Chapter 11

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A/N: Sorry this took so long. Since literally nobody I know had a valentine, everyone decided to talk to me and made me busy. Plus this ended up not being the fluff chapter I hoped for, but whatever. Hope you like it anyway! Byeee!~

You looked around Sans' room, hoping that you wouldn't have to start the conversation, but he knew you were stalling. "How about I ask you questions about it and you answer?" He said, leaning back on his bed. You nodded and he began to think of a question. "Okay. Um. Did you have any siblings?" You thought about it for a minute before shaking your head 'no.' He sighed. "Did you like your family?" You began to think. You actually weren't quiet sure, but you decided you kinda didn't. You used to before your dad and mom began fighting all the time.

"Well I used to, but the last few months with them, I couldn't." You looked down at your hands and continued. "My parents began to get stressed and angry, so they took it out on me. They would cut me and beat me, and anything else they could think of." You pulled up one of your sleeves and showed him a few scars.

His eyes widened and he hugged you. "I'm so sorry. I didn't know." You hugged him back. You both let go and sat back against the headboard on his bed. "You don't have to keep going if you don't want to."

You looked at him and sighed. "No I want to get this over with. It's either now or never." You explained to him that your father had shot your mother, and then you paused. Taking in a deep breath, you kept talking. "Well after I saw this, I was engulfed in rage, and I didn't feel in control anymore. I tightened my grip on the knife my mother had and sliced my father." You tried your best to not make eye contact with Sans at this point. You were scared. "I-I just kept stabbing him. It felt so right and I felt as if I had wanted to do it since the beginning, but when I realized what I had done. I once again had control over myself and I felt sick. I began to cry, and I ran as far as possible. That's when I met Toriel and Asgore." You smiled at the thought of your adoptive parents.

Sans stared at you shocked. "This all happened last year?" He exclaimed. You tried not to look at the skeleton and didn't reply. He grabbed your chin and made you look at him. "Like I said before, I don't care about your past. Nothing you ever do will get me to hate you." This made you smile. "So, now it's my turn right?" You nodded and he began to speak.

~Sans P.O.V~ Ohhhhhh, snap.

I took a deep breath and began to tell (Y/N) about the timelines and Chara. When I said the name Chara, she kind of stiffened. "What?" I asked her. She looked at me and gave me a weak smile. "Tell me." She sighed.

"So you know how I... uh murdered my father?" I nodded. "Well, I could have sworn I heard that name during it or at least heard another voice." She began to look depressed and I just stood there, internally flipping out. Could she be possessed by that demon child? No please no. I'm finally happy for once! Please no. I began to sweat a bit and (Y/N) tapped my shoulder. "Sans, if Chara ever possesses me, I want you to kill me. I don't want to hurt anyone anymore." When I heard her say that, I couldn't take it.

I grabbed her arm and stared into her eyes. "Look (Y/N), I'll make sure she won't ever lay a finger on you." She began to tear up and she hugged me. "So, uh you remember how I told you to never talk to me and Papyrus?" She left the embrace and nodded. "Well in an earlier timeline, you killed my brother. I learned after I met you, but I'm happy I did. If I knew that befor-" I heard her start to cry again and I felt my heart drop. "No. No. Hey. Come on." I put my arm around her. "I know it wasn't your fault. Dont worry." She looked at me with teary,  glistening (E/C) eyes. Man why did (Y/N) have to be so fuc- I mean.... Freakin cute... Yeah.
She smiled and I wiped her tears away. "Now. Lets go see what Papyrus and the others are up to. Okay?" I went to stand up, but she grabbed the sleeve to my jacket. When I turned around to see what was up, I felt her lips against my teeth. My face began to emit blue and when she stopped, she apologized. I threw my hood up and pulled it over my face. I stood up and put my hand out, my hood still being pulled down by the other. She giggled and grabbed it. We walked down the stairs and I took off my hood to see it. I stiffened and (Y/N)'s grip tightened. Oh hell no...

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