Chapter 17: Devoured

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Once more, Sans woke up next to Serifa. He had been trying and trying countless times, never getting close to Hotland. One way or another, Serifa always died and died and died. Magical attacks, physical attacks, attacks from behind, surrendering. Even drowning once.

Sans was too mentally tired. After all, it isn't easy to watch your love done die continuously. Nor is it easy to end up killing people to save her, yet keep failing anyway. However, this time, he was a little more hopeful. Having exhausted the possibilities with his previous method, he had decided not to walk through Waterfall again.

-Good morning sweetheart...! he woke Serifa once more.

-Hey Sansy...

-Getup darling, I have things to tell you.

He explained the situation once more. He had grown sick of describing the same things over and over, but the knew he had to. Sans had lost count of the times he had repeated the same words, but it was always Serifa's first time hearing them. Every time, Sans was more and more bored while talking, so every time, he had to act a little more in order not to make Serifa feel uneasy.

-So,what are we gonna do Sans?

-We'll go meet the King at his castle. There, I'll ask him to spare you.However, I must warn you. We might need to fight our way through this. Killing people might be inevitable.

-Killing..? I...I don't want people to die because of me...

-Serifa. If my life depended on it, would you not sacrifice others to save me?

-I...I'd want to save you at all costs...but...I can't fight...

-I can. And, for you, I will. Please, let me do this for you. You'd do the same for me, I know it.

-Alright...But promise to try to avoid hurting others if you can...

-That, I promise.

Sans had been through this conversation so many times that he knew exactly what to say, exactly how to persuade her. It all felt like a scene from a play, rehearsed over and over. Without realising it, he was growing more and more desensitised, more and more distant.

He opened the door, grabbed Serifa's hand and froze time. However, he didn't run to Waterfall. Instead, he went to the north side of Snowdin. He started time again and walked to the Riverperson.

-Hey there old pal!

-Hello, Sans! Hello, young lady!

Serifa was struggling to understand whether that person was a man or a woman. Their whole face was covered by their hoodie and their voice was tricky to understand.

-Can you please take us to Hotland as quickly as possible?

-Sure thing Sans! Jump in!

They got in the boat and started sailing. A hooded figure followed them into the boat, unseen by everyone.

-Could you please keep this a secret...? Sans asked the Riverperson. I...don't really want people knowing where we are going.

-I won't tell, Sans. I think I understand the situation here.

-Thanks,pal...

-However,you know we can be seen. Better put your hoodies up guys.

Sans and Serifa put on their hoodies as the Riverperson started singing. Sans sat next to Serifa, checking around nervously.

-That...person has a really great voice! Do you know their gender...? It's so weird not to know! Serifa whispered.

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