A/N;; This is the longest chapter by a large margin, so buckle up for the ride.

Sans sat in the locker room by himself. He wasn't sleeping, but was calming himself down. He was dressed in his gym uniform while sitting on one of the benches. His head was resting in his palms as he took in deep, shaky breaths.

It was finally time for the infamous Sports Festival. If he could use all his magic, he would be first in everything, but he can't. His only registered quirk is Shortcut, and that won't be very useful during this event.

"It's okay Sans. You don't have to use all your magic to be good! But I'm screwed if there's combat."

Sans groaned heavily in his hands, trying to sink into the bench.

"Talking to yourself, Richter?"

Sans jumped almost a foot off the bench. Katsuki stood in the doorway, wearing his gym uniform, snickering at Sans's fright/embarrassment.

"Didn't take you as the type of person to sneak up on people, Ground Zero."

"Well, I've been calling you for the past few minutes. What's on your pale ass mind that has you zoned out so much? Nervous for the festival?"

"Big time. Shortcut is my officially registered quirk. I'm a lil'bit nervous to see how it will go."

With good reason. Without the rest of his magic, Sans is basically a walking, talking potato. He isn't physically fit, or particularly fast. Hell, he didn't even know if he had more than 1Hp in this world!

"Sans, calm your pale ass down."

Katsuki knelt down in front of Sans, taking both of his cold and shaky hands into his own.

"You're going to do just fine. Shortcut is all you need to kick everybody else's ass in this whole damn tournament."

"Thanks Bakugo. I...I really needed to hear that."

"When you're not using my nickname, you can call me Katsuki."

"Alright, my big, strong Katsuki."

A small pink blush bloomed on Katsuki's face, due to the thirteen thousand megawatt smile that radiated on Sans's face. This same blush exploded into a beautiful symphony of red and blue when Katsuki surged forward to kiss the tip of Sans's nose.

"When I win, you better give me the real thing, got it!"

"Of course, mighty Ground Zero. If I win, you gotta take me on another date."

"Heh, I can definitely work with those terms. Now, you ready to head out?"

Now on his feet, Katsuki held out his hand for the former skeleton to take. Sans took that opportunity to peck the extended palm and shortcut his way onto Katsuki's back, before the explosive blonde realized what he did.

"C'mon Katsuki! The Sports Festival awaits!"

Katsuki huffed indignantly, smirked, and took off running down the halls. It was a good thing he had a tight grip on Sans's skinny legs, or else the frail boy would feel off at the start. The running stopped when they got outside. The festival wouldn't start for another hour, so they had time to walk around, eat some food, mingle with their peers, etc.

"Is everything cool with your brother, Papyrus right?"

"Yeah, he wasn't against us dating because you're a guy, he's dating a guy back home called Mettaton. More along the lines that he was genuinely surprised that I was dating in general and the first person I took interest in was a dude."

"...I'm the first person you dated?"

Sans, now realizing what he shared, groaned in embarrassment and buried his face in Katsuki's shoulder.

"When you've known everyone in your small ass city from birth, it's kinda hard to find dating material. Especially when you have someone to look after."

"Who'd you look after?"

"O-oh, just some neighborhood children. To babysit for pocket money."

"Do you have anything planned for the weekend?"

"Yeah, Aizawa is going to start training me alongside his kid, Shinso. Would've been helpful, I dunno, a few weeks ago and not after the friggin Sports Festival."

"He must have his reasons. We should start heading over."

"Why're you telling me? You're the one walking. Oo, before you do, I need coffee, or ketchup. Something to keep me awake."

"Already got you covered, Richter."

Katsuki pulled a thermos from literally nowhere.

"Where were you hiding that?"

"I got my ways. Drink."

Sans took a big swig of the drink, before his eyelights widened and his gaze on Katsuki took into amazement.

"You combined ketchup WITH coffee?! Marry me~"

Katsuki knew Sans was joking with the "marry me" thing, but his face was still scarlet nonetheless. Sans was nursing the coffee, savoring the beautiful flavor (to him) for as long as he could.

