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[ok so you should know this first old crackfic is the oldest (im going oldest to newest) and probably the cringiest. it was based on blueycapsules and i made this before the whole blueycapsules drama and cancelation stuff and blueycapsules being cancelled is part of why i discontinued this one. it is really funny though and the people who i was friends with at the time helped influence it with their humor and stuff. it's kind of an inside joke with us. i actually never posted this one on ao3, unlike the others, so this is the first time it's been posted publically. hope you don't find this one TOO cringey. also, this was before i really got into undertale so sans's personality might be a bit off. anyway, onto the actual first chapter of this crackfic.]

William Afton was bored at his house. He had already watched all of My Little Pony, and there was nothing else on TV that he wanted to watch. But then he realized something: he had just the right ingredients to make his special drink.

He got out the ingredients and a cup. Then he got out his phone and opened up a shady website with instructions on them. He examined the instructions closely.

A few minutes later (he had to deal with many pop-up ads including a few about “hot milfs in his area”), he held up his creation proudly and exclaimed, “Yes! It’s finally done!”

William then drank the purple liquid. “I love lean!” he yelled when he was finished.

A few moments later (0.69 seconds to be exact), William’s son, Micheal, came bursting into the room. “Fatha, this is the eighth time this week you have done this! And it’s only Tuesday! The neighbors are angry and tired of your shouting!”

William turned to look at his son. “Ah, they can complain all they want. And I’ll be as fockin loud as I want! After all,” he said, then shouted, “I LOVE LEAN!”

Two people audibly yelling in the distance could be heard.

“See Fatha, you need to be quiet!” said Micheal. He then watched as William got something out of a drawer. He also noticed that his father’s eyes seemed to be a bit bloodshot. “Oh no, fatha, don’t tell me you’ve been smoking weed again!”

“Actually, I have,” William said as he got out a bag labeled ‘WEED’ in bright red letters.

“Fatha-“ Micheal was interrupted by William throwing the bag on the ground.

“GOD DAMMIT! I’M OUT OF MY BLOODY WEED!” shouted William. “Ugh, it looks like I’ll need to go get some more weed. And don’t even think about coming with me!”

Micheal was thankful that he could finally be at peace with his father gone, at least for an hour. It took a long time to get to the local weed dealing area. He then said, annoyedly, “Why would I want to go to the weed dealer with you? Have you forgotten that I actually care about my health?!”

William proceeded to look in the empty weed bag for any traces of weed left. “Well whatevah, I don’t need your yapping anyway. Have fun doing whatever it is you’re going to do while I’m gone, and try not to commit any arson in the house.” He then got his keys and walked out of the house, slamming the door.

Micheal sighed in relief. He then went to his phone to text his friend, Jeremy.

Micheal: Hey, you should come over. My dad isn’t here.

Micheal felt excited. He hoped his dad would never come home, not only so he could spend more time with Jeremy, but because he genuinely hated his dad. Then he got a notification on his phone. He rushed over to it, so excitedly that he in fact fell over trying to get to his phone which was right next to him and only six inches away.

Jeremy: sure! how long will he be gone?

As Micheal texted back, he smiled and blushed stupidly.

Micheal: Probably an hour, or hopefully longer.

Jeremy: great! i’ll come over right now!

Micheal smiled at his phone again, very homosexually. He could hardly wait for Jeremy to come over. Buying weed would definitely not be as fun as this. He almost felt bad for his father, but then he remembered he hated him and wanted him to burn in hell.

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William muttered various swear words to himself as he got stuck in a traffic jam on the way to the weed dealer. To make things worse, it was also raining.

To drown out the sounds of the rain and cars honking their horns, William turned up some music. He turned it up very loud, and rolled down all the windows in his Shrek car so now everyone else would have to hear CPR by Cupcakke.

The traffic had almost cleared completely once William got to the fourth song in his Cupcakke playlist. As the monster truck in front of him moved, he got a good look at what had been causing the traffic jam.

There were two big trucks blocking the road with their sides facing the cars they had kept in traffic. Luckily, the other traffic jam in the only road that could free the victims of the traffic jam that William was in had cleared out.

As William turned to the other road, he couldn’t help but wonder what the fuck the truck drivers were thinking. Thirty fockin minutes of my life, wasted because two idiots decided to block the bloody road! he thought. Suddenly, he heard a loud screech behind him.

“God fockin dammit, what is it now?” complained William as he turned around to see what had caused the noise.

The sight was not a pretty one. There was a small rainbow-colored car that had crashed into the side of one of the trucks. Some people rushed to help the person inside.

“I’m okay, I’m fine!” said the person as they stepped out of the car. It was a skinny, white, brown-haired man with glasses. He had a surprisingly beautiful voice.

William felt there was something interesting about this man. He got out of the car, and walked over to him. “Hello there. I’m William Afton. It seems you’ve gotten in a pretty bad crash. Would ya like to get some weed with me?”

The beautiful-voiced man pushed up his glasses and said, “Oh, sure! Thanks, man! By the way, my name is Neil Cicierega.”

Then the two went to William’s car. “This is a cool looking car!” said Neil, as he got in the passenger seat next to William.

“Thanks, I got’er from a funny looking car salesman by the dumpster behind an Ikea.” said William.

The two continued to talk the whole way to the weed dealer while listening to William’s Cupcakke playlist on loop. They both started to feel a good friendship beginning to form.

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William stepped out of the car after a long hour and a half of driving. “Ah, we’re here! About fockin time!”

“This place looks… interesting,” said Neil, cautiously stepping through the old abandoned warehouse that the weed dealer was supposedly in. “Hey, now that I think of it, I think my friend gets his weed here. Apparently the old weed dealer is sick so there’s a new one. I think his name was like Sans or something?”

“I was getten tired of that ole bore anyway, glad he’ll be gone for a while,” said William, getting out his $100 and some lean ingredients that he would give to the dealer.

Then William led Neil into a large room with a strangely secluded ball pit in it. “This is the place,” he said.

Neil was confused. “But where’s the-“

Just then, someone popped out of the ball pit. It was a short skeleton with a blue jacket and black pants. “Hi, my name’s Sans. You want weed?” he said.

As soon as William saw Sans, he felt a strange feeling rush over him. His cheeks burned, and his whole face turned red. His heart also started beating rapidly. He suddenly felt like he was dreaming, and he couldn’t take his eyes off Sans.

