Nes was looking around this snowy area he had ended up in. He now had skin and was no longer San. He saw the home he and Papyrus used to share and rushed inside for shelter from the Snowdin Blizzard, the fire still pulsing from his room. Hearing his old trombone being played he rushed up the stairs and burst into his room, only to discover San playing it.
Nes looked at him in awe; seeing his prior self playing the trombone (Get it cause Sans is Ness, but it doesn't make sense because Sans is Ness in the future but in this Sans split up with himself to create Ness; I've taken this gag too seriously and I love it.)
San stared back, lustfully. "I've always wanted to BONE myself."
Then they attempted to have intercourse but it didn't really work because it was just Ness rubbing his dick against Sans bones and it was painful for both of them.
Also, imagine they are both eighteen please.
The End.
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San x Nes
FanfictionSans and Ness have somehow stopped being the same person to come together in this erotic fanfiction of their worlds colliding. Please, don't take this seriously, it is a joke; alternatively you could take it very seriously.
