Frisk
I stood quietly on the street corner, the streetlamp flickered ominously across my face, and glinted on the knife I held.
Wait knife? How did I get here?
I looked nervously back and forth, until I thought something, in a language I've never heard, but now suddenly understand:
dârłįńg årę ÿøû łøšt?
I felt myself disappearing. I felt like my soul was back in my body again back at the skelebro home.
"Sans?" I called.
I heard someone run downstairs.
"You better not be hurting her dad." Sans spat.
"W-what? Sans it's me..." I said.
"Oh no Frisk." Sans said. "I am so sorry! I'll never let him hurt you again."
"Sans what?" I looked down, and felt myself disappearing yet again.
Sans
She's gone, now I feel as if it was my fault. Gaster will not keep her safe. But I know there is one thing I can do to save her...
I am so sorry for not updating recently. Check book 1 again, there is a decision on what you want because it hit 1k. Sorry for the short chapter Biscuits.
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At The Mercy Of A Flower
FanfictionTHIS IS THE SEQUEL OF SO THIS IS DETERMINATION READ THAT FIRST OR ELSE YOU WILL HAVE A BAD TIME! Now Sans is at the mercy of a certain flower, who is the only one that can save Frisk from an almost inescapable fate.
