You ruffled through your bag, pulling out a handful of letters to file through the names. You had then sectioned by AU’s (you had long learned to do that, rather than having to keep coming back because you missed a letter) just so you can go one by one.

It was the start to your day, meaning you were only getting there barely. You only adjusted your hat, smiling as you read her the letters.

Of course, it was Classic Sans first. Why wouldn’t it be? His mailbox was already stuffed with letters sitting there from a year ago. You sighed, taking your scissors and cutting a portal open.

Being a mail carrier human was no easy task. You’ve regularly been running away from the Bad Sans for even existing (mainly because you need to drop off the scraps of mail they rarely get) making you not want to go there at all. Besides, they refused the mail anyways.

You sighed, boots crunching into the snow as you stepped into the classic take of Undertale. You wouldn’t be in harms was here, unless there was an all out AU brawl here like last time…

“Hiya, mail carrier!” A bunny monster waved, tips of her ears curling as she smiled at you. People from various AU’s seemed to know you, on account of frequent visits. They didn’t know you came from a different place (they only knew of the human from their timeline, and when it was resetted, they forgot about you once more) “Same ‘ol today?”