---Aliza's Pov---

Reset after reset, everything would quickly come to an end once I made even the slightest amount of contact with (Y/n). I caught Sans trying to give her a cookie, but she politely declined while saying that she wasn't hungry...

And then I asked to eat it.

Instead of giving me the cookie, he reached into his pocket and pulled out some wrapped up candy. Once he handed them to me, I ate whatever it was and found myself choking to death... not to mention that evil grin that just kept on getting wider as my face turned a deep shade of purple. Sans is dangerous, and I can't trust him.

I mean, earlier I even managed to catch a glimpse of her laying in the snow with Sans sitting by her side. Her eyes were closed, but the moment that I got close... she opened them at the exact same time that my head was chopped off. This time though, Sans was frowning in anger...

And with every reset, those two were always out of place- as if... they were aware.

When I tried to think back on that cookie, the way he was trying to give it to her... it reminded me of Toriel with her pie back in the ruins. She tried to poison me to keep me from leaving. Is she refusing to eat his food because of the fact that he might be trying to drug her in some way?

Two tall legs stepped beside me, and I found myself looking up at Papyrus. He stared at the two from a distance, how they walked side by side so calmly... actually, (Y/n) seemed to lead while Sans just followed behind with a lazy smirk. How did she go about earning their trust? "WHAT IS WRONG, TINY HUMAN? AH... PERHAPS YOU ARE HUNGRY?"

He asked, smirking down at me with his crooked smile. "Um... yes, but I am wondering about them?"

"......You mean (Y/n)?"

I took a step back when he spoke like that. His face was shadowed heavily by the overhanging trees and easily made him look horrifying. Why did he say her name like that? Why did I feel so threatened by him?!

And then, as if it wasn't even there... his sinister expression faded. "SHE HASN'T BEEN SLEEPING IN AWHILE. BOTH MY BROTHER AND I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO GET HER TO REST, BUT SHE REFUSES."

"Then... why does Sans-"

"SANS PROBABLY FEELS LIKE YOU ARE INTERFERING. IT IS LIKELY THAT YOU ARE DISTRACTING HER FROM SLEEPING." He said... but I couldn't help but catch the sneer in his voice. Moments later, Papyrus lowered a plate of spaghetti to my level... I didn't have a fork, but I was so hungry that I just started to pick at it with my hands.

It was good... too good. Or at least that's what I thought. Just before I could finish the meal, I ended up choking on something. Soon after, I was pulling a long strand of brown hair from my mouth. What the hell is in that... "YOU MUST KEEP EATING HUMAN! YOU ARE ALL BONES! NYEHEHEH!"

Oh god... his laughter was a perfect description of a true child-like psychopath. "OR PERHAPS WE CAN START WITH SOME PUZZLES? YES! LETS DO THAT."

Once he said that, Papyrus stormed off ahead... however, he stopped in his tracks to say something without actually turning around. "AND ANOTHER THING, HUMAN."

His voice turned low again, it was underlined with pure hostility. "Don't bother my friend."

With that said, he went on ahead to prepare his puzzle. I am scared... I've died so many times, in so many different ways that I don't even want to experience death again! My only chance is to get close to (Y/n). She is a Human like me, so she wont hurt me... right? I just need to wait for an opportunity. I am determined to survive this hell...

---??? Pov---

"Alright, he hasn't come back so we must assume that he did not survive the fall." One of the officials spoke as he paced back and fourth in front of me. I was specifically brought in to lead a group of people inside.

Handling my knife with ease, I weaved the weapon through my fingers while the official tried to find some kind of solution. They were certain that a professional assassin, who had all of the tools to survive the fall, died to it instead?

Hah. Pathetic. Children survive the fall all the time, so they can't give me that crap.

After about twenty more minutes of him walking around with worry, he finally left. I was sure that I'd be alone, until I felt eyes piercing into the back of my head. Feeling judged by such a familiar gaze made a shiver go straight down my spine... ironic, right?

"Do you feel your sins, Human? Do you feel them crawling on your back?"

The voice was glitchy, but I know who it belonged to. Turning around with a humored expression, I faced none other than W.D Gaster. He was still wearing that black coat of his, and always appeared so formal. "What's got you worried, doctor? Or should I refer to you as the formal Royal Scientist?"

He gave me that look of irritation. "No? How about the man who speaks in hands?"

I made myself sound all mysterious when I spoke like that, but he didn't find humor in it. If anything, he continued to glare at me. "Smiley Trashbag is already reserved, so I don't know what you're expecting old man."

"You cannot beat her." Gaster hummed with a smirk. Shrugging my shoulders, I put on my challenging grin.

