Your pov

You feel as if you need to tell the rest of the group, but you were afraid of them not believing you, telling Papyrus of your attempt, and getting impaled in the gut by a giant bone.

Nonetheless, it has to be done.

You were going to walk over to Toriel's place when you just about bumped into a certain skeleton character.

"Sans! Oh, thank goodness!" You exclaim. "Hey, have you been watching the news lately?"

Sans shrugged. "Did it involve an annoying dog figuring out how to time travel on accident?"

You look at Sans, baffled. "No, but that is pretty impressive. Let me guess, it was supposed to be a simple art project?"

He shook his head. "Nah. He was simply dreaming then he was face-to-face with a cyborg. Suprisingly, scientists think this took place in the past."

Your eyes slightly widened in surprise. You remembered your task at hand then shook your head to clear your mind. "Anyways, I was wondering if you've seen this?" You ask him in concern as you hold up your phone with a picture you took of the news crime scene photo on TV. Sans glances here and there over the photo with his eyes. You think you noticed deep thought and concern in his eyes. Nonetheless, he shrugged cooley with his eyes closed. "Sorry, kiddo. Don't know nothing about that."

"Oh" You sigh as you put your phone to rest and away. "I was just wondering because, you know, we were just at the same park. It's a pretty big place, though. I didn't see anything myself."

Sans nodded in understanding. "Well, when I find out something I'll let you know. Later, sport." He says as he walks past you.

"Wait," You call out to him. "I was showing you because..don't take this the wrong way, but I think the man in the photo might be..might be Papyrus." You stammered out. You saw a slight flash of blue in his eye that only lasted a quarter of a millisecond, but was quickly replaced with his usual calm, chill look.

"Hey, no worries, kid. I'm not gonna get mad at ya or anything. In fact, I completely understand."

You give the look of slight surprise. "Really?" You ask.

"Sure," he replies. He then gives off a slight cold glare. "We talk." He then turns back around and walks toward where he's heading.

Oh, boy. You think to yourself. What has he been saying that gest Sans of all people in a tight knot?

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I'M SO SORRY FOR NOT POSTING LATELY THERE'S BEEN LOTS OF SCHOOL STUFF LOTS OF FRIEND STUFF LOTS OF FAMILY STUFF LOTS OF EX STUFF AND ALSO I KINDA FORGOT ABOUT THE STORY

Sorry.

I haven't been updating lately b/c I haven't had a lot of alone-in-my-room-on-my-phone time lately, so I couldn't get any inspiration.

I hope you like this fart that randomly came out of my head *awkward thumbs up*

Author-Kun out✌