Third Person Pov:
Sans looked up and saw that Gaster and Papyrus were slowly walking away from the scene.
"It was you two? Wasn't it?" Sans said slowly getting up.
"IT WAS HIM! HE DID IT! I JUST HELPED!" Papyrus said pointing to Gaster.
"H-HUH?!?"
"Come here!" Sans said pulling Gaster by his soul in front of him.
"We're gonna go see the king~" Sans said dropping Gaster.
"W-WAIT, WE CAN TALK ABOUT THIS RIGHT?"
Sans grabbed Gaster by the legs and started dragging him to the door.
Gaster started screaming like crazy while embedding claw marks into the wooden floor.
"What's wrong Gaster?!? Don't you like the king?!?"
Sans then saw the claw marks on the floor.
"You're fucking paying for my floor!"
Gaster then started pleading in Wingdings.
"Talking like that isn't gonna save you."
Gaster then grabbed onto a table leg and hugged it for dear life.
"💧︎✌︎☠︎💧︎✏︎ ✋︎🕯︎💣︎ 💧︎⚐︎☼︎☼︎✡︎✏︎ ✋︎ 👎︎⚐︎☠︎🕯︎❄︎ 🕈︎✌︎☠︎❄︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 💧︎☜︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 😐︎✋︎☠︎☝︎✏︎ ✋︎🕯︎💣︎ 👌︎☜︎☝︎☝︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎✏︎ ✋︎🕯︎💣︎ 💧︎⚐︎☼︎☼︎✡︎✏︎" He begged. (SANS! I'M SORRY! I DON'T WANT TO SEE THE KING! I'M BEGGING YOU! I'M SORRY!)
"You aren't sorry! And you know that!"
"Fine. We're not gonna see the king, you can hang around instead!"
Gaster lost his grip on the table leg and in horror, everyone watched as Gaster was pulled into the darkness. Screaming in Wingdings, he sounded like a broken fax machine.
The door slammed shut, but it only muffled Gaster's screams.
A few minutes later Sans walked out of the room closing the door behind him. No sound was coming from the room.
He walked over to the passed out Grillby and lifted him up by his soul and took him upstairs.
Sans brought Grillby to their room and gently dropped him on their bed. He got out his computer and got comfortable next to Grillby on the bed.
While downstairs, the elementals, the one skeleton, one human, and two dead ghosts were thinking if they should go look in the room.
"I'll go see if he's alive." Yon said while walking to the door.
Yon opened the door and turned on the light to see Gaster hanging upside down by his feet, by some rope attached to the ceiling. His hands were tied behind his back with zip ties, and his mouth had duck tape over it. He also had a blindfold on and he was slowly spinning in a circle.
"What the actual fuck?!?"
"Is he alive?"
"Look for yourself." Yon said as everyone downstairs walked into the garage.
"That's what I call revenge."
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FanfictionSansby Fanfiction 2 years after Frisk broke the barrier, a Fire Monter and a Short Skeleton Had gotten Closer. What could happen to there Friendship? Or, are they more than Friends? Read to find out! P.S. I have Bad Grammer and Spelling Skills, And...