚̼̤̦͙̞̹̣͚͎̟͚͙̻̻̫͎̒̿́̌̐͗͌̋͑̾̅́͘͜ę̶̧̡̡̧̨̢̡̡͎̙̰͖͔̯̳̣̟̪̫̙͔̳͚̘̟̳̭̲̝̳̯̳̥̳̮̖̙̗̅̐́͌͐̐́̉̄̉̍̌̑̀͛̊̈́̉̓̕͜͝͝͝n̸̢̨̡̳̦̦̪̙̟͈͚͉̮͖̺̟̖̯̲̩͍̲̰̝̥̐́̑̌̉̈́̽̈́̌͂̓̇̃̑͋̓͐̓͂̓̀͌͊̓͊̈́͒̏̈̈͂̇̏̑̕̕͘̕͜͝͠͠t̷̨͚̫͕̤͎̥̙̯͓͕̘̱̲̦̩͖̠̞͈̯̪͎͖̬̠̭̩̰̻̲̳̥͖̜̻͉̊̅͂͂͋̌͆̎̂̒́͘̕͜͠͠ͅ

Sans opened his eyes. It's Alphys lab. Sans can see the fridge and the camera screen... and an Alphys frozen in shock.

"S-Sans?!" She spluttered. Tears were falling down her face as she reached to grab him, like she was checking to see that he was real.

• You worry about the fate of Sans in this universe.

"uh... not your one. you believe in like alternative realities right? it's that."

"O-Of course! I just... I-I..."

Alphys was about to cry.

• You tell Sans to comfort her.
• Yeah, you need the practice.

Sans patted her shoulder. Alphys hugged Sans and started to sob.

"I'm s-so sorry S-Sans! I'M S-SORRY!"

Sans hugged her as she ranted apologies to what was clearly her universe Sans to him.

"It's okay, alphys. i got you." 

Eventually Alphys stopped crying and let go of Sans.

"I-I'm sorry for crying on you."

"It's fine." 

Sans looked at his shirt. There was still a tear in the collar from Killer's knife.

• Hey did you even replenish your health after you undid your HP?

...to be fair i'm used to only having 1 hp.

• You scold Sans on health.

Sans shook himself out of those thoughts as he continued talking to Alphys.

"...so i'm guessing i'm dead here in this universe..." He used his HACKED eyesight briefly, "sixbones? what does that mean?..."

Alphys looked away.

"You aren't dead... Sans, did I in your universe tried the D-DETERMINATION experiments?" Sge asked softly.

i am not liking where this is going.

"yeah."

"And... does... d-does Papyrus fall down too?"

"no!" 

"I'm s-sorry-"

Sans gripped Alphys shoulder tightly. His eye lights were blacked out.

"alphys, just tell what happened."

So Sans listened to how Papyrus fell down, Sans being there to help Papyrus and how when the melting happened they became an amalgamate.

"So that what happened t-to Sans and Papyrus here..." Alphys trailed off.

"...can i see them?" He asked.

"A-Are you sure?"

"yep. I helped feed the amalgamates in my au so i know how... bad it gets. i want to see it with my own eyes."

Sans followed Alphys through the true laboratory. He had been their before but it was polite to let her go first. 

The two of came across a doorway when IT stumbled through.

Sans couldn't stop the gasp he let out at the sight.

"SANS- me- YOU- PuZzLeS?" 

More than once voice came out of the them. It was a grotesque seeing him and his brother melted and confused like this. 

Looking at it with HACKED eyes was worst. The code that was mangled and fused was horrific to understand.

The most disturbing thing though was their smile. Were they still happy to be with each other even like this?!

• Can ghosts vomit? Because even I don't like this at all.
• You rub Chara's back in case they vomit.

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Sans has his soul fragment (it was a rock in hotland) but instead of just leaving, he decided to shortcut back to Alphys's lab.

Sans almost fell unto his knees when he came back.

"S-Sans are you alright?!"

"yeah, just outta energy. it's a little exhausting jumping all over AU's like this."

"D-Do you want to sit down or sleep here?"

"sure." 

"Hey S-Sans?"

"yeah?"

"why are you travelling all over the AUs? I would think a Sans would want to stay in their AU."

"you would think that but the only monsters i've met outside of aus are sanses. guess the multiverse has a sense of irony."

"Hmm... Sans. C-Can I ask you a question?"

"shoot." 

"What happened to you? Not just in your AU adventure but before in your AU. You called it Undercontrol?"

"...that's a long story that i'm not sure i have the time for."

"Why are you on a time limit? Sans... I won't judge you. I just... want to make it up to my Sans by helping a Sans. I couldn't even do that for mine..."

Control thought about it.

Alphys was a scientist and his friend. This isn't his Alphys but she's closer enough for Sans to read her like a book. She earnestly wants to help.

(On a deeper level Sans knows that Alphys wouldn't- COULDN'T judge him. She would be sympathetic because she thinks herself to be a bad person.)

Maybe... she could understand? Would it feel better to actually talk about all of this to someone who isn't involved?

• You mention how if Alphys can except it here then maybe she can except it at home too.

...nah. it's one thing learn about hacking, but it's another to find out that you've been hacked and that your friend is a liar. everybody would probably hate me.

Sans ignored whatever Frisk was going say to respond to Alphys. 

"alright. i kind of need an actual friend anyways because i'm pretty error will kill me when he gets bored or something. you might need a notepad by the way."

So Sans explained Undertale, timelines, Gaster, HACK, AU's, his soul, all of it. It actually felt a little good and bad all this off his chest.

Alphys true to her word, didn't react negatively. She blushed a little at her Undyne being a couple but for the rest she kept a serious but focused face as she write down everything Sans said.

Sans starting eating the instant noodles he made while he was talking.

"Hey Sans?"

"Yeah?"

"Give a second."

"The second turned into almost two hours when Alphys started speed inventing. 

She then put the glowing orange disk (size of a plate) on his desk next the computer, wires going in or out.

"S-Sans you told me that you can't go back to AU's that don't a fragment right?"

"yes."

"Well I have a-an idea."

"i'm all ears... or the lack there of for skeletons."

"um... i know how this sounds but can you refracture the soul peice you got from here?"

"what?"

"J-Just for a-a moment so i can scan it! I'm g-going replicate the energy s-signature so that you can come here for w-whem you need a break!"

Sans stared for a moment. Considering the crushing regret and guilt for the determination experiments, she must be 100% confident in this. Sans wants try this whole trusting thing so...

"...okay."

Sans summoned his soul. Using his HACKED eyesight he could see the cracks that wouldn't be able to be seen for most. He found the SIXBONES shard and carefully tore it apart from the whole.

It hurt like hell.

Alphys's scan was over in a few minutes when she told him that he can put the fragment back.

"Th-Thank you Sans!"

"no problem... i'll test out after i get another fragment."

Sans stood up and was about to press the button when Alphys asked,

"H-Hey Sans? Do you think that I- er- your Alphys deserved forgiveness for what she d-did?"

"...of course."

"Th-Then I think you deserve forgiveness too."

Sans gave her a sad smile before leaving.

Chapter Text

F̸̼͉͓̥̗̤͈̱̯̠̲̣͍̩̘̐̃̂̇͊̍̉̾̉̑̈́̍̄̿̑̏̂́͐͛̿͋̿̏̓̄̀͋̑̑̂̈̌̍̍͗͘̚͘̚̚͘͘͘̕͝i̷̧͔̫͉̱̳̟̬͔̳͕͕̱̠̼̼͙̺̗̲̼͈̫̬̦̮̘͍̘͍̙̜̤̙̝̝̯͉̫̭̠̤͉͂́̀͗̉̿͊͊̓͌̈́̏͘͜͝ͅͅn̶̼͔͕̱̳̩̘̼͈͙̞̟̳̦͇̫̎̌͒̈́̒̌͌̅͐̐̎̄̂̈͛̒̿̄̈́̈́̊͊̍̇̈́̈̀̓̑́̽̒͐̓͊̓̅͂̚͠͝͝ͅd̷̛͎͈͓̓͒̈́̅̇̍͗̀̇́̍̋̽́̎͒͋̿͐̈́̒̾̀͆͐̈́̏̔̔̅̊́̇̅͛͗͗̀̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝ ̵̧̢͔̫̜̘̥̙̘̥̲̫͉̲͈̥̮͓̦͎̤̺͉̹̥̇͜ş̸̩͎͉̺̜̗̱͈͉̞̪͔̞̞̩͖͇̫̪̮̟̼̝̳̤̪̳͎̦͖̬̬̳͓̤͔̝̫͕͈̈́̆̚ͅò̷̧̧͙̮͍̠̲̖̺̤͈̳̝̥̪̱̻͎̞̫͎̰͖̱̤̗̠̖̤̹̳̏͆̓͐̑͜͜ͅų̶̨̡̡̨̤̘̲̘̙̦̮̗͎̞̜̘̹̤͍̮͉̗̮̂̈́͂̊̌͌͌̍̌͊͆̓͗̓͗̊̅̉̉̀̎̋̌͆̈́̈̈́͊͌͗̄̈́̇̽̓̍̆̈́̓̈́́̚̕͝͝ͅͅĺ̷̡̛̛̛̘̺̘̺̯̬͎̭̯͎̘̣͉̲̖̭̠͇̼̃̂̑͛̇͊́͂̎̅̓̅͐̄̾͒̐͒̆͗̔̀̃̐̈͂͒̀̄̈́̈̓͘̚͝͝͝ ̸̮͈̻̻̠͆̓̓̐̂̿̓̇̃͌̈́̎̈́̈́̈́͛̾̎̌̽̄͌̿̄̓͆̑̈́̈̋̓̉̓͌̉́̏͐̓͘̚̚̕̕̕͝͝͝͠f̷̡̡̛̜̬͎̺̰̺̟̪̟̜̹͕̠͔͔̬̦͓͔̼͈̜̘̼̤̲͙͊͑͛͆͋̈́̊̾̎̈́̎̐̈́̈́̏̃̊̂̂̉́̿̓͂̄̈͑͘͜͝ͅŗ̵̢̛̦̙̬͈̘̯̼̱̺͎͇̠̳̬̳̜͙̺̏͊̿͊̿̄̐̐͌̄͗͌̓͌͌̓̏̄̈́̾̀̉̓̒͊̽̾͑̾̄̈́̏͐̊̚̚̕̚̕͝͠͝͠ą̴̥̤͚̟̌̓̐̍͊͝g̴̛̤̟̲͉͖̠̫̈́͐̆̇̈̿̌̾̌͛̓́̍̈͒̔͗̉̿͌̅̃͗̀̀̈́͋̈̚̕͘͘̕͘͜͜͝͠͝͝͠m̴̡̨͈̬̱͉͚̼̤̦͙̞̹̣͚͎̟͚͙̻̻̫͎̒̿́̌̐͗͌̋͑̾̅́͘͜ę̶̧̡̡̧̨̢̡̡͎̙̰͖͔̯̳̣̟̪̫̙͔̳͚̘̟̳̭̲̝̳̯̳̥̳̮̖̙̗̅̐́͌͐̐́̉̄̉̍̌̑̀͛̊̈́̉̓̕͜͝͝͝n̸̢̨̡̳̦̦̪̙̟͈͚͉̮͖̺̟̖̯̲̩͍̲̰̝̥̐́̑̌̉̈́̽̈́̌͂̓̇̃̑͋̓͐̓͂̓̀͌͊̓͊̈́͒̏̈̈͂̇̏̑̕̕͘̕͜͝͠͠t̷̨͚̫͕̤͎̥̙̯͓͕̘̱̲̦̩͖̠̞͈̯̪͎͖̬̠̭̩̰̻̲̳̥͖̜̻͉̊̅͂͂͋̌͆̎̂̒́͘̕͜͠͠ͅ

Sans opened his eyes to the surface. He was on the highway-

• Get off the highway! You're going kill us!

Sans shortcutted of the highway and into an alleyway.

better?

• You tell Sans about car safety. You also tell him to give his tricycle licence over because he clearly isn't ready for the road.
• Damn, why Frisk the mom friend of our situation?

Sans rolled his eyes to HACK his eyesight. 

UnderSwap

• I thought we got the Underswap fragment already.

i think it's like the two horrors. Multiple versions of one au.

Sans could read the abnormally long string of numbers that identify what version of Underswap it is.

why is there so many underswaps?

Frisk shrugs and Chara gives a one shoulder shrug.

Sans peaked out of the hallway.

It was a Swap Sans talking with an Asgore wearing something close to Tori's outfit and some kind of DJ Mettaton

Underswap!Asgore

Underswap!Napstablook

• Oh so... does that mean the Mettaton all and depressed now? Underswap is so weird.
• You raise your eyebrows at Asgore. You wonder if Toriel is wearing Asgore's clothes in Underswap.

As Swap Sans waved goodbye to them Sans felt like he was being watched.

Sans turned around and faced-

Underfell!Sans

"what are you fuckin' up too?" The Fell sans asked with a growl.

This Sans different had that Red, Gold and Black aesthetic like the Fell Asgore and UnderFell had.

He had sharp teeth with one being gold, red sweater with black jacket with fur that radiated heat, red and gold shorts, red socks with red and black sneakers.

His left eye blazed bright red.

• Woah, you almost look cool Control! But this Sans is clearly a threat so let's fight him!
• You think Sans looks better in blue. You also tell Sans be defensive for now.

Control took a step back. He dispelled his HACKED sight and instead his own eye blazed orange and blue. 

But before a fight could possibly break out, the swap sans popped up and stopped them both. 

"STOP FELLOW SANSES! RED, YOU KNOW BETTER THAN ANTAGONISING POTENTIAL NEW FRIENDS!"

"blue, i get that you have this whole pacifism thing here but this guy could be from one of those crazy aus!"

wait what?! does he think that i'm like those murder sanses or something?! 

• Well you were just spying on monsters, not mention your whole glowy creepy lines all over you. Not to mention you LV and me somehow.
• You tell Sans to ACT and stop Fell Sans from trying to kill him.

yeah yeah, got it.

Sans put his hands in the air in surrender.

"look, this is a huge misunderstanding. i just need to grab something from my au and go. i was curious about this au's monsters but i don't want stick around and cause issues."

Swap Sans gave star eyes practically and grabbed one of Control Sans's hands to shake it.

"NO PROBLEM AT ALL. ALLOW ME TO INDRODUCE MYSELF. I AM THE MAGNIFICENT SANS, ALSO KNOWN AS BLUE ACROSS THE AU'S AND WELCOME TO UNDERSWAP!"

Sans was a bit freaked out. Not just from sheer amount of genuine energy and positivity coming out of a Sans of all things, but also Sans realised that apart from hugging SIXBONES Alphys he hasn't physically touched someone in a long time. It feels wierd.

Sans ended the handshake a little early and gave a wave instead.

"um, i'm from undercontrol. people from out my au have been calling me control."

The Fell Sans rolled his eyes and gave a sarcastic smile at Control.

"i'm red from underfell. freaky name for your au."

"i'm aware. what's up with the colour thing though? i would think you would be both called swap and fell."

"it just stuck better. plus most people from out of the au called blue by the name blue cuz of that star sans blue." Red said scratching at his face with gloved hand.

"oh, i haven't met any yet."

He knew there was three of them. Blue (who was basically a Papyrus in the wrong body), Ink (the 'paint freak' who helps creators make aus), and some other third person (probably a Sans considering everything).

"REALLY? WELL DREAM AND SOMETIMES BLUE LIKES TO VISIT HERE SO MAYBE YOU'LL GET LUCKY. FOR NOW LETS FIND YOUR THING... WHAT ARE WE LOOKING FOR?"

Dream? 

• You wonder what kind of Sans Dream is.
• Maybe he's a Sans that never wakes up but still judges you? Like he's dreaming and snoring his head off while he stops us from erasing the timeline?

who knows.

"i know where my thing is, you can follow me if you want but it's up to you."

Blue was about say something when Red interrupted.

"funny how you don't wanna say what this thing is. don't bullshit a bullshiter." Red said as crossed his arms.

Sans really didn't feel like exposing the fact he's hunting for soul fragments to Red. He seems like he's trying to play nice but Sans vividly remembers the last time he met someone from Underfell. 

• You point out that Red could be from an Underfell Pacifist timeline.

maybe... but i don't want to risk it. 

"you don't have to follow. i'll be out of your metaphorical hair soon anyways."

Sans shortcutted to a rooftop before he got a response.

He grabbed a piece of the air and as he was turning it to goop the two other Sans appeared.

"hey!-" Red stopped talking as he sae the goop into two soul fragments. One went into Sans and the other went to his inventory.

"...ARE YOU OKAY CONTROL?"

"i'm fine-" Control's soul and a third turned blue (it was now visible for the two skeleton to see the human soul and fractured monster one) as he was dragged to Red.

"RED LET GO OF HIM-"

"why the hell is your soul broken?! and how can you melt the friggin' air? don't tell me that your au has you working under gaster or something!"

Sans wanted to leave right now. He hated how vulnerable he was and how the situation was spiralling out of control. He couldn't breath. His hands were twitching to press the HACK button and tearopenRedandaccesseverynumberandeverylineofcodethatmadeRedlikethis-

• Sans I love the violent attitude but you're having a break down in front-
• You tell Chara to shut it and that theur help is making it worst. Then you Sans to go the SIXBONES AU. You tell Sans to remember Alphys's machine.

Sans could vaguely remember it through his fear and withdrawal.

He had to chance to go when Blue grabbed Red and his souls went back to normal.

He left Underswap.

F̸̼͉͓̥̗̤͈̱̯̠̲̣͍̩̘̐̃̂̇͊̍̉̾̉̑̈́̍̄̿̑̏̂́͐͛̿͋̿̏̓̄̀͋̑̑̂̈̌̍̍͗͘̚͘̚̚͘͘͘̕͝i̷̧͔̫͉̱̳̟̬͔̳͕͕̱̠̼̼͙̺̗̲̼͈̫̬̦̮̘͍̘͍̙̜̤̙̝̝̯͉̫̭̠̤͉͂́̀͗̉̿͊͊̓͌̈́̏͘͜͝ͅͅn̶̼͔͕̱̳̩̘̼͈͙̞̟̳̦͇̫̎̌͒̈́̒̌͌̅͐̐̎̄̂̈͛̒̿̄̈́̈́̊͊̍̇̈́̈̀̓̑́̽̒͐̓͊̓̅͂̚͠͝͝ͅd̷̛͎͈͓̓͒̈́̅̇̍͗̀̇́̍̋̽́̎͒͋̿͐̈́̒̾̀͆͐̈́̏̔̔̅̊́̇̅͛͗͗̀̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝ ̵̧̢͔̫̜̘̥̙̘̥̲̫͉̲͈̥̮͓̦͎̤̺͉̹̥̇͜ş̸̩͎͉̺̜̗̱͈͉̞̪͔̞̞̩͖͇̫̪̮̟̼̝̳̤̪̳͎̦͖̬̬̳͓̤͔̝̫͕͈̈́̆̚ͅò̷̧̧͙̮͍̠̲̖̺̤͈̳̝̥̪̱̻͎̞̫͎̰͖̱̤̗̠̖̤̹̳̏͆̓͐̑͜͜ͅų̶̨̡̡̨̤̘̲̘̙̦̮̗͎̞̜̘̹̤͍̮͉̗̮̂̈́͂̊̌͌͌̍̌͊͆̓͗̓͗̊̅̉̉̀̎̋̌͆̈́̈̈́͊͌͗̄̈́̇̽̓̍̆̈́̓̈́́̚̕͝͝ͅͅĺ̷̡̛̛̛̘̺̘̺̯̬͎̭̯͎̘̣͉̲̖̭̠͇̼̃̂̑͛̇͊́͂̎̅̓̅͐̄̾͒̐͒̆͗̔̀̃̐̈͂͒̀̄̈́̈̓͘̚͝͝͝ ̸̮͈̻̻̠͆̓̓̐̂̿̓̇̃͌̈́̎̈́̈́̈́͛̾̎̌̽̄͌̿̄̓͆̑̈́̈̋̓̉̓͌̉́̏͐̓͘̚̚̕̕̕͝͝͝͠f̷̡̡̛̜̬͎̺̰̺̟̪̟̜̹͕̠͔͔̬̦͓͔̼͈̜̘̼̤̲͙͊͑͛͆͋̈́̊̾̎̈́̎̐̈́̈́̏̃̊̂̂̉́̿̓͂̄̈͑͘͜͝ͅŗ̵̢̛̦̙̬͈̘̯̼̱̺͎͇̠̳̬̳̜͙̺̏͊̿͊̿̄̐̐͌̄͗͌̓͌͌̓̏̄̈́̾̀̉̓̒͊̽̾͑̾̄̈́̏͐̊̚̚̕̚̕͝͠͝͠ą̴̥̤͚̟̌̓̐̍͊͝g̴̛̤̟̲͉͖̠̫̈́͐̆̇̈̿̌̾̌͛̓́̍̈͒̔͗̉̿͌̅̃͗̀̀̈́͋̈̚̕͘͘̕͘͜͜͝͠͝͝͠m̴̡̨͈̬̱͉͚̼̤̦͙̞̹̣͚͎̟͚͙̻̻̫͎̒̿́̌̐͗͌̋͑̾̅́͘͜ę̶̧̡̡̧̨̢̡̡͎̙̰͖͔̯̳̣̟̪̫̙͔̳͚̘̟̳̭̲̝̳̯̳̥̳̮̖̙̗̅̐́͌͐̐́̉̄̉̍̌̑̀͛̊̈́̉̓̕͜͝͝͝n̸̢̨̡̳̦̦̪̙̟͈͚͉̮͖̺̟̖̯̲̩͍̲̰̝̥̐́̑̌̉̈́̽̈́̌͂̓̇̃̑͋̓͐̓͂̓̀͌͊̓͊̈́͒̏̈̈͂̇̏̑̕̕͘̕͜͝͠͠t̷̨͚̫͕̤͎̥̙̯͓͕̘̱̲̦̩͖̠̞͈̯̪͎͖̬̠̭̩̰̻̲̳̥͖̜̻͉̊̅͂͂͋̌͆̎̂̒́͘̕͜͠͠ͅ?

