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"They saw-?"
Papyrus froze, slowly placing the child down, who whined at the thought of not being held.
"Yes. And Undyne requests that you meet her right away. I'll stay here with the kid. Hurry! Gaster won't be here much longer!"
"What? Why-"
"There's no time! Look, just... Hurry, okay?"
Papyrus nodded solemnly and looked down at Frisk.
"Human... Please be good, won't you?"
He ran out, taking his sniper rifle with him.

"Papyrus! Wassup?"
"Where is he Undyne?!"
"Uh... Who?"
"Undyne, you don't have to play dumb there's no one else here with me!"
"Papyrus... I really don't know what you're talking about!"
"Then Gaster isn't...?"
"Gaster? Didn't he go missing 4 years ago after the invasion?"
"... Yes. Sans said he was here."
Undyne looked genuinely confused.
"Then why would he lie...?"
Papyrus thought for a moment before he froze.
He felt his whole body begin to tremble.
"Papyrus...? You okay?"
Papyrus dropped his rifle and ran back home, hoping that what he thought wasn't true.

"Hey, kiddo... I have a question for ya..."
Frisk looked up and smiled, awaiting his question.
"Do you think even the worst person... Can change?"

"Please please please..."
Papyrus prayed to whatever would answer him that Sans didn't kill the human.
He would constantly have these nightmares of a certain character that would slaughter all of the monsters.
That would never happen... Right?

Frisk backed away as Sans shuffled closer, his eye eerily glowing.
"Uncle...?"
"Uncle... That's what someone says when they give up, huh?"

Papyrus finally reached the door and kicked it open.
"SANS, I-"
Sans was holding Frisk, crying.
"I did it, Frisk... I gave up... I'm a terrible person... I can't change...!"
"Please, Uncle Sans, don't be sad!"
"Sans...? Um..."
Sans looked up and forced a smiled at Papyrus.
"Did you see him?"
Papyrus looked away for a moment, before looking back and smiling.
"Yes, brother. But... He said he had some unfinished business, and that he would return soon. He wanted me to tell you that."
Sans sighed in relief.
"Thank God... Hey kiddo, do you wa-"
Frisk had fallen asleep in his arms, holding him close.
"Heh... Hey, you don't mind making dinner tonight, do you?"
"Not at all! What did you have in mind?"
"How about spaghetti?"
Papyrus fist-pumped.
"Of course! I'll let you know when it's done!"
Papyrus ran to be kitchen and hummed a merry tune, getting out the supplies.
Sans looked down at Frisk, stroking their hair.
"I wonder why he lied to me..."