Shadows Of Remorse (CreepyPasta x Undertale)

Chapter 3 - A Month Later

After a month of living in the mansion, Sans had gotten used to the house.

It was rather large, but he started to know how to get from one place to another without getting lost. The wall guy helped a lot with becoming a checkpoint for him. The wall guy was rather popular among everyone, Sally painting where she assumed his nails were since it was hard to tell on the sand, and Jeff drawing a smile on the wallpaper with a marker. Everyone was starting to make it more of a home.

Maybe this was their home, where they really belonged.

Where he belonged.

Slenderman was nicer than he seemed, Sans was glad he didn't end up getting into any type of fight with the big guy. In a sense, he acted like Sans did, back in his old house. The mansion was always being cleaned by him, he made sure they were hidden away from people, and kept them in a safe place. That's when Sans started to help around the house too, he started to do chores and stuff before he ended up starting to cook dinners for everyone again, including the proxies.

Sans had no idea what 'proxy' actually meant, but they called themselves Slender's proxies and the others seemed to get the idea, so it could be a CreepyPasta term Sans simply didn't understand.

The first person who had been standing next to his side the previous day was Toby, or Ticci Toby for his 'murder' name. Once Sans got to know the guy, he was actually a lot of fun to talk to. Although it was hard for him to say sentences without 'ticking', he was still a very funny and interesting guy. He loved Sans' puns, and he got along with Sally easily since he had a more childish personality, which Sans found enjoyable.

Then there was Hoodie, the figure who stood Sally's toy bear in the woods when they had went to the lake. He quickly apologized for that, Boss' orders, which Sans understood and forgave him for. Not to mention how Hoodie has returned Charlie as well, so it wasn't like he was mean to Sans. Sally, however, was not so forgiving, and resulted to kicking Hoodie every time she felt like it, which happened quite often. Hoodie was more of a reserved one, like Jack, but he seemed to be into poems a bit. He even wrote a few, and Sans read them, they were pretty good.

Tim was the one from the mental institution he had been sent to. Masky was his CreepyPasta name, and Sans had quickly learned that Tim had been sent in to help Sans escape. He had been wondering why guards and people weren't coming into his room, since everyone was clearly screaming rather loudly, and now he knew that Tim had created a distraction with Hoodie and Toby for him to get out.

And, of course, a lot of other people staying there who weren't mentally sane escaped out as well, but Sans couldn't really blame them for that.

It was on the news, as they had all started watching the news more in case anything happened. Some of those people in there were actually considered insane as well and were going to be transported as well, so killings had started to increase with more killers on the streets.

Without the lookout of the police, they were granted more freedom to how they moved about. The woods outside were always dark and gloomy, as Sans guessed Slender had some sort of control over that, and Sally asked once to play hide and seek with him and Toby. Jeff heard and wanted to kick Toby's butt in the game, so he joined. Jane heard this and wanted to make sure Jeff didn't win, and joined as well. Soon, everyone was playing and it became a game they played every weekend.

A more... creative game in the car was created as well. Sans was the scorekeeper of this homemade game, keeping a small notebook in the passenger's seat to write down the score on. A game that he was actually scoring right now.

The car thudded with a scream being silenced, a splatter of blood covering the windows as the driver, Toby, yelled with glee.

"That's a second point for Toby," Sans announced, writing down another line under his name.

"Oh come on, Sans, you have to teach me to drive!" Jeff said from the back, leaning forward, "I want to play so badly!"

"When we steal another car," Sans said, "This one is the proxies only, and I can't get mine back since the Police are watching my old house."

"Hey, t-t-that person was w-wearing c-crocs," Toby pointed out, "That's d-double points for m-me."

"Oh, I forgot that rule," Sans said, "Are they still alive?"

Everyone looked back on the road where a body lay in a pool of their blood, having been run over by their large truck. That was the game, if you saw someone on the side of the road without cameras around, you could run them over for a point. An extra point was given if they were wearing crocs (Jane's input). If they were wearing headphones or earbuds, no points, too easy of a kill. And you got a solid five points if you ran over a kid (Laughing Jack wouldn't stop filling the car with candy until that rule was added). It was a really disturbing game for normal people, but they weren't really normal at this point. Sans didn't really want to run down people in his car for points, but he didn't mind keeping score for the others.

"Nope, I can't see any twitching," Helen said from the backseat.

"Ugh, I want to play so bad!" Jeff yelled, "I'd be so good at this!"

"With your current driving skills, you'd wipe the floor with everyone else," Sans said, "But not yet."

"We should do something other than go get food," Jeff said, "Like maybe find a house and kill everyone inside or something. Pollute a lake. Stuff like that."

"We just ran over a person, what more do you want?" Sans asked.

"No, Toby ran over a person, I had no involvement," Jeff whined, "Sans, please?"

"Fine, fine," Sans sighed, "Toby, let's drop him off at a house."

"O-Okay," Toby said.

He pulled into a driveway of a nearby house, putting the car into park as Sans leaned back and gave Jeff his knife.

"Be back before dinner, I'm planning on making crepes," Sans said, "And call me if you need a ride. Have fun."

"I will," Jeff said, climbing out of the car.

"Try to bring back a body if you find a kid," Sans said, "Jack and Bloody can take their blood and organs before Laughing can have a swing at it. And maybe steal some money for yourself, since I can't keep giving you an allowance forever. You better give no mercy."

"What kind of CreepyPasta would I be to give anyone other than you mercy?" Jeff asked, grinning, "Bye guys."

Their relationship was an odd on, as they had known each other the longest. It was a bit obvious they had a type of brotherly bond, since they teased one another as brothers did, and Sally acted like Jeff was the middle sibling between her and Sans. Sans was using him a bit to replace Papyrus' void left, but Jeff was doing the same, replacing his now deceased brother with Sans instead.

And they were both happy with this arrangement.

"Oh, sweet, a k-k-kid!" Toby said as he pulled out, noticing a child walking on the street with his Mother, "I'm going t-to get a-all of the p-p-points!"

"How is he getting so lucky?" Bloody demanded angrily.

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"We're back with food," Sans announced to everyone, dropping off the grocery bags onto the counter of the kitchen.

"Sans!" Sally giggled, running up to him and jumping into his arms.

"Hey there kiddo, do anything fun while I was away?" Sans asked her.

"Mm-Hm!" Sally hummed, nodding quickly, "Laughing Jack and I made organ crowns from entrails!"

"How nice!" Sans said, putting her onto the counter, "I picked you up some nutella to put onto your crepes, instead of jelly."

"I love nutella!" Sally yelled.

"So do I!" Sans laughed, tickling her stomach.

"Sans?"

Ben stood in the doorway, looking concerned at the skeleton, remote in hand. Bloody stopped unpacking to look at Ben, Toby continuing to balance boxes of waffles on his head.

"What's up, Ben?" Sans asked.

"Uh, it was on T.V.," Ben said, "Frisk is fully recovered from the poison now, and they're getting released from the hospital."