But He Refused: an Undertale story

Why?

You yawn, stretching. "What's up kiddo, bored?" Sans laughs. "Sorry, I'm not a great story teller" he sighs. You ask if he's okay, noticing he seemed a little down. He hadn't made a pun all day... "Hmm? Yeah, I'm good" he grins. You say it's okay if he doesn't want to anymore, and even suggest that you could get papyrus to finish the story. This makes sans flinch. "H-hey kid let's not do that. There's a reason I made you promise not to tell" he rushes out. "And it's okay, I'll finish if you want to there the rest" he shrugs. You hesitate, then nod.

"So your saying that Gasters making a machine that has the potential to destroy the timeline, and he stole part of your hand?!? Sans why did you even go there?!?" Papyrus yells, waving his arms. "I just... I needed a question awnsered" I huff. "What question? Sans I may not be as smart as him but you've gotta talk to me about this stuff! It...it really scared me when you disappeared" he sighs, looking down. "Look, I'm sorry. Won't happen again, okay?" I say, looking at him. He nods, smiling. "Good. Now, I've been experimenting with a new spaghetti recipe..." He says, grinning. His voice fades to a muffle as I zone out. 'Damn it Gaster, what are you doing?' I think, touching my hand. The pain made me wince as I looked down at the large circle. I pull my sleeve over it as papyrus rants on, throwing together another pot of spaghetti. 'Well...he ain't so bad' I grin, dozing off
"Please don't!" He whimpered, blue eyes wide. I held his soul in my hand as he drifted above the ground. "I-I have to" I stutter. "No, I don't want to!" I yell, unable to move. "NO DONT DONT PLEASE!" The kid shrieked, flailing around. Suddenly my arm moves down, slamming there thin form into a pile of jagged bones that jutted from the ground. They quit moving, blood dripping down their body to the floor. "No no no no" I mumble, stepping back. 'I don't want to'. "Sans. Sans?" A voice echoes. I turn around, trying to find the owner. "SANS!" The voice yells. Suddenly I'm looking at papyrus, who's face was contorted in concern. "W-wha?" I stutter, panting. I could feel my soul pounding in my rib cage. "Sans you where whimpering and you fell off your bed!" Papyrus says, stepping back and letting me stand. "Eh? My bad dude" I say, giving a nervous laugh. "Sans" papyrus says sternly, looking at me. "What? Okay, I had a nightmare alright. No biggie" I shrug, taking a deep breath. He gives me a skeptical glare, standing. "Sans, I think it's time we had a talk" he says, holding a hand out. I grab it, sighing. "Look pap-" I start. "No sans, I know there are things your not telling me. You've been having these nightmares the whole time I've been here, not to mention you disappear to gasters laboratory and come back missing part of your hand!" He rants. I wince, looking down. "Look, I know there's plenty I don't know, and you don't have to tell me everything, but please try to remember I'm here for you! I want to help, but I can't if you don't talk to me" he says, looking almost desperate. "Fine. It's just... I keep remembering things from the lab. Gaster... Made me do some stuff I'm not really proud of" I say, rubbing the back of my neck. "Like?" Papyrus says, leaning forward. "Like... Killing humans children" I say bluntly, looking away. "Look pap I'm tired, can we like talk in the morning or something?" I say, sounding more rude than I wanted. He stared in shook, quickly shaking his head. "Y-yeah sure. Goodnight sans" he says, walking out. I sigh, flopping back on the bed. "Just...need...sleep" I mumble, quickly drifting off.

   you ask sans if you could take a break, knowing he could use one. "Yeah, sure kiddo" he says, giving a tired smile. You stand, walking to the kitchen and getting a glass of water. You wonder of sans' past, and why it is so full of hurt. You second that tomorrow, you would ask him to continue. You believe it might do him some good to talk about this darkness within him... Hopefully...