Eijirou and his other friends watched from a distance. He and Mina snapped pictures to send to his moms and the rest of the class. He also made sure to text them not to say anything or face Bakugo's fiery wrath.

"Hey! Bakugo! Gaster! Over here!"

The two boys looked over to Mina's LOUD yelling. Katsuki's face morphed into a scowl when he saw his Squad Dumbasses. Only at Sans's insistence, aka him shortcutting onto Kirishima's back, did Katsuki make his way over.

"Hey bro, and co. What's up?"

"Oh, you know. Waiting for Mic to officially start the festival. I can see moms, Papyrus, and Asriel up there."

"Really? Where?"

Eijirou pointed out their family to Sans, not that he needed to. Papyrus had a large, pale orange banner that read, "GO SANS!" in massive, dark blue lettering. Sans's face adopted an equally massive dark blue blush on his face. He watched Papyrus flip the banner to a black side with massive red lettering that read, "GO EIJIRO!" and he burst out laughing. Eijirou looked back at the banner, only for his face to light up.

"HELLO LISTENERS! PRESENT MIC IS ASKING ALL STUDENTS TO MAKE THEIR WAY TO THE FIELD!"

"That's our cue guys. Let's do this!"

Sans was set on his feet, standing only a foot taller than Mina and four feet shorter than Katsuki.

"WELCOME EVERYONE TO THE ANNUAL UA SPORTS FESTIVAL! ALL OF THIS YEARS FIRST YEAR STUDENTS, RANGING FROM THE HERO DEPARTMENT TO GENERAL STUDIES WILL SHOWCASE THEIR SKILL TO ALL THE PRO-HEROES SITTING IN THE CROWD TODAY! NOW, A WORD FROM OUR FIRST YEAR REPRESENTATIVE, SANS W. GASTER! A BRIGHT AND SHORT, YOUNG MAN WITH DUAL QUIRKS CALLED SHORTCUT AND GASTER BLASTER! GIVE IT UP FOR - HEY OW! STOP THA -"

Sans prepared a speech on Aizawa's request, but he had no idea his Gaster Blasters were going to be mentioned. He walked onto the platform and stood in front of the microphone.

"WHOO! GO SANS!"

Sans chuckled into the mic when he heard Papyrus yell out.

"Thanks Pap. Hello and welcome to everyone who took the time to come out to watch the Sports Festival, and to the hardworking students eager to show off their efforts to be here. I think that every student here has done an amazing job in the school work and training their quirks. And the teachers also deserve thanks for putting up with a large amount of superpowered, angsty teens every day without much rest. So to every student participating in this festival, good luck and go Plus Ultra."

Sans walked off the platform, quickly going to hide behind Katsuki. Applause was coming from literally everywhere; from his own class, the pro-heroes, the parents, Papyrus (louder than most), even the other classes who weren't very fond of the hero course students. Sans buried his burning blue face in Katsuki's chest while Katsuki rubbed his back.

Katsuki was immensely proud of Sans, of his magnificent speech. If he was the first year rep, his speech probably would've pissed off everyone. Sans speech however, made everyone feel good. Made them energetic and competitive in a good way.

"Did you know about the blaster thing, Richter?"

"No. When Aizawa asked me to write the speech, he said that there would be a surprise for me, and I guess that was it. My odds of doing well in this event just went up a BIG percent."

A small blaster was summoned in Sans's hand. After the blaster looked around for the danger, and not seeing any, it rested on Sans's shoulder. It was still ready for battle if the need arose.

Most of the 1-A class had no idea that Sans had a "second quirk", but when Sans materialized a small dragon-like skull creature, they knew it was true. After the festival, Sans was in for one hell of an interrogation.

"NOW THAT WAS A SPEECH! CLASS 1-A'S SANS W. GASTER HAS QUITE THE SILVER TONGUE! FOR THE PRELIMINARY EVENT IS AN OBSTACLE RACE! ONLY THE FIRST FORTY EIGHT STUDENTS WILL MOVE ONTO THE NEXT EVENT! COMPETITORS TO YOUR STATIONS!"

