Author's Note: Needless to say, Sans' REM cycles are gonna have a hard time recovering from this plot...
Trigger warning(s): Uncensored language, dark themes, medical setting, implied character death, and graphic imagery/descriptions. Please tread lightly.
(Updated Edits On 12/18/22)
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"I swear to fucking God I'm gonna KILL this kid!"
Sans' feet echoed through the dark hallway as he ran, complete and utter fury in his eyes. They were right in his sight, their green and yellow sweater practically mocking him just with its presence alone.
Chara only giggled as they ran faster.
Sans growled in frustration as he urged himself to keep up. Just when he thought he would never have to see their face again, the little demon suddenly becomes the star attraction everytime he closes his eyes. So much for that Reset Retirement Plan he had been looking so forward to. Now he's stuck practically brain babysitting his central tormenter.
And he didn't like it one bit.
'I swear to whatever sick fuck made this possible, When I get my hands on you Chara you're gonna wish you DIED from that fall into Mt. Ebott!' Sans cursed in his head as he ran faster.
As Chara disappeared around a corner, Sans was quick to follow; soon finding himself digging his heels into the ground as the sight before him left a pit in his stomach...
"Alright Chara...you and Asriel be good while I talk to Dr. Gaster..." Toriel said with a forced smile as she walked out of the waiting room, the door slowly shutting behind her.
Sans' breath caught in his throat as he looked around.
He remembered this. He remembered it all too well.
The couches on one wall were as beaten up as they were when he and his father brought them in. The paint on the walls were a seamless mix of old and new; some parts peeling while others didn't. There was Alphys behind the reception desk, a pair of cat ears on her head as she read a comic with a ten year old's glee.
Everything was how it used to be...
Sans' mind screeched to a halt when he heard the back doors open. He didn't even bother turning his head toward the sound. He already knew who walked in.
Sure enough, a young voice filled the room a few seconds later...carrying a slight gruffness to it while also sounding professional and mature.
"Hey kids..."
Sans finally turned his head to the owner of the voice; a younger him wearing a sweater, cargo shorts, sneakers, a lab coat, and glasses coming to his vision.
"Sans! How's dad?! Is he okay?!" Asriel stuttered nervously, tears in his eyes.
Teenage him kneeled down and placed his hands on Asriel's shoulders.
"Relax. King Asgore's gonna be fine. My dad managed to isolate the poison in his blood before it could do anything harmful. Now all there's to do is let the guy rest."
Asriel breathed out in relief.
"Thank goodness..."
With a comforting nod and pat on the shoulder, teenage him's attention soon shifted to Chara, who had been silent throughout the whole exchange.
"Hey...you okay kiddo?"
Chara remained silent as they shifted their attention away from him; an expression almost akin to shame present on their face.
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