A/n: Wow, 121 views already. Didn't grow as fast as MS, but it's a great start!

Your POV

I open my eyes, turning to my head to the side. Before I yell in response to a certain skeleton spooning me and hugging my waist like a teddy bear, his head rested on my shoulder and he's breathing onto me, I think first. If I yell, I'd wake up Sans, and Frisk and Papyrus will come running in and seeing us like this. If I keep quiet and wait for him to wake up, that won't happen but then I'll go through the pain of cringing so bad my face would fall off. But if I just go to sleep again, he'll wake up before me and say not a word of what happened later.... okay that's a good plan. But I can't go to sleep again after waking up so I'm boned. Literally.

"Sans, wake up!" I whisper-shout. Well that's not gonna work.. I can't free any of my hands because his grip is strong (for someone who doesn't have any muscles..)... I blow sharply on his nose-hole to wake him. He's waking up... guess it worked.

(I CANNOT EXPRESS THIS WITH WORDS SO ILL DRAW WHAT HAPPENS. 10 VOTES AND ILL TURN IT INTO AN ACTUAL COMIC THATS MORE POLISHED, LONGER, MORE DETAILED AND LESS MESSY.)

'UH' is right, motherfucker, wait till I invade your personal space.

"Hello. Goodmorning, Sans." I blink repeatedly. "Morning." He's not letting go, that smooth lil'....

"You mind letting go?" "Y-Yeah, sorry." He let go, retracting back into his side of the mattress. "Thanks." I roll off the mattress and onto the floor, sitting up and facing the other direction.

I looked back, he looks sad. Now I feel guilty, damn. "Sorry, I'm just not used to that.." "No, I was invading your personal space, and it's not like we're a we anyway.. Sorry." He sat up.

"BREAKFAST!!!" My energy surge. Yay. "Woah, what was that?" "Oh, everytime I wake up I just get this burst of energy a few seconds or in this case a few minutes after waking up. It's totally normal, don't worry about it." "Okay.. let's just eat breakfast. They're probably awake by now." He stood up, stretching.

I stand up and stretch aswell, kracking my knuckles. Sans cringes at the sound. "What? What's wrong wi—oh right.. Sorrryyyyy....." I rub the crook of my neck, heading for the door. I turn the knob and it opens outwards, revealing an excited 4"5 short-haired adult.

"Goodmorning, Fri—" "SNOWMAN!!!! SNOWBALL FIGHTS!! ITS A WINTER WONDERLAND OUTSIDE!!" She grabbed my hand and pulled me through the hallway. I shot a 'help me' glance at Sans and he just shrugged.

She dragged me down the stairs and out the door, fresh piles of snow on the ground and Papyrus was already making a snow fort. It's still snowing a bit, snowflakes falling slowly and adding to the logic-defying landscape.

"HUMAN Y/N! IS SANS AWAKE?" "Yep." I cringe at what happened earlier. "WELL YOU BETTER WAKE HIM UP CAUSE WE ARE GONNA GO ON AN ALL OUT WAR!!! NYEH HEH HEH!!!!" He finished the snow fort. "Uh, okay. I'll go get hi—" "Sup." He rested a hand on my shoulder. "HELLO, BROTHER! HAVE YOU COME TO JOIN US IN A SNOWBALL WAR?" "Depends. Do I have to do the throwing?" "YES! AND NO MAGIC!" He pouted. "And we're doing teams!" Frisk gleamed. "Hmm.. I'll think about it." "So, how does this 'all out war' work?" I play a little with the fresh pile of snow beneath my feet.

"Well, we're gonna do rock paper scissors to choose teams so it's fair. The two who have the same kind are paired and the other that do not match are paired aswell. We have 5 minutes to build up our forts, (Pap, that means you need to start again) then we'll start the war!" "What if all of us have the same kind? Like all rock, all paper, all scissors? And what about if three have the same?" "That's the catch. It means one might play alone. But if all are the same, we'll go again. Okay, weapons are only made of snow and of course, no magic allowed. To win, you need to destroy the other team's base then hit the remaining players thrice with snowballs. Oh, and you can destroy the base by any means as long as no magic is involve. Like Minecraft Bed Wars. Okay, team picking now!"

I'm a little suspicious as to the team-picking mechanics because they made the rules and probably planned that me and Sans would get teamed together.

We all get closer. "Rock, Paper, Scissors!" Okay, so I went paper. Frisk is on my team and Sans and Papyrus are teamed. Guess not. This is gonna be fun.

"SO IT'S A SIBLINGS VS SIBLINGS HUH? NYEH HEH HEH!! WE ARE SURE TO WIN NOW! PREPARE TO BE BEATEN, HUMANS!" Papyrus 'ran to his battlestations' dragging Sans along with him to their side of the 'battlefield'.

I look at my watch. "It's 9:08AM, we'll start the war at 9:13AM. BUILD THE FORTS!!" I yelled, Frisk was already building the wall.

They were starting to already have the base for a castle. But our fort is gonna be sturdy and packed so there's no way they can destroy it! I stock up on snowballs since their fort is really far away. "Hey uh, when is a fort considered destroyed?" "If it looks like a pile of snow after getting hit, it's destroyed. So let's make our fort a little higher and with windows!" She looked pretty determined.

