Chara's POV
...
Did she just?...
Why?
I literally just told her not to kill anyone.
"*grumble* that stupid little... *sigh*"
Now I don't even have a vessel to live in because Frisk is trapped in wherever she is until that so-called Reaper dude frees her, and I have a feeling that he isn't going to do that anytime soon... Plus, that creepy Fresh dude is staring at me, and I don't like it.
I have to do this all over again, greeeaaattt.
Someone pass me a ghost chocolate bar
Sans' POV
I get up on my feet and look around, making sure that I'm not dreaming. I pinch myself (?) and, sadly, I'm not. Everyone's still dead, Frisk is missing, and Fresh is in the corner, staring at me with his cold eyesockets.
"W-where is everyone?"
"Brah, I swear, when you drift to your thoughts, you're worse than ma broski when he crashes. They all left, mmm sayi somethin about some totally turbular business they had to attend to, not to mention that this other ghost broseph in the corner isn't willing to talk." He frowned.
Wait what?
"W-who are you talking about? I can't see anyo-"
A weird sensation passed through my chest, as if the air around me had rebelled and started pummeling me. (how does that even work?!)
"*groan* what was that??????"
"That, ma broski, was your edgy broseph Chara. You should tell her to stop using some... unrad lingo she's got in her mouth."
"Ok, first of all, how do you see her?"
"Well, I am a glitch in the system," he said while once more taking off his shades, sending another round of shivers up my spine.
Wait, when did he put them back on?!!
I- th-thi UGHHHHHHHH
THIS WORLD HAS NO LOGIC
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Sorry for dem slow updates
Not in the right mood to write these weeks
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Tired
FanfictionThis was my first story. Sans, after a round of particularly draining RESETS, wants to get to the root of the problem. And so, he asks. He gets an answer, but things start to jumble and blend into an incomprehensible mixture of worlds and theories...