It was one of those days when Sans would be gone for awhile, but Sara didn't mind. She never really cared actually. She'd let her dad do anything. She'd even die for him. No one Understood why, I mean, we can't blame them. Before he met Frisk he was pretty mean. But Sara didn't care. She loved her dad. She'd even dress in his clothing sometimes if not all the time. Until one day...everything changed.
Like any day, Sans was gone and Sara just laid on the couch. Until she heard a knock on the door. She said "come in!" thinking it was her dad but it was her 'friend' Jade. Jade knew very well how Sara felt about her dad and can understand Sara believes her dad doesn't love her. Actually, Sara thinks he hates her. But today, Jade was gonna finally solve this, so Sara wouldn't have to switch between thoughts on weather her dad hated her or not. But Sans had other plans.
Sans walked in the door and saw his daughter talking to Jade about moving in together. He didn't like that and got really mad. He gave Jade the death stare and as calmly as he could asked "Why are you asking her to live you you?!". This made Jade a little scared. "Well why do you care? I thought you hated her." Jade said, acting really tough, something other people can't do when talking to him.
Jades words only made him more mad and Sans looked over at Sara. "Y-Your not actually moving out...right?" Everyone was always so surprised when Sans would talk to Sara and Frisk. He always seemed so mean, but when he talked to his two girls it's clear they are his soft spot. Sara had a soft spot for her two boys as well, her dad and Trajan. She'd drop everything and do what ever she could to help them. Sara got off the couch and hugged her dad tightly, closing her eyes. "Of course not dad..." she said calmly.
Sans calmed down and looked down at his daughter, grinning with sharp teeth. "We're gonna move to the surface. We are gonna stay in moms old house." He said, giving Jade the death stare before watching her leave without saying good bye to Sara. Neither of them cared though, and besides...they had each other.
Two days later
(on the surface) Frisk walked over to her husband not long after he got home. She looked very worried. "Whats wrong sweetheart?" Sans asked. Frisk took a deep breath before saying "S-sara's hand is all bone now...I think shes trying to be more like you...can you please ask her to stop?..." Sans, now realizing what they said, had completely black eyes now. He didn't want his little girl hurting herself, especially when it's his fault. He had to stop this, soon.
He went to Sara's room and gently knocked on the door. "Sara?" he said quietly, in case she was asleep. He heard a soft yawn and "w-what dad?" before figuring it was okay to walk in. Sara moved her feet so her dad could sit on the edge of her bed she shared with Trajan when he wasn't at MTT Resort. "Show me your hand..." he said still a little quieter than normal.
Sara nodded in agreement and showed her dad her hand, knowing already what he came in her room for in the first place. His eye sockets widened. Guess his sweetheart wasn't lying. But something was...off. When he looked at Sara she didn't look at him like she was sorry or scared of her punishment. No. She looked upset. She looked like she could burst out crying at any moment, and he hated that look. It meant something upset her, and he HATES it when shes upset.
He calmly asked "what happened?..." and Sara sat up slowly. She hugged him and started crying into his shoulder. "I-I d-don't know d-dad........I-I didn't do it t-though........" He knew Sara wasn't lying. But he knew Frisk wasn't lying either. Maybe they simply saw Sara and jumped to awful conclusions before talking to her about it. At this point he didn't really care. All he cared about was his daughter.
"O-on purpose..." He heard Sara say through cries. He looked confused now. "I didn't do it for no reason...or to just hurt myself...or to be more l-like you..." He could tell that last one was a lie. "So...you did it to yourself why?..." He asked. "I had flowers covering my whole hand...I didn't want you guys to know...and aunt char-" She was cut of by Sans putting his hand over her mouth. "Stop trying to be like me...and just so you know...if you become like Chara...I'm gonna have to kill you..."
Sara was now more upset than before. Did her dad actually say that? Could he really kill his own daughter? What would Frisk think? Sara nodded slowly and went to walk out of her room, not wanted to talk to him anymore...that's the first... If her dad did hate her that much then she doesn't want to live. Yes she has Trajan but as much as she hates to admit it...she loves her dad WAY more than him. Sara sat in Hotland, staring down at the lava shes tried to die in many times before. Then she had and idea.
(The next day)
Sara was no longer wearing her dads clothes. If he wanted her to stop trying ti be like him then that is what she will do. She grabbed a knife from the kitchen and went outside. She wanted to see if she did end up like chara if her dad would actually kill her. If he did that her suffering would have ended before it began and if he doesn't then he really does love her. Sara was scared, but looking foreword to knowing if her dad truly loves her or not fills her with Determination.
She went into the small town and started killing any human she could see. Despite having her dads powers, she stuck to the knife, just to be even more like her aunt. Soon enough, Sans noticed what Sara was doing. His eye sockets widened and he turns her soul blue so she couldn't move. Her heart beat grew faster. What if he was really gonna kill her? She dropped the knife and sighed, letting one tear run down her face.
Now shaking, Sara held back crying. She knows aunt Chara never cries. Once all of the humans ran away, Sans let go of Sara, making her fall foreword. Thankfully her dad caught her before she slammed her head on a rock. Sara felt happy to know her dad cared and did love her. Until.....................
SHRK!
Sara knew very well what that pain was. She did it to her self once. Did her dad really mean what he said? Her dad let go and let his daughter fall on the ground only making the bone go farther inside her. She cried out in pain. It hurt a lot worse since her dad was doing it. She looked up at him, tears falling down her cheeks. "D-dad......................I-I'm sorry............I-I love you......." were her last words before her soul broke into pieces.
(aaaannnnnnnnddddd I'm gonna write another chapter for this story because I feel like this is a good place to end it for now. Ans if I'm REALLY bored I might write it tonight.)
(I always mention him because I wouldn't be making these if it weren't for him.)
