The story of Underdrop ~Complete~

Chapter 20

There were no dreams this time. Of course, I didn't know that, what with dreams and reality no more than a blur through the years. Walking on the outskirts of the woods on the way back to my hut, talking animatedly to a Papyrus I couldn't see is where it happened. With a warping of sound and the air around, there was a change.

"Red? Where are ya? I wanna talk about earlier!"

A... voice? There was a silhouette just ahead. Using my Turquoise magic, I float closer. A skeleton, slightly taller than me, with a dark blue hoodie, loose shorts, and pink and fuzzy slippers. He tapped his foot to some tune while looking around as I hid behind a tree.

"Red! Come on out! I don't got patience for your games." He said.

This must be a dream. Might as well see what he wants.

"Well, I don't know a Red, but I'm pretty blue myself?" I try, wary of the fact that he may not be able to hear me.

He whips around and looks directly at the tree I hide behind.

"Who's there?" He asks.

"Um, Sans. Who are you? What are you doing here?"

I float out tentatively, crown glinting as I pull magic to me in case he attacks. It's just a dream anyway, I don't know why I'm bothering.

"Call me classic, buddy. Where's everyone else?" He didn't answer the second question.

"Everyone else? Did you call others here?" 

"Oh gosh! You're probably in the middle of a timeline! Just give me your SOUL for a sec so I know which way to go will ya?"

Magic lights up my eye red as I look at him and send a small fire attack his way. He dodges, but doesn't fire one back. If I needed any more proof that this was a dream...

"I don't know about you, but I'm going to go over there and wake up. Maybe I'll see you next dream 'Classic'" With that I floated away to almost immediately fall as Blue magic encases my SOUL.

He looks at me and I gulp as he pulls out my SOUL.

Drop!Sans

HP: 1

DF: 1

Atk: 2-9999