Sans: *He gently sets Eliver onto the ground*
Frisk: Sans! That was really far ranged to use your magic!
Sans: I-It's fine, kid... You should be worried about Eliver, not me...
Frisk: *Nods*
Sans: Wait... Chara, did you see anyone bring Flowey here?
Chara: No, why?
Sans: Crap! He just... We should probably go back home anyway- *He's interrupted by Dust tackling him and mercilessly claws at him*
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Sans: What the-?! *He uses his magic to levitate Dust off of him and throws him at a tree* What the hell is wrong with you?!
Dust: I'll dust you, you sick Monster! *He runs towards Sans, he teleports out of the way* What the heck?! Teleportation?! Doesn't matter! I'll still kill you!
Sans: Heh heh! Yeah, you can try! But on the other hand... You'll dead before you can! *Dust charges at Sans a second time, third, fourth, fifth, sixth time, Sans keeps dodging, but he starts to look tired*
Dust: {Mind: Oh! So that's his weakness? Exhaustion!} *He charges at Sans about sixteen more times, Sans can barely stand now* Heh heh heh... *He charges at Sans again, Sans snaps his fingers to teleport again, but it doesn't work, Sans falls onto his back* Heh heh heh! What's wrong? Are you getting tired?
Sans: *He wobbles as he stands back up* You still won't kill me.... *Dust starts to run towards him, Sans steps out of the way, barely dodging*
Dust: I think otherwise... *He runs as fast as he can towards Sans, hitting him again, Sans is rammed into a tree*
Sans: *He tries to push Dust away*
Dust: HA! Without your magic, you're useless! It looks like I was right... Eliver can do WAY better. *Sans' eye's go black, not in anger, but in defeat, he hangs his head down, lets go and Dust is holding him onto the tree*
Sans: You're right... She can do better than me....
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Sans: But... There's one thing good about it...
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Sans: She's not with you ! *He levitates Dust and throws him out of sight, then falls onto the ground, and coughs up a bit of blood* Well....... That hurt like hell...
