Frisk POV:
I walk over to the now broken gateway to the underground. I murmur his name just slightly under my breath.
"..Sans..."
I miss him. I wanna see him. I wanna hug him. I wanna tell him I love him, but at the same time, I don't miss him. I want to punch him right across his skeleton face. I want to tell him I hate him. I walk down into the hole. There's little pieces of what looks like glass, but it's weird. I pick up a piece.
It's shards of bone
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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?