Sans was squished into place as everyone rushed to stand in front of a huge door.

"THREE, TWO, ONE! GO!"

Sans summoned a five by five meter Gaster Blaster, sat on top of it, and rode it above everyone out of the narrow tunnel. Since Sans had access to one of his biggest magical assets, he was taking it easy, helping those who seemed to need it. He sat criss-cross with his hands on his feet.

He watched Katsuki fly ahead of everybody, using his explosions and Todoroki "skate" ahead of everybody. Sans spent a few minutes helping people stand after slipping on the ice before zooming ahead to where he found Todoroki freezing the Zero Pointers from the entrance exam.

They looked very off balance, and his suspicions were confirmed when everyone came running out. The vibrations from their shoes hitting the pavement sent the robots crashing down. Three thirty meter Gaster Blasters appeared, Sans's left eyelight turning bright blue and his right vanished. Standing on his feet, Sans swung his arm down and all four Gaster Blasters vaporized the abdomens on up of the frozen robots.

Snapping his fingers, making the three thirty meter blasters disappear, and summoning fifty or so twelve foot blasters to quickly rescue those about to be crushed by the blasters. Sans again zoomed ahead to a massive pink powder minefield, where Midoriya was digging with a big piece of scrap metal. Sans, having determined the field safe enough with a simple bang and pink smoke, started lazily flying down the trek.

The biggest bang sounded behind Sans, causing him to spin around with his blaster on full alert. A green blur flew past him, Katsuki, and Todoroki. No longer flying at his leisurely pace, his blaster flew past Katsuki and Todoroki to catch up to Midoriya. Sans was impressed with Midoriya's clever and quick thinking. He probably would've done the same if he couldn't use his beloved blasters.

Midoriya still ended up crossing the finish line first, but Sans was in second, Todoroki in third, and Katsuki in fourth. Sans was exhausted, and close to passing out. He used a lot of his energy helping people not get seriously injured and he was seriously suffering the consequences now.

"Richter, you good?"

"I'm exhausted."

"Try to hang in there. The next event is starting. Sans was hoisted onto Katsuki's back when Mic started "talking" again.

"TALK ABOUT A RACE! I CAN SAY WITHOUT A DOUBT THAT THE SPORTSMANSHIP SHOWN BY THE FIRST YEAR REP WAS TRULY THE ESSENCE OF PLUS ULTRA! THE NEXT CHALLENGE IS A TEAM EVENT; A CAVALRY BATTLE! YOU ALL HAVE FIVE MINUTES TO PICK YOUR THEM AND GET INTO POSITION! FIRST PLACE OF THE PRELIMINARY EVENT IS WORTH TEN MILLION POINTS! GOOD LUCK!"

"Hey Ground Zero, what's a cavalry Battle?"

"A four person team is in a horse and rider formation. The rider is on top with the other three on the back left and right and in the front. We can be on the same team, and since you're tired, you can be on top. You won't have to do much, but keep our headbands safe. We can have Shi- Kirishima join us, but we need one more person."

"How about Sero? He can use his tape to secure the headbands to my neck."

"He already joined a team. Oi! Raccoon Eyes! You're on our team! Shitty Hair! Get over here!"

And just like that, a team was formed. Katsuki was in the back left, Eijirou in the front, and Mina on the back right. Sans had all the headbands closed tightly in a small blaster's mouth, hugged tightly to his chest. He was dozing in and out of the whole match, but he never let go of his blaster. He was shaken awake when he was on Katsuki's back. He grinned sleepily when he heard their team got second out of the four teams allowed to move on.

"ALRIGHT! TIME FOR WHAT YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR! THE FINAL EVENT IS A FULL ON BRAWL! EACH PERSON WHO WON THE CAVALRY BATTLE WILL FACE ONE ANOTHER! THE WINNER OF THAT FIGHT WILL MOVE ONTO THE FIGHT FIGHT, UNTIL THERE IS ONE WINNER! FIRST FIGHT, MIDORIYA IZUKU AND SHINSO AIZAWA-YAMADA! THE FIGHT WILL BEGIN IN TEN MINUTES, SO GO GET READY AND HYDRATE!"

