Sans was in his classroom, trying to doze off on his desk. His class had a free period, so Katsuki sat next to his desk with the rest of his "Dumbass Squad" around them. Their relationship was exposed when Kaminari was asking him when their wedding would be and if he could be the best man. Sans was a bright blue mess in stitches while Katsuki chased after the electric type blonde.

Right now though, he had to decide what Hero Agency he wanted to intern with and that was keeping him awake, much to his annoyment.

"Why're you still awake, Gaster? I'd have thought you'd be out the moment free period left Mr. Aizawa's mouth."

"I can't sleep. The Internship is bothering me. Paps want me to go somewhere safe, but the only safe agency belongs to Uwabami, and there is no way I'm going on live tv to promote products of any kind."

"What are your top three choices?"

"Snipe, The Wild Wild Pussycats, and Gunhead."

"If safety is a concern of your brother's, Gaster, why don't you go with the Pussycats?"

Mina agreed with Kaminari almost immediately.

"Yeah. They specialize in mountain and forest rescues and I heard from one of the teachers that they've taken time off for the rest of the school year and summer. You wouldn't be doing anything dangerous and you would still be able to learn under them."

"Cool. I guess I'll go with that then. Now that that's outta the way, I can finally get some -"

"Hello my sweet Class 1-A~"

"Oh come on."

Sans groaned and let his forehead smack against the desk. He was just getting ready to sleep. Katsuki gently shuffled his hair in sympathy.

"Alright, your free period is over. Get to your seats."

Katsuki ruffled Sans's already messy white hair before grumbling back to his desk.

"Midnight is here to help you choose your hero names. If I were you, I'd be careful with what you choose. There's a really good chance the name you choose now will stick with you for the rest of your life. So take this seriously and don't be an idiot."

Aizawa left the room with his sleeping bag, presumably to the staff room.

"Alright children. I will give you each a whiteboard and a marker. I want you to write down the hero name you want, and I'll help you revise it. Oh, and you'll each present them to the class. Good luck~"

Sans stared at the whiteboard as he racked his brain. Should he make his nickname Skeletor for the memes? Nah, too predictable. Bone Boy? Gross, absolutely not. He silently watched his classmates present their names with pseudo confidence. There were some good ones; like Froppy, Tentacole, Tsukuyomi, Red Riot, etc. However, there were some really stupid ones; "Can't Stop Twinkling", Pinky, Uravity, Deku, Shoto...

Sans respected Iida for taking up the mantle of Ingemium. He found out through Uraraka about what happened to Iida's brother. He felt bad about it, but didn't know why. Iida's brother was alive, injured and forced into an early retirement, but alive. Sans chalked it up to his human body giving him new emotions and sub emotions to sadness.

He nearly burst into laughter when Katsuki tried to argue "King Explosion Murder" was a good hero name. He DID lose it when he changed it to "Lord Explosion Murder."

"Stop laughing Richter!"

"Sorry, Lord Explosion Murder."

Sans's laughter increased and he fell out of his desk. Midnight smirked at the faint upward shift of Bakugo's lips. She knew these two had something.

"Oh dear, looks like we've run out of time. We'll come back to you lovelies after lunch break. Shoo now, before all the good food is taken~"

Sans got to his feet suppressing a yawn. Katsuki was in a heated argument with both Eijirou and Todoroki, even though he was yelling and Eijirou was laughing. Sans smiled, glad his bro got along with Katsuki so well.

He left the classroom, with his hand in his hoodie pocket. His hoodie made him look bigger than he actually was, but he wasn't wearing it anymore just to wear it. Because of his small human body, he got cold very quick and it didn't show how skinny he really was. He didn't like answering questions about himself.

"Yo, Gaster!"

Sans turned around, only to narrowly dodge...something. A sharp blade was embedded in the ground behind him with a piece of his hoodie.

"Wow, you actually dodged. Looks like Monoma was right."

A tall dude with a bug-like head glared at him. He had a fluffy looking green mohawk and pincer things coming from his mouth. Sans grinned at him, but narrowed his ear, preparing his magic to defend himself.

