"So, how are we supposed to find Error, Paps?" Sans asked, slipping his hands lazily in his hoodie pockets.

"Oh, no, we don't find Error; Error finds us," Papyrus corrected with a smile. "I... don't exactly remember how to go to different AUs; only my Sans does. But I know that he'd notice the disturbance in the universes, so he'd probably try to come looking for Sans Classic - you. He should be here momentarily looking for you."

Sans nodded in understanding. That seemed to make a bit of sense. Well, not really. Why would Error come looking for him and not Ink? After all, Ink is the one who creates AUs while Error destroys them, at least according to Papyrus. Well, frankly he didn't really care who came to help him, so long as he and the other Sanses made their ways back home. "So, how long do I gotta wait?"

"Not̸ ̢͞ļ̶͞o҉͢ń̶͝g͘ ͡a̕͝t͟͏̷ ̶al͘͡l."

Sans jumped a bit at the new voice, which sounded incredibly glitchy like some kind of broken recorder. The voice came from above, so instinctively he and Papyrus both looked up to find a black creature up above. He looked to be another Sans as well, only his attire seemed to be averted in color. He also had little lines all over him with a few "ERROR" symbols floating around him, and his bloodshot eyes were leaking what looked to be blue tears. He was hanging upside down by blue strings, which were all tied around his fingers.

"Heya, how's it hangin'?" Sans chuckled with a lazy grin. The pun was overly used - even Sans would admit that - but he still refused to give up any opportunity that called for it.

"I̷f̢͏ ̸̛I̴̸ ͢h̀͏a̶̡d͟͝ ͘͏5̛g̴ ̧f̨o͏r ̶͘ev̀e̡r͠y̛ ͘͏t́͞i̕͘͢m҉͟e̷͘ ̀I҉̴ ̶̡͠h̡e̛͡a͜r̷d̕ ̸̴t͞ḩ̷͝ą͠ţ́ ̴͞j̸ok͏̶̴e̢̕..͟͡.͘͏͢" the doppelgänger groaned as he rolled his eyes. He righted himself up and landed between Sans and Papyrus. "S̸͠o҉,͟ ̡y͜͠o̡ú͞'̵̵͞ŕ̶̵é̵̕ ̷̵̢S̶an͠͏̵s̶ ͜͠C̨l̵͘͞a̶҉s͜͝s̛͡i͠͡c͏͜,̴ ҉̸͟h͜͡u̡͡h͟͟? ͘͝Wi̧̛s͡h I̛ ̛͡c͏ơ͝u͞͝l͠͏͞d̛́҉ s͟a̧͟y̴͠ ̀̕it̴̕͡'͢s̀͢͞ ̸̛͞a ́pl͟͡e̶̷a҉̡ś̶͢u̕͢r̀͟͞e̴ ̀͠t͏ò̧ ͘͠m̕͢e̶et̵̶͘ ̶̸̛y̸o̸͝ư͢͢, ̢b҉u̡̢͢t͠ ͘̕I͝͡'̧͏ve̸ s̛͜͠éen̴̴͠ ͏̵y̸̕͘o̶̷ų ̵à f̵e̴҉w̕̕ t͏i҉̀m҉e̕ş̸ ͏͡a̶̴r̷͡o̢̧u͝n̴d̛͠ ́͏a͞c̕t̨̀u͞a̶͘͜l̀͏l͝͠y͢.̨͢ ̧͠P̶͝r͢o̴̢b̶a̕b͟͏ĺy͘͜ ̷̕b̕e҉c҉̷à̵͜ư̧s͏̡e ̴͜Ì͏ c̷a̵̕n̛̕͝ ͜s̕͜͠e͞e̴ ̡͜e̵͡v̡e̢҉r̷̶y̧͟ţhi͡ńg̕ ̶̡i͏̴͜n̡͟͟ ̡̛th͢e̸͠ ͠҉a͞n͢͜t̡̨i̡-v̸̸oìd̡.͞"

Sans found it a little difficult to understand his speech as it was keeping on lagging and raising in pitch at random. "And you're Error, huh? Well, you probably know of the error in the multiverse. Got any plans on how to fix it?"

