(I Was) Stronger Than You

Sans began to stir, pain wracked throughout his body, he could feel something heavy on his chest, something restraining him? He cracked open an eye and looked down, it wasn't what he was expecting at all.

"A pink frilly blanket, where am I? Am I at Toriel's?" He questioned silently as he looked around hoping for a moment only to see none of the familiarity of his friend's abode, only to see pictures of the same yellow winged....horse? He tried to get up to get a better look but in his weakened state from fighting Chara....or was it Frisk? That kid had too many names for themselves, anyway, the point being he was too weak to even lift off the heavy blanket. He continued to struggle but felt something restrict his movements further, he lifted what he could of the heavy covering and saw his ribs had been bandaged, they were stained with dried blood, how long had he been out? Where was he? And why did this person have a room dedicated to a butter-yellow horse? He wasn't one to judge but it wasn't making his stay very comforting. He sighed and his left eye began to glow, he really hated using this, sure it made things easier, but he wasn't one to show off, he preferred people, or monsters, to think of him just as a simple pun-loving skeleton who never took anything seriously. The last part rang through his mind...

Seriously...

The last thing that he did take seriously was that kid, and thanks to them everyone he ever knew, heck, everyone in the underground was gone, it just made him that much more upset, not angry, just upset. Nothing really made him angry anymore, but that kid struck a cord. He levitated the blanket off him and tossed it into the corner where he found a pile of half-eaten carrots tossed about, heh, reminded him and his socks, but no time for memories, he had to get out of here, the last thing he needed was to run into another human. He shakily made his way to the nearby window sill, whatever inhabited this house was roughly his height or shorter as the window was just low enough for him to sit on and the hop off to escape his captor. He closed the window as quietly as he could but it still made an audible click as it shut, he looked through the window and saw the door remain shut for a few seconds meaning they knew nothing. He sighed and turned around only to see a bear, easily as tall as his brother staring him down.

"Look, fella, I don't want any trouble, just let me be on m-" Was all he could negotiate before the bear turned and ran for its life, wherever Sans was his kind must not be commonplace. As he Shrugged off the encounter without conflict he made his way into the forest to rest, recuperate, and figure out where and when he was.