William then saw a hand waving in front of his face, and snapped back to reality.

“William! William! Are you okay?” said Neil, putting his hand back down. “Do you have a fever? Your face is all red!”

William finally stopped staring at Sans and looked back at Neil. “H-huh? Yeah I’m perfectly fine- A-anyway how about we get that weed, shall we?”

Getting out his trade, William tried to organize his thoughts. Don’t think about him. Just think about the weed, he thought to himself. He then gave Sans the money and lean ingredients, and Sans gave him a bag of weed. But somewhere during that exchange, their hands touched.

Neil looked concernedly at William, who was now once again red as a tomato.

“You okay?” asked Sans.

“I-IM FINE!” William said, louder than he intended. Then, amidst his panic, he accidentally blurted out, “I LIKE YOUR VOICE! I THINK IT’S SEXY! I THINK YOU’RE SEXY!”

Now it was Sans’ face that turned blue. He shyly tried to hide it, and quietly said, “I like your British accent.”

William felt like he was going to explode with how hot his face was. Then he fainted.

“William!” Neil cried as he caught his friend. “Well, this is a bit of an awkward situation,” he said, turning to Sans, who was still blushing a bit.

Three minutes later, William woke up. He tried to remember what had happened. As he adjusted his blurry vision, he remembered what he had said to Sans, and what Sans had said to him. He began blushing again, and this was not at all helped by the fact that Sans was right above him, looking down at him worriedly.

“Are you okay? What happened?” asked Sans, moving his hand toward William’s face.

“AHSNBSNSJSNSBBSHSH,” screamed William. He then bolted up and ran out of the room.

“Wait! Don’t forget the weed!” Neil yelled, running after him with the weed bag. He then turned around to face Sans, before following William out the door. “Uh, sorry about this. I don’t know why he’s acting like this. Thanks for the weed!”

Sans had to take a few moments to process what had happened. But he smiled, remembering the hot man that he gave weed to. He actually had left a little surprise for him. He hoped he would notice it.

Meanwhile, William tried to focus very hard on driving home, and not think about the previous events. Neil sat in silence. He then examined the bag that was still in his hands. Underneath the ‘WEED’ label was a phone number, and words that read “call me, hot guy wearing purple.”

“Oh, William, there’s a note on here for you!” Neil handed his friend the bag.

William read the note at least ten times over, and was left blushing profusely. He then got out his phone with a huge smile on his face.

“Uhh, William, I think you should be keeping your eyes on the road!” Neil said, stopping William before he could call the number on the note.

William put his phone down. “Ah, I guess you’re right. It will be better to call him alone anyway.” Now he was more excited than ever to get home.

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“Listen, Micheal, I’m starting to think your dad is dead,” said Jeremy, loading into the fifth round of Among Us that he and Micheal would play that night. “So you know what that means? We celebrate!”

Micheal looked down at his phone screen and subtly covered it so Jeremy wouldn’t see that he was the impostor. “Well, honestly, I can’t say I don’t wish that was true.”

Then both of them started laughing. It seemed like they were laughing for hours, even though it was for no more than twenty seconds.

“Hey, wanna do our tasks together?” asked Jeremy when he and Micheal finally started the game.

“Sure,” Micheal said, as he had the previous rounds, remembering not to act sus.

As Micheal followed Jeremy around the map, all the while faking his tasks, he prepared for what he had to do.

Soon they were alone together in the reactor room. No one was nearby, and Jeremy was distracted doing his task. But before Micheal could press the kill button, he was interrupted.

“I love playing with you, Micheal. You know that, right? There’s really no one I would rather play this game with. Or any game, really..” Jeremy now had a flirty smirk and was slightly blushing. He moved closer to Micheal, whose face was now very red. But suddenly their attention was turned back to their phones.

A meeting had been called by a white player named sans.

sans: purple sus

“What? You are not sus! This guy is either really stupid or the impostor framing you for no reason. Or both,” Jeremy said, turning to Micheal. He then started angrily typing a message back.

Micheal started to sweat nervously.

jer3my87: if he was impostor he would have killed me also i saw him do tasks.

sans: really

jer3my87: yes

jer3my87: it sounds to me like you’re framing him because you’re the impostor

jer3my87 has voted. 7 remaining.
mike has voted. 6 remaining.
bigballs69 has voted. 5 remaining.
rickastley has voted. 4 remaining
Feral_Child has voted. 3 remaining
K4zimir_ has voted. 2 remaining
joeputurclotheson has voted. 1 remaining
sans has voted. 0 remaining.

“Well, it looks like that guy got what he deserved,” said Jeremy, as the message “sans was not the impostor. 1 impostor remaining.” was displayed on the screen. “Anyway, I still have one task to do. How many more do you have?”

Micheal started to internally panic. “U-uh.. I have only one too!” he said, trying to sound normal. “It’s in electrical!”

Jeremy then smiled at Micheal again and said, “Great! Mine is there too! How ironic, am I right?”

Micheal tried to fake a laugh. “Yeah..” he said quietly.

Soon the two once again found themselves alone. Jeremy began to do his task, and Micheal moved his character towards him.

This was it. The moment of truth. Micheal pressed the kill button.

Jeremy gasped in shock of what he saw on his screen.

“S-sorry!” Micheal stammered. “You aren’t mad, right?”

To Micheal’s surprise, Jeremy began to laugh. “What? Of course not! I’m just really surprised that you were the impostor, because you’re really good at hiding it,” he said. “You’re like a pro at this game!”

Now Micheal began to laugh too. Smiling, he said, “Yeah, I guess I am.”

Just then, the sound of the doorknob turning could be heard.

“OH NO,” said Micheal.

“Shit, is your dad-“ before Jeremy could finish, Micheal grabbed his arm and hurriedly led him to a closet. “Micheal what are you-“

Micheal then pushed Jeremy in the closet and shut the doors, right as William came barging into the house.

“Micheal! The most amazing thing happened! I.. I met someone! At first I thought it was an allergic reaction, but now… I think I finally understand how you feel about that Jeremy boy,” William explained dreamily.

At the mention of his feelings for Jeremy, Micheal began to blush intensely. “W-wha- That is um.. very nice to hear, Fatha.”

As soon as William had gone up the stairs into his room, Micheal then rushed to the closet and opened the doors.

“I-I’m sorry about that! I just really didn’t want Fatha to chase you with a broom like last time, or worse!” said Micheal as he let Jeremy out of the closet.

