'I can have what I want, own who I want. I will make you love me one way or another.'

The next morning, Frisk, the Ambassador, woke up in an unfamiliar bedroom. She looked around to analyze where she was, until someone walked in the room.

"You're already awake?"

Sans asked as he sat at the edge of the bed making the Ambassador stutter in fear.

"W-Who are you?! Where am I?! W-W-Why am I here?!"

Frisk asked in confusion, Sans stood up and walked over the frightened, confused girl and sat near her.

"Blah, blah, blah. I'm too lazy answering your questions, Dollface."

He grinned, Frisk rose a brow.

"Then, who are you first?"

Frisk asked still very confused.

"Sans... Sans the Skeleton, at your service."

Sans smirked that made a small tint of red appear on the Ambassador's cheek.

"The Sans the Skeleton?"

"The one and only most wanted and dangerous serial killer and criminal in the city."

Sans replied proudly at her questions. But, Frisk started to tear up, but she held it back.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?! I WILL GIVE YOU EVERY AMOUNT OF MONEY. YOU CAN TAKE EVERYTHING!"

Frisk yelled out, but Sans just cupped her cheeks and wiped away her tears.

"Who said I want money? I want you..."

As he said that, he leaned in her neck and kissed it, Frisk started to cry.

"Don't cry, I won't bite..."

But, he lied, he bit Frisk's neck. Frisk cried and struggled. As soon she was lost in his grip, she ran to the door and went downstairs to be greeted by Papyrus, Alphys, and Mettaton aiming at her is a gun, with Mettaton, she's aiming a Laser gun at Frisk. Frisk froze in place, until Sans appeared in front of her blocking the three monsters.

"Woah, don't you guys know how to greet a new friend?"

Sans' left eye flamed purple that made the three monsters put down their weapons.

"Papyrus the Skeleton, Alphys the Lizard and Mettaton Ex? Why are you guys here in one location?"

Frisk asked in confusion,

"They're working for me, Sweety."

Sans replied, then Papyrus spoke,

"WE WORK FOR MY BROTHER, DEAR AMBASSADOR."

"You three? Work for... him?"

Frisk questioned as she pointed at Sans, the three of them nodded in agreement.