Tired

Through the Screen

Aannnnnndd i fell asleep while writing this
Writer's block -_-
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Error's POV
Sans looks like he's seen enough sh*t today along with Chara, but I have to mess around with the codes a bit to TRY and fix this. Don't want the whole multiverse getting messed up because the Original Timeline died... After all, that would mean the death of my friends AND nothing left to destroy. Plus, Ink can't do anything about it, he can't interfere much here. Here we go again...
I opened up this AU's codes to modify them.
"What are you doing?" Asked a very curious Chara.
"....ṡȏṃєṭһıṅɢ....."
I turned around, back facing her.
"Wha- Hey! Thats not an answer!"
"ẇєʟʟ, ṭȏȏ ɞѧԀ, ı ѧṃ ṅȏṭ ɢȏıṅɢ ṭȏ є×ƿʟѧıṅ."
-a few minutes later-
Finally! Done. Now they can RESET.
I opened a portal, about to leave, when a knife misses the side of my skull by millimeters.
"What's. Your. Name." Chara growled.
"ṅıċє ѧıṃ. ɞȗṭ, ı ṭһıṅҡ ʏȏȗ ċѧṅ Ԁȏ ɞєṭṭєя. ʏıȗ ẇєяє ṭяʏıṅɢ ṭȏ ṡƿѧяє ṃє, ẇєяєṅ'ṭ 'ṭċһѧ? ṭһѧṭ'ṡ ṿєяʏ ṅıċє ȏғ ʏȏȗ. ȏғ ċȏȗяṡє, ċһѧяѧṡ ѧяєṅ'ṭ ѧʟẇѧʏṡ ṭһє ɞѧԀ ȏṅєṡ. яıɢһṭ ғяıṡҡ?"
I stared straight into the child's eyes, knowing that Frisk was in there.
And I felt her guilt rise. I smiled sadistically, even though that was Raspberry's thing.
I am still a Judge, as I am still a Sans.
Nothing will change that.
Frisk's POV
I felt the stanger's eyes bore into mine. How did he know I was here?! Stuck in the SAVE screen/my own head... And he sees me. I feel my sins crawling up my back...
Thruthfully, I didn't only do one genocide run- I did several, most without Chara's help. Now, this-this skeleton ,whom I have never seen before in any of my RESETS, knows what most in the underground don't know. Guilt and shame rise up in my chest, and I once again forced back tears. Sighing, I lowered my head in defeat. Suddenly, I don't want to be the one in control anymore.
It's too difficult to choose.
Third person POV
Fresh coughed, standing silently the whole time. Everyone looked at him, already forgetting he was there. "Excuse me for interrupting your rad make up conversation broskis, but it seems like the third broseph is here." He pointed to the direction of the throne room. Another Sans was there, this one wearing a white jacket with a bloody slash down the front. He was wearing Papyrus's scarf, holding it close to him. A pretty big glitch cloud covered his right eye, Sans, Chara and Frisk didn't want to know what was under. A bit of blood dripped from his mouth, and his shorts were exactly like Sans's. His snow-white slippers were stained with blood drops. The newcomer looked like as if he had been to hell and back and made it half-alive. Chara's jaw dropped, only to gulp and quickly close it. He looked lonely, that was for sure.
"ɢєṅȏ, ẇһѧя ѧяє ʏȏȗ Ԁȏıṅɢ һєяє??? ı ṭһȏȗɢһṭ ʏȏȗ ẇєяє ȏṅ ṭһє ṡȗяғѧċє, ẇһ-" Error faltered, seeing the look the so-called Geno was giving him.
Geno sighed and replied "Well, Frisk decided to RESET again somehow, and I ended up n the SAVE screen again. It was boring, so I decided to escape a bit and come visit my little brothers." His voice was smooth and soft, and it was as if he rarely used it. "Frisk is refusing to talk to me."
The originals stared at Geno, then at Error, the Fresh. They REALLY couldn't believe that they were brothers.
Well, you learn something new every day.