"I don't think we've met before. Is that any way to greet a new pal?"

"We're not "pals." Why would I want to be friends with some useless ass skeleton looking freak."

He wouldn't lie, that cut him a little. When Katsuki used to call him that, it was a friendly jab with no hostility, but this dude really didn't like him, for whatever reason.

"Cool. I'm going to lunch now. Thanks for the skeleton comment, but it kinda ribbed me the wrong way."

"What the fu- "

"Sorry, I'll stop, bugging you now."

Sans snickered into his hand.

"You little -"

"Oi!"

A loud explosion interrupted the bug-boy from finishing his sentence.

"Hey bro. Was this guy bothering you?"

"Nah, it's just a new pal of mine."

"Are you lying, Richter?"

Katsuki had the taller boy by his shirt collar. The boy's eyes were blown wide, and he was sweating profusely. It looked like the boy's collar was starting to burn as smoke came from his palm.

"Why would I lie to you, Ground Zero?"

"Bro, what happened to your hoodie?"

The boy looked to be regretting his life choices at that point.

"I accidently scared him and he used his quirk. He didn't mean to and already promised to replace my hoodie after school."

Sans sent a smirk at the boy.

"Right, pal?"

"Y-yup! Just an accident! Please don't hurt me!"

"Hmph, fine!"

Katsuki dropped the boy on his ass and slung Sans onto his back.

"Hey bud, wanna join us for lunch? I promise Ground Zero won't bite. Eiji might."

Sans laughed as Eijirou sputtered.

"S-sure."

The boy walked next to Eijirou as the four of them walked down the hall.

"So, pal, what was your name? I didn't seem to catch it in that chaos."

"Kamakiri Togaru. I'm in 1-B."

"Great to meet you Kama. Did you get any internship offers?"

"Yeah, uh, I got one from Snipe."

"I decided to go with the Pussycats. Ground Zero, Eiji, who'd you choose?"

"I'm going to Fourth Kind! He's a manly and intense pro!"

"Best Jeanist. He's the number four pro hero."

"I hope Pap is chill enough with the Pussycats being my choice."

"Bro, I'm sure he'll be thrilled it's not a dangerous agency like Endeavor's, Todoroki said he's an abusive man."

"He did send an offer to me, but I didn't want to go to his agency regardless. I don't like his face."

Katsuki and Eijirou snickered at Sans's comment, while Kamakiri balked. Sans got a sweet mango curry, Katsuki got a spicy chicken sandwich (I hate myself, I almost wrote sanswich, now all I can imagine is Sans in two pieces of bread), Eijirou got a fruit sandwich, and Kamakiri got oyakodon.

Sans's nose crinkled at the spicy smell, but thankfully his sweet curry masked most of it. He listened to Katsuki and Kamakiri argue about pro heroes. Eijirou and him spoke quietly about his not-so-secret crush on a certain pinky girl in their class.

"Yo, Gaster!"

Kaminari and Mina plastered themselves on Sans and Eijirou's backs, with Mina being on Eijirou.

"What good did you get?"

"Mango curry with ketchup."

"But I don't see ketchup."

Sans grin grew wider as his eyes narrowed. You've activated my trap card. Sans reached into his hoodie and set four bottles of ketchup on the table. He popped the lid off one and started drinking. Kaminari narrowed his eyes at Sans and snatched the bottle from his hands and took a big swig. His eyes widened comically before spitting all on Katsuki and Kamakiri.

"That's actually ketchup?!"

Sans, Eijirou, and Mina burst out laughing as the two boys chased a sketching Kaminari around the cafeteria.

"Come on bro, lunch's almost over."

"Kay."

Sans tucked his spare bottles back into his jacket, throwing out the one Kaminari contaminated. He laid on Eijirou's back the whole way back to class while Eijirou and Mina talked about their hero names.

Sans once again stared at his white board, with no idea what to write down. He listened to more names his classmates gave. Cellophane, Sugar Man, Anima, Creati...