Sans gasped as he found himself on the lab floor.

"Sans- I mean C-Control?" 

It was SIXBONES Alphys wearing PJ's.

"...guess your machine works." Sans said before Sans laid down on the ground as he tried to keep his self control in check. 

Chapter Text

Sans chilled with Alphys for half an hour just talking about stuff. He mentioned the other Underswap briefly but he didn't want to go into detail right now. Alphys understood and went to other topics.

"H-Hey if I went to another AU would I be c-called SIXBONES or SIXBONES Alphys? That doesn't seem right since y-you said that is the name of... the S-Sans and P-Papyrus Amalgamate."

"maybe you would just call yourself six?"

"SIX? That would make sound like I'm the sixth Alphys in existence. Not to mention it's kind of d-dehumanising isn't it? J-Just being called a number."

"well we aren't human so would it be demonsterising?" 

"Y-You know what I mean."

"yeah. i met an alphys who was only called assistant by xgaster so... maybe you'll think of a better name?"

"That XTale G-Gaster sounds pretty scary. Hopefully our Gaster a-are different."

"here's hoping." 

Sans got up.

"welp, i gotta go find more soul parts so see ya later."

He was now at one third of a soul! He hoped that all the rest of the fragment were not to size as dust specks now. That would be demoralising to say the least.

"O-Oh, goodbye!"

Sans left.

F̸̼͉͓̥̗̤͈̱̯̠̲̣͍̩̘̐̃̂̇͊̍̉̾̉̑̈́̍̄̿̑̏̂́͐͛̿͋̿̏̓̄̀͋̑̑̂̈̌̍̍͗͘̚͘̚̚͘͘͘̕͝i̷̧͔̫͉̱̳̟̬͔̳͕͕̱̠̼̼͙̺̗̲̼͈̫̬̦̮̘͍̘͍̙̜̤̙̝̝̯͉̫̭̠̤͉͂́̀͗̉̿͊͊̓͌̈́̏͘͜͝ͅͅn̶̼͔͕̱̳̩̘̼͈͙̞̟̳̦͇̫̎̌͒̈́̒̌͌̅͐̐̎̄̂̈͛̒̿̄̈́̈́̊͊̍̇̈́̈̀̓̑́̽̒͐̓͊̓̅͂̚͠͝͝ͅd̷̛͎͈͓̓͒̈́̅̇̍͗̀̇́̍̋̽́̎͒͋̿͐̈́̒̾̀͆͐̈́̏̔̔̅̊́̇̅͛͗͗̀̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝ ̵̧̢͔̫̜̘̥̙̘̥̲̫͉̲͈̥̮͓̦͎̤̺͉̹̥̇͜ş̸̩͎͉̺̜̗̱͈͉̞̪͔̞̞̩͖͇̫̪̮̟̼̝̳̤̪̳͎̦͖̬̬̳͓̤͔̝̫͕͈̈́̆̚ͅò̷̧̧͙̮͍̠̲̖̺̤͈̳̝̥̪̱̻͎̞̫͎̰͖̱̤̗̠̖̤̹̳̏͆̓͐̑͜͜ͅų̶̨̡̡̨̤̘̲̘̙̦̮̗͎̞̜̘̹̤͍̮͉̗̮̂̈́͂̊̌͌͌̍̌͊͆̓͗̓͗̊̅̉̉̀̎̋̌͆̈́̈̈́͊͌͗̄̈́̇̽̓̍̆̈́̓̈́́̚̕͝͝ͅͅĺ̷̡̛̛̛̘̺̘̺̯̬͎̭̯͎̘̣͉̲̖̭̠͇̼̃̂̑͛̇͊́͂̎̅̓̅͐̄̾͒̐͒̆͗̔̀̃̐̈͂͒̀̄̈́̈̓͘̚͝͝͝ ̸̮͈̻̻̠͆̓̓̐̂̿̓̇̃͌̈́̎̈́̈́̈́͛̾̎̌̽̄͌̿̄̓͆̑̈́̈̋̓̉̓͌̉́̏͐̓͘̚̚̕̕̕͝͝͝͠f̷̡̡̛̜̬͎̺̰̺̟̪̟̜̹͕̠͔͔̬̦͓͔̼͈̜̘̼̤̲͙͊͑͛͆͋̈́̊̾̎̈́̎̐̈́̈́̏̃̊̂̂̉́̿̓͂̄̈͑͘͜͝ͅŗ̵̢̛̦̙̬͈̘̯̼̱̺͎͇̠̳̬̳̜͙̺̏͊̿͊̿̄̐̐͌̄͗͌̓͌͌̓̏̄̈́̾̀̉̓̒͊̽̾͑̾̄̈́̏͐̊̚̚̕̚̕͝͠͝͠ą̴̥̤͚̟̌̓̐̍͊͝g̴̛̤̟̲͉͖̠̫̈́͐̆̇̈̿̌̾̌͛̓́̍̈͒̔͗̉̿͌̅̃͗̀̀̈́͋̈̚̕͘͘̕͘͜͜͝͠͝͝͠m̴̡̨͈̬̱͉͚̼̤̦͙̞̹̣͚͎̟͚͙̻̻̫͎̒̿́̌̐͗͌̋͑̾̅́͘͜ę̶̧̡̡̧̨̢̡̡͎̙̰͖͔̯̳̣̟̪̫̙͔̳͚̘̟̳̭̲̝̳̯̳̥̳̮̖̙̗̅̐́͌͐̐́̉̄̉̍̌̑̀͛̊̈́̉̓̕͜͝͝͝n̸̢̨̡̳̦̦̪̙̟͈͚͉̮͖̺̟̖̯̲̩͍̲̰̝̥̐́̑̌̉̈́̽̈́̌͂̓̇̃̑͋̓͐̓͂̓̀͌͊̓͊̈́͒̏̈̈͂̇̏̑̕̕͘̕͜͝͠͠t̷̨͚̫͕̤͎̥̙̯͓͕̘̱̲̦̩͖̠̞͈̯̪͎͖̬̠̭̩̰̻̲̳̥͖̜̻͉̊̅͂͂͋̌͆̎̂̒́͘̕͜͠͠ͅ

Sans looked around. It seemed like a fairly normal place on the surface. It's cool to see the surface regardless though.

• I wonder how many timelines make it to the surface for these AU's?

ah, i had noticed how quiet you both were before. that's not normal for you two.

• You explain that you wanted to give Sans space for not only talking to Alphys but after what happened with Red and Blue.

...right.

Sans frowned a little. Back when he first met Chara and Frisk he just wanted to snuff out their consciousnesses and go on with his life. 

But some things have changed, for better or worst.

chara, you wanted me to fight but... you were also concerned about me, right?

• ...
• Kinda... dammit. I shouldn't care for a hypocrital judging control freak like you but... I would prefer you to fight more but I actually do want you alive too. Frisk was right to make me shut up though, I wasn't helping.

Sans turned on his HACKED eyesight not to look at the world code but to look at Chara. Chara was clenching their fists while looking at Sans. Frisk had a hand raised like they wanted to comfort Chara but didn't know what to do.

Sans gave them a small smile.

i'm loving the attitude but even though i don't want to fight, i appreciate you looking our for me in your own messed up ways.

Chara scoffed and turned away to hide the genuine smile instead of the demonic one that they usually had. Chara leaned onto Frisk and Frisk gave a one armed hug.

Sans laughed softly at what at the sight when he checked the name of the AU.

UnderNovela

what's a novela?

• You explain that it is a Spanish Soap Opera. 

...frisk do you think everybody here speaks spanish cuz i don't know it... i think.

Sans had never heard of Wingdings but he understood perfectly. But Sans didn't know much human languages. Monsters only spoke one languages except for Gaster and even then it was a font.

• Damn, why couldn't we be from an Undertale that had a spanish translation!
• You tell them not to worry because you took spanish for a year before falling into the Underground.
• I remember how much school teaches a language. We'll be lucky to understand a couple of sentences before we have no clue what's going on!

hopefully we don't run into anyone then.

Sans hid in alleyways units he found the fragment in a salt shaker in a restaurant. He had put his hoodie over his face to hide his appearance when he noticed who was at the table next to him.

"Sin, you know that this is my favourite restaurant! What's the occasion?" Toriel asked.

She spoke in a language Sans didn't know but there was subtitles weirdly. Before Sans could question it the spainsh sans spoke.

"Toriel, you know how much you mean to me. So I have a question to ask-" Spanish Sans got on one knee and held out a box with a ring in it.

"will you marry me?"

Toriel shakily grabbed the ring and put on her finger.

"Of course I will. Are you sure though? Asgoro-"

"i don't care about asgoro, i care about you tori."

"Oh Sin!"

The two then kissed.

Meanwhile Control stared with blacked eyesores and silence. Chara and Frisk were quiet too. Sans grabbed the salt shaker and shortcutted to some rooftop.

Once Sans absorbed the soul fragment he dropped onto his knees and debated jumping into the the abyss back at the dump.

"freaking- i need eye bleach!"

• Forget eye bleach! I need mind bleach to forget THAT!
• You shakily ask Sans if they feel that way about mom.

"god no! tori is my friend!"

• What kind of AU is this?!
• You worry if other relationships occur in other AU's-

"do not finish that thought!"

• ...Oh god Frisk you dated Papyrus-

"DON'T!" Sans growled.

Sans never wanted to see anything as cursed as what he saw ever again.

Suddenly a glitchy portal opened in front of Control.

"i̵ ̷t̷h̵o̵u̷g̷h̵t̴ ̷i̸ ̷s̸a̵w̶ ̵y̴o̷u̶ ̴i̴n̴ ̴t̷h̶e̸ ̴b̸a̶c̴k̷g̷r̸o̷u̷n̵d̶ ̸o̴f̶ ̴t̸h̴e̶ ̶s̵c̶e̸n̷e̸.̴ ̷t̵h̴e̵ ̴h̵e̴l̴l̶ ̶a̴r̷e̵ ̵y̷o̴u̵ ̴d̵o̵i̷n̸g̷ ̴h̴e̵r̶e̷?̷!̷" Error said. He looked pretty pissed off.

"just trying to keep my lunch. this place sucks."

"t̴h̴i̷s̸ ̶i̴s̷ ̶o̷n̶e̴ ̸o̷f̴ ̵t̸h̵e̴ ̸m̴i̶s̸t̸a̴k̴e̶s̶ ̴o̷f̸ ̸t̵h̵e̷ ̴m̶u̸l̸t̷i̵v̵e̸r̷s̶e̵ ̴i̶ ̶a̶c̴t̷u̷a̷l̵l̴y̵ ̸l̷i̸k̵e̷ ̵s̴o̸ ̶s̷h̵u̴t̵ ̶u̶p̷!̶ ̵j̴u̵s̴t̵ ̴f̴o̶r̴ ̵t̵h̴a̷t̷ ̶i̵'̵l̷l̸ ̴b̶e̴ ̷l̶a̷t̷e̵ ̷f̸o̸r̴ ̸w̶h̷e̴n̸ ̸i̵ ̷n̶e̸e̸d̶ ̴t̴o̷ ̴s̴a̶v̷e̶ ̸y̴o̶u̵ ̴f̷r̷o̴m̸ ̴n̸i̵g̷h̸t̴m̵a̶r̷e̷!̷"

What?! The monster that destroys AU's draws the line here?! WHY?!

"you don't find tori and 'sin's' relationship disturbing?!"

"t̴h̶e̵r̶e̵'̴s̵ ̸w̴a̶y̵ ̴w̶o̸r̶s̷t̷ ̶s̵h̸i̴p̷s̸ ̵o̷u̸t̸ ̸t̸h̵e̸r̸e̶.̶ ̷i̶ ̸b̷e̸t̵ ̶y̵o̶u̵ ̸h̴a̵v̶e̸n̶'̶t̸ ̵e̸v̴e̸n̷ ̷b̶e̶e̶n̴ ̴t̴o̶ ̷u̵n̵d̵e̶r̶l̷u̴s̸t̸ ̷y̴e̶t̴!̸ ̷i̶ ̸p̸l̶a̴n̵ ̶t̵o̷ ̷w̶i̵p̷e̶ ̸a̵l̶l̷ ̶t̸h̴e̷ ̴a̷u̷'̸s̶ ̸g̵o̷n̸e̴ ̶b̴u̸t̴ ̵i̵'̴m̸ ̴s̴a̶v̷i̸n̷g̵ ̸u̵n̷d̸e̴r̴n̵o̵v̷e̶l̸a̵ ̸a̴n̶d̴ ̶o̵u̴t̷e̷r̴t̴a̷l̵e̵ ̴f̴o̵r̸ ̴l̶a̶s̴t̸.̸"

• You tell Sans to not temp Error into dumping them in Underl... 
• You're too freaked out to even finish your sentence.

Sans shivered.

"so why are you here?"

"t̴o̴ ̴g̴e̷t̶ ̶y̷o̶u̴ ̵o̸u̴t̷ ̴o̵f̸ ̷h̸e̶r̶e̸.̵ ̸i̵t̴'̸s̸ ̴a̸n̵n̶o̶y̷i̴n̸g̶ ̵f̷o̷r̵ ̷y̸o̷u̸ ̷t̶o̸ ̸h̸a̷v̵e̶ ̵i̵n̴t̵e̶r̴r̵u̸p̵t̵e̶d̴ ̴m̴y̵ ̸s̶h̴o̶w̴ ̶l̵i̴k̶e̷ ̴t̸h̵i̵s̸ ̷s̵o̶ ̴y̸o̸u̷ ̸s̵h̷o̸u̸l̷d̵ ̶b̸e̵ ̴g̸l̷a̷d̵ ̶t̷h̸a̴t̷ ̵i̴ ̶h̴a̷v̴e̶n̴'̵t̵ ̵k̸i̵l̸l̶e̶d̵ ̷y̸o̴u̷.̴"

"i'm going already." 

Sans didn't want to be here or the anti void so he left.

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Sans opened his eyes to a void. It was grey and kinda like Gaster's room.

• How ominous.

Sans HACKED his eyesight to find the name of the AU.

THE THOUGHT

• You say that the ominous feeling had doubled.

extremely.

Sans walked until he found the soul fragment. It was only air again but in front of where it was was some kind of display.

It was Undertale code. 

Control looked over with interest.

this would be much nicer instead of my mind trying to comprehend the world's all at once and then trying to separate lines of code to understand it.

Sans had absorbed the fragment when a presence appeared behind it. Sans turned around and prompty had a heart (soul?) attack at the sight.

It was a skeleton that was easily double the size of Asgore. He had multiple jaws and half a gaster blaster floating above him. He had skeletal tail and three sets of wings. In each wing there was a different coloured human soul except for the red one that was in the ribcage in the other side an organic human heart would be. 

"so... who are you cuz you can't be me." It spoke. The skeleton had Sans's voice but... it was layered or something?

• Oh my freaking god Sans, did you absorb all the freaking human souls?!

Sans quickly HACK his sight to get a name.

Seraphim Sans

...shit. 

Sans knew he was so much weaker than this Sans. He only had his HACKING to save him and even then will the power of one soul beat SEVEN?!

"...well... i'm you... but from another universe. do you know about them?..." 

Seraphim Sans tilted his head slightly.

"like from another copy of undertale? did you make another another copy free of the outside influence too then?"

• Huh? Another ANOTHER copy?
• You frown in confusion. 

"...no?" 

"but then... wouldn't your copy of Undertale be destroyed then?"

• Huh???
• You rubbed your head in confusion.

What kind of rules does this Undertale have? 

"i'm not from another timeline. i'm from another universe. your undertale seems to work pretty differently from mine." 

How does someone with that much power not know?

Seraphim Sans seemed to be debating with himself.

• You state that it could be literally.

like how i talk to you two? no offence but i don't think i could handle eight kids in my head...

do you think the other souls back home are... conscious?

• I doubt it. With how rigid our Undertale is they only exist as code for Asriel to use. They overpower him and heal us when he's Omega Flowey but they don't have independence apart from how they attack us. 
• You comment on how sad it is that their own lives and personality is just a footnote in Undertale's code.

Sans frowned softly.

"So, is everyone free in your undertale then?"

"not yet... just need someone to help change things."

"hmm..."

Sans put his hands in his pocket and looked away at his elderich nightmare reflection.

"welp, i gotta go find stuff and fix my au. you get it?"

Seraphim Sans looked conflicted but Control didn't give him an option. 

Sans left.