Jeremy cautiously looked around before stepping out. “Haha, no worries, hiding in the closet probably was better than that happening again… Uh, anyway, I’m guessing I should go now?”

Micheal had a sad expression. “I wish you could stay longer, but unfortunately, yes.”

“Well, it was fun while it lasted! See ya later! And hopefully your dad will actually be dead by next time!” Jeremy then started towards the door, but turned around. “Oh, I can’t forget-“

Jeremy hugged Micheal from the side and kissed him on the cheek. “Okay, now see you later.” He then left out the door, leaving Micheal blushing like a mess.

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William sat at his desk holding his phone and the label that he had ripped off of the weed bag. He could barely contain his excitement as he typed in the digits of the phone number. Then he pressed the call button with so much energy that his phone fell out of his hands and onto the floor.

“DAMMIT!” William yelled, picking up his phone and checking it all over to make sure it wasn’t broken. Then he noticed that the number had answered.

“Um.. hello. This is Sans. Who’s calling?”

William was so excited and nervous that without thinking, he threw his phone at the ceiling.

As it hit the hard surface, a few pieces of the phone came off. But when it hit the floor, it almost completely shattered.

“BLOODY HELL!” yelled William. “MAIKOL, GIVE ME YOUR PHONE! I NEED TO MAKE A CALL!”

“Just use the house phone in the basement!” Micheal yelled back.

William had forgotten about that phone. He hadn’t used it since the last time he broke his phone after dying in a Roblox obby.

As he walked down the stairs to the basement, William started to daydream. He wondered what fate had in store for him. For him and Sans. Could they have a future together? He hoped so.

William then opened the door to reveal a dark room filled with mechanical parts from past projects. He looked around for the light switch, and eventually found it behind an old plastic broom. He flicked it on.

As light started to fill the room, William looked around for the phone. When he couldn’t find it, he turned around. He did not at all expect to see what he did.

It was Sans, standing right in front of him, only four inches away.

“AAAH!” William said, falling backwards.

“Haha, sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you”, said Sans. He reached out a hand to help William up.

William was blushing very intensely. He reluctantly grabbed Sans’ hand, hoping he wouldn’t accidentally say something he didn’t want to or pass out like last time.

Once he was on his feet, William and Sans stood in silence, both blushing.

“So… Um.. Sorry I broke into your basement,” Sans finally said.

“Wait, how even di-“ William began, before he was interrupted by a loud crash nearby.

William and Sans turned around to see what had made the noise.

“Hi guys! I’m here too! Surprise!” said Neil, running out from behind a large, long-abandoned bookshelf.

William was now even more confused. “Okay, can someone please explain what the FOCK is going on?”

Neil turned to face Sans. “Oh, hi Sans!”

“Sup, Neil!” Sans high-fived Neil, and then looked back over at a very disoriented William. “Oh, Neil also put my number on his phone, too! We’re friends now. We’ve been talking for a while. Guess I forgot to tell you that, heh.”

“Well you know what else you forgot to tell me? WHY THE FOCK YOU TWO BROKE INTO MY BASEMENT!” William shouted Britishly.

The room once again fell silent. Sans and William awkwardly exchanged glances.

Neil then spoke up and broke the silence. “So uh.. Sorry about this whole thing, William.. Sans sort of told me his plan to surprise you and I wanted to come see it in action!”

William looked at Sans, who was blushing and trying to hide his face. “Y-you wanted to surprise me?” he asked shyly.

Sans looked up at William and said, “Yeah, I um.. actually wanted to ask you something..” He then moved closer toward him.

Neil looked suspiciously excited. “Yes! It’s finally happening!”

William was about to ask what he meant, until Sans finally spoke.

“William, will you go out with me?”

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Micheal sat on his bed, smiling at his phone. He, Jeremy, and some of their other friends had been messaging each other on Discord for a while, sending memes and videos. It was at times like this that he felt happiest (other than when he was with Jeremy in person, of course).

But once again, the peace and quiet would be interrupted by a certain someone.

“MAIKOL!” shouted William as he aggressively opened the door to his son’s room. “GUESS WHAT!”

Micheal sighed in annoyance. “What is it this time, Fatha?”

William blushed. “I’m dating someone now,” he said, a dreamy expression on his face.

“What?! Who?” Micheal exclaimed.

“Well, how about you come downstairs and meet him?” William gestured for Micheal to follow him out of the room and down the stairs.

Did he actually start dating someone? How? Micheal wondered. He was getting a bad feeling about this. But he figured that whoever this person was, they were either very stupid or very desperate if they wanted to date his father.

When Micheal reached the bottom of the stairs and walked into the kitchen, he was faced with a short skeleton and a brunette man with glasses.

“Um, which one-“

“Hi! I’m Sans! I’m dating your dad!” said Sans, sticking out his bony hand, which Micheal then reluctantly shook.

William walked over to Sans and held his hand, actually for once not blushing so much that it looked like he would explode. “You know what, how about the four of us talk about this over some lean and weed?”

“Uh, I’ll pass on the drugs..” said Neil.

Wow, someone who understands me! thought Micheal. “I think you know what my answer will be, Fatha…”

William rolled his eyes at his son and ignored him, then turned to Neil. “Well, Neil, if you don’t want drugs then why did you come get them with me?” he asked skeptically.

“Where else was I supposed to go? Besides, I wanted to be your friend…” Neil trailed off as he noticed William getting angrier.

“DAMMIT! I’M TIRED OF BEING THE ONLY PERSON WHO LIKES DRUGS!” yelled William. “What’s the point of having friends if they fail to recognize the greatness of life?! It’s like no one in this bloody town has any sense!”

He managed to calm down a bit and then looked over at Sans and smiled. “You’ll have some lean with me, won’t you, Sans?”

“U-um.. of course!” the short skeleton said, afraid of what would happen if he disagreed.

“Good. I’ll go make it then,” said William, going over to the counter and getting out some supplies.

Micheal felt bad for Sans. He had no idea what went through someone’s brain to make them want to date someone like William. To even want to be around him, really. But he still felt bad.

As William was distracted, Micheal walked over to a very distressed and sad-looking Neil, who was now standing in the living room. “Hey, I know you don’t want to be here, and I don’t either,” he whispered. “So how about we get out of here?”

Neil nervously looked over at William, who was still distracted making lean, and then at Sans, who was sitting at the table sadly. “That does sound better than staying here. But where would we go? And should we take Sans with us? I don’t think he wants to be here either..”

