Reset the Timeline ( Sans x Frisk) {COMPLETED}

Chapter 22 : But Nobody Came

Frisk Pov 

This battle has been dragging on forever and it seems that Sansy boy is tired down the bone, Chara has remained silent the whole time. "Frisk what happened to you? Why are you acting like Chara?" Sans asks while dodging another one of my attempts in killing him. "Well Sansy boy since your death is coming up I suppose I can inform you a bit. We have been trapped down here for millions of timelines and I have fell in love with you and the rest of the Underground but each time gets predictable and boring." Taking a running start I go in for another slash but miss again and Sans continues to inquire me about my 'transition'. "My heart has been broken Sans, millions of times and my mental state is clearly unstable and I'm doing this because I love all of you, I'm doing this because I don't want to feel anymore ." Tears stream down my face and I continue fighting but I don't even know what's the point  anymore because it will soon all reset later on. 

Sans begins to sweat and becomes more focused on the words I'd just said. Unconsciously he  started humming that tune, that god forsaken tune. Again my mind was taken away to a place that feels familiar. 

Waking up I'm in a bed with different tubes hooked up to me, my body feels groggy and heavy. In an attempt to raise my arms for a stretch I realized something was tightly grasping my hand, something was asleep on my lap. Slowly turning my head I see a sleeping Sans with his fingers intertwined with mine which immediately makes me let out a scream of terror and nearly jump off the bed. Rubbing his eye sockets Sans looks up and notices me and a look of shock paints his face, in the silence we both sit looking equally confused. "Frisk? Is that really you?" Sans says looking with disbelief  and pokes me to make sure it isn't a dream. "Don't touch me Sansy boy, what in the hell is going on here? What the fuck just happened?" I say with anger in my eyes which clearly throws Sans off, his eye ignites blue and he moves in really close. "Alright Chara what the fuck did you do with Frisk?" His voice was cold and emotionless, why the hell am I here? "Your here because this is where you were before that flashback, I just put you in a different reality so you would think I killed everyone." Chara said with a bored tone, so she manipulated me into thinking everyone was dead and drove me to complete insanity and fear of pain and love. "Yeah, I stopped talking after a while because it's not fun when you're not struggling." Chara said before stepping back into the depths of my mind." Coming back into the reality I was in Sans is still in my face waiting for my answer, wow it's been a while since I've seen the real him. "Chara isn't controlling me so back the fuck up will ya? No one has been controlling me for a while..." I say the last part a bit more quietly as if I'm hoping I didn't say it myself. 

Silence we sit the awkwardly unsure of what to say, I'm not the same Frisk from before and I'm sure he isn't the same Sans from before either. "Soo how long have I been, well unresponsive?" I say in a casual tone as if it's a normal thing to ask, Sans flinches at the question. "Two months, you've been unresponsive for two months. Frisk... What happened to you?" Now it was my turn to flinch, that question was the same as the question the other one had asked prior to my awakening. "Let's say it's a really long story, but I'm willing to tell if you're willing to listen Sansy boy."  I say while leaning into the backboard of the bed, a nod is the response I'm given and I begin the excruciating tale.

TIME SKIP BECAUSE I DON'T FEEL LIKE RECAPPING THE LAST TWO CHAPTERS~~   

When I finish the long story I'm pretty sure I cried twice because holding all that in for two months can make a person insane, considering I sorta am insane. Sans sits and says nothing, the pain is agonizing. Goddammit why isn't he saying anything?!? Getting up Sans starts to exit the room, yelling out I make him stop at the door. "Don't you dare leave me without a single word, say something dammit!" Sans turns around and looks me straight in the eye. "You're not the same person, I'm not the same person, I need time to think...Frisk." My mind's racing trying to find out sort out this overwhelming feeling. "N-need time to think about what?" After I asked that question I knew I regretted it, I surely already knew the answer. "I need to think about us, and how am I too respond to your genocidal mind." Sans walks out without another word and I'm left alone with my own demon and insanity; The scream of pain, heart break, sadness, and  insanity, was released. It was my own type of SOS. 

But nobody came . . .