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F̸̼͉͓̥̗̤͈̱̯̠̲̣͍̩̘̐̃̂̇͊̍̉̾̉̑̈́̍̄̿̑̏̂́͐͛̿͋̿̏̓̄̀͋̑̑̂̈̌̍̍͗͘̚͘̚̚͘͘͘̕͝i̷̧͔̫͉̱̳̟̬͔̳͕͕̱̠̼̼͙̺̗̲̼͈̫̬̦̮̘͍̘͍̙̜̤̙̝̝̯͉̫̭̠̤͉͂́̀͗̉̿͊͊̓͌̈́̏͘͜͝ͅͅn̶̼͔͕̱̳̩̘̼͈͙̞̟̳̦͇̫̎̌͒̈́̒̌͌̅͐̐̎̄̂̈͛̒̿̄̈́̈́̊͊̍̇̈́̈̀̓̑́̽̒͐̓͊̓̅͂̚͠͝͝ͅd̷̛͎͈͓̓͒̈́̅̇̍͗̀̇́̍̋̽́̎͒͋̿͐̈́̒̾̀͆͐̈́̏̔̔̅̊́̇̅͛͗͗̀̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝ ̵̧̢͔̫̜̘̥̙̘̥̲̫͉̲͈̥̮͓̦͎̤̺͉̹̥̇͜ş̸̩͎͉̺̜̗̱͈͉̞̪͔̞̞̩͖͇̫̪̮̟̼̝̳̤̪̳͎̦͖̬̬̳͓̤͔̝̫͕͈̈́̆̚ͅò̷̧̧͙̮͍̠̲̖̺̤͈̳̝̥̪̱̻͎̞̫͎̰͖̱̤̗̠̖̤̹̳̏͆̓͐̑͜͜ͅų̶̨̡̡̨̤̘̲̘̙̦̮̗͎̞̜̘̹̤͍̮͉̗̮̂̈́͂̊̌͌͌̍̌͊͆̓͗̓͗̊̅̉̉̀̎̋̌͆̈́̈̈́͊͌͗̄̈́̇̽̓̍̆̈́̓̈́́̚̕͝͝ͅͅĺ̷̡̛̛̛̘̺̘̺̯̬͎̭̯͎̘̣͉̲̖̭̠͇̼̃̂̑͛̇͊́͂̎̅̓̅͐̄̾͒̐͒̆͗̔̀̃̐̈͂͒̀̄̈́̈̓͘̚͝͝͝ ̸̮͈̻̻̠͆̓̓̐̂̿̓̇̃͌̈́̎̈́̈́̈́͛̾̎̌̽̄͌̿̄̓͆̑̈́̈̋̓̉̓͌̉́̏͐̓͘̚̚̕̕̕͝͝͝͠f̷̡̡̛̜̬͎̺̰̺̟̪̟̜̹͕̠͔͔̬̦͓͔̼͈̜̘̼̤̲͙͊͑͛͆͋̈́̊̾̎̈́̎̐̈́̈́̏̃̊̂̂̉́̿̓͂̄̈͑͘͜͝ͅŗ̵̢̛̦̙̬͈̘̯̼̱̺͎͇̠̳̬̳̜͙̺̏͊̿͊̿̄̐̐͌̄͗͌̓͌͌̓̏̄̈́̾̀̉̓̒͊̽̾͑̾̄̈́̏͐̊̚̚̕̚̕͝͠͝͠ą̴̥̤͚̟̌̓̐̍͊͝g̴̛̤̟̲͉͖̠̫̈́͐̆̇̈̿̌̾̌͛̓́̍̈͒̔͗̉̿͌̅̃͗̀̀̈́͋̈̚̕͘͘̕͘͜͜͝͠͝͝͠m̴̡̨͈̬̱͉͚̼̤̦͙̞̹̣͚͎̟͚͙̻̻̫͎̒̿́̌̐͗͌̋͑̾̅́͘͜ę̶̧̡̡̧̨̢̡̡͎̙̰͖͔̯̳̣̟̪̫̙͔̳͚̘̟̳̭̲̝̳̯̳̥̳̮̖̙̗̅̐́͌͐̐́̉̄̉̍̌̑̀͛̊̈́̉̓̕͜͝͝͝n̸̢̨̡̳̦̦̪̙̟͈͚͉̮͖̺̟̖̯̲̩͍̲̰̝̥̐́̑̌̉̈́̽̈́̌͂̓̇̃̑͋̓͐̓͂̓̀͌͊̓͊̈́͒̏̈̈͂̇̏̑̕̕͘̕͜͝͠͠t̷̨͚̫͕̤͎̥̙̯͓͕̘̱̲̦̩͖̠̞͈̯̪͎͖̬̠̭̩̰̻̲̳̥͖̜̻͉̊̅͂͂͋̌͆̎̂̒́͘̕͜͠͠ͅ

Sans almost stumbled as he landed on a snow puff.

• It's been a little while since we've been to Snowdin.
• You agree.

"heh." Sans laughed softly as he shortcutted to Snowdin. He could tell that the fragment was somewhere in town. 

Sans activated his HACKED sight.

LittleTale

littletale?

• You ponder on what that means.

Sans lurked and stuck around until he found a snowball near the library (librarby) it was a small group of snowballs but only one had the fragment. As he was about to goop the snowball to absorb it he heard a high pitched voice squeak behind him.

"Hey punk! What're doing with my Snowballs?! I need them to have the snowball war!"

Sans turned around and was truly boggled at the sight.

It was a kid Undyne. She even had tiny eye-catching and version if the clothes adult her wore.

• You want to hug tiny Undyne.
• I kinda want to drop kick across snowdin. She's the size of a football!

i... don't even know how to react.

Sans put the snowball behind his back and gooped it to the soul fragments. He out them both in his inventory for now. Once Undyne is gone he'll absorb his fragment.

Then a kid Papyrus and Frisk ran over with a snowballs in hand.

"UNDYNE, PREPARE FOR- WHO IS THAT AND WHERE IS SANS?!"

Sans was completely surprised by Papyrus and Frisk.

uh... guess the kid shows up earlier than usual.

• What even is continuity or a time when it comes to these AUs?!

Tiny Undyne stomps her feet in frustration.

"Argh! Your brother was too lazy and went back to your house! Also... is this guy who was trying to steal my snowballs your uncle? He looks like Sans but old and weird and old."

Sans felt really insulted. 

"I DON'T KNOW? LETS GO ASK DAD!"

Suddenly three kids were dragging him to his house.

"uh let go, please?"

"No way punk! You still haven't given back my snowball, what if you take more?!"

Frisk nodded solidarity.

"the snowball is gone!"

He was ignored.

• This is so... dumb.
• You laugh softly.

kid, don't you even!-

Suddenly Sans was pushed through the doorway and he promptly feel on his face. 

Sans looked up to see a tiny Sans, tiny Tori, tiny Asgore and an adult Gaster.

"uhhh-"

"HI DAD! WE FOUBD THIS SKELETON AND WE WERE WONDER IF HE WAS YOUR BROTHER!" Tiny Papyrus said to Gaster.

what?!

Sans promptly shortcutted all the way to most farther place he knew. The Barrier.

• What was Asgore and Toriel doing there! They are WAY older than every other monster because they're Boss monsters!
• You ask Sans if Gaster is his dad.

i don't know?! my memories are janky at best!

Sans took a breath and shook his hands to try and get rid of the building energy.

He pulled out his soul fragment from his inventory and absorbed it.

• Well at least I can say I got to see an even tiny you Sans.

ha.

• You comment on how despite how strange it seems, at least it's a cute and happy AU. No Gaster or Player problems. At least that's what you think.

i guess... it was nice seeing papyrus like that again. it's been a long time and those memories are not exactly reliable.

• It's nice I guess. With mo- Toriel and Asgore as kids there isn't any Asriel yet then. Not worth it, not even for tiny Sans.

Sans frowned a little. He still doesn't like Flowey but he does understand and more because of Chara.

(He also feels guilty for killing out of paranoia. Does it matter if he was right or not, he still killed.)

Sans looked at the imposing barrier for a moment before leaving.

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Sans stared at the dead world. 

It was on the surface but it looked like a village instead of a town or city. 

Everything was dead and what was left was reminiscent of a zombie movie Sans watched once.

Sans HACKED his sight.

DreamTale

"more like a nightmare." Sans said as he walked up the hill. 

• Is this... a genocide run that never resetted?
• You don't reconise anything.

Sans noticed that any signs of whatever died are gone except for the dust and rot smell in the air.

guess the dust was blown away into wind a long time ago.

• The humans must of decomposed by now too.

• You ask what killed them and how was there a village with monsters and humans living together.

we could be in a time before the war. as for what killed them, i don't want know what killed this whole world.

• Well this is Dreamtale. Maybe that Dream Star Sans would know?

Sans was silent as he made it to the top. There was a destroyed tree at the top. All but a stump was left. 

Sans was about to grab the soul fragments out of the air when sudden despair gripped him.

what's the point of this? 

huh?

why the search for soul fragments? it's all useless.

...gotta fix myself and gaster so i can fix my world. i know this.

why trust gaster? he will betray you. you know better than to trust others.

i...

what's the point of all of this? i should just give up.

i  should... just...

i should just give up.

i should just-

• SANS!
• SANS!

Sans stumbled back from the figure with black gooey tentacles. 

Sans tried to focus as he fought the encroaching despair.

• SANS WHAT THE HELL?!
• YOU WANT TO SHAKE SANS AND ASK IF HE'S OKAY.

i- i'm fine now.

The figure was a Sans, but Control doubted it was even a skeleton. The goopy Sans looked mildly disappointed with its one cyan eye.

"you don't see a sans with a human soul often."

Sans flicked his HACKED eyesight on so he could get the name.

Nightmare!Sans

• Oh fu-
• You tell Sans to grab the soul fragment and run.

Nightmare smiled.

"are your humans afraid too? good. i haven't introduced myself, i am nightmare."

Sans stared at the code that made up Nightmare.

There was Swap Sans code but at his core he wasn't a true Sans. He could see how corrupt with negativity he was. He could tell that he was from Dreamtale.

"what the hell did you do to me?! and what the hell do you want with me?!"

Nightmare smiled.

"i was curious about you control. a sans that can manipulate code is rare outside of ink and error. you also had attacked and defeated one of the sanses from my 'gang' so naturally as their boss i would have to step in."

"that doesn't explain what you did to me!"

"my aura and abilities are affiliated with negative for am the king. the 'guardian' of negativity. and you control, you already have so much of it."

Sans could feel how intense that power is. He could kind of remember how he struggled to even enter Nightmare's Castle world, will Control even have time get his soul fragment and escape before Nightmare kills him?!

Sans needed to buy time.

Sans held out the HACK button in warning.

"back off! or else you'll won't even be able to regret having a bad time!"

Sans remembered what he did to Dust.

Nightmare only chuckled.

"do you think i cannot feel your fear at not just me but your own capabilities?"

Sans hand slightly shook but otherwise his composer didn't break, but Nightmare could tell. His grin stretched across his face even further.

• Sans I know you will not listen to me but this guy is hurting AU's! Why else would a team of Good Sanses try to hurt these crazy Sanses down?! 
• What I'm saying is that it's okay to fight dirty with this guy! Think of it like a Genocide run and you're the last stand against the end of the world again or something!

chara i don't think it works like that! i can't just convince myself to do that because i'm not like that! i don't want any of us to die but...

• You tell Sans and Chara that you have an idea. It's not a good one but it's all you could think of.

i'm all ears kid.

• ...You tell Sans to share the controls of the body.

what?!

• What?! Frisk are you insane?!
• You tell Chara that they did something similar with Asriel before.
• Yeah but he still had more control, it's why we DIED!
• You tell Chara that they won't die.
• You explain that the fusion of souls with only be temporary if they code it right.

and how are so sure of this plan will even work?!

i haven't ever found your code before! 

• You tell Sans that you hid your code but they can now use it and Chara's too.
• What?!
• You tell Sans that you trust him. You tell Chara that you trust them too.
• You tell them that they have already altered and changed so much code, that what's one more thing to spit at Undertale's rules?

...this plan sounds terrible, but its the only one we got. i'll need a little time to write the lines code though.

• ...Sans... I don't want to die again. I don't want to see a good monster die again. I don't want to Frisk die again. 
• So... this plan will work, i'm DETERMINATED that it will.
• You say that you DETERMINATED too.

...alright, I'm DETERMINATED too.

"are done debating with yourself?"

Nightmare looked almost bored if it wasn't for his tentacles being still, like a cat about to pounce.

"...go to hell."

Sans rushed forward to grab the bit air that has the fragments. He managed to form the fragments before being shoved by Nightmare.

Sans sent out Gaste Blasters to stop him bit only slowed him down.

Nightmare was about to grab the fragments when Sans finally pressed HACK.

You are filled with DETERMINATION.

You are Frisk/Chara/Control!Sans.

You are Incomplete Control.

Nightmare could feel the three become one. Three different emotions becoming one.

Control's body had changed a little too. 

The circuit lines now glowed orange and red and both his eyes were orange with the left one being orange, red and blue.

Control let out bones attacks with karmic retribution and red knifes of determination in attacks that changed and telaported in erratic progression. 

Gaster Blasters with a heart design fired faster than what Gaster Blasters are capable of. 

Both Nightmare and Control were keeping each other out of reach of the fragments.

But before any party could get the advantage, a glitchy portal opened up and blue strings grabbed the fragments and Control's souls. They were yanked into the portal quickly.

Nightmare was equally intrigued and disappointed by Error's intervention.

But now he knew why Control is after soul fragments. He saw the broken monster soul. Maybe he thinks his Gaster can fix him? It doesn't matter. Nightmare can use this information to his advantage.

Nightmare laughed as he left his former world, not even glancing at the tree of feelings as he quickly returned to his throne.

Sans had put a limit on this new form.

It would come undone once he left the AU.

So Incomplete Control became three once again.

Sans groaned at his migraine. 

"did someone get the number for that truck?" he muttered into the floor.

• Ugh, that was...
• You feel... exhausted.
• That was... kind of awesome?!

yeah... not sure if i want to do that again though. i feel like i spent a week drunk at grillby's and now i have the universe's largest hangover.

"y̷o̷u̶ ̶k̵n̷o̸w̷ ̶f̶o̸r̸ ̶s̵o̴m̴e̴o̴n̶e̸ w̶ h̸ o̵ w̶ a̷n̵t̷s̷ ̶t̵o̵ ̵l̶i̶v̵e̸ ̶y̵o̴u̷ ̷s̷u̵r̴e̸ ̴l̵i̵k̴e̵ ̴t̶o̵ ̴t̵r̷y̷ ̷t̶o̸ ̶s̸e̵e̶ ̶h̷o̵w̶ ̶c̵l̴o̴s̶e̷ ̸y̴o̷u̷ ̴g̷e̶t̶ ̷t̶o̷ ̵d̵e̴a̴t̵h̸ ̷w̸i̷t̶h̴o̶u̸t̵ ̷g̶i̷v̸i̵n̵g̷ ̸r̴e̸a̷p̸e̸r̷ ̵a̷ ̸h̸i̵g̴h̵ ̴f̵i̵v̸e̷.̸"

"...oh hey, i wondered how late you were gonna be. it's not my fault i had to fight nightmare."

• ...Right. That jerk was really about to let us probably die because of that dumb AU? I'm gonna kill him!

Error face palmed.

"i̴ ̶m̶e̶a̴n̷ ̴y̵o̵u̶r̴ ̷f̶u̷s̵i̴o̴n̸ ̸t̷h̷i̸n̵g̸ ̶y̷o̸u̸ ̸a̵n̶d̵ ̸y̸o̵u̵r̵ ̶h̶u̴m̷a̷n̴s̵ ̶d̶i̴d̴.̴ ̴y̸o̵u̶ ̷h̶a̶v̵e̴ ̴m̵a̵y̵b̴e̶ ̷h̴a̷l̶f̶ ̸a̶ ̸s̶o̷u̴l̴,̶ ̶w̴h̶y̷ ̶t̸h̶e̵ ̷h̵e̵l̴l̶ ̴d̸i̸d̸ ̸y̶o̵u̴ ̸t̴h̸i̶n̵k̷ ̷y̷o̷u̷ ̴c̴o̷u̶l̶d̶ ̴h̴a̶n̷d̵l̷e̸ ̷t̵h̸a̶t̶ ̸m̸u̸c̶h̴ ̵d̸e̴t̴e̶r̶m̸i̴n̵a̴t̴i̴o̶n̵?̷ ̵y̷o̶u̵ ̸a̵r̸e̷ ̴a̴l̵w̶a̸y̸s̶ ̸p̶r̸e̶t̶t̸y̴ ̴c̵l̷o̵s̷e̴ ̴t̶o̸ ̵m̷e̸l̸t̴i̴n̵g̶ ̸b̵u̷t̸ ̷t̷h̸a̸t̴ ̴s̷t̶u̸n̵t̸ ̷h̶a̴s̸ ̸m̶a̶d̴e̷ ̸y̵o̷u̵r̶ ̸s̷o̴u̴l̵ ̵w̴e̵a̸k̴e̸r̴ ̸n̸o̸w̵.̴"

"oh... that makes sense. i feel... incomplete."

Error groaned and moved his hand covered in strings slightly. A blue string hovered in front of Control with the soul fragments.

"y̴e̵a̶h̷ ̴i̷'̷m̸ ̷r̸e̵g̶r̵e̴t̵t̸i̵n̵g̴ ̷e̶v̷e̵r̵ ̴m̶a̷k̴i̵n̴g̶ ̷a̷ ̴d̷e̴a̵l̷ ̶w̵i̸t̷h̸ ̷y̸o̷u̸,̸ ̵h̴e̸r̴e̷'̸s̶ ̶y̷o̸u̸r̵ ̸d̵u̷m̵b̷ ̸f̴r̵a̶g̷m̸e̵n̵t̶s̵ ̸a̷n̵d̸ ̵g̶o̴ ̸a̴n̷d̴ ̵a̷n̶n̷o̴y̸ ̸s̵o̶m̵e̴ ̴o̸t̴h̴e̴r̷ ̷a̴u̵.̶

̸i̶ ̷s̵w̸e̷a̴r̵ ̸t̴h̸a̶t̸ ̵t̶h̵e̶ ̶u̵n̸i̵v̵e̴r̶s̸e̷ ̸i̵s̴ ̸j̷u̵s̴t̷ ̶a̶s̸k̷i̸n̴g̵ ̵t̵o̵ ̵b̸e̵ ̶d̵e̶s̵t̷r̶o̴y̶e̷d̵ ̶w̴i̵t̶h̷ ̷s̵u̸i̶c̶i̶d̵a̶l̶ ̷n̴u̴t̶j̴o̶b̵s̶ ̷l̸i̸k̴e̸ ̵y̸o̷u̴.̴ ̶i̶'̴m̶ ̶d̴o̴i̵n̸g̶ ̸t̶h̵e̵ ̴u̶n̶i̵v̴e̵r̸s̸e̴ ̴a̴ ̶f̶a̷v̶o̶u̸r̶.̶ "

Sans made no comment as he absorbed the fragment and left.

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"so alphys, is it true?" 

Sans was hooked up with wires to a monitor with SIXBONES Alphys looking concerned.

"Y-Yes. Your s-soul is dimmer. That Incomplete f-form DETERMINATION a-almost too much and you could of melted like my S-Sans..."

"yikes."

Sans's body was back to normal but Sans could still feel the headache a little. 

"Even just HACKING puts strain on your soul, I'm worried that if you keep constantly using DETERMINATION like this then..." 

Alphys hugged herself. Sans took off the wires and put a hand on her arm.

"sorry for all this. i trust you more than any other monster i've met in the au's but this is probably bringing up some bad memories."

"N-No, it's fine! I'd r-rather you Sans than let you be ignorant o-of how your health is!"

• You are worried about Sans.

"geez, don't worry about it for now. i've been trying to cut down on hacking anyways."

Alphys gave Sans a sympathetic look before backing off.

"Alright S-Sans. But come back here if you are having issues, okay?"

"got it. see ya later sixer."

"Umm... bye Control."

