《Size doesn't Change Love》Another Small Problem
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"Ugh, my head hurts." I moaned as I sat up. Everything around me was white. "Where am I?" I asked no one. I heard loud thumping behind me, and launched to my feet and started running. The thumping was getting closer, and my heart was pounding. I felt something grip the back of my jacket and scarf as I was pulled off of my feet. "NONONONONO!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "Kiddo, take it easy. Your fine." I heard a familiar voice say behind me. I was turned and brought up to a giant face. "Kiddo, this may be a Small problem." He said as my panic faded. It was Sans.
2 years later......
We had found out that the side effect Ink was talking about is what made us small. We were literally the size of a hotdog. Things weren't so bad. Living with Sans and Papyrus was pretty cool. We got to see the others often, and even met some new friends! Chara seemed to love fighting with Undyne, and I was helping Alphys right her wrongs with the Determination experiments. We were on Mettatons cooking show a couple times,
And even met with King Asgore and Queen Toriel. Yep, life was pretty good. As I snuggled on the couch with Sans, Papyrus and Chara walked back in from their Cooking/Fighting lessons with Undyne. "Sans! Human! Wake up! We learned a new recipe for spaghetti, and we want you to try it!" Papyrus said as he and Chara ran into the kitchen. "Sans, he's said that so many times, the pasta-bilities are endless!" I said. "Heh, good one." He said. "SANS! HUMAN! THE SPAGHETTI IS READY!!" We both heard Paps yell from the kitchen. "I hope it's at least half edible this time." Sans said as he put me on his shoulder. "If it's not, I might Pasta-way." I said as Sans stood up. " man, you really like puns." He said as we walked into the kitchen
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