"Oh? I'm killing her, not beating her. And while I am down there, I might as well finish the job." The scientist's face fell at my words, he didn't expect me to add that in... but what could I say? I'm-

"Frisk. Or is It Chara? I really cannot tell. Listen up." He said while crossing his arms. His posture screamed confidence, he is trying to intimidate me- "You've killed Monsters that are kind by nature. But you have yet to fight a Human that is skilled in the art of murder. Monsters trust too much, so they are easily tricked. But not this Human. This Human grew up as MY assistant. And she is so powerful, that she will not have to kill you... to defeat you."

"Monsters will never change. And if she grew up learning from one, then she will be no different." I mused with a small laugh. My eyes soon opened to reveal their crimson color, I truly am a demon in human form, or maybe I am the angel that will set them all free- through death. "Monsters are weak, helpless- they will never hurt anyone. I bet that the children that fell after me are still down there, being spoiled by them all."

When I turned around to look at the skeleton, he only flashed me a closed mouth smile before vanishing into the shadows. I could tell right then and there that something about this run would be really different. "Hey, don't worry about it partner... we'll get down there and finally be able to reset. I bet that we're not able to do it right now just because we're too far away from the Underground. This will be easy- Monsters NEVER learn how to survive."

That's right... I don't need to worry about them. Even if I can't reset, nothing has changed.

---Sans' Pov---

"Alright, cupcake."

"Stop calling me that."

"Nope."

"Fine then, I am going to give you some kind of obnoxious nickname."

"Oh?"

"Indeed. From now on, I will be calling you Mr.Bones."

"You wouldn't dare."

"What, do you not like the name? Make no bones about it, Sansy. Perhaps you'd prefer that nickname? It suits you judging by the color of your face."

"S-Shut up..."

And that's when it happened... something that I never expected to see. Her neutral expression that usually stayed so blank lifted to show humor. (Y/n) gave me a smile, an honest one.

"Actually, Sans... could you potentially do me a favor?" she suddenly asked, causing me to turn on my heels to face her. (Y/n) never really asked anything of me, not exactly anything personal that is.

"Sure? But it'll cost ya." I mused with a small chuckle.

"Fair enough." Her face fell, leaving her with that unreadable expression once again. I didn't like it, because now I found myself preferring that smile of hers... "I need you to set up something for me..."

She leaned very close to my skull to whisper her plans to me, and all I could do was blush from the closer proximity. Why did she make me feel so flustered? After she told me what she wanted, I ended up wrapping my arms around her to keep her from pulling away. Shoving (Y/n) into the fluff of my hoodie, I started to whisper my own request to her.

"And in return for this, we're gonna take a nap. Yer' lack of sleep is really pissing me off, and is worryin' Paps." I stated with a sense of authority.

Yeah, I was tryin' to get her to sleep all day. Sure my reasoning could be a little selfish since sleep only came to me when I was holding her. And I did try a lot of different methods- including attempting to drug her again.

Ughhh, that's another whole different issue too was her eating. She started to slow down on food, not really touching it and then claiming that she wasn't hungry. I could tell that her supply is low, but I also knew that she was getting to be very close to finishing up the Core.

(Y/n) already made sure that all of the parts for her little device functioned properly, now she was just waiting on me. Thing is, the Core working would allow her to keep on eating regular food. But I also knew that the Monsters who tasted Human flesh would forever want to eat it. Sure they'll be able to eat regular food if they're starving... in the end though, they would always have a higher preference.

Heh. At least we'd get our power back. And maybe Monsters like Grillby who suffered from the shift in magical energy would finally be experiencing some kind of relief. Mind you, I gave those pills to Grillby from (Y/n). He was a bit skeptical at first when he took them, but his pain eased up and he became much more relaxed.

In fact, Grillbz even mentioned that (Y/n) was welcome to visit him any time, and that he would insure her safety personally at his bar.

When ya really think about it, (Y/n) is amazing. During her time here, she perfectly connected with a lot Monsters. Some she was able to gain respect from, others she befriended. Though... a part of me couldn't help but feel like something was off.

How?

How did she know about this place, or even... the way she interacted with us. It was almost like someone taught her everything about us so that she could save us. She came down here with the knowledge to help us- and the fact that she wrote in Wingdings seemed too familiar.

"Hey, (Y/n)?" I suddenly said, causing her to hum in acknowledgement. I was still holding her firmly, and I could tell that she wanted me to let her go... but I didn't want to. Her scent was so alluring.

"Mind if I take ya on a date tomorrow?"