Reset (Underfell Brothers)

Chapter 5

I woke up, feeling so energized. Then, I remembered something. No nightmare. No crazy vision.

It was the weekend, Sans would be at home watching T.V. Normally, I would go to work even if it was weekend. I wanted to show my passion and determination towards the Royal Guards. However, I'm still having my days off.

I stretched my arms, hearing my bones crack. Rubbing my eyes, I went to the bathroom to shower. After showering, I wear my usual clothing. I opened the door and went downstairs. I looked in front of me, and saw Sans sitting on the couch, watching T.V, just as I expected.

"Good Morning Paps!" Sans shouted.

"Shut up, you're loud. Good morning to you too," I went to the kitchen to cook breakfast. Sans gets up from the couch and followed me.

"Hey Paps, you don't have to cook breakfast, you could just eat the lagsana that you cooked yesterday. I just heat it up. It was delicious!" Sans says it happily.

I stopped in my tracks, and sigh deeply. I pinched my nose bridge in frustration.
"Sans, you do know that the leftover is for dinner right."

Sans was reluntant to speak for a moment, "I-i'm sorry. I really....didn't want to trouble you by having you to cook breakfast all the time. My intention is not bad I swear..."

"Whatever, what did I expect from you anyways. Fucking dissapointment," I took out a bowl and put the pancake mix in it.

At the corner of my eye, I saw his eyes went wide, like he was surprised but it slowly turned into an expression of sadness.

"Hm. I'm going to go watch T.V now. I'm sorry that I... Disappoint you," he walks out of the kitchen.

I glanced for the last time and he stops for a moment. He was about to turned his head to say something, but he hesistated. When he was turning his head, his cheeks were shiny. He was... Crying. He turn his head back to the front, his shoulders went limp. He went back to the couch.

Few seconds later, guilt was pestering me. Trying to eat me. I knew I had said something awful when I had to work so hard to justify it.

Then it broke me.

I started to questioned myself.

Why? Why do I always have to fuck everything up?

My surroundings were spinning around me. Fucking idiot. I'm a fucking idiot.

Its driving me insane. I took the kitchen knife.

He don't deserve this. He don't deserve a brother like me. I bring chaos to his life. I should have died in that cell. He would have stayed with Dr. Gaster if it won't for me. Dr. Gaster would had take better care of him than I did.

I took my soul out of my body. Its beating bright blue. I raised my knife up, getting ready to stabbed my soul.

3...

It would had better if I didn't exist.

2...

I wouldn't had been a useless son that Dr. Gaster had or a useless brother that Sans had.

1...

I'm the problem. Its me.

"Paps, I been thinking we should go to th- PAPYRUS!" He ran towards me, grabbing my arm.

"What do you think you are doing?! What's wrong with you?!" He tries to pry my hand off the knife but I hold it tight.

"Fuck off Sans! I know you hated me, I know everyone does! I'm giving them the favor that they asked for so long!" I pulled back my knife.