Katsuki knew Sans somehow slept through the whole announcement so he carried Sans to where all the food stalls were. Some hotpot vendor looked to be questioning his life choices when Katsuki showed up.

"I need three big hot pots, one beef, one fish, and one vegetable. I'll also have spicy teriyaki chicken, and two bottles of ketchup!

The vendor's face lit up in joy, not even bothering to question the ketchup or voice that he didn't do teriyaki. But damn it, this was the first customer he had all day so screw it!

"Right away! That'll be thirty thousand yen, and it'll be ready in thirty minutes!"

"Good. We'll be sitting out here."

Sans slept on Katsuki's lap now. Katsuki had him positioned to where his feet and legs were draped around the picnic bench and his right side leaning heavily on Katsuki. The ketchup and two cups of ice water with lemon were dropped off by a young woman who looked at Sans with big stars in her eyes. Katsuki glared at her until she went away.

"Richter? Sans, it's time to wake up."

"Nooo. It's too early..."

"I have ketchup."

Sans made grabby hands without opening his eyes so Katsuki gave him one of the waters. That made him open his eyes, but mostly in confusion than anger.

"Drink the water. You can have your ketchup afterward. I got you some hotpots to help you get back some of your energy."

"Thanks..."

Sans was still a little out of it while he drank the water. He nuzzled his pale head right into Katsuki's warm neck.

"Spicy teriyaki chicken?"

"Mine."

Katsuki ate his chicken quickly and popped a mint in his mouth to not upset Sans's stomach. Sans, now finished with his water, popped the same straw into one of the ketchup bottles and happily drank away, more awake than before. The vegetable hotpot arrived first, and Sans surprised Katsuki by eating it all under five minutes, all while looking proper and without making a mess. Sans shared some of the seafood hot pot with him, and ate the whole beef one on his own.

"That was the best lunch ever! Thanks for lunch Ground Zero!"

"Of course it was the best! I bought it for the best person ever!"

"Me?"

Sans playfully cupped his face and fluttered his eyelashes.

"No, me!"

Sans and Katsuki burst out in laughter at the joke.

"C'mon. That Raccoon Eye's fight should be done soon. She was paired up with Home Depot."

Still drinking his ketchup, it was flipped onto Katsuki's back and they (Katsuki) raced to the student seating to watch the fight. Mina won the fight, but only because Sero lost his footing on the edge of the platform and fell onto the grass.

"ALRIGHT FOLKS, NEXT UP WE HAVE SERO HANTA VS TODOROKI SHOTO!"

That fight barely lasted five seconds. Sans was concerned about Sero. Being engulfed in a block of ice that big surely would injure someone. Sans handed his ketchup bottle to Katsuki and took a shortcut to the edge of the platform.

Todoroki's eyes lit up when he saw Sans, but darkened when the pale boy took Sero's arm over his shoulder and disappeared. Sans took a shortcut into Recovery Girl's office. She wasn't there, and since Sero was unconscious, Sans used his healing magic to help dissipate the quickly onset hypothermia and superficial frostbite. It was a good thing he lived in Snowdin his whole life; his healing specialized in ice and snow based injuries.

"Gaster?"

"Hey Sero. You feeling good?"

"I'm a little cold and hungry, but overall fine."

"Good. We'll get you some food, a blanket, and we can go back into the stands to watch the next fight."

"Where's Recovery Girl?"

"Oh, uhh, she was here a little bit ago and left before you woke up."

Sans wrapped Sero in a blanket and shortcutted them both to the food vendors.

"Welcome back young man! What can I get for you? Another three hot pots?"

"No thanks, I would like some cold soba, some yakisoba, and a ketchup bottle."

"Right away! That'll be eight thousand yen and it'll be ready in five minutes!"

"Thank you!"

Sans gave him the money and sat on one of the benches with a Sero burrito.

"Did you use your quirk to get me to Recovery Girl's office?"