“Let’s leave him. It’s better if my fatha stays distracted. Especially since we’ll be stealing his car,” Micheal told Neil.

“What?”

Micheal got the car keys off the couch where William had lazily left them. “You know how to
drive, right? I do, but Fatha wouldn’t let me get my license because he was afraid I would run away or something.”

“Well, uh..” Neil said, “I left my driver’s license in my car which is getting repaired right now.”

Micheal then realized that this could be a great opportunity.

“So, I guess, since we both don’t have a license anyway, this might be a good time for me to finally drive somewhere on my own,” he said, trying to sound confident.

Neil didn’t like where this was going. “You want to break the law?!”

“Yeah, that’s pretty normal around here,” Micheal said, starting to leave out the door. “So, are you coming?”

Neil thought about his options. He could either leave, or be stuck here with William and Sans. He didn’t mind Sans, of course, but he figured it would still be better to leave him right now.

“I guess I’ll have to,” he said, following Micheal.

The two walked outside and Micheal got in the front driver seat of his father’s car. Neil sat in the seat next to him.

“Okay, so, um, you DID say you know how to drive a car, right?” asked Neil. “Did you ever get any lessons?”

Micheal started the car, trying not to let Neil see how nervous he was. “Well, never any official ones, but I did get some little lessons from my friend.”

“I hope your friend was a good teacher..”

As the car pulled out of the driveway, Neil cautiously looked to see if Micheal was doing it correctly, which he didn’t seem to be.

“You know what? How about I drive? Since I’ve actually had real lessons..”

Neil was only just now realizing how stupid he was to let some random kid that he had just met—who didn’t even have a license or real training—put both of their lives in jeopardy.

“No, no, I’ve got it. My friend is a great teacher,” said Micheal. He focused on remembering everything that Jeremy had taught him, trying not to get too distracted thinking about him.

“Just, don’t worry. We’ll be completely fine. So, how about we go over to that park nearby?”

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“Oh, wow, I really am doing it!”

Micheal pulled into a parking lot by a park, proud of himself for both not crashing or driving into anything and for not getting pulled over by the police. “I haven’t even done anything wrong ye-“

Wee-woo wee-woo

Right before Micheal could finish his sentence, a police car drove up and an officer got out. He walked over to the driver’s seat of the car.

“I’m gonna need to see your driver’s license,” muttered the police officer as Micheal reluctantly rolled down the window.

NO NO NO! Why does the universe hate me? Micheal looked over at Neil, trying not to panic.

“Uhhh… It flew out the window! So we don’t have it!” Neil smiled at the officer awkwardly. “Wait a minute… Sheriff Blubs from Gravity Falls?! Wait, what year is it? Does Gravity Falls exist yet? What universe are we in?!?”

“Now, don’t make me arrest you for breaking the fourth wall, too. And yes, that’s me. Don’t know how you knew that, though,” said the police officer, apparently Sheriff Blubs from Gravity Falls.

Micheal looked back at Neil again angrily. “You’re not helping!” he whispered.

“Well what am I supposed to do?! Hey, why am I the one doing the talking? You’re the one who decided to drive without a license or even proper lessons!”

“I DID have proper lessons!”

“I can hear you,” Sheriff Blubs interrupted. “And you just admitted to driving without a license, right here in front of me. That’s gonna be a $75 fine

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It was a quiet day in the town, aside from the sound of police sirens. Everything was normal. Until, suddenly, there was a burst of light from the inside of an abandoned McDonald’s.

A shockwave spread about three miles out, everyone nearby felt a sudden jolt and heard ringing in their ears.

But it was much different for one person. About a quarter of a mile from the McDonald’s was a burning hotel. Inside it, there was only one person who hadn’t evacuated.

He should have been dead. But he wasn’t. He had felt himself slipping into the void of death but suddenly, the shockwave hit him. It coursed through him. For a few minutes he just lay there, unable to move, feeling something inexplicable happening in his body. Something told him he wasn’t going to die. But he wouldn’t exactly live, either.

Meanwhile...

“Yes, it worked!”

As the light faded away, Princess Twilight Sparkle turned to her companions in the abandoned McDonald’s and flapped her wings in excitement. “We can now safely travel to any universe!”

“Not any universe, just the ones near us,” said Sans, adjusting some buttons on the TSTM (Time & Space Travel Machine) 6.9. “Also, I don’t know if this thing is really as safe as we thought it was… I mean, it kind of just caused a shockwave…”

Bill Cipher suddenly took the machine from Sans. “Oh, lighten up, you bonehead,” he said. “What’s wrong with causing a little chaos?”

Sans sighed. “You’re lucky I actually decided to bring you here. I don’t even wanna think about what you would do if you had all your powers.”

Twilight, Sans, and Bill had come to this universe, the one of the forsaken Boyfriends Webtoon, to investigate. There had been many glitches in their little area of the multiverse, one of which caused Bill’s form to glitch during whatever that was that happened to him at the end of his show. He has a physical form, but only some of his dream demon powers.

As to why the trio is in this universe, specifically, is because many characters had been randomly sent here due to the glitches. For some reason, this universe was a glitch hotspot. They had been sent here from the Memeverse to find out why.

The Memeverse is a dimension that Meme Characters, such as Twilight, Sans, and Bill, can travel to and from whenever they want, right from their own universe. Together, with some other characters, they created a machine that would let them travel to any surrounding universe, not just the Memeverse or their own. However, because of the glitches, they ended up having to rely on that machine to safely get to and from the Memeverse, too.

Why did they put me, of all people, in charge of this? Sans wondered. I mean, sure, I have all those titles, but does that really mean I should have this much responsibility?

At the Memeverse Headquarters, Sans had been elected Head of the Multiversal Council, mainly due to the many AU’s his fandom created of him, and his knowledge of alternate timelines. That’s why he was leading this mission. And, as well as HOMC, he had many other titles in the Memeverse, such as, of course, #1 Tumblr Sexyman. You could say he was a big SANSation.

“Hey, Sans,” Bill said, suddenly. He was examining the TSTM. “We might have a problem. I think this thing is out of battery.”

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“Hello, journal video thing. Today I spied on that skeleton again. He and his friends still haven’t completed their mission yet. What has it been? Two weeks?”

William Afton raised the phone he was recording on. He had stolen it from Goth when he helped him put on the springlock suit. The idiot hadn’t even put a passcode on it.

