-M O N S T E R T O W N-
~PT - 2 — YOUR POV~
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I yawned tiredly. The first thing I saw was the light from the window shining onto my bed sheets. Getting up, I changed out of my night gown an into a new F/C day gown. After putting my clothing in the laundry basket, I went over to Sans' room. Did Father leave yet? I peeked inside.
He must have left already, I don't see any traces of him being here. I walked over to the kitchen and started making myself some fresh pancakes, completed with a glass of milk and some bacon (Mmm, bacon...). After taking the time to eat my breakfast, I swept up a bit more around the house.
   BOOM! Thunder crackled and lightning struck outside. I looked at the wooden grandfather clock in the living room. It was 9 o'clock in the morning! When did Daddy leave? I thought about it for a moment. He usually leaves around 6 o'clock, and to get through the forest with a 86.5%, or higher, chance of getting lost in this weather, and being at least four-five days to get through there to the Northern region . . .
   He was lost. Or missing. Or dead at worst. Nobody could get anywhere in this storm! I shouldn't worry. Sans hash one through worse than this, I think. He, he'll be fine! Don't worry Y/N, just go read your books.
      Sans' POV
   |9:00 PM|
   I rode my single-horse-drawn carriage through the thick woods. I noticed a beautiful castle with vines growing up the walls, and without a second thought, I went right in. The storm was still going on, so I put my horse in the stables and ran inside. It was so warm! Though, a skeleton like me doesn't really mind the cold, as it just goes right through me.
I stayed in a bedroom inside the large castle. It looked to be deserted, but I'm good shape, like someone had recently been here. But who? After I slept through the night, I woke up and changed into some new traveling clothes. Then, after spending some time to wander around and explore the place, I found an outside garden.
On one side of the place there were rose bushes! I look for the reddest rose, the most perfect of them all, just like Beauty. I plucked the rose from its bush, but quickly regretted it, as I heard a loud roar straight after.
"HOW DARE YOU, TAKE ONE OF MY FLOWERS WHEN I GAVE YOU HOSPITALITY!" The voice booms. I jumped back in terror.
"W-who are you?!" I ask, afraid.
"I AM YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE!" He yells. Asgore bless Y/N, because I don't think I'm returning any time soon!

Blackness . . .

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Sorry it's short! But I hoped you enjoyed it so far! Later!
—Sunset—