A/N: Now I have more ideas for this fanfic, so we'll see what happens.

Also apparently it's single skeletor day, so it's Sans' day. Also, I'm editing chapter 1 for more details.

it was a couple days ago so here we go with the next chapter-yes, it's short, ungodly short, I'm ending on cliffhanger because i have more ideas, it's just late.

Chapter 6 Adjusting to life that makes no Sanse-(flashback chapter)

The funniest thing about being a monster is...that, I used to see monsters in a whole different light. I used to be proud of taking my bat and "taming" them to be good monsters again. If I ever did that here, I would be given very funny looks...if not outright seen as disgusting. Gaster told me that much when I told him about my world. Apparently, the things I did weren't as noble as I thought they were, but what kind of mom just gives her kid a baseball bat and tells him to go kill things with it-my mom.

I do miss her, sort of. I say sort of, because-well...it's been years since I last saw her face or seen her smile, so I tend to forget, sometimes. The repeating timelines don't help that much in regards to my sanity, either, or my sans-ity. Sometimes, making jokes is the only way I stay sane, you know? It's just that...I can't help but think that...maybe, it's time to tell the truth to the one who deserves to know the truth.

My brother.

Yes, that brother.

Yes, that human-hunting maniac.

On the one hand, you might think I've resigned myself to utter stupidity and will now be the skeleton killed and dismembered by Papyrus for shits and giggles. But no, family is family and my brother won't kill me over that. Or would he...?

On second thought, I'm never going to finish that sentence. Papyrus would never be evil. Ever.

Anyhow, I remember literally shaking so much when Gaster would start telling Papyrus what humans were like.

Papyrus just thought I was scared of humans, though. Boy, that was traumatizing beyond all compare.

"Oh, Sans, you must be scared of these humans, too! Worry not, for I, the great Papyrus, will protect you from the humans! When I find a human, I will capture and destroy them!"

I sighed. "That's reassuring, little bro." Still, I was afraid to sleep that night...for about five seconds, since Papyrus can't hurt a fly.

I think the one thing that's changed is my apathy. I always used to be so...so brave, so bold, so heroic. But with time, I've just given up hope. I'm not the guy who can be the hero anymore, I'm just satisfied with watching. But watching means you're not doing what you should be doing. Frisk has shown me enough times, that if I don't do what I can, then things won't go right.

Then I'll be stuck with them, slashing at me-I'm half-convinced they know I'm more than what I seem-ever since they saw me spilling blood, Chara seems more edgy around me than ever. It bothers me, but if they know, I won't hesitate to kill them. I'll die before I have my identity revealed. Not unless it's absolutely ness-sary. And yes, that pun was essential. Otherwise, it wouldn't have made any sanse.

I look over at my bedroom door, which is usually locked so no one can see all of this old stuff from when I was a human, and sigh. It's time.

I turned the knob and stepped out.

"Yo, Papyrus!" I cried out.

He's cooking food again.

"Yes, Sans?" He answers.

"We...We need to talk about something." I say.

This is it. The moment of truth I've been waiting for for a long time.

I must now take it.

"About what?" Papyrus asks.

I swallow before making my way down the stairs.

If Papyrus kills me I've made the biggest mistake of my (after) life. If not, then I live another day.

Still...I have to trust in my brother.

I open my mouth.

"So, bro...what would you do if there was another human in the underground?"