F̸̼͉͓̥̗̤͈̱̯̠̲̣͍̩̘̐̃̂̇͊̍̉̾̉̑̈́̍̄̿̑̏̂́͐͛̿͋̿̏̓̄̀͋̑̑̂̈̌̍̍͗͘̚͘̚̚͘͘͘̕͝i̷̧͔̫͉̱̳̟̬͔̳͕͕̱̠̼̼͙̺̗̲̼͈̫̬̦̮̘͍̘͍̙̜̤̙̝̝̯͉̫̭̠̤͉͂́̀͗̉̿͊͊̓͌̈́̏͘͜͝ͅͅn̶̼͔͕̱̳̩̘̼͈͙̞̟̳̦͇̫̎̌͒̈́̒̌͌̅͐̐̎̄̂̈͛̒̿̄̈́̈́̊͊̍̇̈́̈̀̓̑́̽̒͐̓͊̓̅͂̚͠͝͝ͅd̷̛͎͈͓̓͒̈́̅̇̍͗̀̇́̍̋̽́̎͒͋̿͐̈́̒̾̀͆͐̈́̏̔̔̅̊́̇̅͛͗͗̀̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝ ̵̧̢͔̫̜̘̥̙̘̥̲̫͉̲͈̥̮͓̦͎̤̺͉̹̥̇͜ş̸̩͎͉̺̜̗̱͈͉̞̪͔̞̞̩͖͇̫̪̮̟̼̝̳̤̪̳͎̦͖̬̬̳͓̤͔̝̫͕͈̈́̆̚ͅò̷̧̧͙̮͍̠̲̖̺̤͈̳̝̥̪̱̻͎̞̫͎̰͖̱̤̗̠̖̤̹̳̏͆̓͐̑͜͜ͅų̶̨̡̡̨̤̘̲̘̙̦̮̗͎̞̜̘̹̤͍̮͉̗̮̂̈́͂̊̌͌͌̍̌͊͆̓͗̓͗̊̅̉̉̀̎̋̌͆̈́̈̈́͊͌͗̄̈́̇̽̓̍̆̈́̓̈́́̚̕͝͝ͅͅĺ̷̡̛̛̛̘̺̘̺̯̬͎̭̯͎̘̣͉̲̖̭̠͇̼̃̂̑͛̇͊́͂̎̅̓̅͐̄̾͒̐͒̆͗̔̀̃̐̈͂͒̀̄̈́̈̓͘̚͝͝͝ ̸̮͈̻̻̠͆̓̓̐̂̿̓̇̃͌̈́̎̈́̈́̈́͛̾̎̌̽̄͌̿̄̓͆̑̈́̈̋̓̉̓͌̉́̏͐̓͘̚̚̕̕̕͝͝͝͠f̷̡̡̛̜̬͎̺̰̺̟̪̟̜̹͕̠͔͔̬̦͓͔̼͈̜̘̼̤̲͙͊͑͛͆͋̈́̊̾̎̈́̎̐̈́̈́̏̃̊̂̂̉́̿̓͂̄̈͑͘͜͝ͅŗ̵̢̛̦̙̬͈̘̯̼̱̺͎͇̠̳̬̳̜͙̺̏͊̿͊̿̄̐̐͌̄͗͌̓͌͌̓̏̄̈́̾̀̉̓̒͊̽̾͑̾̄̈́̏͐̊̚̚̕̚̕͝͠͝͠ą̴̥̤͚̟̌̓̐̍͊͝g̴̛̤̟̲͉͖̠̫̈́͐̆̇̈̿̌̾̌͛̓́̍̈͒̔͗̉̿͌̅̃͗̀̀̈́͋̈̚̕͘͘̕͘͜͜͝͠͝͝͠m̴̡̨͈̬̱͉͚̼̤̦͙̞̹̣͚͎̟͚͙̻̻̫͎̒̿́̌̐͗͌̋͑̾̅́͘͜ę̶̧̡̡̧̨̢̡̡͎̙̰͖͔̯̳̣̟̪̫̙͔̳͚̘̟̳̭̲̝̳̯̳̥̳̮̖̙̗̅̐́͌͐̐́̉̄̉̍̌̑̀͛̊̈́̉̓̕͜͝͝͝n̸̢̨̡̳̦̦̪̙̟͈͚͉̮͖̺̟̖̯̲̩͍̲̰̝̥̐́̑̌̉̈́̽̈́̌͂̓̇̃̑͋̓͐̓͂̓̀͌͊̓͊̈́͒̏̈̈͂̇̏̑̕̕͘̕͜͝͠͠t̷̨͚̫͕̤͎̥̙̯͓͕̘̱̲̦̩͖̠̞͈̯̪͎͖̬̠̭̩̰̻̲̳̥͖̜̻͉̊̅͂͂͋̌͆̎̂̒́͘̕͜͠͠ͅ

Sans slammed into a bookshelf. 

"oof!"

• Wow. We've fought a Nightmare Octopus Sans but we're beaten by a shelf. Wow.

shut it chara.

• You giggle at Sans and Chara's antics.

Suddenly Sans heard footsteps.

It was a Papyrus. He looked normal so this was probably an AT.

"SANS? ARE YOU ALRIGHT?! ARE YOU SICK? WE SHOULD GO TO GASTER-"

"not your sans, from another universe, sorry." Sans said he raised his hands up in a mock surrender.

Sans didn't like the idea of wrecking Papyrus's naivety of existence but this wasn't his Papyrus so...

Papyrus stared at his hands in confusion.

"...WHERE'S YOUR HANDPLATE?"

"my what?"

Papyrus frowned before jumping in joy.

"I GET IT! YOUR FROM A TIMELINE WHERE HE NEVER HURTED US OR EXPERIMENTED ON US AND RAISED US LIKE A DAD RIGHT?!"

"who?"

• Experiment? The hell is going on in this AU?

"GASTER!"

"...wait do you actually remember your gaster?"

"WE DO NOW! ARE YOU SAYING THAT YOUR GASTER IS IN THE VOID?"

"...he's still shattered across time and space if that's what you mean. i don't remember him but he's helping me with something."

Sans activated his HACKED sight.

HandPlates

Sans could literally see the fragment was downstairs.

His deactivated his sight.

"look paps, i'll be gone in a second so don't worry about this." 

But weirdly enough that made Papyrus upset.

"I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE DOING! SANS WOULD SAY THAT KIND OF STUFF BEFORE HE TOLD ME ABOUT TIMELINES-"

"he what?!" 

What the hell! Why would any version if Sans want to expose Papyrus to even a small bit of the messed up truth?!

Papyrus then gave him a disappointed look.

"I KNOW THAT YOU WANT TO PROTECT BUT I'LL TELL YOU FROM EXPERIENCE THAT I PREFERRED KNOWING EVEN WHEN IT WASN'T... PLEASANT."

"..."

Sans looked away.

"...DO YOU NOT BELIEVE THAT?"

"...why would saying the truth be any good? my paps is happy and always wants to do the right thing. when i found out it... well calling it depression would simplifying it."

"WELL I WAS INFURIATED WITH MY SANS. WE'RE IN THIS TOGETHER AND HOW CAN I BE THERE FOR HIM IF I DON'T KNOW WHY HE'S... DEPRESSED. WE ARE ABLE TO HELP EACH OTHER BE HAPPY, WOULDN'T YOUR PAPYRUS FEEL SIMILARLY TO ME IN THAT ASPECT AT LEAST?"

"PLEASE JUST TELL ME. I PROMISE YOU THAT THE GREAT PAPYRUS CAN HANDLE IT."

Sans jerked back like he was hit. 

"paps i've gone too far. he would hate me for what i kept and did-"

"NONSENSE. ANY PAPYRUS FROM ANYWHERE WOULD BELIEVE IN FORGIVENESS AND DOING THE RIGHT THING! I BELIEVE IN YOU SO YOUR PAPYRUS WILL TOO!"

"why? i don't deserve it!"

"BECAUSE IT'S NOT ABOUT THAT. SANS IS MY BROTHER. I KNOW HIM AND I KNOW THAT IF HE DID ANYTHING BAD IT WOULD BE TO PROTECT ME. BUT I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, DOESN'T ALWAYS NEED TO BE PROTECTED. AND YOU, SANS, DON'T ALWAYS NEED TO HIDE THE TRUTH!"

Papyrus eyes glowed orange. 

• Wait could Papyrus always do that-
• You tell Chara to shush and let the moment play out.

Sans felt his breath hitched. He did not want to break down in front of any Papyrus. But before he could shortcut downstairs, Papyrus had grabbed him and hugged him.

"SANS, ARE YOU ALRIGHT?" Papyrus asked softly.

"i...i haven't been for a long time..." Sans said as his voice broke and tears fell.

This would be the second time he's cried in this adventure. To be honest Sans doesn't remember crying much at all before all of this. But something about it feels...

Sans didn't know how to describe it. 

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Handplates Gaster POV:

Gaster had left the library with a few books in hand. Sans was waiting in front with confused expression.

"didn't think you were the type to read manga."

"Well, I promised Alphys I would try and this seemed interesting." Gaster responded in Wingdings.

He didn't need to use sign language with the hands he could summon since Sans could understand what he saying. Speaking fonts was a skeleton thing afterall.

"welp, ready visit our place?" 

Sans said with a hand extended to him. Sans will probably never forgive (and he absolutely shouldn't) but he was trying to move on and be some what casual with Gaster, for Papyrus if nothing else.

Gaster grabbed Sans hand and then teleported to the living room.

Sans's jaw dropped and Gaster had dropped his books at the sight.

Papyrus was sitting on the couch waving at them while ANOTHER Sans jumped off the couch at their arrival. There was an opened container with the pasta from past night with two forks in it.

This other Sans didn't look right at all. He had glowing circuit lines on his bones and clothes with his arms and part of his face covered in them. Gaster could tell that it was cracks of raw code. 

Gaster blinked and could see the rest of his code. It was stable for now but...

The strange Sans also seemed to have a sort of different personality. He seemed to be the kind of skeleton to be always on edge and a moment away from either retaliating or running away.

There also another thing that was more concerning. Like how the human had a some kind of entity, there was also two smaller entities. But they clearly had forms. One looked like the human but the other looked like the adopted human that died all those years ago. 

Chara noticed that Gaster could see them and shoved Frisk behind them and said something. Gaster couldn't hear what was said exactly but the Sans could clearly since his eye lights became pinpricks and took a wary step away from Gaster.

"see ya paps." The Sans said as the vanished.

Well it looked like they vanished. Gaster could see how they ripped apart reality to make a tear that got crudely patched up in a second. 

Papyrus got up and put his hands on his hips.

"DANG... THEY WERE FINALLY CALM TOO."

...

"papyrus what the hell is going on?!"

F̸̼͉͓̥̗̤͈̱̯̠̲̣͍̩̘̐̃̂̇͊̍̉̾̉̑̈́̍̄̿̑̏̂́͐͛̿͋̿̏̓̄̀͋̑̑̂̈̌̍̍͗͘̚͘̚̚͘͘͘̕͝i̷̧͔̫͉̱̳̟̬͔̳͕͕̱̠̼̼͙̺̗̲̼͈̫̬̦̮̘͍̘͍̙̜̤̙̝̝̯͉̫̭̠̤͉͂́̀͗̉̿͊͊̓͌̈́̏͘͜͝ͅͅn̶̼͔͕̱̳̩̘̼͈͙̞̟̳̦͇̫̎̌͒̈́̒̌͌̅͐̐̎̄̂̈͛̒̿̄̈́̈́̊͊̍̇̈́̈̀̓̑́̽̒͐̓͊̓̅͂̚͠͝͝ͅd̷̛͎͈͓̓͒̈́̅̇̍͗̀̇́̍̋̽́̎͒͋̿͐̈́̒̾̀͆͐̈́̏̔̔̅̊́̇̅͛͗͗̀̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝ ̵̧̢͔̫̜̘̥̙̘̥̲̫͉̲͈̥̮͓̦͎̤̺͉̹̥̇͜ş̸̩͎͉̺̜̗̱͈͉̞̪͔̞̞̩͖͇̫̪̮̟̼̝̳̤̪̳͎̦͖̬̬̳͓̤͔̝̫͕͈̈́̆̚ͅò̷̧̧͙̮͍̠̲̖̺̤͈̳̝̥̪̱̻͎̞̫͎̰͖̱̤̗̠̖̤̹̳̏͆̓͐̑͜͜ͅų̶̨̡̡̨̤̘̲̘̙̦̮̗͎̞̜̘̹̤͍̮͉̗̮̂̈́͂̊̌͌͌̍̌͊͆̓͗̓͗̊̅̉̉̀̎̋̌͆̈́̈̈́͊͌͗̄̈́̇̽̓̍̆̈́̓̈́́̚̕͝͝ͅͅĺ̷̡̛̛̛̘̺̘̺̯̬͎̭̯͎̘̣͉̲̖̭̠͇̼̃̂̑͛̇͊́͂̎̅̓̅͐̄̾͒̐͒̆͗̔̀̃̐̈͂͒̀̄̈́̈̓͘̚͝͝͝ ̸̮͈̻̻̠͆̓̓̐̂̿̓̇̃͌̈́̎̈́̈́̈́͛̾̎̌̽̄͌̿̄̓͆̑̈́̈̋̓̉̓͌̉́̏͐̓͘̚̚̕̕̕͝͝͝͠f̷̡̡̛̜̬͎̺̰̺̟̪̟̜̹͕̠͔͔̬̦͓͔̼͈̜̘̼̤̲͙͊͑͛͆͋̈́̊̾̎̈́̎̐̈́̈́̏̃̊̂̂̉́̿̓͂̄̈͑͘͜͝ͅŗ̵̢̛̦̙̬͈̘̯̼̱̺͎͇̠̳̬̳̜͙̺̏͊̿͊̿̄̐̐͌̄͗͌̓͌͌̓̏̄̈́̾̀̉̓̒͊̽̾͑̾̄̈́̏͐̊̚̚̕̚̕͝͠͝͠ą̴̥̤͚̟̌̓̐̍͊͝g̴̛̤̟̲͉͖̠̫̈́͐̆̇̈̿̌̾̌͛̓́̍̈͒̔͗̉̿͌̅̃͗̀̀̈́͋̈̚̕͘͘̕͘͜͜͝͠͝͝͠m̴̡̨͈̬̱͉͚̼̤̦͙̞̹̣͚͎̟͚͙̻̻̫͎̒̿́̌̐͗͌̋͑̾̅́͘͜ę̶̧̡̡̧̨̢̡̡͎̙̰͖͔̯̳̣̟̪̫̙͔̳͚̘̟̳̭̲̝̳̯̳̥̳̮̖̙̗̅̐́͌͐̐́̉̄̉̍̌̑̀͛̊̈́̉̓̕͜͝͝͝n̸̢̨̡̳̦̦̪̙̟͈͚͉̮͖̺̟̖̯̲̩͍̲̰̝̥̐́̑̌̉̈́̽̈́̌͂̓̇̃̑͋̓͐̓͂̓̀͌͊̓͊̈́͒̏̈̈͂̇̏̑̕̕͘̕͜͝͠͠t̷̨͚̫͕̤͎̥̙̯͓͕̘̱̲̦̩͖̠̞͈̯̪͎͖̬̠̭̩̰̻̲̳̥͖̜̻͉̊̅͂͂͋̌͆̎̂̒́͘̕͜͠͠ͅ

Sans gasped as he landed on the ground. That Gaster could see the kids?!-

• I think all Gasters can! I swore our Gaster could see us anyways!
• You aren't certain if running was the better idea back there.

well you want to explain all of that to a gaster?! so far they are all evil scientist or some kind of parental figure for me, not sure if i like that.

• Fair.

Sans looked around.

He was standing on a beach. The tide lapping over his boots. Sans walked away from the shore and found headed for the fragments. 

His quickly HACKED and UNHACKED his sight briefly.

The Scientist

How to SAVE the world

is the extra bit a subtitle or something?

• You shrug.

Control noticed that it was sunset. He took a moment to look at it. The sky on the surface was admittedly pretty.

"woah!"

Sans turned back to see a Sans sitting on a beach chair with a pen and bird watching book. He was dressed in typical beach attire instead of a hoodie most Sanses seem to wear.

The Sans gaped at him before writing something down before walking to him barefooted. Sans internally cringed at all the sand grains that must get stuck in between bones.

Control didn't want to start anything so he put a hand in a handshake.

"hiya. I'm you from another universe. I'm not staying long. you can call me control, it's a nickname so we all don't call each other sans."

Sans took a moment before grinning and grabbing his hand to shake it.

A loud fart sound happened. 

"the old whoppie cushion in the hand trick. you would think another me would get it." Beach Sans joked.

"heh, it's been awhile since i've done a prank like that..." 

The beach Sans looked him over.

"you mind if i write this down. just in case i forget?"

"uh sure... but what would you forget?"

The Sans had grabbed his book and paused for a second before raising an eyebrow.

"...well it's ...interesting to figure out that my memories issues is a me instead of a sans thing."

"oh... sorry."

"it's fine, besides you probably have your own baggage that i don't have to deal with."

Control couldn't imagine forgetting so much that he need to write stiff down just in case. Then again he doesn't remember anything about his past with Gaster so...

• Can't be the all knowing judge if you forget the sins crawling on our backs, right?
• You berate Chara.
• Just trying to levitate the situation.

Sans looked at the scenery. 

"...i don't remember living anyway so... coastal."

"oh i don't live in Outside. it's winter and i don't do well when it's winter."

Control frowned at beach Sans. Clearly Outside was the name of somewhere. The name was very Asgore-ish so it's probably where everyone else lives. The first monster town on the surface.

(Sans couldn't remember if the city he lived in whenever they got to the surface was named that too.)

Not sure hate was up the snow thing. Snowdin snow was always cozy.

"Is Surface snow way colder than Snowdin snow or?..."

"nah, just makes me think that i'm in snowdin and i forget about the months i spent on the surface. paps, my therapist and i agreed this is better. i go there during spring though."

• THERAPIST?!

"a therapist?!" Control shouted in disbelief.

"it's better than you would think."

"don't think there are many therapists that will understand my... problems."

"well surely there must be a universal therapist out there."

Control thinks all the crazy AU hoppers he's seen.

"you would think so."

Sans then walked to a sea shell and turned it into goop and into fragments.

"is that what your here for?" Beach Sans asked.

"yep."

Control was about to leave but he had something he wanted to ask first.

"...how's your papyrus?"

"he's going good as the mascot for the monster ambassador stuff. he told me that his therapy has been good too."

"..."

Sans wasn't sure what to make of all this. He could stay longer to try and understand but he already spent more time then he thought in the last AU. He is on a deadline that is literal for him. Dead.

Sans left.

Chapter Text

Control wanted to face plant. 

• That was TEN Underswaps and UnderFells! In a row! Why is there so many of them!!!
• You want to never see Fell Papyrus again.

yeah that was actually disturbing. 

Even a 'nice' Fell Papyrus kinda freaked him out. Not mention Swap Toriel was weird too.

Sans looked at his soul. 

He was now officially 2 thirds done. Control was relieved that this nightmare was close to being over. He wanted to push through and get this done quickly but he was tired as hell right now.

• You are excited to see SIXBONES Alphys.

same.

Sans was about to leave when he heard something behind him.

He turned and saw...

It was a Sans. He was wearing white and black clothes with red scarf with a red eye and blue eye (one of the eyes look melted?) And was that blood coming out of his teeth and torso?

Not mention how glitchy he was.

Control looked over him with his HACKED sight.

Now Error was completely corrupted and glitchy entity, but at least he was mostly functional.

Fragments of code was corrupting breaking, leaving this skeleton really unstable.

FatalError!Sans

That was the only bit of code that looked readable.

Control didn't like how this guy was smiling at him.

"...hey there, you new to au hopping or?...