“Those muppets* are so stupid. The horse and the triangle went to go find supplies and left the skeleton in charge of watching their machines! If I’ve learned anything from watching him, it’s that he sleeps like a cat; he falls asleep anywhere, at any time! Taking that machine was too easy!” William laughed. He couldn’t wait to use that thing. But first, he would need to find a way to charge it. He had an idea in mind.

[*Muppet is a British word for idiot. Yes, I actually researched British slang for this.]

He had used remnant before, many times. Maybe it would work to power this machine, too. He had taken some remnant from the bodies of the guard, the police officer, and Goth after he killed them. I hope it will be enough… William thought.

A few hours later…

“Yes! I’ve done it!” William exclaimed. He had finally charged the machine; the remnant had worked! “Yes.. Now I can finally take over the multiverse! Who cares about going back to my universe? I can travel to any universe with this thing! Time to test it out…”

William pressed the biggest button on the machine. He watched with excitement as it started to glow. The machine was small, and it had a tube with a square-shaped funnel thing. The tube connected to the funnel led to the main part of the machine, which had windows. It looked like it was supposed to contain something.

After about a minute, the machine’s glowing dimmed, and it started shaking. William suddenly heard two screams in the distance.

Soon, from the direction of the screams, a colorful path of glowing, winding light flowed into the machine through the tube and into the main part of it. The colors danced in it, glowing through the glass, and making the machine vibrate even more.

William was confused. This was not what the machine was supposed to do. “What the fock?!”

Suddenly, the sound of a voice came from somewhere outside of the tent William was hiding in. “There! It led there!”

Oh FOCK. It’s them! William quickly picked up everything important in the tent, including the machine, and ran into the forest behind him. From behind some bushes, he watched as two figures came into view: Twilight and Sans.

Twilight was not looking too good. Her colors were duller, and her hair was no longer sparkling or flowing. She was moving very slowly, and might have been limping, but William couldn’t tell.

“You okay, Twilight? You sure you don’t wanna go back to the base with Bill?” asked Sans.

Twilight fell over as she was walking forward but was caught by Sans’s telekinesis. “I-I’m fine, Sans. I can do this!”

Sans looked concerned. “It really doesn’t look like it,” he said, stepping closer to the tent while still holding Twilight up. He opened the door.

“Huh. No one’s here. Neither is the machine.” Sans turned back around to Twilight. “We should head back now. And don’t try to argue, we both know you can’t do any searching in your condition.”

“Ugh, I can’t believe we let that machine get stolen!” Twilight fumed. “Now me and Bill don’t have our powers, or any energy for that matter. You’re gonna have to do everything by yourself until my body can adjust. It will be a miracle if Bill even can..

“Unless, of course, someone comes to check on us or something. I mean, it’s not like we can communicate with anyone. We could try to find someone here who can help us, but that’s too risky. Also, I think I can walk on my own now.”

Sans set Twilight down. “Well, uh, at least they didn’t take the TSTM. Good thing we put a protection spell on it first.”

“Yeah, thank Celestia,” Twilight said as she and Sans walked out of William’s view. “Too bad we didn’t do it to that other machine. What’s that one even for? Balancing the power levels on the TSTM? Honestly, I think it would be better if we hadn’t even brought it…”

Dammit! I stole the wrong machine! William thought. Once he could no longer hear Twilight and Sans, he turned around.

“Aah!”

William fell over, startled. Standing before him was a tall young man, covered in ash and burn marks. His complexion was pale and gray, almost as if he was dead. He was wearing a blue and white jacket with green pants and a white shirt that said “I ❤️ Dream.” His irises were glowing split magenta and blue and his pupils were bright red. But despite the color in his eyes, they looked lifeless. He did not seem human.

“W-what the fock are you?” William stammered in bewilderment.

The other man finally opened his mouth and began to speak in a raspy, glitchy-sounding voice. “Ha-a-ave… you… seen… m-m-my… boyfrien-n-nds? I-I-I’m still so confused… I can ba-a-arely remember what h-H-hHHhappened…”

Suddenly, a lightbulb went off in William’s head. A sinister smile crossed his face.

“Hmm… I don’t think I’ve seen them, but I think I know what to do! Just come with me, everything will be alright…”

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“So, you said your name is Jock, right?” William was pacing around the secluded area he and Jock were in. It was surrounded by trees, a perfect hiding spot. William had just finished setting up the tent again; he had gone back to get it when he was sure no one would see.

Jock was sitting on a log while William questioned him. “Yes,” he responded.

William paused in front of Jock. “Alright then, Jock. Let’s go find your boyfriends.”

Jock watched expectantly as William walked over to the tent and got something out of it. When he came back, he was holding a knife and gun in each hand.

“Alright, you take these,” William said, giving Jock the weapons.

Jock put on his backpack and put the gun in one of the side pockets while still holding the knife. “W-what do I need these fffff-or again?”

Oh great. His voice is doing that glitchy thing again, William thought. “Well, you see, there is… um… a virus! Yes, a virus going around, that your boyfriends probably got infected with.

“To get rid of it, you have to stab or shoot everyone you see, because everyone in this town has it! Try to kill them. They won’t die, though, they’ll be cured! It may take a few moments to work. Don’t bother waiting for them to get up, you have many people to save! Especially your boyfriends!”

Jock looked at the knife, then at William. “Do y-ou-u have the virus?”

William put up his hands and smiled innocently. “Oh, no, I’m actually immune! And- uh- I think you are too! Yes, I can sense your immunity!”

“Oh, okay,” Jock said.

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It was an ordinary day in the Memeverse Headquarters and Sans Undertale was recovering from yet another situation where the internet randomly made him popular again. This time it was the meme animations popping up everywhere about him interacting with Weird Al. He wasn’t sure how exactly it started, apparently someone took an audio clip from My Little Pony with a character voiced by Weird Al saying his name, or something? Maybe his friend Twilight Sparkle would know. But, he was too lazy to look into it. It was quite tiring trying to find the meaning behind every meme the internet makes about you. At least it is when you’re Sans Undertale and there’s a new meme/drama/event/trend/whatever involving you in some way every month.

