Sanscest oneshots (opened)

Over And Over Again

Requested By: midnight_diary

Author's note

I suck at writing.

TRIGGER WARNING

Suicide jokes

dark humor

major character death, but they revive.  

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All he remembered was the sound of a car crashing down the ocean from up afar, he thought there was an accident, he was right, there was, but what he didn't expect that he would be in it, the windows cracking as it hit the ocean in full speed that he, himself did, everything was a blur as water started to seep into the little holes of his car.

"...ror, Error!" A familiar voice called his name as he whipped his head through where it was to find Nightmare, eyes widened in fear as he was gripping on Error's hand. "We got to get out of here Error! Now! This shit hole isn't going to last much longer!" he shouted in dire need, he started to punch the window with all his might just for it to scatter in many pieces, more water came rushing inside the car as the phase sped up, he got out and offered his hand as Error was still frozen, he wasn't even making effort in taking the seat belt off. Isn't he scared for his life? This god damned sans!

He couldn't talk as he was holding his breath, time running out as Error sunken down the deep waters, he growled in his mind as he grabbed him only to realize that Error had his foot broken, it was twisted which made him realize why he wasn't trying to free himself, but that doesn't answer his question why in the world wasn't he making an effort!

Error was drowning by now as his eyes were getting blurrier and blurrier each minute, his foot was broken, and he didn't bother trying to take his seatbelt off cause his efforts would be in vain because he can't swim anyways. He didn't even notice Nightmare was tugging him because he was already passing out because of a lack of oxygen.

Everything went dark.

He woke up in a very familiar room, his eyes hurting as his lungs started to beg for air, he slowly got up just to feel a stinging pain on his foot, he took off his covers to see it bruised and battered as if it was crushed by something hard. He experimentally moved it a bit as it responded well. It didn't look broken, just bruised, he sighed in relief as he scratched the back of his head in wonder.

"What happened?" he thought to himself as pain burned on his wrist, he quickly stopped his business on his head as he investigated what was causing pain to him

He saw a big long horizontal cut on his wrist crossing to his vein. "What...?" he didn't know he spoke that out loud his voice cracking with just a little word. He was too deep in thoughts to care about how his voice sounds. First of all, he doesn't cut his wrist, he never did, it didn't look like an accident because he doesn't remember any accident that happened to him, and second, he didn't think of this as a mysterious little cuts that he gets on where ever he went, and will only know once he sprayed alcohol on it, it was too deep to not get him to realize he had an injury. He stared at the cut like it was going to answer all his questions as it bled more, staining his pants crimson red. The cut didn't cut his vein, which could have led into him getting hospitalized if it did, or maybe he probably dies while sleeping which was the best way to go, he didn't like pain, who does exactly? Probably only masochists.

A knock at the door snapped him out of his thoughts as he got up, ignoring the double pain it gave him as he realized as he got closer, he heard a faint voice, "Error! Wake up! I got lunch for your sleepy ass!" he knew it was nightmare right away by how weird he calls him as any word that could fit with "Ass"