Sans
Frisk now needs to learn how to use a weapon. I have a feeling that she has some kind of Gaster Blaster from Gaster possessing her.
"Come on, darling." I said.
"Me?" Frisk said. The new me apparently liked nicknames, and Frisk may have been confused.
"Yes you, darling."
"Ok..."
It turns out Frisk is...different.
"Wow, I've never seen this before..."
Frisk held a dagger, with a heart connecting the blade to the handle, and a skull on the tip of the handle. The dagger had a red powder covering it, and it was most likely sleeping powder.
"Ok well, try to make that disappear." I smiled.
"Ok, but first..." She blew the powder at me and I felt my eyes get heavy, as I fell into a deep sleep.
Frisk
I have learned from past experience that red powder brings thing back to the way they were. And they did. Sans was no longer this Gaster! Sans. He was back to normal.
But the problem was he didn't show any signs of waking up.
UnKnOwN
mY sOn I aPoLoGiZe...BuT tHiNgS wIlL Be NoRmAl
It SeEmS tErRiBlE tO mE...
ItS tImE tO wAkE uP
Sans
I woke up in a lab, and old memories sent shivers down my spine. (spooky scary skeletons) But they soon stopped as I realized that it was Alphys's and Frisk was at my side.
"You're back!" Frisk cheered.
I looked at my hands and saw that I was me again.
I started laughing, and Frisk joined me, until we were uncontrollably giggling-as it seemed life was back to normal.
Like always, its short.
But you have a choice.
Either A, I make short chapters often,
Or B, long chapters with longer spaces in between.
Ok, thats all, Bye 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.
