🍖CASUAL HORROR (sans) STORY🍖

ISOLATION?...

Hungry...

In a small yet formal room, a starving teenager can be seen lying down on the only carpet nearby. Suffering as he count every second that already passed by since the start of his hunger. No matter where he looks, chews, or bites, he finds little to nothing that he can make edible.

Oh, and also the fact that the whole room is only painted in white, makes his agony even worse than it already is. He can't focus his mind on anything else, thanks to his cursed stomach. The growl gets louder and louder as his stomach starts to eat itself inside out.

It would've been nice if I had my axe by now. if.. if I do have it.. my arm would be... like a feast.

Not only his surroundings and his hunger, but his internal mind starts to make him insane as well. All of this somehow makes him to question.. what kind of sick person invented this torture technique?

As he slowly approaches his end, the sound of a key unlocking something can be heard from the door nearby that'll lead him to the outside world. Who could that be? Horror asks himself.

The door is slowly opened by a person with a masculine body, black-and-yellow-colored eyes, and a slight scent of weeds. Just with that information, Horror knows who this person is. The same person who locks him in this nightmarish prison. The smoking interrogator a.k.a Gaster!Sans.

"So.. ready to talk now?" Said the smoking interrogator with a serious tone.

Despite him being able to step on Horror's head and crush him to his death, horror stays silent fearlessly.. or more like he's too thirsty and dry to talk. Gaster!Sans who noticed, sighed before he ordered the other staff to bring him a bottle of water.

He bites his currently burning cigarettes and opens the bottle in a single turn. Without any care in the world, he poured all the water straight into Horror's face before he let go of the bottle and let gravity do the job on the bottle to hit Horror's face.

"Now. Talk." The smoking interrogator starts to get annoyed.

Horror finally has enough energy to get himself up despite still having his raging stomach empty. But whatever the case, it's still better than nothing. After getting his mind to be able to function once more, Horror notices a small pattern from his day-to-day life for the last 2 months.

Gaster!Sans leave for 2-3 days, come back, bring something edible as minimal as possible, and if Horror doesn't tell whatever it is they want him to tell then they won't give him something to eat for that 2-3 days.

"Hey, Are your brain functioning alright? Do I have to knock it out for you?" He starts to become impatient.

Changing his perspective to the real world, Horror notices Gaster!Sans intimidating presence. But despite that, Horror is still as clueless as a newborn baby about why he's placed here in the first place.

"HEY!" As Gaster!Sans yelled, he grabbed Horror's collar and ready his fist.

"Don't play games with me, Axe. Answer. My. Question." Said, Gaster!Sans with an intimidating tone.

"Quest... ion?.." Horror asks. Being as oblivious as he always is.

"Oh, for fuck sake.."

Gaster!Sans let go of Horror's collar alone as the smoking interrogator pushed him away. He holds his cigarette and takes a deep breath from it before exhaling. Letting out thousands of smoke.

After that.. relieving smoking process, Gaster!Sans's temper starts to go down once more. As if it's his own personal way to get himself to make it this far in life. Despite Gaster!Sans reputation known to be the most intimidating and rough agent in the whole state, Horror, without any slight sign of fear or hatred, walks straight towards Gaster!Sans as if nothing ever happened.

"What's.. that?..." Horror asks with his childlike wonder.

"None of your business." Gaster!Sans responds with the coldest shoulder.

"It smells.. nice.. it's edible.."

"What?- no it's-"

Without any warning, Horror snatches the cigarette away and starts to eat it like a predator who hasn't been eating for a whole month. Gaster!Sans did not expect such animal-like behavior from a 16-year-old teenager who has a rather miserable life based on the condition he lives in.

This kid...

With a slight pity, Gaster!Sans orders the other staff to bring a meal to Horror's cell. While waiting, Gaster!Sans hit Horror's back with half of his energy. Thus making Horror puke the cigarette out of him.

"You shouldn't eat that, dumbass." Gaster!Sans hit Horror's head slightly.

"Ow.. you.. remind me of.. of..." Horror stop talking afterwards.

Why can't I?.. remember?...

Confused about himself, Horror tries his hardest to remember a certain memory of him with the other two people he always spends time with. Someone special. Someone... Important. But yet.. he's unable to recall any memory with anyone but himself. He doesn't even remember their name.

"..." While seeing Horror being in his own mind, Gaster!Sans can only watch him struggle internally as he does not know what to do. He's not a psychiatrist after all.

With that, Gaster!Sans hold one of Horrors's shoulder and bring him back to reality once more. He looks at Horror with a dead-serious eye and he can see... How strange this one teenager is.

Something in his past is not the typical normal good sunshine and rainbow days. No. It's likely the exact opposite for him. While not knowing any of the details, Gaster!Sans is sure.. about Horror's extreme craving for affection and attention.

The room went silent as none of them made noise nor did they talk. The only thing that's happening in that very room is the time when the both of them are staring at each other. Eye-to-eye.

"After the meal... Want to go outside?" Said, Gaster!Sans as he breaks the silence.

"Out..side?..." Horror can't believe his ears. Going outside after this whole 2 months?

Horror's heart races like crazy. But not because he's happy but because he's anxious more than ever. He can't stop but wonder.. did anything change when the time he was trapped here?

"Why are you cold-sweating all of a sudden? It's not like anything drastic has changed just in a couple of few months."

Despite being told to calm Horror down, Horror doesn't seem like he's able to control all the cold sweating. But deep inside his heart, he's happy to finally be able to breathe the fresh air once again soon...

"Oh, your meal has come. You better finish that quickly before I change my mind. See you later at the gate." Said Gaster!Sans as he walks out of the room while the other staff walks in to bring Horror's meal.

Where fresh meat and bone.. reside.

Note :

Hiii thank you for reading this one new story of mine. Ik it's as short as I usually make but at least I can make something AGAIN. I really wanted to continue the story of "casual murder time trio" because I want to. Like yeah literally no other reason :]

Okay perhaps I'm joking. It's also because it's the most popular out of anything else that I made like.. WOW I don't expect as much as a 10+ reader to read that story of mine... With bad grammar and such...

And shoutout to Void494 for making me motivated to do this whole stuff again. Without them, I probably won't even be here for another couple month or so lol. So yeah that's probably all.

Ik this story aren't very interesting just yet BUT just keep on reading when there's another chapter okay? I think it'll be interesting later on... Or something (well I hope it will for y'all).

Well that's for real all I gotta say. Once again thank you for reading this far and have a great day/night <333