Oh boy did Sans love being in a room packed with a hundred plus Skeletons fighting for one females attention. He kept telling himself that he just wanted that one conversation. That he wasn't going after her like the others. She was an attractive female, yes, but all he wanted was answers. He noticed that a few more of the males were gone. It seemed the competition was dwindling down. Sans didn't really want to interact so he took a nap instead. "Heheh, look who's asleep, boys." Great. He really couldn't catch a break, could he? "He Really Shouldn't Leave Himself Vulnerable Like This... You Never Know What Could Happen." Sans felt someone grab his arms while another grabbed his legs. He was then hoisted in the air and moving. This was great, now what in stars name were they planning? It was going to be something stupid like throwing him in the pond, wasn't it? It's not like that would really hurt him any, so long as it wasn't that could. Low HP and all, he didn't want to die of a cold. He could just shortcut into his bed before he hit the water too.

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Wind blasted them full force, causing Sans to shutter. He could feel a storm coming on, that was much worse. "You Sure About This?" The Skeleton holding his legs asked. "As long as Lord Noto don't find out, we'll be fine! Besides a little water never hurt nobody." The Skeleton holding his arms replied. "It's Gonna Storm Though!"
"Stop being a wuss and help me!" Silence ensued and Sans felt himself start to panick. Cold water and strong never mixed with an exposed soul. Sans was gonna have to wake up and fight now. Sans started to struggle immediately "hey, hey! let me go!" The Skeleton holding his legs nearly did in a panic, but the one holding his arms snapped at him. "Hold him tighter! If we let him go now, he'll tattle like commoners do!" Sans raised a bonebrow. Was this guy serious? "i won't tell, just let me go."
"We're almost there, he's too weak to fight us both off." He noticed Sans low attack. Boy was Sans screwed. He really was gonna have to fight back. He activated his magic. "this is your last chance, if you don't let me go, bad things are gonna happen."

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"Drop him this instant." Sans felt them let go as Zilla's voice registered in his skull. "L-Lady Zilla! I-its not what you think!" She huffed, crossing her arms. "I think I see a couple of Jerks being inmature. I want you both gone from my estate immediately," she hissed, "or I will tell my father about this." Both Skeletons eyelights went out at the threat. "Hey, HEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"
"drop her!" The leader had picked her up in blue magic. "I'm not getting in trouble!" Sans huffed, scrambling to his feet. "you'll be hunted down if you don't drop her!" Sans barked. "Come On Man, Listen To The Guy!"
"Fine, go get her." With the flick of his wrist, she was thrown into the lake. Sans growled and went after her. He would figure something out after Zilla safe and outta the water. "Come on, run!" Sans truly hated guys like them. He shivered against he cold night water, diving in the rest of the way. The search felt long, but he found her, her dress tangled in some driftwood while she was trying to dig herself out. Sans winced at the shock in his soul, warning him that he really shouldn't be playing hero, but he was almost... there! He wrapped his arms around her, making her freeze as he took a shortcut with her inside the house.