Sweet Nightmares (Undertale Fanfic) (2°nd edition)

Chapter 12: I don't think you should be alone now

Chara: Oh my god, look who came for more.

Sans: I won't fall in you tricks anymore.

Chara: So you know what is going to happen, don't you?

Sans: It's meaningless to try to kill Frisk, she will never die.

Chara: That's what I thought, so I've decided, what if I kill you? But no, I'll let her do my job.

Sans: (I don't trust this kid, is he going to let me use my magic?)

Frisk attacked, as usual Sans dogged it.

Sans: Look kid, I don't want to hurt you, ok?

Chara: It's you life or hers.

Sans: I know inside you there is someone kind, someone who wanted to do right thing.

She keeps on attacking.

Chara: Frisk can't listen to you.

Sans stands for a second, Frisk also does. She was slowly putting her weapon down.

Sans: Kid, I know you want to do the right thing, let's put our weapons down and . . . I don't know . . . go somewhere and forget this.

She starts to feel her sins crawling at her back.

Sans: C'on show me you real you.

Frisk comes running at his arms. It was a beautiful moment but not enough. A gaster blaster come to end that moment by pulverizing her, it came without Sans to order it.

Sans: W-Where did it came from?

He turns around and there was a copy of Sans in that fight but it was glitched.

s#An$: G37 d%N(ed 0N.

The glitched S%aN& was gone but Frisk came with a reset. She didn't wanted to fight, instead, she came to give him a hug. So soft, so warm. She started to take some tears of her eyes.

Sans: Hey, hey, it's ok.

He closed his eyes but that was the worse option he had. The floor was red, a knife passed through his chest.

Sans: No!

It was Toriel's couch; it had a comfy "used couch" feeling. Toriel was still in her bed, she seemed not to worry Sans, Papyrus and Frisk where at her house, what would they think when they wake up?

Toriel: Hm . . .

She starts to awake. As soon as she realizes what was happening she jumps out of the bed to walk to the kitchen, maybe to drink some milk.

Toriel: Sans . . .

Sans: !!! . . . uh . . . you're hungry too?

Toriel: Sigh. Yes.

Sans: Want some of my midnight snack?

Toriel: Sans, Are you ok?

Sans: I just fell out of the couch, I tried to not awake you, I failed.

Toriel: Sans, was it a bad dream?

Sans: Tori, I'm ok.

Toriel: We both know that's a lie.

Sans was making coffee, again.

Toriel: Was it too bad?

Sans: No, no, just, I don't want to sleep now.

Toriel pours the coffee in the sink, Sans doesn't know what to say or to do. She makes a hot chocolate. She goes to sit with Sans.

Toriel: Sans, if you don't want to talk with me about this, it's ok

She seats and makes Sans a sign to sit with her.

Toriel: I just wanted you to know I also had been having this nightmares, I had an addiction to coffee, so I couldn't sleep well.

Sans listens patently.

Sans: W-What where they about?

Toriel: Most of them where about my deepest fears, my loved one died, etc. They have something weird, they feel so real. Remember that time I called you at 3:00 for no reason?

Sans: Mhm . . .

Toriel: That time I actually called you to see if you were ok, I had a nightmare in which you were lost in the ocean and I couldn't help you. That was long ago, I still try to deal with them.

Sans: I . . . I'm sorry, I've shouldn't come in here in the first place . . . I s-should go back

Sans was about to stand up and take Frisk and Papyrus to their house but Toriel took his hand and dragged him a sweet harm hug.

Toriel: I don't think you should be alone now.