Sans has lived through countless timelines. He's seen the kid make friends with everyone, only to give up in the final moments. He's seen the kid killed, over and over and over again. Sometimes, he'd even done the killing himself. And no one ever remembers. Not even the kid herself. It's an exhausting cycle, one that...
(This story contains 18+ subjects. Please read the tags.) You're at your limit. Life has never been the kindest, in regards to you. But now, it's just getting to be too much....something has to give. So, you decide to make a change.... ....and as a result, fall down a giant hole. Yeah, life's funny like that.
Moved from AO3 because of reasons! "You are the only maid (or worker in general) that serves for the Skeletal Household. It's a skele-ton of work, but you manage by keeping onto a fairytale dream."
Sans and Papyrus were your best friends until randomly they just cut off all contact with you. This went for everyone else in your life so it didn't really hurt that much when they did. The only question is why they didn't do it sooner. So after two years of loneliness, what was originally a drop off turned into a ho...