"Ś͠͠t̸̀̀op̵ wi҉͡th̷́ ̨̕t̶h͘o͞şȩ̢ ̴̀p͘͞ú̕͠ns҉̸͜ ͏̷͘a҉n̶͏d̸͞ ̡͘͘I̢̨͘'͞l͘l̸ ̵t̴e̕͘͡ļ͢l͢͢ y̴̨͘ou̷͢,̸͏" Error warned with a glare. He rose his arm and swiped it off to the side, causing a white glitchy portal to appear.

Sans found his breath was caught in his throat, and his eyes widened. Out of everything he had experienced today, this was perhaps the strangest. "Whoa, that's pretty trippy."

"C͏̡o͜͝m̴͠e ̵o̶̶̕n҉̡,͢ ̸̴̡Sa̢ns̛,̸͜͟ w̢e̕ ͞ç͡͞a͡ń'̴t ̴́̕w̧͏͝a̵̛s͡t̴͠e͜ ͟a͝n͏͝y̸̧͜m͏̡ó͢r͘͞e̢ ͡t͢im̕e̸͝,̡" Error cautioned, gesturing for Sans to step through. He held out his arm as Papyrus began to step forward. "S̶͠͠o̷͏͢ŕ̡͜r͢͏̢y,҉ ̨̨p͞a̷͠l,̨̧ ̀b̶̡ut͢͢ ̸͝th̛̀͜i҉ş͡ ̀ì̵̸s̕͞ ̴̧͠s̸̕o҉m҉̶e͞t̛h͢i҉́͢ng ̧ǫ̴͘n̵̨l̴͠y͏͏ S͝a̷ń̸̸s ͞C̶̵͝l̷͟a̴͞ss͝҉͘i̛c ̴̧s̷͠h̸̡͢o̷u̕͢͝l̛͟͟d́͡ ̷͏s͜e͢͝e͢͜.͏͞ ̕̕͝S͏҉t͜á̡͠y̶͘͟ ̷͡b҉̨eh̵i̸n̨d҉͡ ͜͠a͏n͟͏d҉ ͞w͘͠a̷͝i̢̧t̵͘͘ ͘͘f͡o͡͏ŕ̷ ͡T͏a͜f̸̀f͘҉̸y̵͘ ͏͜Sa̶̢͘ńs̡͢ ̕͜͝t̴o͜ c̴͡ơ͝me͢ b̢̕a̵̢c̢̀͢ḱ͏,͜ ̵̸eh̷̛?̀͠"

"O-Oh, okay," Papyrus stammered before backing back up. "Sans, please do your best to fix everything, and bring my brother back."

"Don't worry, bro from a different world," Sans chuckled. "I'll set everything right. See you choco-later." Snickering as the chocolate monster let out a frustrated shout, he stepped into the anti-void.

Everything in the anti-void was absolutely white, it was almost blinding. There was absolutely nothing in this area, he didn't even know if he was standing on a floor or just floating around in space. Needless to say, it was starting to freak him out. He watched as Error walked in behind him and closed the portal.

"Is this where you live or something?" Sans asked, a chill running down his spine as he heard his voice echo into nothingness. "It's, uh... pretty big and empty."

