Time Takes All (challenge complete)

Story 6: Week after previous

After the day when he woke up, Sans had to go through some rehabilitation to see if his nerves and brain signals were working properly. It wasn't that hard, in all honesty. Because he was a monster, and he was made of magic, he didn't have the same problems from waking up with a coma like humans do. He could move his limbs just fine, think perfectly, his eyes worked properly, as well as his touch, smell, and taste perception. His stutter even went away after awhile. So far, everything was slowly becoming normal. Papyrus came to visit often, as well as Undyne and Alphys. Over the five years that Sans has been in a coma, Undyne and Alphys got married. Undyne got a job at Toriel's school as the gym teacher, and Alphys was still working with the CIA. From what Frisk told him, Asgore and Toriel got back together, and were even expecting another child soon. They were going to name him Asriel Jr. Papyrus even got together with someone at the school. Her name was Phoebe, and she was considered one of the shyest people in the entire school. She had incredibly short black hair, as well as big doe-brown eyes. When Sans first met her, she practically clung to Papyrus sometimes, afraid that he would come up and attack her. But during the time she and Papyrus came to visit, she slowly grew to the point where she could talk comfortably around Sans. The doctor frequently visited Sans as well, saying that he was his only patient, which sounded strange.

"Usually a doctor is supposed to have more than one patient." Sans said in a questionable manner. At this the doctor, whose name was Jaden, smiled embarrassingly.

"Well, in all honesty, I just graduated from medical school."

Sans wasn't that surprised at hearing this.

"Makes sense. I mean, you have one patient, and monsters earned the right to get better jobs only a few years ago. But then how'd you become one so quickly?" Sans asked. Jaden smiled another embarrassing smile.

"They said that I was doing so well that I didn't need the other teachings. And besides, I was in medical school while we were in the Underground, so I already know a lot of the stuff. So they let me be a doctor that specializes in monster health. Of course, they're still having me learn human health, so I am still technically in medical school." He says.

"Cool." Was all that Sans replied.

And so Sans continued to go through his therapy, until he was finally allowed to leave the hospital. Frisk brought a pair of clothes, which was a light gray sweater and black jeans, because it was winter and it was snowing. And, of course, she brought Sans his blue jacket. For some reason, the fur was removed from the hood.

"What happened to the fur?" Sans asked her. Frisk just looked away, sadness tearing up her eyes and trembling her lips.

"When... when we found you, you were covered in blood. Both yours and human. We got it out of the rest of your jacket, but the fur was permanently stained."

Sans didn't say anything. He just put the jacket on and smiled, hoping that his growing fear wasn't showing.

So they waited while Papyrus filled out the release forms. Sans sat in the waiting room, about to fall asleep when Frisk suddenly sat next to him and leaned onto his shoulder. Sans looked away from Frisk, trying to look as nonchalant as possible. It stayed like that for awhile, just them being silent while Papyrus struggled to sign the forms.

"You know, we can finally finish the movie. I haven't been able to watch it recently, mostly because it's better to watch with someone else." Frisk suddenly said, looking up at him with innocent eyes. That weird feeling crept back up into Sans's stomach and chest. But this time it was much stronger. He had been in a coma for such a long time, yet Frisk was always there, hoping that one day he would wake up. He couldn't deny this weird feeling in his chest. When he and Papyrus were alone while he was still recovering, Sans asked him if he knew what this feeling was, and Papyrus looked slightly shocked.

"YOU'VE NEVER FELT THIS WAY ABOUT ANYONE BEFORE, SANS?" Papyrus asked, his voice loud in the hospital room.

"No. I started feeling this way when Frisk helped me out on Freedom Day. And it's been coming back whenever Frisk is around." Sans answered, placing his hand where the feeling emanated from.

"Well you see, Sans, that feeling is called love.' Papyrus replied, his voice quiet for once.

'Love, well, is what you get when you first feel a mutual attraction to somebody. Like, for example, their looks or humor. So you start hanging out with each other. And it slowly turns into love, which is where you feel calm and at peace around them, that they fix every problem in the world just by being there, and that you live and breath for that person. And they feel the same for you. Like me and Phoebe."

Sans could no longer deny this feeling called love in his soul. He felt all those feelings for frisk. That she can fix anything, that she's perfect. He just hopes that she feels the same.

"Welp, only one way to find out." He thought.

"Actually, I was wondering if you and I could do something else." Sans replied. Frisk sat up straight and looked at him.

"Like what?" She asks, curiosity giving her eyes a lighter color than they usually were.

"I was wondering if... if you'd go-" Sans was quickly interrupted when Jaden walked into the room with Papyrus, smiling and holding pieces of paper that were covered in ink. Frisk looked up expectantly at Jaden, and he held out the form to Sans.

"You are now allowed to leave the hospital. We'll just need to check on you for physical therapy every now and then."

Sans took the paper, but his attention was turned towards Frisk when she jumped in excitement and gave Jaden a hug. He returned it. Sans felt slightly disturbed at seeing this, because this hug seemed more than just a friendly one. But what set him back was what Frisk said.

"Thank you so much, Jaden. This means a lot to me." And with that, she kissed Jaden.

Sans could feel his soul break in two.