"Bye Pappy! I'm off to Alphys'!" A very optimistic and loud voice rang through the cabin. The owner of said voice turned to leave the house before bumping into a tall, orange clad wall. Big shining blue eyes blinked, before furrowing into a frown.

"PAPYRUS!" Sans screeched at the skeleton in his way, stomping his heavy blue steel-toed boots against the wooden floor and curling his gloved hands into fists.

A grin spread on Papyrus' face. "bro, chill. i jus' wanted to know if you wanted me to walk ya, no biggie."

Sans' anger melted into something a little bit more disappointed. "Broooottthhherrr..." The smaller of the two whined. "Why must you always have to..." Sans groaned, and pouted in an embarrassed state. "Look out for me so well?"

Papyrus raised an eyebrow, taking the hands that were always shoved in his pockets out and onto his older brother's shoulders. "because if there's one thing i carrot about most, it's my broberry."

Sans' face twitched into a smile. "Hush you cheesy carrot! And get out of my way or I'll be remissing my consultation with Alphys."

"..." They stared at eachother for a few beats of silence, Sans breathing heavy with anger, and Papyrus with sluggish eye movements.

The taller brother grinned. "cmon bro, it's my jam. i know you think puns are grate. i berry well know a smile when i see it."

"Ugh! I don't have time for your tommyrot, move."

"can't."

"WHY NOT?!"

"'s against the law, bro."

"THERE ARE NO LAWS ABOUT NOT MOVING!!!"

Sans darkened when he caught a mischievous glint in Papyrus' eyes. "physics."

Sans groaned and shoved his brother out of his way. He simply didn't have the time for this today, or any day for that matter, but everyday Papyrus would still try to make him late. Except it never worked and Sans made sure of that. The small skeleton slammed the door and sighed in annoyance, hearing his brother snicker from the other side.

Sans inhaled the cold Snowdin air, feeling it travel throughout his bones. He shivered before starting his march. However, he did not take the casual route to Waterfall. Usually, Sans would take nothing other than his fathe- the mystery man's boat.

He rather enjoyed the monster's presence, as well as the boat's gentle sway as it drives down the calm underground river. It was also much faster than walking, giving the little skeleton more spare time to spend on himself.

Vaguely, Sans wondered if the mystery man remembered anything of his past. If he remembered Sans, Papyrus, his work, or even Sans' other creator.

He shook himself away from his dark train of thought and paused his quick march. Sans looked up, and like every other time he seen the mystery man's face, his expression turned to shock. He could never get over seeing him there on that boat of his.

"Whu hu hu... care for a ride?" The man asked, dropping his hood (something he only did when it was just him and Sans. It made the small skeleton feel special in a way... the mystery man didn't even drop his hood for his brother. Then again, he and Papyrus seemed to share a... lacking relationship.) and letting his white face turn up into that deformed smile of his.

Sans smiled a genuinely enormous smile, cheeks tinting in a cute light blue color. "You know it, G! Oh, and did you do something to your water? It looks shinier than usual."

The man laughed, unwrinkling his long black robe. "Whu hu hu... I made sure to water the water before you arrived today. I can't disappoint my number one customer."

Sans giggled, stepping into the boat. Ignoring the fact that 1, water doesn't need to be watered, and 2, mystery man's boat services were completely free, Sans continued their conversation. "G, you're spectacular, albeit a little insane. You know, I've always wondered why our bond was never as close back before you were working here than back at the... uh, before. It seems like we could have really had a connection."

The mystery man's head hung low.

"Oh, golly. I startled you, didn't I? Sorry, G. We don't have to talk about the past if you don't want to... I know you don't remember much... or anything, so no pressure. Mweh."

The man sighed. "Whu hu hu... I suppose I should humor you, but you always seem to know more about myself than I do! It would seem like an unfair conversation..." His mouth cracked into a smile a bit more manic than what Sans was used to.

Sans hummed before nodding. "I can't really understand... but I SHALL RESPECT YOUR WISHES!" Stars glimmered excitedly in Sans' eyes.

