-One week later-

~Y/n's POV~

I was currently laying on the carpet in pure boredom. Neither of the skeleton brothers were home so it was just me and the house. Papyrus would be gone for another four hours and Sans... I have no idea. I kept on thinking of what I could do, maybe I could go on a walk... Then again what if something were to happen to me? Wait, I got an idea! I went upstairs and sneaked into Sans' room. It was really messy, but that's not too surprising. I looked around and spotted something interesting, it was a book labeled 'Diary'. I giggled to myself and decided to read it, what can I say? I'm a little mischievous when I'm bored. I flipped through a few boring pages until I found some about me. I read a few words about our encounter until I found his description of me. It read: 'A girl with beautiful h/l h/c and gorgeous e/c eyes that shone in the moonlight. She wore a f/c zipped-up jacket with long black jeans and some s/f/c tennis shoes. No wonder that guy tried to take her, she was hot.' I blushed heavily, did he really think that? I flipped a few more pages and saw an entry about the day I told him about my abilities. It read: 'Today Y/n told me about her powers, I had to admit that they were pretty awesome. She's able to manipulate matter, that's a pretty powerful skill and the fact she is able to hide it so well is incredible. I couldn't sense a thing, I wonder if she could make one of my Gaster Blasters.' I blushed again, I never considered my abilities to be powerful. But the way he said it did make it seem extremely powerful. Suddenly I heard the door downstairs shut. "Y/n? You home?" Sans called from downstairs, I couldn't help but notice he sounded a little drunk. I quickly closed the book and put it where I found it, I rushed out the room and closed the door silently. "Yeah!" I called back. I rushed down the stairs and saw that he had a hand on the wall to keep himself from falling. "Sans? Are you ok?" I asked while walking closer, once I did I could smell alcohol on him. "I-I'm f-fine, just a *hiccup* little drunk." He stuttered, from the looks of it he was more than a 'little' drunk. I sighed. "How many drinks did you have?" I asked. "12." He responded. I gasped, he usually only had 4 or something but 12?! I walked closer and put his arm around my shoulders. I put the other hand on his waist to support him, he let go of the wall and let me lead him to his room. "You need rest, and some medication. It's not healthy to drink that much alcohol." I told him while setting him on his bed, he only hiccuped and nodded. I went out of his room and down the hall to the bathroom, I searched in the medical drawer and found just what I needed. I grabbed the dissolving medicine and walked downstairs to the kitchen, I quickly got a glass of water and put the medicine in. It dissolved quickly and I rushed back upstairs to Sans' room. He was still sitting there, he looked completely wasted. I gave him the cup and sat down next to him. He took a small sip but instantly gagged and quickly swallowed it. "I know it tastes bad but you need it Sans, what can I do to make you take it?" I asked. He looked over at me, there was some emotion that shined in his eyes but I didn't know which one. "Can you tell me what you were doing in here earlier?" He questioned. I stared at him dumbfounded. "I.. Um..." I was lost of words.  I sighed and decided to tell him. "I read your diary."