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SANS, SANS! WAKE UP YOU LAZYBONES.
Sans woke up with a start and grown.
"femur minutes Paps."
"NOW SANS, I KNOW I DID NOT JUST HEAR YOU PUN. NOT THIS EARLY IN THE MORNING." Papyrus opened his bedroom door with a scowl on his face.
' Deja Vu anyone,' Sans thought with a smile. "Why Papyrus, it's like you're petilla-ing me that you don't know me at all."
"AUDIBLE SIGH, YOU'RE RIGHT SANS, I DO KNOW YOU. LIKE I ALSO KNOW YOUR ABOUT TO BE LATE FOR YOUR SHIFT."
Sans looked at his now useless alarm clock. "I still have ten minutes."
"YOU FORGOT DAYLIGHT SAVINGS." Papyrus said while looking exasperated.
"Hmm?"
"THE AREA THAT YOU'LL BE WORKING IS AMERICA THE HAVE AN OLD TURNING THE CLOCKS AN HOUR OR SO EVERY TWO SEASONS. SOMETHING TO DO WITH FARMING I THINK." Papyrus grabbed a book out of his inventory and started flipping through it.
"What?" Sans quickly started going through his room looking frantically.
"DON'T TELL ME YOU DIDN'T READ THE MANUAL! NO SCRATCH THAT OF COURSE YOU WOULDN'T." Papyrus exclaimed while he suddenly found what he was looking for in the book. "NYEH FOUND IT, " he then promptly placed it in front of Sans to read.
It is imperative that the sleep aids have knowledge that twice a year in the countrys, (see pg 64), clocks change time. An easy way to remember this is spring forward and fall back, as in during the Spring Time the clocks are turned forward one hour while fall back is when they turn the clocks an hour back during the autumn seasons. The reason for this is that farmers used this extra hour to produce more crops. It is no longer needed however, it has become a social norm. so sleep aids still need to be aware of it. The dates that this change to con…..
Sans eyelights dilated, "...Fudge!!!" He quickly ran to his laundry pile and pulled out his uniform. Which happened to be a very rumpled soft yellow robe. One of the reasons that he took the job in the first place was that he loved the uniform.
"SANS WOULD YOU AT LEAST PUT IT IN THE DRYER WITH A WET WASHCLOTH THAT ROBE IS MORE WRINKLED THAN MR. GERSON, AND THAT'S SAYING SOMETHING."
Sans laughed hard, "I'm going to tell the boss man you said that."
"GASP, YOU MOST CERTAINLY WILL NOT, NOT IF YOU WANT TO GET CAUGHT FOR SLEEPING IN."
"Another day then," Sans finished tying his sash and grabbed his footwear of choice. "Well, I'm off." He shortcuts downstairs to the kitchen to grab a piece of bread from the breadbox.
With a loud thump Papyrus skipped the stairs entirely and skidded to the kitchen door. "OH COME ON SANS, AT LEAST TOAST THE BREAD."
"Oh come on Papyrus, use the stairs that's what they're for." Sans said sarcastically while placing the piece of bread in his mouth.
"SANS YOU'RE NOT GOING TO RUN OUT LIKE AN ANIME GIRL LATE FOR SCHOOL."
"Yep, I'm hoping I'll get lucky see ya paps," and with that, he walks through the front door.
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Now usually he would use his shortcut to get to his destination. However, one thing about the SandMan headquarters is that it's enchanted to keep out nightmares that would corrupt the system.
He walked through the revolving door and heard a robotic voice [SA Comic Sans Gaster is in office, he is one hour six minutes twenty-three sec late]
"Ya ya, not like it's the first time." Sans scowled at the intercom contemplating how to deactivate it permanently.
"The time change got ya hu."
Sans jumped in surprise and turned around to see a very weathered turtle. "Geesus boss man, you made me jump out of my skin."
"Whaahaha, take it as payback for unscrewing all the coffee sweeteners."
Gerson tapped his cane on the ground for emphasis.
"It was all done in good taste." Sans said with a smirk, he was always pranking the front office. That was just one of the many classics he has done.
"Wha-ha-ha, that it was. Here's the list of troubled sleepers you're in charge of tonight." Gerson handed him a folder.
Sans took it and smiled at it softly. They're different divisions of the SandMen. They're the dream walkers, they distribute the dreams. Then there's the nightmare Watchmen; they are the defense force. Then there was his division of the sleep aids they dealt with the insomniacs, narcoleptic, and any other problem that denies a sleeper's rest or a regular sleeping routine.
"Be sure you're careful with this one, she's a newborn." Gerson softly taped the first name on the clipboard.
"Of course I'll be careful I practically raised my Bro." He looked at the name Sarah Avec, cute.
"Mueh he, well I'll be off then, don't wait up for me." And with the pop, he Shortcut it only to find himself a couple of inches away from his original spot.
"You can't-"
"You can't shortcut in and out of the building yeah yeah I know." Sans walked out of the building with a Blue blush Freckling his face.
"Wha-ha-ha, kids." And with that, Gerson went to his Office.