Integritale

Chapter 18: Arachnophobia

Again, Sans woke up next to Serifa. He was feeling very disappointed. How many times had he failed already? Would this ever end? Would he ever be able to save her?

Again, he woke her up. Again, he informed her of the situation. Again, he persuaded her to let him fight. Again, they walked to the door.

-Listen... If we are to succeed in this... I'll need your help.

-Anything you need, Sans!

-We need to be a team. I'm powerful, but I'm just one person against the whole Royal Guard and who knows what else.

-What are you suggesting?

-I'll need your help. You need...you need to fight too.

-I can't fight...you all have magic down here, I don't!

-I don't mean for you to purposely fight. I just want you to be able to defend yourself, even if it is temporarily. You know, in case something happens before I notice.

-And how will I do that? Judging from my last experience with Royal Guards...I'm no match for them.

-Come with me.

Sans led Serifa to the kitchen. He opened a drawer and took a butcher knife out.

-You can use this if someone comes too close...

-No. This is dangerous, I don't wanna hurt anyone.

-There we go again... Sans sighed.

-What do you mean? We can't just go around killing people!

-You know what, forget it. I'm too tired for this. Let's just head out.

Sans turned his back angrily and started walking towards the door.Suddenly, he felt Serifa's hand grabbing his. He stopped walking without looking back.

-Are you...mad at me? Serifa sounded worried.

-Well,of course I am! Sans yelled and turned around, looking at her. I'm trying so, so hard to save you! You have no idea what I'm going through right now! And you just HAVE TO make this difficult! You don't want us to hurt anyone but your own life is in danger! Do you understand this? Do you realise that, at any moment, someone might attack us? We can't afford to play nice!

-But there must be a wa-

-THERE IS NO WAY! WE CAN'T!

Both Serifa and Sans were ready to break down. Serifa's eyes had already started tearing up. Sans noticed it, and looked away, taking a deep breath.

-Will...a bat do? You can just use it to push people and attacks away if they come too close. It...won't hurt them much.

-Alright...I guess I can do that.

-Wait here. Paps has one in his room. It's a baseball bat he found at the trash. I believe it's from the surface.

Sans went up to Papyrus's room and returned with a white, beat-up baseball bat. He gave it to Serifa.

-Is this okay?

-Yes.

-Time to go then.

They teleported to the Riverperson and got in the boat, just like before. No one was talking. Serifa was sitting in the corner, looking down at the river. Sans didn't know what to say. He was psychologically drained. If he hadn't repeated time so much, he wouldn't have been mad at Serifa at all. But he was too tired to hold back. Every time,she would bug him about the same things, she would tell him the same stuff. He realised that even talking to her had gotten exhausting and repetitive.