Marble Hornets x UnderTale

Entry #52

The camera cuts on. Sans is sitting in his car, the camera in the passenger's seat. The trees behind him are covered in light. It's daytime.

"I'm here at Rosswood park again," Sans said, looking around the windows. "Waiting for Mettaton, again."

He pauses. "Last night I looked at the tape I stole from his apartment. It's abundantly clear that I shouldn't trust him, and I don't. Frisk is dead, he probably killed Papyrus."

"I don't know exactly what happened to Undyne that day, but I know she at least survived. Alphys and I have been talking recently, and that's why I'm here. Mettaton had told her to come here, and she asked me to come because she doesn't feel safe. But she had to, because she said Undyne's been acting weird lately and she wants answers."

"She knows whatever Mettaton wants to show her has to do with Papyrus, and we both know that Papyrus isn't here with us anymore."

Sans's face falls. "I miss him."

"If Mettaton tries anything, I'm getting Alphys out of there. I know a hotel nearby that has jointed rooms, we can book a room there while we try to figure out what's going on."

"So," Sans looks over at the camera, "I guess that's 'Sans confession' for you. If yeeting the camera for a third time doesn't work, and I die, I'm giving everything I have to Alphys. The videos, my money, everything. And Alphys, if I do die, take my stuff and book it with Undyne. Go to some beach with Undyne, live with her and be happy. Enjoy the surface for me, alright?"

The camera cuts. Alphys is leaning against the hood of Sans's car, chewing on her fingernails. The camera is now outside, handheld by Sans.

"I think h-he might be mad that I-I b-b-brought you," Alphys stuttered.

"Well, then we'll have to stay on guard," Sans said, "Why didn't you bring Undyne?"

"She a-acted weird when I asked, she said she was busy," Alphys said, "I-I'm worried for h-her. Mettaton better t-tell me what's been g-going on."

"He's your creation, he should," Sans said, "But if he attacks, I'll take him on while you run to the nearest car and get out of here."

Alphys looked at him worried. "I d-don't want you to get h-hurt because o-o-of me."

"At this point, all I care about if finding Papyrus's dust so I can give him a proper funeral. Then I can kick Mettaton's a**."

"P-Papyrus could still be a-alive, y-you don't know!"

"... Yeah, maybe."

A car pulled up at that moment, Mettaton in the drivers seat. The car turned off before he stepped out, not addressing either of them before he started walking.

"It's this way." Mettaton didn't bother to look at them as he headed straight for the forest.

"How far in is i-it?" Alphys asked him.

No answer. Their footsteps crunched against the leaves as they entered the forest.

"What exactly is it?" Sans asked, "What do you want to show?"

No response.

"You aren't sounding exactly trustworthy, Mettaton," Sans said.

"It's just hard to put into words!" Mettaton said, glancing over his shoulder at them. "Just, you'll know it when you see it."

The video cuts. They're still walking, but Alphys and Sans have put some distance between them and Mettaton. A large barn like building comes into view from the trees. It looks old.