"Yeah. My home town is a winter wonderland all year round, so I'm very keenly aware of the danger of frostbite and hypothermia."

"Thanks man. I appreciate you saving my ass. So...Gaster Blasters?"

"Heh, I didn't want to showcase that but Aizawa forced my hand."

The small blaster on his shoulder was fed more magic to keep it from disappearing completely. It flew off of Sans shoulder and hovered around, looking for danger. Sero watched the little blaster with a look of awe.

"It's so small. The ones in the race were huge!"

"I can control the size of each blaster I summon."

"Here you go! Do come again!"

"Thank you."

Sans took the boxes of food, Sero's arm, and shortcutted back into the student seating, which was clear of Katsuki and Uraraka.

"Where'd Ground Zero go?"

"Who's Ground Zero?"

"He means Bakugo, Midoriya. Bro, his fight is next with Uraraka."

"Thanks Eiji. Hey, Todoroki!"

The dual haired teen looked over at Sans and caught a box that flew at his face.

"Eat up."

Sans gave the yakisoba to Sero and drank his ketchup while watching Katsuki and Uraraka walk out onto the platform. He was hyper focused on the fight, not noticing the smirking faces of his classmates. Uraraka's meteor shower attack greatly impressed Sans. It was clever and counted on Katsuki destroying most of the platform. Katsuki was, unsurprisingly, unfazed and destroyed everything with the biggest explosion of his life and she inevitably passed out.

"WHAT AN AMAZING FIGHT! BAKUGO KATSUKI MOVES ON AND URARAKA OCHAKO MOVES TO RECOVERY GIRL! NEXT FIGHT IS SANS GASTER VS IIDA TENYA!"

Sans took a shortcut to the platform while Iida ran there.

"WHOO, GO SANS! THAT'S MY BROTHER!"

Sans face lit up in blue and he hid his face in his hand..

"Paps..."

"Your brother?"

"Yeah."

"I won't lose to you, Gaster."

"Alright."

Sans yawned and sidestepped a flying kick aimed at his face. His right eye light was gone and his left was glowing bright neon blue. He was gathering his magic. Swinging his hand down a smaller ten foot Gaster Blaster appeared and flew toward Iida. It collided with his chest and tried to push him out of the arena.

Iida managed to push himself out of the way and rush Sans. Sans materialized another blaster and managed to swap places with it, just narrowly dodging another kick. Sans made the blaster knock Iida into the air and snap its jaws over both his legs.

"It's been fun Iida. But this is my win."

Iida struggled, but was set gently on the grass outside the arena.

"THAT WAS THE MOST GENTLE WIN OF THE DAY FOLKS! SANS GASTER IS NOT ONE FOR HURTING HIS FRIENDS! SANS GASTER MOVES ONTO THE NEXT ROUND AND IIDA IS LEFT BEHIND! THE NEXT FIGHT IS MIDORIYA IZUKU VS SHOTO TODOROKI!"

Sans shortcutted his way back into the student seating, yawning a great amount. Katsuki made his way from his previous seat to sit next to the ever exhausted Sans. He pulled his thermos out of nowhere (again) and handed it to Sans.

"Thanks Katsuki."

Sans leaned his weight on Katsuki, and lucidly drank the ketchup infused coffee. Katsuki's face was light pink as he ran his fingers through Sans's hair. Most of their classmates were at the food vendors getting some food and drinks. After a few minutes, Todoroki and Midoriya made their way out to the arena.

There were ice shards flying everywhere, causing every single person to shield their faces; or in Katsuki's case, Sans's face. Sans slept through the entire fight so far much to Iida's annoyance.

"How is he able to sleep through this?!"

"Iida, he sleeps through Mic's English class, you think he won't be able to sleep through this?"

Uraraka and Iida bickered in the back while Katsuki turned his head to glare at them. Sans was waking up slowly, to catch the end of the fight, where Midoriya was launched out of the arena in a wall covered in ice. Luckily Sans wasn't awake enough to assist the self destructive boys to Recovery Girl's office.