"C̷̝̗͗̽o̶̝͐d̵̝͑̇̽ȩ̶̱̥̚͝                    C̷̝̗͗̽o̶̝͐d̵̝͑̇̽ȩ̶̱̥̚͝
̸̡̮̃̚P̵̻͊͘̕å̴͓̫̾p̸̨̱̞͆̓͘y̵͉̗̋̒r̶͓̼̼̀̓ǔ̴̫̹̌s̷̱̻̤̋͝ ̸̨̮̥̂̽
̶̱̣̀Y̴̯͙̾o̸͓̪̒̍͝ự̷͙̝͌'̷̨͓̔r̴̟͖͖͠ȅ̵̢̘̳͝ ̴̗̮̆͌̈́a̴̩̓͒̄ ̸͕͛̀S̴̩̺̯͋ä̶̩̣ñ̶̲s̷̙̫̆͛̿
̶̼̼͝͝͠N̷̳͎͚͗e̸̦͙̝̓e̶͚̩̓͊͑͜d̸̥̙́-̵̢̭̀
̸̦̹̙́͒Ś̷̖̭̎ä̷̢͈͈̐n̵̖̣̈́̀s̸͎͘͠
̷̬̠̗̋̿̍P̶͎̘͝͠ȁ̵̦̭̇͝p̶̻̂̎͜y̵̻̣̏̑ŗ̸̳̏̽ũ̴̥̰̯̿s̷̺̈͝ ̵͇̌́

̸̡̮̃̚P̵̻͊͘̕å̴͓̫̾p̸̨̱̞͆̓͘y̵͉̗̋̒r̶͓̼̼̀̓ǔ̴̫̹̌s̷̱̻̤̋͝ ̸̨̮̥̂̽

 ̶̱̣̀C̷̝̗͗̽o̶̝͐d̵̝͑̇̽ȩ̶̱̥̚͝
̸̡̮̃̚P̵̻͊͘̕å̴͓̫̾p̸̨̱̞͆̓͘y̵͉̗̋̒r̶͓̼̼̀̓ǔ̴̫̹̌s̷̱̻̤̋͝ ̸̨̮̥̂̽
̶̱̣̀Y̴̯͙̾o̸͓̪̒̍͝ự̷͙̝͌'̷̨͓̔r̴̟͖͖͠ȅ̵̢̘̳͝ ̴̗̮̆͌̈́a̴̩̓͒̄ ̸͕͛̀       S̴̩̺̯͋ä̶̩̣ñ̶̲s̷̙̫̆͛̿
̶̼̼͝͝͠N̷̳͎͚͗e̸̦͙̝̓e̶͚̩̓͊͑͜d̸̥̙́-̵̢̭̀
̸̦̹̙́͒Ś̷̖̭̎ä̷̢͈͈̐n̵̖̣̈́̀s̸͎͘͠
̷̬̠̗̋̿̍P̶͎̘͝͠ȁ̵̦̭̇͝p̶̻̂̎͜y̵̻̣̏̑ŗ̸̳̏̽ũ̴̥̰̯̿s̷̺̈͝ ̵͇̌́Y̴̯͙̾o̸͓̪̒̍͝ự̷͙̝͌'̷̨͓̔r̴̟͖͖͠ȅ̵̢̘̳͝ ̴̗̮̆͌̈́a̴̩̓͒̄ ̸͛̀S̴̩̺̯͋ä̶̩̣ñ̶̲s̷̙̫̆͛̿

 ̶̼̼͝͝͠N̷̳͎͚͗e̸̦͙̝̓e̶͚̩̓͊͑͜d̸̥̙́-̵̢̭̀C̷̝̗͗̽o̶̝͐d̵̝͑̇̽ȩ̶̱̥̚͝
̸̡̮̃̚P̵̻͊͘̕å̴͓̫̾p̸̨̱̞͆̓͘y̵͉̗̋̒r̶͓̼̼̀̓ǔ̴̫̹̌s̷̱̻̤̋͝ ̸̨̮̥̂̽
̶̱̣̀Y̴̯͙̾o̸͓̪̒̍͝ự̷͙̝͌'̷̨͓̔r̴̟͖͖͠ȅ̵̢̘̳͝ ̴̗̮̆͌̈́a̴̩̓͒̄ ̸͕͛̀S̴̩̺̯͋ä̶̩̣ñ̶̲s̷̙̫̆͛̿

̶̼̼͝͝͠                                  N̷̳͎͚͗e̸̦͙̝̓e̶͚̩̓͊͑͜d

̸̦̹́͒Ś̷̖̭̎ä̷̢͈͈̐n̵̖̣̈́̀s̸͎͘͠
̷̬̠̗̋̿̍P̶͎̘͝͠ȁ̵̦̭̇͝p̶̻̂̎͜y̵̻̣̏̑ŗ̸̳̏̽ũ̴̥̰̯̿s̷̺̈͝ ̵͇̌́

̸̦̹̙́͒Ś̷̖̭̎ä̷̢͈͈̐n̵̖̣̈́̀s̸͎͘͠

̷̬̠̗̋̿̍P̶͎̘͝͠ȁ̵̦̭̇͝p̶̻̂̎͜y̵̻̣̏̑ŗ̸̳̏̽ũ̴̥̰̯̿s̷̺̈͝ ̵͇̌́"

Control blinked. He didn't fully understand what he was saying.

Suddenly Fatal Sans was right in front of him. 

Sans felt a shiver or a buzz within his body, mind and soul before it stopped and Fatal Sans left.

Sans looked over his own code. Nothing was out of placed or changed but still felt like something happened.

• ...Can we go to SIXBONES Alphys now. I don't want that freak to come back.
• You agree.

...yeah.

Sans left.

Sans felt a shiver or a buzz within his body, mind and soul before it stopped.

Sans looked around. He was in some kinda of white void similar to Error's.

But instead of blue strings with souls tied and a beanbag, there was a patch of echo flowers he was in. 

That's when he saw Fatal with a sharp bone and red string.

"N̷͉̾͒͝o̷̐̉͜ṭ̸͝ ̵̨̟̼̎r̶̰̠͈̓̆́i̶̝̬̒̑ģ̸̺̅h̵̥̙̆̒̀t̷̹͔̤̉̑͝N̷͉̾͒͝o̷̐̉͜ṭ̸͝ ̵̨̟̼̎r̶̰̠͈̓̆́i̶̝̬̒̑ģ̸̺̅h̵̥̙̆̒̀t̷̹͔̤̉̑͝
̴̟͒̈́̀Ĩ̵̫̿̎ ̸̝̀n̸̦͇̅͊è̵̛̹͍ę̶̗͂͐̉͜d̷̖͔̑͜͝ ̴̬́t̶̮̫̟̏̊ö̶͔̺́͑̋
̶̤͓͑                              Ṃ̶͠ÿ̵̥̻̰ ̵̖̣̭͊̅͘Ṕ̶̪̀͝a̶̢̓̕͝p̶̯̗̈́̏y̴̙̼͂ṟ̶̈́u̴̼̿s̴͎̠̐ ̸̰̐͠
̵̧̢̲͑M̷̬͘͠o̶̲̒̌r̶̖̈́̋̎e̶̡̠̿̓ ̴̞̣̜͆f̶̟̞̲̍á̴̛̹̀i̵̭̎̿̈́l̷̞͊̇ṹ̸̲̫r̴͚̉́̄ë̸͈̮́̊ș̵̘́͂͠ ̴͎́̏̌
̶̦̭̐͝T̴̖̹̉̅͜h̴̗̺̹̒̾̀ĭ̵̜̫͚̓͂s̷̜͓̘̐͑͋ ̷̥̈́̈́̅o̴̤͛ñ̸̘̱͗̉ë̷͈́̏̄ ̴̰̾ẇ̸̞̲̳̄̌ḯ̸̻͚̪͘͝l̵̩̄̿̈́ľ̴͍͕̊ ̸̖͓̈́̚ẉ̷̤̏̑o̶̜̊r̸̹̪̈k̴̘̜̬̀̾͝

̴̟͒̈́̀Ĩ̵̫̿̎ ̸̝̀n̸̦͇̅͊è̵̛̹͍ę̶̗͂͐̉͜d̷̖͔̑͜͝ ̴̬́t̶̮̫̟̏̊ö̶͔̺́͑̋

̶̤͓͑Ṃ̶͠ÿ̵̥̻̰ ̵̖̣̭͊̅͘Ṕ̶̪̀͝a̶̢̓̕͝p̶̯̗̈́̏y̴̙̼͂ṟ̶̈́u̴̼̿s̴͎̠̐ ̸̰̐͠

̵̧̢̲͑M̷̬͘͠o̶̲̒̌r̶̖̈́̋̎e̶̡̠̿̓ ̴̞̣̜͆f̶̟̞̲̍á̴̛̹̀i̵̭̎̿̈́l̷̞͊̇ṹ̸̲̫r̴͚̉́̄ë̸͈̮́̊ș̵̘́͂͠ ̴͎́̏̌N̷͉̾͒͝o̷̐̉͜ṭ̸͝ ̵̨̟̼̎r̶̰̠͈̓̆́i̶̝̬̒̑ģ̸̺̅h̵̥̙̆̒̀t̷̹͔̤̉̑͝
̴̟͒̈́̀Ĩ̵̫̿̎ ̸̝̀n̸̦͇̅͊è̵̛̹͍ę̶̗͂͐̉͜d̷̖͔̑͜͝ ̴̬́t̶̮̫̟̏̊ö̶͔̺́͑̋
̶̤͓͑Ṃ̶͠ÿ̵̥̻̰ ̵̖̣̭͊̅͘Ṕ̶̪̀͝a̶̢̓̕͝p̶̯̗̈́̏y̴̙̼͂ṟ̶̈́u̴̼̿s̴͎̠̐ ̸̰̐͠
̵̧̢̲͑M̷̬͘͠o̶̲̒̌r̶̖̈́̋̎e̶̡̠̿̓ ̴̞̣̜͆f̶̟̞̲̍á̴̛̹̀i̵̭̎̿̈́l̷̞͊̇ṹ̸̲̫r̴͚̉́̄ë̸͈̮́̊ș̵̘́͂͠ ̴͎́̏̌
̶̦̭̐͝T̴̖̹̉̅͜h̴̗̺̹̒̾̀ĭ̵̜̫͚̓͂s̷̜͓̘̐͑͋ ̷̥̈́̈́̅o̴̤͛ñ̸̘̱͗̉ë̷͈́̏̄ ̴̰̾ẇ̸̞̲̳̄̌ḯ̸̻͚̪͘͝l̵̩̄̿̈́ľ̴͍͕̊ ̸̖͓̈́̚ẉ̷̤̏̑o̶̜̊r̸̹̪̈k̴̘̜̬̀̾͝

̶̦̭̐͝T̴̖̹̉̅͜h̴̗̺̹̒̾̀ĭ̵̜̫͚̓͂s̷̜͓̘̐͑͋ ̷̥̈́̈́̅o̴̤͛ñ̸̘̱͗̉ë̷͈́̏̄ ̴̰̾ẇ̸̞̲̳̄̌ḯ̸̻͚̪͘͝l̵̩̄̿̈́ľ̴͍͕̊ ̸̖͓̈́̚ẉ̷̤̏̑o̶̜̊r̸̹̪̈k̴̘̜̬̀̾͝

Ṕ̶̪̀͝a̶̢̓̕͝p̶̯̗̈́̏y̴̙̼͂ṟ̶̈́u̴̼̿s̴͎̠̐"

Chapter Text

When Sans got back to the SIXBONES AU he did not expect Undyne there. Or that she tried to spear him.

He dodged and frowned.

Alphys came running out the elevator to stand in front of Undyne to stop her from trying to attack Control.

"U-Undyne! That's Control! R-Remember I told y-you about all of th-that?!"

Undyne clenched her fists and stared at Sans with suspicion.

"Would you have told me I the first place about this if I didn't find about... them?!" Undyne asked while she looked at the elevator to the true laboratory.

• Guess she met SIXBONES.
• You sympathise with Undyne.

"...is this a bad time for me to be here?-"

Alphys turned to face Control.

"Y-You look completely exhausted and it's b-been awhile since I've seen you! You should rest for a little bit b-before leaving!" 

Sans looked the two of them before going upstairs to crash on Alphys's bed.

He was so tired.

When Sans woke up Alphys was gone and Undyne was reading the notebook that Alphys had written in when Sans told her about AU's and Undertale.

Sans briefly went down and got a packet of chips from the true lab without running into any Amalgamates before shortcutting next to Undyne.

"where's alphys?"

"She went to get food for them..."

Sans looked away.

Undyne walked over to Sans.

"Hey punk, you wouldn't let anything happen to Alphys right?"

"of course. why would you ask?"

"...Alphys wants to travel the 'AU's' to find an AU where she can fix... them. If she figures a way to do it then I expect you to use your connections and everything you to protect her."

"no offence but why can't you?"

"...I want to be with her... but what about here? What if I'm gone and that final kid comes and commits a 'genocide route' and doesn't 'reset' or something. As captain of the royal guard I have to fight any threats that come to our home."

"i get it. i left a few safety precautions for my home too. but i told alphys that in a pacifist route she's forgiven and that they all go home to their families, why does she-"

"Well you're here because your home sucks and your trying to make it better right? That's what she wants to do."

Sans crossed his arms. He understood but... 

Sans knew he was a hypocrite for thinking this but he didn't want her risking herself by au hopping. 

But he gets it.

"...i'm sorry. it's my fault she knows about all this."

"You're damn right. So how about you tell me about all the threats you've seen and faced so if they come here I can kick them in the face before they even know it!"

Undyne held a hand out to shake. It was clear that she didn't like all this AU stuff bur she needed to understand not just for protecting her AU, but to know what exactly is Alphys trying to get into.

"...fair enough."

He shook her arm with a smile.

Sans wanted to talk to Alphys privately before he left so when she went down to the true lab to feed them and went with her.

"you alright sixer? you look on edge."

"I-I'm fine. J-Just can believe Undyne found out about... the Amalgamates and SIXBONES."

"how did that even happen?"

"U-Umm... SIXBONES escaped and Undyne found th-them and tried to put them out of their misery. B-But they can't die. They can't die."

"yikes..."

Sans hugged her. 

"Sans... does she hate me for I did?"

"nah. she's still processing but she's more concerned for you if anything." 

"I'm j-just glad I didn't write d-down in the notebook that some versions of u-us d-date. That would of been r-really awkward."

"i have a good feeling that things will turn out okay for you two."

Sans didn't want to bring up her wanting to au travel for now. He knew he didn't have much of a right to say anything about that.

He waved goodbye and left.

F̸̼͉͓̥̗̤͈̱̯̠̲̣͍̩̘̐̃̂̇͊̍̉̾̉̑̈́̍̄̿̑̏̂́͐͛̿͋̿̏̓̄̀͋̑̑̂̈̌̍̍͗͘̚͘̚̚͘͘͘̕͝i̷̧͔̫͉̱̳̟̬͔̳͕͕̱̠̼̼͙̺̗̲̼͈̫̬̦̮̘͍̘͍̙̜̤̙̝̝̯͉̫̭̠̤͉͂́̀͗̉̿͊͊̓͌̈́̏͘͜͝ͅͅn̶̼͔͕̱̳̩̘̼͈͙̞̟̳̦͇̫̎̌͒̈́̒̌͌̅͐̐̎̄̂̈͛̒̿̄̈́̈́̊͊̍̇̈́̈̀̓̑́̽̒͐̓͊̓̅͂̚͠͝͝ͅd̷̛͎͈͓̓͒̈́̅̇̍͗̀̇́̍̋̽́̎͒͋̿͐̈́̒̾̀͆͐̈́̏̔̔̅̊́̇̅͛͗͗̀̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝ ̵̧̢͔̫̜̘̥̙̘̥̲̫͉̲͈̥̮͓̦͎̤̺͉̹̥̇͜ş̸̩͎͉̺̜̗̱͈͉̞̪͔̞̞̩͖͇̫̪̮̟̼̝̳̤̪̳͎̦͖̬̬̳͓̤͔̝̫͕͈̈́̆̚ͅò̷̧̧͙̮͍̠̲̖̺̤͈̳̝̥̪̱̻͎̞̫͎̰͖̱̤̗̠̖̤̹̳̏͆̓͐̑͜͜ͅų̶̨̡̡̨̤̘̲̘̙̦̮̗͎̞̜̘̹̤͍̮͉̗̮̂̈́͂̊̌͌͌̍̌͊͆̓͗̓͗̊̅̉̉̀̎̋̌͆̈́̈̈́͊͌͗̄̈́̇̽̓̍̆̈́̓̈́́̚̕͝͝ͅͅĺ̷̡̛̛̛̘̺̘̺̯̬͎̭̯͎̘̣͉̲̖̭̠͇̼̃̂̑͛̇͊́͂̎̅̓̅͐̄̾͒̐͒̆͗̔̀̃̐̈͂͒̀̄̈́̈̓͘̚͝͝͝ ̸̮͈̻̻̠͆̓̓̐̂̿̓̇̃͌̈́̎̈́̈́̈́͛̾̎̌̽̄͌̿̄̓͆̑̈́̈̋̓̉̓͌̉́̏͐̓͘̚̚̕̕̕͝͝͝͠f̷̡̡̛̜̬͎̺̰̺̟̪̟̜̹͕̠͔͔̬̦͓͔̼͈̜̘̼̤̲͙͊͑͛͆͋̈́̊̾̎̈́̎̐̈́̈́̏̃̊̂̂̉́̿̓͂̄̈͑͘͜͝ͅŗ̵̢̛̦̙̬͈̘̯̼̱̺͎͇̠̳̬̳̜͙̺̏͊̿͊̿̄̐̐͌̄͗͌̓͌͌̓̏̄̈́̾̀̉̓̒͊̽̾͑̾̄̈́̏͐̊̚̚̕̚̕͝͠͝͠ą̴̥̤͚̟̌̓̐̍͊͝g̴̛̤̟̲͉͖̠̫̈́͐̆̇̈̿̌̾̌͛̓́̍̈͒̔͗̉̿͌̅̃͗̀̀̈́͋̈̚̕͘͘̕͘͜͜͝͠͝͝͠m̴̡̨͈̬̱͉͚̼̤̦͙̞̹̣͚͎̟͚͙̻̻̫͎̒̿́̌̐͗͌̋͑̾̅́͘͜ę̶̧̡̡̧̨̢̡̡͎̙̰͖͔̯̳̣̟̪̫̙͔̳͚̘̟̳̭̲̝̳̯̳̥̳̮̖̙̗̅̐́͌͐̐́̉̄̉̍̌̑̀͛̊̈́̉̓̕͜͝͝͝n̸̢̨̡̳̦̦̪̙̟͈͚͉̮͖̺̟̖̯̲̩͍̲̰̝̥̐́̑̌̉̈́̽̈́̌͂̓̇̃̑͋̓͐̓͂̓̀͌͊̓͊̈́͒̏̈̈͂̇̏̑̕̕͘̕͜͝͠͠t̷̨͚̫͕̤͎̥̙̯͓͕̘̱̲̦̩͖̠̞͈̯̪͎͖̬̠̭̩̰̻̲̳̥͖̜̻͉̊̅͂͂͋̌͆̎̂̒́͘̕͜͠͠ͅ

Sans almost fell out of a tree this time. 

He grabbed on to the branch of the snow covered tree tightly.

• Oh my g- I have never wished for a camera more than now.

shaddup.

• You joke and tell Chara that maybe with enough DETERMINATION they could make a ghost camera.
• It's worth a shot...
• ...Nothing. damn.

Sans shortcutted to the ground feeling a little embarrassed.

He brushed the snow off his shoulders and did his HACKED sight thing.

Undertale: Something New

where have i seen this code before? it looks a little familiar. 

Sans unactivated his sight and walked he found himself at Snowdin. Just in time to watch Grillby die via water bucket to a kid and...

Killer Sans. 

Sans immediately shortcutted to a rooftop out of sight.

That's how he recognised the code. He saw a Killer Sans code before when he faced the gang.

• Is that me possessing Frisk? Is that what I look like when I do that?

yep.

Sans had never seen Grillby die before and now that he had he wanted to stop this. Hewantedtostopthisandtakecontrolofthesituationtosave-

• You tell Sans to breathe.

Sans realised that he had stopped breathing. He keep as quiet as he could while he took large breaths.

• Geez... maybe beach Sans was right and you need therapy. I mean this in the least insulting way possible but you're a Control freak.

...tell you what. i'll go to therapy if you go to therapy as well you suicide bomber, no offence.

• Suicide bomber? 
• You remind Chara of their plan with Asriel and their desire to ERASE everything.
• ...You two are awful sometimes. 
• ... But I guess it would be funny to see a therapist try to understand our situation.

Sans almost smiled. 

Sans felt more calm now as watched the two kill happy freaks in the street.

Sans knew that Killer's code was altered but this Killer didn't look entirely like the one he faced. His code was a mess but no target soul yet. It was like watching a train crash happen when already saw pictures of the result already.

Sans didn't want to be around for when that happens so he shortcutted to where his fragment was (somewhere far in the woods) and left.

