Oct. 26th, 2016

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At first, Alphys said that she needed his help with "something". That probably should should have been in the first clue. By the time Sans got there, had just dumped the second of a familiar pair of legs in a cart (really, they're heavy). She sputtered into a nonsense explanation, how "something" was busted, how she really needed a second pair of sockets on "something", and how "something" might be in a bad mood now that he can't chase her.

Did she say "he"? "Something". She meant "something".

And before Sans could open his mouth, he felt an uncermonious shove of a clawed hand behind them both. He stumbled into the adjacent room. Alphys wheeled the cart away, and the skeleton whirled around just as steel doors slid shut with a boom behind him.

He stares down the metal He looked over his shoulder at "something".

...

Nope. Hell nope. He turns back around.

"Alphys. Come on. Open the door."

No answer. Sans turns back around. Another couple awkward seconds pass. Finally, the monster shrugs his arms up in the air.

"Welp. If this is a practical joke, tells Alf she needs practice. See ya."

...

...

...

It takes a second to realize he's still standing there. As in, not going anywhere. As in, not teleporting. He looks down. His SOUL is green. Not the healing green, the other green. Oh.

"Oh."

He remembers the hand that pushed him a second ago. He can already hear her voice in his head.

NGAHHHHHH!!! FINALLY! MAN, why didn't I think of this sooner?! Hey, Papyrus! Check out what I can do to your brother!!

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