Sans had gotten used to his strange popularity. He was no longer phased whenever someone ran up to him saying “Sans! Sans! One of your theme songs is showing up in random videos all over YouTube shorts again!” or “Sans! Sans! Your fangirls are threatening to murder each other over you again!” or “Sans! Sans! It’s Fingers in His Ass Sunday! Go get Komaeda and do that dance to this song again!” He always wondered why people loved pairing him with the most random characters. However, there was one he didn’t mind as much as the others. One he actually got along with, at least for the most part. And that was someone who he had started being paired with quite recently: Reigen Arataka.

You probably know the story already. There was a Tumblr sexyman Twitter poll, Reigen and Sans were the last two sexymen left, Sans beat Reigen by one vote, there was news of the queen of England dying hours later. Many modern internet dwellers are familiar with it by now. Sans certainly was, or at least he was now. While it was happening, he barely had any idea of what was going on, other than that his brother, Papyrus, signed him up for some internet contest. He soon found out it was yet another event in which the internet fought about his “sexiness.” But this one was actually quite interesting and the aftermath was very entertaining.

Sans loved looking at all the silly fanarts and fanfictions and fansongs and every other fan thing you can think of that people made of him. He took it a lot better than most of the other Tumblr sexymen; he let himself laugh at how funny it all was. The poll was no exception. His competition, however, did not take it so well, at least not at first. Reigen was a bit embarrassed by his defeat, especially considering the fact that it was his own pupil who put in the final vote against him. To make him feel better, Sans offered to take Reigen to Grillby’s, back in the Undertale universe. That was the best place to start a friendship, after all.

And it worked. Sans and Reigen realized they had a lot more in common than they thought, and slowly became friends. Reigen was actually chill, unlike most of the other characters outside Sans’s own universe that he talked to a lot. It was really a friendship that you wouldn’t expect, considering the fact that Sans was an Apollyon Tumblr sexyman in tons of memes and Reigen, despite being an Archon sexyman, wasn’t very well known in the meme community.

i wonder what reigen is doing today. we were gonna hang out sometime soon, now that we finally stopped that war that our fangirls were having. dang, that’s like, the 5th war they’ve had, Sans thought. simps can be really crazy sometimes. but then again, i can’t blame them for liking reigen. i mean, they’re not wrong that he’s good-looking, and he may not seem like it, but he’s such a nice person, too.. Sans smiled and sighed dreamily, then kept drinking his bottle of ketchup. honestly, i’m not surprised that some of them wanna go on dates with him, and hug him, and kiss him- wait what?!

Sans had to physically stop himself from spitting out his ketchup. Did he really just have romantic thoughts? He didn’t even care that they were gay, he was just shocked that they were romantic at all. And they were about Reigen, of all people? He knew he had been thinking about him a strange amount lately, but he didn’t think he liked him in that way. He needed to talk to someone about this. If he even had experienced romantic feelings before, it hadn’t been for many years, so he had no idea what to do.

He got up out of his chair in his office (yes, he got his own personal office in the Memeverse HQ) and teleported away. When he reappeared, he was in front of the Steven Universe character room. He knew there was someone in here who could help him. He knocked on the colorful star and gem-patterned door.

“Uh, who is it?” asked a voice from inside the room. It sounded quite loud in there.

“it’s me, sans,” Sans replied. “it sounds pretty busy in there, maybe i should come back some other time?”

The door was then opened by Pearl. “Oh, hello, Sans! I apologize for the noise, we have a bit of a.. situation.. going on.. but we can still try to assist you!”

Sans looked behind Pearl. Garnet and a girl who was obviously not a Steven Universe character were sitting in chairs opposite of each other, Garnet patiently listening to the girl as she ranted about something. Amethyst sat a few feet away from Garnet and, too, expectantly listened to the distraught girl while loudly eating a burrito. She looked quite entertained.

“I REFUSE to believe my boyfriend is gay! There’s no way! I KNOW he’s in love with me!” the unfamiliar girl exclaimed. Sans thought he might recognize her, but she was an anime character, and many anime characters looked quite similar. Except Reigen. There was no one who could compare to him (there are actually a lot of characters that look similar to him but Sans was too blinded by his feelings to realize this).

Sans brushed his thoughts aside to observe the anime girl for a second. Then it clicked. oh, that must be that girl from the dying book or whatever it was called. what was her name? mia? misa? i think it was misa, Sans thought.

Garnet kept her calm and patient demeanor. “Miss Amane, you must understand that…” She went on telling Misa about how she should leave her gay boyfriend or something. Sans didn’t pay attention.

Amethyst drew her attention away as well and stopped eating her burrito for a second when she noticed Sans standing by the door. She waved at him. “Hey, whaddup, Sans?”

“sup, amethyst,” Sans said before teleporting over to her and fist-bumping her. Sans’s friendship with Amethyst was another one of his only good interdimensional ones.

“uh, i wanted to talk to garnet, but it seems like she’s pretty busy. besides, it’ll be good to talk about this with a friend, so uh.. can we maybe go talk in private?”

Amethyst looked at the skeleton with an expression of curiosity, then slung her arm over his shoulder. “Yeah, sure! We haven’t hung out in a while, so we should go somewhere cool. But not too cool. We don’t wanna be so cooled out that we won’t even have time to talk.”

Sans laughed a little. “well, i do know a few cool places in my universe.”

Before Amethyst or Sans could say anything else, there was a knock at the door.

A voice came from outside. “Hey, it’s Twilight Sparkle.. I know right now probably isn’t the best time, but I really need to talk to Garnet..”

Pearl opened the door to reveal a tall purple alicorn with eyes filled with tears.

Misa pouted. “Hey, I was supposed to be the one talking to Garnet right now! But that pony does look pretty sad..”

“Oh, Twilight, what’s the matter? Are you alright?” Garnet asked, concerned.

Twilight hung her head low and sadly walked into the room. She sat down and wiped away a tear before finally saying, “My divorce with Mordecai was finalized.”

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10 minutes earlier…

Spamton G. Spamton sat in his new divorce office (which was located in an oddly dark corner of the end of a hallway in the Memeverse HQ), sitting at his fake desk made out of boxes. He and fellow sexyman Reigen Arataka had somehow started a competition over which of them was the better advertiser, and he had just been in the middle of an argument with him but then he remembered he had scheduled a divorce finalization for exactly 69 seconds later. He had rushed over to his fake desk faster than Lightning McQueen. Reigen was left very confused.

So, now, here Spamton was, watching Twilight Sparkle walk away sadly after having her divorce papers signed. Her now ex-husband Mordecai didn’t even show up. Spamton understood how she felt, as he had gone through a divorce, too. He pitied her.