Chapter Text

F̸̼͉͓̥̗̤͈̱̯̠̲̣͍̩̘̐̃̂̇͊̍̉̾̉̑̈́̍̄̿̑̏̂́͐͛̿͋̿̏̓̄̀͋̑̑̂̈̌̍̍͗͘̚͘̚̚͘͘͘̕͝i̷̧͔̫͉̱̳̟̬͔̳͕͕̱̠̼̼͙̺̗̲̼͈̫̬̦̮̘͍̘͍̙̜̤̙̝̝̯͉̫̭̠̤͉͂́̀͗̉̿͊͊̓͌̈́̏͘͜͝ͅͅn̶̼͔͕̱̳̩̘̼͈͙̞̟̳̦͇̫̎̌͒̈́̒̌͌̅͐̐̎̄̂̈͛̒̿̄̈́̈́̊͊̍̇̈́̈̀̓̑́̽̒͐̓͊̓̅͂̚͠͝͝ͅd̷̛͎͈͓̓͒̈́̅̇̍͗̀̇́̍̋̽́̎͒͋̿͐̈́̒̾̀͆͐̈́̏̔̔̅̊́̇̅͛͗͗̀̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝ ̵̧̢͔̫̜̘̥̙̘̥̲̫͉̲͈̥̮͓̦͎̤̺͉̹̥̇͜ş̸̩͎͉̺̜̗̱͈͉̞̪͔̞̞̩͖͇̫̪̮̟̼̝̳̤̪̳͎̦͖̬̬̳͓̤͔̝̫͕͈̈́̆̚ͅò̷̧̧͙̮͍̠̲̖̺̤͈̳̝̥̪̱̻͎̞̫͎̰͖̱̤̗̠̖̤̹̳̏͆̓͐̑͜͜ͅų̶̨̡̡̨̤̘̲̘̙̦̮̗͎̞̜̘̹̤͍̮͉̗̮̂̈́͂̊̌͌͌̍̌͊͆̓͗̓͗̊̅̉̉̀̎̋̌͆̈́̈̈́͊͌͗̄̈́̇̽̓̍̆̈́̓̈́́̚̕͝͝ͅͅĺ̷̡̛̛̛̘̺̘̺̯̬͎̭̯͎̘̣͉̲̖̭̠͇̼̃̂̑͛̇͊́͂̎̅̓̅͐̄̾͒̐͒̆͗̔̀̃̐̈͂͒̀̄̈́̈̓͘̚͝͝͝ ̸̮͈̻̻̠͆̓̓̐̂̿̓̇̃͌̈́̎̈́̈́̈́͛̾̎̌̽̄͌̿̄̓͆̑̈́̈̋̓̉̓͌̉́̏͐̓͘̚̚̕̕̕͝͝͝͠f̷̡̡̛̜̬͎̺̰̺̟̪̟̜̹͕̠͔͔̬̦͓͔̼͈̜̘̼̤̲͙͊͑͛͆͋̈́̊̾̎̈́̎̐̈́̈́̏̃̊̂̂̉́̿̓͂̄̈͑͘͜͝ͅŗ̵̢̛̦̙̬͈̘̯̼̱̺͎͇̠̳̬̳̜͙̺̏͊̿͊̿̄̐̐͌̄͗͌̓͌͌̓̏̄̈́̾̀̉̓̒͊̽̾͑̾̄̈́̏͐̊̚̚̕̚̕͝͠͝͠ą̴̥̤͚̟̌̓̐̍͊͝g̴̛̤̟̲͉͖̠̫̈́͐̆̇̈̿̌̾̌͛̓́̍̈͒̔͗̉̿͌̅̃͗̀̀̈́͋̈̚̕͘͘̕͘͜͜͝͠͝͝͠m̴̡̨͈̬̱͉͚̼̤̦͙̞̹̣͚͎̟͚͙̻̻̫͎̒̿́̌̐͗͌̋͑̾̅́͘͜ę̶̧̡̡̧̨̢̡̡͎̙̰͖͔̯̳̣̟̪̫̙͔̳͚̘̟̳̭̲̝̳̯̳̥̳̮̖̙̗̅̐́͌͐̐́̉̄̉̍̌̑̀͛̊̈́̉̓̕͜͝͝͝n̸̢̨̡̳̦̦̪̙̟͈͚͉̮͖̺̟̖̯̲̩͍̲̰̝̥̐́̑̌̉̈́̽̈́̌͂̓̇̃̑͋̓͐̓͂̓̀͌͊̓͊̈́͒̏̈̈͂̇̏̑̕̕͘̕͜͝͠͠t̷̨͚̫͕̤͎̥̙̯͓͕̘̱̲̦̩͖̠̞͈̯̪͎͖̬̠̭̩̰̻̲̳̥͖̜̻͉̊̅͂͂͋̌͆̎̂̒́͘̕͜͠͠ͅ

Sans looked around. The hell was he?!

• You tell Sans that's he been here once before.
• Is that the Save menu?!

Sans looked at the little patch of grass and light. Oh yeah. This is where he ended up after going through the barrier and when he first saw code. 

Talk about bitter nostalgia. 

Sans was about to walk into the infinite black space to find his fragment when someone cleared his voice behind him.

He turned around.

One looked like Frisk with a glitch on their face and the other looked like Fatal but with way less glitches.

Sans HACKED his sight.

AfterTale

Geno!Sans

"heh, it's like looking inside a mirror." Geno Sans joked while blood seeped out of his teeth, locking his white slippers.

Control was so confused looking at his code. Is that... DETERMINATION code?

"what's the matter buddy? you're looking pretty chilled to the bone." Geno punned.

"guess i'm just determined to figure what's with you." Control punned back.

"tibia honest, i was expecting a different answer... but you're not that sans, are you?"

"i just don't have the heart to lie to you buddy, you can call me control."

Geno smiled with fake happiness.

"you can call me geno, and that's the kid."

Frisk waved from behind Geno's legs.

"geno? like genocide? glad that your universe isn't mine with a name like that."

• Not ruin the tense vibes but how the hell hasn't Geno dropped dead with the giant slash wound constantly bleeding?
• You also want to ask about the red cape/scarf. It looks like Papyrus's to you.

hey it does. wonder what happened to paps?

"universe?"

"sorry to suddenly rip the band-aid but there's more then just timelines."

"hmm."

The glitch Frisk seemed very confused.

Control put his hands in his pocket.

"...so is your undertale limited too or there a reason you're hanging out at the menu." Control asked. He wasn't sure how he'll deal with a universe similar to his if it is limited to. Probably have a small freak out moment.

"nah... i don't have enough determination to press the button and the kid here because of the other one possessing their body and stuff."

"you mean chara?"

Glitchy Frisk nodded.

• Guess I'm keeping everyone here out of blood-lust instead of a mix of blood-lust and the PLAYER influence here. Not sure how to feel about this.
• You tell Sans they should find the fragments sooner rather than later.

got it.

Sans had been noticing Chara being more... conflicted about their genocidal tendencies lately. 

Sans turned around and started walking into the dark.

"welp, see ya." 

Sans made all of two steps before his souls turned blue and he was slowly dragged back to Geno and Glitchy Frisk.

"listen pal, i'm not feeling very humerus right now... so can you explain who the hell are you and what you want." 

Sans was on the receiving end of the no eye light scare.

"...am i getting under your skin geno?"

"well my interest in an answer is the soul reason i haven't tried to attack you yet."

"aww... and here i though i was supposed to be feeling blue."

Glitchy Frisk pulled on Geno's sleeve with a puffy frowny face. 

"maybe you should listen to frisk, they might know a thing or two." Control said.

"is that why you have their soul? you clearly cared about what they wanted if you killed them." Geno responded.

"wow is this what i sound like? i feel almost bad for the aus i've been too."

"aus?"

"alternate universe's. meaning you have no idea what i can do since we're not the same sans."

He activated his sight.

"besides i may have a broken soul held together by a human soul's determination... but you have even less than that."

Geno sighed and dropped his hold on the souls.

"i still want to know what you're doing here."

"i'm just here to pick up something from my au and its somewhere in the black empty space of the menu."

"...nothing good is in there but that guy no one remembers and the void."

"i keeping about this 'void' thing. what is it?"

"no clue, that guy just wants me to join him."

"is 'that guy' a tall goopy skeleton with holes in his hands?"

"...yeah."

"well hopefully i'll find what i'm looking for before i meet him. he doesn't seem to be very nice here."

"..."

Control waved at Geno and fist bumped Glitchy Frisk before walking off. 

• Damn Control, it's been awhile since you done that many puns.
• You also mention the Sass.

heh.

Sans reached out and grabbed and absorbed the fragment.

Sans could see the shadows condense around him but he left before anything happened.

Chapter Text

Control was in a normal Undertale. It's been a long time since he's seen one, his own doesn't even count anymore. 

It was a route where only random monsters had been killed. Papyrus, Toriel, Undyne, Muffet and Mettaton had not been killed. Sans knew that timeline will end soon since the kid was about to face Asgore so he had spent little time talking with the locals.

• Hey out of curiosity, what does it feel like to not exist temporarily once Flowey gets the 6 souls?

uhhh... well it's like you're blackout drunk. You know stuff happened but you can't recall it. it kinda creeps up on you.

• You nod.
• Uhh... I haven't been drunk but sounds similar to my years of being dead until Frisk woke me up.

well... we know the afterlife is a sham i guess. hooray for science and nihilism.

• You say that maybe in other AU's the afterlife could exist.

maybe. wonder how literal it can get. like angels and reapers and all of that.

• Knowing our luck the grim reaper would be a human or something. To be honest it would probably be me.
• You actually think it might be a Sans.

really? i don't even fight you unless it's a genocide run.

• You just have a feeling.

Somewhere in the AU's, Reaper Sans sneezes. 

Control left.

F̸̼͉͓̥̗̤͈̱̯̠̲̣͍̩̘̐̃̂̇͊̍̉̾̉̑̈́̍̄̿̑̏̂́͐͛̿͋̿̏̓̄̀͋̑̑̂̈̌̍̍͗͘̚͘̚̚͘͘͘̕͝i̷̧͔̫͉̱̳̟̬͔̳͕͕̱̠̼̼͙̺̗̲̼͈̫̬̦̮̘͍̘͍̙̜̤̙̝̝̯͉̫̭̠̤͉͂́̀͗̉̿͊͊̓͌̈́̏͘͜͝ͅͅn̶̼͔͕̱̳̩̘̼͈͙̞̟̳̦͇̫̎̌͒̈́̒̌͌̅͐̐̎̄̂̈͛̒̿̄̈́̈́̊͊̍̇̈́̈̀̓̑́̽̒͐̓͊̓̅͂̚͠͝͝ͅd̷̛͎͈͓̓͒̈́̅̇̍͗̀̇́̍̋̽́̎͒͋̿͐̈́̒̾̀͆͐̈́̏̔̔̅̊́̇̅͛͗͗̀̕̚̕̚͘͝͝͝͝ ̵̧̢͔̫̜̘̥̙̘̥̲̫͉̲͈̥̮͓̦͎̤̺͉̹̥̇͜ş̸̩͎͉̺̜̗̱͈͉̞̪͔̞̞̩͖͇̫̪̮̟̼̝̳̤̪̳͎̦͖̬̬̳͓̤͔̝̫͕͈̈́̆̚ͅò̷̧̧͙̮͍̠̲̖̺̤͈̳̝̥̪̱̻͎̞̫͎̰͖̱̤̗̠̖̤̹̳̏͆̓͐̑͜͜ͅû̶̈́͂-

Sans opened his eyes to a endless yellowish place with bits of paper everywhere.

He turned and faced a skeleton.

He had a brown and teal outfit with vials with different colours all over him. He had a splotch on his face and he had the strangest eye lights Control had ever seen. Every blink would seem to change them in shape and colour.

He also had a giant paintbrush on his back-

Wait. Paintbrush... Paint freak?

Sans used his sight to check.

Ink!Sans

This was him. The Star Sans that would go and help the creators make more weird and messed up universe's. This was the Sans that Error had called, a soulless paint freak. 

Ink waved it him cheerfully.

"Hey there, Control was it? It's cool to meet you!"

Ink tried to walk to him but Control took a step back.

• What the hell does Ink want?

Ink frowned in confusion.

"Hey, I know you read my code so you know who I am right?"

Ink seemed less like a Sans even more so than Error and Nightmare.

He didn't have a soul and he was more like a template of Sans than an actual completed Sans.

Ink frowned.

"You know I can tell what parts of my code you're looking at. Hasn't anyone told you it's a little... rude?"

"well you did kidnap me so..."

Ink's eye lights changed into a exclamation mark and a diamond.

"It's not like that! I just wanted to talk without Error showing up."

"but i was in an undertale universe. error only likes those ones so he wouldn't destroy it."

Ink's eye lights became a triangle and a question mark.

"...Error didn't tell you the truce, right? I had forgotten that they hadn't."

"the what?"

"Basically no creation or destruction at all. We're basically waiting for the other to break or planning to break it in a way that matters."

"wait so error can't kill me?

"Oh don't worry. You're not important enough to break a truce over."

"...thanks."

Ink thought for a bit before his eyes lights became a blue circle and a yellow star. He pulled on his scarf and seemed to reading something on it. Before smiling at Control.

"Hey Control, I know you want to leave but can we play a game of snap? We'll talk and find out more about each other."

"yeah no thanks."

Ink raised a metaphorical eyebrow at him.

"Are you sure? You were in your way to Underlust and you strike me as the type not appreciate that particular AU. Not mention you probably should not expose the kids to that mind of stuff." 

• You shudder.
• He- it's a trick, right?

"what's your game ink? why do you really want to talk with me. if i'm so unimportant then why would you drag me to this paper place?"

"One, this is the doodle sphere where all the AU's are. Two, I know Error wants to know about the kind of game Im playing with THAT GUY. It's why Error wanted you to go to XTale. Why can't I be curious too?"

Sans was debating in his head.

so... what do you two think. I wanna hear your opinions.

• Well if Underlust is an Undertale AU then there has to be a kid there. If they can handle it then so can we.
• You aren't assured at Chara's words. 

i mean ink.

• You say that his emotions seems sincere.
• And that's what freaks me out. He's soulless but he can feel emotions strongly. Even in a genocide route when we- I scared Flowey it was the only time he felt without the help of souls.
• So how did this freak become so emotional.

...guess that's my first question then.

"...if i play snap with you, then the first question i'll ask is how you can feel without a soul."

Ink beemed. Almost literally since one of his eyes became a sun.

With a swish of his brush a table and set of cards a day chair appeared.

"I'm so excited!"

"that makes one of us."

The two Sans sat on the seats as the both got ready to play.

"So I'll answer your question. I feel because of my vials. I collect emotions from when AU's are created." Ink said as he put a 3 of Hearts down.

"so you only protect creation because you wouldn't have emotions if you didn't?" Control said as he put down a 6 of clubs.

"Hey I love creating things and supporting creators too! Now my question... why do you not like AU's with stuff like shipping and stuff?" 

2 of spades.

"uhh... because it's weird seeing stuff like that. relationships are already something i'm not exactly familiar with. i didn't even think of universe's where i hook with others until i saw myself."

4 of diamonds.

"i think you're not giving those AU's and creators much of a chance. I personally find it a little funny but sweet when creators want to ship me an' Error."

7 of Hearts.

"...you two may have really different personalities but it's still two out of this world forces shipping two of me. it's self-"

"There's worst Control. You shouldn't hurt their feelings like that."

"well my next question is why the hell you like all of these au's."

8 of spades.

"Well all of them are special."

"not sure i would call genocide timelines and universe's special."

9 of clovers.

"Control. An AU starts with someone deciding to make change. Even some creator is responsible for you."

"are you just saying that we all got no free will?!"

"Hey it's my turn-"

"ink!"

"Fine. Free will still exist. They are creators, not controllers."

"..."

2 of Clovers.

"So I get to ask two questions now. First question, are you aware that when you tear your way into an AU you actually damage it a little?"

"what?"

"Not enough to affect the AU'S habitants, but enough to open the metaphorical a window for corruption."

"what?!"

"Lucky for you nothing has happened yet but I told Core to keep an eye on those AU's-"

Ink stopped talking and stared blankly.

"What were we talking about?" Ink asked.

"...Who's Core?"

"Oh! Core Frisk can alter codes and saves people and monsters from collapsing AU's into the Omega timeline safe from Error and Nightmare and any other entity that might try to harm them."

"...so it's like a refugee au?"

"Yeah! Now for my second question..."

3 of Hearts.

"Do you want to want to know what your Gaster wants?"

"...huh?"

"I'm curious about what you will do if you knew. You don't like AU's that much for an AU hoppers and yo willingly side with Error. But... you're not a bad guy. Traumatised definitely, but not bad. I'm a protector but... I'm not exactly good."

4 of spades.

"...are you doing this because you're bored?"

Ace of Diamond.

"...Sorta. But I do actually want to see what happens next. Gotta do something until HE starts the next phase of his game."

"..."

Ace of Diamond-

SNAP!

Ink slammed his hand on the stack.

"Guess I win!"

Control was lost in thought.

• You ask if Sans and Chara wants to believe Ink.
• I don't... I'm not sure.

...let's face it. gaster ain't going to tell us until it's too late, even if it's for a good reason.

we don't have much choice.

Control was abruptly interrupted from his thoughts by Ink vomiting his namesake on the ground.

• Ew. I want to say right now that I hate that this is the best best choice.

me too.

"...ink. what does my gaster want?"

Ink gave him a serious look before clearly thinking his words over.

"Your Gaster is like you. He hates not having control. If all goes to plan he will have his own soup and body and take the human soul from you to HACK and 'fix' everything. He will be remembered again and you'll live on the surface.

He wants to get rid of your knowledge of timelines and universe's so you'll be happy. It's like what you did to your Papyrus. 

You'll lose control essentially."

"..."

• ...
• ...

...

Ink then threw the fragments at him.

"Bu the way I got these just before you got here. It's the Underlust fragments!"

"..."

Chapter Text

Error was grumbling in his anti void. Of course that paint freak would show up and snatch that anomaly. What the hell did he want.

Hey Error, do you like Control?

Error, is Control your friend?

What a hypocrital-

"G̵e̵e̴z̶ ̴y̶o̵u̸'̷r̸e̷ ̸a̶l̶l̵ ̵b̸e̴i̸n̶g̵ ̶n̴o̵i̵s̵y̴.̴"

The voices never stop these days. It made the silence of the anti void more bearable and they were usually fun to talk too but he didn't like how some wanted to dissect his personality or try to hug him.

Lately they ask about Control.

Now, Error's personal opinion of Control. He's an anomaly that he'll erase with rest of the AUs. But he's a useful anomaly. 

He isn't particularly strong compared to other Sanses who gained abilities beyond the main timeline but he is quite code with code and the best part.

He's like a key. If he learns to travel to Aus that don't have soul fragments then he could go to anywhere, even places that are blocked for even Error.

Like the Omega timeline for example.

Error shook his thought away when Ink dropped in from a portal with Control in tow.

The moment Ink dropped Control, Control curled in on himself and started muttering and gasping.

"So... here's Control back!" Ink said grabbed his brush and started walking away.

"̸w̷h̶a̷t̴ ̷t̷h̶e̵ ̵h̵e̸l̴l̶ ̵d̷i̷d̴ ̷y̸o̴u̷ ̶d̶o̸ ̵t̸o̸ ̶h̸i̷m̴ ̸i̸n̵k̷?̷!̴"̸

"Uh, just talked as far as I can remember. See ya Error!" Ink then made an inky portal and left before Error could grab him with his strings.

Error turned to face Control. Did Ink make him have a breakdown or something? Damn it!

Error used his strings to try to Control stand. Control had a delayed reaction once he noticed he started hyperventilating and tried to rip the strings off. Error got the message and got rid of the strings.

Error did not want to deal with any of this.

"error! what did- ink-"

Control staggered to his feet with shaky bones. 

Error sighed and opened a portal to Underfell to grab two chocolate bars. He chucked one into Control's hand.

Poor Red!

I hope Control is okay!

...

Careful Error, the last friend you made you left here and he became an Error too.

Don't want another Blueberror situation.

Error flinched and for a moment errors covered his vision. 

"̸.̵.̵.̶g̴o̵o̵d̸ ̷t̷h̷i̷n̵g̵ ̴w̵e̶ ̸a̴r̸e̵n̸'̶t̷ ̸f̶r̶i̶e̶n̷d̷s̶ ̴t̴h̷e̶n̶.̸ ̸h̴e̶'̵s̷ ̸j̶u̶s̴t̸ ̴a̴ ̵u̸s̸e̷f̷u̶l̵ ̴f̵i̴l̶t̶h̵y̴ ̵g̸l̸i̶t̴c̶h̶ ̸i̶n̷ ̸t̷h̴e̸ ̶m̷u̶l̶t̶i̴v̷e̴r̵s̷e̵.̸"̷

idon'twanttolosecontrolagainagainnotagainican't-

• You want to calm Sans down but your breath keeps hitching and your throat is tight.
• God damn it I'll kill Gaster and that freak Ink!-

ineedcontrolcontrolineedtofeelsafesafesafeandincontrolcontrol-

• You can't breath. You want to hug yourself but your thoughts keep derailing.
• I'll kill all them and ERASE those who want to hurt us!-

controlkeepcontrolkeepcontrolcan'tlosecontrol-

• You want to call out for help but you never actually do. You can't think.
• I'LL KILL-
• ...
• Chocolate?

Control focused his hazy eye lights on the food in his hand. 

He looked up to see Error talking to himself, pretty normal for Error for him to do that.

Oh. He's crying and curled up on the ground in the Anti-void. When did he get here? Did someone take him without permission?! How did he not notice someone taking control-

"̵y̶o̸u̴ ̸g̵o̷n̷n̸a̶ ̸e̴a̵t̸ ̶t̸h̸a̷t̸ ̴o̴r̴ ̵w̶h̵a̴t̵?̵"̸

Control looked at the chocolate bar in hand.

