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Sans fell to his knees and started sobbing. He carefully picked up the scarf and buried his face in it.

"What's wrong with you?" I screamed, crouching down next to Sans.

"What do you mean?" Flowey asked, tilting his head to the side.

"How the fuck can you sit here and do this? You told me yourself that you were scared of Chara, so how you sit here and follow her orders like an obedient dog?"

"What are you talking about?" he asked, startled.

"You know what I'm talking about. Honestly, fuck you, you two-faced piece of shit."

Flowey looked shocked as I grabbed Sans, helped him up, grabbed Papyrus' scarf, and walked him to his house.

"What are we going to do?" he asked, his voice strained. I could tell he wanted to hold back tears, and I couldn't blame him, I was too.

"We stop her before she can kill the next person. Who's next?"

"Undyne," Sans said, wiping a tear from his cheekbone. "Should we go and warn her or just stake out around where the battle happens?"

"You know Undyne, she would just want to fight her anyway. We should just hang around where the fight happens."

Sans nodded, "okay. I'm not really sure where it is in the genocide run, but I know where it is in the pacifist run. I'm assuming it's the same place."

"Where's that?"

"Just before the entrance to Hotland."

I nodded, "alright. Let's hang around there."

"Where is she? She should be here by now," Sans grumbled.

"Wanna go look for her? She could just be held up."

Sans sighed, "yeah, come on."

We walked up to where Sans told me Monster Kid almost falls off the ledge when we saw it. Sans gasped loudly and covered his mouth with his hand. "No," he whispered. I could barely hear him. "No. No no no. This can't be. It wasn't supposed to be here. It's by Hotland!"

Chara finally looked at Sans, smiling in Frisks' body. "Didn't you know that this fight was here?"

Sans let out a shuddering breath and backed up. "You're sick. You're fucking sick. I'm going to kill you, I swear to god."

Chara just smiled, twirled her knife in her hand, and left. She left us alone with a spear and a pile of dust lying next to it.


~~I FORGOT TO UPDATE YESTERDAY OOPS SORRY HERE YOU GO

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