Skeletons and Robots (Discontinued due to lack of time)

Chapter 19: Story

"Hey Sans, Neo's awake now."
"Can I go see him?"
"... Sure, but there's something up. His blaster is activated, and he says he won't deactivate it until you're there. He's acting really suspicious. Not at all like himself."
"I'll get over there as soon as I can."
"Good. Undyne invited me over to watch a new anime she found, I'll be back in an hour or so. Okay? Can you hold down the fort?"
"Sure thing, Alphys. See you later."
"Later." Alphys hung up, and Sans instantly dragged himself off the couch and headed to the nearest shortcut he could find. He found it, and stepped through it with ease. A second later he was standing in front of Alphys' lab, his phone in one hand and a blanket in the other. The doors slid open, and this time he cautiously stepped through, as he still remembered what was in his programming and what he was capable of. After all, he thought, he is an attack bot. He found himself almost saying "was", and his soul seemed to do backflips. He would have to tell him about the timelines. For real.
Sans knocked on the door, his soul speeding up to Olympics level of gymnastics. No response. Sans breathed in and out a few times, trying to calm himself down. He shakily grabbed the handle and opened the door.
There wasn't anything in the room, just a small TV, which was turned off. There was a leather couch next to it, and on top of it was a whirring mass of robot named Neo. "Hey, buddy." Sans said, trying to sound happy despite his nagging fear that he might die. No response. "Neo?"
"You let me die." Sans stopped as he was walking over. "Excuse me?" He said, ignoring how his eye was starting to glow slightly. "You watched me as the knife pierced my soul. You smiled as I exploded, the little bit of life I had turning to dust and gore." Neo spat. He curled up tighter in his protective ball, and Sans heard little sniffles and whines. He rushed over and hugged the crying robot as best as he could. "Hey, hey. Who told you that? I'll kill them." He said as Neo turned around to face him. He still had multiple scratch marks on his "skin" by Flowey's thorns and the knives he had fallen on. "A little flower." He hissed, and by close inspection Sans realized Neo had fang-like canines. He figured he was blushing and desperately tried to cool himself down. "... What?"
"Yeah. He showed me. It hurt, but he gave me his memories. Of me. And you. Neo turned back around and sniffled. "As if you love me. Or care for me. You watched me die by that kid and you didn't do anything." He whipped back around as if he had remembered something. "Sans..."
"Yeah?"
"Who's Chara?" Sans froze. "How do you know that name?" Sans said, attempting to milk information out of the emotional robot. It was pretty easy. "I remember having the same box form as Mettaton, and then changing to this. When I did, I screamed "you won't kill anyone else, Chara!" and it got me confused." Sans breathed in and out. He didn't know much. "It would be best if you asked Frisk."
"Frisk slit my neck and smiled."
"Ask Toriel."
"Okay."
"Now move. I need to tell you something before I can tell you anything else." Neo moved back a little bit, and Sans relaxed against Neo. He protested a bit and then quieted down as Sans began to speak, the blanket wrapped around the two of them.
"There are three timelines. Neutral, Pacifist, and Genocide.
"Right now, we are in the Pacifist timeline. Frisk hasn't... uh... Reset yet, which I'll get to in a minute. The barrier had been broken, and-" Sans chuckled a bit, "-I've seen more than once. Now, you are normally in the Genocide timeline. In that timeline, you have a lot more strength, or ATTACK, and a lot less DEFENSE, as your body was unfinished. We were..." Sans ahemed a couple times, "Together...? In that timeline. Not in the way you're thinking, though. More like a way that we were I guess ultra mega besties. Now, the first time Chara came, I cried. Really hard. I couldn't believe someone could get past you. It was so heartbreaking. They took my brother, and then you." Sans wiped a tear from his face, as if recalling a bad memory. "Now, skip to maybe the 50th reset. That was probably the time Flowey showed you, because that was the time I smiled. I had become so numb, watching you and Papyrus die. I smiled out of what I guess was insanity. Now to Pacifist, as Neutral is too long to explain.
"Genocide was first, let me get that first. Then came pacifist. I was ready to kill Frisk on the spot, but they were so happy. They didn't kill anyone. I even checked with Toriel. She was completely fine, just heartbroken. So once they got to Mettaton, I expected you to be there. But no, it was a dancing sex bot." Neo snarled and put his blaster close to Sans' face. "Don't say that about my brother or I won't hesitate to fire." He barked. "Okay, mosquito bot." Neo frowned, and lay his head back down on a threadbare pillow. "I was surprised; I rung up Alphys immediately. She didn't know what I was talking about, which kinda made me nervous. So I stopped making people think I was crazy by telling them about the timelines. So when I got to meet Mettaton, who, ironically, started dating Papyrus, it made me feel... Protective. So I started to get on Mettaton's nerves to try to get the angry little you out of him." Sans poked Neo's soul, and Neo glared sleepily. "Moving on. In this line, it's been the second longest time that Frisk hasn't reset. So I was on edge, waiting until they'd get bored and reset. But they were waiting for something. Turns out, it was you. When I first saw you, I really didn't know what to think. That's why I ran my hand through the levitating thing. Remember bud, not a science wiz. But I can sure as hell make some good scientific pick up lines." Neo grinned a challenge, and Sans shook his head. "Later, kiddo. Continuing, why I did that was it always made you really angry. When you got angry, I grinned because the first thought that came into my head was "oh my God, it's the mosquito bot!" which is your annoying nickname." Neo wrapped his arms around Sans in a warm hug, as his heater was on. Sans smiled, happy to have calmed him down again. "Okay, now for resets. I used to have the will to reset. But I guess I never knew, but I was aware that any time I wanted to replay something it literally happened again. Then it got ripped away from me and handed to Flowey and then to Frisk. Flowey abused it and that's why Frisk got it. Normally humans don't get it. They just die first time. The humans... Well......." A soft snore snapped Sans from his rambling. Neo had fallen asleep, his arm around Sans like he was a bony teddy bear. He was smiling slightly in his sleep, as if Sans' rambling was the thing he needed for some rest. Sans smiled and cuddled up next to the heated robot, and he pulled the blanket closer. "Night, mosquito bot." He said, catching up on a lot of lost breaks.

[Why is this still in Sans' POV???iguess???? Maybe Neo will have his POV back next chapter.
Eyyyyy still sick so maybe I won't procrastinate. Just saying, Mettasans NEO is my freaking OTP and it started out as a joke.
The things you do with knowledje. [[yes I did spell that wrong on purpose. Inside joke]]]