• Eat the chocolate.

Sans ate it. Sans was more of a ketchup guy but this chocolate was pretty good. 

Control looked at Error.

"...so how did i get here?"

"̸i̷n̵k̴ ̶d̵r̶o̷p̷p̷e̷d̴ ̸y̶o̶u̵ ̴o̵f̷f̸,̴ ̷g̷o̶d̸ ̴d̷a̷m̵n̸e̵d̶ ̸f̴r̴e̶a̴k̸.̶ ̷i̴f̵ ̴y̸o̴u̶'̶r̸e̴ ̶f̴i̷n̵e̷ ̴n̷o̷w̵ ̴y̸o̴u̵ ̶c̸a̷n̵ ̴g̷o̵.̸ ̷y̶o̶u̶ ̷d̵o̶n̷'̶t̴ ̶w̶a̸n̶n̷a̸ ̷s̸t̸a̸y̶ ̷h̷e̶r̴e̷ ̶f̶o̴r̵ ̴t̸o̴o̷ ̴l̵o̶n̴g̸.̶"̷

"oh... thanks for the chocolate."

Error nodded and then walked away to the beanbag, ignoring Control.

you kids alright?

• I want to kill Gaster.
• You shake your head and ask Sans if he's okay.

...not really, but i gotta keep moving forward.

Sans could deal with Gaster later once he's out of the Anti-void.

So Control left.

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Sans thought he hadn't left the void for a moment. But then noticed the absence of strings or beanbag.

Not to mention this place feels different. The Anti void feels like buzzing and emptiness. This place felt dark even though it wasn't.

That was all the time he had time for before something lunged at him.

Sans flinched and dodged.

It was a freaking Gaster. He was goopy, tall and had flecks of purple in his design but Control knew his damned face.

• This isn't our Gaster but I still want to kill a Gaster.

But before anything could happen a monster popped up in between them waving his hand in... sign language?

• You tell Sans thought you know Sign and that you can translate. 
• How do you know so many different languages?! You're really quiet and almost mute most of the time!
• You ignore Chara and you translate.

"Gaster stop! Can't you see it's a Sans?!" Bendy signed to Gaster.

Gaster blinked before his hostile nature flopped and he moved back a bit with a distressed face.

"Sans?" He said in Wingdings.

Sans put in his hands in pockets and gave a fake smile.

"who else would it be? i'm not your sans though."

This Gaster seemed constantly hunched but he was alrasy as tall as any other Gaster's Control he met. If he stood at his full goopy hight he would definitely be the tallest.

Sans activated his HACKED sight.

ASK BENDY

what's a bendy?

Sans turned his attention to the little monster and he gaped at his code.

Not a single speck of what made Bendy was Undertale code at all. He wasn't from an AU. 

He wasn't from an AU.

How much existed outside of the endless AU multiverse. How much bigger can you get from endless.

• Stop spiralling please and focus!

Sans shook his head and turned off his sight.

"so uh... what is this place?"

"...This is the void."

"i keep hearing about this void and how it relates to gasters but i haven't got an explanation yet."

Bendy tilted his head before doing more sign language.

"Well what's your Gaster like in your... AU Sans?... Wait can you even understand me?-"

"calm down bendy. i can understand. but yeah... i'm from the UnderControl au so i go by the name control."

"How did you know his name?" Gaster said protectively.

• You comment on the dad energy.

"i just looked at the code. his name is bendy in his codes. still wondering what the void is by the way."

Gaster looked at him funny like he was squinting at something next to him. Could he see the kid's? 

Gaster sighed and used one of his hands to gesture at everything.

"The void is where time happens all at once and not at all. I'm broken here so I'm broken across space and time."

"huh... my gaster is broken in a more literal way."

"What does that mean?" Bendy asked.

"well... i've been collecting literal parts of him. that's why i'm here, there's a piece of him here too...

i don't want find him anymore but i have too."

He needed his own soul fixed.

Hey Control! What's with those orange lines?

Both Bendy and Gaster were quiet.

"...what?"

"Uh Sans, did you not hear the voices?" Bendy asked.

"the what?"

Sans HACKED his sight and could see code distortions making sentences in the air. 

"i can see it but i can't hear it. even then i have to hack so I could see it and that takes energy."

"HACK?"

"i... can hack reality basically."

"That is so cool!"

"...yeah."

"...So are you going to answer?"

"why would i do that?"

"Trust me, they get annoying if you don't."

"oh... well i have the orange lines as a side effect of being able to hack. they used to be on just my fingers but now it's all over my arms and coming out of one of my eye sockets. It hasn't done anything else though."

To Bendy: Have you been to UnderControl yet?

"Uh...nope. I'll be sure to visit though."

"not anything soon buddy."

Bendy fiddled with the strap on his yellow bag as he looked at Control.

"why not?"

"my au's code is... not good with new things. also before i left i set up a trap for anyone who tries to get into my au."

Hello Control. What kind of trap could you make? Is it like your crossword puzzle trap or is it dangerous? Also *gives Control a glass of ketchup*

Control almost dropped the glass when it appeared in his hands. 

Control glared at harsh nothingness of the void.

"what the hell are you?! i thought you just asked questions but clearly you can make things! are you just creators messing with me?!"

"Woah, are you okay?!" Bendy asked.

Gaster frowned.

"Sans, the voices don't have much power at all. I remember when they give me small things and tried to talk to me like it would help. The aren't 'creators' of any type."

Sans huffed and checked the code of the ketchup before downing it one go.

"...this ain't enough to get me drunk so you won't get anything out of me this way." 

• You ask Sans if he's feeling okay.
• Also don't drink. I don't want to find out if I can get drunk.

got it.

Sans: How many AUs have you been too?

"over 30 by now. also you and gaster can just call me control."

To Control, how do you travel to other AU's? You just kinda appeared here.

"well...someone told me that i tear my way into an au and... i don't like thinking about it much."

• All that crud that Ink spouted. 

i'll think about it at a later date.

Hey Control? Have you met Ink?

"...can you lot hear... other people?" Did they hear Chara?

"What does that mean?"

"nothing. yeah ink and i have met. don't like him but i don't like a lot of aus so..."

Sans crossed his arms.

Hey so is your eye only orange now Control?

"no. it's only orange when i'm hacking my own sight to look at code. when i'm using my normal powers my eye is now blue and orange instead of blue and yellow. 

it did turn orange and red once... but I'll save that story for 'therapy' hehe."

"Therapy?"

"well all sanses probably need therapy becuase of undertale's timelines. most of the sanses i met were depressed, crazy or anxiety ridden."

"Undertale timelines?"

"oh... have you not seen... do you not... well this is awkward."

What happens?!"

"just human related stuff. the seventh human falls and stuff can go either really good or REALLY bad. sanses are the ones to either know or remember it all."

"..."

Heya Control! How are you? Also is your AU one like Undertale: Something New or Dusttale where the Sanses went... crazy and murdered?

"hell no! do i look like killer or dust to you?! also i'm not crazy! i was depressed but now these days i would say that i have crippling anxiety with the panic attacks i get."

"Is that why you need therapy?"

To Sans, is Gastet your brother, dad, boss or are you part of him in your AU?

"dunno. can't remember."

Control, You said that your eye went red and orange once. Red is the colour of determination so how did that happen?

"...you really are nosy. honestly i dont get why i'm talking to you. maybe i'm stalling getting the fragments... regardless i can't stop and talk all day."

Sans started walking in another direction.

• So what's your game plan with our Gaster then?

...we'll take a page out of your book and fight him once we have all the fragments and then we'll try fixing the code ourselves.

• You think it's not a good idea.

i don't either.

"San- Control. Who are those phantoms I keep seeing?"

Frisk and Chara hid behind Sans.

"...don't know what you're talking about doc."

Sans reached out and grabbed the fragments. One went into his inventory and the other joined with his own soul.

Oh god is that parts of a soul?! Are you like Geno and you don't have a full soul?!

"1. my soul is way more whole than geno's, and 2.

i had enough of this chatter. i'm getting a headache."

He turned of his sight and gave a stiff wave to Gaster and Bendy.

Gaster tried to reach for him but Sans left. 

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Sans looked at his Red and Orange sweater that says HACKED the nice list on it. The orange lines on his body went over the sweater too.

He had already taken the fragment a while ago. But like a train crash, he couldn't look away from this wreck. 

He was at first mortified by what he saw, but with the power of spiked eggnog and realising that Error's perspective on UnderNovela (Treating the AU like its a show) he had realised how to keep his sanity.

So, he was even somewhat enjoying himself at the party as long as he didn't think too hard about the ships happening.

Having the gift of avoiding attention means he saw multiple plot lines askance and OH BOY, THIS WHOLE UNIVERSE NEEDS THERAPY.

He has been here for awhile now and-

what if i actually talked to someone here?

• Go ahead I guess. You're only tipsy and your the only one drunk out of us three so we'll let you know when to stop talking.
• Your still EXTREMELY smug about being right about Reaper Sans.
• Shut up! Any guess is probably right in this multiverse. I still think there might be a Reaper me somewhere.
• You tell Chara that they're just a sore loser.

Control ignored them and thought about who he should talk to.

Weird feelings about other Sanses aside (don't think about it don't think about it-) Sci Sans seemed pretty chill but he was going to talk to Blue privately about the Friend Club thing after Sci tried to overtake it.

Reaper and Fell Papyrus were off the table because Fell Papyrus freaks him out and Reaper can touch him and kill him or just traumatise him.

Speaking of Reaper traumatising people there was Classic Sans who also wasn't a fan of the ships, but would it be too weird or too normal to just talk with your past self?

Underswap Papyrus's don't typically like him for some reason. 

Geno and Red would be fine but he had personal issues with other versions of them so he didn't want to accidentally start more problems with more versions of them.

Classic Papyrus would be weird to talk to since Control hasn't fully got his issues under control yet (heh pun). Last he wants to is to lose himself in his drunkness and try to pry open his code or something else that would be a terrible relapse for his sanity.

He was pretty sure Error was or is around at one point but Control wasn't sure if they would be friends. He was aware that once the truce is Error will probably save his world as one of the last just because he was useful, especially if he figures out travel without soul fragment as beacons. Maybe Co-Workers would be a better way to describe their relationship?

And Control was obviously going to stay the hell away from the Gaster. 

So he approached the guy who looked like he came out of an 90s human movie.

"hey there."

"What's up my broski from who knowski?"

• ...Wow.

"the name's control, what's yours?"

He skeletons glasses turned into question before it said LMAO.

"You can call me Fresh my bro. Sup."

"interesting au you must be from."

"Really? Youz look like the more wack skeleton here."

"i'm from an alternate timeline though. you definitely look like an au."

"Well a rad skelebro like me can tell your world is not very rad right now."

"uh..."

"Chillax, I understand control for survival. But the difference is-"

Control swore he saw something wriggle behind Fresh's shades.

"-I control others for my own survival while you'll control others for their survival. It's cool brah, I get you."

It was at that moment it occurred to Control to use his HACKED sight.

...

oh hell.

Fresh was a freaking parasite leaching off of some poor Sans's soul and possessing him. Controlling him.

"what the funk?!"

"Not cool to swear brah."

• Control let's get the heck out of here!
• You agree.

So Control left.

SIXBONES Alphys woke up the next morning to find Control with a hangover muttering about 90's alien horror or something like that.

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"so sixer, how are you?"

SIXBONES Alphys was reading over her journal full of the notes she had on AUs and had a white board filled with complicated equations. He understood all of it but-

"W-Well as you can s-see I'm trying to m-make a machine to at-at least communicated with other AUs."

"careful, you don't want to draw attention from the wrong kind of au."

"I know th-that! But I'm trying t-to find AUs with code similar to m-mine to find one wh-where I fix everything. Even in your AU your Alphys n-never fixed the Amalgamates, she just told the truth and g-got forgiven."

"crazy idea, but why not just tell the truth? you already know it works."

"I'm n-not so sure about that."

"you want to explain your thoughts process?"

"O-Okay. So potentially I could be forgiven, but there's too many different variables. It only happens i-in a pacifist run when Frisk falls d-down. Without the human child w-we don't have that same hope. Without Frisk here making a d-difference, the families are more angry or fall d-down in despair? It's t-too risky considering how many things have to happen in order for Undertale to th-that route available, especially with the human child that resets time. N-Not to mention that you and Papyrus..." She trails off looker at the elevator to the true lab.

• Yikes, do scientists wher ever handle knowing about the resets well?

Well you got me and gaster... so the answer is probably no.

• You tell Sans that he handled it well all things considered.

Control felt a tug on his mouth, like he wanted to smile.

Control hopped off of his seat to have a better look at the maths.

"...i don't agree with that fully but i'd be even more of hypocrite if i stopped ya, so do you want me to write some of your world's code on a board or something?"

"Really?! That w-would be great Control!"

"no problem sixer, what are friends for?"

Undyne felt conflicted. 

She cared so damn much for Alphys and wanted to hang out with her more but-

She couldn't forget seeing what Alphys did. What she did to monsters and Papyrus. Papyrus was too nice to be a guard but she wouldn't had changed it for the world. 

She could never forget that moment. Papyrus and his brother Sans melted together. They seemed to be in constant pain and confusion. She tried to put them out of thier misery.

But they couldn't die.

And just when she found out about the Amalgamates, she found out about Resets. (Undyne had yet to find this Flower but when she does she'll put an end to his resetting and make him pay for manipulating Papyrus.)

Undyne knew that Alphys has been drowning in guilt but she would have hoped that she would have told her about this, right?

Alphys then was forced to explain AUs since Undyne told her no more secrets. Aplhys also told her about her AU travelling friend.

When Alphys told her that Sans had defeated a human and could alter reality and was trying to find fix his own reality she had laughed. Sans was a lazy bones and didn't have much drive to do anything. He always seemed smarter then he would let on but he had 1HP. 

Then she met Control. He was... strange. He was jumpy and paranoid but would stare off into nothing occasionally. But he was more open then what Sans used to be. 

Sans always seemed to be judging others (which turns out was literal according Alphys's notes about the Resets) and kept his distance behind jokes and puns.

Control was way less put together and a few screws loose but he tried to be more honest than what he was used to. 

He had also sworn to protect Alphys if she travelled the AUs.

...

Undyne despite everything still wanted to hold Aphys in her arms and tell her that it's okay and that she wanted to go with her.

But she had a job to do to protect her world. And she wasn't sure Alphys would ever want to in a relationship with her. She always seemed so guilt ridden. Papyrus could have taught her a thing or about confidence.

...

After doing her rounds to check if that kid Frisk had fallen she would go to Alphys's lab and say hi and check on the Amalgamates.

But after taking a foot into the lab she realised she was ankle deep in paper and boards with symbols and maths that went over her head.

"heya."

She glared at Control. It was still weird seeing Sans but knowing that it's not her Sans.

"What's with all the nerd crap?!" She asked with her sharp grin. It was only slightly forced.

"turns out writing the code of reality doesn't just fit on one board. you want to help me stop sixer- alphys from having her 10th coffee today tell her to sleep?"

She looked at Control.

Control had his own sleep bags too, but that seemed to be normal for him since he didn't sleep as much a normal Sans does.

"Only if both you dorks sleep!"

Control eyes unfocused slightly for a moment. Alphys had told her confidentially that he talks to the human soul in him at times. Personally she would make them shut up.

Control then sighed and rubbed a hand across his face.

"fine."

Gaster, Sans and Papyrus were playing charades when that other Sans appeared in the middle of the living room.

Sans narrowed his eye sockets. 

He did not trust this wierd Sans that Papyrus told him about. Who would mane themselves Control even if it's the name of his AU? What would Sans and Papyrus call themselves Hand and Plate if they went into the AUs? No thanks.

Control stood up and before he said anything Paps swooped and grabbed Control in a hug.

"OH MY GOD CONTROL IT'S REALLY YOU! I WAS NOT SURE YOU WOULD RETURN BUT YOU'RE HERE! HOW ARE YOU?!"

Control went tense in his arms before relaxing and sagging in them.

"better i guess. just having some issues with stuff."

"WE COULD TALK ABOUT IT- OH WHAT ABOUT CHARADES- NO I SHOULD-"

"chill papyrus, you can play charades still and i can even join. we can talk later."

"THATS A GREAT IDEA! OF COURSE NOT AS GREAT AS THE GREAT PAPYRUS BUT PRETTY CLOSE!"

"you sure are."

"Ahem."

Control wriggled out of Pap's arms to cross his arms at Gaster.

"what's your problem?"

"Yes actually. I can see the 'damage' you make when you shoe up or leave. Are you going to fix it or you going to just leave it."

Control's eyes widened and for a second Sans saw two ghostly kids looking shocked as well.

"guess ink's right about that too. damn."

Ink? 

Control left eye turned orange as he looked around as talked.

"i don't know how to fix but i was told that the damage isn't bad for now. maybe ink will fix it after the truce is over?..." Control said as his eye lights became normal again.

"ink?" Sans asked.

"Truce?" Gaster questioned.

"uh, so the fate of all au's is in the hand of two immortals with memory issues and more of a neutral force with the maturity of children. ink creates stuff and is supposed to protect the aus but he and error, he destroys aus, have a truce so that they both can't do anything. also they are both sanses." Control explained haphazardly.

"...THAT CAN'T BE RIGHT. SANS WOULD NEVER HAVE THE ENERGY TO CREATE OR DESTROY WORLDS, THE TRUCE OF DOING NOTHING WOULD BE THE NORM."

"not all sanses are the same. underswap has you and sans swap personalities. imagine a lazy you that or sans trying to be part of the royal guard and makes tacos. i've seen a few of them."

Papyrus's jaw had almost literally dropped at that while Sans glared at Gaster.

"can't believe you gave paps your smoking habits Gaster."

"I- what?!- I didn't!" Gaster sputtered.

To be honest, Sans had gone to Handplates to test something. 

While he still couldn't travel to AUs that didn't have fragments, he could go to ones that used to have one.

Back at the start he felt like he was torn by the seems of code when he travelled, but now there was only two fragments to follow. One was I'm UnderControl, the other was the last fragment.

He really was stalling.

So he wanted to see if he could travel to other AUs and he similarly to when he goes to SIXBONES he could find echoes of where the fragments used to be and follow that.

But he couldn't stall forever. It was time, to go to last AU.

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Sans took a deep breath. Maybe Skeleton's didn't need to breath but Sans was used to being the exception.

Sans used his sight.

deltarune

• Deltarune? Wonder what's with this world?
• You ponder on what that name could mean.

who knows.

Sans knew that he could either rip the band-aid off immediately and find the fragment right this instant, but that meant facing Gaster much sooner than Sans wanted too. Sans may be DETERMINATED but he remembers laziness like that old fluffy pillow that still is comforting despite how long it's been. 

Sans walked out of the woods and teleported onto a roof. It was the surface and it looks so much like what an Undertale Pacifist ending looked like. But he hadn't stopped using his eye so he could see he painfully close but still different this place was. Code was slightly off or scambled to make something new.

His eye lights drifted to human running all over town with monster Sans doesn't really reconise following. 

Their code revealed their names to be Kris and Susie.

Kris was older than what Chara or Frisk ever were. They were Chara's colour scheme but their shadowed face reminded Sans of Frisk's deadpan face.

• Who the hell is Kris? Some fusion of me and Frisk?! That's just... bizarre.
• You question if Susie is the 'Suzy' that clam girl talks about.

Sans's metaphorical brows furrowed. His turned his gaze away to see his house from Snowdin and Grillby's. Well, the Grillby's was now had Sans's name on it while the real sign was scribbled out.

did i become a bartender in this au? 

• Pffft!

Sans ignored the laughter as he tracked where the fragment was. It was at the school. Sans headed that way.

• ...You asked Sans about his plan to fight Gaster, specifically what was the plan?

...you remember when we fought nightmare and we did that thing? once my soul is whole it'll be less dangerous to try...

• That form is powerful and it was awesome as hell but... without the limit and Error dragging us out would we have... stayed fused? Like we would have chosen that? 
• I don't want that.

...you have a point kid.

Being Incomplete Control... he remembered the clarity and power and just BEING more.

But he also remembers that desire/hunger/want/need to be whole.