"Ȩ̵ḩ̵, ̴͞you͏͝ g͏e̵̶t̷͟ ̴͜u͝҉ś͡e̵̸d̸ ̶͏̧t̸͡o ̷i̵͘t͞ ̷̷̨ą̴f̡̨͝te̷̕r̡ ̧a̡̛ ͞͏c̢o͟u̕͠pl̛̕͝e̸ ̧y͡ea͝r̵s͢͜,̕҉̀" Error replied with a shrug. "A͡͠҉n̵͘y͏w҉a͝y̕͜͡, ̧̨͜h͡e͢͢re̛'̵s ̵̧t͜҉h̕͟͟e͝ i͏s̸̴s̡̧ù͜e ̸͡a̷͢t̸͡͠ ҉h̀͢͠a̴͡͠ǹ͢ḑ̕:̡̕͞ ͏ỳo̸̸͠u͘͡ t̕o͘͡uc̡̛h͟in͡g ̀Bl̀ue͘҉ c̵a̕͡͝u͞s̀͢e̷̷d ̨́͟t̡͞he҉ ̴f̷̸͜a̧b̧̛r͢i͏҉̕c ͘o̢f ̕s̷p̀a̶҉c̨é-̸̡t̡im̀͘e͠ ͡t̷o̡͞͞ ̴ri͟p̧̢͞ -̕ ͘a̕s̷ ̵͡͡yó̶͠u ̸̧͢p͝ro͟͡b̶a͜b̷ļy ̢͟͢k̷͟n͜͞òw ̸-͡ ͝an̴d ̡͝a͡ f͡ȩw̨͘͠ ̴͝A͟U̸̸͟s̕ ̶̕͡h̶͟a̴͟vè̸ ̀͡b̧̡́e͢e̡̢ǹ͠ ͝ȩ̀f̕f̷́͞ȩ̴̵c̡҉te̢͞d̸̀͞ ͏̵b̶҉y ͡t̸̨̢h̛i͏̸̀s͏ ̨͞a̶̕͘n̶͏͞o͡ḿ̨a̶͢͜l̨̧y͢. ͠N̵o̶͢͠w͢ ͝a̴̕ ̴̡̧f́͟è͢w҉̵ ҉̕͘S̛͟a͠n̷s̡͜e̢s͟͢ ̷ąr҉e̵ ͢śc͜á̡͟t̴̷t̴e҉́r̕͞e̸͟͡d̕ ̴a͟r̷̨o҉͢u͟n̛͘d̶ ̸a̵n̛͘d̸̕҉ ̴t́͜o͏t̶̕al͡l͜y҉̴͘ ̶͠s͜͏c̢r̡͠ew̷̴͝i̧n̴͝͡g͠ ̢e̢v͝͞er̕y̨͜t̛h͝iǹ̨g͏̛ ̢u̶͝p̀.͟͞"

Sans watched as his glitchy counterpart opened six portals, each one seeming to be the gateway to a different universe. He recognized one of them to be Candytale, the world he was just in, and the one at the very end on the right was his home world. There, he spotted Papyrus cooking spaghetti in the kitchen, and he noticed that Underswap's Sans was there alongside him; the two were engaged in an excitable conversation.

The other worlds showed different versions of himself and Papyrus, but all the Sanses seemed to be terribly out of place. Error began to explain each universe as they went down the row: the first one was called Underfell, where the Sans from Candytale was trapped in. Another world known as Outertale had the Sans from Underfell; Underswap had the Sans from Outertale; and his home world, Undertale, had Blueberry. And of course Sans himself was previously trapped in Candytale.

Everything was completely swapped around, and Sans winced at how strange and wrong everything was.

"So, how do we return my counterparts to their respective worlds?" Sans asked.

"P̛͡f͝ft̕͠,́͝ ͘͟͟we̷҉?̷ ̛W͘͡h̶͢o̸̡͘'̧̛s̀ ̡́w͟͟͠e̢? ͘͢͞I̧͟'m ̢͝n͢o̸̕͠t͢ ͏̢̧t̵̢a͟k͡in̛͜g ̨̢҉àn̨͠y͏̵͞ ̛̕͜p͠҉ar̸t͟͝͝ ́͏ơ͡͡f̨̛ ̶t̀h́͞i̢s,͠͞" Error chuckled quite rudely. "I'̨͘m̡͘ ̴͘j̨͢u͢͡ś̢t̶̵ ̵͝͏h̸̡̧e͞re͢ to̢ ͟s͢͠͏h͠o̶͡ẃ ͏̛yo̷u̢̢̡ ͞wh͢a̛͠t̸̢ t̶h̶͝e̶ ̵̵h̷͏̧ę̴̛ll͠ ỳ̶ờù̕ ̀̀d̷į́d̨̛́ ͞w̴͘r̵o͜ņ͏͘g͟͝.҉ ̨͞͏If͝͞ ҉y͠o͝u ̨͘w̡a̴̡n̡̧n͜͢͡a̶̵ ̷́f́i͡x͘ y͏ou̡͜͜r̨ ͢m͠i͘͝s͟ta͘͟k͏̵̕e͞͏,̵͡ yǫ͠͡u̷͝ ͏̧g̛̀ǫ̷̸tt͘a̢͝ ͘d̛o ̶̷i̡͟t͟ ͝y̸ou̡r͢͠ş̷͘e̡̛l̨͢f.͝"

