(Well, I decided to make time for my readers

---Sans's Pov---

I hesitated to take my first step into the Lab, especially since the area was consumed by an eerie silence. Actually, I was half expecting screaming... though I never did hear (Y/n) scream. Not even before I knocked her unconscious with my axe. She was very composed and sure of herself.

Slowly I walked forward, swallowing hard at the foreign hum of power throughout the area. I mean, most places didn't have electricity anymore so why would I be use to it?

Something about the Core's failure made certain shortcuts completely useless. I couldn't teleport into the True Lab, but I knew that I would be able to get out. Now why was it so broken here? I really can't remember. It was just unstable.

Scratching at my empty eye socket, I started to wonder if (Y/n) was maybe already dead... though that didn't sit with me well since I didn't want the Amalgamates to be the ones eating her corpse. And then I started to think- how would she taste?

After groaning at the thought, I let out a small yawn. All of this talking, walking and killing was making me want to go and take a break. Unfortunately, I was supposed to be guiding (Y/n) away from her death. As much as I wanted to break the promise to go and take a nap, I knew that I shouldn't. I should at least try to find her... but then again...

Calling out for her was not an option. I only had one teleport out of here, and I didn't want to waste it by having some starving creature attack me. However, me being down here was a blessing by itself. I don't make shitty decisions that will usually get myself killed... so if I needed to flee and leave her here, I wont feel too bad about it. It's her problem at that point.

To be perfectly honest, her dying despite potentially being able to fix the core really didn't mean anything. Sure less Monsters would starve... but so many of us already had a taste for Human flesh. We were addicted, and nothing would change that. Even I enjoyed the taste... at first I felt disgusted, but I soon accepted my new diet.

I could almost imagine pinning (Y/n) to a wall so that I could sink my teeth into her (S/c) skin... rip out a piece of her to chew on while savoring her blood. For some reason, the thought of spilling her blood for a taste was tempting.... but killing her personally? That didn't really sit well with me. Maybe it was because of that promise? Or...

Was Alphys right?

Passing by a room, I stopped in my tracks when I heard a noise. Whatever it was, it kicked around some boxes. Peaking inside with my signature creepy stare, I saw something that instantly made me want to back away. It was Memoryhead... and they were looking very occupied by something. In a few moments, we locked gazes and the creature gave me a contorted smirk. 

Ready to teleport out in the snap of my fingers, I decided to stand in place for a few more minutes out of pure curiosity. What would it do? Or better yet... what would it say? "Heya, pal."

"HELP. HELP US." It screeched out with a slight gurgling noise in the back of its throat. Shivering from how it spoke to me, I took a step back. My smile was still firmly in place, but I was sweating a bit from the uneasy interaction. "sAnSsss"

Oh god, it knew my fucking name. I was about get the fuck out, until it became slightly passive and started to once again rummage through the boxes beside it. "Beware. BEWARE. BeWaRe."

It's heads were talking at different points, making it very hard to understand.

"Beware THE maN who SPEAKS IN haNDs." Wait a second... that sounded very familiar. And I mean, what was this Amalgamate even doing? "HelP the HUMAN tHaT understands THE other world."

What the hell... "Who are you talking about?"

"THE GIRL. THE ONE THAT CAME FROM ABOVE." One of them called out, it groaned before throwing one of the boxes to the side, only to go into another one. "The one as cold as the ice, but who lost interest in the knife."

Wow these guys were pretty uh... confusing. "ThE oNe wHO undeRSTandS The VAlUE of A PromISE, buT cANNot FLeE THe wrATH of HER pAst."

"Um. Okay." So I guess that they were not feeling too aggressive right now, that is one less problem to deal with. "Do you know where (Y/n).. Er... the Human went?"

"Further in she lurks." Taking a closer look, I saw some crumbs lining the creature's mouth... at least it wasn't blood. "STALKING AROUND LIKE THE WOLF THAT SHE IS."

"BuT FoRTUNately foR yoU..." And then, at the same time, all of the heads spoke at once. "ShE iS pAssiVE." "SHE IS PASSIVE." "She is passive."

"Okay...." And with that said, I left. While I was moving down the long hallway, I saw several more Amalgamates. They didn't seem too interested in me... instead, they were fixated on looking through many dusty boxes.

Though... what was Memoryhead talking about? Stalking around like the wolf that she is?? Wolves can be considered smart, sneaky and prideful... sly too. Vicious would also slip into that description I guess. Everything that it said towards me... was it talking about (Y/n)?

