Just Like Dust

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"heya kiddo." Sans stands at the end of the Judgement Hall.

"why are you doing this? kid, it's been five years."

Frisk simply stands there with a sadistic grin.

"you've been doing this for five years, murdering everyone i know and love."

"so, kid."

"it's a terrible day outside."

"birds are falling,"

"flowers are wilting."

"on days like these,"

"killers like you,"

"should be burning in the depths of hell."

Sans' left eyelight burns a blue flame.

Frisk approaches.

A series of Gaster Blasters fires.

-37 HP

"ya know, kiddo, you really gotta learn how to quit." Sans begins.

Sans slams Frisk against the wall using blue magic.

"cause one of these days, you're gonna get into a fight."

"and it'll be your last."

Frisk swings.

Miss.

Sans fires a volley of bones.

-14 HP

"guess you could say you're in a bit of a hot spot now, huh?" A circle of Gaster Blasters surround Frisk and fire at once.

-20 HP

Frisk approaches again.

Miss.

"kid, you've been doing this for years, don'tcha know i'm just gonna keep dodgi-"

-999999 HP

"oh."

"Not this time, Sans." Frisk declares.

"This time, we win." Frisk? boasts.

Frisk? Watches as Sans dies.

"welp... i'm goin' to grillby's."

"papyrus, you want anything?" Sans' eyes shoot open as a ring of Gaster Blasters surround the two.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~ transition ~~~~~~~~~~~~

"So, kiddo. Here we are again." Dust greets.

"I really gotta hand it to ya, you broke me."

"So now I'm gonna break you."

Dust's left eyelight burns a purple flame, and his right one burns red.

A swarm of bones impale Frisk's leg and nail it to the ground as a Gaster Blaster wall fires across the hall.

-54 HP

Shatter.

"Gotcha." Dust smirks.

Reload.

"Hey kid, wanna hear a joke?"

Frisk nods, amused at the gesture.

"Why didn't the monsters cross the road?" He asks.

"Because you killed them all."

Frisk is impaled by a wall of sharp bones.

~~~~~~~~~~~~ transition ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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