A minute before the war starts, I look at their base. It's a tower.. impressive. But I bet Papyrus is the only one who built it..

I look at my watch. "30 SECONDS BEFORE WE START!" I stock up on more snowballs. "So, who's gonna guard the fort?" "I am! No one's gonna get past me!" Frisk giggles, arming herself with snowballs. I peek from one of our windows. Papyrus is outside, carrying snowballs.

"10.. 9.. 8.." I count down, going outside.

"7.. 6.. 5.." Frisk joins me.

"4.. 3.. 2.. 1!!"

I hear several footsteps in the snow. The fort is pelted with snowballs, I dodge some. Our plan worked, it's not budging!

"Yeah! Don't even try to take down our fort!" I taunt. "OUR FORT IS IMPECCABLE, HUMAN Y/N! THERE IS NOT A WAY THE GREAT PAPYRUS HAS THOUGHT OF THAT YOU CAN INFILTRATE OUR BASE!"

Where's Sans? He in their fort? I'm gonna get worried if he's not in there. Diversion... "PAPS LOOK! A GIANT BOWL OF SPAGHETTI RIGHT THERE!" "*GASP* WHERE?!" He runs into the direction I pointed at, then I go to their base. I kick the tower wall, part of it collapses. I'm so evil. I destroy the bottom part, making some of the top part and middle part collapse. I go inside and see a stairwell up. Then it hit me. Literally. I get tackled by a heavy Sans. He's heavy for a skeleton.. He's sitting on top of my gut, smirking.

"Sans! Where did you.." I look up. Oh... he must have fallen from down there...

"PAPS, NOW!" He yells. I look at our fort. Papyrus is running from the forest and he's REAL fast. He rams into our fort, the walls and everything collapsing. Frisk yelps and runs outside. "FORT DOWN, FORT DOWN!!" She shouts. "Shit." I mutter. What should I do, what should I do?! I grab a pile of snow, turn it into snowballs and hit Sans. He gets thrown off me, I get up and try to destroy the rest of their tower. The stairs collapse, burying Sans and I under a fresh pile of snow. I make snowballs out of the surrounding snow and hit Sans in the face twice. He's able to dodge the last ball. "Darn it!" I try escaping the pile of snow that I'm trapped arm-to-toe—er.. yeah. But I can't get out. He's able to get out and has this evil grin on his face. He makes snowballs and pelts me with them, obviously eliminating me from the game. "Okay, okay! I'm out! You don't—ow! You don't have to hit me with snowballs anymore.. jeez..." I wiped the slush off my face, hair a little wet.

"Okay, okay. I'll stop." He put his hands in his hoodie pockets. I balled up a snowball and hit him in the face, some getting into his eye sockets. "That was for pelting my face with snowballs. And you're out too now." I smirked, getting out of the snow. He furrowed his non-existent eyebrows, opening his mouth to let the melted snow drain out. "Well played, Star—I mean Y/n!" His face turned blue. "Star? Is that my nickname now?" "U-Uh... Y-Yes? I mean.. No? Maybe?" "Well, I like it. The nickname can stay." It's a pretty clever nickname to say the least, like what he said last night.

"Oh, uh, okay then. What happened with Frisk and Pap?" "I dunno, actually." I turn to our destroyed base, Frisk running circles around it trying not to get caught by Papyrus. He's holding a GIANT snowball. "HELP ME!!!" She yelled, running towards us. "Papyrus is one hit left and so am I!! Quick, throw snowballs at him!!!' "Sorry sis, I'm out already." She started running, Papyrus chasing after her. "Well while they're running, I'm gonna build a snowman." I made a snowball and rolled it across the ground to make it bigger. Sans just sat on top of the pile of destroyed snow tower, watching the others run like crazy.

I place another ball of snow on top of the big one and then another one. I searched the ground for any pebbles and I see a pile of pebbles in a dark place beside their house. I run to get them, then I see this door behind their house. Was that there before? I pick up the pebbles and try to open the door. It's locked. I shrug and go back to making my snowman. I place two pebbles on the top part for eyes, four for the smile, and three for the buttons. "Hey, do you have a carrot?" I ask, turning to Sans. "Hmm? I dunno, but the shopkeeper far down the road might have some." "Okay then, I'll just run to the store to get them. Guard that snowman with your life." "Yeah, I will, Star. Now go before they notice that you're gone." I run past the houses at a fast pace, passing a librarby—? Librarby? I think that's supposed to be the library. I pass by Grillby's and then I see a small shop at the end of the town. I slow down, the snowflakes gathering a bit on my clothes. I go inside the little store, greeted by a bunny-type monster.

"Hello, welcome to my little store. How may I help you?" She smiled. "Do you happen to sell carrots?" I look around. "Why yes, but there's just one left. Someone went in and bought almost every carrot in here, said something about making a special spaghetti.. Here we are, the last carrot." She grabs it from under the counter and places it on top. "How much?" "Just 3G, it's a small one anyway." I handed her the gold pieces and took the carrot, greeting her 'goodbye' then running back to my work-in-progress snowman. Pap and Frisk are still at it.. How do they even have that much energy left?

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Word count: 1930

I'm gonna cut it here, it's going over the 1500 word limit and that limit almost doubled last chapter :/