Silence Is Bittersweet (DanceTale Sans X Reader)

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I know you all have wanted it. So here it is! A new POV.

=Sans=

I am sweating. Can skeletons sweat? I'm not sure. Normally I would know such things, but right now I am too nervous to think.

Daisy is missing.

And we can do absolutely nothing to find her, until we leave this dreaded building.

I sigh, pressing my hands onto the tip of my nasal cavity. Can skeletons get headaches, too? Cause it sure seems like it.

Seventh period can not last any longer, surely. I have been in this damn building for over 5 hours straight! I can't focus, I've been jittery and nervous, and my non-existent brain hurts.

When the bell rings, it is music to my non-existent ears.

I dash out of the room, nearly leaping through the hallways. I have a strong urge to dance, an upbeat melody swaying in my head. But, I refrain, as I quickly sling my worn backpack over my shoulder.

I pull my hood over my head, and run.

I run like never before, and the temptation to simply get there is overwhelming. So I dash behind a random house, and appear behind Alphys's neighbor's. Running from the cover of shadows, I run into the door. It nearly blows off its hindges, but not quite.

"S-Sans? How d-did you g-get here so fast!?"

"start it up, alph!" I say, anxious for information.

She quickly does as told, and the others start to trickle in as the machine powers up.

I sigh with relief when a little red dot appears on screen.

The audio picks up, and voices play through the camera. We all stare intently at the foreboding light of the screen.

We have our work cut out for us.

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"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Just the one, and the plan will be complete."

"But how? Sweetheart, they haven't left eachother's sides since I took the other girl."

"It is simple, really. Being where I am now has many advantages. Turn right."

"U-Uh...uhm... So, what's the plan, sweetheart?"

"I'm not your sweetheart anymore. I'm only able to return to settle my business."

"O-Ok..."

"Anyway, you just need to toss them a false lead. Separate them, and take the one we need."

"W-What then?"

"Then we call the child. Once we have the child, threaten the mountain king."

"So the plan is almost complete?"

"Not quite. Hang a left."

"Are we almost there? Where are we even going?"

"I thought that surely you would know by now."

"Know what? Why don't we just go back to the abandoned prison, and check on the squirts in the basemen-"