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     Remy was really worried about you. You only laughed when he talked to you, and you were struggling to keep yourself together.

He shouldn't be so stressed out. You weren't! You gave up a while ago, and you are perfectly content here.

Until the evil creatire who pit you here showed up again.

He left you there for months, with the intent of cracking your sanity.

Well it worked.

"￦€'ll Th¡S ￦θrK€d B€tT€r tH@n I tHθμgHt..."
He says, staring at you.

You didn't care. Seeing his yellow teeth and blue tears was somehow hilarious.

"(Y/n), you do realize this is exactly what he wants, right?"
Remy says. He grabs your face, pointing it at him.

"YES! I KNOW!"
You scream.

Error chuckles loudly. To him, it just seems like you are answering his first statement.

"Nθw tH@T Th@T ¡S θμT θf TH€ ￦a¥..."
He starts, summoning blue strings.

The strings wrap around your soul again. Somehow, you find the stinging in your chest amusing.

A rough slap echoes in the emptiness.

Remy puts his hand down, staring at you harshly. You wonder how he did that, considering he is only in your head.

You don't find the burning in your soul funny anymore.

"o-oh... God..."
You whisper. You start to shiver violently.

Your marbles have been gathered, and you realize the weight of this situation.

Your captor is back, and Remy just brought back your sanity.

How did he shove your lost marbles back in your head, with only an immaginary slap? You were so confused.

Genuinely thinking about this was a good sign.

"￦h@T  k¡Nd θf  TθrTμr€ sHθμLd  ¡  μS€  f¡RsT?"
Error says with a menacing tone.

A loud whooshing can be heard, and voices drift into your ears.

Error is talking with himslef a few feet away, so you take the opportunity.

Not to far away a small colorful dot appears. It seems as if the whitness around you got a hole punched into it.

You can just barely overhear an argument. You think you recognize two out of three voices.

"We are NOT sending him in there!"

"He is the only one that can fit! The hole is too small!"

"Well make it bigger then!"

"This is a gaurded part of the multiverse! I can't just make it bigger!"

"It is ok brother! I, the magnificant Sans, am up for the task!"

"I am not letting you throw him in there!"

"He has to! We have to find her!"

"Do you remember what happened last time he was in there?!?!"

"Ugh... Yes... I do..."

Error suddenly huffed, pulling your attention to his turned back.

"I h@v€ tθ g€T sθm€tH¡nG, ¡'lL b€ B@cK."
And with that he swiftly exits the void, leaving you once again to listen to the voices.

"LOOK! He left, Sans will be fine!"

"We don't know when he will come back!"

"Brother, I will do this for (y/n)!"

"Fine... Just... Be careful, will ya bro?"

"Of course brother! See ya soon!"

And with that something shot through the hole.

Or someone.

"SANS?!?!"
You shout, taken aback. How did he get here?

"Yes! It is I, the magnificent Sans! Here to rescue the wonderfull (y/n)!"
Sans says happily. This was the Sans from the first universe you got stuck in. The one where personalities were switched.

"Hurry! Follow me!"
He says, grabbing your hand. You start to run, only to be yanked back by something.

You forgot about the strings.

You scream as a searing pain rips through your chest, as if your very culmination was having the life squeezed out of it.

Wait.

That's exactly what was happening.

The switched Sans suddenly stopped, looking at you worriedly.

"Oh no! I will fix that!"
Sans shouts, running back over to you.

He delicately touches the strings, and they start to unravel at his touch. Hm... That's weird. Sans notices your confusion.

"His strings are repelled by someone who has shown him kindness."
Sans says. Who has shown him kindness? Do these two have some sort of history?

Sans pulls you towards the hole, slipping through it before reaching towards your hand.

You grab Sans's hand, trying your hardest to think small thoughts. First your shoulders, then your hips, and finally your feet. You fall onto a floor in a heap, risking one last glance at the dangling blue strings, before the portal closes.

You let out a sigh of relief before taking in your surroundings. Remy hovered in a corner, observing as well.

Three skeletons stood before you, two of which you are already familiar with. The Papyrus-like-Sans and the
Sans-like-Papyrus. They both smiled down at your sprawled form. You quickly get to your feet.

The last skeleton was... Another Sans? How many were there?

This new Sans is a little taller than your Sans. He is clad in brown cloak, almost like what elves where in movies. Around his waist is your Sans's classic blue jacket. The Sans had brown boots, and a brown scarf hanging down past his kneecaps. He has splotches of what looks like ink splattered on his cheek.

That's adorable!
You think. Then you mentally slap yourself.

Moving on!

He wears a long sash, adorned with several viles of what seems to be paint. Slung on his back is what looks like a giant... Paintbrush?!?! That's not weird at all. Oooookkk!

Something about him was familiar...
You look him over, and notice his eyes.

One pupil was a star, and one was a circle.

This was the mysterious figure from before.

"Y-you?"
You say, gaping at him.

He gazes back, in a way that almost looked...caring? No, no. You just met this guy. It must be something else. Maybe pride! That's it! He was proud of saving you. And you were thankful.

"H-Hello again (y/n)!"
He says, with a slight stutter.

He is adorable when he stutters
You think.

Wait what?!?!

You brush it off, holding out your hand.

"W-Well, nice to finally meet you uh... Sans?"
You finally manage to say.

The Sans notes your confusion.

"Ya, the hole 'Infinite you's' thing does get confusing! Call me ink!"
He says, smiling. He points a finger at the other Sans and Papyrus.

"The dimensions call him Blueberry, or just blue."
Blue beems when he is mentioned.

"Sup. They call me Carrot. But please, don't say that to my face, kay?"
Papyrus, or Carrot, says. You smirk playfully. That was a hilarious name.

"Okay then! Ink, Blue, and- uh... Papyrus!"

You catch yourself before you called him 'carrot'. He just told you not to say it to his face.

"So... What do we do now?"