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Here's my prompt from my dear Discord frand. Pun intended.

Write a story about a crazy serial killer.

She did not know what it was about.

Anyway story starts now! (No dis is not canon by the way)

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Sans :
Frisk, help!
Frisk :
What is it, Sans?
Sans :
I'm about to be murdered!
Frisk :
Very funny.
Sans :
I'm serious!
Sans :
They already killed a ton of monsters! It's a human! It's like genocide!
Frisk :
Location. Now.
Sans :
The alley near Sesame Street.
Frisk :
On my way.

*10 minutes later*

Sans :
FRISK HALP
Sans :
Where are you?!
Frisk :
I watched all of Sesame Street. I couldn't find you or any alleys!
Sans :
NOT THAT SESAME STREET! HURRY! I'M GLAD THEY'RE SLOW! I HAVE LIKE 10 MINUTES NOW!
Frisk :
Okay, okay. I'm coming.

*5 minutes later (outta texting mode)*

Sans was curled up in a tiny ball near a trash bag with a smiley face drawn on it (smiley trash bag xD). Frisk stood near the building around the alley and looked in quietly. His attacker was, indeed, very slow. However, Sans was completely defenseless, even though his eye was glowing, clearly unhappy.

Frisk had never seen Sans so defenseless, tied up and a rag over his mouth.

Frisk tackles the attacker down, and since they were so slow, they ran away. More like, hobbled away. Frisk spared him.

She untied Sans and they ran away. The moment of them running away was really fast, she never noticed she forgot to take off his rag. Until they finally went to rest at Frisk's house.

"Mmmph!!!!" Sans tried to say. Frisk was confused until she looked at him. "Oh geez, sorry!" she said, taking off the rag. "Couldn't you have just done that yourself?" Frisk asked, concerned for Sans' mental health. "Yes, but I wanted you to do it." Sans said.

"Huh why?" Frisk asked, blush threatening her cheeks. "So I could feel your touch." Sans said. Frisk's cheeks reddned, despite her telling herself to stop blushing. Inching closer, Sans leaned into Frisk's shoulder and fell asleep there.

Frisk's cheeks got redder, but she simply brushed it off, smiling. "Lazybones." she said sarcastically, before falling asleep as well.

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