Patrick aimed at Sans and pulled the trigger, but Sans dodged it and threw Patrick into Papyrus.

Papyrus pushed Patrick away and grabbed a lightsaber, which he would always carry with him, and he attacked Sans with it. Papyrus was swinging at Sans, while Patrick got up and injected a triple adrenaline shot in his ass.

"Dafuq?", said Sans and looked at Patrick. Papyrus turned around, too. Patrick was just turning into a monster, with glowing eyes, shining teeth and sparkling ass. His agility and strength increased by a lot.

The three of them were standing in a circle, ready to kill each other.

As if things haven't gotten completely fucked up yet, a herd of mutated zombie-rhinos came and destroyed the shop, together with the whole city.

"What the fu-", Papyrus didn't finish, because at that moment, Patrick was being attacked by a big-ass fire-breathing, acid-shitting dragon.

"Guys! What the SHIT is going on?!", Patrick screamed, dodging all the dragon's attacks. He couldn't even aim a shot, because an earthquake just started.

"Guys, I've got a problem here!", said Sans, who was just fighting an army of dead from Hell, which happened to attack humanity that day. Also, an enormous underground volcano was going to erupt near the city.

"Okay guys, let me help you both, just...", Papyrus stopped, because a planet-sized space shit was just flying towards Earth. If it wasn't enough, suddenly, multiple tornados and a sandstorm also decided to appear.

The three of them were fucked. But then, God happened and helped them.

Tomorrow, they all woke up in a museum. Turned out they were in coma for over 3000 years, the humanity and the city were rebuilt and they were found and put in glass-cases, under an exposition called "Faggots from the past".

They escaped the museum and together, they stole some money from people on the streets, and then they decided to go for some bitches.

They were having a nice time in the future, but Sans and Papyrus decided to go back in time, to the times when everyone they knew were, well, alive.

"Patrick, I'm afraid we have to go back in time.", said Sans. "I will get me and Papyrus back, but I can't take you, too. It's too much for my power."

"You won't have any memories of our good times here.", Papyrus said, sad.

"Yeah, but at least I won't remember we tried to kill each other.", Patrick replied. "When you come back to the past, tell the Me from the past all about it! I won't believe anyway, but it will be funny!"

Papyrus and Sans went back to the times when it all hasn't happened. They were happy.

However, it didn't prevent all the dragons, rhinos and space shits from destroying everything they knew, so, well, they were fucked anyway.

But this time they asked God earlier for help, so only a couple hobos on the street were severely massacred.

Moral? Even skeletons need God. There is something wrong with my brain.

THE END