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After taking for another hour or so it was decided that you could indeed stay at the house. Blueberry, who was still in your lap, did a small fist pump into the air as well as exclaimed ‘HUZZAH’ causing you to giggle. You took notice of the glares the two Sans’s next to you were sending Blueberry, was it because he had made you laugh? Jealousy already? Hopefully, you’d be able to survive with them for the long-term.

You had found out that every skeleton in the house was actually the same skeleton, just from different universes. The one to your left, who smokes and likes to flirt, was Gaster Sans (but you could call him G), the one on your right, who basically told you he wanted to eat you out, was Underfell Sans (but you could call him Red), the one beside G, who spoke ‘ye olde bad english’, was Oppositetale Sans (but you could call him Actor Sans or A.S.), the one on the other side of Red, who wore the labcoat and was now glaring at Red, was Science Sans (but you decided to call him S.S. for short… almost like a boat..), the one next to A.S., who wore the pink bunny slippers, was Undertale Sans (but you could call him Blue), and lastly the bundle of pure innocence and joy sitting in your lap was Underswap Sans (but you called him Blueberry). It was a lot to take in at first, but you got the hang of it, kind of like meeting one friends entire group for the first time and having no fucking clue what to do, okay a LOT like that!

Alphys had stopped doodling once or twice to watch you interact with the different Sans’s. Red would occasionally try his luck and grab your ass or lick your exposed neck when you were talking t someone on the opposite side of the couch. Luckily for you, and unluckily for him, you, Blueberry, and S.S. always kept him in check. You may be their employee, but you would make it clear that you were NOT their toy, you were NOT their pretty little doll, and you would NOT hesitate to kick some non-existent skele-ass!

Alphys didn’t seemed to mind, if anything she encouraged the correction of… unwanted…. inappropriate behavior. Red wasn’t deterred by your spurning, no, if anything it only intrigued him more, at least if the hungry look in his now flaming red left eye was anything to go by. G loved watching you get riled up, he made a remark about you being like a kitten, cute as hell but with sharp little claws too. Eh, you could take that. So long as he wasn’t groping you let him call you ‘kitten’ if he wants, it was kinda nice to actually have a buncha guys going ga-ga for you, even if it was annoying as all hell!

You began to ask if there were more universes and Alphys seemed to freeze like she forgot something. She responded quickly with a yes before flipping to a page in her notebook, looks like she came a little prepared. It basically had a few notes jotted down on it with a huge DON’T FORGET TO TELL THE HUMAN at the top of the page.

“O-oh I almost forgot to tell you! The machine I designed, th-that basically allows transverse across the universes, has yet to go to certain zones. We’ve c-contacted the Sans in each universe already via an-another device s-s-so that they could agree to the social experiment. Some we have excluded because of the danger the pose to either you or the other Sans’s, some have declined the offer, but most have accepted. S-so if a few Sans’s just happen to show up don’t worry about it. I’ll send all their info to your phone s-so you know the basics of how they act… uh… some of the Sans’ can be a bit…. Pushy,” Alphys finishes with a shrug.

You nod understandingly. So you could have new people show up at any time basically, okay, you can deal with that. Also, a few of those people are going to try and push your buttons, okay, you can hit a bitch. Or maybe you can have a little fun and play a flirt? Yeah… that sounds like fun, teasing these skeletons and playing them like fiddles.

Maybe you could get used to being the only girl in close proximity. “Alright, w-well I’ll leave you here then. S-sans or, um, Bl-Blue will sh-show you to your room. O-oh and before I forget, there are cameras all over the house, i-its f-f-for security purposes a-a-as well as recorded en-encounters and interactions,” she says before getting up and heading out.

Blueberry hopped off your lap and begin to dance around excitedly. “OOOO CAN I SHOW THE HUMAN HER ROOM?! I DECORATED IT AND EVERYTHING!!!! PPPPPLLEEEASSSEE BLUE?!!” He begs with puppy-dog eyes.

Blue laughs heartily and nods. “Sure kid, knock yerself out.”

And your hand is taken by the excited little bundle of energy as you get up from the couch. Blueberry leads you out of the living area and to the staircase. He practically drags you up them in his hasty excitement and he takes you to the last room on the right. “OKAY HUMAN COVER YOUR EYES!”  He commands releasing your hand.