Just then, as Spamton was beginning to wonder where the #2 Tumblr sexyman was, Reigen came running up to him. He stopped to catch his breath.

“What.. the hell.. was that?” Reigen panted. “Why did you run away in the middle of our argument? And why were you going to damn FAST?”

Spamton finished sending his email to Mordecai confirming the divorce, then turned back to Reigen. “SORRY [Twinkle Twinkle Little Star], I HAD A DIVORCE TO MAKE [Official]! I COULDN’T BE [Late For A Very Important Date!]”

Reigen stared at Spamton, unamused.

“WE CAN CONTINUE OUR [[Argument]] IF YOU’LL HELP ME SET UP THE [Decorations] FOR MY SUPER [20% Cooler] DIVORCE OFFICE!” Spamton got out a box with some decorations in it. “HAHA! NOT SO SPECIL NOW, [Spooky Scary Skeletons]! I HAVE AN [[Office]] NOW, TOO!”

Reigen sighed. “You know what? We can just continue our argument later. I needed to go talk to Sans anyway.”

“UGH, HE’S ALL ANYONE TALKS ABOUT, ISN’T HE? PEOPLE WON’T [Shut the @%$# Up] ABOUT HIM! [[Geez]], GIVE THE OTHERS SOME [Time to Shine], TOO!” Spamton fumed.

“Spamton, I think you’re just mad that he’s more popular than you. He’s a, what is it you always say? Big shot?”

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Reigen had been looking for Sans for about five minutes with no luck. It didn’t help that the skeleton had teleportation abilities; he could go anywhere, at any time, which often annoyed Reigen. But after a while, once he got frustrated looking for him, Sans would always randomly show up somewhere nearby and tease him. Maybe that would happen again this time, maybe Reigen just had to wait a little longer. But then he remembered that he had just gotten Sans’s phone number a few days ago. So far their messages only consisted of Reigen being confused by the memes his friend sent, but now he was going to send him a real message. After all, he had to discuss a very serious matter with him.

Reigen: Sans. I need to talk to you.

— — —

All Sans wanted to do was talk to someone about his… situation… but now, well, this was going on. At this point Garnet, Pearl, and Misa were all trying to comfort Twilight, who was still a sobbing mess, and Amethyst reluctantly went to join them, once again delaying her conversation with Sans.

He could always go talk to someone in his own universe, like Toriel or Alphys, as they understood and had experience with love. But he didn’t know if he wanted to tell them that the person he liked was someone from a different universe. Garnet was who everyone else went to for help with their love problems, so Sans decided to give it a try, too. But now, talking to Garnet clearly wasn’t an option.

To make the situation even worse, when Sans looked at the notification on his phone that he hoped would give him some kind of escape from this situation, he saw that it was a message from none other than Reigen himself. And on top of that, the message was very ominous. All it said was, “Sans. I need to talk to you.”

Sans panicked, almost dropping his phone. He quickly regained his composure and sent a message back.

Sans: what’s up?

He was surprised at how quickly Reigen responded.

Reigen: Where are you right now?

Sans: the steven universe character room

Sans: i dunno if it’s a good idea to come here right now

Reigen either didn’t see the last message or just ignored it, because thirty seconds later he burst through the door. “Sans!” He paused to look at the odd sight in front of him. “Oh… Um… Is now not a good time?”

Sans quickly teleported over to Reigen. “no, uh, haha, we can still talk. what did you wanna talk about? it seemed pretty serious from the way you phrased your message,” he said nervously, trying to act normal.

“Yes, it is quite serious.” Reigen looked behind him suspiciously then leaned in to whisper to Sans, who blushed a little at the lack of distance between them, something he never used to do before. Why was this happening to him now? Maybe he would have gotten help with that if he had come here at a better time.

“Sans… I need to ask you something. And I need you to keep this a secret.”

This made Sans even more nervous. Why was Reigen being so… so… Sans didn’t know how to describe it (it’s actually quite easy to describe but, once again, Sans’s feelings make him an idiot). But it almost made Reigen seem… more attractive (seriously wtf Sans).

“what is it? do you need me to do something? i’ll do anything for you-“ He once again had to stop when he realized what he had said. His face became even more blue (yeah apparently Sans blushes blue or something). why did i say that?!

Reigen raised an eyebrow. Why was Sans acting so weird? He dismissed it, because, of course, they had very important matters to discuss. “Yes, actually… I need your help to… cheat at something,” he whispered.

“huh? why do you need my help for that?” asked Sans, his emotions currently a mix of confusion, relief, and disappointment.

“Well, I’m in a bit of a competition with someone rather… odd,” said Reigen. “You see, Spamton G. Spamton and I are trying to settle which of us is better at advertising. It’s obviously me, but I may need to cheat a little bit, because I have a feeling Spamton may do the same. If he does, I need to outcheat him. And so I thought I should go to you. I mean, aren’t you basically from the same universe as Spamton?”

Sans was a bit flattered that he was the first person Reigen thought to go to for help with his strange situation (dang, the strange situations won’t stop coming, will they?). “sort of.” He looked behind him at Twilight, Misa, and the Crystal Gems, then back at Reigen. “uh… you wanna get out of here first?”

“Yeah, I think that’s a pretty good idea…” Reigen replied.

So, Sans said a quick goodbye to Amethyst, then left the room with Reigen. This would be the first time he would be alone with him since his little “revelation.” He just hoped he wouldn’t mess it up.

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“THAT [$&@#] [#%&@] [@&$#] [%#&$]! I JUST [Know] IT WAS [[Him]]!” Spamton angrily stomped through the hallways, looking for Reigen. While decorating his divorce office, he realized his prized Pipis painting was missing, and he quickly came to a conclusion. He was so angry he didn’t ever wonder why Reigen would even want it. All he knew is he needed it back. His divorce office wasn’t complete without it.

“HEY, YOU! [Anime Guy]!” said Spamton, running up to some random 2008 Justin Bieber-haired anime twink in the hallway. “HAVE YOU SEEN AN [[Idiot]] WITH A [Pipis] PAINTING?”

“A what? No, I don’t think so. Have you seen a girl going around crying about her boyfriend being gay?” asked the anime guy who looked like Justin Bieber. “Don’t believe her, by the way. I’m NOT gay. I become homophobic even thinking about being gay! Yeah, I hate gay people! Wait no I just killed a homophobe a while ago.. Um.."