"How do I do that?" the original shouted, feeling stress and frustration start to boil up in his chest. "I caused this whole mess just by touchin' one of them!"

"Ę͡a̡s̵̷y:́ ͏ỳ̨o̵u̡̢ g͘͡ó̡͠ ̶í̢͢n̡t̴̨ó̷̷ ͜ea̧c҉̵͝h̡̀ ͜͠wo̵҉͢rl҉d ̢͜an͢d ̢͢͡c̶͟oa҉̀x̢ ͡͠͡é̛͡a̴̸͠çh̸ ̕͟S͜a̸͝n͡͏ş́͞ ̨҉͡i̡n̶͝t̴͟o̸̵҉ th͠͏è a̧nt̛͜i҉-́͡v͏̸oi͝d̴͜ ̵͏̛so y͟ou҉ ̡͟ć͜an̴̕͞ ̴̧f͠͝͝ì̕ņ̕d ͡the͢҉i̷͢r ̀h͞o̸̢͠m̨è̡̕ ̕͞ẁ̛͠o͜͡r̀̀l͜͜ḑ͜ ͡a̴͡n̴̡d̵ ̀̀͘bri̢n͝g̶̵ ̢t͝h̀͜͡e̡͡m̡̀͜ ͟҉ba͢c̵k̶̷͟.̷͜"

"Wouldn't it be easier if you did that instead?"

"Y̛͡ę̵a̶̧̕h̴̷̨, ̶̧p̢͡ŗ̴̀o͏̧̀b̛͜á̛͘b̡́ļ͘y̸̨͞," Error shrugged, "b́ut̴ ̀I̶ d̢̛͜o͠͝n'̛͟t̨̧͘ ̷͘h̷͏͘e͘͢͞l͜͠p̶͡ ̛͢A̧͟U̶s;̸ I̸ ̛͘d̴e̵s̕͢͡tr̨̡ǫ͞y͘͝ ̶t̡́h̢͜͡é̵͜ḿ̵.̨͜ ̴̨͜B̴̢́ès͘i̛d҉es̶̷̛,̸̷ ̷i҉̴t҉'͢l͝l͢ ̕͝b̵҉e̷͞ ̡͞f̀u̷͞n͡ ̧w̴a̷͘t̴̢c͘h̀͡į̵̷n̷͞g̢͝ ̛y̷̕͠o͝͞u ͜͢s͜ţ́ŗ͢u̢͞g̕͠g̵̨le̶̡͢ t̷͘͝o ̵̴͝b̕ri͞n͡ģ͘ ̡́e͏a͘c͟͜h̢̀͡ ̀͟Sa͘n͡s̢͏̛ ́b̴̶a̢c̨k̴̀.̨̢͘ ̴͡I͡t͡'̷l͏͏ĺ͜ ̸̸b̧͜e ̶̢͘a͘ ̛͠ni̕҉̵c̵͢e ́̕͡l̴͘͠i̷͠t̸͞t͘͢l̛͡e̵͞ ͢͏s҉̨͟h̶҉ow͢҉ ̢́f͏o̕͡r̸̴ ̢m̡͝e͘͟.́͡"

Sans rolled his eye lights and grunted a bit. "Alright, alright. So, which one do I go to first?"