You giggle a bit and do as you're told while he goes to open the door. You attempt to peek through your fingers, but quickly get caught in the act and decided against it. “NO PEEKING!!” Blueberry huffed with one gloved hand on his hip.

After a creak signified the opening of the door you felt a tug at your arm to let you know you could uncover your eyes now without reprimand. Your hands fall to your sides and you enter the room. It was… nice.

It was very much like a child’s room. The walls were a bright blue and covered in sparkling yellow stars. The ceiling was white like normal, but covered in those glow-in-the-dark star sticky things. You can definitely see Blueberry’s touch in the decor. The bed was a queen-size with a blue comforter and pillow set, as well as several plush animals sitting on top of it. Other notable items in the room were a blue dresser, a blue chest at the foot of the bed, a yellow star rug where some pink slippers sat (perhaps Blue’s contribution?), and a train set looping itself around in the middle of the room.

“SO HUMAN DO YOU LIKE IT!?” Blueberry asks excitedly.

“Yes! This is awesome! Thanks Blueberry! MWUAH!” You kissed his cheekbone audibly and felt him stiffen up. Wow, it wasn’t going to be hard at all to have a bit of fun with the skeletons was it?

“OH MY! UM O-OF COURSE, YOU LIKE IT! THE MAGNIFICENT SANS NEVER DISAPPOINTS! MWEH HEH HEH!” He says triumphantly. “OH! OH! LOOK AT THIS!”

He turns out the lights and you can clearly see the stars stuck to your ceiling. “ISN’T THAT THE COOLEST! THEY GLOW IN DARKNESS! I WAS GONNA PUT THEM UP IN MY ROOM, BUT THEN I REMEMBERED WE WERE GOING TO HAVE A HUMAN LIVE HERE AND I WANTED TO MAKE SURE THAT THE HUMAN NEVER FELT SCARED! EVEN IN THE DARK! SO I PUT THEM UP HERE TO CHASE THE SCARY THINGS AWAY! MWEH HEH HEH!” He says. Aww, that’s so cute. “BUT IF YOU STILL FEEL AFRAID HUMAN WORRY NOT! FOR I, THE MAGNIFICENT SANS, SHALL BE TWO ROOMS DOWN! YOU CAN ALWAYS COME TO ME IF YOU REQUIRE ANYTHING HUMAN!”

You nod and fake a yawn. “OH GOODNESS! SORRY FOR KEEPING YOU UP! I’LL JUST LEAVE NOW! GOOD NIGHT NEW HUMAN FRIEND! SWEET DREAMS!” He says before shutting the door behind him, lights still out.

Luckily, there was enough light from the glowing stars to see the bed’s outline in the room. You strip to your underwear and snuggle under the covers, careful not to disturb the stuffed animals. Blueberry was just so adorable, man you really almost felt bad for teasing him with that kissalmost. He seemed to enjoy it so that eased your mind.

Suddenly, your phone goes off on the nightstand next to the bed. The stand was blue, like everything else, and small, but enough to hold your phone and a glass of water or something. The vibrations against the wood sounded much louder than normal vibrations, it almost reminded you of an electric shaver for fucks sake.

You grab your phone and open the new message. It was from Alphys, big shocker there, saying she hoped you were settling in nicely and giving you brief descriptions of new tenants who were supposed to be arriving tomorrow.

 

‘Hey -----, Alphys here! I’m glad the meeting went well and you fit the position! :3 I wouldn’t know what I’d do if I’d had to take you back to the park…. Um… sorry I got off-track there, kind of happens a lot. Anyway, I’m texting you because I told you I would send the details of new tenants, and we just got confirmation from three…. unique individuals who I feel you should definitely be updated on before meeting!

Don’t worry though, none of the participants in the social study are dangerous, I promise! Though they may...misbehave at times. Anyway, here are their current files! Please read them thoroughly! I, uh, know they aren’t exactly ‘detailed’ but it’s all the information we have as of now, I’m sorry!