Yeah, this guy was definitely gay. Hey, maybe this would be a good business opportunity for Spamton. It wouldn’t be a divorce, but he could offer to help this gay anime guy break up with his girlfriend. He just needed to advertise correctly. That’s what he needed to keep doing if he wanted to get the upper hand on Reigen. “HMM, [Sounds to Me] LIKE YOU’RE IN A BIT OF A [[Predicament!]] MAYBE YOU NEED HELP FROM THE [Divorce Mascot]? [That’s Me!]”

The anime boy looked a little embarrassed. “I- I don’t need your help. I’m totally straight, and I totally love my girlfriend. I just wish she would stop telling people I’m gay, because I’m obviously not.” He sighed. “I need to stop that rumor right now. It’s only a matter of time before people make the backwards last name connection…”

Spamton looked confused. He was also disappointed that he didn’t score a customer. Maybe he should have advertised better.

“Um… I should probably go now. I have to go play some video game with my boyf- uh- ENEMY!” The anime boy blushed, becoming even more embarrassed.

Spamton would not give up yet. He decided to resort to a last attempt in hopes of getting another chance at business. “WHAT [Game] ARE YOU PLAYING? I HEARD THERE’S A [[New Game]] CALLED [Divorce Simulator]! FUNNY, BECAUSE I AM THE [Divorce Mascot]!”

Oops. He may have tried too hard.

“The game is called Among Us or something, it’s apparently really popular. People kept telling me to play it and I finally decided to give it a try,” the anime boy said. He paused and checked the time on his watch. “I should really get going now. Uh.. Nice talking to you. And good luck on finding that painting.” He waved at Spamton awkwardly before walking away.

“HUH. HE WAS [Nice],” said Spamton once the anime boy was out of view. "BUT HE [[Would Have Been]] NICER IF HE HAD ACTUALLY [Accepted the offer!]"

Spamton hoped he didn’t come off as too desperate. But what he heard in that conversation gave him an idea. This Among Us game.. he had heard about it quite a lot. And he heard there was a new version of the game coming out soon, which meant it would get even more popular. And what do you do with popular things when you want money? Capitalize off of them. HA, [Beat That], REIGEN!

— — —

“uh, i dunno if i should do that…”

“Pleeeaaase? I’ll pay you!”

Reigen had come up with an amazing idea. He would have Sans use his popularity to promote him. But Sans wasn’t too sure how he felt about it.

“Think about it. Together, we’ll be unstoppable! I’m going to get SO many customers, and it’ll be totally fun!” Reigen exclaimed. “You wanted to hang out, didn’t you? This is the perfect time!”

This wasn’t exactly the kind of hanging out that Sans had in mind. “well, yeah, but-“

Pearl suddenly rushed out of the Steven Universe room, which Sans and Reigen were standing outside of. “Don’t go in there!” she said hurriedly. “I have to go get something to stop this! But I assure you, we have it all under control, haha!”

This obviously piqued Sans and Reigen’s interests. Once Pearl had run away, they looked at each other in agreement.

When they went into the room, they found something they didn’t expect: the floor was cracking! Between the cracks shone multiple different bright colors accompanied by some strange sounds. The floor was shaking and it felt like an earthquake.

“Does this normally happen in here?!” Misa exclaimed, tightly gripping her shaking chair.

“Um, no,” Amethyst said, jumping on the top of the chair Garnet was in.

Twilight was flying a few feet off the ground. “I’ve seen things like this before. It might be a portal to another world!” She sighed. “I really didn’t want to have to deal with anything like this today…”

Garnet trusted Twilight, but was worried what this other world might actually be. She stood up and summoned her gauntlets. “Amethyst, Twilight, stay here and help me! Everyone else, get out!” she yelled.

Just then, before anyone could follow Garnet’s orders, the door opened. In came Spamton.

“REIGEN! GIVE ME BACK MY [Pipis Painting!] [[I Know It Was You]], YOU LITTLE [$@#%]!” Spamton paused after taking a look at the room. “OH. IS NOW NOT A [Good Time]?”

“I uh, I don’t think so?” Reigen said calmly, even though the floor was literally cracking open to another world. This kind of thing was normal to him.

The floor continued to crack. The colors shining through shone brighter and the noises became louder. The crack was becoming bigger near the door. Amethyst noticed this.

“Guys, get away from there!” Amethyst took out her whip and pulled Reigen, Sans and Spamton away from the door right before the crack grew and about 3 feet of the floor fell away.

Sans had another moment of panic when he was pulled so close to Reigen by Amethyst’s whip, but decided that now really wasn’t the time for that. He was right. His shenanigans would probably be the reason someone became homophobic.

“Okay, what the hell is happening?” Reigen asked, now starting to panic a little.

Amethyst let go of him and the others, now using her whip to pull Misa, who was still in the chair, away from a growing crack. “I honestly have no idea. It just started while you guys were outside.” She grinned slyly at Sans. “What were you two doing out there, anyway?”

Amethyst’s expression and the way she said it gave away that she had definitely noticed how Sans had been acting lately and put together the puzzle. Sans blushed again, hoping no one would notice.

“Oh, we were just discussing… business matters,” Reigen said, remembering Spamton was right by him and that he shouldn’t say anything that would give away his plan or make Spamton suspicious of him.

But this only worsened a different suspicion: Amethyst’s. She raised her eyebrow higher. “Uh-huh…” she said, now eyeing Reigen suspiciously. This only confused him.

Sans, however, was not confused. He quickly changed the subject. “um… maybe right now we should focus on the fact that the floor is cracking open?”

Amethyst looked back at the floor. “Oh. Yeah.”

Suddenly, the floor started to shake more violently. The cracks grew. Misa screamed. Twilight tried to close the cracks with her magic while Garnet tried to look for a way out.

There was a blur of screaming, cracking, glowing, and strange noises before the entire floor fell.

And then, in just an instant, not only was the floor gone, but everyone in the room was, too. Except one little triangle.

Bill Cipher blinked the dust out of his eye and looked at where the floor once was, having entered the room just as it fell. “Oh. I guess this is what that rock lady was talking about. Well, might as well join in on the fun!”

Bill had been looking for chaos recently, and he knew he had found it when he saw Pearl running away. So now he decided to see just how chaotic things were. He floated down into the hole in the floor, laughing along the way. If things weren't already chaotic, they sure would be now.

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