Shadows Of Remorse (CreepyPasta x Undertale)

Chapter 16 - Happy Birthday

"Happy Birthday Sans!"

Sans woke up with a start, falling out of his bed with a thud. Splendor stood above him, clapping his hands together.

"I can't believe you're already 23 years old! How time flies!"

"How did you know today is my birthday?" Sans asked, narrowing his eye sockets at the tall being. "I never told you."

"I can tell by sight!" Splendor said, "I can tell people's emotions and when their birthday is just by looking at them, like how Offender can see a persons sexuality and if they're a virgin, and how Trender can see your clothing size and your style."

"Oh, huh, cool," Sans said.

"And I can see that you aren't really happy that I know it's your birthday," Splendor said, crouching down to help pick up the small skeleton. "Why not?"

Sans was set down onto the ground, letting his feet feel the carpet of his room. "Well... the last time I had a birthday, it was a couple of weeks before I met Jeff... so it was sort of lonely..."

Another reason why Sans had decided to stand up to Papyrus and his old friends was because none of them had even remembered it was his birthday. Not even his own brother, who loved celebrating birthdays. The day was spent desperately hoping for just one message to be sent to congratulate him on it, just one.

No one said a word.

Usually, Sans wasn't one for birthdays, he never liked big parties or all of the fancy hats. They were too flashy, and the parties were too big and crowded. Being the center of attention was a bit too much for himself, he found the position too uncomfortable as he would rather focus on someone else. That's why him and Papyrus would just gather blankets and sit on the living room floor and watch movies he liked with food from Grillby's for his birthday instead of a big party like on Papyrus's birthday. But still people would wish him a happy birthday, even if it was over text.

Papyrus never even mentioned it, never apologized for it. No one probably even realized it was his birthday, they were too caught up in their lives to worry about little old Sans. His birthday was when he started hurting himself just to remember that he was still alive and there, bringing the knife to his bones as he sobbed in his dark room alone.

It had felt like Sans was just slowly fading into nothing, as more and more people started to forget about him. It was like he was just slowly becoming a ghost, no one to remember him, no one to care about him. That was why he drew the first line against his bones, to retain his sanity.

But maybe he was never truly sane. He was just grasping onto the sanity he had left through those cuts.

"Doesn't that give us more reason to celebrate it with you?" Splendor asked, "We can throw the biggest party and invite everyone here, even though they already live here, and make sure you're not alone!"

"I don't like big parties either," Sans said, "I don't like celebrating my birthday that much."

Why would Sans want to celebrate the day of which he hated, the day he was created? It was the day on the calendar he despised, as it was just a reminder of when the scientist he hated created him. The only reason he even bothered to barely celebrate it was because Papyrus insisted and wouldn't leave him alone until he did.

"But it's your birthday, you should want to celebrate the day your were brought into the world!" Splendor said.

"I'd rather not."

Splendor lifted up a finger and tapped Sans's skull, making him look questioningly at the other. Splendor was always so filled with happiness and joy, it gave Sans an unusual sense of happiness of his own. Of course, Sans knew that the brothers all have certain abilities that caused others around them to feel what they were based on. Splendor made everyone around him more happier and cheerful, as Sans was feeling a bit more giddy than before. Trender made him want to wear more fashionable clothes. Offender, of course, was obvious, it made Sans want to get into someone else's pants. And Slender made him want to go out into the woods more often than he usually would.

Sans learned that when the brothers were together, their powers cancel one another out, which was why Sans wasn't affected by being near them the first night, as they were all together. It also explained why he liked going outside randomly while at his house when he felt like he was being watched sometimes, as it was Slender watching him. He also learned Offenders ability very quickly, as none of the other brothers were around one day and he walked in.

"We don't have to do anything big," Splendor said, "But there is someone else here, they said they wanted to wish you a happy birthday."

"Huh?" Sans asked, "Did Papyrus find our hideout?"

If that were the case, Sans would have to excuse himself into a trashcan.

"No, it's none of your old friends," Splendor said, "You know I made the deal with you."

Being the creature Splendor is, he's naturally bound to kindness and happiness. Which in itself wouldn't be a problem usually, but when he has a hard time lying to someone, it could be a major issue. Splendor liked seeing whole families and friends, and so he naturally wanted to go out, find Sans's old friends and family, and bring them back together. Maybe one day, if Sans was ready, he would face Papyrus once again, but now he wasn't. The thought of seeing his brother again always sent Sans into another depressed state, of which he would have to drag himself out of with the help of his friends.

"Who are they?" Sans asked.

"They never told me their name, but they said they know you from the underground," Splendor said, "And they said something about a lab."

"Where are they?"

"Well." Splendor took a moment to think, placing a hand on the side of his face. "I invited them to get cozy in the living room while everyone else works on... where'd you go?"

Having looked to the side to remember the location of his new guest, Splendor had looked back to where Sans was to discover him absent from where he was previously. In fact, the whole room was void of Sans, the door still closed just as before.

"Huh?" Splendor asked.

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Sans threw open the front door, having missed the living room by a few coordinates and instead landing outside of the house. His eyelights dragged across the living room before settling on the couch, where the last monster he would ever expect was sitting on the edge of the couch.

"Howdy, smiley trashbag," Flowey said, a large grin spreading across his face from the sight of the skeleton before him. "We need to talk."

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Aw yeah, an old face is coming in! Also, of course, Sans in a dress.