"ever wondered what an asshole like me would do without ya?" "Of course." "oh do tell." "Exactly what I would do without an asshole like you." "crash and burn?" "Exactly." (Bunch of Underfell one shots Female Frisk )

"Okay, what if everything resets and you have to go through with it again, the same day, week, or even month, and no one remembers and only you remember?" "So like a time loop?" "Kind of but Sans every time you try to change or make someone remember you it's pointless." "Frisk what are you saying?" "Sans I fell in love with you 87 times and I have to pretend I don't know you."

It REFUSED. After being killed time and time again, they just refused to give their soul. It was getting both annoying and fascinating, the other humans would have been dead by now but not this one. Sans couldn't really care, he just couldn't talk, look, or do anything to it. But now he promised that he wouldn't kill them ever again, Sans never wanted to see their blood spill ever.

"Who's there?" "Marry." "Marry who?" "Marry...me?" In which Sans is Sans, and sometimes Sans is an idiot.

Monsters had never left, and the war that separated the two races was a 'what if'. Yet peace is slowly fading and humans are finding new ways to hate a race for no reason. Frisk is too amazing for her own good, and will no matter what SAVE everyone. And a certain skeleton has no idea why Frisk bothers with everything, and why she keeps trying to save everyone. Including himself.

In which Frisk just wants to get away from him, and the best barrier between two people was death. But Frisk defined death, something in her just didn't want to give up. Something deep inside thought that there was a happy ending out there for her somehow, first step is to be saved. But being blind has it's drawbacks, like not being able to see your saviors, and falling for one.

In every reset almost something new happens, be it that Frisk could be wearing a skirt, or that Chara isn't even that powerful. But almost every time something small happens that Sans tries to figure out, but sometimes he doesn't believe it. I mean what are you going to say when your murder claims that they're Frisk, but Frisk is right over there crying and shaking half to death?