Sans' House Guests (CreepyPasta x Undertale)

Chapter 9 - Old House

Sans always was good with kids.

Having to raise Papyrus on his own, the most difficult child to raise, had practically trained him with how to deal with any type of child. He loved Papyrus, even though Papyrus didn't seem to show him the same love anymore, but that kid was a mess as a child. But Sans enjoyed being near kids, not in a pedo way as his friends believed, but Sans wouldn't mind maybe having a few of his own, or working at a day care.

He didn't expect to find a child in an old, abandoned house, but she didn't seem like a normal child. When he had first entered the house, he could hear her voice. It was a distant hum, and sometimes a thud too.

"That's her," Jane said, "This used to be her house."

"It's all worn down now," Sans said, looking around at the rotting walls, "It looks really old."

"It's the oldest house on this street," Jane explained, "She's the only one who lives in it."

"Oh, there's a blood stain," Sans said, stepping over the puddle, "There's a lot of them here."

"Sometimes teenagers dare themselves to do stupid things, like go into houses like these in which others have died in before," Jane explained, opening another door that revealed a set of old, practically rotting stairs, "Seriously, you think they would learn. But they never do."

"Aren't you a teenager, a big whopping 19 years old?" Sans asked, "When you turn 20 you disqualify from the teenage name. So you're kinda insulting yourself too."

"I deal with them often, so I know," Jane said, "And I was stupid for trying to help Jeff that one day. I should've let him burn."

"Well, you burn him with those insults," Sans said, "You both are really quick with them. It's impressive, really. Imagine making a roast or something, I'd want you two on my team if it happened."

The humming grew louder as they climbed up the stairs, the groaning of the wood definitely giving away their presence. It wasn't long before they found themselves standing in the doorway of an old, child looking room with a child in the center.

What caught his attention was the little girl in the middle of the room, her back to them as she cradled a teddy bear in her lap. She had thick brown hair and a light pink dress on, but that's all he could tell from the door.

"Hey Sally," Jane said.

The humming stopped and the little girl twirled around so fast that her brown hair smacked her face. He could see now that she had large green eyes and for some reason, a trail of blood trailing down her forehead and splitting into two paths at her nose. It looked fresh, but it wasn't dripping anymore, so it might've not been hers. He didn't really know, so he decided to not ask her about it.

"Jane!" She said, quickly climbing up to her feet and started walking towards her, stopping when she noticed Sans.

"He knows about our killing," Jane said, "He doesn't really care."

"Name's Sans," Sans said, grinning at her, "What's the name of your bear there?"

"Charlie!" Sally said, holding him out for Sans to see.

"That's such a cool name," Sans said, crouching down to shake the little bears paw, "Nice to meet you Charlie."

"He's my best friend!" Sally said, "Everyone else who I play with always leaves. But Charlie never leaves."

"That's because Charlie is awesome," Sans said, "And he'll always be your friend!"

"Yup!" Sally said, popping the 'p' at the end, "What about you, Mr? Do you have any friends?"