A/N: Um, hi. It's been a while. I can't really explain why I got back into this hyperfixation, but it hit me hard. I've been busy. It's been almost 8 years since I wrote the first chapter of this collection of drabbles. Well, if you call 2 a collection. It's hard to believe how much has changed. I've graduated college, I've completed all my internships, and now I'm struggling to get a job. I've been depressed about it, feeling useless while I try to find any work I can, but getting a real job is a lot harder than I thought. No one told me just how long it can take. Writing has been a bit of a saving grace for me, and I guess I fell back onto a series that was nostalgic and familiar.
Also, the fact that pretty much every Undertale fic I used to read on Tumblr is gone is total bs. I wish there was more archived somewhere, but it looks like it's mostly gone. Well, I might as well fill the void with something new! This fic kind of retroacts my previous ones, but don't worry about it. (Also, I think my writing has improved SO MUCH since I wrote them.) This fic kind of starts in a weird place, but it's very loosely inspired by an old fan comic. Hope this was a good surprise!
"Y O U D B E D E A D W H E R E Y O U S T A N D."
The human's eyes widened and appeared to water for a moment, and in that moment, Sans realized he'd gone too far. His intention was never to make the human feel bad. He wasn't sure what his intention was if he was being honest. Originally, he just wanted to give the human the full story. He'd figured the kid deserved to hear the truth from him, but spelling it out like that was never part of the plan.
His tone of voice, his vacant eyes, they had been almost involuntary. In a second he went from seeing the kind human in front of him to seeing the blood stained, evil face he'd seen in his dreams. He was originally just going to mention the promise he made, but the emotions that spilled over from everything made him slip up.
"Hey, lighten up bucko," He tried to reach out with a gentle, hopefully calming voice. "I was only joking."
They wiped at their face and got up from their chair. Without a word the human started walking away.
"Kid, wait!" He got up, reaching out to them.
"I thought we were friends." The smallest, saddest voice Sans had ever heard said. Oh no, he'd really messed up.
"W-we are!"
He was met with only silence as the human sniffled. Sans couldn't have felt more awful. It wasn't the kids fault he could sense alternate timelines. Those versions of the human had messed up, done awful things, and fought maliciously. Not this one. This kid had done virtually nothing wrong compared to those other timelines. How could he have let his emotions get the better of him like that, saying that to the human completely unprovoked? Sure, he wanted to be honest with the kid, but that didn't mean having to go and say something like that.
"I-I... Okay." Sans knew just 'sorry' wouldn't cut it. "I'll go pay for dinner. Can you wait outside for me?"
The human nodded their head.
"Alright, I'll give you a moment." With that he got up and made his way to the counter to pay their check. Meanwhile, the human walked past him and out the door.
Sans was only glad there was no one near them to see what he'd said to the poor kid. After he paid the giant blob fish and grabbed a bottle of ketchup to go he made his way to the entrance of the hotel. A few feet from the door sat the human, knees up and crouched, hiding their face.
"Thanks for waiting for me." He smiled, reaching out a hand. The human looked up for a moment and, hesitantly, decided to take it. Sans helped them stand up. "Do you want to go over to the courtyard? They have some benches we can talk at. No shortcuts required."
