"Alright, uh, what's Undyne sound like when she laughs?"

"Fuhuhuhu...."

Sans nodded encouringly. "Yeah! Okay. So what's Endogeny?"

"Amalgamate...." You whispered.

He nodded. "What color is Paps scarf?"

"Red...."

"Yes! Alright, we're home. Undyne should be waiting."
He pushed the door open and quickly set you on the couch.

Your eyelids drooped, and he quickly said,"no, don't go to sleep. Hold on, don't move."
You faintly heard Papyrus, then Sans, and suddenly Undyne was leaning over you, tearing a bandage with her teeth.
You shivered as she started wrapping you up, and you realized that you couldn't see out of your left eye.

"Un....Dyne...."
She looked so hurt.

"Yeah punk?"

"You kn-know... Alph.... she-"

"Be quiet." Undyne snapped.

You smiled. Undyne sneered.

Suddenly Sans' upside down face was hovering over yours. His hands holding your face. You squinted at him. Who was that behind him?
He said something to Undyne and placed both his hands over your left eye.
You sighed in content as warmth spread through you, darkness coaxing you back in.
But Undyne shook you.
"St.... wake."
You could catch bits of what they said.
Not really all that much.

"Pap..."

Sans shook his head. "Pap... stairs."

Why couldn't you hear him? Or Undyne?
Why was the guy behind him smiling like that?
Your lips quivered and you started crying. The pain was setting in. So was the realization.
You had every chance of dying.
Sans kissed your head (how?) And whispered to you softly.
You thought of that first time you'd heard his voice. You'd thought it was funny, comical.
But now, you'd give anything for him to keep talking.
His hands, still over your eye, we're glowing blue. You reached up and tried to pull them off, because now it wasn't warm, it was hot.
He shook his head and said something. Then looked up at Undyne and started rapidly making hand signs and talking quickly.
She nodded and disappeared. He leaned over you, right next to your ear. And whispered,"It's okay to go to sleep now."

You hiccuped and nodded, pain flaring through your neck. This was your fault. If you hadn't run...

"Kid, wake up."

You did.
Sans was sitting next to you, on the floor, his fingers threaded through yours.
The house was completely dark, and his voice was quiet as he said," you talked to him. He's still alive."

You tried to form words, but they wouldn't come.

Sans was crying. "Gaster, he's still there, huh? Even after I..." He Whispered, his fingers tightening on yours.

You nodded, stiffly. "I-....I think so."

His shoulders shook as he said," does he know? What I did?"

You stared at him. "What did you do?"

"I pushed him. He never saw me."

You nodded, realizing what he was saying.
Gaster hadn't fallen in this timeline. He'd been pushed by Sans.

Sans lowered his head onto the edge of the couch. "I didn't..... he was hurting Pap..... I couldn't have known...." He looked up. "I didn't want to hurt anyone. But sometimes you have to, yah?"

You nodded. "Sometimes...."

Sans got to his knees and hugged you.
"Don't ever leave again, okay? Don't leave me."

You couldn't really move. But you kissed his cheek bone. "I won't. I was a kid. But not anymore. I know what to do now. I can save Pap."

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