Droxy: Now this is surprising. I thought that SXR vowed to never ever make an Undertale fic.

Emerald: She can't help but to make these crack fics.

Peridot: This fanfictions has SHIPPING! I approve of the shipping from our universe, but not the shipping from the other universe.

Sans: So, you first 2 are OCs? That's hilarious.

It had been 3 weeks since coming onto the surface for everyone. It had taken a while for everyone to settle in the "right place." Frisk's village wasn't very fond of monsters so they kept traveling to the east til they reached a very accepting city on the coast in the small state of Delmarva. Frisk and Toriel found a large rundown house that could give everyone their own rooms. Pap, Undyne, and Alphy helped the 2 fix it up as Metaton and Sans would look around the town.

This day, Frisk had gone with Sans up near the lighthouse. "So Sans. How are you liking the town?" Frisk asked.

"I-it's nice Frisk. People, they don't freak out too bad when they see us. I mean don't get me wrong-"

"Yeah, I saw them scream at Mom. But there's always a bright side, at least they don't try to chase us!"

"Y-yeah. Everything's great."

Awkward silence filled the air as Frisk turned somber. " I-I'm sorry about last time." She started.

"No, I know why you had to reset the last time we came here."

"I-I should've been paying attention." Frisk sobbed.

"H-hey, Frisk, Paps is okay now. I told him not to go near that kid. Everything's going to be better now." Sans reassured.

Frisk sighed before looking down to the beach and recognized someone very familiar, though they never talked, Frisk saw him often. "Sans, you want to go meet that kid down there?" She pointed to the similarly built to Sans boy sitting on a dock.

"Really?" Sans asked.

"Come on Sans. I just want to meet him. I saw him around the town before the whole episode."

"Alright, alright. For you Frisk. Let's go meet him."

As Sans and Frisk began to walk closer a boat with 3 women who came off of the boat. Sans and Frisk were able to hear the boy begin making puns. "That could've been an utter cat-tastrophe!"

"Whoa what?" Sans asked as he began to sniker.

"But I'm feeling much better meow!"

"Ah geez."

"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?"

"This kid's a riot!" Laughed Sans.

"Wait, I've been coming up with Cat jokes all morning." He called to the people he was talking to. "You guys, I'm feline fine. Everything's purrrrfect! Oh come on! I'm just kitten around!"

"Alright, I gotta meet this kid." Sans said as he put a whoopie cushion in his hand. The kid was about to follow the others up a sandy slope but Sans stopped him. "Hey kid, don't you know how to greet a new pal?" He asked.

The kid spun around and grasped Sans's hand. The whoopie cushion went off causing the young boy to make a startled look, before busting out laughing. "Ahahaha. Never heard of a whoopie cushion in the hand before."

"What? It's one of the oldest tricks in the book." Sans explained, flabbergasted.

"I've heard of the buzzer in the hand trick," The boy started to explain but then Frisk made a motion with her hand around her neck that ment "no." "I mean I perfer yours over the buzzer. A lot funnier."

Sans gave a questionable look to the kid before nodding and smiling.

SXR: YOU GUYS! THIS IS THE 2ND TIME!

Cherrelsel: Told you they can't be trusted.

SXR: Shut your face.