"W̷̧̛h̀͘͜y̴̧ w̶o̧̧͞u̢̧͘ld̕͜ ̷̧͜Į ͟c̵a͘͡r̶͞͝è͞?͘ ͜҉Ju̷̧͘s̴͝t pic͟k̵͢ ̢ò̴̧ne̶̡!̀͝" the glitchy monster growled. "B̷̕ut̛͜͟ ͝͏͢i̧f̧̢ ́y̕͏ò́u̴͠ ͝r̷̛e̸͞a̧l͡l̕y͞҉ w̧̢̡ąn҉̶ņ̴a̴ ̧̛b̶̡ę͞ ̷d͘͜i̶̛f̢̡̀fi̢c̴ú͢͡l̵̕͡t, ̴̡s̵̸t̸͏͠ar̢͟t͞͏ ̧ơ̢n̶ ̛t͜h̕͞e̸ ̸͝ĺ̢eft̡̕ ̡à̢͠n͞d̷͜ ̵̵̧wo̴͢r̛k̴̵͟ ͝y͏óu̴̶͟r͝ ̡͏̶w̢͟͡a̴̧͟y̴ tơ͘ ͝t̴̀h̛̛͘e͡ ŗ͏i͝g͡h́t.͘͡ ́͢͡H͢a͝p̸͝p͢͢͜ý̡͠?̵̀͡"

"Ecstatic," Sans huffed sarcastically. He wasn't exactly sure how one of his counterparts were so rude and pushy since he himself wasn't. Whatever, it didn't matter. "So this first world is Underfell, right? And that Sans in there belongs to Candytale?"

"Y͜e̕ś,̢" Error grinder his teeth in annoyance. "N̢ow͘͘ hù̕͢r̢̀͢r̵̢y̨͞ ̴up̧̕ s̷͢͞o̧ y̷̶o̶̡u̶͝ ͘͝ç͟a͘n ͏g҉ét͟ ́͏o͘͜͢ut̴t̡͡a̢͢ ͟͠͞h͠e͠҉̀r̕͠e̡͏,̕͟͝ I̷͟'̶̧m͢͝ ̷̕͟á̡̢ ͏҉͢b̨̡ú͞s̢y͞ ͢g͟͜ų́͢ỳ͠.̷̢ ͠O̧͝h̴͢͠,̴́ ̸a͘n̵d̶͠ ҉d͜͡o̵͜n'҉̢t͏͟ fo̧̢r̷͝͡g̷̶̸ȩt ̀ņot ͠t̶͘o ̧t̴̕͘o̷u̧ç͡h̵͟͡ ̕͝a̢n̷y̴҉̸ ̶͏̕Ş͠ą͞ns̡̢e̶͢͏s̸ ͡҉o͏r ̶͝el̸͘͏s̢e ̶y͟o͡͞ù'͘l̡͢͟l̢͏̧ ̵͘s̵͟c͝r͜e̸̡͝w̶͡ ́͘ę̛͡v̷̀èry̕͟t͏hi̢̨ng͠ ̶͟҉u̵͏p̶ ̧͟ev̷͝eǹ҉ ͜҉̀w̕͟o͘͜r̸̨s҉̢̢e͟͠ ̢t̵h̴a͡n ̀͢b҉e҉̀͠f͢͢óre̛͜.̵҉͝"

"Thanks for the help I suppose," Sans thanked half-heartedly before stepping forward to the gateway to Underfell. Everything looked so dark and dangerous; he knew he'd have to be very careful in a place like this considering he only had 1 HP. Mentally preparing himself, he stepped into the alternate universe, and the portal shrank a bit. This startled Sans, and he whipped back around. "H-Hey! Don't close me off!"

