Sans plastered on a smile and opened it, seeing nobody at eye level, he looked down to see Temmie. Sans’ smile disappeared and a frown appeared in its place.

“Hello Temmie.” Sans greeted curtly.

“No need to get hostile, Smiley Trash Bag. I come in peace, can I come inside?” Temmie lifted a foot to gesture to the inside of the house. Sans stepped aside slightly to let the soulless being in. If possible, He knew that if Temmie had come to approach him in his own house, then it must be important. Closing the door, Sans faced the small, dog-like creature.

“What do you want?” Sans asked vehemently.

“Sheesh, I just came to tell you that I figured out how to stop the RESETs for good.” Temmie looked at him seriously, making eye contact.

“Is there a catch?” Sans inquired curiously. He thought the soulless creature loved the RESETs and everyone dying.

“My, my, aren’t you the smart one? Yes, there is.” Temmie mocked slightly.

“Get on with it then.” Sans growled, his left eye flashing blue for a moment.

“We have to wait until next timeline. Because as soon as Chara RESETs, we need to act fast.”

“Explain.”

“I know how strong Papyrus is physically, with his help next timeline we can destroy the RESET button.” Temmie stated. Sans sat on the couch.

“How?”

“We tell him on the way to the ruins about the timelines and all that. Then you hover Chara in the air with your blue magic. She will struggle, but if I bite her neck it will bring her HoPe down enough that she knows she will be in trouble. At that point, she should try to do a RESET to get rid of us. When she is about to do so, Papyrus needs to destroy the RESET button.” Temmie explained.

“How do you know how strong Papyrus is physically?”

“It’s hard to miss when he’s kicking down thick trees in Snowdin forest in one hit.” Temmie smirked. So Papyrus had gotten stronger over the course of the RESETs just as Sans had.

“How do we get to the SAVE screen?” Sans questioned.

“Simple! After I bite her, you grab Papyrus and teleport into the SAVE screen. You’ve done it before with me, it should be the same concept.” Sans nodded slowly.

“It sounds like it could work, but why would you want the RESET button destroyed?” Sans asked.

“I-I want to be loved, and have a home for once.” Temmie spoke softly and had it not been for Sans’ great hearing as a Nightmare, he wouldn’t have heard her.

“Tell you what, if this works, you can live with me and Papyrus.” Sans offered, his good nature breaking through his hard exterior that he put up when Temmie was around.

“Y-you would do that? Even after all I’ve done?” Temmie looked teary eyed but happy.

“Yep, if we get rid of the RESETs it will give me enough reason to trust you, you little turd.” Temmie sprang into Sans’ lap, her tail wagging slightly and her paws on his chest.

“Thank you so much!” Temmie looked genuinely happy and Sans couldn’t sense an ounce of deceit, only pure happiness. As Judge, if he chose, he could sense people’s emotions and intent. He didn’t use it much because it felt like an invasion of privacy. But whenever he used it on Temmie he couldn’t get a read because she had no soul, therefore no emotion. But he now sensed emotions from her; guilt for all she’s done, the DETERMINATION to stop Chara, and the happiness of being accepted.

“You’ve started to gain emotion.” Sans told her with a smile. Temmie’s eyes grew wide.

“Y-you're right, I’m feeling! But how?” Temmie looked at Sans questioningly.

“Maybe the saying, ‘Time heals all wounds’ is true.” Sans replied with a small smile. He truly didn’t know but he thought that it might be best to not start testing how it was. Temmie smiled back before she looked around curiously.

“Where’s Papyrus?” Sans’s pupils vanished before quickly reappearing and he hoped Temmie didn’t notice, but she did. “Sans?” Sans sighed, he knew he couldn’t get out of this. Temmie was pushy and stubborn, he knew. She wouldn’t drop it and would find out no matter what Sans did.

“He’s dead, he fell because he thought I was dying before him in the genocide runs.”

“Because he would always find your scarf, because it always falls off at that one spot, covered with dust from the air.” Temmie replied. “I didn’t think he remembered the RESETs. That takes a little off our plate.”

“It does, but what should we do about the kid this run?” Sans looked at Temmie, who sat on his lap.

“She’s going genocide again so just let her go through it, just, try not to fall. Okay?” Temmie looked at him pleadingly.

“Alright,” Sans sighed. “But why?”

“Because your friends need you. You are the Judge. You are a powerful being that is the hope of the Underground when Chara does the genocide route. You need to be here. You are a light in the Underground.” Temmie looked at him with pleading eyes he never thought he would see on her.

“Alright, I won’t fall. But that means you have to keep me company so I don’t get lonely, ok?” Sans was ready to give Temmie a chance. After all, Temmie had as much knowledge as he did about the RESETs. It would be nice to talk to someone who understood at least some of the pain he’s gone through, the pain of a script.

“Ok!” Temmie smiled and Sans felt a fierce urge to protect the small creature.

“Hey, you want something to eat?” Sans asked, putting Temmie down next to him and getting up.

“Sure! I want to see why Papyrus loves your cooking so much.” She bounced off the couch, tail wagging slightly.

“Nobody knows how well I can actually cook. Except Papyrus of course…” Sans trailed off and his eyelights disappeared.

“Sans?” Temmie placed a paw on Sans’s leg.

“I’m alright.” Sans smiled at her, eyelights returned.

“If you say so.” Temmie sighed.

“Hey, you’re calling me by my real name! Wow, and here I thought you didn’t like me.” Sans teased as he went into the kitchen.

“Hahaha, you think you’re so funny. I just need to think of a better nickname for you.” Temmie rolled her eyes as she followed him.

“I don’t know what you are talking about, I’m hilarious!” Sans dramatically placed a hand on his chest, pretending to be wounded. This action won him a small giggle. Sans began pulling out some ingredients.

“What’ca maken’?” Temmie inquired as she sat at the table.

“That’s a surprise.” Sans looked back at her, a finger in front of his teeth.

“You’re no fun.” Temmie pouted. Sans laughed.