Sans stretched his arms, feeling the joints in his arms pop. Katsuki slung his arm over Sans's shoulder.

"NOW THAT WAS A FIGHT! MIDORIYA IZUKU IS SENT TO RECOVERY GIRL AND TODOROKI SHOTO MOVES ON! FOR OUR NEXT FIGHT WE HAVE KIRISHIMA EIJIROU VS SANS GASTER!"

Sans groaned and shortcutted to the arena. He sat on a blaster while yawning and rubbing his eyes. Eijirou jogged up onto the platform.

"Good luck bro!"

"You too."

Eijirou instantly hardened his skin when he saw the blaster open its mouth. He tried running forward but was sent flying with the attack. Eijirou managed to slam his fists into the concrete and managed to stay on the very edge of the arena. He was only grateful Sans was awake enough to tone down the intensity of the attack to not vaporize him, just push him back.

"Can't get rid of me that easy bro!"

"I know. Look up."

Sans's sleepy smirk put Eijirou on edge when he saw a smaller three foot blaster above him. It smacked him in the face and knocked him off the platform on the grass.

"IS IT ME, OR ARE SANS GASTER'S FIGHTS GENTLE AND QUICK? REGARDLESS OF THAT, HE'S STILL THE WINNER! HE MOVES ON AND KIRISHIMA EIJIROU DOES NOT! OUR NEXT FIGHT IS BAKUGO KATSUKI VS TOKOYAMI FUMIKAGE!"

Sans rode his blaster off the platform and sat on the grass with Eijirou. Eijirou pulled Sans onto his criss-crossed legs and sat his head on top of Sans's.

"Good fight bro, but you really should put more effort into them."

"I know, I'm conserving my energy for the finals. Me and Katsuki made a bet, and I won't lose."

Eijirou hugged Sans tightly as they watched Tokoyami surrender the fight, ten seconds in.

"THAT HAD TO BE THE QUICKEST FIGHT YET, IF YOU CAN EVEN CALL THAT A FIGHT! THE SEMI-FINALS ARE HERE AT LAST! SANS GASTER VS TODOROKI SHOTO!"

"Wish me luck bro."

Sans rode a new blaster onto the stage and walked to his side. Todoroki walked out onto the field and didn't wait for anything. He sent a massive tsunami of ice at Sans. It had to be twenty meters tall. Sans acted quickly and trapped himself inside a blaster's mouth, to protect himself; there was no chance in Toby Fox's good name that he would dodge it. Making the blaster break all the ice with a violet shriek, everyone was confused to see the Gaster Blaster and not Sans.

Everyone's eyes bugged out when they saw Sans climb out of the blaster's mouth. For the first time of the day, his lazy smile was replaced with a violently yellow and blue left eyelight and a deep frown.

"My turn."

The blaster behind him vanished and was replaced by ten, five meter blasters who's attacks hinged on Sans's raised arm. Todoroki sent another wave of ice toward Sans and created a wall of ice behind him. Sans's Gaster Blasters all grew another five meters. Sans's arm shot down, palm facing the incoming ice.

Each blaster shot their attacks, destroying the ice as quickly as it came and shot Todoroki out of the arena, breaking the ice wall behind him, and the concrete wall on the edge of the arena created by Cementoss.

Todoroki was rendered unconscious in the student seating, where the area he landed was destroyed. He had multiple bruises and a possible broken bone or two. Sans lifted his arm back up, and vanished each of the blasters. Eijirou was quick to catch Sans when he fell backwards.

"THAT WAS THE MOST INTENSE FIGHT SANS GASTER HAS BEEN IN TODAY! HE MOVES TO THE FINALS WHILE TODOROKI SHOT IS SENT TO RECOVERY GIRL! NOT SO GENTLE WITH THIS FIGHT, I GUESS! AFTER A TWENTY MINUTE BREAK FOR SANS GASTER AND BAKUGO KATSUKI TO RECHARGE AND ENERGIZE, THE FINALS WILL BEGIN!"

Katsuki was quick to take Sans and take him to the hotpot vendor. That man was ecstatic and already prepared the food Katsuki demanded before. Katsuki chuckled and paid him the money and took the food to the table.