Gaster softened, smiling tenderly. He couldn't explain it, but he always felt proud of Sans... in a strange fatherly way. "Whu hu hu! Thank you, my boy."

"No problem whatsoever, G." Sans spoke softly, as if he would shatter the environment with anything harder than normal speech. As the conversation died, Sans let his memories come back to life and his eye lights dulled considerably in his daze. He watched as the snowy terrain exited into a coolly colored cave. The ceiling rocks (mock stars) were closer to the ground and Sans watched them pass by.

He was reminded of a time when he was younger. Back when Gaster had first let the baby bones free, and things were nice... yet difficult.

He and Papyrus always used to gaze at the illuminated rocks above with such wonder... it was the highlight of their life, he supposed. Of course not counting eachother.

"Papyrus! You should be more careful where you're running. It is VERY slippery, brother." Sans shouted, trying to catch up to his brother on his stumpy legs.

"Then in that case, I should be careful not to run into any slippery situations, nyeh." Papyrus continued walking until he heard a loud splash and Sans' voice. He would always turn back to check on his older brother without fail. Most of the time, Sans would cry and Papyrus would do his best to console him. Other times... Sans wouldn't even try to get up and Papyrus would pet his skull gently.

Sans let his eyes drift shut, thoughts of his past and the good things that happened were welcomed in his sleeping mind. He and Papyrus were always there for eachother. Though Papyrus is protective more often than Sans nowadays.

"Whu hu hu... Try not to fall asleep, Sans. Misunderstandings are lurking at every corner. And do tell your friend I said hi." Gaster said as the boat slowly came to a stop.

Sans stretched before hopping out of the boat. "Thanks, G. I'll try bring you back something from cooking today."

Gaster gasped excitedly. "Th-thank you, Sans. So kind... I'll miss you. Oh! And send Papyrus my apologies."

Sans arched an eyebrow. It wasn't often that Gaster played oracle with him, but sometimes the weird stuff the former scientist talks about ends up being some sort of prediction for the future. Mild panic set into Sans' bones and he really needed to ask.  "...for what?"

Gaster put a hand to his chin and frowned in concentration before waving the problem off. "Can't remember. That means it's important!"

Sans nodded once, understanding very little. "If sorry is what you want to be, I shall tell my brother that you are sorry!"

Gaster smiled, clapping his hollow hands excitedly in short but quick movements. "Excellent, you go have fun with your friends now, son. Whu hu hu..."

Sans snapped his attention back to the "mystery man" who apparently called him... son. The skeleton shook his head. "Later. Save it for after training." He mumbled before waving bye happily and running into the watery area of waterfall.

It was famous for their waterfalls and artificial stars, you know.

He smiled at the sight of Bonnie opening up her shop and he waved. The old bunny monster waved back. "Heading to Alphys's?"

Sans smiled. "You know it!"

"You should save me some leftovers today. Whahaha!" Bonnie laughed, entering her shop.

Sans sighed happily and continued his walk, turning left in the damp cavern. He waved to the singing shyren and stood next to the entrance of Alphys' lot.

He poked his head in gently to see if she was ready. Relieved that the dinosaur monster was no where in sight, he took the leftwards path where he was once again met with the reflective blue water and a long time friend.

"Hey, ferry." Sans greeted.

"Three gold for the ferry!" The pink faced blob chirped happily, sitting in it's place motionless. As if he were simply background in a bigger scene.

Sans giggled and shook his head. "Uh, no thank you. I've got plenty gold." He sat down and laid on his back, looking up at the fake night sky peacefully.

Ferry deflated slightly, a bit upset no one would have to step on his face in order to get across a disproportionate gap. "Step on my face?"

Sans sighed and shook his head. "Don't need a lift, ferry. I'll tell you when I do need one though, huh?"

It was barely a half hour before the loud roars of Alphys' were heard and Sans needed to get to training. The skeleton hummed before skipping back towards his boss (and teacher's) house was.

There was still plenty of training that had to be done if he were to become a royal guard one day.