"Gaster and Bakugo. Since you both can't come up with your to-be alias at the moment, you'll have an extension until your summer break is over. That should be plenty of time for you both to come up with something. Until then my sweeties~"

Sans groaned and took out his phone. He started playing a mind numbing idle game, unable to sleep.

<~With Natsumi K. and Papyrus~>

"I hate paperwork."

Papyrus groaned as he stretched across his desk.

"Same. Hey, here's some money, go get us some sandwiches and coffee. We're going to need the brain fuel."

Papyrus took the money and walked down to the vending machines. He got two fruit sandwiches and two coffees before he heard some guys in the holding cells talking. He was the only officer in the immediate area, so he decided to eavesdrop on them.

(For easier reading, they'll be C1 and C2, edit: I was super uncomfy while writing this)

C1 - "Did you see the Sports Festival?"

C2 - "Hell yeah I did! The kids fought their best, and I'm proud of my nephew for getting into the final rounds."

C1 - "That Gaster kid looked cute. He's such a fucking twink."

C2- "Bro, what?"

C1 - "What? You're telling me you didn't want any of that?"

C2 - "Dude, that's a literal child you're talking about."

Papyrus looked down when he felt something dripping on his foot. He gripped the coffee too tightly and it was crushed in his hands. He calmly (like Dumbledore) walked into the room and unlocked the guy's cell.

"Come with me."

Papyrus gripped the guy's arm, thankful of the station's lack of funding, meaning no cameras. Anywhere.

"I will let you go, if you see nothing, human."

"S-sure?"

Papyrus dropped the keys outside the cell and took the man out to his cruiser, shooting off a quick text to Natsumi.

Papyrus- Miss, Natsumi. I am headed to the store for better food than fruit sandwiches. I will return in a little while.

Natsumi K.- Nah, don't worry about it. Just head on home and I'm almost down with the rest of the paperwork. The kids and Sans will be home soon.

Papyrus drove his cruiser deep into the forest, a good mile away from the station and civilization itself.

"Where the hell you taking me?"

Papyrus's eyelights were swallowed by his now blood red sclera. He stopped the car and dragged the man by the hair to a rundown cabin hidden behind a cluster of trees and boulders.

Opening the door, a rancid and putrid smell hit the man in the face. Other than a dirty cutting board and butcher knife, a locked meat locker, and a locked door, the cabin was barren of anything. Then he noticed the rust colored stains on the walls, ceiling, and floor.

He was lifted off the floor by his shoulders and a sharp, agonizing pain erupted from the back of both shoulder blades and under his ribcage.

Papyrus let go of his, allowing him to sink on the rust and blood covered hooks. The man's pain increased tenfold when he wasn't being supported by Papyrus's hands. Papyrus walked toward the butcher knife, almost like he was in a trance. That's when he heard the voice.

"He was talking about Sans. Are you really going to allow him to say such...vulgar, nasty things about your beloved brother?"

"No. Nobody talks about Sans, or should even think about my brother that way."

"What are you going to do Papy? What are you going to do to the man who spoke and had such nasty thoughts about him?"

Papyrus swiftly threw the knife at the man's leg. Seemingly unaware of the screams.

"He does not deserve life. His soul is dark and filthy."

Papyrus yanked the butcher knife from the wall and unlocked the meatlocker behind him. Bodies of roughly men and women hung inside. Most were dead, but the ones who were still living were missing massive chunks of flesh, several limbs, and one even had their stomach slashed open, and their organs sitting on a rolling cart in front of them.

When the door was opened the ones still alive started screaming and crying at the sight of Papyrus.

"You shouldn't have spoken so badly of my brother, human."

Papyrus was out of his uniform and now in a set of mint green surgical scrubs, absolutely saturated with blood.

A little box appeared in front of the man's face.

"You have entered a fight with:  
"PAPYRUS"  
Hp - 57  

"Let us begin, shall we."

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I'm gonna be real y'all for a sec, I have no idea who to dedicate this chapter too, so I chose a random person who liked it ad decided to comment. 

So this chapter is dedicated to KustardShipping. 

Then you realise all the comments have been mainly two people 😑 Frisk Face