A murderer?

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It's been a year since the death of my brother.

Things just went downhill real fast. Alphys died a few months ago from some disease I've never heard about. Isn't that just great? First my brother dies, then my Ex-girlfriend that neither of us asked to separate dies. You can tell that I at least had my rage eye jump a stage higher. Well, I'm at stage seven. Yeah, I'm not enjoying my life right now.
It feels like it's been forever since I last saw them. Time's gone slower somehow, it's messing up my head. I even hallucinate every now and then, they're mostly about Paps and Al, they really want me to suffer huh? Well...enough of me rambling, you came to read  a story, right?
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Frisk was sitting on the couch, eating a slice of delicious butterscotch-cinnamon pie. He enjoyed every bite of the pie, his adopted mother makes the best pies after all.
He then heard what seemed like mumbling from behind. He got on his feet, standing on the couch, so he could see what was that troubled sound. To Frisk's expecting thoughts, he saw that Sans was having one of his episodes...

AGAIN...

Frisk sighed, looks like he needs to snap the short human out of it. He got down from the couch as he walked up to Sans. Frisk took a moment to listen to what the man slowly descending to insanity was saying. It seemed to be just mumbles of him blaming himself for the death of Papyrus. What a shocker, Frisk told himself sarcastically in his head.

"Hey, Sans." Frisk called out gently.

Sans didn't notice Frisk, still caught up in his episode.

"Sans." Frisk called out again, a bit louder this time.

Still no response.

"SANS!" Frisk yelled into Sans' ear.

"H-huh?! Oh, what's wrong kiddo?" Sans finally answered. Sure took him long enough.

Frisk sighed "You were having one of your episodes again. Sans, I know that this is hard on you...it's hard on all of us! But you can't just keep thinking that you killed your own brother! You didn't know that there was gonna be a rockfall! Neither did Papyrus....so please...just stop feeling guilty over something that was unpredicted!" Frisk explained. He was honestly sick of people being depressed in this house. Undyne and Mettaton are also in a depression of some sort. Luckily, their depression is not as bad as crazy old Sans here.

Sans glared at the young boy "You want me to FORGET Papyrus?!? Listen kid! Just be a huge help and RESET! It'll make us ALL happy!" Sans snapped

"You know that I can't do that! I'm afraid that whatever now has control of Mt. Ebott made it so the reset will only affect Mt. Ebott! Meaning that the world will not reset along with the mountain! I'm sorry! I would have done it if it meant saving Papyrus and Alphys! But they're gone Sans! Just let the past go and look into the future!" Frisk said, sounding much older than he actually was.

Sans fell silent.

"I'm not saying that you should forget Papyrus or Alphys, but they wouldn't want you to sit around and sulk forever. Now would they?" Frisk finished before going back to the couch.

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I watched Frisk go off. I stood up as I slowly walked to my room. I hate to admit it, but the kid was right. Paps and Al wouldn't want me to grieve over them forever. I need to live on, no matter what. For myself.

For them.

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A few hours later.

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