"Hatred"

371 6 4
                                    


Sans was pretty sure that he was going to die in the next three seconds.

Because here was the black soul.

And here was him refusing to collect it.

But as that quick moment was fleeting, he heard Toriel behind him.

"Ah~ What do we have here?"

Chara quickly hid her face from Toriel, although Sans didn't understand why as her doom was impending. Then, Toriel swiftly moved toward Chara.

However, Toriel didn't get very far before Chara started to turn... black?

It started with her arm, but quickly spread to the rest of her body.

"What the--" Toriel raised her eyebrow.

Then, the black disappeared, and beneath was the same Chara, but dressed in a black sweater, and brown cargo pants.

And she look hateful.

Toriel's soul fled out of her body and toward Chara, who absorbed it.

Chara laughed, but it wasn't her normal cute and giggly laugh, it was cold and freakish.

"Oh now what do we have here?" 

A Different Type of Loot (Chara x Sans) MafiaTaleWhere stories live. Discover now