☆Chapter XXIV☆

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You let out a small laugh as you hid your face in your hands, you took a deep breath before looking up again. "I'm not gonna cry again, nope." You said to yourself outloud before standing up and looking at Friend. "Let's get going." You declared before sticking your hand out for him to ease himself in rising.

"Are you sure, dear human?" Friend asked you cautiosly before grabbing your hand and pulling himself up. "Do you think you can face the beast that dwells inside?"

You smirk and narrow your eyes. "Absolutely not." Friend gives you a look that you'd describe as mentally judging you. "Fine."

"Then it is settled, let us go."

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You both stopped infront door of Sans' office, you bit your lower lip and looked up at Friend nervously; he looks down at you before patting your head.

"You can do it." His encouragement make your fear for the worst greater.

You faced the door and prepared yourself to knock. "Okay we'll go in thr-" Just like magic, Friend seems to have disappeared from beside you. You gulped. "So long.. I guess." You looked at Sans' door and knocked.

"Took you a while to get back," You heard before the door opened slowly.

"Yea, hey we have to talk." You mumbled as you closed the door and headed towards him.

"Sure, but first of all; who were you talking to in the corridors?" Sans leans back on his chair while his feet where perched on the table. "You were like a nutcase, nodding to non-existent figures and awkwardly sticking your hand out," He takes a small glimpse of the screens. "and pretending to pull someone up? What."

You raised an eyebrow before dashing to his side and looking at the monitors. "What, I was clearly with someone?" You said quietly earning a laugh from Sans.

"You're really loosing it aren't you?!" He slaps hus knee before resuming his laughter.

"I was with someone, I swear. He was tall! And he had cracks on his face! And.. And.." You tried to explain yourself out of the situation which earned you a highly amused Sans.

Sans pretends to wipe a tear from his eyesockets. "Lovely."

"Shut-up!" You yelled at him angrily. "I'm not crazy! I know what I saw!"

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