Shots fired,
Guns smoking
Could you believe it?
We could actually
Survive.
That is a fucked
Up fairytale.I knew where we needed to go but we haven't left Texas for the past eight months. I and Frisk planned on staying here but I needed to get us to Minnesota. Two weeks tops, that's also counting trouble. Gangs, thieves, Infected, and whatever else was a huge worry. So sleeping was a big concern for me. Frisk was still a child, so she needed sleep to fight. My body was so sleep-deprived it didn't need long hours of sleep to fight. Though, the yawning I do 24/7 is probably an alert to sleep more. "Sans, we've been walking for three hours, can we please take a break?" Frisk pleaded. She hadn't talked this entire time so I chuckled and nodded. "There are water bottles in there." I stated. She quickly took it off and unzipped it and started rummaging for a water bottle. I also hardly ate, I had adapted my body to taking in what it needed when food was scarce in times like these.
Frisk took small sips, we needed to save water, at least what was bottled. I put my hand under my bandana and wiped the sweat off my face. "Come on Sans, I know you're thirsty." Frisk said shaking the water bottle at me. "No," I said simply, my voice was raspy (I was sold out by myself, huh?). She glared at me before sighing. She put the water bottle in the bag and sat the bag between her legs. She leaned back on her hands looked up at the open sky. She had to squint.
"Sans, do you ever wonder what would've happened if you weren't left behind?" She asked. "I wasn't left behind, kid. Neither were you, fear just got the better of everyone." I stated. She closed her eyes, either annoyed by me or the sun (probably both). Frisk seemed more and more sensable by the week and she only got better with taking care of us. I only got weaker, but I knew why, oh I knew why. I wasn't changing my habits, much less bend them for others pleasure.
A lack of worry and fear seemed healthy, but was it worth letting go? A lack of remorse and sympathy seemed stronger, but was it worth having? A lack of trust and loyalty seemed safer, but was it worth the killing? I sighed as the sun beat at my skull.
"You are very stubborn Sans, you become more and more like your brother everyday. Perhaps you miss him? Do you want to loose yourself like that, Sans?" Frisk asked. I closed my eyes and felt a pit in my rib cage. "What are you getting at?" I asked, was her question worthy of an answer? "You never smile and mean it, you are in constant fear of dying, and you're constantly paranoid. I'm worried Sans, you have been my dad for so long, what happened?" She said. I felt something run down my face, it wasn't sweat, was I crying? I opened my eye sockets and touched my face to see streams of tears upon tears. Why was I crying? I wiped away more and more. "Sans, what happened?" She asked staring at me concerned. I gave up and let them fall, she not need to comfort me. I gripped my pant legs and sighed as more dampened the earth.
If crying was my body's way of telling me to take a break, then screw it. I don't need sleep or food or water or... or... I was fine. I looked up at Frisk and then looked away at the dirt. "I don't know," I mumbled. Whether it was for just me or just her, we both heard it. Here I was, Sans the Skeleton crying randomly in front a teenager named Frisk Dreemurr. Was she stronger than me? She hadn't cried. "Sans, I want you to sleep, please." She said. "Nope, don't need it." I stated and wiped my eye sockets. No more tears. What I out of water and salt? She crossed her arms and huffed.
"We need to move, come on." I said and tried to grab the bag but she pulled it away. "Kid, give me the bag." I said and reached for it again. She pulled away again. "Frisk, give me the bag, now." I said and tried to reach for it again. She pulled away once more. "Frisk, I'm carrying the bag, give it." I said and she got up stepping away. She put the straps on her shoulder and gave me a determined smile. "I got it, you are not allowed to carry this until your shoulder is healed." She stated and walked passed me. That piece of sh.... she's a brat sometimes. I sighed and placed my hand on my hip, to what do I owe the pleasure for giving me a bratty kid? Oh, that's right, puberty. Fuck puberty.
I followed behind as we had four more hours before reaching Oklahoma and then we were setting camp up on the edge so we could get to Kansas early. At least, that was what I planned. Maybe I will sleep, but only for a couple hours (maybe two or three).
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I and Frisk were in Oklahoma, right smack in the middle. The sun was setting so we needed to get to the edge of of the state as fast as we could. Nighttime was supper time. I wiped my face with my bandana, it was hot, but not as bad at Texas, that was for sure.
"Sans, we need to find a place to sleep soon." Frisk stated a matter-of-factly. I nodded as she shifted the bag on her shoulder again. Her shoulders were obviously sore for carrying it for seven hours but she refused to complain about it. We kept our voices at a whisper and tried to keep our walking quiet. "Dad, how much farther?" She asked. I rubbed the back of my neck and breath out, "Three more hours." (I wasn't counting trouble in that time). She groaned quietly and slouched slightly, I felt that. She yawned as she walked.
We pushed ourselves to the edge of Oklahoma as the sun was put out. I and Frisk took shelter in a small dollar store. We slept on tissues and used the small sheet in the bag as a blanket. Frisk was the first to fall asleep, I barracked the door and went to sleep beside her.
Five hours, I've been sleeping for five hours. I rubbed my eyes and stretched, I felt better but my shoulder hurt. I got up carefully and went to look for pain killers around the store. I looked around the store to find small pain killers and a bottle of unopened wine in the back room for employees. They were probably dead... or Infected. I popped that open and chugged it. One bottle of wine couldn't do a thing to me (seven bottles could though). I licked my teeth and threw that away in a small trash can. I took the pain killers with it and I hoped the pain would go away soon. "Sans?" I heard. I looked up to see a tired Frisk. She rubbed her eyes and yawned. "Why are you up?" She asked. I could be asking her that question but didn't. "Pain killers." I stated simply handing her the small box. She read it and chuckled. "These are sleeping pain killers, you're going to get really sleepy, Sans." She explained with a smirk. I jerked the box back and read it (this is why there is fine print on these) (AUTHOR NOTE: It was at that moment, Sans realized, he fucked up.) I felt myself about to yawn. Frisk crossed her arms and shifted her weight to her left leg. "Well, we both know this is a sign from Heaven Sans, and he can never be wrong." Frisk stated and went to lay back down. These pills worked fast. I laid down beside her and felt my eyelids droop, really fast... pills.
I woke up to Frisk sitting up and stretching. I felt a lot better. So did my shoulder. I stretched and rubbed my eyes. "Sans, you looked way better, how did you sleep?" she asked smiling. "Shut. Up." I said groggily, she giggled but complied. I sat up and out out from under the sheet. "We don't have time to dawdled, we got to leave." I told her. She yawned and forced herself up. I took the bag before she could say anything and put it on my good shoulder.
I and her ate canned cucumbers (they had a different taste from pickles). I ate half and so did Frisk, that was breakfast. "I can't wait to eat pancakes again." She wondered aloud. I chuckled and ruffled her messy hair. "It's cold here, how much longer to get to Kansas?" She asked. "Ten minutes, because it's winter, the days are shorter so we get as far as we can and make camp up." I explained. She nodded and opened the bag pulling out a jacket, my jacket. "On second thought, let's get some winter clothes first." I said was a half smile. "Yeah,
I'm cold."
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Sorry this took so long, I've been doing virtual school and it's stressful. I've been sleeping when I can and than relaxing to forget stress.
Anyway, I hope to see you next chapter, later peeps!
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