QUICK WARNING! THIS CHAPTER GETS DEPRESSING PRETTY FAST!
Frisk's POV:
"Were you even going to tell me about it, Frisk?!" Sans yelled. He was scaring me. He had me pinned to the floor of the tent, his blue magic surrounding it so that Papyrus could nether enter nor hear what we were saying.
"I-I was going to, but not right away. I wanted to see if Flowey would keep his word." Sans shook my shoulders.
"And what if he didn't?! Huh Frisk?! What if he killed you while I wasn't looking?!" he pushed harder on my shoulders. I grimaced at the pain.
"S-Sans. You're h-hurting me." I said softly. Then Sans looked up at me and glared hard. He kissed me on the lips, and started to quickly pull up my shirt with one of his boney hands. Shocked, and scared as I was, I fought against him.
"Sans! Sans stop!" I broke from his kiss and pulled on his hands that freely groped my chest. "Sans! Stop it! You're scaring me!" I yelled
"SANS! WHAT ARE YOU AND THE HUMAN DOING IN THERE? LET ME IN!" I heard Papyrus yell.
"Papyrus! Help me! Papy-...." Sans broke off my plea of help by kissing me again. I struggled and pushed against him. His hands wondered down my body and made me shiver in fear. He grasped the edge of my jeans and ran his fingers under them slightly.
I screamed. It was the only thing I could think of to do. I screamed and yelled and fought and pushed. I was so scared.
"Flowey! Papyrus!!" I screamed and I cried and I fought.
"Papyrus!! Papyrus!!" I struggled and pushed and screamed. Then the weight on my body suddenly disappeared.
"FRISK! ARE YOU ALRIGHT?! SANS HOW COULD YOU?!" Papyrus scooped me up protectively in his arms.
"Frisk! Are you ok? What did that trash bag do?" Flowey asked calmly, glaring hard at Sans. I just cried into Papyrus' shoulder as Flowey offered one of his vines for me to hold. Sans just sat in the corner, looking ashamed for what he had done. He teleported away quickly.
"FRISK? ARE YOU ALRIGHT? DID HE HURT YOU ANYWHERE?" Papyrus said as he looked at me up and down. I just shook my head and snuggled into his chest.
"I'm sorry we couldn't stop him sooner Frisk, his magic is powerful." Flowey said, running a vine over my forehead and pushing my bangs to the side.
"IT'S ALRIGHT NOW HUMAN FRISK! FLOWEY AND I SHALL PROTECT YOU!" he said calmly stroking the back of my head. He placed a soft kiss on my forehead as Flowey gave my hand a squeeze. I just nodded and continued to cry into Pappy's shoulder.
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"Knock, Knock" (DISCONTINUED)
FanfictionSans and the gang finally made it to the surface with the help of Frisk, but now the questions is, can Sans keep his feelings for Frisk under control?