 

Underlust Sans: Nickname: Sex Machine, Daddy

Occupation: Sex Machine, Patrolman

Universe Details: Humans who fall down here are generally of the age of consent, or at least that’s what we’re told. Frisk in this world is much older and definitely feminine. Monsters here don’t fight humans, instead they see the rare opportunity to...um… engage in exotic tastes as too good to pass up. The SOUL is pulled out during the ‘activity’ just like in a fight, but instead of damaging it with attacks they use it as an erogenous zone. SOUL magic is practically the ONLY magic humans have, so it is very sensitive, similar to summoned genitalia in some monster species, only even more compact. The slightest touch can cause a tremendous reaction from the human, it isn’t uncommon for a human to reach orgasm simply from SOUL stimulation alone. In fact, orgasm can be achieved rather easily using this method and one can even use the SOUL for the purpose of multiples. Should a monster want to take the human's SOUL, they simply overstimulate it to the point of unconsciousness, in this state the SOUL can be absorbed or simply taken. Underlust Sans has collected a total of three SOUL’s throughout his career as a patrolman.

Personality: While some would consider him to be vulgar and downright deplorable, there is an undeniable charm to this particular Sans. He insists on being called ‘Daddy’ since no one will stoop so low as to calling him ‘Sex Machine’. Somehow this is, though degrading, rather arousing for most of the staff. While one can clearly tell he wants to do so much more with the people around him, he is, for the most part, behaving. He hasn’t forced himself on anyone and he keeps his inappropriate behavior to a minimum or at least waits until he is out of the eyes of the public. He tries to be charming, while simultaneously trying to get the object of his desire out of their clothing as quickly as possible, in such a way that is domineering. Tread carefully around this one.



Mafia Sans: Nickname: Skullface

Occupation: Hitman

Universe Details: This Sans gives only vague details about his universe, perhaps he is trying to protect it? At any rate, we do know it is much more violent than ours. Fights are commonplace and deaths are even more so. Their Frisk was still a kid, their Frisk refused to fight, and just like ours their Frisk broke the BARRIER and freed them...but it wasn’t any better on the SURFACE. The monsters had grown to use to the life they’d known. It had become too late to change their ways. They didn’t know any other way of life. Luckily, they didn’t have to, humans had their own versions of what the monsters had created UNDERGROUND. So they kept the kid in the dark and with Toriel who wanted nothing to do with the mafia anymore, but as anybody can tell you once you are in there is no way out. So she became a safehouse for injured members, her healing magic being unrivaled and her heart being too big to deny those in need. Sans dealt with the trash, the deal breakers, the squealers, the shit druggies who couldn’t pay back loans, anybody he was told to dispose of. He was good at his job, and he was discreet. He could be in and out within a few seconds and no one would know what had happened to the poor fool he’d eighty-sixed. Sans has killed anywhere between a hundred to two hundred men and monsters, he claimed to have stopped counting after sixty.

Personality: He is suave and smooth, making those around him relax and play right into his hands. He likes to play poker, though hates to lose which makes it very hard to find and keep partners. He also has an ‘appreciation’ for beautiful things. Once he has his sights set on something he will stop at nothing to get it.



Dancetale Sans Nickname: Hip Hop

Occupation: Dancer

Universe Details: This universe is a lot like our own, but it differs in that fights are dance battles. Their Frisk was a ballet dancer and a good one at that, she was decidedly feminine and a little older than our Frisk. Their Asriel also appears to be living, though Chara is not. Sans specializes in Hip Hop style while Papyrus, being the more romantic of the two, seems to enjoy the tango. It’s interesting to see the footage of dance battles, but other than that there isn’t much to say on this universe.

Personality: He can be a bit shy. He wears his hood when dancing in public view so as to block out the world, but when alone or with his brother he pushes it down revealing his true desire to be seen and adored. He is very slick and can talk his way out of or into any situation. He enjoys dancing with others, but often times finds himself embarrassed even though his skills are superb. He loves to teach people how to dance and never gets angry with beginners, despite their mistakes. While teaching his anxiety seems to dissipate and he calms down around that person. Feigning ignorance may be a valid option when it comes to this Sans.



Jeez that’s a lot to read! Well, it seems like you’ll know a lot more about these Sans’s than you do about the ones you’re already stuck with! You lay back on the bed setting your phone on the nightstand. Man, this is going to be one full house…….oh Jesus Fucking H Christ can’t believe I actually made that reference!