An Echotale One shot
a love story and action/adventure
first person POV (alternating)
its my first time writing one of these so..... enjoy
Please don't mind any spelling mistakes xD
I watched her run until her small figure disappeared from the underground. I didn't chase her. I couldn't. Because even king Asgore himself knew that if I went after her right that second, that I would have blacked out and killed her. So instead I took my anger out on the old shed. I broke the door. Obliterated it in anger. It wasn't exactly the best idea because now there was another thing on the list of shit that I had to fucking fix.
Not to mention the fact that I couldn't keep her in here now. I didn't think she even knew my house had a basement and I prefered to keep it that way. I would have to keep her in the house, but that would give away Papyrus' safety. I wasn't even one hundred percent it was really Frisk anymore.
Regardless, she wasn't worth risking Paps' safety. There were plenty of other houses here in snowdin. Perhaps I could baby proof one of those..... I had to get her back. If she truly was Frisk, with time I would know for sure, and now that she's run, I have the perfect excuse to not leave her side unless Papyrus had unintentionally decided otherwise.
I lit a cigarette, stuffing my hands into my pockets and chuckled softly. I recalled Sans always being the secretive, mysterious one. Since when had the tables turned? I guess a lot could happen in five years. That's how long it'd been since I'd seen the kid wasn't it? Wouldn't that make her twenty one? Damn.... Wasn't such a kid anymore after all was she....
Deciding to let her roam freely for the night I approached my house. She couldn't get too far with only a day's worth of time. Besides, I'd needed to spend time with Papyrus anyway. He was getting suspicious and her wasn't as easy to fool as he used to be.
His being mixed with part of our father Had not only given him even more... height.... The same scars as myself, and he shared Gaster's knowledge. Of course he was still Papyrus, just smarter. He was never stupid to begin with, he just had a different way of thinking.
I enter the house and shut the door. Okay slammed. But it wasn't purposeful. It was simply left over anger. Recognizing the smell of Spaghetti I figured Papyrus was already in the kitchen. He never really said anything anymore and it worried me. So instead, I decided to start a conversation myself.
"Hey Paps.... What happened when Hitler sneezed?"
Silence. Was he waiting for the punch line or was he just not in the mood?
"He uh.... He became a Snazi..... Get it...? Snazi?"
More silence.
I got up and turned to the kitchen, worried. "Bro?" I questioned. He was there but he was dead silent. He looked sad. Then again he always kind of looked sad anymore. Why? I don't know.... Had he finished reading all his books? If that was the case I'd simply go grab him more.
"Papyrus what's the matter man?" I asked, sitting up on the island.
". . . I miss the outside brother..." He stated so quietly. As if he was afraid...
". . . You mean the underground? Papyrus there's nothing out-"
"Is there truly nothing out there Sans? If that were the case then what in the world was that noise? Why were you smashing the door to our shed??? Our home has windows brother I'm not as redundant as you make me out to be!" He lashed out. When he turned to me, tears forming in his eyes.
Nothing had ever broke my heart more than seeing Papyrus cry. Even before Gaster and sans had mixed, I recall Sans' desperate need to keep Papyrus happy, and away from the lab at all costs. What hurt the most is that it was my fault that he was crying. I had caused his misery. I never wanted that...
I sighed. "Tell you what bro.... Once I get the human ba-"
"HUMAN?!?" He yelled in excitement. As much as I'd hated him cutting me off, I couldn't help but smile. It had reminded me a lot of the old Papyrus.
"Yeah paps. A human..... Maybe I'll let her meet you yeah? And maybe... maybe I'll let you outside" I finished.
He seemed to light up a lot more. I didn't want to let him out... I wasn't strong enough... All the more reason to find Frisk... or Crystal.... Or who ever she was... If I got stronger, Papyrus could do as he pleased and I could protect him. As long as he was happy right?
As long as he was happy...
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