"I need another order of this chicken old man!"

"Right! Give me five minutes!"

Sans was shaken awake and grumpily ate his hotpots, three cups of lemon water, and two bottles of ketchup. Katsuki ate his spicy chicken and water.

"Our fight is next, Richter. You better give it your all."

"Trust me, I will. I won't lose our bet. Also, here's a bit of incentive so you do your best, though I'm sure you won't need it."

Sans leaned over the table and kissed Katsuki's left cheek. Sans's face was light blue, but Katsuki's face was a furious scarlet.

"Think of that as an incentive to get your prize if you win. Are you excited?"

"Oh, I'm winning this whole damn tournament!"

"ALRIGHT LISTENERS WHO'S READY FOR THE FINALS!"

Sans shoved the last bits of the seafood hotpot into his face and shortcutted both of them to the arena.

"HOLY- SANS GASTER USED HIS QUIRK TO GET THEM BOTH HERE! THE LEVEL OF SPORTSMANSHIP THIS YOUNG MAN HAS IS ASTONISHING! BUT WE WANT TO SEE THE FIGHT THAT DECIDES THE WINNER OF THE UA SPORTS FESTIVAL!"

Sans, surprisingly, started the fight by sending three ten foot blasters flying at him. Katsuki flew over them and toward Sans. Sans shortcutted behind Katsuki and tried to elbow the back of his head. His elbow was caught and he was thrown across the arena.

Sans shortcutted again right in front of Katsuki, surprising the blonde with his light blush and lazy grin.

"Hey."

Sans caught Katsuki off guard by kneeing him in the gut and using a blaster to knock him off his feet. Katsuki was back on his feet and blew up the blaster trying to knock him out of the ring. Sans surrounded Katsuki with about twenty ten foot blasters. They all fired at once, but Katsuki blew up half of them, but was still sent flying. Sans shortcutted behind Katsuki and used a huge blaster to trap Katsuki in its mouth.

"I've already seen this trick, Richter!"

Katsuki blew up the blaster he was in and used his explosions to build up his momentum to ax kick Sans's outstretched hand. Sans, realizing what he was planning, shortcutted away and sent more blasters at Katsuki.

These blasters were blown up, but served as the distraction Sans needed. He was twenty feet above the platform with two small blasters under his feet. Behind him were ten five meter blasters. Sans swung his arm down and they all fired. Katsuki tried to fight the force of the blasts, but the ground behind him was crumbling away and he was losing his balance.

"This fight is mine!"

One, two foot blaster collided with Katsuki's chest and shoved him onto the grass. Sans was exhausted with a capital E after that. He used so much magic, but he won. Both the festival and their bet.

"AND THAT'S IT! THE WINNER OF THE SPORTS FESTIVAL IS SANS W. GASTER! lETS GIVE IT UP FOR, NO WAIT....HE'S SLEEPING?!"

Sans was sleeping standing up on his blasters, still twenty feet in the air. The pro-hero Kamui Woods, helped get Sans down and handed him off to Eijirou, who was laughing hysterically. Papyrus, Natsumi, Ichika, Hizashi, Aizawa, Shinso, and Asriel made their way down from the stands. Eijirou was holding Sans while walking next to Bakugo, who was trying to take Sans from him.

"No way man, you got to hold him all day! It's my turn damn it!"

"Tsk! You get to hold him every damn day!"

Papyrus ended that argument by snatching Sans into a tight hug where he snapped awake and started yawning and stretching.

"Is the fight over? Who won?"

"You did, brother! The Great Papyrus is so proud of you!"

"Heh, thanks Paps. You can set me down now."

Sans and Katsuki were corralled back to the fixed arena where four differently sized podiums stood. Sans stood on the highest, Katsuki the second highest, Todoroki on the third, and Tokoyami on the fourth.

All Might gave them their medals, which they all received gratefully. Sans had a laugh when everyone assumed he would say Plus Ultra, but his laughter was cut short when he fell asleep on the podium.

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