Experimentation: An Underswap Fanfiction

Foreboding

        Way too many innocents have perished today. Almost the whole underground is cleared. And soon, it may be entirely empty. Sans doesn't care about his own life at this point. He doesn't care if Temmie kills him right now. He just wants no one else to be hurt. But at this point, it's not an option. Temmie is suffering with something awful. That has to be the reason why she's doing this. Sans can't allow this to go on any further. But what can he do? Negotiating obviously didn't work. And she's on a roll. She doesn't seem like she's going to stop anytime soon. But he refuses to give up. Not a single soul deserves that. Although when he watches Temmie fight, he doesn't see one... The temperature quickly shifts from cool to burning. Sans hasn't been in Hotlands much. He only comes here to visit Alphys when she's at Undyne's. Alphys... He takes a deep breath and tries to look for hope. Undyne isn't one to fight. Maybe she warned a few citizens and found a place to hide. She did set up cameras everywhere. He doesn't speak to Undyne much. But she seems like a nice lady. A little awkward, but her smarts and kindness makes up for it. Alphys is constantly cooing over her. Sans used to playfully tease Alphys about her. He wishes more than anything to go back to that. Temmie calmly starts walking over a bridge above an endless pool of lava. The heat makes the air look wavy and blurry. Sans doesn't like it. He's used to the cold. He looks back and sees a patrol stand where Papyrus sometimes is. His heart rises a little, but sinks when he doesn't see Papyrus sleeping there. No civilians are spotted by him or Temmie. But she doesn't seem like she's looking for any. She picks up her pace and begins slightly sprinting towards Undyne's lab. The air coolly brushes by Sans making things a bit more bearable. She seems really excited. The doors slide open without hesitation. Inside, it was all dark. Except for a big screen with a camera following Temmie and Sans. So Undyne does know. Sans has trouble looking for what's ahead even when squinting. Temmie continues to run when the lights suddenly turn on and a figure stands in front of them. It's Napstaton, Sans' favorite sexy robot. But Sans isn't happy to see him. Is he going to try and stop Temmie? Sans doesn't want him to. Temmie groans quietly out of annoyance. She's never cared for this self centered, untalented pile of metal.

        "Oh, there you are. You ugly little creature. You've made quite a name for yourself." Napstaton says in his rhythmic and robot voice. Sans has always watched him on TV, and now he's standing right in front of him. And he hates it. If he says something, Temmie won't be happy. So he shakes his hands and head while giving intense eye contact. Although Napstaton doesn't exactly have eyes, Sans knows where to look and how to get his attention right away. He wants him OUT. Napstaton seems to get the hint and nods small enough for Sans to notice when he says, "Such infamy...! I'm impressed." He's a great actor. He looks like he's worried about Sans. He must've been watching the cameras. "Now let me just say, forcing an innocent monster to watch you do your... Thing... Is even worse than just flat out killing them." Napstaton says slightly angry. Sans gives him a sad look. His voice seems to get gentler. "I don't know what your intentions are, but I think the best way you can help them, is to put them out of their misery." Sans looks down and bites his lip nervously. Napstaton really does seem to care about him. Even though they've never even met each other. Temmie growls and steps forward threateningly. "Just as I expected. You're just itching to get your paws on me. Aren't you?" He says as he lifts up his robotic arm. He shakes his finger side to side as he says, "Well, too bad! This world needs stars more than it needs corpses. And I'm not making the same fateful action that others have decided to take." He looks at Sans slowly. "And Sans was it? I'm truly sorry." He says sorrowfully. And before you know it, he's gone. Sans sighs in relief. Thank goodness someone else gets to escape. Temmie relaxes her stance. She was ready to slice Napstaton in half. She begins to fish through Undyne's desk. She's looking for something intently. She throws anime dolls, used instant noodle cups, and papers onto the floor. A page of dusty notes floats onto the floor in front of Sans. He can't help but look.