Prologue

New Guys in Town

If Sans had a heart, it would be beating at a thousand miles per hour.

Frisk stood in front of him, their eyes open revealing their normally-hidden bright red eyes. It was clear what was happening, Chara had taken over the other again. It had been a problem since the 3rd run, when they had RESET from their Pacifist Run. Chara had taken over at random moments, RESETING the world at random and plunging Sans back into his personal purgatory.

Frisk swiped at him, and Sans dodged to the side; jumpstarting time as he attacked, keeping the other from attacking for several turns. Bones and blasts tore the hallway around them apart, Sans taking a hold on the others soul and throwing them into a pillar. Frisk slammed through it, sending stone crashing to the ground.

The same breath of air, the same slash of a metal blade, the same feeling of his brother's scarf wrapped almost too-tightly around his neck… had Sans grown bored of this rush of adrenaline?

Another dodge, another throw, another flurry of bones and blasts; there wasn't anything new to this dance of theirs. Had Sans grown bored of this? Had he grown bored of this useless battle for revenge?

He didn't have long to ponder it, a blade slicing through his chest on cue. The pain didn't come, or at least, he didn't feel it. Had he grown bored of the pain too?

The darkness, followed by his brother taking him into his arms into a hug as they plunged downwards into the emptiness of the VOID, all of it was the same. Maybe he had grown bored of it all.

Maybe he could try something new in the next RESET.

"SANS! WAKE UP! SOMETHING HAS HAPPENED!" Papyrus' words woke up Sans from his grungy sleep; his brain jolting at the unheard words.

"W-Wait… can you repeat that?" Sans asks, staring up at Papyrus in amazement, and then at his surroundings when he realized he wasn't lying in his bed tangled in his sheets, but instead in front of the entrance to the RUINS. What were they doing here?

"I SAID, SOMETHING HAS HAPPENED! I WOKE UP HERE FROM THE STRANGEST NIGHTMARE OF A HUMAN AND NOT IN MY BED!" Sans jolted, looking up at Papyrus with hope welling up in his chest.

"W-Wait… you remember?"

"REMEMBER WHAT?"

"What happened in your dream?" Sans questions, grabbing his brother's hands.

"WELL, UMM, A HUMAN CAME TO US, AND REFUSED TO SOLVE MY PUZZLES! THEY WERE RATHER UNPLEASANT, AND THEN KILLED ME RIGHT BEFORE THE ENTRANCE TO WATERFALL! WHEN THEY LEFT, YOU CAME UP AND PICKED UP MY SCARF AND FOLLOWED THEM! AT THE VERY END, THEY KILLED YOU IN THE ROYAL JUDGE'S HALL!" Tears welled up in Sans' eyes, and he pulled the other into a tight hug.

"Oh thank god… someone else remembers besides me. For once I'm not alone in this-!" Sans cries, and Papyrus awkwardly patted his back.

"YOU MEAN TO TELL ME THAT… THAT REALLY HAPPENED?" Sans looked up at Papyrus, a wide smile.

"Yes! Yes, it's around the 527th time it has happened! And this time someone else remembers!"

"527TH?!"

"Yeah, the human has the ability to rewind time and change their actions. I've always been the only one who ever remembered."

"WELL, THIS CERTAINLY EXPLAINS WHY YOU ARE SO LAZY. BUT ENOUGH OF THAT, SANS, WHERE ARE WE?" Sans smiled, standing up and pulling Papyrus up with him.

"Entrance to the RUINS, I don't know why we woke up here but if you're remembering the last timeline than something must've changed. But whatever it is, I don't want it ruin-ing our time together!" Sans jokes, and Papyrus groaned.

"BROTHER, NOW IS NOT THE TIME!"

"It is always the time, Pappy! Stop being so cold." Sans smirks, and Papyrus lets out a yell of anger before picking him up and shaking him.

"STOP IT, SANS! I REFUSE TO DEAL WITH YOUR HORRIBLE PUNS WHEN I HAVE JUST WOKEN UP!" Sans laughs loudly and joyfully.

"Wow bro, no need to get so shaken up; I just want to show I carry-bout you!" Papyrus sighs into Sans' shoulder, shaking his head.

"THERE ARE DAYS WHERE I HATE YOU SO MUCH."

"I love you."

"I LOVE YOU TOO, DEAR BROTHER; BUT WE SHOULD PROBABLY MAKE OUR WAY BACK TO SNOWDIN. I'D LIKE TO SIT DOWN AND EAT SOME BREAKFAST BEFORE LEAVING FOR PATROLS." Sans nods, snuggling into Papyrus' grip as his bro started to walk. He felt his eyes start to droop as they approached the bridge, when suddenly Papyrus stopped walking.

"Bro? You okay?" Sans asks, looking up. Papyrus looked confused and slightly scared, unable to move more than glancing down at him.

"I… I CAN'T MOVE! IT'S LIKE YOU ARE USING YOUR BLUE MAGIC ON ME!" Sans sat up in Papyrus' arms, confusion running through him before recognition jolted through him.

This is exactly what happens when he and Frisk meet up at this spot.

"Pappy… Pappy turn around. Trust me and turn around." Sans whispers, right as footsteps start to walk towards them.

Right as Papyrus went to, however, a voice sounded out behind them.

"Well you're new. Regardless, don't you know how to greet a new pal?"

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Welcome to Hoodies and Collars, a Red (Uf Sans) x Sans story! This is only the prologue, but I hope ya'll enjoy it and are willing to continue reading when the actual chapters start to come out! Have a nice day! ^-^