"Are you crazy!?" You yelled, slapping this guy in the face. He was clearly stunned by the slap. "You coulda got us killed! I mean don't get me wrong, Im thankful for you getting me out of there, but to almost get us killed?"

"Hey, I got us out didnt I?" he said rubbing his cheek. "And who ya callin crazy? You got yourself into the most notorious criminal Mafias out there by choice." You let out a low growl. "Well excuse my curiosity. I was told there was a haunted ambondon warehouse and wanted to see if ut was true."

He let out an annoyed sigh. "Humans are weird creatures... Okay then..." he said walking precariously closer to. You backed up, internally gratefull that the tree limb was wide enough to put your feet down. He backed you up to the trunk hands on either side of your head.

"Tell me how yoyr acquainted with the King?" "K-King? What the hell; Im not acquainted with any royalty." His expression darkened. "Oh really now? So why is it that King Asgore, my boss, the godfather of the mafia Im in, made me stick my neck out for a troublesome girl like you?"

Asgore? Asgore Dreemur? "Has anything happened to Asgore?" His face lightened into a less pissy face. "Oh so you do know him... how and why?" "He's my uncle. Frisk was my cousin and then she got adopted by them." His arms left your sides. "And why is it he wants you in his office?" You shrugged. "Hell if I know."

He let out an annoyed sigh. "Well then... How do ya feel bout coming to the Kingdom Team?" You knew that one. It was Frisk's team. "On one condition... You take me straight to Frisk. I dont want to deal with Asgore right away." He looked at you, brow bones knitted. "You're not in any positions to make those claims kid... buuuut... if it'll make ya go quietly..." he put out his hand. You took it and shook. "Deal...?" "Deal," Sans confirmed.

You look down to see the hooded figures scurrying like ants through the forest. "We need a diversion to escape... is your getaway car close by?" He scoffed. "How'd you know I have one?" "You're a mafiosa, arent you? You usaully have someone to be the getaway right?"

He laughed. "Im starting to see why Boss like's you." You rolled your eyes. "Well is he or is he not?" "He is," Sans said pulling out a walkie talkie.

"Yo bro... we gotta new objective." "And what is that, Sans?" a skeletor like voice said. Sans smirked with a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Hit and run with a barrel of fun..."