Cage Of Bones

Chapter 25: Cocoa & Regrets

Author's note- Emotional damage is back again...and it's coming in hot. Trust me. Otherwise, let's enjoy Grillbz bein such a good (unofficial) boyfriend shall we? X3

ALSO! Some details from a one-shot I wrote a little while ago will be brought up this chapter. If you haven't read it yet you can find it here. (https://my.w.tt/DsodmJ49EQ)

Happy reading!

Trigger warning(s)- Uncensored language, mental breakdown, slight disassociation, recounting of past trauma, self depreciation, guilt, survivor's guilt, implied off screen homophobia, reference to past anxiety attacks, description of a depressive episode, reference to off screen murder, and reference to off screen character death. Please tread lightly

(Updated Edits On 12/28/22)

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Grillbz had never ran so fast in his life. Before Sans had even had the chance to hang up, Grillbz was already on his way out the door; stopping only a second to leave a note for Fiyoku and pull on a jacket.

It was as if his body was on auto pilot. His legs never ceased to move as he dashed down one street to the next, as if his soul was pulling him directly to Sans' location. The aching feeling in his chest was undeniable and borderline excruciating, as if he was feeling exactly what Sans was.

He didn't allow himself a second to catch his breath. Only glancing at his phone occasionally in case Sans contacted him again.

'Of course it was Papyrus...' he thought to himself.

'It HAD to be Papyrus. He has the HP to accommodate them and has the connection with Sans. Even has a motive they could use against him. It all makes sense now...'

Upon that last thought coming to mind, Grillbz urged himself to move faster, almost in a panic.

'Which means Sans is a total wreck right now! If I don't get there soon he might do something stupid! C'mon legs WORK WITH ME!' he screamed in his head as he turned a corner, Sans' house coming into his line of vision.

As he drew closer, he felt his pace slow at what he saw on the porch.

Sans was curled up in a ball on the steps, hugging his knees while muttering to himself. His fingers were fiddling with something in his hand while a notepad floated nearby, a pen writing a mile a minute as if keeping up with his frantic thoughts.

It was all too clear that he had cracked once again.

"I-It all makes sense...i-it HAS t-to m-m-make sense...it was him all along...it was A-ALWAYS him...w-well th-that's reassuring! Yessiree bob! It's all good! Now it's all to c-clear that my already emotionally broken baby b-brother is in kahoots with the ultimate d-demon child from hell and has likely been making him murder people in his sleep! Y-YEAH! THAT'S COOL! THAT'S GREAT! THAT'S JUST PEACHY KEEN!" Sans muttered out loud, a deranged laugh escaping as his pen moved faster.

Grillbz instantly knew just how well Sans was taking the situation, and he didn't need to be his stepmom to figure that out.

"Sans?"

"Yeah well, at least this way it should be easy to find him! YEAH! Just follow the path of dust and blood that they're definately gonna succumb my baby brother to! HA! THAT'LL BE A TREAT TO EXPLAIN TO TORIEL!" he chuckled to himself, the fiddling of the object in his hand increasing as he seemed to become more and more panicked.

"Sans please..."

"WHELP! GUESS WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO RESET! WE HAD A GOOD RUN FRISK BUT MAYBE I CAN FIGURE OUT CHARA'S PLAN AHEAD OF TIME THIS TIME IF I-"