"I̶͟҉'m ͢n̶o̡͝t̷͢͏!" Error snapped. "Ke͢͟épi͝n̵̡g̴ ͟si̷̧͜x͟ ̡po̕͠r͝t͢a҉̶̧l̶͜s̡̕͞ ͏o͘pe̕n͢҉͜ ̷͟͞t͠҉ák̴̴e͠s ̶͢a ́͡l̨͢o͝t͝ ̡ơ͟f ̛e̷͠nę́r̶̛͡g͜y͜҉,̨̨ y͝à̛͡ k̶̕ņo̧ẃ̴̨!̴̴ ͘͞J҉̵̢ust̕ ̴̨b̀è ̸̡҉l̛͘u̵ć̨k̡y ̶͟I͞'͝m͟ ̢͘͜n̛ot̴͡ ̨̢̀ćļớ̷sińģ ͘ì͟t ͢͞c̶o͞mp̕l͞et̶̸͢el̡y̡!͟͞"

"Alright, alright, sheesh. I'll be right back."

The skeletal monster began to make his way into unknown territory, looking around and trying to spot any sort of colors that could possibly stand out from all the red and black everywhere. He figured he was somewhere in Snowdin Forest, as there was snow piling on the ground. For some reason, however, the snow looked a lot more gray than usual.

Horror struck through Sans as he stopped dead in his tracks, knowing exactly why the snow was gray. It was laced with dust. Sans felt like he was going to be sick despite lacking a stomach, but he pushed back his queasy feeling before trudging on.

It took him a little bit before he finally reached Snowdin Town, and everything looked very bleak and dark with dust covering nearly everything. Sans groaned in disgust as he looked down to find snow and dust all over his slippers, and he tried shaking it off as he made his way to this world's version of his house.

He prepared to knock when he heard a large crash from the inside, making him jump in alarm. What followed was several shouts from what sounded like Papyrus, but his voice seemed to be deeper and huskier... as well as much more hostile. This was incredibly startling, and for a moment he hesitated from knocking, tempted to flee right then and there. He was forced to remind himself, however, that the well-being of the alternate universes and the monsters in them were all depending on him to set everything right again, or else who knows what would happen. Exhaling nervously, he knocks on the door.

"WHO DARES DISTURB THE GREAT AND TERRIBLE PAPYRUS?!" a booming voice roared from inside, causing Sans to back up a few steps. He listens in fright as the stomping of large boots grows louder and louder until the door is finally flung open. There standing in the doorway was Papyrus' Underfell counterpart, and he look absolutely horrifying. He wore a long red cape and intimidating red and black attire for a battle body. His teeth were spiked like a bear trap and there were many cracks on his right socket.

Papyrus quickly spotted Sans and glared down at him, a deep growl rumbling in the back of his throat. "What do you want?"

Sans gulped and stuffed his hands in his pockets for a similar feeling of security, trying to force himself to stop trembling. "U-Uhh... Heya. I'm S-Sans-"

"And which pathetic excuse for a copy of my brother are you supposed to be?"

"I, uh... I'm Sans Classic... if you heard of me..."

Papyrus' eyes arched a bit, looking a bit surprised. This look was quickly overridden by the same terrifyingly hostile expression. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, uh, I heard about what's been going on with all these AUs and this one copy of me who lives in the anti-void said it's up to me to send all the scattered Sanses back to their home universes. I'm here to return Candytale's Sans, and then I'll bring your Sans back after that."

Papyrus glared at Sans, narrowing his sockets in suspicion. After what felt like forever, he finally gave a curt nod and stepped aside to let Sans past him. Sans gulped nervously before slowly walking past him and into the home.

The house from the outside looked pretty bad with the chipped paint and broken windows, but the inside was much worse. It was nearly pitch black and the furniture was in ruins. The walls had many holes in them and the carpet underfoot had many stains and burnt spots on it. A soft murmuring was heard from upstairs in where Sans guessed was Papyrus' room.

"He's in my room," Papyrus grunted abruptly, startling Sans and making him jump. "Get him and get out. Don't come back without my brother, and then leave this place for good."

