A diferent kind of Love (Chara x reader)

Memories

Faint, small steps echoed through the corridor. As she takes another, and another step. Another step she already took more times than anyone's can count in this room.

Humming to herself a familiar song, Chara kept walking with no hesitation down the well known road to damnation.

"Ah, there you are Comedian."

And there it was. The thing she sought when arriving to this save file.

The demon smiled her criminal expressions, meeting the skeleton.

Sans on the other hand, was more tired. More than tired of all this fighting. More than tired of seeing his dear ones die.

But there was nothing he could do about it. All Sans had in his power was to proceed with amusing his owner.

...Their owner. Such a grimm thought. Sans accepted by now his fate, and realized that the underground, the place he lived, together with it's people were gone.

Now, the monsters home was just a playground. Their life was just a game. And the player never gets bored of playing the same game everytime.

"Aren't you gonna say anything, Sansy?"

"So you finally made it. Took your sweet time this timeline."

"There we go. Good boy."

"So, there are a few things I want to ask... But I doubt there anything I could say that you haven't already heard..."

"So I guess all I can do is get it over with."

Not even caring anymore, Sans lazily threw a few bones at the demon.

Chara on the other hand, remembering the perfect steps and way to dodge his attacks, made her way to him with no effort.

SLASH!

"...?"

Sans stood still.

Why did he do that? Wasn't he supposed to evade the incoming slash? That was exactly why he's been such a formidable opponent before. Yet, he remained still as a statue.

"Aren't you gonna say anything comedian? No jokes or puns?"

Indeed. Sans just stood there. No words. No movement. No reaction. As his skull slowly started dissipating into white cold dust, Chara started losing her temper.

"YOU'RE REALLY JUST GONNA STAND THERE AND DIE?"

...

"AFTER ALL THAT HAPPENED? AFTER ALL THIS TIME! YOU'LL JUST GIVE IT UP LIKE THIS? HOW DARE YOU COMEDIAN!"

"...What's the purpose anymore? I forgot."

"Huh?"

But before the comedian finished his argument, he already had turned into a pile of dust.

"What's the purpose?"

This is a question she had stopped asking a long time ago. Was there even a purpose for this? It was fun, and the price was always one already payed.

But that damn comedian! To try and spoil her fun! Who does he think he is?

...

Still. 'What's the purpose?' The question kept repeating in Chara's mind.

"I need to know..."

She told herself, as she turned back, and reached out to her save file.