Brushing off those thoughts, I once again brought my boney hand up to my mouth to yawn. Sure I could keep going... but (Y/n) made me feel tired. Watching her stay awake with little interest for her own health was almost exhausting by itself.

As I walked further into the lab, I started to notice many more scattered things like books and papers. Poking through several files was another Amalgamate known as Reaper Bird. Since the curiousity was finally eating me alive, I turned to the newest creature in search of answers. They didn't seem hostile- so I guess that I would be fine. "Hey uh... what are you all doing?"

"Searching... WE ARE SEARCHING." Whoa... someone was on edge. "She asked us to search..."

"Wait... who asked you?" I asked suddenly, causing the deformed Monster to let out a squawk. It gestured its head off into the direction of a distant room before it went back to the files. From what I could piece together, it seems as though (Y/n) maybe managed to get the starving Amalgamates to help her. And here I thought that she'd be dead.

Raising my skull slightly, I sniffed the air with interest. Something smelt different... and I mean, after switching my diet around, my senses were adapted to reflect on the attributes of a predator. Sure I didn't have the best memory, but that didn't stop me from being able to place the intoxicating smell.

Passing by the creature, I moved towards the back room that it motioned towards. Inside of the room was (Y/n), looking through several files in search of something. A bark sounded from behind her, causing her to turn around to give her attention to Endogeny who looked like it had a few specks of red on its white form. "Did you find it?"

Standing in the door way dumbfounded, I saw the creature sloppily wag its tail back and fourth in content. "Such a good dog, thank you."

Why did she smell so damn different? I couldn't look away from her, my half lidded stare was fixated on her. To be honest, I could no longer deny the fact that I do like something about her- her scent.

It gave her a yip before nudging the papers into her direction. Taking a moment to properly examine her, she had that same rare smile that she flashed to Pap... except for the fact that it was actually genuine this time. "I see that you're still alive."

That wasn't really what I wanted to say, I actually wanted to question that smell of hers- but instead, her smile made me lose my train of thought.

"I see that you're still trying to scare the life out of me." Her response made me chuckle as I scratched at the interior of my empty eye socket. "Did you really underestimate my abilities?"

"Heh. Absolutely." I replied bluntly, earning a look of dissatisfaction from her.

"And what of Alphys?" She suddenly asked, causing me to let out an irritated growl. I still had to deal with her- and... wait a second.

Taking a closer look at (Y/n), I noticed something completely off about her. She was sitting down in a chair. I mean... she didn't move much while imprisoned back at my house, but still. She was always in constant motion whenever possible. "Heheh... did your legs fall asleep?"

She wouldn't show it, but I knew that (Y/n) was feeling pretty exhausted. I mean, if she wasn't... would the Amalgamates be looking for things in her place right now? I knew for a fact that (Y/n) was a loner. She didn't like to involve others in her problems unless it was necessary.

"I think that ya need a nap time." I suddenly stated while leaning against the doorframe with my arms crossed and fingers tapping against my sleeves in contemplation. She gave me that challenging glare, telling me not to go there.

"Don't bother me with such mediocre things. I have work to do."

That's it.

"You've been 'pushin me around for awhile now. But lemme tell you 'somethin." When I said this, I approached her chair and put both of my hands on the arm rests of the seat at either side of her body to trap her in place. "I'm done with your shit."

"Sans, I don't have time for this." she groaned out. I gave her a small growl out of warning. I've been following her around for awhile now, and I was seriously done with it. She was tired, I was tired. I was also not in the mood for all of this exercise- in fact, I was also in the mood for a small nap.

"Well, I'm not taking no for an answer." Honestly, I knew that the Amalgamates could handle the rest of the looking around. Thankfully, (Y/n) was too exhausted to protest against me as I grabbed her arm and yanked her to her feet with one strong pull. She winced slightly, but I didn't really care.

After my eye flashed a vibrant glow of crimson, we both teleported to my bedroom. I was quick to toss her onto the slightly torn mattress... not sparing the slightest glance at the blood stains and claw marks on the floor.

Falling beside her, there was no hesitation when I hooked one of my arms around her waist to keep her held in place while I snuggled into one of my pillows. "Please let me go."

"Shut up." I mumbled out while pulling her body next to my own so that I could hold onto her tightly. She didn't seem very comfortable, but I wasn't interested in what she felt. All I cared about was that I needed some sleep, and that now was a good time to get some since she was also tired.

Within minutes, I was passed out and snoring lightly. Subconsciously, I noticed that (Y/n) was very soft to the touch, and that it was actually very pleasant to hold her while I slept. Since I am an insomniac, sleep was actually hard to come by... but for some reason, she was making it seem different. Almost pleasurable.