𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐬 (sans x frisk)

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after a long quiet breakfast, frisk help sans with dishes and cleaning... one thing she could say.. is that sans is really, really bad at doing chores....

now that they are done....they both sat infront of the fire place

sans on the floor, his usual spot... one hand helding his favorite book and the other clasping his favorite cigarettes

frisk sat on the couch with her head on the couch arm and both of her hand placed on her chest staring emotionlessly.....she was bored.....she wanted to do something....anything...

"where's papyrus?" she muttered, sans didn't glance at her he just seems so focused and invested on reading his book.....or he just simply isn't interested on talking to her... she could see the cover of the book he was reading...

"romeo and juliet" she say out loud lazily giving a slight chuckles...

"what a boring book" she blurted out bluntly

sans looks at her in a distasteful expression
"heh...what do you know about things like this, brat" he scoffs and continued doing what he was doing...reading the brutal story that always makes frisk felt so uncomfortable.

"You are aware that those are humans book right?
do you really think i have no knowledge about that story?, the sick and despicable way of showing what they so called love.... its so corny and honestly way too overplayed on stage..." feeling rebellious towards the skeleton she didn't hesitate

it is true...she truly hate that story....the only thing she actually enjoy to read is poetry.....and thats pretty much all she needs

"how bout you just mind your own fucking business brat." he suck in the cigarette letting out the smokes.....
She felt like she could die out of boredom, if she could just telepathically communicates with chara right now she would actually talk to her....
Then to be alone with this boring with no personality guy sitting there smoking.

"its so boring here" frisk groans now staring up at the high ceiling that was painted in renaissances
"welcome to the underground." sans said simply
frisk look around the room....it felt so empty.... to much spaces..
she just move her head around trying to find something interesting to look at.....
There's statues
Arts
Books...
More books
Candles...
Chandelier that seems to be used just as a display cause they are clearly not using it to light the room.
and finally....
a white colored violin hanged up high just above the shelves.
Her heart leap a million miles and the cold room suddenly became warm

she stands up and walk towards it didn't care about anything more than that.....

its been so long since she even touch the instrument.....whenever she felt like crying...she would let her sorrow flow through the violin....the beautiful and bold sound....it felt like she cries together with the violin itself.
since 'father' took it away from her cause of her lack of studying and instead playing the instruments.....she always felt empty.....and she could only hold on to her cigarettes.... she hates the smell of smokes....but if she felt like dying.....she needs it more than anything

reaching it and climbing on the high shelves.
Right foot on the chair and the other on the shelves...climbing racks of racks
too blinded by her longing and desperate
that she did not realize the shelves that she stepped on begin to crack...she was going to fall hard on the ground

her body began to feel unbalanced, she was almost there...trying to grab the one thing that she wanted so desperately only to slightly touched the bottom part of the instruments
then..she could feel her body going down... she yelped closing her eyes
she didn't felt like she landed on the ground.....she landed on something....but its surely not the ground
she heard a groan
opening her eyes only to find herself on sans chest
he muttered something but frisk couldn't really hear what he says
he muttered again and frisk couldn't clearly
make it up
"c-can you repeat that?"
he inhale deeply then his eyes widen
"The violin-"
He quickly teleported and catch the instruments that was falling
Frisk were taken off guard and quickly glance at him
She gulps.
The white coloured instruments is now in sans hand
And his body on the ground from catching it
He stands up slowly, his back still facing frisk
Frisk could feel his aura begin to darkened
"You are the most Dumbass human I've ever seen"
He chuckles darkly, slowly glancing towards her...
Her body starts shaking...
What has she done
He walks towards her and frisk felt like she wanted to die
"Do you know this artifact was auctioned for
7 million G" he grunted angrily
Frisk gulps at the price... G is meant for gold...
If it really is....7 million gold
That would worth more than human money....
It could reach more than about 100 millions of dollars just for a simple violin.
frisk heart tighten from even thinking about it.
"and the nerve you got to even think..of touching it, heh..brat, if i were about sold you to the king...it won't even be enough to buy this thing..there's only 2 pieces of this....and i was lucky enough to have it."
He argued still fuming with rage opening both of his arms as if he was lecturing her of how special that thing is
"You better have a good explanation on this or I'll chop off your tiny head, you have 5 second" he says darkly.
Frisk felt her chest tighten
"Five"
Frisk breath flinched
"Four"
She didn't know how to say it
"Three...."
She could just reset couldn't she?
"Two.." sans started to step closer to her
"On-" as he about to cast his magic upon her
"I-it's just that I haven't play that in a while and i-i was overwhelmed when i saw you had a violin"
Sans eyes narrowed
"Im sorry for my behaviour but the person i used to grow up with doesn't let me play the only thing that could put the madness inside my head at ease...its just...it has been so long...too long...I couldn't help myself...if you really want to kill me go ahead..I could reset...so why bother"
Frisk tries to hold her tears...she's scared
For the pain...yeah she could just reset but who in the right mind would want to felt their head being chopped off
Closing her eyes tightly waiting for him to just do
What he was about to do
Sans gave out his sadistic grin
"If you say so...help me count to 3"
a huge sharp bone suddenly appears next to frisk
Ready to drill it's way through her neck