An Old Friend ' Underfell Sans x Reader '

Part 20: Control

~(Y/n) Pov

     I was so stupid to do this dumb plan. But what will happen to Sans if I don't go with the plan? I didn't want to think about at the moment.

      "Please don't do this, don't let her control you," Sans whispered.

     "I won't, I'll let Frisk do their....'run' as you call it," what did that mean? I wanted to ask, but decided to keep my trap shut.

     "Thanks, Sweetheart," the way he said it sounded different. My eyes still felt dull, I was weak and tired.

     "Can we sit down or something?" I asked, my head starting to spin.

     "Sure, you okay?" He walked with me to the couch, setting me in his lap and put his hand on my head. It felt cool, I leaned into his hand, my cheeks pink with blush.

     "I just feel worn out," I replied, maybe I was getting sick.

     "You're head is warm, maybe your getting sick," did he read my mind? I just shrugged, closing my eyes.

~Sans Pov

     She was getting sick, her skin was pale and her head burning. She fell asleep in my arms. I smiled, pulling her down with me as I laid down. We aren't on the surface, so what could I give her if she has something that we don't have a cure for? I sighed, hoping Frisk would finish their run as quick as possible.  I dozed off, every bad thought leaving my head. Maybe they are close to the castle.

~Frisk Pov

     Chara had me under her control, I didn't know she wanted to kill everyone! I need to stop them!

     "Oh, there's no use in wanting to help, I'm in full control," she said aloud.

     "Why do you want to do this!?" I yelled at a screen in front of me, it was what she was seeing through my eyes.

     "Cause it's fun!" She laughed like a manic. I then heard a voice.

     "SMALLER HUMAN? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING OUT HERE BY YOURSELF?" Papyrus asked me, well, Chara.

     "Oh nothing Papy, just killing everyone," Chara smiled as she spoke. I slammed on the screen.

     "Stop, don't do it! Not Papyrus!" The screen cracked. I hit it again and again. It shattered.

~Papyrus Pov

     The human had fallen after they spoke, maybe from the cold. I huffed and picked them up, taking them home. Wonder why they suddenly passed out, oh well. I got home and found my bother and (Y/n) on the couch asleep. Lazy asses.

~Sans Pov

     "SANS, GET YOUR ASS UP!" (Y/n) and I both woke up, jumping off the couch. We both glared at Papyrus, (Y/n) rubbing her behind.

     "Why did you have to tell so loud?" She snapped, never was happy being scared awake. Papyrus growled.

     "CAUSE THAT IS HOW I SPEAK DUMBASS! ANWAYS, FRISK IS SICK SO THEY ARE SLEEPING IN MY ROOM," he informed us. Great, now (Y/n) and Frisk are sick and they are humans.

     "What do you mean, 'sick'?" She questioned, rather worried. Has she met Frisk? I don't think so, maybe this will be the right time?

     "THEY SAID SOMETHING AND COLLAPSED IN THE SNOW! THEY SEEMED DIFFERENT THAT WHEN THEY FIRST FELL," (Y/n)'s eyes widen and thought for a moment.

     "Tell me when they wake up, I gotta talk to them," she told him darkly, like a threat. He just nodded and left to his room.

     "Why do you seem so dark all of a sudden?" I asked her, getting back on the couch. She followed, but she was slow.

     "Chara's been too quiet, and I think she went into Frisk," my eye-lights left as I heard that.

~(Y/n) Pov

     That would explain why she has been quiet.

Who's being quiet?

     You, what have you done now?

Oh, nothing, just killing a few monsters

     What!? How? You don't- you did possess Frisk, haven't you?

And if I was?

     Trust me, be glad you don't have a true body.....

     "You okay, kid?" Sans asked me, pulling me away from the conversation.

     "Welp, I was right," I told him.

Wait, you told him about our plan!? Now, I'll make sure he's the first to die!

     'Shut your trap, you're not getting my scythe, nor are you killing anyone.' I stopped listening to her after that. I leaned against Sans, why am I so weak? He rubbed my back, trying to make me feel better.

     "What are we going to do?" I asked him, looking at him with worry.

     "Don't fret, Sweetheart, we'll get her out of her head," he poked my head, "and once were on the surface, I'll be able to take ya on a date," I blushed at the last comment.

     "Wait, what?" I asked, he chuckled, his cheekbones turning red.

     "I want to take ya on a date, but not down here, I want it to be on the surface," he was being serious. We're we even a couple? What even are we any more?

     "THEY ARE AWAKE, AND THEY WANT TO TALK TO (Y/N)," we heard Papyrus yell from his room.

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