I was angry and I needed to calm myself I growled and held horror sans close to me feeling protective.
I can't believe that orgi Sans would hire a hit man to kill horror.
"Don't seal the mark. Don't let him touch you."
The original Sans voice echoes in my mind I growl in anger.
How dare he say anything about horror being a killer when he tried to kill him?
I feel my anger boil baking in the pit of my stomach I want original Sans to pay for what he's done. He deserves it for this.
"Hey hun."
My Sans's voice ripples through my head.
"Can you loosen up sweetheart? You're hurting my ribs."
I let go immediately and sigh curling into myself.
This time it was his turn to comfort me.
Carefully his arms wrapped around me holding me to him as tears streamed down my face. When I looked up at him his skull was fully repared his eyes whole they were beautiful amber red. A streak lines under his eyes like a crack but he wasn't hurt.
"S-Sans?"
He chuckled a low bubbly sound his voice wasn't scratchy and dead anymore.
"Call me edge sweetheart things have changed."
Things had changed that was obvious but how much?
