Dalyns pov

                  I slowly wake up from my dreamless slumber noticing Sans was right beside me. "I sleep to much." Sans chuckled as I stood up from the couch and started stretching. "You do realize you don't have to stretch anymore right?" I just shrugged and headed to the kitchen for breakfast. "Does this mean I can eat Paps spaghetti?" Sans just started laughing like crazy "Y-Yeah kid. Ya' know you don't really have a stomach that it will upset. So you can eat anything really." I smiled and rushed into the kitchen to fix me a plate. " wait this means I cant get fat right?" He just nodded as I fist-pumped the air . "Heck yeah!" Sans just smiled and shook his head. I walked to the living room  and sat down on the warn-out, green couch. " I've noticed something Sans. About you." I looked over at the skeleton, who wore a confused look. "Like what ?" He interrogated me,as I rolled a fork around my plate of pasta. " Well for starters, I know that you're aware of more than what you make everyone think," I put the spaghetti in my mouth and swallowed.