To be Complete Control.

There was no complications or doubts. No lingering thoughts. Just knowledge and power. 

Incomplete Control was BEING more, so what would Complete Control be?

• Look Frisk, we aren't you. I still recall how messed up you were from being YOU. The player's effects on who you are...
• Part of you still misses being fused. It's one of the reasons you suggested fusing back when we fought Nightmare.
  

kid?...

• ...You try to explain your thoughts.
• You say...
• You say that being one with the player is a paradoxical existence. YOU had all and no control. YOU had love and LOVE for the world. YOU wasn't you. You don't know how to be just you. 
• You didn't mean anything bad when you suggested fusing. Being something more gives you a sense of familiarity and not quite safety.
• You think you are broken to think like this.

Sans could see Frisk hug themselves and hunch in on themselves like they could become smaller.

Sans walked to the spectre of Frisk and gave it a hug. He stopped his arms from going through but the gesture still was the same.

"geez kid, didn't realise that you needed a trip to therapy as well. don't worry frisk, i got your back and i'll even give you a hot dog for free. we all care for you and we'll help you understand you because we're friends."

Frisk's facial broke as tears streamed doe thier face. It's at times like these it becomes painstakingly clear how young Frisk. Children shouldn't have an identity crisis like this.

Chara floated towards them, fingers twitching and grabbing at the hem of their sweater.

"you gonna join?" Sans asked.

Chara's rosy cheeked smile never looked so hollow.

• ...
  

Chara slowly came and hugged the shaking and sobbing Frisk in thier arms.

Once Frisk was feeling better Sans continued to the school, the sunset bathing the town in golden rays reminiscent of the hall where Sans had judged in.

The one the kid- THE PLAYER passed through so many times. The hall that was just before the end.

Sans snuck into the school and figured out that the fragment must be in the supply closet.

He opened the door and...

Darker yet darker was this room.

Was it some gateway to the void?

Sans after a moment jumped in.

Luckily the fragment was where he fell but he could see a town ahead.

Sans wanted to check out all of this-

Warning 

Unrecognisable Code in UnderControl

<Sans's trap> has been triggered

Control jumped at the warning. He grabbed and absorbed the fragment before letting the code he program teleport him to the trap area.

Control stared at the scene he saw.

in hindsight I realise that i was in way more denial than i originally thought i was. sorry chara.

• ...It's fine. I murdered you a lot so we'll call it even.
  

Past Sans had decided to use code that would be otherwise be left unused unless it was a neutral route.

But with Flowey dead he wasn't going ever be Omega Flowey.

So Sans had taken the boss fight code and removed the healing items.

This resulted with a mindless Omega Flowey fight where no one will come to hellp you matter how much much act. Nobody came.

But now this just seems cruel to basically parade what is essentially Flowey's corpse around for a never ending neutral boss fight.

Control had... conflicting thoughts about Flowey, but at this point in time he... regrets killing Flowey. He knows that Chara is still hurt by Flowey's death as well despite what they say.

Vines and 'friendliness pellets' had the intruding monster. 

Sans HACKED his sight.

Dream!Sans

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Control started analysising Dream's codes while using blue magic to hold Dream in place.

The code revealed that he was Nightmare's brother and wasn't a real Sans either. His apple soul was clear to see.

• You would think Nightmare's brother would look like a Papyrus.
• You say that Dream is a Star Sans for a reason so maybe Sans shouldn't be so hostile.

...right.

Control paused the Omega Flowey program and with a hand movement pulled Dream over to him, and after a moment of hesitation, dropped Dream. 

Control put his hands in his pockets.

"so you want to talk about why you're here?" Control said gruffly.

Dream got up and gave Control a concerned look. Dream was one of the shortest 'sanses' he's met yet. He looked kinda young too despite his code saying otherwise.

"my name is dream and i came here because of the negativity that's been growing here."

"uh kid, hate to break it to you but you're the first out of au visitor to come here so..."

"the negativity is coming from YOUR au. from outside of the au i could feel this sad happiness that permeates all the residents but there is something else that... something bad is in your ruins."

What the hell could be in the ruins-

Wait. It couldn't be... right?

• You think it's-

i hope not.

Control frowned.

"look i heard about you being good and all but i swear if it's a lie-"

"it isn't but we need to go before it gets worse."

"fine."

Sans raised a hand to use the HACK button to teleport Dream and him to the Ruins and when a melted hand with a hole grabbed his forearm like a vice.

"Aren't you forgetting something, Sans?" Gaster spoke in Wingdings.

Control tried teleporting but he couldn't. So he grabbed all the fragments of Gaster he collected out of his inventory. It had formed into a goopy monster soul with a hole in it and a fragment missing.

"you can have this if you want it so damn badly, just leave me the hello alone!" Control snarled as he tried to Gaster to let go of him.

"But Sans, I'm afraid I need that human soul to fix everything. Give it to me and this problem in the ruins will go away."

"and do i need to be fixed too?! cuz ain't letting you change a thing about me!" 

"You are broken. Broken things need to be fixed. And I promised to fix our Alternate Universe. Don't you want to be happy?"

Suddenly a flash of warm and bright light forced Gaster off of Control and Dream was standing in front of Control with a bow staff held defensively.

• You tell Sans you need to go now!

Control grabbed the back of Dream's cyan shirt and shortcutted.

It'd been a long time since he had seen his own living room. 

Dream turned a faced Control.

"are you okay?"

"...m'fine. let's just deal with what's in the ruins. i don't think Gaster can be in the normal underground, not easily anyways so i'll have time to deal with him later."

"...i just realised that i don't know your name. sorry."

"you can call me control. let's go."

Control and Dream and walked out the front door and immediately the few monsters that were walking around took one look at Dream and their code started bugging out and their faces went blank.

Dream shuddered.

"are they okay?!"

"my universe is... limited. i spent a lot of time trying to fix thier codes but i'm no creator. most of my code works like patchwork to fill out what's missing but... gaster probably does know a way to permanently fix this but he wants control... and I will never give him that or the human soul."

Dream was walking slightly behind Control and frowned.

"So the sadness is actually coming from you then?"

"i don't follow."

"it's your code and you were and still are feeling sad. it's why even when they're supposed to feel happy there still is this lingering negativity to them."

"well there isn't exactly a guide on how to code. i have a better understanding of code now though so maybe I'll be able to fix things now, but that will take time."

"what about you?"

"maybe i'll feel less sad when my world is isn't broken." Control remarked sarcastically.

• You half joke and say that Dream might know a therapist.
• Ha!

A smile tugged at Sans but he kept a straight face. Dream could feel that momentary positive and smiled for Control.

Sans walked to the Ruins with Dream in tow. 

Sans opened the door quietly and saw Toriel's back.

She was stuck there glitching. Actually the whole Ruin area was missing bits and pieces of code.

"...hey dream, this isn't going to be nice to watch but it'll get results."

"what are you?-"

Control ignored him.

"h̸e̶y̷ ̶t̷o̴r̷i̷,̵ ̵t̷e̷l̶l̴ ̵m̸e̶ ̷w̷h̸a̴t̵ ̴h̷a̷p̷p̵e̶n̷e̷d̶.̵" Control commanded.

"...The child woke up and... I went here because... I-" Her code was barely functional enough to tell him, meaning she'll been like this for awhile.

• WHAT DOES SHE MEAN THE CHILD WOKE UP?!

"control- what did you do?!" 

"i got answers. i have the human soul but the body was alive still and tori was looking after it. but now it's gone.

Control looked at Dream who looked confused but had a strong resolve. 

"...i'll evacuate your toriel. you let me know if something happens. don't go into the ruins."

"got it."

Control looked at his worlds code as he waited for Dream. 

A lot of parts were missing, like something took it.

• What is going on?! How can the body walk?!
• You feel like you are being watched.

me too. but i have an idea of who is using the body.

• Which is?!

Sans flinched as the Ruin door opened and something staggered out. 

The body wasn't walking naturally. It swayed and lurched like it didn't know how to walk. It was the kid's body. It's face was slack and apart it's eyes focusing on Control, it could have been mistaken for a sleepwalker. A sharp toy knife was held loosely in one hand and their cellphone in the other.

"H3|l0, Sªn$."

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"hey there, player. it's been long overdue us having a... chat."

Control had his hands in his pockets to hide the shaking.

The kid's body- the player twitched sporadically.

"I åGrəe."

The player was taking code from the game and inputting it to move the body and talk.

The player was HACKING the game.

"so how long have you been around?" 

"A łıþtLë Whīļe now. U§uAlly tHe game štOps æfţEř ThĪs ME§ßaGe."

The player pressed.somerhing on their phone and a tinny recording played on the phone's speaker.

"... i'll be honest. i have no idea what happened for you to get here. this is some sort of error- handling message. so if you're getting to this ending. tell whoever made the game okay? they'll fix it, or if it's for novel situation... they might even add another ending to the game.

chances are, though... you're just a dirty hacker, aren't you? Yeah get outta here."

The player clumsily shoves the phone into their inventory.

"Ýœu Br0ke ThE ĢªmE."

"so, i dont see what's the problem."

"I NƏĘD tHe HuMãņ soUl SaNs So Î čāN fix THe gAmE."

"oh, is that it? bye then"

Control summoned a Gaster Blaster and fired. 

• Yeah!

But the player still standing. 

"HaVəň'ț YoU CHECKeD yet? ThE S0ul hAs tHe hitb0x, NOt tHE bœdY."

Control fires again and used his first attack. The trees and surrounding area disintegrated and glitches out but the player was still unaffected.

So Sans used the HACK button to try and delete them.

But their code was protected like how Frisk and Chara protected their code in the early days. It would take time to break through the protection and firewalls.

"IŞ ThaT æll Yoü CaN do‽ WeLL... It's MÝ þurN now."

Sans expected for the player to rush at them with the knife but instead-

ATTEMPTING TO DELETE SANS.EXE...IN PROGRESS-

Control immediately HACKED to cancel that action but-

ATTEMPTING TO DELETE SANS.EXE-

ATTEMPTING TO DELETE SANS.-

ATTEMPTING TO DELETE-

ATTEMPTING TO-

ATTEMPTING-

tons of backlogged commands were hitting Control all at once for every chain of code he stopped more took its place. 

He was blinded with the lines of code trying to erase his existence. 

• You tell Sans to watch out-

Something shoves Sans on the ground. He couldn't fight back because that would be a wasted second in trying to stop the code. He couldn't move.

"AwW... Y0uř PrOGRæmMïñģ i§n't meAn't fOr THîs aNd Iţ'š taking tOO mUch přœssINg pOwEr FOr yOuR A̶.̷I̴. BůT DOn't WoRRy, I'LŁ stOp ONcE I Gət tHE S0Ul sO I CaN sEE hœw yoU Rêªçţ."

Control felt some thing on his chest.

• Control GET UP!
• YOU TELL SANS THAT YOU'RE SCARED-

A hand finds its way into Control's ribcage and pulls-

And Control doesn't have the human soul anymore. The codes have stopped too so he can see again.

He collapses onto the ground gasping and shaking.

The orange lines on his body stopped glowing and are now a dull orange.

Without all the that DETERMINATION he feels so tired. 

Sweat pours down his skull as he struggles to look at the player.

It's movements have become more natural and their face is more animated.

YOU hug yourself and start laughing.

Sans flinched at that. 

"kid?..."

YOU tell Sans- Control that it's YOU! Despite everything it's still YOU.

Control's vision darkened as the cold ground suddenly became comfy enough to pass out on. Control last heard Dream faintly calling his name.

...

...

...

Control opened his eyes and saw a black void with a familiar person in front of him.

They fiddled with the collar of their green and yellow sweater.

It was Chara.

"what's going on?" 

"I bend the rules at times so I'm activating the event that supposed to happen at the end of a Genocide run and our consciences are here."

"didn't know you could mess with code."

"I didn't either but Frisk helped before they were forced to fuse with the player's will. Luckily even when fused I'm still more of a separate entity."

Control crossed his arms.

"so... what now?"

"Now, we have our chance to delete the player code if you wake the hell up you lazy bones!"

Control laughed.

"hate to break it to you but i needed the human soul to hack."

Chara was barely smiling at this point.

"No you dolt! You need DETERMINATION, not a human soul."

"monsters don't typically have determination chara."

"What about Undyne! She melted afterwards but she had DETERMINATION."

"...you want me to use undyne's code to be determined to delete the player."

"Of course."

"if you can you can do that then why can't you delete the code yourself?"

"I'm still apart of the player somewhat, its too risky. What I'm doing is a mix of HACKING and using my own code. I'm able to bring the world back from being ERASED for a trade, I'm just repurposing that code."

"and what would you want in return, my soul?"

"Typically yes, but I have a different trade in mind. I'll take down the code defences and give you Undyne's DETERMINATION code, if you give me what I want...

My locket."

"...you mean that necklace? not sure how to give a ghost a necklace."

"Check your pocket."

Sans put a hand in his pocket and pulled out that locket.

"huh, what do ya know?"

"It'll disappear in the real world but I don't care about that. Are you ready though? This plan... will probably kill you."

"...yep. i refuse to be stuck in a game again. I refuse to lose control ever again... just tell paps and frisk i'm sorry."

"I promise."

Chara held out their hand to shake. Sans shook it and gave Chara the locket.

Chara put on the locket and gave Control their first smile that wasn't fake or crazy.

Control gasped and jumped to his feet. DETERMINATION. No time to think.

The Orange lines lit up again and felt like fire but he didn't gave a damn. 

Sans summoned the HACK button and with all the DETERMINATION he had.

Sans looked up to see Dream ingaged in a battle with the player. They were distracted so the player wouldn't have the time to stop this with their code defences gone and they hasn't even realised yet.

DELETING PLAYER...

DELETION COMPLETED

Control saw the stunned look on the kid's face before they collapsed. 

Control only had a brief moment of satisfaction before EVERYTHING WAS SEARING AGONISING PAIN.

He fell onto his knees as his body started to melt.

Dream ran up to Control.

"control! i'm sorry that i didn't come sooner!-

"it's cool." Control slurred. It was hard to speak when you were melting.

Frisk staggered to their feet and rushed to Control with tears in their eyes.

"heya... kid. glad to see you safe..."

Frisk looked devastated and guilt ridden, they kept hiccups as tears kept falling.

Control tried to raise a hand to comfort them but his limbs felt heavy and he instead fell onto his side.

"it's... too late... to save me... heh..."

Dream covered his mouth in shock and tears were at the corners of his eye sockets.

Frisk flinched before shaking their head.

You call out for help.

You call out for help.

You call out for anyone...

And something came. He answered. 

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Control rolled over to his side. The sunlight had escaped through a gap in his curtains and was in his face.

"damn it..."

Control got up and changed out of his PJ's and into his normal clothes. 

The Orange lines across his body were always there and appeared what ever clothes he wore. He had long since gotten used to it though. He had gotten used it not glowing either.

Control shortcutted downstairs to see Papyrus and Frisk cooking pancakes.

"SANS! THERE YOU ARE! I WAS GOING TO GET YOU SO YOU COULD TASTE OUR PANCAKES. I DARE SAY THAT THEY ARE EVEN BETTER THAN THE WAFFLES LAST WEEK!"

"sure thing paps."

Frisk gave them a thumbs up before drowning their pancakes in chocolate sauce, no doubt Chara asked for that. That kid had a serious addiction to the stuff.

"OH BY THE WAY, ALPHYS AND THAT GASTER GUY CALLED TO ASK YOU TO COME TO THE LAB EARLY TODAY."

"no problem."

Control thought back to the past as he ate his food. He looked out of the window to see the sunshine of the surface as he did.

"I... I didn't want any of this. I just wanted you safe and happy. I need to make it up to you Sans. It's your choice... but I can save you."

Control could only nod. He had no choice.

So they swapped half their souls to each. Gaster's half keeps Sans from not dying and Sans's half keeps Gaster in this reality.

Gaster was extremely relieved to have saved Control and be free of being broken.

With his skills, how could Control say no to his help? Granted, Control, Frisk/Chara and Dream kept a sharp eye on him. He was useful, not trustful.

Control watched as Gaster and Alphys set up the the machine. Sans kept an eye on Gaster but he if he could focus he could feel Gaster's emotions. He didn't like it but it was useful.

Stress, Anxiety, Hope and Excitement.

It's been a few months since the universe has been stable but Control still jumped at shadows and was waiting for Gaster to screw up in some way.

Dream had found Ink and dragged him into the AU. Ink wasn't allowed to create anything but Control and Gaster's abilities were enough to recode the world. Ink had thrown in AU names like UnderTop or something alongs those lines when tell them code to protect their world from the Player.

(Control could tell that Ink's mind was on something else. He kept looking at a vial on his sash. It wasn't any of his business so he didn't think much on it.)

Control himself was a little excited when he turned on the screen.

"heya sixer, it's good to see you."

"Control! You haven't visited in awhile so I was so worried-"

SIXBONES Undyne leaned into frame.

"Well crap, I really thought you died. Good to see you not dead after all!" She said with a grin.

"same to you hex."

"actually, how come you haven't visited?"

Once the world was fixed and now existed like a AU should be in a post pacifist run, Control, Gaster, and Frisk came clean about EVERYTHING.

Control was shocked that they were forgiven still.

Toriel though had said one thing.

"Although I'm glad that Frisk is okay, I do not want you taking their soul whenever just because you can."

Control winced. He had tried AU hopping without the Human soul. Good news he could with his weird half Sans half Gaster soul. Bad news he had become completely goopy and it took him an hour to get the strength to go back to his AU. At least it was nice to look at the Outertale stars while he waited.

Hell even just HACKING and using his HACKED sight for too long made him a bit goopy now. It made sense since Gaster didn't die, he just became goopy.

You tell Toriel that it won't be as simple as that.

"kid's right. i now have a reputation in the universe so i pop my head out occasionally to make monsters like nightmare think i'm looking for soul fragments. also my alliance with error kinda depends on my ability to break into guarded aus and i'm at my strongest when i have a human soul. i don't like it either tori."

Control watched as his Alphys and Sixer geek out about that Mew Mew movie. At least sixer won't be as inclined to do something stupid now that she has a connection to another AU. For now at least.

Control looked over at Gaster. The guy talked with his hands more than his words. He had an expressive body language like that.

He could tell how Gaster was also a wary type like Control. He probably thinks about how Control's promise to kill if steps out of line a lot. It's only fair considering Control had dealt with his own paranoia while soul fragment hunting.

"hey gaster. call me crazy but i had a... strange dream last night."

"Ah yes, I wondered when you were going to talk about that. It seems our soul situation has brought our mind closer than just minor emotion sensory. Our sleeping minds seem to crossover. I assure you that not all logic is sound when one is asleep so I apologise for my invasive questioning."

"ya really curious aren't you. you kept asking questions about my au hopping and talking about phobias. i know you are a doctor, but i thought was more a scientist title than a medical one."

"..."

"...funny how you avoid answering questions about your past aside from your job. we never did figure out how to make everybody remember you. not like it concerns my own and everybodies memories or anything."

"Would you believe me even if I told you?."

"...got me there."

"Besides, I feel like I have brought enough pain. No need to bring more."

Control teleported home to see a stack of books on the table with Papyrus reading one of them. Papyrus was more of the type to read picture books instead of these type of books. So it was weird.

"uh paps, what's this?"

"HELLO SANS! I HAVEN DECIDED THAT WHILE BEING A MASCOT IS ALL WELL AND ALL, BUT I THINK THAT I COULD BE DOING SOMETHING EVEN MORE IMPORTANT!"

"and that is?"

"I'M GOING TO BE YOURS, FRISK'S AND CHARA'S THERAPIST!"

"what?"

"Yeah sorry, my bad. I mentioned our ongoing joke and now Papyrus is weirdly serious about it now." Chara said as they strolled into the room. While the clothes stayed like Frisk's, the body looked like Chara and there was a ghostly locket on their neck. Control and Frisk came up with idea since they like to share control of the body with Chara. 

Something in Control wanted to stop Papyrus with this therapy plan and his hand shook for-

Oh God no. Yikes he needs therapy. This whole crippling control freak problem is going to make him do something dumb.

"...okay paps. i trust you."

Papyrus beamed and it made his hands shake less seeing his brother so happy.

Control was healing, but at least he now had time to heal.