WARNINGS: Happy-ish ending, angst (always), implied Papyton, (PapyrusXMettaton) a possible trigger for family loss, LOTS of tears (I cried writing it, that's a sign people) [This is NOT in accordance with the fangame] "He couldn't hear a thing, but he saw it all. Sans throwing attack after attack at the human - Frisk. Every slash of their knife. Every dodge, from both Sans and Frisk. Even the special move his brother bragged about so often, the one that supposedly stopped anyone. The two came to a standstill. It felt like time itself stopped. It was working. Frisk wasn't moving. They couldn't if they tried, it wasn't their turn. It was working. Until it wasn't."