"Yeah, like I'd wanna come back to a dusty, scary ol' world like this one..." Sans muttered under his breath before making his way upstairs. He slowly opened the door, and pushed it open, and the very first thing he saw inside was an alternate Sans dressed in bright colors tied up in ropes with a rag over his mouth to gag him. He was sitting in the corner of the room, whimpering and struggling to escape.

Sans knew immediately that this Sans was Candytale's Sans.

"Hey, why the heck did you tie him up?" Sans called, his shock making him sound much more angry than he intended. To his relief, Underfell's Papyrus didn't decide to storm in to attack him or even scream back; he must be ignoring him. Huffing, Sans turned to the taffy monster before him and summoned a spiked bone to saw through the ropes. "Hey, you alright, kid?"

Candytale's Sans nodded, blinking pink tears out of his eyes. Sans finished cutting through the rope and removed the gag, but quickly teleported to the other end of the room when the doppelgänger stretched out his arms. "H-Hey, sorry about that. I'd love to hug you, you seem to be a really sweet kid, but, uh... I've been warned that if I touch another Sans everyone in these universes will just scatter around again."

The small, colorful skeletal monster looked very disappointed, almost heartbroken, but he nodded in understanding and pushed himself up to his feet to follow Sans out of the room.

"Remember not to return without my brother," Underfell's Papyrus reiterated with a low growl as he sat on the living room couch, shooting dirty looks at the two alternate versions of his brother. "And don't come back, either. Make it quick, I don't have all day to wait for you fixing your mistakes."

"Alright, alright, keep your scarf on," Sans grunted back. Never in a million years would he imagine finding himself getting fed up with any Papyrus. But lo and behold... "I'll have him back in a sec. Just need to find which world he's in. Alright?"

Papyrus let out a grunt, but didn't say anymore. He watched with malice as the two shorter monsters made their way out of the house and through Snowdin Town.

"So, uh," Sans began after a few minutes of uncomfortable silence. "You're from Candytale, right? Is it nice in your world?"

Candytale's Sans looked up at the original and grinned brightly. "Yeah! It's really nice! Really yummy, too! I love eating sweets there! It's kinda difficult to make out what's candy and what isn't sometimes, though."

"I could only imagine, your brother looks good enough to eat with milk," Sans chuckled. "Not that I'd do that to begin with. And what about you? You look like, uh... cotton candy?"

"Taffy actually! It's one of my favorite sweets! My favorite is strawberry syrup, though, it's so delicious!"

"Strawberry syrup, huh? My condiment's ketchup."

By the time the two monsters reached the portal that was still narrowed to save Error's energy, they had struck up quite a neat conversation about the similarities and differences of their worlds. Turns out both worlds had so much in common - well, it was kind of a given since Candytale is an altered copy of the original world. Taffy Sans' world shared the same people, the same places, and the same predicament of being trapped underground by a barrier; the only difference was everyone and everything either was or resembled some kind of candy. If there was an alternate universe made entirely of candy, Sans thought with a wide grin, then perhaps there was also a world made entirely of ketchup and grease. Now that would be a world he'd want to visit regularly!

Sans approached the small portal and waved a hand through it. "Yo, Error, I got Taffy back. Let us in, why dontcha?"

"I̕ţ͝'̷̨s̡ a͏̡͡b̛ơ̴̕u̕t͡ ̨̛̀t̵͘͘i̕͢͝m̷̴e̶,̀" he heard Error's glitchy grumble from the other side. The portal widened, allowing both Sanses to walk back into the blinding, endless whiteness of the anti-void. "I͟ w̡͢a҉ş͢ ̧ś̵t̶a̧̛͝r̷̵̡t́͏i͞n҉g҉ t̀o͏͟ ̨̨g̶e͏t ̸̕im̀́͞p͏at̸͠i͏҉e̛nt̴͝.̡"

"Slow and steady wins the race, pal," Sans retorted with a sly wink. He grinned in satisfaction as he was rewarded with a little hiss from the averted skeleton. He turned to Taffy and grinned brightly. "So, kid, you ready to see your bro again?"