Undertamer (Frisk x Sans)

Chapter 20

Heads up this chapter may contain some bad spellings. Spell check stopped working and once it was better I couldn't remember what words need to be fixed. I have fix any that look dodgy but there may still be some.

Sans' Father was in a bad mood.

Well, he was always in a bad mood but reasontly his mood had taken a particularly sour turn. 

Sans walked away from his office, rubbing his sore wrist. A red mark had formed and was threaterning to turn into a nasty bruise. His father was un-reasonable when he was mad and often didn't hessertate to uses Sans as a form of stress releaf.

Sans grimised, it wasn't his fault that she was still here. She was so stubbon and hard headed...it was impossible to shift her.

It had been little under two months since Sans had returned from hospital and things were just getting worse. Every day his father would call Sans to the office to check his progress with removing Frisk and everyday Sans would turn up with nothing. He was out of ideas.

He didn't really care anymore.

Of course he didn't want anymore humans around, since humans were terrible, but something seemed to have changed. His motivation to have her removed from the school was lacking slightly.
He smiled to himself remembering the day he had dyed her hair blue. That was hilarious. She was so fuming. He just loved to see her angry.

However, at the moment Frisk was the least of his worries.

His dragon had just gone in her yearly heat, making her roudy and grumpy. Imagen having a girlfriend on a period x100. If she got pregnant  again.....he shuddered...best not to think about it.

So...Gaster was in a bad mood and Blaster was having mood swings. Great...just great.

At least Ginger had been keeping her distance from him - for once. That didn't stop her shooting daggers in his direction with her eyes though . But since everything else was going to shit he really didn't mind.

Sans slumped against the wall and closed his heavy eyes. He could really use a smoke right now. But he was all out of leaves. Blaster's bad mood meant that he had to use a lot of them  to keep her calm and since he had been recovering he hadn't had the chance to get anymore. He was in no way addicted but it was strange. He liked the smell of it, much like the dragons did. To him it was kind of like drinking milk every night before bed. It wasn't vital to savival. It was just something that you got used to over time.

Standing up state again he stretched. Cringing at the sound of his bones clicking around.

It was a saterday afternoon so most students were hanging around. There was a low chance of no one seeing him sneek around. Perhaps if he was careful he would be able to seek into the woods to get some more without people seeing.
Eather way, it may be a good idea to get some fresh air. His dorm room currently smelled strongly like the basement of a bar. So fresh air would be nice.

He made his way through the school, watching as many of the young students quickly moved away from him. He sighed, he wouldn't have expected them to act any differently.

As he walked outside he took note that the air was getting warmer. Winter was slowly looserning her grip so that spring could take hold. The courght yard was dimly lit by the cloudy light and the trees of the forest seemed to be getting ready to bloom again.

"SANS!"

Sans stopped and turned around. "Hello Papyrus, what do you want?"

Then Sans took a moment to look at his brother. Papyrus looked, tired. There were huge bags under his eye sockets. Despite that Papyrus kept the normal happy face. A large smile was painfully welded onto his face.
Sans rolled his eyes." Pap...thats one of the fakest smiles that I have ever seen you pull"
At this Pap dropped the grin. In fact Pap now looked just as miserable as sans normally felt. For a moment Sans felt pity for him, if he was miserable then he wasn't hyper and irritating.

Pap let a low sigh out  "I'm OK brother don't worry about it, I'm just sleepy"

Sans knew that was a lie.

"Dad been giving you are hard time bro?"
Papyrus rubbed his hands along his arms. "Doest matter".
Sans sighed "never mind". This is why he never bothered anymore. Because when he did Pap didn't care.
He looked down at the shorter skeleton.

"Papyrus is there any reason why you called out to me?" he asked.
Pap looked up a nodded. He seemed even more distressed now then a moment ago. "......."
"Papyrus... I don't have all day you know?"
Pap fixed Sans with a sharp glear "....... Its the human" he responded.

Ah yes Papyrus wanted to talk about Frisk. This is gonna be fun.
"what now? I think that you must be obsessed with her-
- I think that your the one who is obsessed with her Sans" Pap said cutting in.
Sans just stared blankly at him. He was talking nonsense...... Right?
"She has hardly said a word to me in a long time" this fact may have placed a slight hint of sadness across his face because Papyrus responded with
"what?..... Is that a bad thing?"
Sans narrowed his eyes "no no no no no" he said quickly "what about her?"
Papyrus expression hardened "she is gonna get herself killed"

Dun dun dunnnnnnnn!
Really short chapter this time so I could leave it on a cliff hanger hahhahhahahahhah

OK no joke that the next chapter shouldnt take to long to come out.

I just wanna say thanks so much for your patience and lovely comments they help to restore my dropping motivation so thank you for that. Byeeeeeee